In the dormitory of the disciples of Hongfei Pavilion.

Shuyu looked curiously at the little girl sitting at the head of the bed in a stupid daze, her face was soft, her chin was pointy, and there was a red mole in the middle of her tightly wrinkled eyebrows, which looked quite beautiful, how could she look ...... Not too happy.

She only turned nine years old this year, and she was able to come to the North Punishment Palace and be selected to stay in the Hongfei Pavilion as a new disciple, but she couldn't sleep for two whole nights after being happy. Is there anyone in this world who is not happy to enter Hongfei Pavilion?

Shuyu still decided to greet her first, after all, from today onwards, in addition to going to the school, they will eat and sleep together: "Hello? My name is Shuyu. ”

Qinghuan glanced at Shuyu listlessly, and the little girl of her age smiled very kindly, with two deep dimples on her cheeks, white and tender cheeks, long eyelashes, and a very beautiful little person. She slumped back, "Oh...... My name is Qinghuan. ”

"Ah, I heard other people gossip about you two days ago! Are you from the Glory and Withering Pavilion? Shuyu exclaimed.

Qinghuan was irritable for a while, don't look over.

"Why? Aren't you already an apprentice of Nan Yangzun? ”

"I ......" Qing Huan was about to answer, and an ordinary disciple ran in outside, urging them: "I'm about to meet Daoist Elder Pingzi, do you still have time to chat?" Come to the main hall! ”

"It's time to apprentice!" Shuyu's eyes sparkled, she stood up on the ground, and took Qing Huan's hand and ran out regardless of Qing Huan's reaction.

Qing Huan still wanted to be immersed in his own world and sad for a while, but he was pulled out by Shuyu without saying anything, and before he could come back to his senses, he had already arrived at the door of the main hall of Hongfei Pavilion.

There were many disciples of her age standing at the door, all of whom had not yet entered the main hall, gathering in groups and chatting in twos and threes.

A boy was closer to Qing Huan, and Qing Huan heard him and the two people around him excitedly say, "Hey, have you seen the three?" I heard from a disciple in the same room as me that he saw the corners of the clothes of the three statues at the door of the main hall of the head two days ago......"

"If it were you, which one would you like to worship as a teacher?" Another child interrupted him, visibly agitated.

A little girl answered with a look of admiration: "Of course it's Rong Huaizun, I've seen his portrait, it's really the same as the gentleman written in the book!" ”

"If it were me, I would like to worship Nan Yang! Although the legend doesn't like to talk very much, he has a cold personality, but he looks beautiful! It's the same as the fairy sister going down to earth. "A little fat man's eyes lit up, and he saw that the hara was about to come out.

"Yu Xiuzun is also very good, it is said that his alchemy is unique in the world, if he becomes his disciple, he will be able to refine the elixir of life!"

Qinghuan listened to the sigh, looked disgusted, and secretly thought: What is so good about Uncle Rong Huai, if you have nothing to do, you will run to Rongkue Pavilion to tease Master. Uncle Yu Xiu is too, he is always so strict with a straight face, and every day he looks like who owes him eight hanging money.

Although the master always keeps a straight face...... However, Master is still very gentle with her! It's better to be a master!

But...... Wait a minute!! …… What they mean by this are...... They will have a chance to worship under the Three Sects in the future?!

Qinghuan was shocked, and any thoughts popped up in his heart in an instant.

Before he could sort out the logic, the door of the main hall was opened by two disciples: "You guys come in." ”

Ping Zilai is a young man who looks no more than twenty-six or seventeen, with a dignified and elegant expression, and his temperament is somewhat similar to Rong Huai, but the outline is a little tougher.

His gaze swept over these new disciples, and when he saw Qing Huan, he stopped for a while. It was really a good time for Nan Yang to send her over, just in time to bump into this group of new disciples who had only come in for a few days. I hope this child is not too stubborn.

"Sit down at your own pace. I won't teach today, but I'll talk to you about the basic matters in the sect......"

As soon as Qinghuan picked a corner seat and sat down, Shuyu, who had been talking to her before, sat next to her and smiled brightly at her. Qinghuan looked at Shuyu's cute smiling face, and her mood was much better.

"The North Punishment Palace teaches the Tao and also the sword. There are also many side jobs for you to practice, such as divination, gossip, alchemy, swordsmithing, and so on. Located in the center of the North Punishment Palace is the main hall of the head of the house, where the head of the head Hong Shengyun sits there all the year round; The Canghai Pavilion of the northeast peak, the Banglang Pavilion of the southwest peak, and the Rongkue Pavilion of the northwest peak live Yu Xiuzun, Rong Huaizun and Nanyang Zun respectively. You have remembered, the main hall of the head of the house and the dwelling of the three deities should not be intruded into without incident. ”

Ping Zilai picked up the teacup in front of him and moistened his throat, and continued: "Where you are now is the Hongfei Pavilion located on the southeast peak. The east side is the pill workshop, the south side is the sword training field, and the sword training field is next to the sword platform. A little further to the west, there is the library of the North Punishment Palace; There is also the sword-forging pond in the southwest corner. Except for the Sword Terrace and the Sword Forge Pool, you can go to these places at any time......"

Shuyu listened to it with a rippling face, and secretly said to Qinghuan: "The North Punishment Palace is really big, I took the map to find Hongfei Pavilion two days ago, but I got lost." ”

Qinghuan pouted: "It's quite big, I've been here for three years and I haven't completely finished shopping." ”

"You've been here for three years, that's amazing." Shuyu looked at Qinghuan with a smile.

