Walking into the familiar door, Chu Wuyan bumped into a thin middle-aged man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This person's name is Chu Chang'an, the village chief of Chujia Village, and Chu Yu's father. He had read some books, and his demeanor and speech were a little like the elegance of a scholar.

"Village Chief!" Chu Wuyan said.

The moonlight was very bright this night, and the yard was evenly covered with a layer of hoarfrost. Chu Wuyan noticed that the light was still on in his room.

In this way, Chu Changan has entered his room!

What did he go to his room to find? Chu Wuyan clenched his fists hard, his fingertips embedded in the flesh, oozing traces of blood.

Chu Changan narrowed his narrow eyes, took two steps behind his back and said, "Ah Yan, do you know that your mother has offended Miss Yun!"

Chu Wuyan restrained the hatred in his heart and said calmly, "Who is Miss Yun?"

Chu Changan said: "Miss Yun's name is Yun Menghan, she is the daughter of the Yun family in Chen'an County, and she is also the immortal master who came to Chujia Village to accept apprentices this time!"

Chu Wuyan nodded, and said coldly: "My mother has passed away!"

Chu Changan paced two more steps and said, "But, your mother has offended Miss Yun." If she holds a grudge, the children in our village who have been selected will be angered, and their future will be blocked!"

Chu Wuyan felt that his heart was dripping blood. He fixed his mind and said, "Is the village chief going to apologize to Miss Yun without shame?"

"Yes! For the sake of the future of these children in our village, I can only wronged you!" Chu Changan nodded and said, "Ah Yan, the overall situation is important, and personal feelings are light, you have to understand this truth." ”

At this time, his face was half covered with frosty moonlight, and half was hidden in shadows. In the night, it looks weird and unforgiving.

Chu Wuyan looked at this completely unfamiliar elegant village chief, smiled faintly, and said, "What if Wuyan is unwilling?"

Chu Changan had a cold face and reprimanded: "Ah Yan, you are not willful! If you don't go, you will be the sinner of the whole village! Our Chujia Village will no longer tolerate you!"

Chu Wuyan still smiled lightly, his smile was as cold as moonlight: "Is the village chief going to drive Wuyan out of the village?"

Facing such a cold and insightful gaze, Chu Changan couldn't help but feel weak for a while, and then said coldly: "I just ordered you to apologize to Miss Yun!"

Chu Wuyan took a step back, gave up a position, stared at Chu Changan with a knife-like gaze, and said with a light smile: "In this way, Wuyan will leave Chujia Village tomorrow! In this life and this life, he will no longer regard himself as a person from Chujia Village! Now, is the village chief satisfied?"

Chu Chang'an's heart palpitated, and then he flicked his sleeves angrily and said: "Okay, you go, you go! It's better to die in that barren mountain and wilderness, and be the companion of your father who has been a ghost for a long time, and your mother who has recently become a ghost!"

Chu Wuyan looked at him unmoved, and said, "Can the village chief tell Wuyan who collected my mother's bones?"

Chu Changan snorted coldly: "Except for the old immortal Master Li at the head of the village, who else can care about your dead ghost mother?" Oh, my family Yu'er also helped add a handful of soil. With some kindness, I helped you, a white-eyed wolf!"

"Very good!" Chu Wuyan stopped looking at Chu Changan, opened the door by himself, and packed up his things as if no one was around.

Chu Changan left the door of the faceless house angrily, and he didn't even see Ye Yuan standing outside the door.

Ye Yuan watched Chu Changan leave like a desperate escape, his eyes moved slightly, but he kept the name "Chu Yu" in his heart.

After a while, Chu Wuyan walked out of the house with a burden.

"Packed up?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!" Chu Wuyan saluted respectfully, broke off a peach blossom from his side, and held it in his hand.

Chujia Village, he actually hates here. Here, he spent a bitter childhood, and he lost his mother, who depended on him for his life. Now, he carries this peach blossom, just like the only warmth in those silent years.

Ye Yuan bowed slightly, raised his hand to the peach branch in Chu Wuyan's hand, and said, "In this way, you can ensure that this peach branch will not disperse for three months." When you get back to the mountain gate, you can stick it in the soil, and it will grow into a new peach tree!"

"Thank you, Uncle Shi!" Chu Wuyan felt a warm current in his heart.

The subtleties see people's hearts, and this meticulous mind is dyed with a little warmth in his already cold heart.

