Wind calendar 886.

Shangjing, the capital of the Wind Country, is the Imperial Lingwu Academy.

"Show, we'...... It's not right for us to be together. A beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen whispered to a young man of her age who was standing opposite.

The young man looked at her in confusion.

"I hope that my future husband is a person who is like-minded with me and cultivates spiritual martial arts together, but you ......" Speaking of this, she couldn't help but raise her head, looked at him deeply, and then slowly lowered her head, and said in a voice that couldn't be lowered: "But you, not that kind of person, and you won't be like that, Xiu, I'm sorry......"

Yes, Shangguan Xiu knows very well that he will not become the person in Mengjun's mouth. He began to cultivate Lingwu at the age of three, and after fifteen years of hard training, he was able to reach the Lingwu Realm from the Lingchu Realm, and if he judged by the common sense of Lingwu, he was simply not suitable for cultivating Lingwu.

"It's just that you've never said that to me before. Shangguan Xiu looked at Pan Mengjun, who was his childhood sweetheart, and felt that she was both familiar and unfamiliar, even if it was close at hand, it seemed far away.

Pan Mengjun was silent. After a long time, she muttered: "Before, my world was very small, as small as a few people, but after coming to Shangjing and coming to the Imperial Spirit Martial Academy, my world has become bigger, and I have seen many things that I didn't dare to imagine before. ”

"Show, right...... I'm sorry. ”

Shangguan Xiu was speechless, just looked at her silently.

At this time, a carriage drove over and stopped in front of the main entrance of the Lingwu Academy.

The curtain of the carport was raised, and out of the carport came a young man in his twenties.

The young man was slender and handsome, wearing a black and well-fitting Imperial Spiritual Martial Arts Academy uniform, with a sword hanging from his side, the whole person looked handsome and straight, and his weapons were extraordinary, and there was a striking celebrity badge pinned to his chest.

Seeing Shangguan Xiu and Pan Mengjun, he was stunned at first, then strode forward, naturally stood beside Pan Mengjun, looked at Shangguan Xiu opposite, and asked curiously and with concern: "Mengjun, who is he?"

With the appearance of this young man, the shame, apology, and sadness on Pan Mengjun's face disappeared, and he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Senior Brother Leng, he, he is the neighbor in the same village that I often mention to you, and he is also a friend of my childhood sweetheart, Shangguan Xiu." ”

As she spoke, she seemed to be afraid that the young man would misunderstand her, and said to Shangguan Xiu seriously: "Xiaoxiu, go back, don't come to pester me again in the future!"

Hearing her words, the young man narrowed his eyes and stared at Shangguan Xiu with an unkind expression.

Shangguan Xiu is not yet eighteen years old, with an upper-average height, a slightly thin figure, looking at his face, his facial features are different from ordinary people's profoundness, his eyebrows are thick, black and long, his eyes are bright, he is bright, his nose is high, his lips are thin and light, he is a very handsome and resolute young man.

It's just that his outfit is really flattering, coarse cloth top, coarse cloth pants, and a pair of cloth shoes underneath, although they are not patched, but they look very old.

The corners of Leng Baiyuan's mouth raised, and he laughed, he took two steps forward, stood still in front of Shangguan Xiu, and then, his big hand reached out and grabbed Shangguan Xiu's collar.

He raised his other hand, and at the same time, a white mist emanated from his arm, and the mist surrounded his arm, condensing but not dissipating, only in the blink of an eye, the gaseous white mist condensed into a solid entity, wrapping a layer of white armor around his arm.

The cultivator releases his spiritual energy outside the body, and controls the spiritual energy to condense into a solid state outside the body to protect himself, which is the spiritual armor in spiritual martial arts.

At this time, Leng Baiyuan raised his arm that had completed the spiritual armor, clenched his fists, and made a gesture to hit Shangguan Xiu's head.

Shangguan Xiu's spiritual martial cultivation was only in the Spirit Realm, and it was far from the level of completing the spirit armor, if he was really hit by Leng Baiyuan's fist covering the spirit armor, his skull might be shattered.

Seeing this, Pan Mengjun's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Leng Baiyuan's raised arm hard, and stammered: "Leng ...... Senior Brother Leng, forget it, Xiaoxiu is my childhood sweetheart's friend after all!"

Leng Baiyuan just wanted to scare Shangguan Xiu, he was not arrogant enough to kill people in broad daylight in front of the gate of the Imperial Spirit Martial Academy.

