With a "creak", Yan Yi sat up from the bed suddenly, gasping for breath.

I've been having the same long, fragmented dream for the past few days.

In the dream, there was a vague white figure, looking at him gloomily, but he couldn't see what he looked like. There were also bound men around them, women like fire, a few small fireballs rolling around, and women wrapped in ice flowers screaming miserably. There is also a group of familiar and unfamiliar, crying, laughing, and talking.

In short, the dream is messy, and now I feel tired when I think about it.

Yan Yi shook his head, only to feel a splitting headache, reached out and pressed his temples, and sat up straight, and carried a handful of true qi in a daze, only to feel that the qi started from the dantian, quickly jumped to the whole body, and turned around in his head a few times, he felt more comfortable.

Raising his eyes and looking outside, he felt that Leng Yue was sultry, sighed, and was about to lie down, but he felt that his throat was dry and itchy, so he got up and poured a glass of water to drink. The water went down to the stomach, and I felt the urge to urinate, so it was convenient to get up by the way.

I saw him gently put on a robe and tiptoe out of the door. The people living in this courtyard are all male disciples, some live in two, some in three, some in five, or even more, and Yan Yi lives with Yuan Jia.

Although Yuan Jia looked older, because Yan Yi was brought back by Yuan Zhen, and his cultivation for spells and other things was slightly higher, he naturally became a senior brother. The honest and honest Yuan Jia was depressed for a while, feeling that he was older than him regardless of his body shape or age.

When I walked outside the door, I could still hear Yuan Jia's snoring clearly.

When he first started living with him, Yan Yi only heard a little sound, but as he grew older, his snoring became more and more existential, sometimes like a few muffled thunders, not to mention the same room, I am afraid that even the next door, even the next door, even the next door can be heard.

Just in the moonlight, Yan Yi slowly walked to the thatched house, and the door was not closed, and he began to relieve himself.

Just as he was having fun, he suddenly felt a heat in his left calf, and it was still wet. When I turned around, I saw Yuan Jia peeing at herself with her eyes closed. The sporadic drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, ~~~~~ provoke!" Yan Yi hurriedly turned sideways and made a disgusted sound, and the expression on his face was about to twist into a ball.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Jia pulled away the big round eyes with difficulty, looked at Yan Yi in confusion, and his body also turned to Yan Yi with his eyes, of course, the small "water column" also hit Yan Yi's body again accurately, However, the position was not the same, this time it was the waist.

"Fatty!" Yan Yi roared, "Take care of your thing, okay?"

Yan Yi's roar scared Yuan Jia, who was in a daze, trembling, and there was a strange force hitting his body in his lower body, which was unfinished urine, and he was scared back.

There were two people squeezed in the small space, even if they didn't do anything, Yan Yi felt depressed, not to mention, he had to do something now.

Yan Yi hurriedly sorted out his clothes and withdrew. Even though it was just some urine, he felt as disgusting as falling into a. Rushed to the dormitory and changed all the clothes from the inside out.

Looking at Yan Yi, who fled in a hurry, Yuan Jia smiled innocently and continued to solve his own affairs.

It's over, and there's no sleepiness at all. Yuan Jia walked and walked, and unconsciously walked to the side of the altar of earth.

Looking at it from a distance, Tianyun Mountain is high and wide, black and dark, and the candlelight coming out of several rooms is like a starry star, which is very beautiful. Yuan Jia stretched a big lazy waist and took a deep breath of the breeze mixed with the elegant fragrance of flowers. I feel that my head is much clearer.

He thought it was another quiet and peaceful night.

He simply sat down, propped his hands behind his back, and tilted his head back slightly, so that he could look up at the stars comfortably.

Since he was eighteen years old, when he traveled among the people, he met a fortune teller, from whom he got a book on the investigation of celestial phenomena, he couldn't put it down, and in his spare time, he took it out to play and study, and now it is also a little experience.

He woke up at about this time and came out to look at the night sky.

The night sky is surprisingly beautiful these nights, it is the middle of the year, the moon is very round, and the stars are very bright, especially in the west, there is a star, which is dazzlingly bright, and there is even an illusion, as if someone has set a fire there.

And there is also a star in the east that is also surprisingly bright, but the starlight is soft and not dazzling.

Although Yuan Jia thought it was beautiful, it was just the same scene for several days, almost unchanged, so calm that he felt terrible, he vaguely felt that something was going to happen, but he couldn't say what it would be.

Yan Yi, who had changed his clothes, had already gone back to bed, but he couldn't sleep. When I got up and saw that Yuan Jia hadn't come back yet, I thought he didn't know where he was asleep. So he picked up a garment and prepared to go out to him.

Suddenly, a sound that sounded like thunder, but was duller and louder than thunder, came from outside.

Yan Yi hurriedly opened the door and took a look, and found that the sky in the east was unusually bright, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly came back and took his Xuanyue Sword.

This sword is made of thousands of years of cold iron, sharpening iron like mud, luster and translucent, and its most special place is that its power will fluctuate due to the user's ability, that is, if it is strong, it is strong, and if it is weak, if it falls into the hands of a common people, it is a piece of rotten iron, and in the hands of Yan Yi, it is a sharp blade.

