"Bell-bell-bell-"

The sound of a thick and distant bell came from the direction of the Dragon Head Peak Sword Terrace, heralding the official end of this trial in the Burial Sword Valley. Under the envious gaze of everyone, Gu Ziyan retracted the Galaxy umbrella and put it back on his back, and it changed back to the appearance of an ordinary umbrella.

"The fifty disciples on the Qingyun List this time, please go to the Taiqing Hall immediately." The shout, which was as strong as the bell, sounded from the high platform at the end of the crowd, but it was clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.

Fifty Riluan had already received the order, and in the blink of an eye, they flew from the mountains in all directions.

"Gone!" Gu Ziyan smiled at the corner of his eyes, jumped into the air with a little step, and the sword blade in his hand turned in the void, and jumped on a luan bird that had not yet landed extremely lightly. His movements were smooth and elegant, causing many people to stop and watch.

Led by the Luan bird that Gu Ziyan was the first to control, fifty Luan birds flew up to the clouds one after another, heading towards Longshou Peak. For a time, the birds were singing, spreading their wings and flying, painting a picture of great artistic conception under the setting sun.

Luan Niao fell in front of the Taiqing Palace, and as soon as Gu Ziyan entered the hall, the first thing he saw was not the head of the Xuanxu real person above the high level, but Mo Ji who was sitting on the left side of the stage. He was still dressed in white, sitting there with his eyes slightly closed, cold and cold like a snowfall. However, when Gu Ziyan walked in front of him, his inky eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his eyes with ice blue shadows.

Gu Ziyan has seen this kind of picture countless times in the past seven years, but he is still shocked by the beauty of that moment.

Mo Yong's eyes were very beautiful, Gu Ziyan could hardly find an accurate word to describe them, and he even felt that these eyes should not belong to humans. With just one glance, you can see thousands of stars through it, and the layers are deep and bright, which makes people have to fall into it.

"Master, are you really here?" Gu Ziyan pinched himself hard with the hand hidden in his sleeve, and then put away the stunned expression on his face, and asked with a smile.

The tips of his eyebrows, like the corners of his eyes, were naturally slightly upturned, and now the whole look has grown wider than when he was a child, and this feeling is more obvious. Although the white hair is cold and the Taoist robe is abstinent, but when it is paired with the eyebrows at the corners of the eyes and the cinnabar between the foreheads, it becomes a cold and gorgeous feeling on the contrary.

These two words are contradictory, but they are the most intuitive feelings.

Mo Yong looked at him and said in a low voice, "Don't want to come for the teacher?" ”

"How is it possible, I'm not afraid that there will be a lot of people today, and Master doesn't like it." Gu Ziyan hurriedly shook his head, "And I just said it so casually that night, I didn't expect ......"

"Really? But as you remember, you didn't say that three days ago. ”

"I was joking." Gu Ziyan laughed, he had been in the Mo Yong Master for seven years, and after getting acquainted with it, looking at Mo Yong's appearance, he would always find an opportunity to tease him from time to time. After all, his identity has long been clarified, and he doesn't want to live so strictly every day, besides, he has always been like this, facing unfamiliar people and familiar people, they are completely different. So three days ago, on the night when the Burial Sword Valley opened, he did say on a whim, 'What if Master doesn't come, I can't get the first, what if Master Ancestor will definitely laugh at me and say big things', 'You see, the new disciples of Beifeng have senior brothers and sisters to help them cheer them up, Master, you also want to come, so I can feel at ease' and something like that......

Gu Ziyan felt that he must have been stupid by the snow on Qianhan Peak at that time, so he would do this kind of thing in front of Mo Yong. "There is only one disciple of Qianhan Peak, and I really should come." Unsuspecting, Mo Yong reached out and stroked the white hair scattered on the side of Gu Ziyan's cheek, "Besides, there is such an excellent apprentice, how can I do it if I don't come and see it." “

Caught off guard, Gu Ziyan was praised by this seemingly bland compliment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Perhaps it was for this reason that his cheeks, which had been accidentally wiped by the ink fingertips, suddenly glowed with a layer of bright colors like peach blossoms.

Fortunately, I did take the first place today, otherwise it would be really embarrassing, Gu Ziyan thought secretly in his heart.

Ziyan...... Ziyan! ”

"Huh?" Gu Ziyan looked back, only to realize that it was Baizhu calling him.

"Come back soon, the boss is going to speak." Baizhu stood closest to the left, and lowered his voice to remind him, "If you don't come again, everyone will have to look at you." ”

Before Gu Ziyan could reply, he felt that his head was gently stroked by a slightly cool palm, and then heard Mo Yan speak: "Go, it's over in a while, I'll take you to see the ancestor." ”

"Okay." The corners of Gu Ziyan's mouth raised, and then he turned around and returned to the ranks of disciples.

As soon as I stood up, I heard the "tsk" sound of atractylodes beside me. "What's wrong with you? If you are sick and take medicine, don't give up the treatment. Glancing at Baizhu, Gu Ziyan always felt that he was being looked at by his narrow Danfeng eyes, and there was a little hairy behind him.

