With his heart-wrenching shout, outside the door of the room, there were also miscellaneous and hurried footsteps. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a loud bang, Gu Chenxu and An Zhuyun pushed open the half-hidden door of Baili Fusheng, An Zhuyun looked around, and did not see anyone other than Baili Fusheng, only saw the desolate figure of Baili Fusheng.

An Zhuyun sighed lightly and said: "Fusheng, did you think about it again......" An Zhuyun's next words were stopped by Gu Chenxu, Gu Chenxu squeezed his eyebrows at An Zhuyun, and signaled An Zhuyun something, An Zhuyun also suddenly understood.

Baili Fusheng exhaled slowly, trying to calm down his emotions before turning around, "Senior Brother An, Senior Brother Gu, you ......"

Gu Chenxu smiled and said, "Well, He Yaochen asked us to come and see you, and by the way, I asked you to go to dinner." ”

An Zhuyun also wanted to cover up the question he had just asked, and he also changed the topic and asked Baili Fusheng: "Fusheng, how are you? Do you still feel dizzy?"

"I'm fine, let's go. As soon as Baili Fusheng's words fell, he walked out of the door, even though Baili Fusheng deliberately covered it up, it still let Gu Chenxu and An Zhuyun see the deep things in his heart.

After Baili Fusheng walked out of the door, Gu Chenxu pointed at An Zhuyun with a helpless face and said, "An Zhuyun, what's the matter with you?!" Fusheng's desolate cry must have remembered the matter of Songfeng Pavilion, why do you still want to ask. ”

An Zhuyun felt guilty in his heart and didn't refute, and lowered his head with a guilty face.

Next to the dining room in the inner courtyard of the Taiji Hall is the place where the disciples of the inner courtyard of the Taiji Hall eat, there are a total of eleven tables and wooden benches, five on the left and five on the right, and the middle is also the position of the first Liu Qingfeng, everyone gathers together and sits on the wooden bench.

Jiang Huanyu saw that all the disciples in the inner courtyard of the Taiji Hall had already come to his place, and he first picked up the wooden chopsticks with his right hand, preparing to sweep away the food on his table.

"Jiang Huanyu, the master hasn't come back yet, how can you move the chopsticks first?!" He Yaochen's gaze rushed towards Jiang Huanyu along with his words.

When He Yaochen's words just reached Jiang Huanyu's cochlea, Jiang Huanyu was also helpless, so he had to put down the wooden chopsticks in his hand obediently.

He Yaochen;"Hahahahahahaha......"

Gu Chenxu, "Hahahahahaha......"

"Hahahahaha......ha

Jiang Huanyu saw the reactions of other people, and he also knew a thing or two in his heart, and then rolled his eyes at He Yaochen, "He Yaochen, you stinky boy is playing tricks on me again." ”

"Okay, okay, let's eat, we have to hurry up the experience during this time, Kunlun will be martial arts, but it is not far away. ”

After the tea and dinner, everyone went straight back to the center of the courtyard of the inner courtyard of the Taiji Palace, after all, it was not far from the time of Kunlun Huiwu, and everyone was also rushing for the last closed-door disciple of Shangguan Bingyan, the real person in charge.

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It wasn't until it was almost sunset that the disciples in the inner courtyard of the Taiji Hall saw the master Liu Qingfeng coming back from the Sanqing Palace, Liu Qingfeng frowned between his eyebrows, and his face was serious, although everyone was accustomed to the appearance of the master Liu Qingfeng at the moment, and if he had a smile on his face, he would probably make himself feel strange, but at this moment it was different, as if he was blocked by a heart.

The disciples put their swords back in their sheaths and stood respectfully in place.

Liu Qingfeng walked in front of the disciples, stopped, and said lightly, "Today, the first seat of the seven veins will gather in the Sanqing Palace, and the matter of Kunlun will be martial arts, and the first day of the next month, you stinky boys, don't lose the face of my Taiji Palace." ”

As soon as Liu Qingfeng's words came out, everyone was suddenly caught off guard, and this time the Kunlun meeting was actually some time ahead of schedule.

A few families were happy and a few were worried, He Yaochen and Jiang Huanyu didn't think so, and the others all felt a sudden sense of urgency, Liu Qingfeng looked at Baili Fusheng meaningfully, as if he was holding back something.

The earth has been asleep, except for the breeze blowing gently, except for the occasional sound of spirit beasts, and on the stairs of the cold Songfeng Pavilion, there is a young figure, looking from a distance, there is a bit of desolation.

"Fusheng, why are you here alone?" Now it is Baili Fusheng who is above the corridor and stairs of the Taiji Palace, and the one who speaks is the head of Kunlun who deliberately rushed from Xuantian Palace, Shangguan Bingyan.

After hearing this familiar voice in Baili Fusheng's ears, he immediately turned his head, and when he saw that it was the master Shangguan Bingyan, his heart was also full of surprise, "Master...... Master. ”

Shangguan Bingyan walked to the stone railing of the corridor ladder and stood side by side with Baili Fusheng, Shangguan Bingyan's eyes moved away from Baili Fusheng's body, looked at the bright moon hanging in the clouds, and said lightly: "Fusheng, are you worried that Kunlun is not worthy of my status as a closed disciple when Kunlun is a martial artist?"

At this moment, Master Shangguan Bingyan's words undoubtedly did not poke into Baili Fusheng's heart, that was what he had been worried about, Baili Fusheng responded softly: "Yes, master, I have been stuck in the bottleneck of the first order of the condensation state for more than a year, and even the spiritual root is shorter than others, master, otherwise, I will abolish the title of my closed disciple." ”

Shangguan Bingyan was suddenly surprised: "Could it be that you really don't want to become stronger, at least you can awaken a person from the Songfeng Pavilion besides you and Ye Xiaochen?"

Baili Fusheng suddenly cheered up, and hurriedly asked, "What...... What?!Is there anyone in Songfeng Pavilion who survived besides me and Ye Xiaochen?!"

Shangguan Bingyan said lightly: "That person is in the candlelight sword body that the sword spirit Qingyi put in your hand that day. ”

At this moment, the person the master said to allude to is undoubtedly the guardian spirit of Songfeng Pavilion that he saw today, Mingyin, but Mingyin said that he had used his last spiritual sense to tell himself these secrets that he never knew, at least in his own cognition, Baili Fusheng had long thought that Mingyin had passed away, and said in surprise: "Candlelight Sword?"

Shangguan Bingyan said with a serious face: "Yes, Candle Sword, when I came with your vain uncle that day, I saw the Candle Shine Divine Sword in the place where the curtain was covered on the couch in your room, Mingyin and Tsing Yi themselves are sword spirits, so Mingyin is not dead, if, as long as the spiritual consciousness of the Candlelight Sword Master reaches the realm of the sea of clouds, he can wake up Mingyin from it." ”

Master Shangguan Bingyan's words were like joy descending from the sky, "Who is the sword master of the master's candle sword?!"

Shangguan Bingyan's gaze fell heavily on Baili Fusheng: "It's you!"