In the early morning, the morning light poured into the window edge and plated the cabin with a warm color, and Chang Xi, who had just woken up from a dream, opened his eyes.

"Chang Xi, are you awake?"

There was a burst of fragrant wind in his ears, Chang Xi turned his head to look, and saw Xin Tong looking at him with a pair of jade arms propped up on the side of the bed and looking at him with a smile, Qing Xuan beside him was tightening the quilt for him, who knew that he woke up suddenly, his face was red for a while, and he didn't know where to put his hands, and the girl's reddened delicate face in the faint morning light made Chang Xi suddenly sleepy.

Chang Xi grabbed the sheet in his hand and couldn't cry or laugh, and protested to the two extra uninvited guests in the room: "Why did you two come in without saying hello?"

Qing Xuan, whose face was as red as a ripe apple, pursed his mouth and said in order to be able to get back to the field: "It's been the time of the sun and the sun, and you are still sleeping like a dead pig, today is the first day you enter the back mountain to practice, you can't be sloppy, if it weren't for Xin Tong saying that you are tired and let you sleep more, I will definitely wake you up." With that, the mischievous girl swung her fist at the person hiding under the covers.

"Are you still sleepy? If you are still sleepy, you can sleep for a while, and I will say what Senior Brother and Sister Houshan say. Xin Tong smiled, brushed aside a few strands of hair on Chang Xi's forehead that covered his eyes, and asked softly, his words full of unprincipled doting.

Chang Xi waved his hand and got up from the bed, his muscles and bones crackled, he stretched his waist and felt indescribably comfortable, and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Qing Xuan's mouth was powerful, but his body was very honest, he obediently handed over a cup of warm tea, tilted his head and thought about it: "From the end of yesterday's competition to today, you have slept for a whole day and a night." ”

Chang Xi spread out his palms in front of his eyes and muttered to himself, "A day and a night?"

The golden blood-forged Cong Blade Rune Array, Nangong Cong Yun's incomparable Pure Jun Sword and Shenxiao Sword Intent, the collision of the well character and the Heaven Turning Seal, and the domineering and unrivaled momentum of the three arrows every month all emerged in my mind.

"In the end, I won. ”

Chang Xi was stunned as he looked at the morning light that gilded his palms with warm colors, and memories flooded in his heart, he knew that he had succeeded and fulfilled the promise he had made in front of the Qingyun Monument. A smile of great joy spread across his face, and he couldn't believe that he had really done it until now.

Taking out the jade waist bow that had been shattered from the storage bag, Chang Xi had mixed feelings, the arrow of the moon yesterday, in fact, even he was not sure in his own heart whether he could make a contribution, Nangong Congyun, who had cultivated as a half-step Yuanying, could be said to be the strongest opponent he had encountered since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, and even the black gold armor guard in the Bishan Mausoleum and the corpse face Jiao under the Soul Burial Ridge were far inferior. If it weren't for the fact that he had deliberately buried a lot of foreshadowing and hole cards, he would still be one line behind in the face of the real business leader in the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, not to mention that he would have exhausted all the essence of his body month by month, and he would no longer have the strength to fight, if it was really a life-and-death fight, he would have been slaughtered by others now.

As his thoughts drifted away, the black thick strap around Chang Xi's waist was gently pulled away from behind, and most of his clothes slipped to the ground, Chang Xi reacted at this time, and quickly lifted his pants and looked at the two ill-intentioned women behind him in horror and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you crazy, why did you suddenly take off my clothes and play hooligan?"

Xin Tong put the black thick lacing aside, took a delicate lacquered mahogany box beside him and opened it, on the left side of the wooden box is a big red food box that feels festive when looking at the color, Qing Xuan took out the delicate snacks in the food box and put them on the table, glanced at Chang Xi who was "spring", and said proudly: "Eat your breakfast with peace of mind, the proprietress of Tianxiufeng Restaurant specially added a meal for you, you can wear anything when you enter the back mountain, and you must wear the required sacrificial brocade clothes on the first day." ”

Qing Xuan's voice fell, Xin Tong shook out a sacrificial brocade dress from the wooden box, the color of the brocade dress was obviously taking into account Chang Xi's preferences, and the black and gold colors were deliberately selected, the dragon head and dragon claws on the front were lifelike, like a real dragon hidden in the painting, and the colorful auspicious clouds on the back were divided into nine flowers, meaning auspicious and auspicious, shining on the blessing of longevity, and it was very similar to the dragon robe of the ninety-five in the world. Chang Xi took a closer look and found that the patterns and patterns on the sacrificial brocade were not ordinary knitted threads, but could be used by some incredible god to absorb the true meaning of heaven and earth.

