It is still a pure white cloud boat, like a small courtyard, a few Yuhuan flower trees planted in the magic pot are placed in the yard at will, and the light yellow petals are fluttering one after another, falling leisurely on the azure jade table, the cold fragrance is faint, and with the clouds in the distance, it floats slightly.

Ye Qingchen sat alone at the stone table, quietly studying the jade slip in his hand under the splendid rain and flowers and trees. White-clothed and black-haired, clear and sparse, occasionally with light yellow petals falling on the shoulders, lingering and refusing to leave, there is a chic **, transcendent Tsinghua.

Ye Qingchen's aura was too strong, since he got on the cloud boat and set foot on the road to Tianyin Pavilion, Qingyue pulled Fang Jianxin back to his room to chat, and Ye Xiao also studied the exercises in his room.

Fang Jianxin had sat on a flying magic weapon countless times, but he had never sat on such a comfortable and exquisite flying magic weapon. couldn't help but sigh softly: "Yunzhou, which is worthy of being the 'Prince of Qingchen', is really exquisite and comfortable to the extreme!" ”

"Is 'Qingchen Gongzi' famous?" Qingyue asked curiously. Although she could guess that Ye Qingchen was not simple, she didn't know how unsimple it was.

'Of course!' 'Qingchen Gongzi' is the only descendant of Yueyang Fengtian and the ancestor, their lineage only accepts Lei Linggen disciples, and they have always been thin, and there are only two ancestors and 'Qingchen Gongzi' on the mountain in this generation. Tianhe Patriarch's family name is Gu, he is a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, Tianlei Linggen, 'Qingchen Gongzi' is also a Lei Linggen monk, with Tianhe Patriarch to practice thunder attribute exercises, at the age of thirty-four he became a Jindan, is the youngest monk in Tianyin Pavilion at present, with a high reputation and seniority. ”

"Is Sister Fang also a disciple of Tianyin Pavilion?" Qingyue then asked.

"Not yet, but this year, Tianyin Pavilion will open the mountain gate, and I will definitely go to apprenticeship." Fang Jianxin responded, thinking of his master and sisters in his previous life, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

"What is the 'opening of the mountain'?"

"Every ten years, Tianyin Pavilion will open the mountain gate and recruit new disciples, commonly known as 'opening the mountain gate'." Fang Jianxin's expression was a little gloomy, and he explained in a low voice.

The atmosphere was a little silent for a while, and the purple spirit in Qingyue's arms suddenly screamed a few times, Qingyue came back to her senses and looked at Zi Ling, but saw the little guy staring at the snow-colored cloud fox coming not far away, and his tail was wagging happily.

Yunhu hung a storage jade pendant around his neck, I saw it jump on the stone table, and then took out a small wine jug and a small wine glass from the jade pendant, and deftly poured the wine from the pot into the wine glass, and then the two snow-white front paws held the wine glass, and took a small sip.

Qingyue looked funny and let go of the little one. Zi Ling jumped out of Qingyue's arms and ran towards the little cloud fox. Jumping on the stone table, he looked at the wine glass in the cloud fox's paws flatteringly, and called in a low voice twice. The fist-sized purple spirit stood next to the cloud fox, which was about the size of an adult's palm, and it was very interesting.

Zi Ling grinded for a while, and Xiao Yunhu finally reluctantly put down the wine glass and retreated to Zi Ling.

Zi Ling's wish was granted, and he stretched out his soft tongue to clean the wine. Then the little one took two steps back, and suddenly fell headlong on the stone table.

"Purple Spirit!" Qingyue hurriedly rushed up and checked it carefully, still not knowing what was going on with the little guy.

"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Ye Qingchen appeared at the door.

Qingyue handed the purple spirit to Ye Qingchen.

"It's drunk, so let it touch less wine in the future." After Ye Qingchen checked it, he said lightly.

"Poof!" Fang Jianxin laughed, Qingyue mentioned the little guy speechlessly, and threw it into the Biluo space.

