When early summer comes, the morning light shines through the clouds, and stands in the ancient painting scroll of Shanglin City in the form of a column.

After the vacation of the Autumn Dao Academy, Yang Ze's eldest brother Yang Que and second brother Yang Wenyuan ended their vacation back to Shanglin City, and they will return to the Autumn Dao Academy set up in Buzhou Mountain in the kingdom.

Because of the establishment of the Kingdom Cultivator Academy, Buzhou Mountain is called a holy mountain in Daye, and the surrounding towns are extremely prosperous. And the Autumn Road Academy occupies the entire prosperous half-mountain.

Before leaving, Yang Wenyuan also patted Yang Ze's shoulder, with an excited smile, "This year, when the peach blossoms of the mangosteen are in full bloom, your eldest brother and I will be at the gate of the academy, waiting for the arrival of the best young man in Shanglin!"

When he said these goodbyes, Yang Wenyuan's pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes winked at Yang Ze. Yang Que's smile was so thick that he did not contain half of the impurities.

In fact, both of them knew that the fact that Yang Ze had advanced to the Eighth Rank Cultivation of the Artistic Realm overnight would definitely shock the entire Shanglin City again after they left. It's just that they can't see it, but they may be able to welcome the moment when their third brother, who was just a lagging son a year ago, officially stepped into the gate of the academy at the Autumn Dao Academy in the near future.

After Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan left, Yang Ze did not give up his cultivation every afternoon until he went to bed. What he still has to do is not to enter the Autumn Dao Academy, which everyone in Daye yearns for, but to prevent the next event that leads to the crisis of Daye. Until then, improving one's cultivation is the first step. He still longs for the great master realm in the memory fragment that the god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha.

In the early morning of the Hou Mansion, the door had just been opened, and I saw a car outside.

Then a middle-aged man in a green shirt came down, facing the housekeeper who greeted him, and the person who came just asked gently, "Excuse me, Yang Shizi is in the mansion now?"

The demeanor is modest, polite but powerful.

The arrival of Li Daming, the bishop of the Autumn Dao Academy, immediately set off a wave in the Hou Mansion, and the Marquis of Qi Chun personally received him, and when Li Daming explained his intention to arrange the only exemption place for the admission of the Autumn Dao Academy to Yang Ze, everyone in the mansion was excited like a whirlwind.

Autumn Dao Academy is the most promising place in Daye, a place for practitioners to receive enlightenment, and a place that many young people in the kingdom can't ask for. Admissions are conducted every year, but the test objectives and the size of the unified enrollment vary greatly from year to year. The only thing that is the same is that it will be extremely difficult to enter the Akido Academy.

Regardless of whether Yang Ze had reached the cultivation of the second grade or above of the Qi Sea Realm, and whether Yang Ze had beaten Zhao Jin or not, he retreated in Shangguan Yan's hands. Even the young people such as Liu Qian and Xue Ran in the mansion, or those in Shanglin City, guessed that Yang Ze might be able to pass the exam and enter the Autumn Dao Academy this time. There's a bit of uncertainty with that.

Because there are always variables, there may be dozens of places for enrollment this year, and Yang Ze will be one of them. It is also possible that there are only five places, and Yang Ze may not be among the five places in the fierce competition, and Yang Ze may lose his qualification to enter the academy because of his abnormal performance.

Now, however, all speculation and all uncertainties and instability can be put aside. The bishop of Qiudao College personally came to the door to recruit students and admit them without examination, and I am afraid that there is no other semicolon in the whole Shanglin City.

Then Qi Chunhou was overjoyed, and Yang Ze took the exemption from the examination that countless people from the Autumn Dao Academy couldn't ask for, in Li Daming's gentle gaze with a smile and affection. Since the incident at the last Iwaharukan, the younger generation in the house has completely changed their opinion of Yang Ze. Even Liu Qian and the others were invisibly close in front of Yang Ze. This time, Yang Ze was able to be admitted to the hospital without examination, but for the young people in the house, it became a topic that was talked about by a lot of face.

Said that the son lived a very tacit understanding next.

Every convenient day, Yang Ze would go to the inner courtyard of the outer hall in the early morning, and he could see Ji Ling'er's figure every time. Sometimes there is no one, but he is often very experienced and waits for a while, and Ji Ling'er will come after finishing the temporary things. Maybe bring a box of pastries that make Yang Ze greedy, and then exchange the whimsical stories in his mouth.

Yang Ze sometimes forgot more and more about his past life soul, which existed in his memory like a dream, so far away that he almost forgot where he came from.

He had gained a lot of things in this mysterious world that he had not been able to obtain. has been promoted to Qi Chunbu's political envoy, the father Yang Hongyuan, who has a stern appearance but actually wants his son Jackie Chan, and his mother Cheng Ying, who cares about him, is gentle and cares about him, and they make him feel calm. and his eldest brother Yang Que and second brother Yang Wenyuan. They warmed his cold heart.

and Ji Ling'er in the depths of this inner courtyard, she was very amazing at first glance, even if she saw her ** covered by thin veil, but Yang Ze did not have the slightest profanity and impulse, and she was so pure that it could not be violated. This feeling is the first time in history for him, who was once frivolous and uninhibited.

So Yang Ze would subconsciously get close to her and tell him those strange stories that he hadn't told anyone.

