An autumn sun woke up Langchuan, and there was a crisp and melodious birdsong outside, like fairy music.

Lang Chuan opened his eyes slightly, and found that he was lying on a very quaint shelf bed, covered with a cyan robe, and there was still a trace of quiet Dan Qi in his mouth.

Nanikawa listened to the movement outside the house, but there was no other movement except for the quiet birdsong. Lang Chuan slowly sat up from the shelf bed, and suddenly thought of the injury of the trial meeting and was puzzled, and said strangely in his heart: "Hey, why doesn't my body hurt at all?" Not only that, but he also felt a warm and unusually comfortable mass in the dantian, and a mellow and warm current flowed slowly all over his body from here, as if he was immersed in a hot spring.

With a "grunt", Lang Chuan touched his shriveled stomach and said in his heart: "The first task now is to fill his stomach." ”

Jumping off the bed and putting on my boots, I suddenly found myself much lighter and nimble than before. After a few more jumps, Nangawa slowly opened the wooden door.

As soon as the door was opened, a white mist rushed towards him, mixed with the incomparably pleasant fragrance of plants and trees. Outside the house, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and the clouds were steaming, as if they were in a fairyland. In the colorful flower beds, there are many rare trees that have never been seen before. Among them, there are several large and small pine and cedar wooden houses.

"Anyone?" Nanikawa shouted, looking at the wooden house in front of him.

There was a reverberation all around, but no one answered. Lang Chuan wondered in his heart, and said secretly: "What the hell is this place, there are not even a single person! But I don't know where everyone has gone?"

In the midst of doubt, a stocky, dark-skinned young man came out of the distant mountain spring with two buckets of water, seeing that he was about the same age as Langchuan, and the heavy bucket on his shoulders did not feel the slightest difficulty, but walked like flying. Beside him, there was a poodle more than half a man tall, wagging its tail and a pair of eyes that were shining, very powerful.

"Senior brother, you're awake. The young man touched the back of his head honestly and smiled slightly.

Lang Chuan blinked his somewhat dry eyes, and hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, where is the old man?"

The young man replied, "Master, the old man went into retreat as soon as he came back yesterday, saying that you would not wake up until tonight, but I didn't expect you to wake up so soon." Your name is Langchuan, and the master asked me to take good care of you these days and help you cultivate. Here, it is Baiyun Peak, the habitat of the disciples of the outer sect. ”

Yuntianzong has a total of seventy-two peaks, of which there are twelve main peaks, namely Qingyun Peak, Baiyun Peak, Danxia Peak, Yandang Peak, Wuxia Peak, Wuyi Peak, Wutai Peak, Yuelu Peak, Yushan Peak, Taihang Peak, Qilian Peak, and Bulao Peak. Qingyun Peak is the residence of the miscellaneous disciples of the Yuntian Sect, and it is also the breeding place of the rare and exotic grasses of the Yuntian Sect. Baiyun Peak is the cultivation place of the disciples of the outer sect. The other main peaks are under the jurisdiction of the Inner Sect.

With a "grunt", Nanikawa's stomach began to make trouble again.

"Senior brother, you're hungry! Come, I've made some Yangchun noodles for you. ”

Lang Chuan followed the stocky boy into the house, the house was very clean, and the layout was very simple. The boy skillfully put the Yangchun noodles in the cauldron into a bowl and handed it to Nanikawa. Nanikawa, whose chest was close to his back, no longer cared about any etiquette, sat at the small table next to him, and ate with his head down.

Lang Chuan finished eating three bowls in one go, and then touched his bulging belly with satisfaction, only then did he react, he lost his etiquette just now, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, why don't you eat, or I'll help you serve a bowl." ”

The young man looked at Lang Chuan with a smile and said, "Oh, I have been practicing the grain opening technique during this time, and I don't need to eat." Senior brother, it's good for you to call me Yunfei in the future, it's more kind. ”

"Senior Brother Yunfei, are you and the master just here?"

Xue Yunfei nodded, shook his head again and said, "Master has a total of three disciples, Senior Brother Shangguan went outside to practice, and I haven't seen him for seven years. ”

"Oh, yes. Brother, this is the token and booklet given to me by the master, let me hand it over to you. This token is a certificate that belongs exclusively to the official disciples of the outer sect, and when you cultivate to the first level of condensation, you can use this token to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select exercises. ”

Nanikawa took the token and the booklet, and looked at it again and again, his expression a little strange.

"Senior brother, if you have any questions in the future, you can come to my residence and ask me, it's just across the street from your house, and I'm going to do my homework. After Xue Yunfei finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the wooden house opposite.

Nanikawa returned to the room, his expression full of energy, touched the square token the size of two fingers, and then grinned and eagerly opened the booklet. There are three small words written on it - Condensation Volume

Looking at these three words, Lang Chuan was excited, and his breathing was a little short, staring at the following.

"If you want to survive, you must first calm your nerves. If you want to calm your nerves, you must refine your vitality. Qi is in the body......"

"Knock...... Knock ......"

Just as he was about to meditate and start practicing condensing qi, suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Lang Chuan said impatiently: "Who?"

"Nanikawa, it's me, Liu Qing. Liu Qing stood outside the door and replied softly.

"Come in. Nanikawa exhaled softly and carefully placed the booklet in his arms.

With a creak, the door opened.

Liu Qing was dressed in a plain gray dress, her slender figure was plump and slender, her long hair as beautiful as black satin was only wrapped around a beige headband, and her face was as beautiful as a lotus flower.

Lang Chuan looked at Liu Qing, who was heroic but mixed with a hint of girlishness, and was stunned for a moment.

Liu Qing looked at Lang Chuan's appearance as a pig brother and coughed lightly.

Lang Chuan woke up like a dream, touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Miss Liu, please take a seat." ”

Liu Qing looked at the cute Langchuan, snorted, and laughed happily.

Hmph, I thought you were a stinky stone, and you still fell under my Liu Qing's pomegranate skirt.

Liu Qing held back his glance at Lang Chuan, who was a little short of words, and coughed lightly and said, "How are the injuries on your body?"

"I've recovered, thank you Miss Liu for your concern. ”

"I heard that the miscellaneous disciples all have some errands to do, how could Miss Liu be so idle. Nanikawa wondered. Liu Qing didn't come here just to see himself this time, right? Yuntian Sect has strict rules since ancient times, and it is impossible for a miscellaneous disciple to have a private meeting.

"Hmph, can't I come to you if I have something to do? Besides, isn't the purpose of your coming to Yuntian Sect to find someone?

"Oh, do you have a clue?" said Nan Chuan with a slight frown. After entering the Yuntian Sect, she almost forgot about this stubble, this was originally a non-existent thing, could it be that she found out? Or did she happen to get some oolong clues?

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, Yuntian Sect has a day's return day, can you come to Qingyunfeng to have a reunion dinner together? First, it is to celebrate our successful entry into Yuntian Sect, and secondly, we have to thank you, without you, we would not be able to enter Yuntian Sect as we wished. Liu Qing replied.

Looking at Liu Qing's sincere eyes, Lang Chuan couldn't bear to refuse. What's more, it's time to celebrate.

"Okay. ”

"Well, we'll see you there. Lang Chuan's promise, Liu Qing seemed very happy, and staggered away, leaving a strange expression of Lang Chuan.

Mid-Autumn Festival! I don't know the original world, but now it's also the Mid-Autumn Festival? Dear parents and fathers, are you okay? He touched the somewhat hot bronze mirror in his arms, and his expression was full of reminiscence.