The yellow oriole sings the willows, the willows dance to the wind, the wind accompanies the distant clouds, the clouds are far away from the sunrise, and a handful of golden glow falls obliquely, like the most missed smile.

Fu Mi is an unreasonable gentleman, and the students he teaches are all unreasonable characters, the most unreasonable of which is Chen Yu, followed by Luoyang.

I don't know how my mother is, Luoyang is very well-behaved in front of Mr., the chic white clothes are changed into a straight Confucian robe, the waist is neatly knotted, the chest is straight, the head is up, the hands are standing, the eyes are looking at the nose, the nose is looking at the heart, the mouth is talking, and the articles are extra rapping.

Mr. Big squinted his eyes, his brows were tense and loose, the green bamboo in his hand was sometimes raised, sometimes put down, and as Luoyang gradually got better, he was indeed relieved, as if he had put down a very heavy burden.

"The chapter is clear and bright, and the light is pure and the color is ......"

Seeing that Sumeru was relaxed, Luoyang's tone was stunned, thinking that Mr. Zhizhi was trusted, and he planned to be lazy and not continue to memorize the lengthy article.

"Go on, I didn't tell you to stop, I don't want to see Nanno, do you?"

The cat caught the mouse, hit the snake seven inches, Mr. Big didn't fall the green bamboo, but Luoyang still felt tight in his heart and continued to recite.

Mr. Big nodded with satisfaction, he liked Luoyang's nervous appearance very much, the thug was tight in his heart, and now that he has a way to save energy, he naturally doesn't want to fight, everyone has inertia, not just Luoyang.

The chirping Huang Li heard enough of this article, spread his wings and fly, the appearance of freedom is called Luoyang yearning, and the speed of speech is faster, but the words are very careful, the article is very long, the teacher listens very seriously, and he can not relax every word.

The corner of the eaves slanted into the bamboo forest, Luoyang closed his mouth as if relieved, looked at the new teacher, looked forward to it, and couldn't wait to be as free as a bird.

"Very good, you can't forget these, if you don't use them until the day you die, find someone to pass them on......"

Fu Mi nodded with satisfaction, looking old and old, his spirit seemed to be drained away in an instant, just like the old tree under the remnant sun, so that Luoyang forgot what he was looking forward to for a while, and his mind was "If you die on the day." ”

Not long after the old man left, the old man was also leaving, reluctant but helpless, he poured three glasses of bitter wine in his heart, one cup of love parting, one cup of begging, and one cup of can't be put down.

"Hahaha, it seems that I still beat you less, otherwise you shouldn't be this crying face. ”

"Teacher ......"

"Hey, don't talk about those I don't like to hear, I really don't have many days to live, but maybe I will live longer than you, and I will have to change another successor. ”

Fu Mi smiled, without the majesty of rejecting people thousands of miles away, he reached out and rubbed Luoyang's hair, the warm feeling made Luoyang stunned for a moment, and suddenly came out of his mind, and the thoughts in his heart gradually sprouted, and gradually became strong and uncontrollable.

"Don't think about it, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm, growing up is always inseparable from parting, whether it is long or short, it is all part of it. ”

"I'd rather not grow up if I could......"

"Stupid words, what should we do if you don't grow up, people will be tired, they need to rest, I'm already very tired and tired, if you don't grow up, who will I carry for my predecessors?"

"They all want to be detached, but they never think that detached is actually a very terrible thing, endless time, eternal loneliness, mountains and rivers will always be seen, love and hate will inevitably become empty, and in the end, there is no desire and no desire......"

"What is that is desireless, desireless, and supreme?"

"It's the sky, it's what they've been opposing all along, and what they want to defeat has become him, can it be regarded as a victory?"

"The teacher has been thinking about this question for more than ten years and has no answer, and I have handed it over to you, if you have an answer one day, don't forget to tell me. ”

Saying that, Fu Mi smiled and squinted his eyes, and rubbed Luoyang's hair again, feeling warm, as if he was staying by the fire in winter, just like the summer evening breeze blowing on his face, and the food was served when he was hungry......

There are many similar feelings, which can actually be summed up in two words, happiness.

Around me, a very small happiness, like the closeness and warmth of family, is what Luoyang longs for but can't have, it is what Nannuo wants to give to Luoyang, and it is also the purity that has been missing in the fireworks.

"Good boy, he was really born for the sword, Qi Tianxiang is not as good as you!"

Mr. Big laughed and patted Luoyang on the shoulder, the leaves fell silently, when Luoyang came back to his senses, he had arrived at the Qin State military camp on the border of Qi and Qin, Kong Zhou leaned on the ancient tree, smiling easily, and the eyes of the surrounding sergeants slowly gathered, very hot.

"It turns out that I, the one who has been chasing the sun, has become someone else's sun......"

Luoyang couldn't help muttering, Kong Zhou frowned slightly, and then chuckled with relief, a very powerful smile, which easily infected Luoyang.

"Qi and we have to fight, in order to reduce casualties and leave the fire, we ......"

Kong Zhou handed Luoyang a very elegant spirit sword, and the voice recounted the antecedents that Luoyang did not know, and in his heart, like other soldiers, he was looking forward to Luoyang creating the consequences with his own hands.

The war has been raging for many years, the people are struggling to make a living, and the family letters are thousands of gold, and their lives are like mustard......

Compared with the human world under the jurisdiction of the Four Seas Alliance, the red dust that exists between the lines is headed by Kunlun, supplemented by Lingshan and Wudang, and is as precious as the morning dew and sunset, which may be more desirable because it can't go. Dancing Chinese

"Withdraw your troops, the border will be calmer than ever before it ends here, and it may not be impossible to use this time to make use of it, wherever it is. ”

Luoyang said softly, the current war is the internal friction of the strength of the human race, although it is mortals who fight, but the cultivators are also with mortals, no mortals are like ancient trees that have lost their roots, they may not be able to see the clues in a short time, after a long time, they will die!

