The sixth day of the fifth month.

There are nine fields in the sky, there are nine states in the earth, and there is also a nine-abyss building in the center of the Egret Palace, a total of nine floors, there is a big bell on the top of the building, when the first bell rings, all the entrances and exits of the Egret Palace are sealed, each door is guarded by the disciples of the Youjia family, the surrounding rune seal enchantment takes effect at the same time, and the whole Egret Palace is hidden between the mountains and mountains again.

At this time, the gate of Jiuyuan Building was still closed, and the two columns of Youjia disciples were dressed in uniform white school uniforms, guarding the door with swords, and they had to be straight, but probably due to the influence of the atmosphere within the sect, everyone more or less brought a little bit of the elegance of the sons of the family, not like the guards who did not agree with each other and drew their swords, but like the young masters who came to travel.

There are many monks in front of Jiuyuan Tower, which can be roughly divided into three categories. The first type is usually tough in the background, and the family sect is second only to the four major families in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and they are all talking to each other and pulling people. The second type is the Qunye Road, homeless and unaffiliated, but strong, just lacking a springboard for the world's fame, and most of them are busy dangling in front of the first type of people. The last group has neither a backstage nor strength, and has half the heart and eye of the same kind of people to sneak into the Egret Palace, either busy looking for a sect or busy looking for a master. The three types of people seem to be unrelated, but they are connected by thousands of causes and effects, no matter what they think in their hearts, they can talk and laugh, and make a noise in front of the Jiuyuan Tower.

But the famous families usually don't join in the excitement, the Azure disciples and some of the You family disciples who have no task arrangements stand at the end of the team, but the Azure disciples are ethereal, and the You family disciples are noble and elegant, and they are not much talkative, even if they occasionally talk, they are also soft-spoken and very quiet.

Ji Yanqing is also mixed in this quiet like a decent, standing straight in front of the juniors, like a bamboo growing on the fairy mountain, whether it is a breeze or a hundred years of earthly life, he can escape from the world alone and become a world of his own.

The little disciple of the You family saw Ji Yanqing's real person for the first time, looked at his back, and couldn't help but sigh: "I have heard the good name of the Azure Ji Peak Lord for a long time, and now when I see it, the name is well deserved." ”

The Azure disciple replied: "Lord Ji Feng has only known people, although he enters the Dao with a sword, he does not use the power of sword cultivation to suppress people, and his Taoist insights are even more extraordinary, and he is also a model for my Azure disciples. ”

These words came into Ji Yanqing's ears word for word, and he couldn't help but blush when he heard it.

He really didn't meditate and cultivate because he was affected by the Hongmeng Cloud Qi of the White Egret Palace, he was just staring at people.

Not surprisingly, Xie Wutuan was also in the Egret Palace, wandering around the family like a fish in water, among the Yeluzi monks and low-level monks, he didn't seem to be a person who didn't attract people in the realm at all, he could talk and laugh with anyone, and he was calm, as if everyone was familiar with him, like an old fritter mixed in the fairy world.

Xie Wudu had a merry air, and the green gauze coat covered by his body flew up quickly with his movements, probably because the 'Qiushui fan' in You Baiyi's hand was too famous, and his ordinary amorous fan was not too embarrassed to take it out, so he replaced the white jade in the bundle of hair with a pear blossom, I don't know what weird exercises he used, he wandered around in the crowd, like a fluttering flower butterfly, the pear blossom couldn't stop falling petals, and the half-pillar incense was stunned and didn't fall bald.

Those who were accosted by him didn't seem to want to deal with this notorious mad dog, but they didn't dare to offend lightly, and all the old faces smiled into eighteen-folded buns, which were blown by the wind, and even the belt oil was condensed.

At this time period, Xiaoxiang should have an accident, why is Xie Wudu still here?

Ji Yanqing looked around quietly again, and didn't find a few people from Beichenfan.

It shouldn't be, such a big thing, doesn't the Beichen fan master have to come forward in person?

He had a gut feeling that nothing good would happen to him since he came to this world he began to believe in metaphysics his eyelids began to jump since last night just when he was puzzled he suddenly felt someone approaching it was ji yan.

"What is the master looking at?"

Since she suspected that Ji Yan was Sha Guangjun, coupled with those two very subtle systems, Ji Yanqing felt embarrassed when she saw Ji Yan, so she avoided him a little, and no longer hugged him at every turn like when she was a child.

