Song Yi couldn't help laughing: "He did come, look at me, he beat him badly last night...... You went back to the credit of the sweeping scarf, last night he sacrificed the sweeping scarf to cover the courtyard, so ......"

Song Yi told the reason, and the two suddenly realized.

"I see. Luo Zhen sighed: "I heard that the head of the family has this treasure before, but it is only a defensive gauze tent, but I didn't expect it to have this effect."

"It's not bad, it's an eye-opener. Ye Ming sighed, and said with a smile to Song Yi: "You are injured and can't drink, so today I will replace wine with water, and first congratulate you on your promotion to the first-class disciple of the lower court, this is the position that senior brother should have." In a few days, when you're almost well, let's have a good drink. Anyway, Master isn't here, I'll steal some more of his wine......"

"You, I'm not afraid that your master will pick up your skin. Song Yi shook his head and smiled.

"What are you afraid of, Master is now with a caring disciple of mine, and the other senior brothers and sisters are busy with their own work, he has picked my skin, beware that no one will incense his old man's tablet in a hundred years. ”

Song Yi was unharmed, Ye Ming also recovered his smart nature of being able to talk and laugh, and a few people talked and laughed a few words, Song Yi talked about the conditions that Mo Qingning gave him: seven days to recuperate, and after seven days, he went to the Bounty Court to take his homework.

"Homework...... I don't think there's any problem. Luo Zhen thought for a while and said, "Anyway, what the disciples can do and what they can't do, it's written in the door rules." As a first-class disciple of the lower court, you will also do the affairs of the door, run in front of the mountain and run in the back mountain, and you will have to enter the upper court to have a chance to go down the mountain. ”

"Yes, but the little brother often goes down the mountain. Song Yi asked rhetorically: "He hasn't been admitted to the upper hospital yet, won't he also go down the mountain this time......?"

He ...... Senior Brother Bai, that is a special circumstance, and it cannot be compared. Ye Ming waved his hand again and again: "The nominal disciple of the lower court, the actual elite of the upper court, is just a promotion scroll, looking at the entire Yuequan Sect, he is the only one." First of all, Senior Brother Bai's own cultivation has reached that realm, and whoever is not satisfied should challenge it, and then talk about defeating him; secondly, Senior Brother Bai can't find any fault with his daily behavior, and his reputation is good; the most important thing is that he actively takes on his homework, which is a good thing for the sect to accumulate reputation and earn rewards, so why not? Not to mention the interior of the Yuequan Sect, within a radius of hundreds of miles below the mountain, there are many people who have received Senior Brother Bai's kindness, who doesn't think of him well? Who doesn't say that the disciples cultivated by the Yuequan Sect are excellent? From the head of the sect to the elders, they all tacitly acquiesced that he could do things beyond the level, and he didn't even say anything about the Fengyi Court, whoever talked indiscriminately was against contributing to the master and the good reputation of the Yuequan Sect. ”

It's a big hat, and it makes sense.

Song Yi pondered in his heart for a moment and nodded. The so-called personal merits you earned, I also have collective honor, win-win things, there is no reason not to support, even if it is unreasonable from the rules, but the rules are also set by people.

"Speaking of which, I'm a little worried. Ye Ming frowned and looked at Luo Zhen, and interjected: "Fengyi Court has been moving frequently recently, and in another month it will be the decennial ancestor festival, it is rumored that ...... It is possible that the head of the house will announce the next head of the house at the festival. ”

"This is announced?" Luo Zhen was taken aback: "I see that the head of the family is still very strong, and it will not be a problem to work for another thirty years." ”

"Who knows......" Ye Ming approached Luo Zhen and said in a low voice: "In this context, things are delicate, the intentions of Elder Tianji's gang are obvious, your master is a unique faction under Elder Yuheng, the two sides do not rely on, it seems to be free and impartial, but at the same time, it has become the weakest force, will they move their bad intentions here?"

"This ...... I really hadn't thought about it. Luo Zhen touched his chin and fell into thought.

"Be careful. On your side, you are all engaged in research and learning, and when it comes to intrigue and crooked ways, you are really not the opponent of Elder Tianji. ”

"Hmm...... I'll go back and talk to Master about it to see if he can rest assured. ”

......

The two talked back and forth about the possible changes in the Yuequan Sect, but Song Yi didn't pay much attention, he was not interested in the personnel changes within the Yuequan Sect, it didn't matter who was in charge, if he was too involved, he would be firmly tied to the Yuequan Sect.

I still prefer ...... Quietly turning his gaze to the window, Song Yi looked at the half of the sun that had been hidden in the clouds, the sky was gradually turning cloudy, and it should rain later.

The vast spring rain will fall on the valleys and peaks of the Moon Spring Sect, on the roofs and courtyards of the people, on the streets and fields of the towns below the mountains, and on the wider world.

If possible, Song Yi wants to go to those places he has never seen before, to meet more people, to experience more things, to enjoy more scenery, to visit this new world, and to live this new life thoroughly.

......

“...... Song Yi, Song Yi?"

"Huh?"

With a call, Song Yi, who was distracted, saw Luo Zhen standing in front of him and stretched out his hand to him.

How?

"Sword, give it to me. Finding that he was distracted, Luo Zhen repeated: "After a hard battle, it is impossible for your sword to be undamaged, and I don't have the confidence to cast something that can resist the evil sword of Chengying now." ”

Song Yi handed the sword to Luo Zhen, Luo Zhen took it to the light, looked at it carefully, and his brows gradually furrowed.

