The night came, ten thousand silences, the courtyard of Xuanyuan Xiaotian's house returned to calm after a whole day of noise, everyone had already fallen asleep early, the mountain in the courtyard sounded the sound of the leaves from time to time, it seemed so lonely, so desolate, occasionally there would be a few insect chirps, that may be the crickets under the night.

The sky is dotted with stars, seemingly distant and mysterious, seemingly chaotic, scattered all over the sky, but in fact it has its own trajectory, which seems to be eternal and unpredictable.

"Uh-huh!"

In the room between Xuanyuan Wuyang and Xian'er, Yan Fang turned over and kicked off the thin quilt on her body, let out a slight dream in her mouth, and then fell asleep deeply;

Xian'er turned over gently, and gently re-covered Yan Fang with the quilt, and then did not forget to kiss Yan Fang's forehead gently, and finally closed her eyes gently and fell asleep quietly.

Xuanyuan Wuyang is not at home, the test conference is approaching day by day, there are more and more people in the You Ming tribe, although it is unprecedentedly lively, but in this noise there are often some unpredictable restlessness, so Xuanyuan Wuyang followed a few elders to help the Linglong leader of the You Ming tribe.

Mrs. Feng, Yating, Huan'er and all the other people in this courtyard are dreaming, no matter what happens during the day, good or bad, when the night comes, the moment you go to bed and close your eyes, they all disappear, to enjoy the peace and warmth at this moment, tomorrow's sunshine will still rise, tomorrow's sunshine will still be bright.

The backyard of the courtyard is empty and quiet, there is no trace of wind and grass, and there is no sound of insects chirping, which makes people's hearts itch; there is a bright light that appears in this silent backyard, which is very abrupt and dazzling, it is the light of the candle flame in the study of the eighteenth master Xuanyuan Zhantian, the night is already so deep, but he has not slept.

The Eighteenth Master Xuanyuan Zhantian was not as thin and sick as when he talked about Changbai Courtyard with Fu Rong, the leader of the Junni tribe, in this study, he had already recovered and was full of energy.

At this moment, he stood quietly in front of the window of the study, looking up at the sky, his eyes were bright, revealing a shimmering divine light, his face was handsome and majestic, and his figure was tall and burly.

Behind him stood thirty-three people neatly, all dignified, majestic, with cold eyes, penetrating the bone marrow, and all of them exuded a boundless and fierce aura, majestic and shocking.

Qingyanzi, Anningzi, Anyazi, Jin Yezi, and Ji Fanzi are impressively listed, and the identities of the thirty-three people are about to come out, they are the mysterious thirty-three sons, the brothers and sisters of the eighteenth master Xuanyuan Zhantian, they met outside the Yueming Valley, just like Xuanyuan Feng, the patriarch of the Xuanyuan family, thought about during the birthday ceremony of Xiaotian, they have many stories......

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of the door opening in the courtyard, and then a figure crept out of the open door, with a light footstep, cautious and very cautious.

When the moon was in the sky, the silver light sprinkled on the earth, sprinkled on the figure, he turned his head and looked around, except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and a few insects, there was no wind and grass, then he gently turned around and gently closed the door, and then quickly turned around and galloped towards the gate, his hands and feet were agile, extremely fast and did not make any sound.

The blinking figure of Kung Fu has appeared under the wall next to the gate, the figure looked at the ladder under the corner of the wall, the corner of the mouth slowly raised an evil arc, the eyes revealed a trace of mysterious light and shadow, black as ink, like an abyss.

That's right, he's Xiaotian, for some reason he hasn't slept at this moment, and he doesn't know where he's going, ghostly, mysterious.

Xiao Tian quickly set up the ladder, and quickly climbed to the wall, the whole process was clean and neat, without the slightest drag of mud and water, he took off the rope around his neck, put it on the top of the ladder, put the ladder down again, the ladder fell back to the place, Xiao Tian's arm gently swung to let the rope leave the ladder, and quickly put away the rope and then turned around and jumped down, and after landing steadily, he used Feng Ling to move towards the distance at great speed, and the direction pointed straight to the back mountain.

The back mountain of the Xuanyuan family can be said to be a frequent story after Xiaotian was born, and it is exciting, first the soup cake meeting of Xiaotian, followed by the bizarre legend of Xuanyuan ancestors and the ins and outs of Changbai Tower, and then there was the inexplicable disappearance of Xiaotian and a little girl, as well as a series of accidents caused by the disappearance, such as the Xuanyuan family's nest dispatch, the high-altitude confrontation between Jiuzhou, the father of Yanjie and the patriarch of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Feng, the shocking of the nameless old man, and the speculation after the appearance of the golden leaf, especially about the mysterious black shadow that appeared in the garden that year, so that the eighteenth master Xuanyuan Zhantian under the rage led the courtyard to cause heavenly changes, so that the Xuanyuan family almost reshuffled the cards......

During the ups and downs, exciting, there is a deep shock, a trace of helplessness, full of joy, and boundless horror, but no matter what happens, no matter what is happening, and no matter what will happen in the future, the Xuanyuan family is being talked about by everyone in Yueming Valley, and everyone's eyes are on the Xuanyuan family, the back mountain of the Xuanyuan family, and the Changbai Tower.

The back mountain of the Xuanyuan family, in recent years, has also experienced great ups and downs, at first the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family Xuanyuan Huan disclosed the secret of the Changbai Tower, here is in full swing every day, the voice is boiling, and then as everyone is helpless against the Changbai Tower, the number of people has gradually decreased, and even later there are only a few people, as well as some children, and those children seem to be just to listen to the story of the unknown old man, and they will not approach the Changbai Tower with the sun at all, I don't know how the adults who sent them will feel.

Later, there was the news that the Changbai Pagoda could test the talent potential, and the news came out from the Xuanyuan family, and it quickly set off a wave of enthusiasm, igniting the hearts of everyone in the Yueming Valley, and making the entire Yueming Valley usher in an unprecedented sensation, and the back mountain was lively again, and there was the initial noisy scene, even if the Xuanyuan family's patriarch Xuanyuan Feng tried his best to control it, but there were so many people with heads and faces in hundreds of tribes, that is, those tribal leaders, big witches, seniors, Generals and others are a huge number, not to mention the patriarchs, elders, and some old friends, friends, etc., so the number of people here is increasing at a terrifying number every day.

In the three days after Xiaotian's disappearance, the news came out quietly, and there was no one in Houshan here, even the people who were already here were trying to leave quickly, for fear of implicating themselves, they all knew the background of the Xuanyuan family, it was not a family in the ordinary sense.

It wasn't until the two months after Xuanyuan Xiaotian's safe and sound return that the back mountain of the Xuanyuan family returned to normal again, whether it was a person with identity and status, or a person who racked his brains to go through the relationship, there were new faces here every day, blending into the vast sea of people......