Wufeng Mountain Daxing Peak, the sea forest is hazy in moonlight. The wind in the forest sounded, but it didn't seem cool.

A touch of light, down the bamboo forest, a person standing in the middle, both hands clenched into fists. Take a deep breath, don't make a sound, swing your fist, and secretly exert force. One move and one style, seemingly casual, like an old man swinging a fist, itching power, but a few meters away from the tree, it can knock down the leaves in the distance.

The frequency accelerated, the pace began to be light, the random discipline was highlighted, and when he jumped up, the figure floated in the air, and a cyclone scurried around, and in a trance, beside him, there were virtual petals. The petals rushed, stabbing out the sword light in the air, above the sword light, a bee sting on the top of the queen bee's head rushed out, one, two, three, and when the fourth queen bee had not yet formed, the illusory petals were broken, the bee shadow disappeared, and the surrounding forces were retracted, and there was a slow silence.

The grim color was written on his face, and a person came down from mid-air, closed his eyes slightly, released his fists, and did not complain, but he was slightly lost in his heart, and sighed softly for a long time: "I still haven't been able to summon the fourth queen bee!" Not to mention the nine days of bee dance, even the nine bees are far from summoning me. ”

Looking up at the moonlit sky, without saying a word, standing and pondering, thinking in my heart. Suddenly, he flew into the night sky, although he could not achieve the bee dance for nine days, but his trick of bee shadow without a trace was already superb. The light sky has passed, the figure is light, taking advantage of the moonlight, the young man falls on the tree, resting and appreciating.

Take a pot of water from his waist, take a sip, wipe the corners of his mouth, he looks to the east, where is his homeland.

The moonlight is very beautiful and attracts people to linger, but the sea forest is still dead and silent, and there is no sound.

Canghailin can only be entered by the disciples of the inner hall of Daxing Peak, while there are only four disciples of the inner hall of Daxing Peak of Tianyu Gate.

The inner hall is so big, only the four disciples and the peak master couple, this huge Canghai Forest is unmanned, and it is understandable. It's just that this young man didn't have the white shirt of the inner temple disciple, and there was no sign for the inner temple disciple. He, naturally, is not a disciple of the inner hall of Daxing Peak.

Tianyumen is a medium-strength sect among the many cultivation sects in the Western Regions, located in Wufeng Mountain. Daxing Peak is one of the five peaks, and there is a peak master He Yicai in charge. Among the disciples of the Five Peaks, they are divided into inner temple disciples, outer temple disciples and registered disciples. Although they can all be called disciples of Tianyumen, they are very different.

The Five Peaks Peak Lord generally only teaches the inner temple disciples, so the inner temple disciples are the true elite of the Tianyu Sect. Although the peak master occasionally guides the disciples of the outer hall, most of the time, the position of guiding the disciples of the outer hall is held by the disciples of the inner hall.

As for the registered disciples, they are mostly attached to the Tianyumen to live, and it is more suitable to say that they are miscellaneous servants than to say that they are not good disciples. They will also learn some of the fur of Tianyumen, but it is impossible for them to touch the most essential things of Tianyumen.

Meng Xiaoran came to Tianyumen at the age of ten, and it has been seven years now. For seven years, Meng Xiaoran has always been a registered disciple, and he has never thought of any idea of entering the outer hall and then being favored by He Yicai to enter the inner hall. He didn't care about any of this, and even said that he was a little jealous.

In the past seven years, he has not learned much from Tianyumen, but he has been secretly practicing the bee dance for nine days. When he practiced the Bee Shadow without a trace to perfection, he quietly ignored the precautions of many disciples every night and entered the Canghai Forest to practice the Bee Dance for nine days.

A wave ~ laughing ~ lewd ~ words came, Meng Xiaoran did not move, he was used to stopping the practice at this time every night, because the pair of men and women would often go into the sea forest at this time to enjoy the joy of fish and water.

