Shu Twelve and Jiang Liu'er were taken home and recuperated for a few days, and the adults did not blame them, but were happy to see them in such a youthful and vigorous appearance.

Shu Huan also took this matter to show off everywhere in the intelligence office, and proudly carried a sum on the scroll in the Wendao Zhuang Xianxiu Mansion.

Record the new techniques that originated in their special family, the Spiral Hot Wheels and the great name of the founder, Shu XII.

Shu Twelve was very disgusted by this, and always felt that the people in the village, including his parents, had too narrow vision, and he dreamed of going to the outside world to experience it.

Just like Jiang Liu'er, when he comes back, his strength will take an amazing leap, or if he goes to another bigger world, he will not come back.

Donglu has not met the spring for a long time, the rain is resting, the surging river retreats, the mud roads that extend in all directions in the southwest, north, south and east are also gradually dried, and the college bell rings, and now the class has begun.

The beginner class was full of students from all over Donglu Village, and the instructor had been replaced by a junior squad leader of the garrison battalion, responsible for arranging the daily training of the students.

Almost all the girls in the class sat in the front row, and Jiang Liuer's previous position was at the back, but now he also took the initiative to change to the first three rows, no longer the crane tail mentality of broken jars.

It just so happened that Shu Twelve was sitting behind him, and he always felt that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him during class.

Whenever I look back, I see a hippie smiling face that is not flattened.

The decisive battle some time ago did not affect the friendship between the two, although they were both seriously injured, but after all, they both gained a lot.

The course has entered the review stage, and there are still three days left for the graduation exam arranged by Wen Daozhuang, Nan Huairou and Yin Xinyue have always been good friends, and they are discussing going to the academy training ground to make pre-exam preparations.

Shu Twelve silently walked in the crowd after class, and followed the two of them to the training ground.

Jiang Liu'er didn't have much interest, but he suddenly wanted to go to the Qianling Mountains behind Nancun to have a look, the Yunyu Pavilion on it seemed to be the biggest secret in the village, and he had never heard anyone mention it.

Yunyu Pavilion will only be opened once in each generation of Xianxiu funeral days, and the village will secretly send someone to send Xianxiu's body to the pavilion, and the mourner has never appeared again.

They may be expelled from the village, or they may be cleared, in order to cover up some shocking secrets, but in the end, it always comes down to thinking about the village.

For the sake of the perfection of the overall situation, there will always be some small sections, which is the logic of Wendaozhuang's management.

If it had been placed before, Jiang Liu'er would not have to worry about it, everyone should have some secrets, and the village should naturally have its own unknown privacy.

But what Emperor Rulai said has been bothering him, there is a long history before the sixth Xianxiu of Donglu Village, maybe this history will explain why today's Xianxiu are all people with foreign surnames.

For some reason, if Yin Shu Nanhuai's three families are restricted from inheriting the position of virtuous cultivator, is there still any point in his own efforts and Shu Twelve's efforts?

Standing on the high corridor of the college, you can overlook the whole of the North Village.

Wendaozhuang is engraved in the center of Beicun like a delicate white crescent, while Donglu Academy is surrounded by a white crescent moon like a round scorching sun, as if the sages of the past generations have opened their arms to protect the seedlings of the village.

These two buildings, which resemble the sun and the moon, sit on a low hill and are more than a hundred feet taller than the houses on the ground level.

The crescent-shaped Wendaozhuang is cut out of several floors, the top floor is the mansion of the virtuous cultivator and the office place, and the lower part is the garrison camp, the information center, and the medical center.

The five-story teaching building is designated as a beginner's class, an intermediate class, an advanced class, a major class and a tutor class.

The outermost part of the five-story building is a circular corridor, and between the high corridor and the white crescent is a wide courtyard, which is divided into four areas by the south, east, south, and northwest, and the south-facing training ground is exactly at the jaws of the white crescent.

The south courtyard is connected to the wide avenue outside the village, and the road is flanked by dense forests, and the terrain slowly descends towards the periphery until it is level with the ground level.

