Shen Fei burrowed into the dark and damp forest, the cold wind was biting, but he didn't feel cold at all. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his mood is irritable, irritable for no reason. The stride startled the resting birds in the woods, and the birds were annoyed, hovering over him, chirping endlessly.

"Feeling bad?" A familiar voice came from the front, Shen Fei didn't stop, and said angrily, "Let me be quiet." ”

Countless petals floated up from under his feet, forming a wall, blocking Shen Fei's way, "It seems that he is trapped by love." "In the middle of the night, except for Lao Xia, no one would be so idle to pay attention to Shen Fei's movements.

"Lao Xia, I'm really annoyed and want to be quiet. Shen Fei was really in a bad mood, and in the past, he would never talk to Lao Xia in such a tone.

The latter didn't care, floated down from the treetops, suspended in the void, and handed over a slap-sized jar, "Drink some." ”

Shen Fei was about to refuse, but the tip of his nose twitched twice in a row, and he smelled the smell of wine from it, and said in surprise: "When did you start drinking?"

"Have you forgotten how my predecessor died? Wine is no different from water to me, but I am getting older and thinking about health, so I slowly start to use honey instead of wine. ”

"Would you rather live a few years less for me?"

"Who made you my agent? ”

Looking at Lao Xia's sincere and old face, Shen Fei's heart warmed, took the wine jar, opened it and poured it into his mouth, so far, he has only drunk wine twice, and he drank it when he was in a good mood. This is the first time I have drunk when I am lost, I feel like the liquor is in my stomach, and my whole body is immediately surrounded by a burning sensation, and my depressed mood has weakened a lot, replaced by an inexplicable happiness.

"It turns out that this is the truth of drinking to kill sorrows. Shen Fei was not satisfied, he craned his neck, and "Gu Dong Gu Dong" actually poured a whole jar of wine. Although this jar is not big, the flower wine brewed by Lao Xia is extremely strong, and Shen Fei will definitely faint after drinking so much at one time.

Knowing this, Lao Xia didn't stop him, who has never been young, who has never been frustrated, young people are worried about either love or righteousness, although Lao Xia is a demon, he is also a person who has come over, and he knows Shen Fei's situation, so he uses the most righteous way to help him solve his worries. It can be seen that Lao Xia really treats Shen Fei as a brother.

The wine jar was shattered, and Shen Fei shouted loudly: "Another jar." A bubble bubbled in his mouth and fell to the ground, unable to open his eyes again, "Again...... One more altar. He fell asleep, a smile on his lips, and put aside the troubles in his heart for a moment.

Lao Xia shook his head, folded a quilt with ubiquitous petals, and covered Shen Fei's body, "Sleep in peace, you'll be fine if you sleep." ”

What is love, what is love. When you are young, you can never think clearly, and when you think clearly, these precious feelings have left you, disappeared into the wind, and can never be caught.

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Mo Junru lay quietly on the bed, the volcanic agate radiating a gentle light in the dark room, as if Zhong Lirui was smiling at him.

Thinking of Senior Brother Zhongli's death, Mo Junru was very sad in his heart. At her age, she didn't have too deep an impression of death, and when her father died, she just cried once, and when she cried, it was fine, and when she thought about it later, her eyes would not be moist anymore, because she was young, and the new things around her were always involving energy, so she rarely thought about those unhappy things.

Tonight, it was a little different. If Mo Jun deliberately didn't stay with Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu, he couldn't say why, he just wanted to be quiet and mourn for the deceased. Objectively speaking, what his father gave to him was material, while what Senior Brother Zhongli gave was care. Selfless care, no expectation.

It seems that from the first time the two met, Zhong Lirui was very good to her, and I can't tell the reason, but it was very good. Everywhere is cared for, everything is advised, this feeling is like being held in the palm of your hand, which is wonderful.

"Senior Brother Zhongli probably likes himself. Looking at the volcanic agate in his hand, Mo Junru was inexplicably melancholy. With a tight palm, he grabbed the agate into his palm, "Senior brother, you must bless Junru if you have a spirit in the sky." ”

Jun Ru stood up suddenly, lifted the quilt, and woke up the sleeping Mingyue Peak disciple beside him, without apologizing, put on his clothes and pushed the door straight out. Looking at the cloudless, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, pointing to the sky, the Xuannu sword condenses out, dancing in the moonlight in the empty and unmanned courtyard.

