Three thousand miles of mountains and rivers and eight thousand miles of clouds, referring to the high sky and wide clouds are easy to bring people reverie and thoughts, at this moment of the Chuangong Cliff, the sky is incomparably vast and far, but there is no nebula

Without clouds, it becomes clean and clear, and it is easy to understand.

However, as the Buddhists often say, when the mind is delusional and delusional, when the gaze stays on clean things for too long, it is easier to lose one's self.

Just like the face of Jushiro.

Three inquiries, the silent wildness was unanswered, and the muffled voices of the students began to whisper, ready for the most brutal of carnivals.

Xiao Shisanlang looked very calm, without a trace of expression on his calm face, but there was a trace of sarcasm and a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Big Match 4, Winner ......"

"Wait!"

The deacon's voice was interrupted, Yelian looked at Thirteen Lang with calm eyes, and said lightly, "You still want to fight?"

Jusan Lang turned his head curiously, a little unsure of what she meant.

Yelian asked, "The deputy general has no one to challenge, what if it is the main general?"

Boos erupted, Yelian's expression remained unchanged, and she continued: "If the Lord will challenge, you will not accept it. ”

Jusan Lang asked tentatively, "Do you mean you?"

Yelian replied honestly, "Not impossible. ”

The surroundings fell silent, and everyone was surprised and angry, and at the same time, they couldn't help but sigh, secretly thinking that this woman could really speak.

At the same time, people found that compared with just now, the flower of eternity sat like a mountain, and seemed more and more calm.

It's a very underwhelming feeling, but it's also a very powerful feeling.

"Fool you!"

A rough break exploded in the air, startling countless eyeballs and jaws. Thousands of eyes fell on Thirteen Lang, not daring to think that such words came from his mouth.

This is no longer pretending to be vulgar, it is a real roar that bursts from the bottom of my heart.

"Go cool, I want to rest. ”

After that, Thirteen Lang turned around and left, Shi Shiran trembled, swaying and sighing all the way.

He pulled out the dark, ugly, exaggerated wheelchair again. Under the gaze of thousands of mouths that could not be closed, he floated away.

"Holy!"

It took a long time for the barbarian to cry out stupidly and stride to follow. There were also the fat venerable and the short man beside him, which was puzzling.

"What a brute!" Ye Lian's body rose and fell slightly, and she thought in disgust.

......

......

"It's all scattered, it's all scattered. The junior is going to go coolly, this seat and this kid ...... and the thirteenth young master chattered. ”

Manzun is very arrogant, but also very studious, whenever he finds something wonderful, he will always be humble and find the application as soon as possible. It is said that this gentleman has a jade slip that records all kinds of strange theories, and the degree of cherishing is no less than that of the super-best magic weapon, and the richness of the content in it is enough to discourage the most diligent people.

"Brother Xiao is so powerful and cunning. So treacherous, so ......"

Others didn't dare to go against the Venerable's wishes, but Yan Meng didn't buy it, grabbed Thirteen Lang's arm and asked, and when he found that the Manzun had a bad face. She immediately puffed up her chest and said solemnly, "I'll treat my brother's injuries." ”

Shisanlang gently pulled out his almost sprained arm and said, "It's not a big deal, stay here." ”

"The young man is so atmospheric, he really wants it!"

Manzun was happy for some reason, raised his thumb and said, "Tell me about it quickly." What is the Descendants of the Dragon, why haven't I heard of such a race?"

Shisanlang looked up in shock, thinking that it was difficult for him to meet another "senior", and the country voice was so strong.

The fat venerable couldn't stand it, and said, "Don't make trouble, barbarian, let's get down to business." ”

The barbarian narrowed his eyes and said, "What I'm talking about is serious! ”

The Fat Venerable didn't bother to argue with him, turned his head to Thirteen Lang and said, "Tell this seat, why can you devour the spiritual fire without being hurt." ”...,

Thirteen Lang's heart was slightly cold, and before he could think of how to answer, the short man followed closely and said, "Tell me, where did you get the Heaven Swallowing Clam." ”

Thirteen Lang's heart was cold, and the barbarian next to him grabbed the conversation again, and said in a thunderous voice: "Leave them alone, you tell this seat first, that donkey is a subordinate of the Mountain Monarch, why would he follow you." ”

"Tell me first, you're a spirit and demon alien?"

"Have you ever been to the Demon Realm?"

"Do you remember Deyanqu, did you promise him anything?"

"Have you ever participated in the Autumn Hunt?"

"Is the demon mosquito mutation caused by you, what do you see and hear?"

"Where did you come back to the spiritual realm, did you pass through the mouth of the second layer?"