Bai Shu didn't care about what he said, he just raised his head and sighed a little exaggeratedly: "Do you know how many people's hatred you have to pull from your behavior just now, some people already look at you unpleasantly, and you still want to stimulate others...... Tsk, but I appreciate your upright character. ”

"Who am I stimulating......" Gu Ziyan's words were not finished, and he stopped talking.

Because Bai Zhu was already laughing, he stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction in the crowd.

Looking in this direction, Gu Ziyan saw a pair of eyes - these should have been bright eyes, but because they were full of too many negative feelings, Gu Ziyan felt that he couldn't avoid them. Perhaps, Lin Chuxia didn't hide anything, her eyes when she looked at Gu Ziyan were always □□ naked, from the contempt and disdain of the first meeting, to the later jealousy and resentment, every love was clearly written.

It's been seven years, if it weren't for Lin Chuxia's expression every time, it is estimated that Gu Ziyan would have forgotten what happened before.

"I see that you have made Su Qiong very obedient, why can't you handle Lin Chuxia?" Turning his head, Gu Ziyan didn't look like he looked at her for even a second.

Bai Shu sneered: "She's already crazy, I can find a way to get my temperament back as a normal person, I can't cure a madman." Do you know that she told people that she didn't want to die in her cultivation to avenge the two of us, so she survived to this day? I don't know when the two of us ended up with such a mortal enmity with her."

"What? Didn't I just shut her up once? Gu Ziyan was shocked.

"But she thinks her mother will be imprisoned for life because of you."

When Gu Ziyan heard this, he almost laughed out loud in anger: "Then according to her meaning, I still have to accept Shen Yue's false accusation?" Or if I don't speak out, her father wasn't killed by her mother? This truth is really godly" "You actually want to reason with a madman, anyway, if she has a problem now, she can blame both of us, what can I do?" "Baizhu held a green jade flute in his hand, and when he spoke, he turned the flute around in his hand, looking a little anxious." So...... This time she was only in eighteen, and she was sick again? "Gu Ziyan pouted, if he faced him head-on, he would naturally not be afraid of Lin Chuxia, but the problem is that there is always such a sick person staring at you by your side, and that feeling is really terrible." In fact, the stimulation you just gave her was much more than the ranking of the rankings. “

Gu Ziyan quit this time: "That's my master, I can do whatever I like, what does it have to do with her?" "Shhhh Baizhu gritted his teeth and reached out to pinch Gu Ziyan's waist, "Say it again, she's sick!" Do you understand if you are sick! Don't speculate on her thoughts with your normal human mind. As far as I know, Lin Chuxia tried her best to worship Qianhan Peak back then, but at that time, everyone knew that Uncle Mo Yong didn't accept apprentices, so she had no choice but to give up. But it happened that it was in the entrance hall of that session, Uncle Mo Yong accepted you as an apprentice, and later Lin Chuxia asked her grandfather, Elder Xuanhuai, to talk about it, but there was no result. Since then, she has hated you, so the closer you are to Uncle Mo now, the more she hates you. "Co-author Lin Chuxia thinks that I robbed her of her things? Now this qiē is all hers? “

Baizhu nodded with a relieved face: "Congratulations, you have finally comprehended the inner world of a neurotic." ”

"Get down to business, don't take the opportunity to laugh at me." Gu Ziyan also pinched Baizhu's waist with his backhand, he practiced swordsmanship, compared to Baizhu who cultivated the Tao of Medicine, the strength in his hand was much greater, and he pinched Baizhu and gasped.

It took a long time to break Gu Ziyan's hand away, Baizhu rubbed his waist, and added hatefully: "You know that you are bullying me, a medical student, and you have the ability to go down the mountain to experience this time, don't come to me to see a doctor!" By the way, I would like to remind you, this time we went out to practice, and eighty percent of us had to be on a team with Lin Chuxia. "What!?" Gu Ziyan's eyes widened, "Tell me what's going on." “

Baizhu was also surprised: "Don't you know that the top fifty disciples on the Qingyun List are going down the mountain to practice?" This has always been a common practice, because when the time comes, the famous sword conference in which the whole sect participates will also send this group of people to participate, so let us go out to hone and hone in advance. ”

"No one told me?" Gu Ziyan shook his head blankly, "What is the specific content of the experience?" ”

"So you don't know, then you don't listen to what the boss says. He asked us to come here to explain the experience of going down the mountain. Baizhu tapped Gu Ziyan's head with the green jade flute in his hand and laughed again.

Gu Ziyan opened the green jade flute with one palm: "It's not that you had to let me see Lin Chuxia at the beginning, so I didn't have time to listen to ......."

"Here, our team's roster." The expression on Bai Zhu's face became serious.

Gu Ziyan didn't dare to mess around anymore, almost holding his breath and listening. After all, he didn't want to really be in a group with Lin Chuxia, and finally went down the mountain, if there was such a person who had been haunted, it would be too miserable.

"The fifth team went to Cangtianzhou, and the disciples were as follows: Gu Ziyan、...... Su Qiong, Atractylodes macrocephalus、...... Lin Chuxia. ”

"You crow's mouth." Gu Ziyan turned around and glared at Baizhu resentfully.