He first smiled at Pan Mengjun, then shook the big fist wrapped in spirit armor at Shangguan Xiu, and said word by word: "I don't care if you are Shangguan Xiu or Xiaguan Xiu, if I see you dare to come to the academy to entangle Mengjun in the future, don't blame me for being unkind to you, at that time, no one will be able to save you! Now, you get out of here!"

While speaking, he grabbed Shangguan Xiu's hand by the collar and pushed it outward, Shangguan Xiu couldn't stand, staggered back three steps, and then involuntarily sat on the ground.

He sat down quickly and got up quickly, almost immediately standing up, staring at Leng Baiyuan without blinking.

Leng Baiyuan didn't like Shangguan Xiu's eyes, he tilted his head, the corners of his mouth rose, and he met Shangguan Xiu's gaze and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shangguan Xiu didn't say a word, just looked at him directly.

was stared at by Shangguan Xiu uncomfortably, and in the end, it was Leng Baiyuan who took the initiative to lower his gaze, and at the same time, he also saw Shangguan Xiu's clenched fists.

Bastard! He was furious, cursed inwardly, and without warning, he punched out.

His fists were covered with spirit armor, powerful and fast.

Shangguan Xiu couldn't dodge it, and was hit in the lower abdomen by this heavy punch. He snorted, bounced upwards with the force of his fist, and then fell to his knees with a thud.

He felt like his internal organs were knotted, the pain was shattering, and blood was slowly flowing down the corners of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and kept himself silent, and then he stood up again with his legs on his feet.

It's hard to imagine that he can still stand up when he is hit by the opponent's fist covering the spirit armor without the protection of the spirit armor. A hint of surprise also flashed on Leng Baiyuan's face. Just when he was surprised, Shangguan Xiu suddenly roared angrily and rushed towards Leng Baiyuan with his fist.

It's just that his staggering punch did not pose any threat to Leng Baiyuan, the latter turned slightly sideways, and let go of his fist, but his counterattack made Leng Baiyuan furious, looking at Shangguan Xiu's eyes almost erupted with fire, and said in a cold tone: "Boy, you are looking for death!" As he spoke, he raised his fist and was about to strike again.

It can be seen that Leng Baiyuan is really angry, and Pan Mengjun's heart twitched, no matter whether she still regards Shangguan Xiu as a lover or not, the two are childhood sweethearts after all, and they have been there for more than ten years.

She jumped in front of Leng Baiyuan, blocking between him and Shangguan Xiu, she frowned, and said urgently: "Senior Brother Leng, don't fight anymore!"

As she spoke, she looked at Shangguan Xiu again, and persuaded in a low voice that was almost pleading: "Xiaoxiu, don't fight anymore, I beg you." ”

Seeing the mist in Pan Mengjun's eyes, Shangguan Xiu's clenched fist slowly loosened.

He is not an impulsive person, he knows very well how big the gap between himself and Leng Baiyuan is, I am afraid that ten or a hundred of them are not Leng Baiyuan's opponents alone, but the other party is too bullying, he really can't swallow this breath.

Pan Mengjun's tears made his mind calm down quickly.

Leng Baiyuan first looked at Pan Mengjun, and then at Shangguan Xiu, who was standing there with a pale face and a shaky figure, and secretly gritted his teeth.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised, he laughed with a snort, and there was a look of disdain between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he said proudly: "Boy, you are lucky today, if it weren't for Mengjun to help you intercede, hum ......"

He deliberately didn't finish his words, but added in his heart: Shangguan Xiu, today's matter is not over, you kid will wait for me!

In front of Pan Mengjun, he didn't want to behave too violently, Leng Baiyuan smiled as if he was fine, scattered the spirit armor on his arm, and naturally put his hand on Pan Mengjun's slender waist, raised his head and said: "Mengjun, let's go! I have seen a lot of little scoundrels like him, the more you take care of him, the more he kicks his nose in the face, and you have to have less contact with this kind of person in the future......"

As he spoke, he half-hugged Pan Mengjun's waist, like a big rooster that had won a fight, and walked in front of Shangguan Xiu proudly, without even looking at him again.

Pan Mengjun turned her head again and again, and wanted to turn around and run over several times to see if Shangguan Xiu was injured, but she finally held back and followed Leng Baiyuan into the gate of the Lingwu Academy.

