Wang Yi accepted three rewards from the Confucian Headquarters, and so far, the Heroes Conference has ended successfully, the Immortal Sect, the Sword Sect, and the various families have all said goodbye and left, and the audience has dispersed.

Cheng Deshu flicked his hand, and a page appeared on the ground, and Cheng Deshu was the first to step on it.

Wang Yi had seen it on Xiao Mei's body, this is a flying magic weapon.

Cheng Deshu made a move, and Wang Yi and Song Ci gently floated onto the paper. Cheng Deshu arched his hand to the rest of the deans, and the paper flew into the distance, and Wang Yi and the others left the arena.

About an hour later, the three of them flew to a simple and pure academy, the three of them stood still, Cheng Deshu put away the papers, and took the lead in walking towards the academy, Wang Yi and Song Ci followed closely behind.

Along the way, the dense forest cultivates bamboo, the winding path is secluded, there are birds crying from time to time, circling back and forth, the whole academy, spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, purple and red, summer lotus and winter plum, slim and elegant, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are all gathered together, constituting a fairy painting, making Wang Yi feel refreshed and relaxed.

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Cheng Deshu took Wang Yi and Song Ci straight to a quiet and elegant courtyard, a room in the courtyard, with a plaque "Runyu Pavilion" on it.

Cheng Deshu knocked on the door very politely, the door opened, and a beautiful woman who seemed to have walked out of the painting walked out.

Her skin is better than snow, her eyes are as bright as the stars in the night sky, her delicate and flawless face is matched with an extraordinary temperament, which is even more beautiful and refined, holding a scripture, but no one thinks it is half inappropriate, showing a unique elegance and intellectuality.

Wang Yi and Song Ci were both shocked by the peerless appearance of the person in front of them, there was such a beautiful fairy in the academy!

"Cough cough cough" Cheng Deshu reminded loudly, and Wang Yi and Song Ci came to their senses.

It's no wonder that Wang Yi is so surprised, it's really that the people in front of him are too amazing, and with Wang Yi's experience in the third life, I can't find a character who can be compared with the current woman. For the first time, Wang Yi had the idea of actively pursuing someone.

The fairy in front of him frowned, but every frown and cluster was moving, "Dean Cheng, who is Wang Yi among them?"

。。。 Wang Yi was stunned, how could she know my name? Could she be the clue he had been looking forward to?

Cheng Deshu pointed at Wang Yi, and the fairy's eyes immediately looked at him. His eyes are like water, and he seems to be intimate. But Wang Yi became more and more confused, and he couldn't figure out the relationship between the fairy in front of him and himself.

The fairy spoke, and her tone was soft and cold: "Okay, then you guys should step back first, I want to talk to Wang Yi alone." ”

Cheng Deshu did not leave, but hurriedly opened the soundproof magic array, and the two discussed for a while, Wang Yi was anxious on the side, but he didn't cultivate enough to hear what they were talking about.

After a while, Cheng Deshu put away the magic circle, and the fairy glanced at Song Ci, Song Ci seemed to understand something, and his face was flustered, and his face was red.

The fairy opened his mouth and said: "My name is Song Qingxuan, I will be the master of the two of you in the future, I am responsible for teaching you the scriptures and cultivation, and if you have any difficulties in the future, you can raise them." ”

In this way, Wang Yi and Song Ci have become brothers, but Wang Yi doesn't care about these, he has a lot of doubts in his heart, and the answer may only be solved by the person in front of him.

As if seeing the anxiety in Wang Yi's heart, Song Qingxuan spoke again, "Now I have something to discuss with Wang Yi, you can step down." ”

Cheng Deshu behaved with a sense of respect and obedience, he took Song Ci out of the courtyard and led Song Ci to a side room to live.

On the other side, Song Qingxuan led Wang Yi into the room, the furnishings in the room were simple, but it could still be seen from the incense sachets and other ornaments that it was the boudoir of her daughter's family.

Wang Yi couldn't care about this inexplicable embarrassing atmosphere, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know me?" ”

Song Qingxuan was not annoyed, and replied excitedly: "Yesterday, I heard Cheng Deshu mention that there is a young hero, who looks like he is ten years old, and can use the same Confucian power as me, named Wang Yi.