Ji Yan saw that Ji Yanqing ignored him, and was about to pull his sleeve like when he was a child, but Ji Yanqing grabbed his wrist instead.

"I have something to do, you go to your son Master Xuan first."

Although Ji Yanqing's voice was not very harsh, there was a little obvious warning in the action language, Ji Yan did not lack a heart, and after a little thought, he let go of his hand, but still stood behind Ji Yanqing, and said: "Master Zixuan has discussed the experience of alchemy with other monks, I will just wait by the master's side." ”

Ji Yanqing didn't rush him anymore when she heard this, and continued to stare at Xie Wudu, falling into deep thought. And behind him, Ji Yan also looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

The big bell on the top of Jiuyuan Tower rang again, different from the previous one, this sound was like the sound of the bell chime in the ancient temple of Hanshan, and it rippled round and round in the isolated world of the Egret Palace, and it lasted for a long time, the fine snow on the mountain road, the noise of green bamboo on the fairy mountain, and the openness and emptiness of the monks were all hidden in the bell.

The crowd that was still lively before suddenly quieted down, the door of Jiuyuan Tower opened, and for a while it seemed that fairy music was singing together, and the time of eternity was accompanied by a leisurely long wind, and everyone was solemn and silent, Ji Yanqing, who was a halfway monk, did not have so much emotion, although he was also shocked, but he still looked at Xie Wudu.

What surprised him was that Xie Wuduan had always been an image of a fake monk who was happy to enter the world in everyone's hearts, what he wanted to do if the way of heaven didn't let him do, and it was already incredible that he could live well and not become a lump of charcoal until now, but such a person, without the hippie smile and yang and yin, he looked more pious and almost mournful than others.

Ji Yanqing's heart could almost be said to be shocked for a moment, and once again deeply realized that many things are many people, and it is indeed impossible to see anything just by listening to the words of others

"Master? Let's go. “

Ji Yanqing came back to his senses suddenly, only to find that the people in front of him had entered the door one after another, and Xie Wutu was gone, and he was still here with a group of people, and the little disciples of the two families behind couldn't help but be curious.

Ji Yanqing coughed to cover up the situation and said, "Let's go." “

A group of people also followed into the Nine Abyss Tower.

There are four positions on the first floor of the first floor of Jiuyuan Building, which are reserved for the four people, and the rest are not ranked by generation, but by cultivation, each with its own position, Ji Yanqing's cultivation is neither high nor low, and he sits in the middle position, Ji Yan is stained with his light, and his cultivation is unknown, but he also sits with him.

It was the first time for Ji Yanqing to participate in this kind of meeting that gathered all the great powers of all parties, and felt that it was a bit high-end and a little fresh, like him, a rich second generation who was idle, he really didn't have much chance to feel this atmosphere before, and he was going to have a good feeling, but it didn't take long for him to hold on.

The world meeting is the same, either to discuss or to answer questions, really can't turn over any tricks, plus he is a cross-over, his own metaphysical cultural heritage is not profound, mixed up to the present all rely on the system bonus, without the system is half illiterate, the monks around him listened to the puzzle in his ears are all loud heavenly books, difficult to endure.

Ji Yan had been watching from the side, seeing that he was going to be unable to hold on, his head was little by little, he couldn't help but smile, his right hand clenched his fist to his mouth, and after recovering his dignified appearance, he shouted softly: "Master, bear with it again, it won't be long before it will be over." ”

Ji Yanqing propped up his eyelids in pain, glanced at the high platform with bitter hatred, and deeply understood the mood of his classmates who always used books as screens in the last row when he was in high school.

Fortunately, this kind of bitter and hateful meeting was only held on the first day, and it was disbanded after answering questions and solving doubts, and everyone could talk freely, Ji Yanqing felt alive at this time, and as soon as the three people on the high platform left, as soon as the monks in the hall moved, he was ready to take the opportunity to find Xie Wudu, to see if he could say anything.

His actions all fell into the eyes of Han Cheng and them.

The ninth floor of Jiuyuan Building is also known as Chongxiao Jiu, can take in the scenery of the entire Egret Palace and the Chongshan outside the palace, yesterday happened to be the Dragon Boat Festival, just after the rain, the valley is full of clouds and mist, the fairy spirit is ethereal, the clear aura is gathered on the Jiuyuan Tower, it is completely impossible to see that there are countless dead souls and resentful spirits in this downstairs town, even the walls are like wood carved windows, but the carving is not the flying dragon and phoenix, the birds and flowers, but the real talismans.

