Chapter 13: Descending the Mountain

Yunfeng Pavilion backyard

Xiang Junhao's excellent operation made everyone dumbfounded, and many people wanted to ask him what was going on after coming back to their senses. But he took the opportunity to pull Xiao Sijia and Qin Lingna away quickly, and he was more concerned about going down the mountain, and he couldn't let those old men regret it. The group of three came to the backyard playfully, and when they passed by the flower garden, they saw Xiang Jingyun and Qin Weitong instructing their disciples to work, and then turned and walked over.

When Xiang Jingyun waited for the three of them to approach, he said: Jun Hao, you come into the house alone with me, I have something to tell you. Scarlett and Lingna are here to help your uncle first.

Then he left alone, and Xiang Junhao had no choice but to bow goodbye to his uncle and sister and go back. Qin Lingna walked up to Qin Weitong and supported her, and asked, "Mother, why did the junior brother go down the mountain?"

Qin Weitong looked at the distant figure of father and son, and said: Each of us has a different mission in the world, your master did not achieve his mission back then, and now it is your little brother's turn to complete his mission.

Yunfeng Pavilion backyard small house

Xiang Jingyun took out a letter from a box, this letter was not a common paper of the human race, but a white Tianyun silk brocade from the Linglong clan. Inside is written in cloud lacquer smoke ink, and on the back is a plain cloud brocade picture embroidered. This kind of Tianyun Silk Brocade and Cloud Lacquer Smoke and Ink are extremely valuable, and the Tiansheng Empire can only be used by the royal family. Xiang Junhao knew that this was a letter from his mother Nalan Lingyao, and he would see such a letter almost every few months in the past ten years. That is, relying on communication, Xiang Junhao has never cut off contact with his mother.

Xiang Jingyun handed the letter to Xiang Junhao, and said earnestly: This is the letter that your mother just arrived two days ago, and she guessed that you might have to go down the mountain to practice, and it will be inconvenient to contact you in the future. In this letter, there are instructions from your mother, and where she is in the Linglong Realm. I think your mother hopes that one day you can succeed in your studies and go to Linglong Realm to meet him.

Xiang Junhao took the letter, and did not open it as impatiently as he had received the letter in the past, but looked at the cloud brocade on the back of the letter. Xiang Jingyun put his hand on Xiang Junhao's shoulder and said: The world is sinister, be cautious of making close friends, be kind, abide by the heart, think more and talk less, and distinguish demons and demons. This is the twenty-word proverb that your grandfather gave me back then, and I will give him to you now. Don't just take the literal meaning, use your life experience to understand these 24 words. Senior Brother Mu should be waiting in the outer courtyard, your things are in this ring, go ahead. After that, Xiang Jingyun turned around and came to the back of the desk to lay paper and grind, knelt down to Jun Hao and bowed to him three times, got up and said: Dad, after I have learned something, I will definitely enter the Linglong Realm and bring my mother back!

Xiang Jingyun didn't look up at him, didn't speak, and didn't stop writing. Bowing to Jun Hao, saying goodbye to his father, he walked out of the door without looking back, and walked to the door of the backyard to see his uncle Qin Weitong, senior sisters Qin Lingna and Xiao Sijia were already waiting here. Qin Weitong has taken Xiang Junhao by her side since she was a child, and she has been raised like her own son for many years, but she is careful and strong, and she never drags mud and water. I saw her follow Jun Hao and said: There are three bottles of medicine in the ring, a bottle of a thousand poisons to save life, a bottle of refining Qi to help cultivate Qi, and a bottle of the latest formula of refining elixir. In the future, your cultivation will gradually improve, and every time your Yuan Qi cultivation is improved or when you use advanced Qi Gong to exceed the limit, it will definitely cause the Linglong Qi in your body to revolt. When you are backlashing, you can use this medicine to refine the anti-devouring spirit qi to help you survive the crisis.

Xiang Junhao looked at this uncle, who was like his own mother, if it weren't for the fact that his uncle had worked hard to read all the ancient books of Yaodan and refined the elixir that treated him. Although it couldn't completely dissolve the Linglong Qi in his body, it basically opened up his blocked meridians, and it could also suppress the Linglong Qi that was backlashed, so that he could use low-level Qi Gong and limited high-level Qi Gong. Xiang Junhao is a child after all, and he wants to cry a little at the moment, but he thinks that he can't be coaxed in front of the two senior sisters, otherwise he will be used as a joke in this life. He bowed deeply to his uncle and said: Jun Hao remember, take care of your uncle, take care of your sister. Then he raised his head and walked quickly to the front yard, only to hear Xiao Sijia shouting behind him: Little junior brother, remember to write to us, otherwise you will have good fruits to eat when you come back!

Xiang Junhao soon came to the front yard of Yunfeng Pavilion, outside the Xiantong Palace, Mo Qingzhi and Helan Xuanji were already waiting outside the hall, and when they saw Xiang Junhao coming, they said to him: Xiang Lao Pavilion Master and all the uncles and brothers are all candidates for the literary examination in the Xiantong Palace, and they told us to go down the mountain directly.

