"Strange, where did Ling Zhan and Fang Lang go?"

Seeing Xuanzhou landing, Feng Ran, who was watching the sea of clouds by the window of Xuanzhou, jumped down directly with Xiao'er in his arms, and then looked at the disciples of Taishang Tianshan who were all around him with a burning eye, and then scattered away.

"Trouble?" Feng Ran sighed, then thought about what she should do.

According to the things Feng Ran did in the Heavenly Monument Test. Just look at the reactions of the surrounding disciples, and no one will come up to help at all.

Just when Feng Ran was worried that Ling Zhan couldn't find it, and didn't know what to do, he suddenly saw another familiar figure among the disciples of the Taishang Heavenly Mountain around him.

"Excuse me, as a disciple who has just entered the door, where did I just go now?" Feng Ran said with a signature smile, thinking, well, although it is a little troublesome, it is better than the other one.

"Huh?" Murong Xin looked at him strangely: "The new disciples who join the sect will have an elder in charge of receiving them, and there is no elder to pick you up?"

Seeing that Feng Ran suddenly stopped Murong Xin, who was about to leave Xuanzhou, all the male disciples of the Taishang Tianshan Mountain nearby instantly stared at him with unkind eyes.

Hey, boy, it's not the Tianbei test now, if you dare to make a move on Senior Sister Murong Xin......

Feng Ran felt the information coming from the sight around him, and listened without changing his face.

"Guiding Elder?" Feng Ran's smile cracked, and then he felt bad in his heart.

"Well, that's right, although this time in the Heavenly Tablet Test, the Seven Sects did not openly select disciples because of you, but there should still be an elder in charge. Murong Xin didn't pay attention to the nearby eyes, and said very normally.

"Is that so?" Feng Ran said, and the child in his arms suddenly 'whined' and bit his collar.

"If you don't know what to do, I can take you to claim the sect token. Murong Xin proposed.

Damn! Senior Sister is willing to take him to Juyun Peak!

Feeling the stronger hostility around him, Feng Ran didn't have time to ask where to pick it up, and left in a hurry: "No need, then I'll leave first." ”

Saying that, he turned around and was about to leave quickly, Murong Xin looked at him with some strange eyes, and suddenly became anxious, and was puzzled.

An elegant and smiling voice sounded: "Senior Sister Xin'er, don't bother, Uncle has already asked me to be in charge of his guidance." ”

The white elegant long dress with light yellow embroidery, as if out of the painting, Yun Xiyao fell in front of Murong Xin with a light smile, and then Feng Ran's movements were instantly sealed by a mysterious force.

Feng Ran sighed weakly, in the past few days, Yun Xiyao has always been looking for trouble with him, as long as he is caught alone, he will use his cultivation to trap himself, and all kinds of temptations.

I didn't expect that I still couldn't hide when I arrived at the sect, and I knew the moment I was reminded just now, so I left without caring about anything.

"So? No wonder. Murong Xin nodded.

"Well, that's right, then I'll leave on his behalf first, remember to help me say hello to Senior Sister Huaye. Yun Xiyao said with a smile, and then looked at Feng Ran, who was imprisoned by herself, and when she used the realm to bully Feng Ran and make him helpless, it always made Yun Xiyao's mood very good.

"Then, junior brother, let's go!" walked up to Feng Ran, snatched the child from his arms with a light smile, and then Yun Xiyao said with a smile.

Feng Ran was silent, this, what else can you say?

"It's really jealous that Fairy Yun is actually in charge of his guidance!"

For them, people like Yun Xiyao are the ones they said, no, seeing them from a distance is enough to satisfy them.

"Don't be stupid, have you forgotten how that 'Fang Lang' Heavenly Monument slapped Fairy Yun in the face when he tried it?" the other disciples reminded them.

"That's right, hmph! Fairy Yun must have taught him a lesson!"

Ignoring the surrounding discussions, Yun Xiyao took out a white whistle and blew a strange tone, and then a white crane immediately flew over.

"Okay, let's go!" Yun Xiyao said and took Feng Ran to step on the white crane together.

The white crane flew up, the surrounding clouds and mist were filled, and Feng Ran sighed weakly in his heart:

"You'd better untie me first. ”

......

"Alright, it's here!"

The two jumped off the white crane and came to the foot of a mountain peak.

"Where is this? If the place to receive the sect token is not such a quiet place, right?" Feng Ran found this mountain peak at a glance, and there was no popularity at all, revealing a sense of seclusion.

"Hehe, isn't this where you want to be?" Yun Xiyao smiled mysteriously.

"Oh, you mean?" said Feng Ran thoughtfully.

"What should you call me?" Yun Xiyao didn't answer Feng Ran, and looked at the green mountains in the distance alone.

