Xiao Jiansheng was unaware of the three people in front of him, and his heart was immersed in the world he had created.

The world was huge, the sky was purple, the sun was warm, the earth was undulating, the winding river flowed silently, dotted with beautiful pigeon trees, wild grasses, spring flowers, a magnificent mountain and river full of flowers.

The wounds suffered in this world were quickly erased in that world.

He is small in this world, he is the only master in that world, no one will disturb him, he can walk freely and unrestrained, laugh out loud at will, do all kinds of presumptuous actions at will, pick wild flowers under his feet at will, and even cry out loud.

Only, he was very lonely in that world, and he couldn't find a second voice.

In this world, he couldn't extricate himself from his feet in the ground, he was exhausted, his whole body was covered with wounds, the wounds were stained with sand and yellow-brown dirt, which was shocking, especially one of his arms had been twisted and deformed, and the nails on his fingers were seriously missing, all of which he didn't know, and he didn't know that there were a pair of slender hands, gently combing his messy hair, and arranging his clothes.

It was already dusk, and Bai Yiping finally looked at Chen Shenping and asked worriedly: "Chen Jiaoxi, junior brother he...... Could it be that you can't get out of some kind of trouble?"

Chen Shenping hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and walked in front of Xiao Jiansheng, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then gently brought his fingers to Xiao Jiansheng's eyes, forcibly pulled the corners of his eyes open, a pair of brilliant purple eyes suddenly stared at Chen Shenping, as if to see him through, Chen Shenping hurriedly took a few steps back, and said with some slurred speech: "I can't wait any longer, hurry back to Wuji Palace and ask the ancestor to come forward, otherwise ......"

He never expected this young man to be so stubborn, with the strength of a realm, he wanted to digest all the disordered qi and energy around him, which is also the special physique of the young man, and he would have exploded and died if he called someone else, even so, the young man's mind was still weak, and it was very likely that the original god was accused of being unwilling or unable to get out of the world on his side.

Everyone has their own primordial god, in short, a person without a primordial god is purely a shell.

Once the primordial spirit leaves the body for too long, then this person will also be destroyed, except for those who are extremely profound, of course.

Before Chen Shenping finished speaking, Qin Moran who was close to the water directly picked up Xiao Jiansheng and rose into the air, there was a sword like Changhong coming from the west, she didn't greet Chen Shenping and Yi Pingsheng, and her graceful figure pierced the sky and left.

......

In the Danxia Palace, Haoyue was lying on the desk of the study, looking at a scroll carefully.

Suddenly, she waved her sleeves, and the door to the study opened, followed by three figures breaking in in a panic.

Haoyue looked at Qin Moran, whose eyes trembled slightly, and Qin Moran who was drenched in sweat, and when she saw the young man in Qin Moran's arms again, she frowned deeply, and her slightly angry gaze swept over Chen Shenping and Yi Pingsheng, and directly took the dirty young man from Qin Moran's arms, rushed into the night, and soon the figure disappeared under the Yinfeng Pavilion.

The reason why she asked Chen Shenping to take Xiao Jiansheng out to sharpen was to let Xiao Jiansheng establish a world pattern of fraternity before practicing again, and tell him that in this world, except for the murderers of his grandfather and sister, most people in this world are good, know the world and walk the world, and grow up in the future, no matter how Ziyun will appear in the world and appear in the young man, at least he has a choice of his own, otherwise the world will completely become the picture scroll of the buried mountains and rivers, the desolate world in the eyes of the blind, and the crazy world in the mind of the predictable madman。

This is the last thing she wants to see.

The reason why Hao Yue was so anxious, she knew that once this young man died, Ziyun would definitely find another master, and what the world would be like at that time, I am afraid that no one dared to imagine that no one could control the situation.

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One day, the Wuji Palace in the early morning was like an illusion, hidden in the misty fairy mist, the air was fresh and dripping, the figures were crowded, and the five palaces were full of busy figures.

Tianyi Academy, the sound of books, the new young teacher is leading the students to read through a short essay from the ghost "Fang Jie", the small text is obscure, extremely not rhymed, many students are dizzy to listen, and soon lie down in front of the long table in front of them to make up for the sleep they didn't get enough last night.

Among these people, the most conspicuous is the silly and silly Gao Youcai, saliva flowed, gurgling down, unconsciously flowed to a girl beside him, the girl's slender fingers suddenly felt wrong, her face turned red, and she punched Gao Youcai hard, Gao Youcai got up in a daze, grabbed the girl's hand tightly, and exclaimed: "Mother, Xiao Jiansheng, you finally died, buddy was dreaming of peeking at you and taking a bath, you are so ......"

Almost all eyes were focused on Gao Youcai at this moment, and then looked at Lu Xiaoyue.

The young teacher really couldn't stand it, and left a sentence "The child can't be taught, and the rotten wood can't be carved" and left.

The Spring Breeze Pavilion was in chaos in an instant, and all the disciples scattered as birds.

Gao Youcai was even more chased by Lu Xiaoyue and Lu Xiaoli sisters, seeing that there was nowhere to hide, he only threw a sympathetic look at Lang Yuan, and then went to Shenlong Lake with Leng Qingqiu behind his back.

The desperate Gao Youcai turned into a cloud of smoke and went to Jingting.

The door of Jingting was hidden, and after the fat shoulder slammed the door open, he rolled directly to the ground, and after he reacted, he looked at the scene in the courtyard like a ghost in broad daylight, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

There is a drum-shaped stone pier in the courtyard of Jingting, Xiao Jiansheng, who is dressed in white and has long hair, is meditating with nothing else at this time, his face is facing out of the door, his face is extremely ugly, Yiping in white is covering his face, holding a broom and gently sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the senior sister Qin Moran is holding a basin of water, tiptoeing to clean the corners and corners of the windows, and there are four or five unfamiliar faces, which are also busy, but they are all very careful in their actions, for fear of creating noise.

At this time, Gao Youcai really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Except for Senior Sister Qin Moran, none of these people knew anyone else, but he had heard of it recently, and he had all the numbers in his mind.

Li Moli, Jing Yan, Gou Tiancheng, Tao Qianqian, and Qing Xuan are all elites among some geniuses, usually don't talk about meeting, I'm afraid they can't even hear the cough, however, at this time, they are all focused on listening.

Gao Youcai's head is a little insufficient, but fortunately, he is not stupid, seeing that the situation is wrong, he immediately ran out of the door, it seems that his legs are a little disobedient, and he feels that the door suddenly becomes far away.

Gao Youcai finally rushed to the door, and was just about to flash out, but unexpectedly two women rushed over, especially the woman named Lu Xiaoli, who directly raised her leg and kicked Gao Youcai's big belly.

Lu Xiaoli scolded in a tactful voice: "Tall and fat man, tell me quickly, when did you and that human-faced beast-hearted Xiao Jiansheng peek at my sister taking a bath, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it, the old lady will abolish you today." ”

Lu Xiaoli was about to greet Gao Youcai's crotch, if no one on the side was arrogant, he couldn't even stop Lu Xiaoyue, Gao Youcai was speechless for a while, and quickly tightened his legs, and then covered his head and looked like he couldn't slap his face if he was killed.

At this time, I heard a woman say coldly: "Who is disturbing my junior brother's cultivation?"

It was a delicate-looking woman holding a small wooden dustpan in her hand.