No one wants to fight, but they have to fight, even if they have to, the long pain is better than the short pain.

Kong Zhou nodded, turned around and walked to the military tent, and discussed with Wang Tao how to make good use of this surprise victory, he would not worry about Luoyang, and it would not be his turn to worry about Luoyang, although Luoyang was only seventeen years old.

Su Yun is quiet, the mountains and forests are quiet, and the mountains in the distance are also quiet, Luoyang took a deep breath and looked at the Qin army that was ready to go, stepping into the void, and flying towards the broken distant mountains.

Their battle began, and their own struggle began.

As the sword light gradually entered the sky, seeing those eyes full of exploration, Luoyang's heart was not calm, I don't know when his face changed, his body shape changed, and his temperament also changed.

"In the middle of the night, I've seen all the seniors. ”

Luoyang bowed, casually took a name, and saluted the seniors who smiled "kindly", with a glance, which was really no different from those scholars in the academy.

Yang Tianfeng smiled with interest, examined Luoyang's face, and looked directly at the eyes that were as still as water, wanting to peek into the secret he wanted to peep into.

But no matter how you look at it, Luoyang seems to be very calm, not the slightest sharpness, mediocre, and the behavior pursues the golden mean advocated by the academy, without the slightest domineering atmosphere, although he is carrying a sword, he does not show the slightest sharpness, and it is like a spring breeze.

"Famous teachers produce high apprentices, Xiaoyou's cultivation is not a little worse than that of Luoyang. ”

"Seniors praise falsely, I ...... Not as good as him. Luo Yang shook his head, a real trace of loss flashed in his eyes.

Many things that are easy to forget will become difficult to forget if they can be linked to the most precious things.

For example, acting and deception, the weaker you are, the more inseparable you are, and many times, these two are equivalent to life.

As the best apostle, Luoyang is very good at acting and deception, few creatures can see the flaws, at least Yang Tianfeng didn't see it, he clearly captured the frustration and discouragement, doubts rose in his heart, and even more like Liu Taihe, his belief that Midnight was Luoyang was shaken for a moment.

"Okay, don't talk too much, we'll send you in, everything is uncertain, the situation inside is changing, you can do it yourself!"

Yang Tianfeng glanced at everyone, planning to hand over the puzzle to the secret realm to solve, and took the lead out of thin air, pinching the seal method in his hand, and controlling the bright light to fall towards the nine-colored light.

The rest of the top also shot back and forth, and the glow gathered in one place, opening a portal that could only accommodate two people walking together.

The light was wonderful, but Luoyang was not in a hurry to pursue, and only flew to the portal when everyone had exhausted, and disappeared into the portal unhurriedly.

"Is he really Luoyang?"

Liu Taihe watched Luoyang disappear, the posture of controlling the flying sword, and the inadvertent demeanor were really very different from the domineering and abnormal Kunlun junior uncle.

Everyone was thinking about it, but Yang Tianfeng didn't care much about evoking the Immortal Mansion with him, hanging the mirror, and waiting for the inner scene to come.

Body shape, appearance, imperceptible small movements, inadvertent small habits can be changed, but values and attitudes cannot be changed, there are too many opportunities for him to choose, fake is always fake, no matter how similar it is, it can't be true!

As the disciples of the Four Seas Alliance arranged the magic circle, the situation in the secret realm was gradually revealed, and the ancient trees were tall and dense, hiding all the moving streamers from the dome among the leaves, leaving no trace under the trees.

There are no roads in the forest, or there are roads there, there may be no living creatures, or they may not have found a target to hunt.

Quiet all around, Luoyang walked slowly with a sword, cautiously searched everything around, there was no wind up and down, the heavy and soft dead leaves suddenly rolled up, two dead vines suddenly attacked, the body flowed, and carefully identified it was found that it was not a dead vine, but two snakes.

The pitch-black snake letter and the iron hook-like fangs became clearer, and without waiting for Luoyang's action, the two snakes spewed out a purple-brown venom in unison, and I don't know what it tasted like through the light and shadow, but from Luoyang's frowning brows and cautious eyes, this poison was very unusual.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. ”

Luoyang muttered softly, drew his sword and slashed horizontally, the venom and the two strange snakes were swept away by the surging wind brought up by the sword blade, most of the tree trunks were corroded, and there was an unsettling sound, the earthy yellow circle of light spread, Luoyang's body sank, and the two strange snakes were pressed into the rotten leaves, constantly struggling, just a few breaths, and there was no movement.

Luoyang's figure is also sinking, and the slender filaments like ox's hair rise from under the rotten leaves, like a big net, covering from behind Luoyang.

"The slanting sun is cold and the forest is dotted with crows!"

Luoyang recited the poem again, then turned around and pointed out a sword, seven or eight crow shadows circled up, annihilating the big net, without waiting for anyone to take a breath, the surrounding filaments rose together, from all sides, Luoyang jumped up in the air unhurriedly, raised his sword to cut through the surrounding black silk, and stepped on the branches to retreat out of the forest.

Strange to say, the moment Luoyang's feet left the ground, the strange black filaments all disappeared, everything was still quiet, as if it had never happened, only the person who escaped death knew what kind of terrifying murder was hidden in this quiet.

And this is only a corner of the endless mountain forest, beyond which there are still distant mountains, endless clouds and majestic palaces that cannot be peeped at.

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