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly dark skin, and a handsome face is the senior brother in Daxing Peak, and Long Tong, the inner temple disciple of He Yicai. And the person with the look **, the body is light and soft, and the person with rich legs ~ milk is Mo Qingqing, a disciple of the outer hall.

After some clouds and rain, Mo Qingqing stroked Long Tong's chest and said coquettishly: "Senior brother, people serve you so wholeheartedly, do you know what I think about you." ”

Long Tong touched his hand and said, "How can I not know what you think of me." I can't give you a name, but I'll do my best to do what you want. ”

Mo Qingqing said angrily: "As I wish, hmph, my greatest wish is to be with Senior Brother in the open." ”

Long Tong smiled bitterly: "I know it's impossible, why do you force me." Sooner or later, Senior Sister Lin'er and I will get married, and then I will take over his father's responsibilities and take charge of Daxingfeng. If it were someone else's family, it would be possible for me to marry you as a child. But the previous heads of Tianyumen have never married a small tradition, how can I break it. ”

"Hmph, in the end, it's just because He Lin'er has a better father than me. ”

"Alright, don't be angry. Aren't you and me happy like this? I promise you that in a few days I will help you mention the matter of entering the inner sanctum. I hope that it won't be long before you become the fifth Inner Sanctum disciple under Master's seat. ”

With this promise, Mo Qingqing turned to smile, and lay on Long Tong's chest softly, and after a burst of soft words, the sound of prodigal continued to come.

The wind swept softly, provoking people's hearts, but Meng Xiaoran did not move at all, his heart was as calm as water, silent. Men and women in the distance seem to have never happened at all. Until the pair of men and women walked away for a long time, the sky was slightly white, Meng Xiaoran took another sip of clear water, and the bee shadow passed without a trace.

Walking in the air, looking down and seeing that there was a book underground, he stepped down lightly, and the place where he stood was where the men and women had just been. Bent down and picked up the book, and the seal was written with the Inner Cang Sutra.

"I've heard of the Inner Cang Sutra, it's the Tianyumen Heart Sutra that only disciples of the Inner Temple can read. ”

He practiced the bee dance for nine days, and has been suffering from no mental assistance, turning the book and skimming it, seeing that the inner cang scripture is written by the mental method, which is quite helpful to his practice, and he said: "Presumably it was Long Tong who flattered Mo Qingqing, so he brought it to her to watch, but he didn't want the two of them to pull down the scripture after the water." ”

Put the scriptures in your clothes, and Meng Xiaoran rose again without a trace. Canghailin was dead and silent, and it was as if nothing had happened overnight.

Tianyu Gate rules, three bells after the name of the disciple up. Meng Xiaoran put on a gray robe and began to record the life of a named disciple for a day.

Registered disciples, starting from the life of miscellaneous servants, can only eat after the completion of miscellaneous labor, and then practice some Tianyumen kung fu. Meng Xiaoran has been in business for seven years, and he has no quarrel with others, and he will do whatever miscellaneous work is arranged.

In the Tianyu Gate, the desk of Mo Qingqing, a disciple in the outer hall, was something that many registered disciples did not dare to touch and clean. With the backer of the senior brother, Mo Qingqing's temper is inevitably a little rushed.

After being shirked by everyone, Meng Xiaoran was finally responsible for cleaning Mo Qingqing's desk. His heart was like fresh water, but he didn't make Mo Qingqing angry. However, when he got the Neicang Sutra at night, Meng Xiaoran watched it for a little more time, and his spirit was slightly low in the morning. Without paying attention, he swept the sachet in Mo Qingqing's desk to the end.

