Tonight is very enjoyable, sweeping away the past like fishing, it takes time to be keenly noticed, just stretch out your hand and touch it at will, it is full and full of star power.

In his great joy he could not predict, wait a little longer, wait until the silver star rises, and a silver-gray tapestry will fall softly, it is definitely not a cloak to protect against the cold, it is a garment of despair.

The oversized power surrounded him, his body was like a tattered boat floating in the wind and rain, and the meridians were almost bursting with the soul power that was circulating at high speed—it was not only his soul power, but also mixed with those individual powers. In the blank space that could not be up and down, I don't know how long it had passed, the sharp pain seemed to gradually disappear, no, not disappear - the feeling was like the soul had gradually detached itself from the body that was struggling in pain, and he still felt the trembling of empathy, but he could only watch coldly as the abyss swallowed the body step by step.

A reddish mist of blood had erupted from his pores, interspersed with wisps of silver starlight that had not yet had time to absorb. At the last moment, he finally gave up and tried his best to expel the chaotic power in his body from his body. A fishy breath welled up in his throat, but he was so aggrieved that he didn't dare to speak, and he only concentrated on scavenging the remnants of soul power in the meridians, and he didn't dare to keep a single slight.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep these, it's just that a strong man should have the righteousness of breaking his wrist, and if he doesn't expel it with all his might, I'm afraid that he will explode and die.

As soon as I stopped my hand, a sense of detachment hit, and there was no danger here, so I simply fell asleep with confidence.

(Lecture on Soul Beastology)

The wind is sparse and tired, the morning light is rising, and the wind chimes ring in the early morning of the teacher's dormitory, as the only male elder in the sect at present, I am afraid that even if there are many people in the dormitory, it will not be his turn, but the single room is also idle.

The good day was accompanied by another substitute class, which made me almost begin to wonder if I could teach anything other than soul guides.

Borrowed the textbook of soul beastology, the simple leather scroll was gilded and printed with the gold seal of a certain seal temple, and the title of the book was written with the five words of "Crowned Treasures", which seemed to be a travelogue written by a ranger who claimed to be a countryman.

This time I specially asked the students on the road, and finally succeeded in finding the classroom, no one has come, and I sat alone in front of the podium table, fiddling with a small soul guide used to sharpen pencils, which seems to be the handwriting of Qianjilou, and I asked which teacher confiscated the gadgets made by the urchin himself and forgot to return them. Picked it up with great interest, but the blade suddenly collapsed, so that the whole object was completely damaged, and he was frightened and put things away carefully, so that the soul guide class could take it out as an example, this kind of soul guide talent for assassination must be sent to the underworld.

I opened the fan on my waist and put it on my face to block the sun, and I fell asleep unconsciously with my legs on the table, waiting for the bell to fall as the sun gradually moved

The sun was setting, but the heat was still the same, and the afterglow was sprinkled in front of the two. Lexi's perspective began to brighten, and he saw the girl in front of him clearly. It's still exactly the same as a few years ago, I don't like to laugh and laugh, and I refuse to be a thousand miles away. God has always been the best for himself, this time he can meet his sweetheart in the wilderness, and it is worth it to be bitten by a snake and hurt his ankle before. Le Xi's physical condition must be much better than before, but he still doesn't have much strength in his body, and now Yu Xi wants to go to the nearest town, half supporting and half pushing himself forward. Le Xi smiled bitterly, he knew his own body, how could he feel that he would definitely fall into the mud if he continued like this.

"Go slow, I can't keep up. ”

said softly and gently, after all, Lexi has a head higher than Yu Yan, and no matter how much he supports the innate gap, it certainly makes Lexi very uncomfortable. Le Xi turned her head to look at Yu Xi, in a blink of an eye, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the contact was also a few letters, Le Xi herself was much taller and more stable than before, she was still the same as before, surrounded by cold, and her face was expressionless, as if she had seen her for the first time. Le Xi looked at Yu Yan stupidly, and suddenly wanted to pinch her little face, it really looks so cute~

Le Xi stretched out his sinful little hand and gently pinched Yu Yan's little face with his index finger and thumb, and said with a bit of banter.

"You're so cute~"

A public reading room in the Gloom Cloud Building.