Xiang Junhao nodded, but found that Helan Xuanji was muttering angrily behind Mo Qingzhi and ignored him. Xiang Junhao didn't have the heart to think about the reason, turned around and bowed down to the Xiantong Palace, and then followed Mo Qingzhi out of the mountain gate.

Several elders in the Xiantong Hall were talking with the candidates one by one, and the uncles were listening to the exams on both sides. Xiang Jiying, who had been sitting still, had just picked up a new cup of tea, and suddenly stood still for a moment as if it were a freeze frame, and then returned to normal. Qingxuan Zhenren next to him whispered: There is Qing Zhi, and the junior brother can relax. Xiang Jiying was silent after hearing this, and after drinking the cup of tea with an expressionless face, he still quietly watched the literary trial and mystery of several elders.

And the state at the foot of the Five Peaks Mountain

Xiang Junhao followed Mo Qingzhi and Helan Xuanji and left the mountain gate and went down the mountain. Before going out of the mountain gate, he was still a little melancholy and reluctant, when he went down, the more he became normal, and his heart was less melancholy and reluctance. Wufeng Mountain is getting farther and farther away, when passing through a vegetable field, I see rape trees one by one, connected into a piece, the color of the rape flowers seems to have been rendered by the brush of the gods, so that Xiang Junhao suddenly opened up. It's just that why does Uncle Mu use an ox cart, it's too slow......

Suddenly, Xiang Junhao found that he had been gone for several hours, and Helan Xuanji had not paid attention to him. He smiled and stretched out his head and said, "Senior sister, are you reluctant to let us Yunfeng Pavilion?"

Helan Xuanji ignored him, still tilting her head to look at the scenery outside the car. Xiang Junhao took out a small hairpin from the ring, which was exchanged from the passer-by on the day of the trial exam. He took the hairpin to Helan Xuanji and said: Senior sister, you see that this hairpin is very good-looking, give it to you.

Helan Xuanji glanced at it, the goods in the too ordinary shops were not of grade, and continued to tilt her head to look outside. Xiang Junhao's eyes rolled around, and he took out an oily paper bag from the ring, ignored Helan Xuanji, and ate it in a big gulp. While eating, he said: The honey cake made by Uncle Fifth is delicious, Uncle Mu, you can also eat some.

Helan Xuanji already likes to eat desserts, and after going to Yunfeng Pavilion, she found that the honey flower cake on the mountain was particularly delicious, but unfortunately she didn't have time to pack it, and now she is really hungry. Seeing Xiang Junhao like this, the little temper that had just disappeared for a long time rose again, and he reached out to get the honey cake in the oiled paper bag. Xiang Junhao didn't stop her, and watched her eat quietly. The sun is setting, the dusk is colorful, the mountains are blue, and a quirky girl by the car window is eating pastries with her small mouth, and she is still using her hands. handed her a pot of water to Jun Hao and said, "Senior sister, eat slowly, don't choke."

Helan Xuanji was really anxious and choked on it, picked up the water and cooed. Then he looked at Xiang Junhao and said: For the sake of such a delicious honey flower cake, I won't be angry with you. Bring it!

Xiang Junhao just wanted to give her another piece of pastry, but found that her eyes had become sharper, and her strong desire to survive and many years of experience in getting along with Xiao Sijia of Demon King No. 2 subconsciously told him that this was not a proposition. But he still stuffed the pastry into Helan Xuanji's mouth and said: You must be hungry to eat something.

After speaking, he quickly took out several small ornaments from the ring, including the hairpin just now, and stuffed it into Helan Xuanji's hand. Then he took the honey cake out of the carriage and quickly fled, and came to Mo Qingzhi and said: "Uncle Shi, you eat some mats first."

Uncle Shi, the scenery here is really good. / Well, the green mountains are beautiful, the clouds are amorous, and the sky is selfless!

Why do we use ox carts, isn't it?/Uncle Shi is a Qing cultivator with a limited budget.....

Uncle Shi, where are we going next?/To the east, and then to the north, the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Uncle Shi, is the pastry delicious?/Yes, is it made by your beautiful fifth uncle?

Uncle Shi, is there a demon in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts?/Yes, there are a few that are very powerful, Shuangjue level.

Uncle Shi, are you powerful or my father was so powerful back then?/ Your father thought it was great back then, but now...

Uncle Shi, what about Grandpa Qingxuan giving me armor and short blades?/Oh, yes, the old man put things in the car

Teacher......

Xiang Junhao kept asking questions, and Mo Qingzhi didn't take the trouble to answer, and the two teachers and nephews talked and laughed all the way. After a long time, it was getting dark, Xiang Junhao turned around and lifted the curtain, but saw that Helan Xuanji had already fallen asleep against the carriage, with the residue of pastries on the corner of her mouth and the hairpin in her hand.