According to legend, there is a set of swordsmanship hidden in the Xuannu Sword, which was used by the Xuannu sealed in the sword before the Xuannu, with strange and unpredictable sword moves and endless gaits. Only when the sword wielder and the Xuannu sword fit to a certain point will this set of swordsmanship emerge in his heart.

Mo Junru took advantage of the moon to dance, entering the mysterious realm, the sword moves are endless, the steps are elegant and ethereal, and there is no trace, the charming moonlight is gathered by the long sword on the blade, each sword, all cut off a piece of the frost of the moon.

The fiery red robe and the bright sword style complement each other, and then combine with the moonlight overhead, forming a perfect picture.

Mo Jun was so fascinated that he seemed to have become another person, indulging in the world and the earth. It wasn't until a figure passed in front of the blade that she was brought back to reality.

"Oops. "The sword-dancing self ran into the reckless fellow, and the blade left a scar on the opponent's body. The man sat on the ground, his eyes blurred with tears, and the makeup on his face was not good, it was actually Nalan Ruoxue, a sworn enemy.

A woman's tears can not only move men, but also the women around her, seeing her like this, Mo Junru couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and asked: "What's wrong, why are you crying like this." ”

"It hurts. Ruoxue Jiaojiao was disgusted and pushed away her outstretched hands, "You don't care." He stood up and ran straight out of the yard and disappeared into the darkness.

"What the hell is wrong?" Junru was a little worried about her, "What sad thing happened to make her cry like this, it's so pitiful." After hesitating for a moment, she didn't chase it out in the end, perhaps, she also wants to be quiet now.

In the deep night, lonely men and women silently tightened their bodies, they were growing, and growing up had to experience setbacks and unknowns.

The next day, there were many people gathered in the sacred Xuanqing Hall who had never seen before, they were dressed in various colors of Taoist robes, and swords of different styles hung from their waists, and the only thing they had in common was that they were also immortal and full of Dao bones.

Shen Fei watched through the crowd, but never saw the shadow of Nalan Ruoxue, and couldn't help but worry in his heart. It wasn't until Shao Baiyu slammed up from behind that he pulled his gaze away from the crowd.

"Hey, hey, who's going to find it. Shao Baiyu asked knowingly.

"Looking for you. Shen Fei glanced at him, and immediately turned his gaze to the crowd again. At the same time, he said, "You are sleeping in the temple, why did you appear so late." ”

"Cheeh, I want to ask, where did you run last night. After being with Shen Fei for a long time, Shao Baiyu intends to learn his humorous attitude, "Anyway, why do you smell of wine, drinking behind my back?

"Why, you're hallucinating. Shen Fei didn't admit it.

"You guy, you're really dishonest. Shao Baiyu saw that he didn't want to say, so he simply didn't ask anymore, and teased him with a smile, "I didn't sleep well last night, did you suddenly find out that Ruoxue girl is very important to you." ”

"Shut up for me. Shen Fei was angry, walked into the crowd, away from Shao Baiyu, he was really in no mood to quarrel with him today.

Senior Brother Zhongli's death was not a big blow to the two of them, because in their opinion, it was not so much that Senior Brother Zhongli was dead, but rather that he had ascended, purified, sublimated, and entered a better world. There is such an idea, because after watching that shocking battle up close, Senior Brother Zhongli showed strength at the last moment, I am afraid that the Sect Leader and Senior Uncle Yun are far from being able to join forces. In their minds, life is either glorious or bleak, and the glory may not last long, but it can make you feel unparalleled freedom, and the peace may last for a long time, but it is no different from death. Both of them are people with eyes above the top, and in their minds, a moment of brilliance is much better than a lifetime of mediocrity. So the senior brother died a well-deserved death.

Seeing Shen Fei walking into the crowd, Shao Baiyu didn't follow, he knew what the other party was looking for, and he knew that he couldn't help. People are like this, they feel precious when they lose it, Shen Fei is like this, and so is himself, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and this is probably the current situation.