Yang Hongyuan, Cheng Ying, Yang Que, Yang Wenyuan and others filled the hole in his soul and made him feel warm. And Ji Ling'er, whom he often came to see, seemed to let Yang Ze find some unknown sustenance left by his past soul here.

Listen quietly to this girl who will tell those stories in the middle of the show. It gave him peace of mind.

So he told her about the little prince and the fox, the revenge of the Count of Monte Cristo, Romeo and Juliet, but unfortunately these did not bring down Ji Ling'er's tears. So he talked about the peacock flying southeast, from Liu Lanzhi entering the door to Jiao Zhongqing's self-hanging southeast branch and many, many more, just like a person who has a lot of secrets in his heart, and finally found some kind of channel to pour out, in this way, there will be a comfortable pleasure in telling the listener. What's more, there is still an extremely eye-catching woman in front of her.

In this way, Forrest Gump has been running, and because of a storm at sea, he established a shrimp fishing ground, so he became a rich businessman in the world, he ran all over the mainland, and finally, returned to his hometown. But there are all kinds of adventures, and there is a very clever son"

"Then Jenny, who he grew up with, is still dead, what kind of paper disease is it, can't it be cured with the best elixir?" Ji Ling'er's bright eyes looked at Yang Ze with slight disgust.

"This," Yang Ze scratched the back of his head, "In short, it's a disease that can't be cured by elixir." ”

Yang Ze, who was sitting side by side with Ji Ling'er on a long stone pillar by the hot spring, put down his hand, but accidentally put it on the soft and cold side of it.

The place where it is delicate and silky is delicate, and there is a slight tremor that is subtle and imperceptible. At this moment, Yang Ze, who immediately understood that he might have accidentally touched something, couldn't help but jump slightly in his heart.

Immediately, the urge that came out of nowhere did not know where it extended, and at the moment when Fang was about to withdraw from Yang Ze's big hand, the five fingers of his right hand were retracted and clenched.

Hold the soft and delicate that is waiting to be withdrawn.

It's a slender, boneless coolness. But there is the fulfillment of holding on to something fleeting. Even the slightest struggle that came from there was canceled out.

Yang Ze didn't look to the side, not because he didn't want to, in fact, at this moment, he really wanted to see how beautiful the woman around him was like a fairy.

But what he was worried about was that if he turned his head to look at Ji Ling'er, even the enjoyment of holding her hand would really be fleeting. If you want to be shameless, you must be shameless and thorough.

Therefore, Yang Ze didn't see the shame and anger in Ji Linger's eyes, and her face that turned crimson like the sunset reflecting on the Sacred Peak Snow Mountain.

Ji Ling'er looked at Yang Ze with disdain from the side, thinking to herself how this person could be so shameless that he could be so calm. If Yang Ze turned his face at this moment, I am afraid he would be able to see Ji Ling'er turn into a sword and stab him to death.

The green grass beside Ji Ling'er was suddenly crushed to the ground by an invisible coercion, as if she was bowing down to the beautiful girl in front of her. It also seemed that under the anger in her chest, countless beings trembled.

However, Yang Ze looked ahead casually.

Life and death seem to be only a thought away at that moment.

Ji Ling'er looked at Yang Ze's expression of looking straight ahead, and her eyes that were like red lotus anger were slightly stunned, because she didn't see from Yang Ze's eyes that she had succeeded in her imagination, the kind of expression that the world is accustomed to conquering the goddess on top, but it was a kind of tranquility looking straight ahead.

The girl who was slightly angry with the red lotus. Sitting on a stone bench, staring at the man in front of him. This picture is slightly tight.

Ji Ling'er not only saw an inexplicable tranquility in Yang Ze's eyes, but also an expression that he seemed to be enjoying very much.

The anger on Ji Linger's face was finally weakened, and it was replaced by a slightly reddened color on the pointed ears.

The mantis lowered her head slightly, and her heart became annoyed, she couldn't use her strength to shake Yang Ze's hand that held her. But what kind of situation was it after the earthquake opened?

She has experienced the ups and downs of life since she was a child, seen the world's human feelings, and seen too much flashy authority and distorted vulgarity. Wherever you go, you will undoubtedly see all kinds of faces that are hypocritical or hidden under masks, with intentions, vanity, and numbness, enveloping the world layer by layer, everywhere. So the first moment she saw Yang Ze, she was as indifferent as seeing a negligible little person. Until I noticed that he was different.

Since this time, listening to the stories in Yang Ze's mouth, whether moving, or twisting and turning, or persistent, all made her originally peaceful heart ripple. It seemed as if staying with him like this, listening to him tell those stories in a slightly magnetic voice, made her not even want time to fly by.

Because once it passes, she will leave here, and naturally she will never hear the story of this reckless son from the Hou Mansion who runs to the inner courtyard every day to tell him. and the comfort of staying in one place and saying something like this.

She was afraid that after shaking Yang Ze's hand, there were some subtle things between the two of them, which would be destroyed forever.

The girl looked up, a trace of sadness in her clear eyes. Well, in two days, this will finally come to an end.

The invisible overwhelming force of the grass around him suddenly disappeared, and he regained his tenacity, standing upright and swinging lightly.

The hot springs are surrounded by rising smoke.

Yang Ze took Ji Linger's hand and sat quietly on the stone bench.

Silent. Silence, joy.

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