If the Dark Cloud Tower gives people the most intuitive impression, it is probably the literal "authentic faction". As a sect that has been friends with the Qinglin royal family for a long time and has a bit of a sense of protecting the country, Confucianism and Taoism flourish in the Dark Cloud Building, and the disciples not only need to have a deep Confucian cultivation, but also be proficient in the six arts of a gentleman - of course, there is no distinction between men and women.

However, there will always be some strange cases in this world. For example, today's blue core is also deeply distressed by the lyre that he can't learn. She stared at the sheet music on the table, as if she wanted to burn the paper book in front of her with a burning gaze. In the end, as if she couldn't hold on any longer, she sighed and fell on the table in front of her.

- I don't want to practice -

- Ah, here we go again, I complained for the third time today -

- But the guqin is really not good, you see how good the flute is, why do we want to learn the guqin-

- You say that, the big guys are going to be angry-

The Dream Demon complained about her in his mind.

"Guqin is not good" is actually a long-standing controversial topic. As a relatively simple instrument with a low pitch, guqin music is really not easy to win the love of the public. A poem once said: Although the ancient tune is self-love, many people today don't play it. It was vaguely complained about the embarrassing situation of the guqin. It can be said that most people who love guqin music basically have a shallow cultural heritage, and they can appreciate the meaning of guqin music by obtaining synaesthesia in guqin music.

It's a pity that although it has been some time since he joined the Dark Cloud Building to study Confucianism, Lan Xin still has not reached the level of being able to appreciate guqin music from the bottom of his heart. The Dream Demon could only comfort Lan Xin when she couldn't hold on, and coaxed her to continue practicing.

- But, people really can't understand the guqin, what are the tunes of "Big Beard"?

- That's the difference between cultural heritage. "Big Beard" is a piano score with words and then music, and if you want to learn the tune, you must first experience the feelings in it. The theme that runs through the whole piece in this score is a woman's heart, longing for her homeland because of the pain of displacement. Although you and Xiaoyu had a fairly peaceful childhood, it may be difficult to imagine, but you must try to understand that kind of homesickness and sadness······ Eh. ——

Before the dream demon finished speaking, he found that the blue core in front of him was unresponsive. After a little look at Lan Xin's mental state, she found that she was not listening to him now.

- Are you asleep -

The Dream Demon sighed helplessly.

- Forget it, I've been practicing hard for three hours today, so let her rest-

The third soul ring of the blue core shimmered, and the translucent figure of the dream demon appeared in reality. He bookmarked the sheet music in front of Blue Core and put it away, and finally appeared from the dream world and placed a pillow under Blue Core's head. After doing this, the dream demon dispersed and appeared.

In the room, only the sound of the girl's even breathing sounded from time to time, and incense emanated from the incense burner, surrounding her dreams.

"What is this teacher doing?"

After finishing his cultivation, he rushed to the classroom. When I came to the classroom, I naturally arrived early, and of course the class bell did not ring (is there still a class bell here?╭(°A°')╮).

Of course, there was no one in the classroom, except for the teacher who slept on the podium.

"Is that person really a teacher? Isn't that a classmate naughty?"

Rou Yimeng actually wanted to call this "teacher", but after thinking about it carefully, why meddle?

However, it was really awkward to watch the man sleep with his face covered by a fan, so he simply sat down by the window and closed the curtains.

Although there is a fan over the face, it can be seen from other places.

This man... It's not good, it's an uncle.

In that case, the possibility of a teacher is much higher.

I don't know why.,I don't have a good impression of this strange person at all.,Maybe it's because his personality is too lazy.。

"The classroom, is it for sleeping?"

Thinking of this, Rou Yimeng also stopped her thoughts, and decided to ignore it herself, and then think about what to do with these useless things.

So, Rou Yimeng opened the textbook and continued to memorize the brief descriptions of those soul beasts.

As time went on, other students entered the classroom.

It has been three days since the failure of the "Jade Zhen" knowledge realm that day, and he has been recuperating without leaving home for three days, but he still feels unwell. From the beginning, the musculoskeletal and even the meridians of the whole body were full of cracks, but now they have actually been repaired, but they still pull too much, and they feel pain. I only know that there is something in the sea, it doesn't hurt, but it makes people uncomfortable and tight.

It was another rainy day, and he couldn't afford to be idle, so he went to borrow some less obscure books from the bookstore that was unanimously open to the public. I felt heavy when I picked up a thick stack, and I was not as tired as I was at this moment when I moved some heavy objects of dozens of pounds, and I was afraid that I would not be able to support it to return to the dormitory. I happened to find a public reading room at a bend and turned in.