At this time, Mo Qingqing passed by, and suddenly became angry and said, "Xiao Huang, what are you doing." ”

Xiao Huang! Meng Xiaoran's pseudonym. At this moment, he hurriedly picked up the sachet, held it with both hands and apologized: "Senior Sister Mo Qingqing, forgive me." ”

"Forgive me, hum!" snatched the sachet, Mo Qingqing patted the dust on it and said, "It's so careless." ”

Others lowered their heads to do things, and occasionally looked sideways, and they all said that Xiao Huang is usually careful in doing things, how did something go wrong today. provoked Mo Qingqing, how could there be good fruit to eat.

After being reprimanded for a few words, Meng Xiaoran did not reply, he has always been like this in Tianyumen, and he has his own reasons for being low-key. After Mo Qingqing left, he continued to do miscellaneous labor. After being so busy, I went to the dining hall with everyone to eat.

The Tianyu Sect is strictly hierarchical, and the places where the three types of disciples eat are also different. Meng Xiaoran and other registered disciples sat in the outer hall, and the disciples in the outer hall were in the inner hall. The disciples of the inner temple had breakfast with He Yicai and his wife in the inner room.

After the meal was ordered, Meng Xiaoran grabbed a steamed bun and chewed it. Squeak, he frowned, and spit out the steamed bun from his mouth, which was wrapped in gravel slag. Helpless, he had no choice but to put the steamed buns on the table and prepare to take a sip of porridge. As soon as his mouth came to the bowl, he saw someone in the inner hall looking at him.

Meng Xiaoran didn't move, Yu Guang had already seen that Mo Qingqing was snickering, and now it was known that this must be Mo Qingqing making trouble, presumably this porridge also moved.

After practicing all night, reading books also consumes mental energy, coupled with the chores in the morning, Meng Xiaoran is hungry.

Regardless of the porridge bowl, he picked up the steamed bun and came to the snack point and said to the senior brother who made the rice: "Senior Brother Li, my steamed bun has stone slag, can you help me change it, and please get me one more." ”

"Xiao Huang, you are so bold!" Before the rice maker opened his mouth, Mo Qingqing appeared again and said, "The rules of Tianyu Gate strictly prohibit waste, you don't drink porridge, and you want to get an extra steamed bun!"

Meng Xiaoran held the steamed bun in the palm of his hand and said, "Senior Sister Mo, my steamed bun does have too many gravel. As for the porridge, I didn't want to drink it this morning. ”

"Hmph, everyone is eating porridge and steamed buns, but you say you don't drink or eat. Do you think you're a wealthy man, and you can eat whatever you want in the morning? As for the steamed buns with gravel, it's even more ridiculous, they are all the same steamed buns, why don't other people have them, but you do, I think you are deliberately finding fault. ”

Who is the person who deliberately finds fault, the people in the outer hall are silent but they all know it. Mo Qingqing wants to deliberately deceive Xiao Ran, this is obvious.

The stomach rumbled again, Meng Xiaoran was even a little hungry in a trance, if he really didn't eat in the morning, I'm afraid he would be out of energy all day today, he pleaded again.

But the person who cooked, Li Ban, was obviously in cahoots with Mo Qingqing, not only ignored Meng Xiaoran, but also helped: "No, no, everyone is according to the portion, how can you say that you take more, if you want to eat more, go to be a disciple of the outer hall, if you want to pick and choose, go to be a disciple of the inner hall." ”

Mo Qingqing was proud, gave Li Ban an appreciative look, pinched the stone slag steamed bun with his hand, and said with contempt: "Senior Brother Xiao, go and eat." There are still many things to do later, don't blame Senior Sister for not reminding you. ”

After humming and turning around, Mo Qingqing was so excited.

In Meng Xiaoran's eyes, the people in the outer hall were all bowing their heads and silent at the moment, and even more snickering. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder among the five peaks, Daxing Peak was the least prosperous in the past hundred years, and the famous disciples withered. He Yi has these disciples, what else can he expect. But he has always been low-key, and he hasn't messed with anyone, so can't he even eat a full bite today?

Meng Xiaoran raised his head and said, "Senior Sister Mo, please stay?"