Baizhu had expected it a long time ago, so at this time, he was still in the mood to tease Gu Ziyan: "This is not something I said casually, originally there must be strong and weak in this team, and there are only five teams in total, with the ranking of a few of us, it is easy to be divided together." In short, you should be prepared to be annoyed to death. ”

"Each team of ten disciples, led by a master of the Jindan stage or above, went to the designated place. Tomorrow morning at sunrise, gather in front of the heavenly steps, and everyone will rest early tonight after making some preparations. ”

After arranging the experience, the disciples went back to prepare.

Gu Ziyan also said goodbye to Baishu, and followed Mo Yong to the back mountain of Taihua Immortal Sect to meet Patriarch Qingyuan. Houshan does not have a special name, it is only called so because it is located in the northernmost part of the entire Taihua Immortal Sect after Longshou Peak. There is a bottomless trench between the back mountain and the Longshou Peak, and there is no traffic between the two, and the Taihua Immortal Sect also has a clear rule prohibiting trespassing on the back mountain, so almost no one comes back here.

So for so many years, except for the head of the sect and a few elders, no one knew that Ancestor Qingyuan, who should have ascended to the upper realm, would live in seclusion again.

When I found Patriarch Kiyogaki, this middle-aged man with white hair was fishing in a pond on the mountain. When Gu Ziyan saluted him, he also let out a long sigh: "Seeing that this fish is about to be baited, I am scared by you." ”

Gu Ziyan didn't want to expose him at all, there wasn't even a fish on the hook, and only if he could catch a fish, would he have a ghost. However, throughout the ages, it seems that people who are not in the world like to use all kinds of strange methods to fish. For example, the famous Jiang Taigong can fish with a hook all the time, thinking about it this way, maybe the same is true of Patriarch Qingyuan?

Handing over the intact galaxy to Patriarch Qingyuan, Gu Ziyan explained his thoughts.

"You actually found this thing, and you can be regarded as having a heart." Patriarch Qingyuan gently stroked this extremely delicate umbrella, as if he remembered something, his eyes gradually softened, "Since you found it, then according to what we said before, this thing will naturally belong to you." It's also a good idea if you want to quench your sword spirit into it, and it just so happens that you are going down the mountain tomorrow to go through the experience, even if I give you a gift. ”

"Thank you, Patriarch." Gu Ziyan blinked and smiled.

Patriarch Qingyuan was originally one of the top sword forgers in the Nine Heavens Continent, and with him, combining the sword spirit of the Red Lotus of Chixiao with the Galaxy Umbrella would be foolproof.

"I need to rush for the night tonight, so you can stay in the back mountain for one night. Early tomorrow morning, I picked up my things and went to the heavenly steps to meet. Patriarch Qingyuan stretched out his hand to draw the sword spirit out of Gu Ziyan's sea of knowledge, because Gu Ziyan did not resist, so the process became very easy. Holding two things, the love patriarch flickered and disappeared from sight.

Gu Ziyan waited with Mo Yi in the Qingyuan Patriarch's Cave Mansion for the time being.

The night was getting deeper, and Mo Yong had already extinguished the candles lit in the cave, but Gu Ziyan, who was lying on the stone couch on the side, did not fall asleep. After all, he was going down the mountain tomorrow, and he was divided into a group with Lin Chuxia, whether it was excitement or worry, so that he couldn't sleep peacefully as usual anyway.

"What, can't you sleep?" Mo was sitting on the stone platform opposite the window, the moonlight fell on his long crow-like hair, and his already cold face looked even more unstained with red dust.

I don't know what's going on, Gu Ziyan looked at Mo Yan's appearance, and he always had some impulses to tease. So he propped up his chin on his stomach and said mischievously: "Master has been around for so long since I went down the mountain, what if I miss Master then?" If I encounter something that I can't handle, I feel uneasy when I'm so weak now......"

Gu Ziyan thought that Mo Yong would probably tell him to 'stop messing around' or something like before, but Mo Yong didn't speak this time. Just looking at Gu Ziyan and seeing that he felt that something was not quite right, Mo Yong suddenly stood up.

His robe was loosely draped over his shoulders, and his hair was loose, giving him an unusually soft contours. Such Mo Ji walked to Gu Ziyan's bed, he leaned down and gently tapped his forehead with a slightly cool fingertip: "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

A slightly cool feeling spread across his forehead, and an ice-blue streamer flashed and formed an invisible sword array.

I don't know why it's a very normal action, but because of Mo Yun's leaning over action, Gu Ziyan was almost stunned on the spot. It's too close...... And he himself is lying down, no matter how you look at it, it feels that something is wrong. Seven years ago, on that night, Mo Yi, who had silver eyes, also leaned down, leaving a cold patch on his forehead - only at that time, it was not his fingertips that touched, but his lips.

"Hmm-Master, I'll go to sleep first!" Gu Ziyan, who was frightened by this strange thought, hurriedly wrapped the quilt tightly, turned over and pretended to sleep.

In the quilt, Gu Ziyan's eyes were dark, but he could hear the sound of his heart in silence. He pinched himself violently to stop, and he thought hatefully: Why can't I control my mouth!