Three days later, Wuling Valley.

It's not a good day.

Heavy rain crackled down, giving people the feeling of spring cold.

The Wuling Valley in the distance seems to belong to this world and is isolated.

Not a single drop of rain fell into it.

Li Ping'an led the old cow, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Wuling Valley, not bad, really good~

"Hey, don't say it, this Wuling Valley is really magnificent"

In front of the mountain gate of Wuling Valley, hundreds of monks from all over the world have gathered.

Changqing was called by a few fellow disciples.

Li Ping'an led the old cow and walked around.

"Hey, it's someone from Huailu Academy who is here!"

"Huailu Academy?"

“.......”

The crowd followed the prestige, and the crowd automatically split one way.

This time, Huailu Academy led the team with the famous Confucian bells

He was followed by several disciples.

"That's Jing Yu?"

"Well, you are already in the fifth grade realm at a young age, you have to be more careful."

All the parents are telling their juniors.

Jing Yu is one of the younger generation of Huailu Academy with the highest cultivation and qualifications, and is highly valued by all families.

Behind Jing Yu, there were also several young men and women.

Among them were two girls who were very good-looking.

The woman on the right is dressed in white and slim.

There is a scholarly temperament between the eyebrows, even if it is a plain dress, it gives people a fairy-like feeling.

The woman on the left is completely different, with a confident and calm expression.

The eyes were bent into a crescent moon shape, and they looked around.

Dressed in green, with delicate curves.

Wearing a long sword, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

Behind the two women, there was such a chubby young man with a small belly and a piece of bread in his hand.

The appearance is very likable.

As soon as several people appeared, it caused a wide discussion.

"The woman in white is called Zhao Ling'er, a disciple of the younger generation of Huailu Academy, very talented, and now she has entered the three-grade realm."

"The woman in green is called Alia, she is not from the Central Plains, she is from the same place as Zhao Ling'er, and her cultivation has also reached the three-grade realm."

"Where's the little fat man behind you?"

"I don't know much about it, but I think I've been in the newspaper before."

"Oh? Why? ”

"It seems to be because I fell into a pit and stayed for a day and a night."

"Talent!!"

"Yes, the younger generation of Huailu Academy should not be underestimated."

"Master Fahui has arrived!!"

With a loud shout.

I saw more than a dozen monks in robes walking in the distance.

Changqing lifted his pants and hurriedly blended in.

"Master, uncle!"

"That is Changqing, the leader of the new generation of Buddhism, who has a profound knowledge of Buddhism and is known as a saint!"

"The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain has arrived!!"

An old Taoist priest walked in the crowd with square steps, but he really had that bit of momentum.

Next to him was a young man who looked a little wooden.

Wearing a gray shirt, revealing his tendons.

Although Longhu Mountain was defeated, the heritage is still there.

And it is said that the Heavenly Master accepted a very talented disciple.

"Why do you look stupid?" Someone whispered.

"It's just that it looks like it's doing farm work, not like a cultivator."

"It's like it's called... Qin Shi!! ”

Qin Shi followed behind the old Heavenly Master, and he couldn't help but be a little cramped.

........

"Nanguo Mansion Yan Family!"

"Someone from the Nanguo Mansion is also here?"

"Well, it is said that Yan Shisan, the concubine of the Nanguo Mansion, was accepted as a disciple by the great Confucian Zhang Tai."

Yan Jingyang and Yan Shisan followed behind their father and brother.

After a few years, Li Ping'an still remembers the first time he saw Yanjingyang.

Relying on his identity as a son of the Southern Prince's Mansion, he acted recklessly.

Now Yan Jingyang is much calmer, but his resentment towards Yan Shisan is increasing unabated.

Yan Thirteen is not the previous Yan Thirteen for a long time, since he untied the knot with the help of Li Ping'an.

Cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, and it is even more worshipping the great Confucian Zhang Tai as a teacher.

It has long been a person who is not from the same world as Yan Jingyang.

"Don't say it, that Yan Thirteen is really a bit heroic."

"yes, yes."

Seeing that everyone around him was focused on Yan Shisan, Yan Jingyang secretly clenched his fists.

...........

Jingle jingle bell~

The crisp ringing of the bell is in your ears.

A woman in pink jumped up and down in the middle of the crowd.

"Ling'er, slow down."

Wang Yi, who had already grown up behind him, couldn't help but shout.

"Slow down, don't get lost."

The blacksmith Lao Mo smoked a dry cigarette and silently followed.

It was still the same dead fish face, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"Master, this is the ancient capital of Wuling Mountain, which is really spectacular."

Wang Yi, who has been in Yumen Pass for more than ten years, looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but feel like a poor boy entering the city.

"If you look good, you will see more, and you will have to fight with people later, you can only win and not lose!

Otherwise, you will want to marry my daughter and enter the door. ”

Wang Yi scratched his head and smiled.

Lao Mo snorted and strode forward on his own.

Wang Yi glanced around, looking for Zhao Ling'er, Alia, and Fat Jun's three friends.

At the beginning, the four of them were escorted by Li Ping'an from the four towns of Anbei to Huailu Academy in the capital.

As a result, Wang Yi was not admitted, and the other three stayed in Huailu Academy.

After many years, I don't know what happened to them.

A few months ago, I learned from the letter that they would also come to Wuling Mountain.

Wang Yi is looking forward to the day when we meet again.

...........

"Hey, do you know who that is? The soldier is old and silent.

and his newly recruited apprentice, named Wang Yi.

Speaking of which, this Wang Yi and Zhao Ling'er, a disciple of Huailu Academy who just walked over, still have a bit of a relationship...."

Li Ping'an listened to the mouths of others and nodded thoughtfully.

And the old cow squatted in an inconspicuous corner.

Listening to other people's comments, from time to time I show the same expression.

Later, he also received a handful of melon seeds from others.

Li Ping'an snorted melon seeds with the old cow with relish.

The breeze is blowing, and I watch familiar people walk in front of me.

Li Ping'an was thinking that when he knew them before, they weren't so good.

As a result, they have now become the topic of discussion in other people's mouths.

Li Ping'an has a feeling that his children have finally grown up.

Sometimes he really wants to brag to others.

When I didn't see that Qin of Longhu Mountain, he was able to apprentice because of me.

Yan Shisan of the Nanguo Mansion was the one who helped him untie the knot in his heart and help him apprentice Zhang Tai.

Don't you see the white-clothed Jing Yu of the academy that you call a genius, and the holy son of Buddhism, Changqing.

That's all my buddy!!

There is also that Alia, Zhao Ling'er, Wang Yi, and Fat Jun.

It was sent all the way to Huailu Academy by me from the four towns of Anbei...

But no one will believe it.

Li Ping'an also doesn't like to brag.

Gee~

It's a hard time.

In the blink of an eye, everything changed.

Li Ping'an's smile was a little complicated.

The forehead has memorized the time, and I can't bear to talk about a thousand words.

Li Ping'an just touched the old cow's head.