Standing on the high corridor outside the beginner's class, you can just look at the South Courtyard from afar, although the distance is not very clear, but the field of vision is broad, and if you raise your head slightly, you can see the Yunyu Pavilion on the top of the Qianling Peak on the continuous Donglu Mountain and the Qianling Peak against which the South Village is back.

At this time, there are many students gathered on the training ground of the South Academy, both junior high and high schools, and they will stay until sunset at this time of the day when the class is over.

Jiang Liu'er silently looked at Yin Xinyue and Nan Huairou on the field, they had a lot of fun with Shu Twelve.

Waiting for the sky to get dark, the sun set and the moon to fall, and the training ground will come back in twos and threes.

Jiang Liu'er sneaked out of the academy by taking advantage of the dim sky, followed Yin Xinyue and the three of them from a distance, and watched them separate and return to their respective homes on the Hengtang Bridge, and then boldly ran towards the mountain behind Nancun, passing through several familiar alleys to the foot of the mountain.

The cyan stone ladder of 10,000 steps rises from the ground, attaches to the steep Donglu Mountain and extends crookedly to the peak of Qianling, the 10,000-step ladder arrives at the Yunyu Pavilion like a snake twisting and turning, and there are countless white birds on both sides of the stone ladder, chirping and foraging for food and playing.

Jiang Liu'er looked up at the high pavilion among the clouds, and couldn't help laughing, if this is the height of the virtuous cultivation of the past dynasties, step by step, just let the cloud open the way for me, only that day I can't cover my eyes.

The sky was gradually darkening, but the Yunyu Pavilion above his head was faintly fluorescent, and a dry thunder slashed, and the lightning pierced the vast night sky, making Jiang Liu'er tremble for a while.

Turning around, a bonfire was lit on the riverside between the north and south villages, and a group of villagers gathered at the head of the Hengtang Bridge with torches, as if they were staring at the mountain road here.

The Sixth Virtuous Cultivator Baihua Tribulation stood on the roof of the white crescent moon and stood in the wind, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sky, but his mouth was muttering to himself.

"This kid didn't belong to Donglu Village...... Although your Yin family doesn't say it, then Aqing's sister-in-law is responsible for the entire village before she dies. ”

"Now the White River is surging, there are bursts of dry thunder, and the well water is backing up...... This is an ominous sign!"

At this moment, a person behind him disappeared from the darkness, leaning on crutches, trembling and rubbing the white beard that had his chin pulled down to his chest.

Baihuajiao didn't turn around to know who this person was, and asked coldly:

"Lord Houtu, you have always protected Jiang Liu'er, do you know where he is now?"

Houtu raised the hat on his head and coughed a few times, but he didn't speak.

"Hmph..... Jiang Liu'er went to Qianling and was walking to the Yunyu Pavilion!" Baihua was angry, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with this old man, but only raised his voice.

"Thousands of things in the world, a game of chess in the sky, is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided!"

"The catastrophe is coming, Donglu Village is going to suffer, is there no way to crack it?" Baihua Tribulation stared at the old man, and his attitude became humble.

After a while, the old man spoke leisurely:

"Yes, send someone up and get him back. ”

"The Ten Thousand Steps Green Ladder doesn't exist at all, it's just a miracle, an illusion that is even older than Donglu Village, no one can find the way up, unless...... Undertaker, do you have to die now?" said Baihua Zhai with a sigh.

The old man of Houtu stopped talking, only stood quietly, watching the torches by the Hengtang Bridge gather more and more.

Jiang Liu'er was stunned halfway up the mountainside, frightened by the movement below, as if he was known to everyone the moment he sneaked into the Yunyu Pavilion, he felt extremely frightened, what was calling him, and what was informing the villagers.

Everything that should have been used to has now become unusual, and there is something hidden under the surface of Donglu Village, which has only touched the tip of the iceberg, but has caused such a movement.

The more frightened Jiang Liuer was, the more he wanted to know the truth, and he turned around and ran upward.

The fire below seemed to be a little bigger, and the noise was faintly heard, but he didn't want to see anything with his back on his back, but stubbornly ran up......