Early morning.

A trace of elegant glow shot out from the east, reflecting the entire eastern half of the sky with an abnormal flush, like a budding flower, like a delicate beauty, with a unique temptation.

The weather of the nine cold days is the most fickle, a day changes, that is a common thing, and even when it is frequent, the sky may be clear one second, and the next second it will be cloudy, which is a normal thing, it really seems to be a human emotion.

When the glow rises in the east, the temperature between heaven and earth is slowly rising, bit by bit. Gradually, the sky is no longer so cold, at least people can get used to it, and people who wake up early gradually crawl out of the bed.

Shengxuan City.

Saving the dead is not saving the wounded.

Nie Donglai was still holding the [Tianxuan Sword Sutra] and reading it with relish, and the night reading did not make him feel any sleepiness, but was full of energy.

The candle flame on the bookcase in front of him was almost at the bottom, and the candle tears had already accumulated a thick layer, but the candle flame alternated between light and dark, flickering, and seemed to dislike the already bright sky, but it was stubbornly trying to achieve his final mission.

Nie Donglai didn't know about all this, he buried himself in the sword scripture left by his father in his hand, and ignored everything in the outside world.

Mu Guitian was sitting on the rocking chair outside the medical hall, his legs were draped in the silent mink fur, looking a little absent-minded and bored. From time to time, he would look up at Nie Donglai, who was in front of the bookcase and didn't hear anything outside the window, but his body was tightly nested in the rocking chair, rising and falling with the swing of the rocking chair, but his two hands were inserted in the collar of the mink fur, as if he was a little afraid of the cold.

As for Baili Changfeng, he went out early in the morning, and when he left, he only left one sentence: "I have something to go out, you can do it yourself." ”

When he said this, he changed his usual demeanor and looked a little solemn, but Mu Guitian knew that he was saying this to himself, because Nie Donglai didn't hear it at all, and he didn't even know when he left.

Baili Changfeng looked preoccupied when he was there, and he didn't say when he would come back, Mu Guitian didn't know what he meant by that sentence was to chase away the guests, or to tell him. However, Mu Guitian knew that he must have something to hide from himself, because when he came back from Nie Dong last night, Baili Changfeng felt that something was not right, and last night, Baili Changfeng had always looked preoccupied, and he didn't rest much, and from time to time he would be in a daze at the street outside.

However, Mu Guitian's own spirit today is good, he almost slept all night last night, and occasionally woke up a few times halfway, and was also awakened by the sigh of a hundred miles of wind. However, he didn't deliberately ask or attach importance to anything, Baili Changfeng was still a senior for him after all, he didn't tell himself, and Mu Guitian didn't want to ask anything.

After about a quarter of an hour, Nie Donglai finally closed the sword scripture in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the sky outside the window, and said in surprise: "It's already dawn?"

He was so engrossed in reading that he didn't pay attention to the time at all, and when he looked up, he realized that it was already sunrise in the east outside.

"It's already bright, big brother!"

Mu Guitian couldn't help but pat his forehead, looking admiring.

"Time flies so fast, and before you know it, the night has passed. ”

Nie Donglai shook his head helplessly, got up and moved his somewhat stiff body, and asked casually, "Senior hasn't gotten up yet?"

He didn't see Baili Changfeng outside the medical hall, and the roller shutters separated him from the inside and outside were lowered, so Nie Donglai naturally thought that Baili Changfeng was still sleeping.

Mu Guitian raised his eyelids, got up from the rocking chair, and put the mink fur covering his legs back on his shoulders, "He, he went out early in the morning, saying that there was something." ”

"Then why don't you call me? I don't even know about it, isn't that rude?"

Nie Donglai was taken aback and complained.

"Shouting you?"

Mu Guitian said angrily: "With your untouchable and studious posture, how can I bear to disturb you?"

The voice was a little resentful, but it was not because of the long wind, but because he woke up early in the morning alone, and it was too boring to stay here motionless, and his mood was inevitably a little low.

At the end, he added, "Oh, yes, let us take care of ourselves when he leaves." ”

"Comfortable?"

Nie Donglai frowned, "What does that mean?"

"Self-poop is self-pooping!"

Mu Guitian forcibly explained, but after seeing Nie Donglai staring at him with a serious face, he spread his hands again: "You ask me, who will I ask?"

Not only did Nie Donglai wonder in his heart, but he also wondered in his heart, he had been pondering this question since the moment he left, but he had never been able to figure out what he really wanted to express. After thinking about it for a long time, he would even wonder if he was too careful? Maybe Baili Changfeng was just a polite word at that time.

But there is one question that he has always been hesitant about, that is, whether he and Nie Donglai will leave or not.

If they leave, there is no one else in the Baili Changfeng Medical Hall, and if they leave like this, it will be somewhat unkind. But if they don't leave, Baili Changfeng doesn't know when they will come back, and when do they need to go? He won't forget that the old man said that he was going out for a while, and the flowers he waited for were almost gone, and besides, he didn't come back this time.

He was a little irritable when he was entangled in this question.

"Then let's just wait for him to come back, after all, if you leave like this, it's a little inappropriate. ”

In addition, Nie Donglai has no way, it is somewhat unreasonable to say goodbye, not to mention that Baili Changfeng has kindness with him first, so he should not leave without saying hello to others.

"That's all there is to it!"

Mu Guitian nodded, and nestled back into the rocking chair, looking a little lacking in interest.

Although he is not an extremely quiet person, he is not unsophisticated.

Nie Donglai turned around and looked at the busy street outside the window for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something, frowned and turned around: "Fatty, ask you something!"

Mu Guitian forgot about him, "What's the matter?"

"How many realms are there in martial arts?"

Last night, when he was reading the Sword Sutra left by his father, he noticed that there was a question about the martial arts realm mentioned in the Sword Sutra, but he didn't find the answer to the martial arts realm from his broken memory, but he thought that Mu Guitian should know.

"You don't even know that?"

At this time, it was Mu Guitian's turn to be surprised, he knew that Nie Donglai had lost his memory, but he didn't know that he didn't even know this kind of common-sense problem that everyone in the rivers and lakes knew.

Nie Donglai shook his head.

"Alas!"

Mu Guitian sighed and sat up straight, "There are a total of five realms in martial arts, namely the Knowing Micro Realm, the Tongxiao Realm, the Dengtang Realm, the Heaven Chasing Realm, and the Guipu Realm, which is what everyone usually calls the Five Realms of Entry, Beginning, Xuan, Heaven, and Extreme Martial Dao. And among these five realms, each of them is divided into three small realms, which are small success, consummation, and peak......"

He also carefully explained the five major realms of martial arts and the characteristics of each realm to Nie Donglaizai.

After listening carefully, Nie Donglai couldn't help laughing at himself, it turned out that there were so many redivisions in the martial arts realm, it seemed that he was really lonely. Along the way, he only felt that who was very powerful, but he never knew how powerful he was and what kind of state he was in, which sounded like a joke, but it was funny to him.

How sad?