Shao Baiyu looked around and saw that on the crowded Xuanqing Palace, almost every Taoist priest with immortal wind bones was equipped with three things. First, the uniform. Almost every immortal, no matter how old, wears a Taoist robe. The color of the Taoist uniform may be different, and the style may also be slightly changed, but it is indeed a Taoist uniform, without exception, this is probably an attitude towards the Taoist as an immortal. Second, the fairy sword. The fairy sword can be stored in the Danhai, and Shao Baiyu rarely wears the Honghu sword on his body. But these seniors completely subverted his past thoughts, carrying at least one fairy sword at his waist, some with two, and at most with four. Shao Baiyu didn't understand at first, but after thinking carefully for a while, he felt that they were on guard. Immortal battle, life and death in the blink of an eye, in case someone sneaks up, the fairy sword on the body is definitely faster than the fairy sword hidden in the body, maybe you can save your life. Understanding this, Shao Baiyu summoned the Honghu Immortal Sword and straddled it diagonally around his waist. Third, the division seal. The immortals present were all at least forty years old, and some were even over a hundred years old, older than the head of the sect, but they all wore the master seal without exception, and it was a relatively large master seal, which was clearly engraved with the teacher inheritance and sect.

It can be seen that immortals are self-defensive, abide by the rules, and respect their teachers.

Shao Baiyu nodded, and got a lot of inspiration from it. At the same time, he thought: With so many immortals gathered on the Xuanqing Palace, it can be seen that after this battle, the words of the master have begun to have weight. Even these idle clouds and wild cranes, each with their own teachers, and the immortals who are used to being at ease have to give in.

He further discovered that the age of the immortals is very special, and people of the same age will gather together, and there will be a break in the next ten years, and then they will appear in a group. This is probably related to the way of accepting apprentices who are destined to enter the immortal road, just imagine starting from the Boundless Dao Ancestor, each generation is a master, with a few disciples of about the same age, each generation is like this, the cycle of generations naturally leads to the age gap close to the father and the son.

Moreover, the immortals gathered in the Xuanqing Hall at this moment, whether it was their conversation, demeanor, or the immortal power on their bodies, they were more than three grades higher than the ordinary immortals that Fan Village had seen. Usually, the senior brothers who attend classes in a school are the apprentices of these people in the palace, and they are as docile as little sheep in front of the master, never leaving half a step, serving by their side at any time.

Shao Baiyu suddenly thought about whether he should also serve on the left and right of the sect master? He took a deep look at the corridor behind the Xuanqing Palace, and finally decided to give up.

Six brilliant neon lights flew from the sky and landed on the cloud viewing platform, it was the arrogant and unsquinting Six Peaks Peak Lord, with their arrival, the people who were talking to each other quieted down and automatically made way for them. The six peak lords had the same respect for them, and walked forward from the path that had been given up, greeting the people they knew on both sides as they went.

They walked to their seats and sat down in peace. Eight chairs have been placed on the long hall, and it can be seen that there are always only those eight people who can really speak. The immortals each found their own position, led the apprentices to their own camp, and the master and Uncle Yun stepped into the hall in one step.

The six peak masters hesitated for a moment, but still got up and saluted: "I've seen the senior brother in charge." The immortals behind them, after their voices fell, followed and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Chief." After their voices fell, the voices of the young students came to themselves: "I have seen the real person in charge." "Wave after wave, from which we can see the differentiation of Shushan's level, no matter how amazing and beautiful, the students are the lowest level, when the elders speak, they need to be quiet, this is the rule, the rule of Shushan.

The head of the sect looked at him coldly, the pressure seemed to indicate that today's assembly would not be normal, he did not let the six peak masters sit down, nor did he sit himself, beckoning to the depths of the back corridor, and the twelve children entered in a queue in turn.

Children work in pairs, with the first holding a roster and the latter holding a brush. The last person to come in was tall and fat, holding a ground black inkstone in both hands, the ink was thick but not sticky, and it was top-grade at first glance.

"The stipulated time has come, now count the number of people, and ask the six peak masters to tick the names of the people who are traveling in this peak from the roster in front of them. ”

"Senior brother in charge, will it be too much to stir up the people like this. Yin Qiushui said.

"yes, it's funny to treat us like children. Fang Cuiya agreed, but his eyes did not touch Yin Qiushui, which showed that the mustard between the two had not been removed. (To be continued.) )