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Concentrating and contemplating, Xu Hongying concentrated, and her slender figure revealed a seductive demeanor, giving people a sense of elegance and tranquility.

Because it was from the side, Yitian could only see a silhouette of Xu Hongying, but even so, it did not affect her beauty at all.

In the long pavilion, in addition to the pair playing the piano, there are two people playing chess.

With his back to Yitian was an old man in brocade, whose gray hair told him that he was no longer young.

Facing Yitian was a handsome young man, looking in his early twenties, his face was like a full moon, his eyebrows were like flying swords, and his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with wisdom, giving people a feeling of handsomeness, wit, and calmness.

This person is Yi Qianqian of the Shengjun Building, with superb chess skills, amazing sharpness, and profound knowledge of the study of formations.

Murong Xiaoye stood outside the long pavilion, looking at Changkong Wuji with a smile, with a trace of complicated feelings in his eyes.

Yitian stood beside Murong Xiaoye and said softly, "Since you like it, why don't you be brave?"

Murong Xiaoye sighed faintly and whispered, "Do you think there is that kind of fate between me and him?"

Yitian looked at the sky and Mowgli, carefully experienced the moving melody, and had a strange feeling in his heart, this handsome man known as a tender son, seemed to have a crush in his heart.

Looking away, Yitian looked at Xu Hongying, her piano sound was full of spiritual rhyme, but it also revealed a touch of admiration and affection.

Yitian once followed Akiba to learn qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and knew that the sound of the qin could express the true emotions of a person's heart and tell the secrets of a person's heart.

If you don't know the rhythm of music, you may not be able to hear the meaning of Xu Hongying's piano sound.

But as an outstanding wizard of the Holy Qin Pavilion, Changkong Wuji would never fail to hear Xu Hongying's intentions.

Even Yitian can clearly know that Xu Hongying has a strong love for Changkong Wuji.

However, Yitian found that Changkong Wuji didn't seem to like Xu Hongying, at least the person in his mind was not Xu Hongying.

Thinking of this, Yitian looked back at Murong Xiaoye, carefully observing whether there was some kind of connection between her and Changkong Wuji.

This is Yitian's idea that suddenly popped up, and he couldn't tell why it was like this.

But after careful observation, Yitian really found something.

It is an existence that is invisible to the naked eye, and belongs to the realm of the microcosm.

There is a special aura around Murong Xiaoye, which is her life aura, which is changing all the time, containing infinite mysteries.

This invisible aura is always emitting a kind of "detection line" that is difficult for ordinary people to sense, quietly blending into the heavens and the earth, looking for something that is related to itself.

This is the embodiment of the breath of life, strong and weak, representing a person's luck.

Every living person has such an aura around him, which has nothing to do with the strength of cultivation and is closely related to fate and karma.

Yitian paid close attention and found that the aura outside Murong Xiaoye's body had emitted a weak "detection line," tying his body.

Tracing back along the weak "detection line", Yi Tian's surprising discovery was that it was this detection line that tied himself that made him and Murong Xiaoye intersect.

That subtle detection line was the look in Murong Xiaoye's eyes when Yitian appeared at the crossroads.

It is the intersection of fate, the power of fate, and it is mysterious and uncertain.

Thinking of this, Yitian carefully observed Murong Xiaoye and found that her luck was unpredictable, and there were countless possibilities, making it difficult for people to see through her fate.

Looking away, Yitian turned his head to look at Changkong Wuji, and found that his body was also shrouded in vigorous and changeable atmospheric luck, and there were all kinds of possibilities for future encounters.

This is the first time that Yitian has comprehended this technique of contemplating qi, and it is completely by virtue of his special achievements in the field of spiritual consciousness that he has no teacher.

The origin of the observation of qi is unfathomable and has great exquisiteness.

I don't know why, I just do it casually, but it also opens up a new world for him.

"After watching it for a long time, do you have a conclusion?"

Murong Xiaoye's voice woke Yitian up, and he subconsciously turned around, just in time to meet Murong Xiaoye's eyes. ...,

"I don't think it's for you. ”

When Murong Xiaoye heard this, his face showed a little sense of loss, as if he had known that this would be the case, and he was not surprised at all.

"Let's go, I'll take you there. ”

With a faint smile, Murong Xiaoye regained his composure in the blink of an eye, and walked into the long pavilion with Yitian and Lan Xin.

At this time, the slight footsteps attracted the attention of the people in the pavilion, and Yi Qianjun looked up at Yiyin, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Xiaoye, you're here. Who are these two?"

Changkong Wuji and Xu Hongying both pressed the strings and turned their heads to look at Murong Xiaoye.

"This is Nangong Feiyu, who became famous in the battle last night, and the other is Lan Xin. ”

Yi Qianjun showed surprise on his face, looked at Yitian carefully, and found that he was handsome in appearance, calm in temperament, and quite temperamental.

Yi Qianjun's eyes aroused Yitian's vigilance, the eyes of this chess saint disciple were mysterious, containing a certain formation, with extremely strong transmission power, and could see through the secrets hidden in many people.

This is a kind of detection technique, which is a multiplicative method, and has certain specialties in the field of detection.

Yitian urged the Silence Spell, and the aura around his body instantly returned to zero, disappearing directly from Yi Qianjun's induction.