Chongxiao Jiushang is very simple, with four chairs and a table, and a pot of tea is built on the table, and the tea is fragrant.

The peony flower smiled and moved, and the purple bamboo shoots from Qinhuzhou came.

Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots in the Jiangnan area, you can know whose handwriting it is when you smell it.

You Baiyi closed his fan and put it on the table, poured a cup of tea for everyone, and said with a smile: "I used to think that Lord Ji Feng liked to be pure, indulged in Taoism, and didn't want to talk to people more, but now it seems that I misunderstood. ”

Han Cheng smiled when he heard this, picked up the teacup, and didn't say anything. It was Mengyangjun who came over, took the tea, drank the tea in a sip like a cow, and said: "You think too much every time, what does it matter if you don't go out, and where you learn is not to learn." ”

Mengyangjun said that he was the leader of Southern Xinjiang, but in fact, Southern Xinjiang bordered the demon clan, and he scattered and cultivated demons, and no one obeyed anyone, he was the strongest alone, and he could clean up that group of people, so he was respected as Mengyangjun, in fact, he was very debauched, his hair was scattered, his clothes were half open, and his flesh was exposed all the time. is obviously dressed in black like Ji Yan, but he looks more evil, but he is very upright.

"Speaking of which, your brother didn't come with you this time?"

The three of them sat down, You Baiyi opened his folding fan again, his folding fan was painted with mountains and flowing water, although the painting was exquisite, but it was nothing, the strange thing was that the painting would move, the turbulent waterfall in the depths of the mountains, the movement was left on the fan surface, every time Mengyangjun saw it, he felt that You Baiyi's fan was the same as his person, and there was another world hidden inside.

"There are too many people brought out this time, and the Gusu You family always has to leave some people to guard."

"Oh? Didn't he cry and shout to come with you? I remember that he used to stick to you so badly that no one could get rid of you, saying that he wanted to snatch you over, and he could cry with people. ”

You Baiyi glanced at Meng Yangjun, helpless at this person's habit of making fun of You Mingyan when he was idle, shook his head and smiled: "How many years ago was the old emperor's calendar, and you always took it out." Ming Yan has improved a lot of cultivation since he grew up, and now it's time to love face, you-" "Okay, you don't need him to protect you, don't talk about it." It's really strange to say that you guys are better than biological,"

"During the Hundred Years War, I was almost cut off from my six relatives, but fortunately, there was a Ming Yan who was born or not, so it didn't matter if I didn't mention this."

At this time, Han Cheng, who had not spoken on the side, finally opened his mouth, he was like a gloomy old crow, hovering quietly in a corner, until people noticed, they could see the lifelessness in his eyes.

"In the past ten years, there has been no major event in the cultivation realm, why did you bring out so many people from Gusu, Baiyi?"

Mengyangjun and You Baiyi looked at him together, and the air around them seemed to freeze for a moment, and only after a while did it melt again in a wisp of tea fragrance.

"A few months ago, I suddenly received a letter from Xiao Xiangzi, saying that he was going north to visit the deceased and that there was an urgent matter, and this year's Egret Palace Qingtan Festival was presided over by me. The situation in Xiaoxiangzi's backyard is special, and you and I both know-"

Hearing this, Meng Yangjun suddenly 'snorted' from his nose, rubbing one foot on the ground, very impatient, and after feeling that You Baiyi and Han Cheng were looking at him, he reluctantly said: "It's okay, Baiyi continues." “

You Baiyi continued: "At the beginning, I only thought that he went north to find the royal family, and from it to open up the joint with Beichenfan, but I didn't expect to lose contact after that, I realized that the situation was wrong, and I went to Xiaoxiang in person, but found that the people from Beichen Fan were already there. ”

"I just saw Xie Wutuan down there."

"Well, some people came to Beichenfan, but Xiao Xiangzi is still nowhere to be seen."

"I sent the eighth senior sister to the flower satin, but there is no news."

At this point, the worries on the faces of You Baiyi and Han Cheng were even heavier, except for Mengyangjun, everyone knew that he didn't look down on Xiao Xiangzi, even now, he didn't touch anything, looked at You Baiyi and Han Cheng, and finally couldn't help but say: "Ziyu, the dust on your hands is about to be bald by you." ”

Han Cheng woke up suddenly, subconsciously looked at it, and found that the dust was still in his arms, and then he said with a smile: "Mengyangjun, you are really broad-hearted. “

He really couldn't find a better word to describe Mengyangjun, and You Baiyi seemed to agree with it.

