Since Yuan San came to Luohua Valley, Shangguan Yun and the others had almost nothing to do every day except for cultivation, such as cleaning the courtyard, taking care of the medicine garden and other chores were all taken care of by Yuan San alone, and every once in a while, Yuan San would bring back some fresh fruits and ripe elixirs from Kunlun Mountain, which made Jing Xi can't help but sigh that Shangguan Yun's apprentice has received too much money, and he is a little envious! However, Yuan San also has a disadvantage in doing this, that is, it makes several of them lazy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What made Shangguan Yun feel the most was Yuan San's efforts on the way to cultivation, since this guy entered the valley, in addition to doing things, he was cultivating, he didn't rest at all, and he didn't occasionally have boring and boring times like others, the level of concentration when he cultivated made Shangguan Yun involuntarily embarrassed.

"Look at Yuan San, we have to work hard, otherwise we will be surpassed by this guy sooner or later!" This has become the mantra of Shangguan Yun and Jing Xi.

Yuan San not only worked hard, but also had a great talent for cultivation, Shangguan Yun and Jing Xi agreed that this was the reason why Yuan San took the Xuanhui fruit left by Haibi Zhenren. In less than two years, the three of them had already seen Yuan San stepping on a wooden sword flying in the air. This sword was specially picked by Shangguan Yun from a thousand-year-old peach tree in Kunlun Mountain, and it was tailor-made for Yuan San, because he, the master, really had no treasures to give to his disciples except for some elixirs that he had refined.

What made Shangguan Yun cry and laugh even more was that one day Chixia told him that Yuan San had tamed all the monkeys in this area, and those seasonal mountain fruits and spirit grasses were all sent by other monkeys, and only the medicine garden was taken care of by himself, because he didn't let these monkeys enter the Valley of Falling Flowers.

"This is what it's like to be the Monkey King!", Jing Xi quipped, "Maybe one day the monkeys in Kunlun Mountain will call your grandfather!"

"Then you are the ancestor ...... monkey", halfway through speaking, Shangguan Yun suddenly felt that something was wrong, but was picked up by Jing Xi, "I want to be their ancestral grandmother, but that's the name of the people's Una!"

Shangguan Yun was speechless for a while, and then he remembered that he had been in the Falling Flower Valley for more than three years unconsciously, and there were still three years before the agreement with Una, and he didn't know what happened to Una now, so he felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Seeing that Shangguan Yun suddenly lowered his head and was silent, Jing Xi stopped laughing, and gently kicked Shangguan Yun with his toes, "Blow a tune, I haven't heard you blow it for a long time!"

"Don't you say I forgot, I really haven't practiced the flute for a long time, and I guess I'm going to be scolded by Feng Ge again!"

Shangguan Yun took out the Xiaoxiang flute, gently wiped it twice, the horizontal flute played, the flute sound was melodious, floating in the valley of falling flowers, like a shepherd boy returning late, and like a boat on the Ping Lake, it really has a taste of dust.

After blowing a song without hurry, Shangguan Yun felt relaxed and happy, only to feel that there was a hermit's true meaning in this song, and he was very kind of sitting and watching the clouds roll up and laughing.

Jing Xi couldn't help but sigh, "Such days are indeed nostalgic!"

Shangguan Yun was about to echo, when he suddenly heard Feng Ge's voice ringing in his ears, "This song has a bit of a peaceful taste, but can you really calm down and retreat now?

"Why isn't it true?", Shangguan Yun asked unconvinced.

"You live in seclusion like this, it's just a last resort, you don't really understand the way of the hermit!" Feng Ge smiled and pointed at Shangguan Yun's chest, "If you don't believe it, ask your heart, have you forgotten your pursuit, have you forgotten those people in your heart?"

Shangguan Yun was speechless for a while, and only after a while did he say, "Then what is the way of the hermit?"

Feng Ge glanced at Shangguan Yun, "You shouldn't ask me about this matter, you will naturally understand it when the time comes! But I want to remind you that sometimes it is to be born better, you should hurry up and practice those tunes I gave you! It will be useful! Moreover, you should also practice those methods in Shushan, do you still expect a set of Tianxiang swordsmanship to fight all over the world?"