Mo Qingqing turned around and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Meng Xiaoran said: "The steamed buns of all the senior brothers do not have stone slag, but my steamed bread has stone slag." I suspect someone did it on purpose. Master has always taught us brothers to love each other, and if someone really wants to do something to me, it will naturally break Master's rules. Senior Sister Mo pinched my steamed bun and naturally saw the stone slag. So I want to ask Senior Sister Mo to help me testify, go with me to the Master, and let the Master make a judgment. ”

"Do you want to see Master?" Mo Qingqing said with angry eyebrows, "Who will help you testify?" Moreover, Master will not meddle in your affairs. ”

"Senior Sister Mo doesn't need to be angry, just accompany me for a while. ”

"No, no. You're going to go on your own. Mo Qingqing didn't want to cause trouble for herself, so she quickly turned around and left.

Meng Xiaoran raised her voice and said, "Senior Sister Mo, if you don't go with me, is it because you are afraid of finding out that it was you who did it?"

Mo Qingqing was furious: "Xiao Huang, you are so bold! If you frame your fellow disciples, you will be expelled from the sect. ”

Meng Xiaoran's face was calm, and under the gaze of everyone, he brought the bowl of porridge over again and said, "Whether it is a false accusation against the same door, we will naturally know if we go to see the master together." I have the fragrance of vermilion flowers in this porridge bowl, and if I think I like vermilion orchids in Daxingfeng, there is only you, Senior Sister Mo. ”

"You, you ......" Mo Qingqing felt that she had miscalculated, how could she forget this stubble, she was speechless all of a sudden, and happened to see Long Tong in the distance, she was like seeing a savior, and hurriedly greeted, "Senior brother, please come and administer justice." ”

When the senior brother appeared, everyone dared not say much. Mo Qingqing's eyes were full of pride, and he wanted to be angry with Long Tong to be angry with himself.

Long Tong came over and said, "I heard the quarrel here when I came out of the back room, what is the so-called matter?"

Without waiting for Meng Xiaoran to explain, Mo Qingqing said first: "Senior brother is in charge for me, this Xiao Huang actually spewed blood, saying that I did something in his porridge." ”

Long Tong frowned and looked at Meng Xiaoran and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, what Senior Sister Mo said is true?"

Meng Xiaoran said calmly: "I did do my hands and feet in the porridge, but I am not bloody. ”

Long Tong shook his head and said, "Ridiculous, how could Senior Sister Mo do such a thing." Xiao Huang, I forgive you for always acting cautiously, and you will not report the false accusation to the master. Alright, let's all disperse. ”

In this way, it can no longer be described as favoritism, and it is useless for Meng Xiaoran to say more.

Seeing that Long Tong left, Mo Qingqing was even more contemptuous, leaned closer and whispered, "Senior Brother Xiao, if you don't eat any more, it will be cold." Also, remember your identity, after all, you are only a registered disciple, and if you are not careful, you will be expelled from the school. Fight me, you're still far away. ”

Hungry, hungry! Keeping low doesn't mean you can make me hungry. What's more, you're going too far!" Meng Xiaoran said in a high-pitched voice: "Senior Sister Mo, the registered disciple is also a disciple of Tianyumen, how can he be expelled casually." If you talk about expulsion from the sect, I also ask you to remember what you said yourself, if you frame your fellow disciples, you will definitely be expelled. ”

Mo Qingqing's fingertips trembled, and he pointed and said, "Okay, you Xiao Huang, you dare to threaten me." Okay, I'll see if it's you or me who gets expelled first!"

When the discussion began, some of the disciples occasionally showed regret, whispering that Xiao Huang was going to be unlucky this time! If he offends Mo Qingqing, he is afraid that he is really in danger of being expelled.

If you don't die, you won't die! Meng Xiaoran knew that Mo Qingqing must have gone to Long Tong to discuss how to deal with him. If she doesn't make a move, she will be extremely passive, since she is dead, the bee shadow needs to move!