I'm ecstatic, I've finally found you, junior brother! In this world, apart from me, only Master Wang will be upright, and if there is anyone else, it must be you!"

After speaking, a Confucian force appeared on the palm of his hand, this power is just and great, Wang Yi will not be mistaken, it is Haoran righteousness.

"Senior brother, are you... "That's right, I am Song Yuxuan, a closed disciple of Wang Shishu.

Master Wang is as kind to me as a mountain, and I was framed by a conspiracy ten years ago, but unfortunately I am in this wasteland, and I am very guilty of being unable to protect my master. ”

Between the words, Song Qingxuan's expression was gloomy, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she remembered the unbearable past.

Wang Yi wanted to know more, and his tone was hurried, "What clues do you have about the tragedy ten years ago, senior sister?"

Song Qingxuan's eyes returned to clarity and stared at Wang Yi, "I have secretly returned to Dongxing Prefecture for this matter, but I only found a few clues.

That is, in addition to the violent and huge demonic qi on the scene, there is also a trace of Confucianism, precisely because I am cultivating the "Heavenly Heart Righteous Qi Technique", and my induction of demonic qi and Confucianism is far beyond that of other monks, so I can find it. ”

Wang Yi was impatient, took a step forward, and looked at Song Qingxuan, the two of them were only a fist apart, "That is to say, among the people who assassinated my father, there are spies hidden in the Confucian sect?"

Song Qingxuan nodded affirmatively, and repeatedly checked, there was no doubt about this. She continued, "In addition, I also secretly found out that this matter is inseparable from the "Seven Killings". ”

"Senior sister, what do you mean by the Seven Killings?" "Oh, Senior Brother, you may not know very well, the Seven Killings is the largest killer organization in the Xianyu Continent, they dare to kill anyone for the sake of the Spirit Stone, and the other party must have invited the killer to participate in the siege of Wang Shi from the Spirit Stone." ”

At this time, Wang Yi's body suddenly exuded a monstrous murderous aura, and the whole room seemed to have turned into an eighteen-story hell, filled with a terrifying aura. Seven kills, I will destroy you with my own hands!

Song Qingxuan reminded him, "Senior brother, if you want to know more about the truth, maybe you can start with the Seven Kills, they will have corresponding records after their assassinations, as long as we find this record, we can find out all the participants." ”

Wang Yi's heart moved, as long as he had this record, he would be able to find out those conspirators who were hiding their heads and tails.

But it's a pity that with my current strength, even if the conspirators stand in front of me, I can't do anything! Wang Yi clenched his fingers into fists, and blood oozed from the middle of his clenched fists.

Seeing Wang Yi's expression, Song Qingxuan guessed a little bit of Wang Yi's thoughts, and hurriedly dissuaded him, his eager words did not hide his love and gentleness, "Senior brother, you have to cherish your life, your current strength is still too weak, you must not go back to Dongxing Prefecture to take revenge." ”

The two were speechless, the air was silent for a moment, and Wang Yi put away his murderous aura.

He gently responded to Senior Sister's concern and said, "Senior Sister, don't worry, I know that the enemy is strong, and when my strength is not strong enough, I will not easily expose myself."

By the way, Senior Sister, why are you also in Cangling Country, we only met today, I would like to hear your story. ”

"I am the eldest daughter of the Song family, a great Confucian and Taoist family in Dongxing Prefecture, and I was raised by the family in the boudoir since I was a child, until I met Wang Shi.

Master Wang and his wife taught me cultivation and learning, enlightened me with wisdom, and made me understand that I should not be a commodity for the exchange of family interests.

Twenty years ago, when I was fourteen years old, my family married me to a son of another big family, I insisted on disobeying my orders, forcing each other to die, and finally the Song family compromised and abandoned the marriage, paying a heavy price, and the family was furious and sent me to this wasteland. ”

Song Qingxuan's voice was ethereal, and there was poignancy and perseverance in her eyes, standing there quietly, making Wang Yi's heart ripple.

"What I didn't expect was that Heaven has eyes, or the spirit of Master Wang is blessed in Heaven, so I am here to meet you. Brother, please take a look. ”

Song Qingxuan's hand flashed, and there was an extra brocade box, Song Qingxuan handed the brocade box to Wang Yi, Wang Yi opened it and saw that it was a delicate jade pendant with the word "Yi" on it.