If it weren't for the naked eye to see that Yitian was still standing in front of him, Yi Qianjun would mistakenly think that Yitian no longer existed.

Sky Wuji was surprised by the changes in Yitian's body, and there was a hint of contemplation in his bright eyes.

Xu Hongying looked at Yitian, her expression was a little weird, and she seemed to be attracted by Yitian's handsomeness.

"Nangong Feiyu, that's amazing. In front of Shangguan Jin Hong, he killed the thirteen martial emperors of the Shangguan family in one go, which was really domineering. ”

Haha laughter rang out from the old man's mouth, breaking the silence in the long pavilion.

"The old man Deng Bochao is the owner of this Yafeng Xuan, welcome the two of you. ”

Deng Bochao looks like he is in his early sixties, with a square face with thick eyebrows, a red face, and quite kind.

Yitian said politely: "I took the liberty of coming and disturbed your Yaxing." ”

Yi Qianjun said with a smile: "It's a guest from afar, there is a fate to gather, please sit down." ”

A smile appeared on Changkong Wuji's face, and he said with a smile: "Yafeng Xuan is the meeting place of our Three Holy Disciples on weekdays, and it is rare to have a guest here today, and it can be regarded as a flourishing appearance, so the two of you don't have to be polite." ”

Xu Hongying bowed slightly, without words, looking quite cold.

Deng Bochao took the initiative to greet Yitian and Lan Xin, and after a polite exchange between the two sides, they talked about the current situation in Feiyun City.

"A lot of things have happened in Dongcheng District in recent days, what do you think about this?"

Deng Bochao went straight to the point and threw bricks and stones.

Changkong Wuji smiled: "Nangong Shaoxia happens to live in Dongcheng District, he should know more than us." ”

Yitian smiled: "Everyone chats, regardless of region. I'm new to Feiyun City, and I'm far less familiar with the situation here than you. ”

Yi Qianjun paid attention to Murong Xiaoye's expression and chuckled, "You all love to be modest, and I am more direct." I think there is a catastrophe in Feiyun City, and everyone needs to be extra careful. ”

Murong Xiaoye looked at Xu Hongying, deliberately avoiding Yi Qianjun's eyes, and said calmly: "The disciples of the Three Saints are affectionate to the mountains and rivers, and do not ask about mundane things. The so-called catastrophe is only aimed at some people with ulterior motives. ”

Xu Hongying said softly: "Being in the red dust, the heart is outside the world, seeing the truth alternately, it is difficult to resist the dust." ”

Deng Bo praised: "It's hard to resist the dust, who can really jump out of the world." ”

Lan Xin said: "No desire, no desire, no sorrow and no pain." If the heart does not move, the red dust is also a dream. ”

Lan Xin's words were exquisite, which caused the emotion of Changkong Wuji.

"Cultivating immortals is only for the sake of mortal desires, and the upper edge of the Sansheng Stone is with a g. ”

Yi Qianjun frowned, and said loudly: "Every time you chat, you sigh for a long time, which makes the atmosphere awkward. Today we will not talk about that, but only about the situation in the city. Nangong Feiyu, you offended the Shangguan family this time, what are your plans in the future?"

Yitian thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I haven't thought too much about it for the time being, with the strength of Ruifeng Tower, the Shangguan family can't afford to provoke it." ”

Yi Qianjun said: "What do you think about the matter of forging the sword tripod?"

Yitian couldn't understand whether Yi Qianjun's words were casually asked, or if he had another deep meaning, and thought about how to respond.

"To be able to make small talk with you here means I'm not interested in that thing. ”

Yitian's answer was very good, and he narrowed the distance between him and the people in the pavilion.

Among the five people present, Deng Bochao was the master of Yafeng Xuan, Changkong Wuji and Xu Hongying were disciples of Shengqin Pavilion, Yi Qianjun was a disciple of Shengjun Building, and Murong Xiaoye was a disciple of Painting Soul Xiaozhu.

The Three Holy Disciples met regularly, which shows the close relationship between the Three Holy Disciples.

Xu Hongying looked at Yitian and questioned: "You are from Dongcheng District, do you encounter any trouble on the road?"

Yitian was stunned for a moment, but then understood Xu Hongying's intentions.

Actually, Xu Hongying wanted to ask, what did you Nangong Feiyu do from Dongcheng District to Xicheng District for?

It's not going to be boring, come out for a walk, right?

Glancing at Murong Xiaoye, Yitian said: "I heard that there is a Snow Soul Cave in Xicheng District, so I rushed to take a look early in the morning, and I met Murong Xiaoye." The road was calm and nothing worth mentioning.

Sky Wuji reminded: "The Snow Soul Cave is extremely cold and very weird, so it's best not to get too close. ”

Yitian smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, I haven't had a chance to go yet." “

Deng Bochao laughed and said, "You can go to the Snow Soul Cave to take a look, as long as you don't go deeper." At present, the situation in Feiyun City is strange, the breath of the corpse king appeared last night, and the three major evil sects also appeared at the same time, so everyone can be more careful in the future. ”

Murong Xiaoye said lightly: "Under the Three Holy Sects, there is no dispute with the world, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, self-cultivation. ”

Yi Qianjun didn't quite agree with Murong Xiaoye's opinion, he had his own opinions...... ）