"Cangyun's matter is not what you did, if so, tell this seat, and I'll take a look back for you. ”

The three mouths kept opening and closing, and every word was terrifying, and everything was enough to cause monstrous waves, Yan Meng pouted at first to express dissatisfaction, and was completely dumbfounded when she heard it, and she didn't know what to do at all.

Thirteen Lang was also dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. He thought to himself, what is the disease, when he is older, older than the dean?

Neither friend nor foe could understand that a few people had asked so many secret things, and if it weren't for their own position, there would have only one explanation left: they were sick.

Not to mention that now Thirteen Lang is famous and has made great contributions to Ziyun, even if he is just a most ordinary student, how can it be the turn of the people in the outer court to teach him a lesson?

Even if he is His Holiness.

Besides, weishenme Liao Xiangmei didn't come?weishenme Ziyun Daoist Academy didn't have anyone to accompany them?weishenme They didn't care about Wulei's opinion, and weishenme had so many questions?

With a puzzle in his head, Thirteen Lang went from shock to fear, from surprise to numbness, Zuihou simply didn't think about the cause and effect, and shrugged his shoulders in an extremely chic manner, completely pretending to be dumb.

He wants to love whoever he loves, and the master doesn't care about you. It can't be clear in broad daylight, and the Venerable Masters are plotting against each other, so let's do that kidnapping and blackmailing thing.

At this time, the Fat Venerable suddenly said a word, which made Thirteen Lang change his color, and he could no longer remain silent.

"Did you see ...... when you were in Falling Spirit City? Know Ziyi?"

......

......

"You know Ziyi, uh no, you know the teacher...... Still isn't right, is the teacher's name really Ziyi?"

For more than four years, Thirteen Lang didn't know how many times he thought back that if he hadn't encountered that purple figure when he was a child, he might not have been able to get in touch with the mysteries of cultivation, and he might even have died in the mountains;

Of course, there will be no spur of inspiration, there will not be a "young man" who walks the world in purple clothes, and has the nickname of the Thirteenth Master.

Deep in the mountains and snowy sea, the six- or seven-year-old boy struggled to survive, and once again struggled with the lone night wolf, the boy misestimated his strength, and he would become the food of the demon beast.

It was the first winter he faced alone, most likely the Zuihou one.

A touch of purple fell from the sky, and the smugness and ferocity in Yelang's eyes were killed before they could dissipate, and the young man looked at the purple figure who gradually came over, healed his wounds, left the elixir and the first spiritual weapon in his life, and never said a word from beginning to end, thinking silently and firmly.

"I want to remember her. ”

He couldn't see Purple Shadow's face, but he remembered those eyes.

It was a pair of gentle and sad eyes, no matter what he was doing, there was a lingering resentment in those eyes, which broke the heart of a young man who knew no sorrow.

The purple shadow did not bring substantial improvement to the young man, she only healed his injuries, leaving behind a few pills and a spirit dagger of extraordinary texture, because she saw that the young man's cultivation could only drive magic weapons of this level. Perhaps, in her opinion, this young man did not survive for long, it was not worth it, and there was no need to waste spiritual objects. ...,

However, she did it anyway, did something that was ordinary to her, and gave the rest to God and into the hands of the boy himself.

She didn't know, and she might never know, what kind of great changes that that encounter, that intentional and unintentional action, brought to the young man, and what kind of courage and determination it brought.

There is hope!

Using the remnants of the ashes, and the miscellaneous items he hid everywhere when he was playing games with his parents, he had been alone for nearly a year, and he had been supporting it for too long, and he was about to collapse.

The young boy survives in the mountains, and his biggest enemy is not the monster, but himself, the kind of darkness and loneliness that can make anyone crazy.

From that day on, the boy realized that he was not alone, and that he was not the only one who killed his parents.

Although the haze in his chest cannot be exhausted, it has cast a trace of light yang.

The very subtle differences bring about earth-shaking changes, and they are the opportunity to change the entire shijie and shijie because of it.

Maybe it's because the snow in winter is too white, and the purple is too gorgeous and dazzling under the reflection of the snow, and the impression left in the young man's heart is too deep.

"Clothes are clothes, how can clothes be personal names? ”

Shisanlang has also sighed in his heart countless times, not knowing whether the master really doesn't remember him, or pretending not to know, and has always been unwilling to show his true face.

What I never expected was that she was really called Ziyi!

What I never expected was that after many years, I heard this name from the mouth of an unexpected person on such an unexpected occasion and learned about her.

"Where is the teacher now?How do you know the teacher?...... are you?"

Thirteen Lang stared at the face of the Fat Venerable, completely forgetting how much material his words revealed for reference and analysis, he couldn't wait for careful analysis, he didn't want to bother to weigh the pros and cons, he just wanted to know the result.

He suddenly thought of something, took something out of his bosom and held it in his hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you know it?"

"Fire Order!"

The faces of the three people showed shock, and they exclaimed in unison.

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