Chen Long raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This is really an honor." ”

Later, in order to break through the Ascension Realm, he challenged Shakyamuni and was defeated by his palm, but then he was also ignited by it and broke through the Ascension Realm, but unfortunately in the subsequent earth-shattering battle, he fell together with the Heavenly Dragon God and other Ascension Realms, and the four great gods and apes also participated in the war with the Holy Venerable, and they were almost completely destroyed. Before we fell asleep in the small world, it was said to be nearly extinct. ”

"I can't imagine that 100,000 years later, there are still spiritual holy apes in the world. ”

"I've heard of some of them. Long Chen said: "It is said that the Lingming Holy Ape has two great talents, namely the Holy Ape is not bad, and the Holy Law of Fighting. ”

"Fighting the Holy Law?" Jiang Chengzi then remembered the mantra that Sun Youkong had recited before the change.

"Ever-changing, fighting the holy law. He nodded: "It is a unique supreme supernatural power in the world, cultivated to the highest level, able to change thousands of times, and even evolve the Heavenly Dao by itself, and the supernatural power is immeasurable." ”

"Even the Lingming Holy Ape has appeared, it seems that this world is really getting more and more interesting. Long Chen touched his chin and smiled.

......

In the sky above the west of the spiritual domain, on the east side of the Wendao Courtyard, an elegant garden built on the edge of the lake.

On the terrace facing the lake, dozens of students are sitting at their desks.

Opposite the students, a beautiful woman dressed in colorful clothes, exuding a mature and soft atmosphere, sat cross-legged on the ground, in front of a phoenix-tailed long piano, a pair of slender hands, gently brushing from the strings, just as the curtain came to an end.

The students were still immersed in the sound of the piano, and their faces were deeply intoxicated.

Seeing the intoxicated looks of the students, the corners of the woman's mouth hooked up a refreshing smile, and her fingertips gently plucked the strings, making a crisp tone, which made the students come back to their senses, and then said: "Did you hear the tune just now?"

A male student sitting in front of him touched his head a little embarrassedly: "Teacher Yueyi, your piano sound is so beautiful, I listened to it patronizingly, but I didn't remember much of the tune." ”

This beautiful woman is the director of the piano music department of the Wendao Partial College of the college, Yueyi, who came from the Xiliang region with Chen Long back then.

Nearly twenty years have not left many marks on her face, and her appearance is still young, as always, as if God could not bear to let this flawless face appear a little flawed.

Hearing the male student's words, Yue Yi smiled slightly and said, "This is not good, I am here to teach you, not to let you enjoy." ”

As she spoke, she looked at one of the students: "Huazhi, you come and try to play." ”

Among the students, a young woman stood up, with a slender and slender figure, and the blue marks on her face were eye-catching, it was Meng Huazhi, who was now a fourth-year student in the academy and a first-class knife class.

She came to Yueyi's side and said a little shyly: "I don't remember much of the teacher's tune. ”

Yue Yi smiled gently: "It's okay, just play what you remember." ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

Meng Huazhi sat down, took Yueyi's position, and began to play.

The quiet and elegant melody reverberated among the people, just like this garden.

Yue Yi sat next to Meng Huazhi, listening to the student's playing with a smile on her face, and from time to time she spoke out and pointed out Meng Huazhi's fingering.

At first, the sound of the piano was still a little dry, but with Yueyi's guidance, it gradually became soft and warm, like gurgling water, under the moon before the flowers, which was intoxicating.

As soon as the song ended, Yue Yi nodded and smiled: "Yes, you have found a sense of musicality, Huazhi, sure enough, your talent is very high." Among my students, only Shenyu can compare to you. ”

Meng Huazhi smiled shyly: "The teacher said that I was joking, compared with classmate Ji, I am still far behind." ”

Yue Yi shook her head and said: "Huazhi, you don't need to be humble, it's a pity that you still have to take care of cultivation, otherwise if you concentrate on studying Ledao, your future attainments will definitely be no less than mine." ”

After class, the students dispersed one by one, and their faces were still intoxicated with the music.

Meng Huazhi was the last to leave, and was about to say goodbye to the teacher, but saw Yueyi leaning on the fence by the lake, her long skirt hitting the ground, looking at the lake in a daze, this scene was really picturesque.

"Teacher Yueyi, I'm in a daze again. ”

There were students whispering nearby.

"I must be thinking about that one. ”

"Alas. ”

Meng Huazhi also shook his head, sighed, and then turned to leave.

Many of these students came from the name of Teacher Yueyi.

Although Yue Yi does not seem to have cultivated in her body, she is a mortal like Lu Qiu, but her appearance is peerless, and her skills in piano and music are incomparable, she can be regarded as a celestial, even if she is the dean Lu Qiu, who is known as an all-rounder, she can't beat her in the music alone. As a result, it attracts many students, and among all the teachers in the college, it is difficult to compare with the popularity. Not only the students, but also many teachers admired her.

Of course, everyone only dares to appreciate it.

Because of such a rumor, Teacher Yueyi already has a place in her heart.

And the one in her heart is none other than the founder of this academy, the dean who is revered as a god in the hearts of all teachers and students.

It's a pity that Luohua is deliberately ruthless, and the dean, as a peak powerhouse in the mainland, is dedicated to cultivation, and has no intention of the love between men and women, so that there is not even a descendant, so the friendship of Teacher Yueyi cannot be conveyed to the hearts of those who are concerned.

Of course, this is just a rumor.

But even if it's just a rumor, no one dares to be rude to Yue Yi, and Yue Yi doesn't seem to be a real ordinary person, just look at the fact that she has not taken pills and spiritual treasures for more than ten years, but her appearance has not aged half a minute, which can be seen.

When the students left, there was only Yue Yi left in the garden, at this moment, she seemed to sense something, turned her head, and saw a young man in white who was standing behind her, it was Chen Long.

"Lord Dean, how come you have time to come to the Silk Bamboo Garden of the Nu Family today?" Yue Yi was not surprised, showed a smile, and said softly.

"It's been a busy time, so don't make fun of me if I haven't come to see you. Chen Long shook his head: "It's just the others, I always feel a little weird when I hear you call me Lord Dean." ”

Yue Yi pursed her lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Long Chen shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and changed his body, but he changed back to the appearance of the old man.

"Lord Chen Long, sure enough, this appearance is more reassuring. Yue Yi smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she said, "I heard that soon, the prince of Mingju will make an appointment with the eldest prince of the Tianfrost Palace?"

"Not bad. Chen Long also sat down cross-legged and said, "I also have to take Chen Feng's kid to attend the Wanzong Conference, this time I may leave for a long time, so before leaving, come to Sizhuyuan to have a look." ”

"See how the slave family is doing?" Yue Yi tilted her head, her black hair scattered like a waterfall.

Chen Long smiled and said, "In the past ten years, you haven't been out of the academy much, won't it be too dull?"

Yueyi smiled and said, "With those children with me, it won't be too lonely." ”

"Besides, it's the same everywhere for the slave family, so it's better here. Yue Yi's eyes reflected Long Chen's shadow: "After all, this is also Lord Chen's home, isn't it?"

Looking at Yue Yi who was staring at him, Long Chen responded with a smile, but there was a sigh in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, another decade has passed.

Twenty years have passed since he met Yueyi in the Western Liang Region.

Twenty years is a short time, a long time.

Especially, for some people who are waiting for something.