The young man's face was cold, and he was walking aimlessly with a token engraved with the word "Xuan" on his waist.

The young man is Ye Junhao, he came here firstly because Wu Mingzi asked them to let ninety-eight people check the sixteenth district, and secondly, for the sake of the old man.

"Hehe, thank you Chen Mo!"

Ye Junhao smiled secretly in his heart.

A month ago, he took the initiative to challenge Chu Xiqing, but he almost died, leaving him seriously injured, but it was precisely because of this incident that Elder Du Hai relaxed his vigilance against him and greatly relaxed his surveillance.

Just three days ago, the voice of the old man suddenly sounded in his heart: "Hao'er, it is inconvenient for me to take the initiative to look for you at this moment, you are here to ......"

He followed the feeling in his heart all the way to here, about a hundred miles away, and suddenly felt someone staring at him behind him, and turned back suddenly, only to see a young man staring at him with a puzzled expression.

Wen Muyan felt very strange, and inexplicably had a good impression of this young man in his heart, so he kept staring at his back.

This kind of favor only appeared when he was facing the aura after he ate the fruit and the waste body disappeared and was able to cultivate, and now he actually appeared again in the face of an unknown teenager.

At this time, Ye Junhao turned his head and looked at Wen Muyan, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little embarrassing.

"Hiss~."

Wen Muyan turned his face away from looking at the young man, but he kept the young man's face firmly in his heart.

Ye Junhao glanced at it and didn't take it to heart, so naturally he couldn't delay the business because of this little thing.

Both of them just felt strange and didn't react, but someone hiding in the shadows was surprised at the moment, and for the first time felt that the world was so small.

Wu Mingzi arranged the ninety-eight people into the four courtyards and sixteen districts, and Chu Xiqing happened to be assigned to the Tianhe Courtyard, but the Tianhe Courtyard was empty, in fact, except for the ninety-eight people who were Tianhe period monks, among the nearly 100,000 people, there was not a single one.

So Chu Xiqing secretly ran to the spiritual home to follow Ye Junhao, trying to find evidence.

As a result, he met an unexpected old man in this spiritual home - Wen Muyan, who was rescued by him when he was collecting medicine in Anchang Town, Hanjiang County.

"Fate, it's wonderful!"

Chu Xiqing said with emotion.

In fact, I didn't find anything wrong with Ye Junhao all the way, and immediately decided to give up tracking Ye Junhao for the time being and go to meet this old man.

Wen Muyan shook his head and turned around to go back to cultivation.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly heard someone call his name, the voice was a little strange and a little familiar, he looked back, stunned in place.

There were two people talking and laughing past Wen Muyan on the side, one of them couldn't dodge and hit his shoulder, and Wen Muyan stumbled.

He didn't care, but ran towards the man behind him with a smile on his face and an excited expression.

"Shh

Chu Xiqing glanced around, and put his right index finger to his lips in silence.

"Chu ......" Wen Muyan just wanted to shout, but was interrupted by this Chu Gongzi, who could be said to have given him a new life.

Immediately, Wen Muyan walked quickly to Chu Xiqing's side and said in a low voice: "Master Chu, go to my mansion to talk." ”

Chu Xiqing nodded and followed behind Wen Muyan.

Wen Muyan, who was walking in front, turned his head slightly, glanced at the young man behind him, and was secretly surprised in his heart.

In his impression, Chu Xiqing was just a kind-hearted mortal boy in the township who knew some kung fu.

One day, he accidentally got a strange fruit, but with the vision of a young man, he naturally couldn't see its value and effect, so the fruit came into his hands Wen Muyan.

Wen Muyan often wondered, is this the kind of creation that belongs to the teenager halfway?

Therefore, he was extremely grateful to Chu Xiqing in his heart, once he thought that he would wait until he was successful in his cultivation in the future, to find Chu Xiqing, lead him to the path of cultivation, and then protect the road, even if he failed to reach a certain height in the end, but this is also a kindness, after all, becoming a qi practitioner from a mortal is another life, out of the ordinary.

However, nowadays, it seems that the life of a teenager is not as simple as it seems.

Now that he is at the peak of his spiritual cultivation and has stepped into the Xuantai stage in half a step, he can't see through the young Chu Xiqing.

"Could it be that he is a descendant of a certain family and has been exiled to exercise?" Wen Muyan's heart moved.

It is not impossible, there was once a young master of a big clan who was cruelly thrown by his parents in a small remote place, and then the young master went through hardships and rose strong alone. After returning to the clan, he cultivated deeply, his heart was tenacious, and the city government was extremely deep, and he completely defeated his peers.

He shook his head immediately, no longer thinking about those ethereal things, just knowing that they were friends and foes.

…………

In a pavilion, a stone table, two people sit opposite each other, the breeze slowly blows the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves whine with the wind.

"It's really fate to be able to meet Chu Gongzi again in this immortal courtyard!"

Wen Muyan, who had reached the top, looked a little excited when he saw the middle-aged man, and immediately said respectfully: "Master Huang! ”

The middle-aged man looked puzzled and asked softly, "Frugal child? ”

Wen Muyan nodded happily, took out a letter from his sleeve, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The letter was sealed by magic, and the middle-aged man opened it casually, browsing the words written in aura on the letter.

After a while, the middle-aged man was stunned, and his gaze staring at the letter shifted to Wen Muyan, his eyes revealing some disbelief.

"Are you Wen Muyan? I remember when you were condemned as a waste, unable to absorb aura, and now this is? ”

"Master Huang, now I am no longer a waste, and I have cultivated to the peak of spiritual cultivation!"

"When will you be able to cultivate?"

The middle-aged man was shocked, the waste body was not so easy to change.

"A year and a half ago." Wen Muyan replied.

The middle-aged man said "yes" three times in a row, and then sighed: "Things in the world are so unpredictable, the kid who was not optimistic about anyone back then has become a cultivation wizard." ”

He paused, looked at Wen Muyan and said with a smile: "Gong Jian abandoned me as a master for the sake of the family business, and now he has sent me a son with better qualifications, heh, it's good." ”

Wen Muyan was stunned for a moment, then fell to the ground and said loudly: "Wen Muyan greets the master." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Good boy, get up." ”

He stepped forward to help Wen Muyan, and a small sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"This magic weapon should be regarded as a meeting gift for the teacher, you can usually come here, and the teacher will personally guide you."

"In addition, you must practice diligently, and it will be of great benefit to you to win the first prize in the big competition at the end of the month." Huang Shao, a middle-aged man, admonished.

Wen Muyan took the little sword, nodded in agreement, and hesitated: "Master, ...... my brother Muchuan?" ”

Huang Shao waved his hand, "I will greet the elders of the Qi Refining Academy, but it is up to him how far he can go." ”