Yun Zhao stayed on Taiqing Mountain, and three days passed in a flash.

In the middle, she neither waited for Zhang Baoqing to summon her, nor did she wait for someone to ask her to practice and practice, and Zhang Jing, the only one who treated her as "never abandoned", did not come again yesterday.

Yun Zhao was anxious, and if he continued like this, he didn't know how to learn to take revenge. But the more anxious it is, the more good things come, last time Zhang Jinglai sent someone to lift her roof, and no one was willing to borrow her ladder to climb up to repair it, Yun Zhao thought that it was spring anyway, and it would not be in the way to wear a few more clothes at night.

This sleep, she burned a whole day and a night.

She had a long dream.

In her dream, she was still a master, she looked at her master, no longer crying, but she was puzzled. Shizun stood at the foot of the mountain plaque of Zuotianmen every time, looking at her kindly.

No matter what she asked, Shizun pointed to the west and said to her kindly, "Little disciple Yunzhao, you look west." ”

She turned her head, and it was the little mound again.

Yun Zhao would wake up every time she dreamed of the burial mound, perhaps because of her own experience, she had an instinctive fear and awe of death or the coffin.

But this time, she stared at the small mound for a long time, but did not wake up.

She stood up and walked to the west, eventually standing next to the mound. Then as soon as she turned around, the stone gate of Shizun and Zuotianmen had disappeared into the dream.

I don't know what drove her, she didn't seem to be able to control herself in her dreams, so she could only watch her hands digging up the soil frantically.

Yun Zhao screamed in fright in his dream.

But it was useless to scream, I don't know how long I dug until my hands were scraped with sand and stones...... Eventually, an old mahogany coffin appeared in front of her.

Her hands trembled as she opened the lid.

Yun Zhao nervously broke out in a cold sweat, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a young girl in yellow lying in the coffin, not what she thought, demons and monsters.

Maybe it was in a dream, so her facial features Yun Zhao couldn't see clearly, like a blurred veil.

Just in the next second, the girl opened her dark eyes, and the coldness fell on Yun Zhao's face through the hazy mist.

She heard the girl's bell-like laughter, and she said, "It's you."

Yun Zhao.

"Yun Zhao! Yun Zhao! Wake up!"

Someone shook her shoulders desperately, shaking her head so much that her head was almost pulpy, and when Fang opened her eyes, there was a big face hanging directly above, and spit stars splashed straight on her face.

"What are you doing, little bolt!"

Yun Zhao wiped his face in disgust, and saw that Fat Dun's face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat hanging from his head, and his fingers trembled and pointed in the direction of the door, "There, there are monsters there!"

Yun Zhao turned his head to look, only to see a pair of red beast pupils staring at them, the giant beast's hair was snow-white, its body was half the size of a room, and even the beast's head lifted the roof halfway, its eyebrows and tail were entwined with wisps of red light, and its nine tails swept back and forth on the wall and the ground uneasily, looking very strange.

Yun Zhao's brows tightened, his gaze at the Nine-Tails was cold and sharp, and his body shrank into a defensive posture, "What are you going to do!"

The nine-tailed fox made a whining sound in its throat, like a baby's cry, and then it seemed to be a little cramped to dig the ground with its two front paws, and "gently" dug out a deep pit that could accommodate a person to lie down, and then looked very aggrieved to lie on the pit, covering itself with nine tails, and even the nose and mouth were buried under the tail, leaving only a pair of red eyes looking at her aggrievedly.

Fat Dun was stunned, he and Yun Zhao shrank together on the wooden bed, swallowing their saliva uneasily, "Yun Zhao, this, do you two know each other?"

Yun Zhao didn't expect such an unexpected situation to happen, and he didn't think about how to explain it to Fat Dun, so he only said lightly that he had picked up a fox, but he didn't expect it to be a demon beast.

"I, I only know that this is about a nine-tailed fox, the book says, it is very fierce, should we go to the same palm to ask for help......" Fat Dun was so frightened that he squeezed in again.

"No!" Yun Zhao interrupted him categorically, "This demon beast can help me find the murderer of my entire sect disciple, and it can't be handed over to others." ”

"But maybe there is more way to teach than we children......"

"I don't believe him, in my heart, only I can trust. Yun Zhao remembered the way this fat dun was eager to wake him up, he was afraid that he would be like that and he didn't leave her to run away alone, and this friend didn't make friends in vain, so he said: "Of course, Xiao Shu, you are my best friend now, the second person to believe." ”

Fat Dun originally felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her say this, but he didn't care, but when he heard Yun Zhao's later sentence, his eyes were as bright as stars on a summer night, so he patted his chest proudly, "I also treat you as a good friend, don't worry, I won't tell others." ”

Yun Zhao smiled, and was worried about how to hide the huge nine-tails in the house, when a dazzling light flashed, and the two of them opened their eyes again to see, the nine-tailed fox had shrunk into the size of a tanuki and was lying in the pit, and the nine tails had also become one, leaving only the slightest red light around the body that had not faded.

After a while, the red light gradually faded, but the little fox had a few more pinches of light red hair on his forehead and sideburns, which looked like he was born with it.

Fat Dun was amazed, his little head didn't understand the meaning of the nine-tailed fox for the time being, he only felt that this junior sister was magical, and such a strange thing could be picked up by her.

After lunch, the news finally came from the front hall that she was going to practice with the door.

"I heard that it was Zhang Jing who mentioned it to the teaching elders. Fat Dun squeezed his eyebrows and looked constipated.

Even he didn't think it was right, how could Yun Zhao not notice it?