Meng Yangjun yawned, leaned back into the chair, and his voice was a little drunk and lazy: "I usually stare at the southern Xinjiang and don't mess up, but if it is really chaotic one day, the sky falls, and I am the only one who is stoned to death." It's different from the two of you who drag your family. ”

You Baiyi smiled and said nothing, Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Crooked." ”

"Alas, why is it crooked." Mengyang Jun's tail voice rose, he is probably one of the few monks in this world, who will do whatever the way of heaven does not let him do, and take it as his responsibility not to ascend, and he said wildly, "What is the cultivation of immortals, Ziyu, white clothes, cultivation is free, my line is my heart." ”

"Ziyu and I dragged our family with us, full of burdens, even if we knew that Xiaoxiang was different, we didn't dare to go lightly, even so, why don't Mengyangjun take a trip for us?"

This time, Mengyangjun's face was not very good-looking, he picked up the teapot and drank several cups in a row, which made Han Cheng regret that the good tea was wasted. After he was full, he put down the teacup, wiped his mouth with his sleeve carelessly, and strode out: "If Ziyu is worried about his eighth junior sister, I can find it for him, but as for Xiaoxiangzi." He walked to the door and smiled coldly, "That chicken and dog are broken, I only know how to forcibly seize and bully the soft and afraid of the hard things, whoever likes to go, anyway, Lao Tzu will not go." “

After speaking, he pulled his legs and left, as if even if he just mentioned the three words Xiaoxiangzi, they all polluted the air around him, leaving You Baiyi and Han Cheng looking at each other, and finally Yagongzi You Baiyi poured a cup of tea for Han Cheng again, and said softly: "Ziyu be careful about everything." ”

Han Cheng looked at him deeply: "You too." ”

Ji Yanqing's road to find Xie Wudui is not very smooth, everyone in this building is fragrant, they are like going up to mix a foot, one block and two blocks, Xie Wudu's figure disappeared in a flash, Ji Yanqing wanted to take two steps forward, but was blocked by someone.

"Amitabha, this is the Lord of the Heavenly Green Mountain Ji Peak?"

The person who came was dressed in a robe, holding a tin staff, although a bald head can be seen, but the eyebrows can be painted, like a Buddha lotus that occasionally falls into the world.

"The poor monk is empty, and he scares the donor."

Ji Yanqing was shocked when he heard this, the two major Buddhist gates, Yunming Temple was destroyed in the Hundred Years War, but the Yunmen Temple where the former abbot's junior brother Kongjue was located survived, and Kongjue's cultivation was quite high after a hundred years, but he used to think that Kongjue was an old-fashioned abbot with an old face full of old folds!

The emptiness in reality is neither old folds on his face, nor old-fashioned, on the contrary, he has a pair of clear and ethereal eyes, Ji Yanqing didn't believe in these things in the past, in his opinion, the temple monks are all from 9 to 5, sucking the incense money of those good men and women, but at this moment he has to admit that if there are really any high-ranking monks in this world, Pudu sentient beings, and the courage and kindness of not hitting the south wall and not looking back, it must be like him.

"No, the master is serious."

Kongjue held a string of Buddha beads in his left hand, and Ji Yanqing noticed with sharp eyes that every time he flicked it, one of the one hundred and eight Buddha beads would light up with a little golden light, and it was vaguely visible that it was some Sanskrit words.

"This is Senior Brother Kongyuan's Buddha bone relic." Kongjue's face has always been with a dusty smile, Chong Ji Yanqing saw the salute, quickly dismantled a string of Buddhist beads, picked out the Buddha bone relics of the abbot of Yunming Temple, twisted it with his white fingers, and put it in Ji Yanqing's hand.

Ji Yanqing was taken aback, and almost threw out the relics of the high monk, and hurriedly said: "Master, this thing is too valuable, I-"

"The Buddha only crosses the destined people, and does not ask about external objects. I have been taking this Buddha bone relic with my senior brother for many years, and today I finally got to see someone who is destined, and Lord Ji Feng should not refuse. ”

The born monk was already snow-white, and he was wearing a golden and red robe, which made him look like an unborn demon, he was still smiling, and Chong Ji Yanqing was a joke again, and turned to leave. Ji Yanqing dragged the precious relic in his hand, he didn't accept it, he didn't let it go, it was embarrassing, he looked at the back of the monk who was far away, and intuitively felt that the sentence 'only crossing the fate of the person has no deep meaning'.

