Song Ya had never slept for so long.

The moment she woke up in the morning, she realized something was wrong - how could she have a pillow?

She rolled out of bed and stood on the ground, the first feeling was that her body was light and fluttering, she thought she was undressed for a while, and when her hands touched her upper body, it was smooth and delicate to the touch.

Looking down, dressed in a lilac midshirt and with a soft blanket underfoot, she looked around and saw the room she never dreamed of.

The bell rang from afar, Song Ya was barefoot, with waist-length hair scattered, and her clean-washed face was a faint pink, just like all girls of this age, innocent and full of vitality.

She climbed onto what appeared to be a desk, pushed open the beautifully carved window, and the fresh and cool wind of the mountains came in, and she saw mountain after mountain, clouds and mist, forests and seas cascading, and bells echoing between the peaks, as if from eternity.

"Little Ya, why did you wake up so early? I thought you kids were too much. ”

Song Ya turned around, and Yingyue, who was wearing a cyan gauze skirt, floated towards her with a tray.

Song Ya blinked, Yingyue deliberately changed her hair into a crisp bun today, she looked like a twenty-eight-year-old boudoir woman, she frowned, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't walked for too long, I practiced all night last night, but Xinlan He also forgot how to walk, and he still can't learn, and now he still has to float." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Yateng jumped off the table and walked twice in front of the bed under the slightly surprised gaze of Yingyue.

Only then did Yingyue know that the other party was teaching herself to walk, so she slowly floated to Song Ya's back, and Song Ya continued to start circling without looking back.

Full Moon straightened her legs and feet, her feet floating above the blanket, and watched the child, who was only half as tall as herself, lift her feet and walk, and the two walked around the blanket more than a dozen times as if playing games.

"I will!" exclaimed Full Moon in surprise.

Song Ya stopped and turned her head to see her stiffly suspended in the air and take a few steps.

The child sat back on the bed, dangling with his feet spread.

Full Moon turned around, and the tray in her hand suddenly floated - in fact, it had always been floating, and she couldn't touch the real thing at all.

The tray floated to Song Ya, and on top of it was this pot of tea, an emerald green cup, a cup of salt, and a relatively large bowl.

The pot floated up by itself, and poured most of the cup into the cup, Song Ya took the cup and drank it in one gulp, and suddenly his lips and teeth were fragrant.

"Gee, this is for gargling. Yingyue couldn't catch up with her laughter, and tossed for a while before teaching Song Ya to wash.

Song Ya sat in front of the dresser, staring at the handsome little girl with big eyes in the mirror for a long time, Yingyue behind her looked at the mirror with her arms in her arms, and the child's hair moved by itself, coiled into two small knots, and the two hair ropes on the table also flew to Song Ya's head and tied them around and tightened in circles, and finally made two beautiful bows, and the tassels just hung down to her ears.

"Youkai. Song Ya suddenly spoke.

Yingyue was startled, thinking that she was talking about herself, but Song Ya turned around and pointed to the mirror and said to her, "I can't look like this, it's a monster here." ”

Full Moon almost laughed, "Who can you be?"

She bent down, leaned over to Song Ya's face, and looked in the mirror: "What's wrong? Isn't it pretty? I'll tie your hair again?"

Song Ya also looked in the mirror, looked at a big and a small face, and said, "It's because it's beautiful, so it won't be me." I hadn't looked in the mirror in a long time, but I knew I wasn't going to look like this. ”

The answer was a bit funny, but she was serious.

"It's you, I washed you clean last night, tied your hair well, and changed into beautiful clothes, which is naturally different from before. ”

Song Ya shook his head and said, "Although they are dressed in tatters, there are also good-looking people who flee the famine together, and the ruffians and bandits will do their tricks, and they usually don't beat them much. ”

"Like I've always been hung and beaten, if it weren't for the third sister and the second brother, I would have pierced their eyes and ran away. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked up and looked at Yingyue covering her face, "What's wrong with you?"

Full Moon put down her hand, her face full of tears.

How could such a young child suffer so many crimes, Yingyue was also a family and daughter before her death, and she had never experienced such a life, so she felt even more sad when she saw the child in front of her who tilted her head and didn't care.