Shangguan Yun suddenly realized, in the past three years, he has been busy with all his efforts to improve his cultivation, these methods have indeed not been cultivated much, if he fights with others at that time, he will definitely suffer, whether he is willing to fight with others or not, but those battles in the world are impossible to avoid at all!

"Thank you for reminding me!", Shangguan Yun bowed deeply to Feng Ge, and when he looked up, Feng Ge was gone.

"He's right!", Jing Xi sighed, "There is no hidden world, although there are all kinds of good, but it is really not what a good man should choose!"

"You should cultivate well! In three years, I will accompany you on another trip to the Manglin, and when I see Una, I will go back to my hometown, I think I understand! The Nine-Colored Deer Clan must not be cut off in my hands!" After Jing Xi finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the cave, leaving Shangguan Yun standing there, his heart fluctuating for a while.

"Ask your own heart!", Shangguan Yun stroked his chest, stood for a long time, sighed, took out the music score given by Feng Ge, and began to practice.

From the next day, Shangguan Yun no longer meditated blindly, and began to practice various methods of Shushan early every day, and practiced the music scores handed over to him by Feng Ge in the afternoon, and continued to meditate and improve his cultivation at night.

Yuan San reacted extremely quickly, from the first day of Shangguan Yun's change, he followed Shangguan Yun to practice the method of Shushan, and when Shangguan Yun played those flute songs, he stood aside and listened quietly, Shangguan Yun originally doubted that he didn't have so many people's feelings, whether he could not understand the flute music.

Later, I suddenly found that this kid was dancing the sword with great interest when he played the flute by himself, and it was secretly in line with the way of attack in the flute song, so I realized that this kid had learned a set of swordsmanship from the flute music.

Curious, he instructed Yuan San to modify and improve this set of swordsmanship, but some opinions Yuan San accepted, and some were rejected by him.

"Master, what should I give this set of swordsmanship a name?", at this time, Shangguan Yun was already able to understand the ape language, but Yuan San still insisted on stammering in the Terran language that he was not proficient in, this kid had already refined the horizontal bones half a year ago and could speak human language.

"This is a sword technique created by yourself, you can call it whatever you want!", Shangguan Yun said disapprehantly.

"Well, then, that's called Shi'en Swordsmanship!", Yuan San said respectfully, making Shangguan Yun a little embarrassed, so he had to say lightly, "It's up to you!"

Under the influence of Yuan San, the people in the valley all became hardworking, and there was always silence in the valley of falling flowers, except for Shangguan Yun, when he practiced flute music. In this atmosphere, time began to fly quickly, and in a blink of an eye, two years passed, and Shangguan Yun also ushered in his fortieth birthday.

Diligent and diligent cultivation, coupled with the support of the pill, at this time, Shangguan Yun's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Dan, and he is about to break through to the realm of Yuanying, although this achievement cannot be compared with those Tianjiao, but it is also a leader in the cultivation world, so that Shangguan Yun feels that it is acceptable, at least it is much faster than the progress he originally expected.

Many of the methods of Shushan have been mastered in the past two years, and under the bypass, Shangguan Yun's Fu Gong Technique, Dan Dao and Formation Technique have also entered the realm, and the music scores that Feng Ge taught him have also been proficient, but they have not yet reached the realm of perfection.

People often say that forty is not confused, when Shangguan Yun thought of this, he only felt that his state of mind was indeed much calmer and calmer now, just standing in front of the waterfall in the Falling Flower Valley, looking at his slightly wrinkled forehead in the waterhole, Shangguan Yun still couldn't help but howl.

"It's time to go out for a walk!Don't hold yourself back!", Qing Yi brushed a lock of green silk floating in front of him and said softly.

"You still look so young!", Shangguan Yun sighed softly, in terms of Shouyuan, the human race and the nine-colored deer clan really can't be compared.

"Big brother, let's go out for a walk together! I'm a little lonely too!", Chixia Urn roared angrily, now he has grown tall and strong now! And it has also reached the realm equivalent to the human race's knot! This made Shangguan Yun quite resentful, how come the people around him are all cultivation talents, and now even Yuan San has stepped into the realm of knot, it has only been five years! It seems that only his own cultivation speed is normal.

"Let's go out for a walk together and play the whole Kunlun Mountain!", Shangguan Yun almost gritted his teeth and shouted this sentence! )