Feng Ran was stunned suddenly, then shook his head and smiled, and said, "Senior sister." ”

I don't know what's going on, Feng Ran screamed so happily, which made Yun Xiyao not much joy, but there was a feeling of a child's random request, and then the elders smiled and agreed, which made her very uncomfortable.

So the smile on her face became even more charming: "Uncle Shi, he agreed to your request and promised to let you freely refer to the Xuanxuan Lower Grade and the following Xuanji in this Tibetan Secret Peak. ”

"Oh, that's a lot of savings. Feng Ran smiled.

"Do you know how much benefit you have got? Ordinary disciples need a thousand contributions just to enter the Hidden Secret Peak, and they can only choose ordinary Xuan Jue to refer to, and you can watch it at will now. Yun Xiyao reminded.

"I know that it is normally impossible for a disciple to refer to the mysteries at will. Feng Ran nodded and replied.

Casual?Yun Xiyao smiled silently.

As they spoke, the two of them had already walked to the entrance of a large hall.

"The Great Hall of the Exercises of the Tibetan Secret Peak is built inside the entire mountain, so remember not to make too much vibration after you go in. Yun Xiyao said instructively, and then crossed the hall that entered the door and walked into a room at the back.

Countless dossiers and files were scattered at random, and an old man was holding a bamboo cane and falling asleep with his eyes closed.

"Bamboo Lao. Yun Xiyao greeted the old man respectfully.

"Oh, it's you, Miss Xiyao!" the old man replied slowly, half-opening his eyes.

"It's me, this time I came because of my uncle's affairs, so that he could refer to the exercises and secrets of Lingxuan's lower products at will before the big competition of the sect. Yun Xiyao said.

"What did Yun Xianhe say, let him refer to it at will?" asked two questions in a row, and the old man known as Zhu Lao opened his eyes and looked towards the person behind Yun Xiyao.

Feng Ran looked at him with a gaze, and looked at him with the same chuckle.

The two looked at each other, and after a long time, Zhu Lao withdrew his gaze, his eyes were far and deep, with a hint of doubt and solemnity.

Why did this young man give him a strange feeling that he didn't look like a young man.

The wind and clouds remain the same, honor and disgrace are not shocked, this is not like this age, is it?

"Is that him? Since Yun Xianhe agreed, then let him in!" regained his composure, Zhu Lao casually agreed.

"Thank you Elder Zhu, there is one more thing..."Yun Xi paused with a faint smile: "Uncle Shi also said that it is a little unreasonable to let a disciple who has just entered the door refer to the exercises at will, so a restriction has been set." ”

Yun Xiyao said with a light smile: "During the reference period, you must not take a step out of the Tibetan Secret Peak, and you must not contact anyone you know. ”

"Oh?" said Zhu Lao with a smile.

Feng Ran thought in his heart, sure enough, he knew that it would not be so simple for me to watch at will.

Zhu Lao listened to this: "Is this for me to be a supervisor?", Yun Xianhe is smart, this Tibetan Secret Peak is the least populated, and there are not too many people in the surrounding peaks, three months, do you want him to go out because there is no one to communicate with, and there is no food?

"That's right?" Yun Xiyao's smile remained unchanged: "On his sect token, there is a spiritual imprint of his uncle, and Zhu Lao only needs to sense it at will." ”

Saying openly that there was a mark on the token that was handed over to Feng Ran just now, Yun Xiyao was not ashamed.

"Well, I see, let's go. With that, Zhu Lao once again hugged the bamboo cane and closed his eyes.

"Yes. Yun Xiyao bowed down and agreed, and then left.

Coming to the entrance of the Tibetan Secret Palace, the two stopped.

"This is it, you can watch here for three months, just don't go out of this door. Yun Xiyao said with a smile.

"Uh-huh, got it. Feng Ran casually agreed.

"It's time to give it back to me. ”

"What?"

"Child. ”

"Hmm...... It's okay, anyway, I may not be able to take care of it because I have to break through the retreat recently, so I'll leave it with you first. Yun Xiyao thought for a while and said.

"What do you mean by depositing..."Feng Ran didn't bother to correct her.

"Hopefully the next time I see you, you'll be different from what you are now. Yun Xiyao said with a smile, the breeze floated, the slender figure, the face of Shen Yu Luoyan, and the demeanor of a smile.

Feng Ran was silent, and walked into the gate of Zangjue Peak with Yao'er in his arms.

Yun Xiyao's earthly face was also in a trance, why was this person's back different from his......

Inside the sparsely populated mountain peaks, there is no food, there is no communication, alone, full of ancient scrolls, traces of the vicissitudes of time, and the sound of the flow of years, recorded on this countless scroll pavilion.

Dressed in a white robe, a small white fox, and a long sword pinned to his waist.

Since then, in the usually quiet and unmanned Tibetan Secret Peak, there is another figure, strolling among the bookshelves as high as a pavilion.