"That's because you're too young, and your looks, your personality, or your strength aren't determined by what others say or what they say. ”

"Beauty is not inferior by slander, integrity is not dirty by slander, and the strong do not fall because of isolation. Yingyue raised her finger, and the trailer on the low table floated, and she turned around: "Why don't you have breakfast in the outer courtyard, I'll show you the way." ”

It is the new summer in the mortal world, but Kunlun is like mid-spring, the full moon found a small pink cardigan coat for Song Ya, Song Ya's hands and feet were stiff when she wore clothes, she saw that the sunlight would refract the sparkling water on the fabric, she couldn't imagine that there would be such clothes in this world.

After the unprecedented famine years, the entire continent had been plagued by natural disasters in the ten years before Song Ya was born, and the five countries were in trouble one after another. Maybe the people at the top are still living a life of fine clothes and food, but in the past twenty years, the famine of cannibalism has passed.

When he lay on the embroidery bed last night, the biggest question in Song Ya's mind was not the immortal cultivation, but how these people lived such a life when there was no food to eat all day.

A young child's mind is like a narrow stream that can only carry a small part of her little world.

Lingyun Pavilion is located at the south peak of the main peak of Kunlun, and in the practice ground, you can only look up and see the golden top of Lingyun Pavilion.

The low-level disciples listened to the morning class in the Fengqing Cliff Dian School every day, and then went to the practice ground to receive the guidance of the Great Disciples of Thousand Blades Peak.

Anyone who lives in the mountains knows that watching two peaks close together from the top of the mountain is sometimes not enough for a day from one mountain to another.

So at the beginning, going back and forth between the peaks was also a training for low-level disciples, and the cultivation came up, the sword and the wind, and the crane and the paper kite were all at will.

Song Ya sat on the stone table on the north side of Lingyun and ate breakfast, with the cliff on his right, and the wind had to blow when eating and drinking tea, which was probably the habit of immortals.

There was also a chessboard carved in stone on the side of the stone table, black and white, Song Ya couldn't help but touch it, only to find that the chess pieces were connected to the chessboard.

When she put down the chopsticks, a small paper crane slowly landed in her hand, and Song Ya unfolded it and found a line of words written on it.

She handed it to the full moon who was wiping her mouth next to her, "What does this mean?"

Yingyue stretched out her head to take a look, and read word by word: "Open the mountain in ten days, go to Yun Qingzi's uncle today to ask for a place, if you get the results of the opening ceremony, I can take you out of the mountain once." ”

After reading it, Yingyue muttered: "It turns out that it's time for the opening ceremony again." ”

Song Ya stood up suddenly, she pointed to a mountain peak in the distance and asked eagerly at Yingyue, "Is that where Yun Qingzi lives?"

Yingyue nodded, and Song Ya jumped down from the stone bench and ran towards Lingyun Terrace.

The Kunlun Mountains and forests are long, but Song Ya is like an experienced little beast, following yesterday's route and burrowing into the Hundred Arrays Forest.

Since she was a child, she has had an indescribable ability, which is the intuition to find her way.

The road you have walked, even if it is a mountain forest, or a street or alley, can be firmly imprinted in your mind, and if you have to describe it, it is like a map unfolding in your mind.

Because of this skill, she was able to survive so many chases.

In addition to this, she can always find the nearest way to the road she has never traveled.

Among the thousands of trees scattered all over the mountains, it is as if you can smell different smells, and if you follow your intuition, you can always arrive safely and the fastest.

At this time, Song Ya didn't know what she was carrying when she was young, as for walking through the Hundred Array Forest last night, although she chose to be part of it, but she couldn't pass through it by herself when she was young and had not opened her spiritual sense.

Someone who followed behind watched her run wildly in front of her, and at the same time broke all the formation mechanisms along the way - this is also the reason why Xu Ling took his apprentice up the mountain early in the morning to repair the formation.

Song Ya rushed all the way forward, and Fengqing Cliff was behind Lingyun Pavilion, so the route last night was also adapted to today, if you go along the mountain road again, you don't know if you can go down the mountain today after going around a big circle.