The true meaning is hidden in the clothes, and it is one.

"The sacrificial brocade dress I wore before also contains the true meaning of the phoenix, and I don't know where the Qingyun Mountain Sect got these rare things, it really worked hard for his old man. ”

Xin Tong was obviously quite satisfied with the handsome style of Chang Xi's sacrificial brocade dress, and she was extremely happy and a little guilty, she remembered that more than a month ago, she coldly forced the old man who had worked hard to find these rare things to the corner of Qingyun Palace, and snatched Qingluan Zhou from the arms of the helpless Zhangjiao.

She quietly spit out her fragrant tongue, thinking in her heart that she couldn't bully Master Zun anymore in the future.

No matter how complicated the ritual brocade dress is, it is just a piece of clothing, Chang Xi, who has never been served by a woman, wails and asks himself to change his clothes with a fluke mentality, until Xin Tong slowly opens the bottom drawer of the delicate wooden box, and the dazzling pendant decoration and golden threads that are like stars in the sky completely shatter Chang Xi's last fantasy.

Under the service of the two women, Chang Xi put on the ceremonial brocade dress and buried himself in dealing with the breakfast carefully made by the proprietress. Qing Xuan combed Chang Xi's hair into a bun and put on a purple and gold crown, Xin Tong, who was only under the lord of Jiufeng Peak, knelt on the side of the bed, the corners of his eyebrows and mouth were full of spring, carefully waiting to take off the remaining clothes for Chang Xi, and then hung exquisite and meaningful ornaments on the sacrificial brocade.

After wearing it for a long time, Xin Tong waved his hand to summon a hazy water mirror, the man in the mirror was born with the appearance of heaven and man, two strands of brocade on the purple gold crown floated down, the complex and luxurious ceremonial brocade dress comparable to the dragon robe was decorated with stars like a galaxy, the waist was wrapped with a purple gold swallowing python buckle, and the wooden card woven by the red rope was tied around the waist, and the whole person was like an emperor in the world.

Xin Tong and Qingxuan's eyes were confused, and Xin Tong's smile was intoxicating: "It's really a pity that you don't want to be the emperor, whether it is your appearance or the ruthlessness in your bones, it is more than enough to be the king of that country." ”

Behind her, Qing Xuan carefully smoothed out some of the wrinkles on the sacrificial brocade dress, and couldn't help but laugh in her heart: Chang Xi didn't know if she would be an emperor in the future, but she knew that even if she was an emperor, she would never be able to enjoy the fragrant pomp and circumstance of Empress Fengzhong willingly kneeling down to serve the change of clothes.

The young man who looked a little bit imperial lowered his head, grabbed the wooden plaque on his waist in his hand, rubbed the scratches with his fingertips, and the familiar touch came to his heart, he vaguely remembered that Beibai had told him in front of the gate of Qingyun Mountain that this thing was of great significance, and he would never have thought that the meaning of the wooden plaque was the disciple of Houshan at that time.

Whether it was the unpredicted prophet or the unintentional insertion of the willows, he couldn't guess.

Chang Xi turned his head and smiled: "Don't make trouble, it's not too early, it's time to get down to business." ”

The sword flew over the top of Tianxiu Peak, and countless disciples under Tianxiu Peak could be seen in the distance, looking forward to waving their hands, on the edge of the cliff paved with flowers and grass behind Tianxiu Palace, a graceful figure in white clothes and snow stood against the railing, and the young Tianxiu Peak Peak Peak Lord's red lips opened lightly, and his voice converged into a line and sounded in Chang Xi's ears: "Remember to come back often." ”

The figure on the sword of the true dragon emperor in the sacrificial brocade dress bent down and bowed his head, and saluted extremely respectfully towards the top of the mountain, and the voice spread throughout Tianxiu: "Tianxiu Peak is my home, no matter where the disciple goes, he will always be a disciple of Tianxiu Peak." ”

The corners of Yun Wei's eyes are moist and warm flows through his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth are filled with the joy and relief of having a child growing up at home, like a smile and a smile, seeing the disciples go away, the white clothes are better than the snow and the white is white, and the Anhui yarn dances with the wind, just like a snow lotus blooming on the top of Tianxiu Mountain.