The old rain has not fallen, and new rain has been added.

On the clouds, a black figure slashed by.

It was an old man who flew on a sword, and the old man shook his wine bag, his face full of grievances: "Wine, wine, it's so cold, how can you bear to abandon me." ”

The strong wind stirred the sleeves of the old man's clothes, he smiled bitterly, and lowered his head to find a restaurant.

When passing by the sky above the Liuyun Sect, the old man's originally playful and uninhibited face was slightly stunned: "Huh? It's obviously a sect, how can it nourish a forbidden place? ”

The old man had no intention of looking for wine anymore, he did not hesitate to lower the tip of his sword, and instantly disappeared into the clouds as an afterimage.

Liuyun Sect, in front of the admonition tablet, the work of diverting disciples did not last long.

When Mo Qingyu was taken away by Elder Lu of Xuankong Peak, there were only a few people left in front of the admonition monument.

Elder Ouyang of Sword Bamboo Peak was originally a straightforward person, and there were very few people who could enter his magic eyes, and he only looked at one disciple.

At this moment, that disciple stood behind Elder Ouyang, waiting quietly.

"Xie An, reading that you have violated the rules of the sect for the first time, there is no master to choose from for the time being. After you think about it, you can ask me. ”

Blood overflowed from the corners of Xie Angong's mouth, but he still saluted respectfully: "Thank you, Elder Ouyang." ”

"Xie An, I see that your Dao heart is firm, but it is also in line with the way of my Sword Sect. After he thinks about it, I can pass on a thing or two to you, and try your understanding. ”

Xie An's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Elder Ouyang with grateful.

Great grace was in front of him, and he wanted to thank him but was speechless.

"I don't care what your father is, he is him, you are you, if you betray the sect, I will still raise my sword and behead you. Since you are in the sect, you must remember the rules of the sect and hope that you will be good at doing it yourself. ”

After saying that, Elder Ouyang stretched out his hand to summon Mu Chenzi and instructed him to take Xie An into the mountain, and then strode away with the disciples behind him.

Xie An looked at Elder Ouyang's back infatuately, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Xie An, Elder Ouyang has an extremely high vision. Now that you have entered the eyes, it is natural to behave well, and don't cause trouble during the thinking period. ”

Xie An nodded, followed behind Mu Chenzi alone, and the two walked slowly to the back mountain.

On the road, Xie An's identity was too eye-catching, but most of those eyes were mixed with unhappiness and banter.

"This is the kid who beat Han Gongzi into a serious injury, and it's not good?"

"I heard that he is the son of Xie Qingyun, a traitor to the sect, how can the sect accept disciples so bottomless."

"I suspect that if someone takes a favor, the son of a traitor should be cleared of the portal."

"I've been sent to the back mountain, what's the difference between that haunted place and cleaning the portal?"

"I'm betting on him that in less than two days, he'll go crazy."

"I bet he ...... a day"

……

Xie An did not argue with these people, but silently wrote them down.

He is not thirsty for killing, and for those who have benefactors, Xie An is willing to repay him; But those who insult their fathers should be punished!

The two slowly crossed the white jade arch bridge, and saw the auspicious clouds, the glow of the sun, and there was no sign of rain.

"Senior Brother Xie, this is called the White Jade Bridge, which is made of white jade ore and is one of the magic weapons of the Zhen Sect."

Xie An listened carefully, and kept it all in his mind, this was a rare opportunity to understand the sect.

Right now, he has offended the Law Enforcement Hall, and he is isolated by all the disciples, and there are only a few people who can talk.

He looked at Mu Chenzi gratefully, this person is quite patient with him, presumably he is also a good person, or he can have a deep friendship.