On rainy days, everyone rarely went out, and most of the high-level and senior disciples of the sect had gone to Huaxia Building to perform their tasks, and there was only one person in the reading room. I picked a vacant seat at random and smoothly freed my hands, and just as I was about to sit down, I noticed that the little girl next to me was lying on the table...... As far as he had seen for many years, he had never read with his face down against his pillow.

The air is filled with an elegant sandalwood fragrance, but this is not like the type that the little girl will use, and then look at a piano case on her table, visually check the size, it should be practicing the guqin.

Pretty good, he thought.

It's just that he has the impression that this incense seems to be used to calm the mind of the person who caress the qin, and it has no hypnotic effect, so he feels a little funny for a while. But he followed the etiquette and did not disturb others without permission, and he also sat down and took a book to read.

"You look for a way, I just ask a lot, true or false, as long as you don't do anything. Be careful when you come and go, don't let the fog eat, it can be ruthless, come long, and don't spit out bones. ”

Without asking the reason for this person, if he was willing, he would just waste a lie and prevaricate the past, but he never had a curious mind, raised his hand and locked the flowers with his long life, for some reason, one or two will give this warm object casually, is it expected to meet again, or really feel that everything is dusty.

"You helped me pick the flowers, and gave this here, I took it, it seems that the little family is greedy for something, and I accept this thing to fill it. You and I don't know each other, but if you give each other... If you meet again, you have the right to do it. ”

He has embarked on the hard life of a pharmacist since he was a child, and he has escaped the cycle of premature aging, but he is unable to tie his hands to the ridicule of heaven and create a game, so he really hopes to leave something in others, so that he can break through the difficulties of yin and yang. As for the number of rituals, it is more logical to remove a sandalwood buckle from his wrist, and change it to his palm, the black round buckle wears three strands of green, and the treasure in the spring cave is cool.

“... Just don't see you here. ”

He was too lazy to say more, and he didn't know what to say, saying goodbye to the vulgar, and wishing the same was, the mountains and rivers were far away from each other, and no one would remember this boredom. He bowed his sleeves and turned away, and hid straight to the place where the clouds and mist were born, leaving only the thin fragrance of magnolia, which was faintly extinguished.

It seems that he still remembers the first time they met, he washed his clothes with his soul power, and now he actually peeled off the sugar stains on the corners of his lips for himself, and the soul power that did not belong to him now gently swept the corners of his lips, carrying the sweetness of honey, and disappeared in the refreshing wind. Sitting cross-legged in front of him, his black and bright eyes stared at the person in front of him motionlessly, someone had said before that Duan Rongxuan's eyes were a spring pool soaked in thousands of affections, and the owner of the clear eyes did not have this intention, but these eyes unconsciously burst out with a strong smile.

"What's the matter, my aunt likes me so much, and wants to trick me back to be her daughter-in-law, can I be the one who sold herself for a few pastries?"

"Ahh ”

Listening to Qin Shu's ridicule, she frowned slightly and said in disgust, this look was extremely natural, obviously the same as when she usually coddled with the elders in the sect. He sent his upper body forward, bowing his head to hold the pastry he handed over. Because it is pleasing and is often fed, it is becoming more and more accustomed to receiving food. The sweet and glutinous Yuhua cake is wrapped in the lips, and the tip of the tongue is against the smooth surface of the pastry, and the tip of the tongue moves to send the pastry to the left cheek.

When I got the food, I was so happy that I couldn't look like it, my eyes were crooked, and I almost couldn't see the pupils inside, and I pursed my lips and couldn't wait to swallow the fragrance in my mouth. The soft glutinous glutinous that had not yet dissipated was wrapped in her lips, and her speech was quite vague, but it did not prevent her from praising the deliciousness of the pastries to Qin Shu.

"Aunt Canteen's craftsmanship is also so good, try it, you will definitely like this taste!"

It's not okay to go on like this, there are still a lot of things to learn in this Dark Cloud Building, but you can't scare Xiao Xin away because of this piano path.

The Dream Demon pondered something else. After all, Lan Xin is still a fifteen-year-old girl, young and inexperienced, and unlike other disciples of the Dark Cloud Building, she has been immersed in Confucianism and Taoism all year round, and the difficulty of learning this guqin is really not low.