Ye Yuan grabbed Chu Wuyan, performed the magic technique, left Chujia Village, and appeared in a plain courtyard in a blink of an eye.

In the courtyard, three young people dressed in moire cedars came to pay their respects one after another, and said, "Meet Ye Changzun!"

Chu Wuyan looked at the three of them.

In the center is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dressed in a long red dress, as bright as a red begonia. Beside him, were two men. One is a middle-aged man, with slightly drooping eyes, a slightly collapsed nose, and an obvious flattery in his eyes when he speaks. The other is a young man of twenty years old, with a square face, broad eyebrows and eyes, and a straightforward attitude.

Ye Yuan glanced at Chu Wuyan lightly and said, "This is Chu Wuyan, stay in the inner gate in the future!"

"Yes!" the three replied respectfully.

"Settle him down!" Ye Yuan only said one sentence before leaving on his own.

The bright girl in the center glanced at Chu Wuyan and said with a smile: "Your name is Chu Wuyan? What a strange name! Oh, my name is Yun Menghan, you will call me Senior Sister Yun in the future!"

Chu Wuyan's heart tightened, and then he covered up the past and said, "I've seen Senior Sister Yun!"

The middle-aged male cultivator showed a flattering smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother is Dong Yang, and now he is a deacon disciple in the outer gate, just call me Senior Brother Dong!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Dong!" Chu Wuyan's courtesy was very thoughtful.

The square-faced young man finally spoke: "Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother's name is Lin Jinzhi!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Lin!" Chu Wuyan made a peer salute.

Yun Menghan said happily: "Senior Brother Chu, are you also from Chujia Village? Speaking of which, today, we have accepted a lot of disciples surnamed Chu! Well, it's late today, and when you set off tomorrow, you can get to know each other well!"

Chu Wuyan smiled solemnly and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yun!"

"Ah, you're really sven when you laugh!" Yun Menghan's laughter became more and more cheerful, "Okay, Senior Brother Dong will take you to settle down." We'll leave early tomorrow morning!"

With that, the begonia-like girl turned around and went back to her room. Lin Jinzhi also quickly returned to his room.

Dong Yang leaned over to Chu Wuyan and said, "Senior Brother Chu, what qualifications are you, how did you meet Ye Changzun?"

"Changzun?" Chu Wuyan said suspiciously, "Why do you all call him Changzun?" Oh, Uncle Ye saved my life and brought me directly!"

"Senior Brother Chu has just started, and I think I am not familiar with the rules of the cultivation realm!" Dong Yang said warmly, "Our spiritual cultivation in the cultivation realm has a total of five layers of great realms, the first layer is called seeing the subtle, and the second layer is called entering the illusion. Anyone who cultivates to reach the realm of illusion can be honored as a long-deity. Junior disciples need to remember that the generations in the cultivation realm are divided according to their cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the higher the seniority. Well, these things will be slowly understood by the junior brother in the future. ”

"Thank you Senior Brother Dong for your advice!" Chu Wuyan smiled lightly, "Senior Brother Guan Ye's age doesn't seem to be very old, I think he must be a person with extreme talent, right?"

"Of course!" Dong Yang said enviously, "Ye Changzun is a superior qualification with excellent talent, he started cultivation at the age of five, and at the age of nine, he broke through the realm of seeing micro and became the elder venerable in the illusion period. In our Tianji Pavilion, he is a well-deserved first person! Senior Brother can be valued by Ye Changzun, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future!"

Chu Wuyan was half-understood when he heard this, and asked again: "Dare to ask Senior Brother, how is this cultivation qualification determined?"

Dong Yang said: "The qualifications of cultivators are divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower, and each level is subdivided into three levels. The upper class is the best cultivation qualification, and the lower level is the last cultivation qualification. The disciples we recruit outside are all disciples with cultivation qualifications. But what kind of qualifications are they still need to be determined by the elders after returning to the sect. However, Ye Changzun had already said that the junior disciple could directly enter the inner door. This qualification must be not bad!"

Chu nodded in confusion. The two exchanged a few polite words, and Chu Wuyan went to the room arranged by Dong Yang to rest.

At night, Chu Wuyan took out the carving knife and boxwood blank as usual, and carved it one after another in the dark.

But this time, he engraved not the complicated characters, but one after another deep "hate" words.