"Hell is destined for it." He thought, "The soul under the shell has been changed, what a hellish fate." ”

Although he thought so, he still took the Buddha bead back into his arms after much entanglement.

"Why are you here!"

The voice was close at hand, but it was not Ji Yan's, as soon as Ji Yanqing turned around, he saw a young man standing behind him, pointing at him, full of surprise.

There are not a few good-looking people in this world, and the most unruly Mengyangjun also has a wild chic, but the young man in front of him is okay to say that he is good-looking, but he is a little androgynous, a pair of clever hands are waving around, and a pit can be poked out where he goes.

Where else can I be if I'm not here?

"That's the Heavenly Peak Mountain Xiaoyao Peak Peak Lord, don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Yanqing didn't have time to take care of the children, they were all ready to leave, and they were pulled back to their places by this sound.

That's Xie Wutu, who he couldn't find everywhere.

Xie Wutuno is worthy of knowing that it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me, if you don't dare to refuse me if I have something to do with you, he walked in front of Ji Yanqing, and apologized in one go, gentle and polite, not at all like the notorious mad dog. "Don't blame Lord Ji Feng, I just brought this child back, and I haven't seen anything in the world, so I may think of you as someone I've seen."

It's not a big deal, and Ji Yanqing can't deal with a half-year-old teenager, so he waved his hand to show that he didn't mind, and said: "A while ago, I was drunk for a thousand days by mistake and couldn't meet Master Xie Fan, so please don't blame Master Fan." “

Xie Wudu was very surprised when he heard this, as if it was not him who swept back to the second floor of the inn with sharp eyes that day: "Lord Ji Feng is strict, the effect of a thousand days of drunkenness is amazing, a cup can make people unconscious, and Lord Ji Feng is in good health." At that time, I just didn't expect to meet Azure Daozi in Shuzhong, so I stayed for a while. ”

"Senior sister has an order, we didn't expect to meet Lord Xie Fan in Shu."

Xie Wudu laughed, and put his hand on the shoulder of the fake girl next to him, as if he was sighing: "Yes, I almost forgot, the lord of the Azure Second Peak has always had a compassionate heart." ”

"At that time, I heard that Lord Xie Fan was in a hurry, and it seemed that there was something important, but now he is busy?"

Xie Wutuan shifted a thousand pounds in two or two: "What's important, I'm just working hard for others, there is an order from above, what is not important?" It's Ji Feng's master, get drunk, don't work too hard, so as not to hurt his roots. “

The fake girl who was pressed by him looked at this and that, and all the small movements fell into Ji Yanqing's eyes, as if she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

"What do you want to say, little brother? Also, Lord Xie said earlier that I was like someone he knew? “

The little boy looked very sincere, what did he say, he didn't have a door, and was about to answer, when he was glanced at by Xie Wuxuan's smiling eyes, and there was no sound in an instant, Ji Yanqing glanced at him suspiciously, Xie Wudun immediately said: "Who can compare to the appearance of Lord Ji Feng, I have to say, it may be that the good-looking people in the world are more or less similar, and he is clumsy, and he has not seen a few people, so he just admitted his mistake." Seeing that Lord Ji Feng was looking for someone before, Xie didn't bother much. “

After speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to reply, and invited the young man next to him to leave: "Wan Ting, let's go." ”

For some reason, Ji Yanqing's eyelids jumped wildly, and he still felt that something was wrong, so he stopped him and said, "Where is it?" “

Xie Wudu looked back and smiled, like a prodigal son who had read thousands of sails: "Lord Ji Feng is from the peerless Tianqing Mountain, and he would not want to know such a place." ”

Ji Yanqing frowned, looked at the backs of the two, and saw the young man named Huanting from Xie Wudu's unorthodox back, shaking three times in one step, like a willow, who can raise such a teenager? What kind of teenager is surrounded by good-looking people?

He thought of the name again

Gratuitous, Graceful.

The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender.

Ji Yanqing suddenly felt that she had comprehended the deep meaning of Xie Wudu's last sentence, and her face couldn't help but darken.

Is he really wearing a Xiuzhen novel written by a straight man?!