Zhang Baoqing brought her back by himself, and never asked her for news again, thinking that he didn't care much about a little orphan girl like her. As for Zhang Jing's appearance, it's just that she dislikes the old disciple's residence to clean up her troubles, and change it to a place where she can reach out.

Zhang Jing was humiliated by Senior Brother Xiaoqi, and it was like he wanted to have a grudge with her for several lifetimes.

However, the crooked beating is in line with Yun Zhao's intentions, even if he insults a few words, as long as he can learn the ability, as long as he swallows his anger and ignores Zhang Jing, he will not dare to beat himself to death openly.

When Yun Zhao arrived at the Shangqing Palace, he met an elder teaching in the hall.

"Are you Yun Zhao?" The elder ranked fifth in the sect, Dao number Fang Kui, looked Yun Zhao up and down a few times, and didn't see anything worthy of Tang Miao's mind, so he nodded, "Find a place to sit down yourself." ”

Yun Zhao saluted respectfully, and then saw the last row of Jianheng who was squeezing his eyebrows at him, so he walked over and sat down.

"The so-called good and evil are endless, and the cycle is interdependent, and the way of heaven is unprovoked, and it is neutralized. Elder Fang Kui spread out a book in front of him, read two sentences, and felt that it might be a little obscure, so he closed the book and looked at a group of young children.

This principle can also be demonstrated in the Xuanmen. Some sects act on behalf of the heavens, eliminate violence and peace, drive away demons and defeat demons, and take it as their responsibility to protect the normal operation of the heavens; there are also sects that specialize in demonic and evil things, exploiting the loopholes of the heavens to earn money, taking away people's blessings, and stealing people's lives......"

"Dare to ask the elder, the first category must be like our Taiqingjiao, but the second category is ......" Zhang Jing clenched his fists, frowned and thought for a long time, and then pointed to the back row, suddenly realized, "I know, the second category must be like Zuotianmen!"

There was a burst of laughter in the hall.

Yun Zhao clenched his fists.

"Ahem...... Fang Kui didn't say anything, motioned for Zhang Jing to sit down, as if nothing had just happened, and then continued, "There is another category, that is, loose cultivation that is not within the dogma, and it does not distinguish between good and evil......

Holding his breath in a class, Yun Zhao couldn't listen to what he said later.

As soon as he got out of class, he grabbed Yun Zhao's hand and wanted to run out, but as soon as Kankan turned around, he was stopped by Zhang Jing's people.

"Well," he squinted and laughed, "two orphans, a litter of waste. ”

Yun Zhao's clenched fist was wrapped in a sweaty fat hand, so she gritted her teeth and endured the thought of raising her head and spitting Zhang Jing.

"How is it?Yun Zhao, aren't you happy to be able to go to class?" Zhang Jing seemed to be very happy to torture Yun Zhao, "I don't care if your crippled brother hurts my face, but let you come to class, shouldn't you kowtow to me to thank you?"

"Zhang Gongzi...... Senior brother, let Yun Zhao go, she didn't dare to be disrespectful to you in her heart...... "It was Fat Dun who spoke, he was sweating with fright, but he still stood up and blocked the girl back.

"Wang Jianheng, is there a place for you to speak?" A girl in pink clothes walked out behind Zhang Jing, it was Tang Mang, the second daughter of the second elder Tang Miao, at this time, her delicate face was full of disgust, snuggled up to Zhang Jing, and looked at Yun Zhao and Fat Dun with disgust, "Don't forget who asked the master to adopt you, do you want to stand next to this orphan and fight against me?"

Seeing Heng's round figure trembling, it was Tang Mang who brought him into Taiqing, although she only regarded herself as a scholar servant, but if she didn't save her life, she would probably freeze to death and starve to death on the street. He thought of his only friend Yun Zhao again, and he was a little dilemma.

After a while, Fat Dun gritted his teeth, "Gongzi Zhang, Miss Tang, can I kneel for you for Yun Zhao, Senior Sister has a fever and is not well yet!"

Yun Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled Jianheng's clothes up, blocking his momentum of kneeling, and looked coldly at the group of people in front of him, his eyes fell on the faces of Zhang Jing and Tang Mang, who were the leaders, "Zhang Jing can't beat my brother, and now he is thinking of a way to humiliate me, why are you, Miss Tang, an enemy of me?"

"For no reason, looking at your poor and sour appearance, Miss Ben is just displeased. Tang Mangsheng is delicate, but the words he says are first-class and ugly, his mouth is full of bitterness, and he doesn't know how much he has lost his beauty and temperament.

"You don't have to say much to this lonely man, if you don't kneel and kowtow to Young Master Ben a few times today, don't think about going out through this door. Zhang Jing said viciously.

Yun Zhao stood still.

"Someone! Escort her to kneel!" Zhang Jing gave an order, and several dog-legged disciples rushed up to grab Yun Zhao's limbs and escorted her to kneel.

Seeing Heng was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Yun Zhao didn't practice anything else in Zuotianmen, but her foundation was solid, and her body was quite strong, and for a while, those little disciples had no way to take her.

Zhang Jing sneered, raised his foot and kicked her knee fiercely.

This kick was solid, and Yun Zhao fell to his knees with a scream.

She hated Zhang Jing in her heart, and she wanted to peel him off her bones, but she stared at him with red eyes and laughed, "Just kneel, what's so difficult, who hasn't knelt down to a dead person? I saw you Zhang Gongzi die today, and it's not impossible to worship you in advance......

"Slut!" Zhang Jing slapped him again.

"Qin'er, Mang'er, presumptuous. Fifth Elder Fang Kui slowly walked out of the shadows, looking at a group of nonsense disciples, but he just reprimanded, not caring much, "Why don't you all go back to your own house quickly!"