"Senior Brother Xie, look. There is Shenmu Peak. ”

Mu Chenzi pointed to a peak that entered the clouds and introduced: "Shenmu Peak, a place for the cultivation of spiritual grass and spiritual plants in the sect, and there are 10,000 acres of fertile land. Elder Tian Muzhi is well versed in the way of alchemy, but he is intoxicated with the way of Dan and has no intention of leading disciples, so the inheritance is naturally less. ”

Xie An listened and wrote it down word for word.

"That's Xuankong Peak, Elder Lu is good at magic circles. This peak has always been a sacred mountain for the sect to make talismans and practice weapons. It's a pity that Elder Lu has extremely strict requirements for his disciples' talents, and ordinary disciples can't study that mysterious magic array. ”

The Liuyun Sect is so big that it is not easy to walk, so Mu Chenzi proposed to step on the sword.

Every time he passes by, Mu Chenzi will have a detailed introduction.

"Senior brother, there is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, where the sect's contributions are exchanged for the rubbings of the exercises."

"This is the ...... of the Law Enforcement Hall"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Chenzi suddenly accelerated the speed of the flying sword, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

Xie An didn't know what was going on, so he only heard Mu Chenzi say: "Fang was locked by Elder Han's divine sense, so he was terrified. ”

"Senior Brother Mu, what is divine sense?" Xie An asked.

"Divine sense? Let me explain it. Mu Chenzi pondered for a moment, and then explained, "To put it simply, people have divine sense, but mortal body divine consciousness is weak and cannot be detected. ”

"When a practitioner absorbs spiritual energy to temper his body, he will naturally nourish his divine sense. The stronger the divine sense, the more it is equivalent to the deafness of the ears and eyes, and vice versa. ”

"However, before the foundation is built, the divine consciousness cannot be released externally, but can only be verified by vipassana. The junior and younger disciples must not be in a hurry, so as not to be counterattacked. ”

Xie An hurriedly bowed his head and thanked him again and again.

Flying all the way, Mu Chenzi took Xie An out of the core of the sect, and finally came to a remote woodland.

This is the mountain behind the sect, the terrain is undulating, and it is shocking to look at from a high place.

The so-called back mountain is a basin behind the Liuyun Sect, during which there are many kinds of forests, and the density is not visible.

"Senior brother, the outer disciples all have the waist card of the sect, but the waist card still needs to be prepared. Someone will send it afterwards. ”

"The junior brother doesn't have a waist card yet, so he can't move around at will for the time being, so as not to inadvertently violate the door rules."

With that, Mu Chenzi rose to the sky and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"It's good to be able to fly." Xie An looked at Mu Chenzi's back and muttered, "I don't know when I will be able to fly with my sword." ”

He came to a small courtyard alone, which was simple but also had a room and a courtyard.

The house has a grass roof, and the main body is made of mountain stones.

The small courtyard is simpler, made up of various irregular wooden piles, which have fallen crookedly.

The interior of the stone house is dim, overgrown with weeds, and unusually damp.

The dark wooden tables and chairs were crooked, uninhabited for a long time.

From now on, this is his second home.

Xie An rolled up his sleeves and wrists and began to tidy up, he was not tall, but his body was very flexible.

Weeds cover the roof, which solves the problem of wind leakage and rain protection.

Stone hammers and wooden strips repaired the fence of the small courtyard.

When the careful Xie An cleaned up the courtyard gate, he specially transplanted a few small flowers.

After half a day, the entire small courtyard in the back mountain is eye-catching and refreshing.

Gollum!

Xie An's stomach was unbearable, he wanted to go deep into the forest to find something to fill his stomach, but he heard a strange noise outside the courtyard.

He stepped out with his sword in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure.

Mo Qingyu stood quietly in front of the wooden door of the small courtyard.

The wooden gate of the small courtyard has just been repaired and has not yet been cleaned, and the wooden door is covered with mud and moss.

Xie An froze in place, a little at a loss.

In his memory, Mo Qingyu has always maintained a cold and arrogant look.

At this time, she has a lively little dimple on her face.

"Huh? Don't invite me in? ”