“...... You're too badly damaged too. He sighed and shook his head: "There are cracks all over here, these places have collapsed, although they haven't collapsed yet, but as long as they use a little force, they will collapse, it's really ......."

As he spoke, he pointed out the damage to Song Yi, and finally said: "Come on, I'm a good person to the end, you are recuperating from your injuries in the past few days anyway, I will take the sword back first and repair it for you." ”

"Hey, that's bothering you, I'm sorry......"

"Don't say these polite words...... Keep this account in mind, and maybe I'll ask you for help when I go back. Now that you have opened your mind, you have cultivated for a long time, in addition to the brotherhood in the past few years, we can sincerely respect you as a senior brother. ”

"Okay, if you have anything to say, if you can help you, it's okay. ”

"You guys......"

Ye Ming propped his chin and was a little speechless.

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Seeing off the two of them, Song Yi ate and drank to his heart's content, feeling that the exhaustion of his whole body was stronger for a while, and the whole person was like a reef hit by a big wave, crumbling. He climbed into bed and slept until the next day, when the sun was in the west, when he lazily opened his eyes, took pills, ate, bathed, cleaned up a mess of clothes and beds, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Just eating, sleeping, and sleeping, by the morning of the fourth day, Song Yi finally felt that his injuries had healed a lot, and he was able to regulate his true qi and promote recovery.

In other words, why is Mo Qingning so powerful......

Touching his chest, Song Yi couldn't figure it out. He always thought that when he broke through to the sixth layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique, the gap with Mo Qingning was a wall, and when he finally comprehended the seventh layer, it should become a paper gap, but now it seems that this gap is at least a big river.

A big river has wide waves, he is at this end, and Mo Qingning is at that end.

This man must be hiding something...... Song Yi can be sure that his cultivation is by no means only cultivated by the Zhaoyue Sword Technique and the Liuquan Heart Technique, and it has little to do with the magic circle passed on to him by the master, including the golden ring treasure, the key is still in his own cultivation, there must be something else that makes him so powerful......

Although he hadn't seen Mo Qingning use any skills other than the Yuequan Sect, Song Yi had already firmly believed this.

On the sixth day, Song Yi felt that the injury was almost healed. These days have been extraordinarily calm, except for Ye Ming and Luo Zhen coming to see themselves from time to time, an idle person did not come to the door, and the days seem to have returned to the safety of the little senior brother when he was still there.

In his spare time, Song Yiyi chatted with the voice in his head, asking it a lot about the Yuequan Sect and the world. In return, Song Yi also told him about the world he grew up in: the earth is now so far away that he doesn't know where it is.

Homesickness is pervasive, after experiencing the initial blankness, temptation, familiarity, nervousness, and the test of life and death, in these rare calm days, Song Yi suddenly misses his hometown irrepressibly: the city he once tossed and turned, the streets he walked through, and the people who are firmly engraved in his mind.

Time flies, and one person and one soul understand each other one layer deeper, and the shadow of disappearance between the two seems to be thicker, but neither of them mentioned this disappointing matter, and Song Yi did not guarantee that he would definitely find a solution, and he would not pat his chest and guarantee until he could really solve the problem.

During the exchange, the two talked about the "ancestor festival" mentioned by Ye Ming and Luo Zhen that day.

This is a major event of the Yuequan Sect, which is held once every ten years, aiming to commemorate and worship the founding patriarch, showing that the patriarch's kindness will always be there, and the future generations will not forget their original intentions. Over time, it has changed from a ceremonial festival to a more meaningful event, with many important events announced at the festival and the handover of the head at the festival.

Maybe something big is brewing this time.

For the festival, the door should have been preparing for a long time, but Song Yi lived in the middle of nowhere, and his status was low, so he couldn't interfere with it, so he didn't feel anything. Mo Qingning, as the first person among the disciples, even if he didn't leave the customs a few days ago, he would definitely leave the customs before the festival.

"What happened to the Patriarch after he founded the Yuequan Sect?"

"The patriarch's swordsmanship is superb, and his cultivation is profound, and soon after he founded the Yuequan Sect, he became an immortal, left the world, and went to the immortal world. ”

Becoming an Immortal...... Song Yi raised his eyebrows, there are similar rumors in the world where he grew up. Lu Dongbin is an immortal, Tie Guan Li is an immortal, and even Lan Caihe, who is half the eldest child, is also an immortal.

If you become an immortal, you can live forever and be at ease, which can be said to be the highest pursuit of mankind, and which emperor of all dynasties did not want to become an immortal? Didn't Qin Shi Huang send Xu Fu to Japan with a boy or a girl? Didn't Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty also fool the monks one after another?

“...... The patriarch ascended to the immortal and left, leaving behind his sword, which is the treasure of the Yuequan Sect: the Zhaoyue Immortal Sword. ”

"I've heard of this sword. Song Yi shook his finger: "Said that it was enshrined at the master's house?"

"yes, I haven't used it in years. ”

"That's not good. Man doesn't have to be stupid, and the sword doesn't have to be dull. ”

"Actually...... It's not that I didn't use it on purpose, I heard that there had been an accident, so I ......"

"Accident?" Song Yi pricked up his ears: "What accident?"