The little boy ran down the mountain all the way, and Xu Ling led a group of disciples to follow the route that Song Ya ran down yesterday to repair upwards.

The forest was silent, shielding birds and beasts when repairing the formation, Xu Ling walked in front wearing a light gray bamboo cloth shoulder and cloth shirt, and the eldest disciple with a wooden box on his back was strictly ordered to follow him, and the rest of the disciples also followed behind and scattered in the woods.

"Master, this place is also broken. A young disciple who looked like he was twenty years old shouted from standing beside a pine tree.

"Why is the Lord of Kunlun breaking the formation broken piece by piece, can't it be enough to turn into a line when walking. The youngest apprentice asked, trotting over the place with the wooden box on his back.

Yan Ling knocked him on the head, "Don't casually inquire into the affairs of the elders. ”

Unlike other peaks, the Karakuri Pavilion is clever and strange, so he doesn't care too much about the rules and etiquette when he receives the apprentices to teach, Xu Ling waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

"Xiao Yuan, come over and take a look at this array. Xu Ling shouted.

The disciple who had just been knocked on the head rushed over and squatted next to the master, and the rest of the disciples also formed a circle—this was a rare opportunity for the elders to teach.

Xiao Yuan put down the box, stretched out his right hand, held his breath and condensed, the spiritual power flowed from the Tianling Platform along the meridians and converged into the palm, Liang Yuan pinched his hand, slapped his palm on the ground, the golden light in front of him lit up, and a spiritual array revealed its outline, and a spiritual vein from the center of the formation to the far right side dimmed, and the entire array was also stagnant because of this, and it could no longer work.

"This array has been broken, how easy?" Liang Yuan hesitated to speak, and the others on the side also nodded.

The entire array was not seriously damaged, and a spiritual vein was directly cut off from the eye of the formation, which was simply neat, obviously the hand of someone who was proficient in the formation.

However, just now they have been repairing all the way to this kind of breaking method, and the formations are all different, and the formations are even more different.

"Can Lord Kunlun see all the eyes of our array at the same time when he moves?" another disciple behind Xu Ling muttered, and then made a knife-waving gesture to the others who came over, signaling that a magic array was cracked at the same time.

Except for the strict order of cultivating to a high level, all the disciples looked at each other.

"So," Xu Ling opened Liang Yuan's box and began to take Dansha and other materials, "This shows that the skills in this world are beyond our imagination, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains." ”

Yan Ling hurriedly took the materials in his hand and began to repair the formation.

Yan Ling is tall, completely different from the impression of being delicate and thin given by ordinary organ masters, his face is hard and serious, and when the new disciples enter the Karakuri Pavilion, they all think that he is a sword cultivator, and Xu Ling, who looks like the son of a landlord, looks more like his apprentice.

After redrawing the formation, he strictly ordered the palms to gather the spirits, and poured the destroyed spiritual veins into the spiritual power, and the rest of the disciples who were still shallow in cultivation watched intently, while Xu Ling was explaining.

"You see that this array is the wind spirit array, arranged according to the five elements, its array eye is here, if you want to break the formation, you have to start from the formation eye, and the spiritual power will flow backwards into this side, and the entire formation will be destroyed. If you want to pass through the formation without breaking the formation, just go straight to the formation. ”

The master pointed to the formation and spoke carefully, and the disciples listened carefully, quite harmoniously.

However, as soon as Xu Ling's words fell, a figure jumped into the array.

Everyone was so frightened that they leaned back, and strictly ordered Xu Ling to be protected behind them, and drew their swords to block their chests.

There was silence in the woods, and everyone looked back at it.

A beautiful boy stood in front of them, with wide, clear eyes, looking at them warily.

"What's going on with the Alien Beast Pavilion? How could there be a newly transformed alien beast in the forest that was about to be arrayed?" Yan Ling weighed eight feet, blocking Xu Ling tightly, his expression was serious, his face was like frost, and the sword with cold light in his hand made people have to be afraid.

"Ouch," Xu Ling poked his head out from behind Yan Ling, glanced at Song Ya, who happened to be standing in the array, and shouted, tearing off Yan Ling's arm, "This is not a strange beast." ”

"This is your little uncle. ”