watched the assessment of the academy's recruitment of disciples, the subsequent change of identity and the fawning of people from all walks of life, which was something that Ning Que was tired of coping with.

What's more, the "Flowers Blooming on the Other Side" he left on King Tang's desk was also recognized, and he was even appreciated by Yan Se, who wanted to accept him as a closed disciple and teach the way.

On the one hand, he is the personal disciple of the master, and on the other hand, he is the successor of the rune master, and it is difficult for Ning Que to choose.

These are not Song Zhe's concerns, because the master is about to return.

The master's plan was disrupted by Song Zhe, and his grasp of things lost his rhythm, and the master finally decided to return early.

The silver dragon sat on the edge of the lake and stuck his two little white feet in the lake, constantly playing with the lake water.

Every now and then, the fish in the lake would open their mouths and bite her toes, each time eliciting her silver bell-like laughter.

Song Zhe looked at this scene and suddenly felt very happy.

It's not that he doesn't have feelings, but he buries his feelings too deep for people to notice.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood that the person he liked, or rather the dragon, was the silver dragon. Whether it is Chrissy, or Chu Wan'er, or even Lucia, they are more like a passer-by in Song Zhe's life journey, some are guilty, some are grateful, but they have never really been moved.

The silver dragon has its own stupidity, and every time Song Zhe sees the lively and lovely silver dragon, the anxious emotions in his heart can be calmed.

"My lord, the fish here are so fun!" Silver Dragon laughed.

She didn't go to watch today's climbing, she thought it was boring to watch a group of people climb the mountain, and it was better to play with the small fish in the lake. In particular, the big white goose with its neck raised high is even more interesting.

Song Zhe stepped forward, rubbed Yinlong's hair, and then sat down next to Yinlong, holding Yinlong in his arms, quietly enjoying the tranquility that belonged to them.

Unconsciously, Song Zhe fell asleep.

For thousands of years, Song Zhe has never really slept, and this is the first time!

Maybe with the silver dragon by his side, he can let go of all his baggage and rest in peace.

Looking at the sleeping Song Zhe, Yinlong caressed Song Zhe's angular face lovingly, and whispered: "My lord, Yin'er can also share a part for you!" ”

Time flies, and Yinlong finds that his love for Song Zhe has not only not decreased, but has become more deeply involved.

If Song Zhe opened his mouth, it would be to dig up her flesh and blood, and Yinlong would not hesitate.

This is the ultimate in love, and you can give everything for that person.

The two spent the night here.

When the morning light sprinkled on his face, Song Zhe opened his eyes refreshed.

Yinlong stared at the dazzling sun with some annoyance, and thought angrily in his heart, you can't come out later, come out so early and wait for reincarnation?

It was not easy for Song Zhe to sleep so sweetly, how Yinlong wished that the night would last!

"Okay, don't be angry with him. It's just the law of heaven and earth, why do you bother? The master is coming back today, and when we meet the old fellow, we will walk around here. Go to Xiling to see the classics, and then go to the Demon Sect ruins to explore. It is said that there are monks here, and they all say that thieves are bald and thieves are bald, and thieves are not bald. We'll be able to see for ourselves then. After comforting Yinlong, Song Zhe adjusted his mentality and went through what he had learned in his mind before getting up and leaving.

The silver dragon is in a bad mood today, and the dragon qi is released, scaring the small creatures such as swimming fish around it into feces and urine, and the good environment has also changed its taste.

The deeply bored silver dragon followed Song Zhe's footsteps and left the lake.

It was only at this point that Muyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with the introverted Song Zhe, Mu Yu is more afraid of the silver dragon.

This is a somewhat willful child, everything comes with his temper, and he doesn't have a serious attack, otherwise how could he beat Li Hunyuan's bastard to death?

Now, Li Yu, the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, is operating everywhere, trying to avenge her younger brother.

Thinking about what happened recently, Mu Yu felt a headache.

The master said that the mountain behind the academy is not allowed to interfere in politics, and he is really right, what kind of mess is it!

……

This was the first official meeting between Song Zhe and his master.

The Master was a tall old man with good spirits, especially those eyes, with the wisdom to see through the world.

It's also an old monster that has lived for thousands of years, and there is a sense of induction between each other.

The master also saw at a glance that Song Zhe was also an antique.

"Song Zhe, I traveled here unintentionally, please give me a lot of advice."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Mr. Song is an honor for our college to be able to come to the college. As for my name, it's been so long since I've forgotten it, and you can call me a cat or a dog like them, it's just a title. "The Master is very carefree, and he never shies away from this.

Song Zhe smiled and said, "Master, I am here this time because I want to ask for advice on some cultivation matters, and of course, I will also take out the corresponding things in exchange." ”

The Master waved his hand and said, "Hey, spiritual exchange is a mutually beneficial thing, what is the exchange? ”

In this case, Song Zhe was not hypocritical, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he and his master had a half-month exchange.

All the disciples of the academy gathered in the back mountain, including Ning Que, who had just completed the counterattack, a total of fifteen people and a dragon.

Although the things discussed by Master and Song Zhe are a bit profound, the road is simple, and when the deduction reaches a certain height, everything becomes simpler.

The so-called looking at the mountain is the mountain, and looking at the water is the water; Look at the mountains are not mountains, and look at the water is not water; Look at the mountain is still a mountain, look at the water is still water.

These are the three realms that are applicable to all walks of life, all fields.

Song Zhe and Master are now in the second realm, they have only seen through the world or part of their cultivation, and have understood his principles, but they still have a long way to go before they can truly integrate him and extend their own understanding.

"I think that this is the case in the world, the so-called Haotian is just a kind of prayer of people to rise to a certain level, a drop of water converges into a vast ocean, and Haotian is born. Back then, the one in Xiling created Haotian in order to protect the creatures living on this land, but now the relationship between Haotian and humans is a little delicate. His existence has restricted the development of human beings, and the contradictions with human beings, especially cultivators, have become more and more serious. The Master was caught up in the memory.

He wasn't the longest-lived man in the world, but he was a well-informed man.

He had heard most of the various cultivation secrets in this world, and some of them he had even experienced.

Everyone in the academy was confused when they heard this, and he didn't know until this moment that the so-called Haotian, Haotian, who was worshiped as a god in Xiling, was actually born due to the prayer of human beings!

Thinking of the current situation of Datang, they don't believe in Haotian at all, and everyone fell into contemplation for a while.

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