Looking towards the left side of the white world, there is a blinding mist floating far away, and the black and white of the mist are clearly intertwined, not dissipating or merging. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you walk into the black and white fog, you will find that there is a bridge in the fog.

On the bridge, there were three men on the deck of the exposed part of the white world, and the three of them sat cross-legged at a distance of 300 zhang. And in the black and white mist, there was a white-haired old man, the old man closed his eyes slightly, and his hands pinched the trick in the dantian, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't alarm him to open his eyes.

Looking to the right side of the white world, there are three peaks, and the first one is engraved with two characters.

Rufeng!

Led by Yu Jin, the Great Elder of the Holy Martial Academy, Yu Zhongnan walked through the first peak with Ye Feng in his arms.

If Ye Feng was awake, he would definitely hear the murmuring sound coming from the peak.

"The good of the ancients are scholars, subtle and mysterious, and unrecognizable."

"The husband is unrecognizable, so he is forced to do it."

……

"The road is wasted, but there is benevolence and righteousness. Wisdom comes out, and there is great hypocrisy. ”

Rufeng, where Yu Zhongnan frequented. But today, Yu Zhongnan did not stop at the foot of the peak, but followed closely behind the master with Ye Feng with closed eyes, and went straight to the white tower in the distance.

I have to say that the white world is indeed amazing. Nearly half an hour passed, and Yu Zhongnan and the others arrived at the foot of the second peak.

This place is completely different from the first peak, there is no murmuring on the peak, but the aroma of elixir wafts in the air.

This peak is called Danfeng.

If you walk up to the top of the mountain, you will find that there are 10,000 Dan furnaces placed on the second peak, and there is a person sitting cross-legged in front of each Dan furnace, and from time to time someone picks up a few herbs from the ground in front of them and throws them into the Dan furnace, and then carefully controls the flame under the Dan furnace.

Yu Zhongnan has been in the Holy Martial Academy for more than half a year, and has been to Danfeng three times in total.

The first time he walked up to Dan Peak with curiosity, and the second time Yu Zhongnan went to the peak with a hundred herbs, but none of the hundred herbs were refined into a single pill. The third time was also the last time Yu Zhongnan went to Danfeng. With a thousand herbs for half a month, after burning a small Dan furnace, he went down to Danfeng in ashes.

This incident caused quite a stir in the White World. Of course, the words that came out were nothing more than mockery of Zhongnan's stupidity.

Yu Zhongnan did not argue with this, and he himself admitted that he did not have the talent for alchemy. To continue to insist on taking herbs to alchemy is really stupid to the extreme.

Holding Ye Feng and walking across Danfeng, the three of them galloped for another half an hour, and they were getting closer and closer to the third peak.

The third peak, Qule Peak.

Before Yu Zhongnan and the others reached the foot of the third peak, the sound of music drifted into the ears of the three of them.

I don't know what the name of the music played by Wan Xiu at the top of the peak, but the tune is extremely beautiful. But if you listen to it for a long time, you have a faint illusion that you can't extricate yourself from it.

At this moment, looking towards the upper half of Qule Peak, you will find a woman in red stepping on the stone steps and hurrying up. When Yu Zhongnan and the others were about to arrive at the bottom of the peak, the woman in red also disappeared at the peak.

If you stand above and look down, you will find 10,000 people sitting cross-legged, all holding musical instruments, around a beautiful white-haired woman.

I don't feel the fluctuation of cultivation in the body of a beautiful woman, but I can't stand here and preach music, I guess it's not an idle person.

In the first row not far from the white-haired beauty, there was an extremely alternative and unusual woman, the woman was wearing a purple gauze dress, three thousand purple hair hung down to the ground, if her beautiful face was not cold, this woman's appearance alone would definitely capture the souls of more than 10,000 male cultivators.

At this moment, the purple-haired woman plucked the strings of the guqin, closed her phoenix eyes and followed the sound of more than 10,000 people playing the heavenly music.

But at this moment, a hand gently touched the purple-haired woman's shoulder. The sound of the guqin is broken.

The moment the sound of the piano disappeared, the white-haired beautiful woman standing in the center of more than 10,000 people suddenly opened her eyes, and her gaze shot straight towards the purple-haired woman.

What catered to the beautiful woman's gaze was a pretty little face, and Yang Qiaozheng begged the beautiful woman with her hands together without saying a word, meaning that she didn't mean to make the purple-haired woman stop playing the piano.

The anger in the white-haired woman's eyes dissipated, and after shaking her head with a wry smile, she closed her eyes again and listened to the music.

Yang Qiao touched his chest, let out a sigh of relief, hooked his hand at the purple-haired woman, and motioned for her to follow him.

The purple-haired woman frowned, was silent for a moment, and then glanced at the beautiful woman with cold eyes, then put the guqin aside and followed Yang Qiao to the periphery.

"Qiao'er! You don't have a lot of guts. Miaoyin's teaching is the most taboo to be disturbed. If you hadn't become Venerable Bai's apprentice, she would have thrown you down from the third peak. The purple-haired woman didn't seem to be able to smile, and asked again with a gloomy face, "Say it!" Why did you come to the third peak to find me? ”

"Hey, hey! Sister, a few **** ago, I heard the musician of the third peak say that in our Holy Martial Academy, you ignore everyone else except for talking to Miaoyin's seniors. They said nonsense, didn't Qiao'er call you to the edge of the peak? Yang Qiao pursed his lips and smiled.

The purple-haired woman frowned suddenly, glared at Yang Qiao and then didn't say a word, and turned around and walked back.

"Sister, wait, Qiao'er's words haven't finished yet." Yang Qiao saw that the purple-haired woman was going back, so he hurriedly walked a few steps to stop the purple-haired woman, and said, "Sister! Do you remember what I told you about my big brother ten days ago? ”

The purple-haired woman's willow eyebrows suddenly wrinkled together, and Yang Qiao, who was looking at it, was slightly stunned, and said: "It's the very powerful brother Qiao'er said, you won't forget it, right?" His hair is half white, half red, and his eyes are dark red, do you remember? ”

"I took you out of the mountain, and burned the largest auction house in Xuanwu Country in order to give you anger, isn't that the person?" The purple-haired woman said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's him. Sister, your temperament is very cold, and my brother is also cold and scary when he kills people. Qiao'er said that when my brother came, I would introduce you to you. Hey! I just heard from Big Brother Yu that he has arrived at the Holy Martial Academy. ”

With an excited smile on his face, Yang Qiao raised his hand and led the purple-haired woman to the edge of the peak, pointed to Yu Zhongnan, who arrived at the bottom of the mountain, and smiled at the purple-haired woman: "Sister, look, what Brother Yu is holding is the big brother I said." Hey? Big Brother ...... He...... What happened to him? How...... How to be held? ”

The smile on Yang Qiao's face suddenly dispersed, and he no longer spoke to the purple-haired woman, didn't even look at her, and rushed straight down the mountain along the steps.

And the purple-haired woman also looked at Ye Feng at this moment, but this glance made the purple-haired woman's body tremble suddenly, and then slapped her head a few times with her right hand, and the expression on her pretty and beautiful cold face was extremely painful.

"This ...... This...... Who is this person? Head...... My head hurts. The frequency of the purple-haired woman beating her head with her hand became more and more intense, but when Yang Qiao had reached the middle of the third peak, the purple-haired woman seemed to remember something, her body trembled violently again, and the cold light in her eyes suddenly appeared and she said coldly: "Ye ...... Wind! ”

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