Suddenly, a shrill voice sounded in a weird way: "Yes, why isn't it powerful, but people come to understand the people's feelings from His Excellency Rong Ku!" "The word "people's feelings" is very deliberate.

When she looked at her softly, she saw a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old with her arms crossed in front of her chest, her delicate face with a thick provocation, squinting at her.

"I really don't know how much virtue you accumulated in your last life, and if you didn't do anything, you were accepted as an apprentice by Nan Yangzun. I'm looking forward to your strength! The girl lowered her voice, her tone was not polite at all, and she looked at Qinghuan's eyes with a hint of cruelty.

Qinghuan looked at her face, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Where, it's just a little bit better than some people's luck, I don't dare to say that my strength is better than some disciples who have just started." ”

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and then sneered: "Yes, if you are so strong, what are you doing when you are brought to Hongfei Pavilion?" I'm afraid that Nan Yang Zun regretted accepting a stupid apprentice. ”

"My master didn't have it!" Qinghuan changed his face suddenly, there was anger in his tone, and he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Quiet." Pingzi Lai glanced at Qinghuan lightly, showing displeasure.

Shuyu pulled the corner of Qinghuan's clothes, Qinghuan looked angry, and had to endure it, and ignored Shuyu, and sulked by himself.

"Don't mess with her, she is the eldest daughter of the famous family Lan Mansion in Jiangnan, her name is Lan Ze. You know the four great families of the rivers and lakes, right? It's very powerful, I think there are a bunch of people who flatter her every day. Shuyu whispered to Qinghuan about the girl's identity.

"So what?!" As soon as Qinghuan spoke, he became very angry.

"The lord of the Lan Mansion and the head of the Northern Punishment have always been good friends, and I heard that Lan Ze knows a little bit about the Northern Punishment. If she hates you, there is a way to fix you! Shuyu sighed, this roommate of her own got into trouble.

"The people sitting here are all so prominent? What do you do at home? Qinghuan looked at the rain with a little curiosity.

Shuyu was stunned for a while, his face was embarrassed, and his mouth was slurred: "This ...... I can't say ......."

"Oh...... If you don't say it, you don't say it. Qinghuan wilted again and fell softly on the table. She didn't have the slightest mind to listen to Zilai's chattering on it.

The flowing jade around the neck was uncomfortable in the flesh, exuding a trace of warmth. Thinking that this piece of jade also melted a drop of master's blood, Qinghuan's nose was inexplicably sour.

She really didn't like it at all. She misses Master so much.

Thinking about it, Qinghuan's eyes were red again.

That night, Shuyu teased Qinghuan several times, and when he saw that Qinghuan was always distracted, he pouted and climbed into bed.

Qinghuan was lying listlessly on the table alone, she didn't want to do anything, but she didn't want to sleep either. Listening to what those disciples said during the day, and there was also a previous mention by Senior Brother Zi that he and Senior Sister Yuntang had both come from Hongfei Pavilion, it seems that these disciples of Hongfei Pavilion are indeed likely to worship under the Venerable Sect.

In the entire Northern Punishment Palace, only she is an outlier, and it is because of Nanyang's temporary hidden heart that she made an exception. Master still dislikes her as if she was not as good as these regular disciples from Hongfei Pavilion! So I threw her here and rebuilt her.

If she doesn't learn as well as other disciples at that time, will the master not like her anymore, really don't want her, and then choose an excellent disciple to be her little apprentice?

Qinghuan shook her head vigorously, she didn't want to think of this.

Qing Huan clutched the flowing jade hanging around her neck tightly, imagining what it would be like when Nan Yang put it around her neck with her own hands three years ago. The gentle and delicate movements of Master's fingertips, the smooth forehead that hangs down, the bridge of his nose, and the lips that are slightly pursed because of seriousness. Master is so good-looking, the arc of every facial feature is extremely finely outlined, and the good fragrance of plum blossoms on his body seems to have lingered on this piece of flowing jade for three years.

Qinghuan Huo opened her eyes, and she remembered one thing she hadn't done yet—to draw a picture of the scenery of the North Punishment Palace for her master.

Suddenly, he looked at his right hand again.

If you draw this picture with your right hand, Master will be happy to see it.

At the thought of using her right hand, Qinghuan's heart became weak again, and her palms trembled. She slowly reached for the brush hanging on the pen stand, holding it a little nervously in her hand.

Back then, this hand was broken, and the right hand was almost separated from the arm. Even if the muscles and bones are connected, and they are constantly nourished with rare plasters, sometimes they still have a faint pain. Not to mention that as long as you exert yourself, it will be like thousands of ants gnawing on bone marrow, and your heart will hurt.

Whenever Master asked her about the injury to her right hand, Qinghuan didn't want Master to worry, so she reported the good news but not the bad news, and sometimes even lied, and endured the pain. Nan Yang really didn't know, and wouldn't have thought that her ten-year-old apprentice would take care of her feelings like this.

Qinghuan's hand holding the pen shaft trembled, and the ink on the tip of the pen swayed, and finally fell to the snow-white rice paper, and a little thick black slowly spread.

But that pen never went down.

The disciple's dormitory area of Hongfei Pavilion was pitch black, except for the window of this room, there was a little candlelight all night, and Dongfang Lubai was never extinguished.