The onlookers also pointed at Shangguan Xiu, laughing from time to time.

Shangguan Xiu's Lingwu is not very good, but he has never been humiliated like this since he was a child.

He didn't know how he had left the gate of the Imperial Spirit Martial Academy, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked to a wide and prosperous street.

It's July now, the sky is cloudless, the sun is shining, the temperature is scorching, and the streets are full of people, busy and lively, but at this moment, Shangguan Xiu's heart is as cold as ice, as if he has fallen into an ice cellar.

Leng Baiyuan's fist could only hurt his flesh and skin, but it was Pan Mengjun who really hurt him deep in his heart.

At the moment when Leng Baiyuan took Pan Mengjun and left, Shangguan Xiu felt that an invisible big hand reached into his body, took out his self-esteem, slammed it on the ground, and trampled it to pieces.

The pain of being betrayed far exceeded the pain caused by Leng Baiyuan's fist.

Shangguan Xiu is from the remote and isolated Taiping Village in the western part of Zhenjun, although he is just an ordinary rural youth, he has a strong sense of self-esteem, which is also related to his family background.

Speaking of Shangguan Xiu, he can be regarded as a famous family, and his ancestor is Shangguan Yuanwu, the founder of the Wind Country. At that time, the scenery of the Shangguan family lasted for hundreds of years, but when it came to Shangguan Pingnan's generation, earth-shaking changes occurred.

Shangguan Pingnan was definitely a rare Lingwu ghost talent in the history of the Wind Country, and he had already cultivated Lingwu to the Lingtian Realm when he was only twenty years old.

When he was thirty years old, he created the Spirit Devouring Mind Method, whether it was before or now, the Spirit Devouring Heart Method is definitely one of the most incredible and unique skills in Spirit Martial Arts.

It's just that soon this mysterious Lingwu mental method was regarded as too vicious by the Emperor of the Wind Country, and it was listed as a forbidden martial art, and the founder Shangguan Pingnan was also severely punished, dismissed from office, expelled from Shangjing, and sent his family to the remote and barren western Zhenjun.

It was also from Shangguan Pingnan that the Shangguan family declined rapidly.

Until Shangguan Xiu's generation, the Shangguan family has long been inseparable from the aristocracy. In addition, his father died of official illness, he grew up in a single-parent family, and with the death of his father, no one in the family cared about him anymore. But Shangguan Xiuke has never forgotten that he has a great ancestor, and he has also been secretly cultivating the forbidden martial arts handed down by his family, and the spirit devours the heart.

But I don't know if his physique is really not suitable for cultivating spiritual martial arts, or if his cultivation method is wrong, he has been cultivating the spiritual devouring mind method for fifteen years, but his cultivation has always stayed in the spiritual realm.

The extraordinary ancestors, the ordinary can no longer be ordinary, and the status quo has created Shangguan Xiu's contradictory personality of inferiority and pride, fragility and tenacity.

He and Pan Mengjun have studied in Fengtaicheng Academy near Taiping Village since childhood, Shangguan Xiu has a bright mind, and all kinds of books he has learned, no matter how many words there are, as long as he reads it once, he can remember the content of it.

Unlike Shangguan Xiu, Pan Mengjun was very slow to learn book knowledge, but he had a great talent for cultivating spiritual martial arts.

Pan Mengjun, who knew nothing about spiritual martial arts, only took four years to upgrade his cultivation to the spiritual realm, which was rare in the entire Fengtai City.

It was precisely because Pan Mengjun showed extraordinary talent in cultivating Lingwu that she was selected by the Imperial Lingwu Academy.

When she first arrived at the Imperial Lingwu Academy, Pan Mengjun was only sixteen years old and unfamiliar with life, and at her pleading, Shangguan Xiu gave up her studies in the academy and accompanied her to Shangjing.

After Shangguan Xiu and Pan Mengjun came to Shangjing, the latter studied in the Imperial Lingwu Academy, while he worked odd jobs in restaurants, taverns, and inns, as a partner.

At the beginning, Pan Mengjun often took the time to meet with Shangguan Xiu, but as time went by, the number of times the two met became less and less, from three to five days to ten or twenty days, and it has been a month or two recently, and they may not be able to see each other for a month or two.

As Pan Mengjun herself said, when she lived in a small village, her world was very small, and she only had Shangguan Xiu in her eyes. But after entering the Imperial Spirit Martial Academy, her world changed completely.