The scorching sun hung in the sky, and it did not skimp on its temperature, roasting the ground as hot as a furnace. Knowing that the treetops complain about the ferocity of summer, the flowers and plants close their pores to prevent water loss.

Everything in the world is scorched in this furnace, but the Baixiang Mountain is as cool as if it is still in late autumn, and the spring water is clear and cool. The peach blossoms never seem to wither, falling into the lake with gusts of breeze, creating layers of ripples.

On the highest peak of the mountain, there is a sect, which is one of the eight major sects, the Baixiang sect. The remaining seven major sects are the Shushan faction, the Songshan faction, the Kunlun faction, the Wushan faction, the Wudang faction, the Asan faction, and the blood volume mountain family.

Baixiang faction is taught in the Shushan faction, since the tenth generation of Shushan faction disciple Yaoqing Shangxian self-created swordsmanship, independent faction, so the mountain flowers are very much, because this mountain is called Baixiang Mountain, this faction is called Baixiang faction. There is a big hall on the top of the mountain, called Baixiang Palace, and there is a school field outside the hall, called Baixian Square.

Today's Baixian Square is particularly lively, a woman in pink pajamas fell from the sky and fell unconscious in the center of the square, attracting a large number of Taoist priests in light blue Taoist robes to watch. This group of Taoist priests has been on the mountain for more than ten or twenty years, and they have never seen a woman, and when they see it today, they are excited.

"Look, this woman is dressed very differently, she must be a spy of the Blood Mountain!" One of the Taoist priests pointed to the woman and said.

"I don't think so. I see that this woman has no vitality around her, she should be a mortal body, and for some reason she did not appear here. Another Taoist priest said.

The woman was woken up by everyone's arguments, she turned over groggyly, rubbed her head and sat up, and when she saw the people around her, her eyes widened, and she said in surprise: "There are strange things every year, especially this year!" I'm dreaming again?? ”

As soon as everyone saw the woman sit up, they all took half a step back in fright, and looked at her very vigilantly.

"Who are you?" A Taoist priest asked.

"Who are you?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"I am a Taoist priest of the Baixiang Sect."

"I'm Liang Zhiyao, a student at Southern Normal University." Liang Zhiyao patted the ash on his ass and stood up.

She is a first-year girl at Southern Normal University, pure and lovely, excellent in study, loves to eat carrots and dreams on weekdays.

Everyone looked at her with strange eyes, and no one knew what Southern Normal University was. The woman was dressed in a very strange way, and there were patterns on her fluffy clothes, which looked like a cat but not like it. She was barefoot, her hair was scattered, and her eyes were sleepy, as if she were crazy.

Liang Zhiyao looked around, but didn't see the director or camera, it didn't look like he was filming. The woman she met told her to go somewhere, was this it? She crossed over from her phone, it looks like a fairyland, is it a mobile game? However, she doesn't play mobile games, how can such a place come about?

Suddenly, she saw a familiar person in the crowd, and instantly ran up excitedly and shook the Taoist priest's arm and said, "Bai Yifan!" Why are you here! Could it be that the fairy told me that you are the one who is waiting for me? ”

The Taoist priest took her hand away expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "In Xia Baiyi." Girl, please respect yourself. ”

Liang Zhiyao was shocked, how could he admit his mistake? She has liked Bai Yifan for six years, and he knows every smile by heart, the person in front of her has the same score as Bai Yifan, how can it not be Bai Yifan? Could it be that this person is Bai Yifan from another time and space?

"What did you say?" Liang Zhiyao asked.

"Under Baiyi." The man repeated it again.

"The boss is here!"

A Taoist priest shouted behind him, and everyone dispersed and walked towards the hall. Baiyi turned around and left, and Liang Zhiyao saw this, and quickly followed Baiyi to the palace.

When they came to the hall, everyone spread out and stood in two columns, and respectfully waved to the long-bearded old man who walked in from outside the door:

"See the master."

It is so magnificent, the voice is sonorous and powerful, a feeling of being a big school. The head of the house is very majestic, dressed in a blue-gray robe, and his long gray beard is almost up to his chest.

The head of the house glanced at Liang Zhiyao when he passed by, and then sat down on the top position.

"No courtesy." The voice of the head is strong and powerful, and it looks like he should be sixty years old.

Everyone put down their hands one after another, standing in a proper manner and not speaking, one by one like wooden people.

Liang Zhiyao quietly moved to Baiyi's side and asked, "Your head must be sixty years old, right?" ”

Baiyi does not speak.

"You, come here." The head beckoned to Liang Zhiyao.

Liang Zhiyao looked up, and the head of the house was waving at her. She slowly walked towards the head of the house with a confused face, walked to the front, and said to the group of people just now: "Good boss." ”

The people around covered their mouths and smiled, such a wild girl, she didn't understand the rules at all, she was really crazy.

Liang Zhiyao was very embarrassed, the corners of her mouth twitched, she was not a member of the sect, nor was she a person from this world, of course she didn't know how to salute.

"You fell from the sky, and it must be destined by God that you will come to help us break through the treacherous tower and prevent the blood volume mountain family from ascending the tower." The head touched his long beard and said slowly.

"Strange Tower? It turns out that the fairy told me that the strange building really exists. Surely this is not a dream? Liang Zhiyao muttered to himself.

The master's hearing is really good, and he can hear her whispering from a distance of ten meters.

"It's not a dream." The head said.

"Dare to ask the master, what dynasty is it now? What kind of school are you? She asked.

"Dynasty?" The head frowned, "What is a dynasty?" ”

Liang Zhiyao scratched his head and said, "Oh, it's what age." ”

"Five hundred and twenty-three years of cultivation." The head said.

"Xiu Qi? Is my history bad? I don't even know this era name, which emperor's era name is this? Liang Zhiyao thought to himself.

"This is the Hundred Spice Sect, the poor Dao is the head of the Hundred Spice Sect, and the crane is a real person." The head continued.

"I don't know martial arts, I don't know spells, can you let me go back?"

The head smiled: "Dare to ask the girl's name? ”

"Yao in the lower beam." Liang Zhiyao smiled, "Can you let me go?" ”

The head shook his head and said, "Miss Liang Zhiyao, since you have come to my Baixiang Sect, you must be destined by God, you might as well stay here." Don't you want to see the true face of the strange building? ”

She turned her brain, thinking that since she came here, it might be a dream, and she couldn't wake up for a while, so it was better to play here for a while and see what the hell this legendary cultivator was.

"Okay, I'll stay!" She crossed her waist and nodded.

The head stretched out his hand and pointed to Liang Zhiyao's clothes and said, "Then please ask the girl to change her clothes first, and then apprentice!" ”

Liang Zhiyao looked down at herself, wearing pink hello Kitty's fluffy pajamas, uh...... It's a little embarrassing.

"Please, girl." Baili walked up to her and said respectfully to her.