With such an obvious sign, Wang Yi asked bluntly, "Senior sister, was this piece of jade given to me?"

Song Qingxuan smiled and nodded, her delicate and delicate face evoking reverie, "This is the birthday gift I prepared to give you more than ten years ago."

By chance, it finally found its owner. This piece of jade is a rare warm sun jade, which can dispel demons and protect the lord at critical moments.

Senior brother, hurry up and drip blood to recognize the Lord and put it on, let the senior sister take a look. ”

Wang Yi dripped blood, and suddenly had a feeling of blood connection with the jade pendant, he wore the jade around his waist and put away the mottled storage jade pendant.

The crystal green jade pendant and the tall and handsome posture complement each other, showing a calm demeanor.

Song Qingxuan's eyes were shining, although the little junior brother was not a handsome type, but he had his own elegant atmosphere in his delicate beauty, and he also had three points of perseverance in his casualness, showing a unique and unique style.

Wang Yi thought of Old Man Cheng, and immediately asked, "Senior Sister, why did you choose to live in this Longmen Academy, and does it have anything to do with Old Man Cheng?"

Song Qingxuan seemed to hear someone call the dean of Longmen Academy like this for the first time, and she hid her face and chuckled, invisibly adding half a point of confusion.

provoked Wang Yi's heart to be excited, but after three lifetimes of experience, Wang Yi did not show a pig brother's appearance, and quietly buried this throbbing deep in his heart.

"This Longmen Academy is a sect in Dongxingzhou, and the Song family has a certain friendship, and was punished for making mistakes and relegated to this place for a thousand years. In fact, it is intended to wear away my indomitable will!"

Wang Yi was angry in his heart, the Song family ignored the feelings of the senior sister and forcibly assigned the marriage, the senior sister forced each other to die, the conspiracy failed, and he was assigned here again, trying to make the senior sister slave Yan Yan's knees. When my strength recovers in the future, I must punish this Song family well.

Speaking of these, Song Qingxuan was not happy in her heart, and immediately changed the topic: "Senior brother, in order to hide my identity, I will be your teacher in the future, I will teach you well on behalf of the teacher, I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to soar to the sky."

If you have any questions about your practice, you can ask me. Now, let's call the master to listen to it. ”

After speaking, he winked at Wang Yi mischievously and listened attentively.

Wang Yi smiled slightly: "Senior sister, this is your boudoir, and there is no one else, don't take advantage of me!"

"Hehe, by the way, junior brother, what are your plans next?"

"I'm going to study the systematic alchemy method next, who do I have to learn from?"

"Well, although there are people in the academy who make alchemy, they are all low-level pills, and high-level refining methods are only available in specialized alchemy sects. We don't have alchemy subjects. ”

"I'll go, old man Cheng will pit me... Song Qingxuan was very concerned about Wang Yi's practice, and the two chatted for a long time, and when it was getting dark, Wang Yi said goodbye with interest.

Walking out of the door, it is already the sun falling in the western mountains, and the sunset will disperse. Wang Yi saw that the scenery in the garden was very good, so he walked out of the courtyard without delay, and a figure stood in front of him, and when he looked carefully, it was Song Ci.

Wang Yi was about to say hello, but Song Ci arched his hand, "Senior Brother Wang." ”

A greeting, but it evoked the memory of Wang Yi's previous life, no matter where he went, he was a respected "Senior Brother Wang".

Song Ci's puzzled eyes interrupted Wang Yi's reminiscence. "Ahem, Senior Brother Song. ”

Song Ci wanted to say something, but his face turned red and his voice was much quieter, "Senior Brother Wang, your residence Cui Jiaoxi has been arranged, come with me." ”

"Haha, I'm tired of my junior brother. ”

Traveling all the way, Wang Yi memorized the way down, and was then taken to a side room.

"Senior brother, I live next door, you can call me if you have something. “

"Thank you, junior brother. ”

I don't know why, Wang Yi feels that this Senior Brother Song seems to care about himself, uh...

Wang Yi shuddered, eliminated the messy thoughts in his mind, pushed open the door, and entered the wing.

The simple furnishings are just like Song Qingxuan's boudoir, but the pink atmosphere of her daughter's house is missing.

Wang Yi took out a medium-grade spirit stone, sat cross-legged on his knees, and began a night of cultivation.