When he was about to go out, he glanced back and saw Yuan Jia still "lying" on the bed, and Yan Yi turned back again. It is said that it is a sword, but now that I look at it, it is nothing more than a dagger, a dagger with a large finger.

This sword was forged in an extremely cold place, and even Yan Yi couldn't use its power to recognize people. In Yuan Jia's hands, it is a rare weapon.

Yan Yi rushed to the Temple of Earth and found that not only the "missing" Yuan Jia was already standing there, but the four old Taoist masters of Qingning were also standing there. Even the Master Yuan Zhen Dao Chief, who threw him here a few years ago and wandered around, is also in front of him.

Yan Yi walked over to Yuan Jia's side and handed him his sword.

Yuan Jia took the sword and looked at Yan Yi in surprise, and then, stupidly, "There was just now," he pointed to the far east, and said, "There is a strong light, it feels like it can pass through my body!"

He was frightened, not just because of the bright light, but more because of the restless little heart that had been there for days.

Yan Yi was silent, carefully watching the strange appearance of the eastern sky.

He was more than six feet long, tall and burly, standing in the crowd and feeling like he stood out from the crowd, his handsome facial features were embedded in his delicate face, his sword eyebrows were piercing, and his eyes were as deep as a clear spring. Just this look, put it in the folk, it is a sought-after good product.

But in this Tianyun Mountain, except for Ju Duoer, who has "non-divisive thoughts" about him, the rest of the female disciples, of course, including the male disciples, can't see these advantages of him.

After all, in the eyes of these people, gender is not an important criterion to distinguish their group, but ability is.

The disciples of Tianyun Mountain didn't know the details, some were stunned, and some were whispering.

Although Yan Yi didn't know what the situation was, he probably guessed something from the solemn expressions on the faces of the four masters and Yuan Zhen Dao Chief.

Although these old men usually don't smile, but they are so worried as tonight, Yan Yi is the first time to see them. Yan Yi sometimes looked at the eastern sky, and sometimes looked at the person who led him into Tianyun Mountain, Yuan Zhen.

He hadn't seen him for a long time, and he had a lot to ask him, but he didn't know how to say it. Although Yuan Zhen is not the head of Tianyun Mountain, he has the strongest spells, but his age is not much older than the four of Qingning.

Yuan Zhen likes to travel all over the world, and the disciples who are included in his master must have something extraordinary. He doesn't have many disciples, but all of them are "fine".

Tianyun Mountain not only recruits male disciples, but also a lot of female disciples, but there are not many who can cultivate, and Ye You Town is one of them. Known as the thousand-year-old ice, she never liked to join in the fun, and she also appeared in the Temple of Earth at this time.

is different from her quiet words, cold as frost, and she is about the same time as the beginning of the sentence, but wherever there is excitement, she will make up. No, with a mess of hair, she ran over.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" asked Ju Duo'er, her voice trying to be steady but making it impossible to ignore her gasps.

Although she belongs to the second camp among the disciples of this generation, she always feels that her ability is not bad and she should be in the first camp, but the time to get started made her miss the opportunity, and more importantly, the senior brother she admires is in the first camp.

So she always likes to go to Yan Yi's side.

However, her ability is indeed good, otherwise, she would have left Tianyun Mountain long ago. The disciples of Tianyun Mountain can be said to be strict in and wide out, and strictly selected, but as soon as they are old, they can apply to leave the mountain.

Ju Duo is the most down-to-earth person in this group of people. In addition to loving to dress up, he is also very gossipy.

I saw her head tilted up slightly, looking at the eastern sky, her dark eyes looked clearer in the moonlight, and when she looked at Yan Yi, she would have a little more softness.

Although I haven't heard her say it, everyone knows that she was born as a princess, because when she was young, she was too naughty and mischievous, and she accidentally injured her royal brother, so she was sent here by the emperor. I wanted her to stay for a year or two so that she could have a longer memory, so I took her back.

Unexpectedly, this little girl had a bit of talent, so she was kept by the Taoist elders.

It is said that her mother was a noble woman from the tribes of the Western Regions, so she looked quite flavorful. The facial features are deep, and the black hair pours down from the top of the head like a waterfall, falling straight to the waist of the willows.

The graceful figure of the woman in the Western Regions, coupled with the charm of the woman of the royal court, is also star-studded among the few female disciples.

After a long time, Yan Yicai slowly replied, "I don't know!" The voice was low and magnetic. Yan Yi doesn't like to talk much, and if he can save it, he will save it, which is related to his experience. But everyone doesn't know what he was like before, even if it was the four of Qingning. I'm afraid only Yuan Zhen knows a thing or two.

Yan Yi's neat answer made Ju Duoer a little disappointed, not because of the answer, but because he didn't seem to want to talk to her at all.

Although this situation can often be encountered, the mood will be different and sad every time. She doesn't like to deal with Yuan Jia, she thinks he is stupid and doesn't understand the amorous feelings, but Yan Yi is like doing it against her, but she only talks and laughs with this fat man.

Ju Duo'er sighed in a low voice, and turned to Ye Youcho to the side, "Do you know?"