Suddenly, Ye Qingchen's face changed, and he walked quickly to Ye Xiao's room, "Ye Xiao should have entered the Qi refining period, you stay here, I'll take a look!" ”

Before, Ye Qingchen personally exercised his skills to help Ye Xiao turn away his Yuan Force, and instructed him to start meditating to feel the spiritual power. I don't want to, it's only been half a day, and Ye Xiao has entered the first layer of qi training.

"Your brother is so talented!" Fang Jianxin said with sincere admiration.

"Although my brother has lost his Yuan Force, his physical foundation is still there, and his cultivation will naturally be fast!" Although Qingyue said this, there was still a little excitement in her heart that she couldn't hide.

As soon as Qingyue's voice fell, Ye Qingchen walked out of the room. Behind him, followed by Ye Xiao, who had changed his clothes. After washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, Ye Xiao's demeanor is even better than before, with a long body and a graceful demeanor, which makes people forget to see it.

"Ye Gongzi has a good demeanor!" Fang Jianxin's face was slightly red, and he exclaimed.

"Brother is so good-looking!" Qingyue was overjoyed, and she also echoed it.

"Praise!" Ye Xiao smiled lightly and said softly.

"Ye Xiao, your cultivation still needs to be consolidated, and you can't slack off. Qingyue, you also have homework to do. Ye Qingchen felt for no reason that she was too indulgent to Qingyue, so that she was too distracted by other people and things, so she took out a jade slip from her sleeve, "Go back and memorize it, I will ask at night!" ”

Qingyue raised her head pitifully, trying to find a little trace of loosening from that expressionless face, helplessly, Ye Qingchen was not moved, obviously made up his mind.

Ye Xiao seemed to want to open his mouth to plead, but before he could open his mouth, he touched Ye Qingchen's faint gaze, and swallowed it back when he got it.

Qing Yue took the jade slip and walked towards her room with a bitter face. Fang Jianxin really felt pity for Qingyue, and just wanted to go over to accompany her, but was stopped by Ye Qingchen, "Yue'er is really too playful, it's time to take it away." I heard that my aunt is in retreat again, but I don't know how it is going? ”

Qingyue didn't turn around, but she couldn't help but stop.

"Mother is going to rush the level, I heard that it will not be out of the customs in twenty years, Kenshin may not have seen his mother for a long time!" Fang Jianxin didn't understand why Ye Qingchen asked him these things in public, but he also answered truthfully.

Qingyue's heart sank.

She knew that Ye Qingchen was using Fang Jianxin's mouth to reveal the news to herself. At the moment, his heart trembled slightly, and he walked back to his room quickly, unable to tell what he felt in his heart, and looked at the jade slip in his palm in a daze, and did not move for a long time.

"My aunt is not an ordinary woman, her mind is far tougher than ordinary people, and she won't have an accident, so you don't have to worry." I don't know when, Ye Qingchen appeared in the room, one hand gently stroked Qingyue's shoulder, and the other hand gently opened the window, the light yellow rain flowers bloomed and fell, and the faint and cold fragrance made Qingyue's mind clear.

"I know that if she's okay, I'm worried in vain, and if she is okay, I'm worried about nothing." Qingyue said in a low voice.

"If only you understood." Ye Qingchen knew that Qingyue was gradually accepting the long-term separation from her mother, they had lived together for so long, and when they separated in an almost decisive way, they must have left many traces in their hearts. Under her smiling face, there is a pain that is not known to outsiders. If you don't guide it in time, it will be extremely unfavorable to your mood. Therefore, there are words and things that are necessary in spite of the pain.

Looking at Qingyue's thin body and complicated face, Ye Qingchen felt distressed, but he didn't regret it. He didn't allow this matter to become Qingyue's heart knot, or even the demon in his heart. If necessary, he wouldn't mind reminding her in such an almost cruel way, training her, asking her to learn to balance her mind, learn to restrain her emotions, and learn to weigh trade-offs until she grows into a truly fearless and strong person.

Qingyue gently picked up a rain flower, and her eyes looked through the large area of rain and joy trees, in the light yellow, a little quiet.