After a period of dizziness, Xie Ling and Qi Yun appeared in a stone room. There was also a six-pointed star array at their feet, and a disciple on duty outside walked over and said, "Why are you two here, the dean is about to leave." ”

Qi Yun hurriedly took Xie Ling out of the stone room, entered a corridor next to him, and after walking forward for a while, he came to a hall dozens of zhang wide.

Xie Ling saw that there were dozens of long tables inside, and various utensils were used on the tables to hold different kinds of materials, all of which were strange things that Xie Ling had never heard of and had never seen before. At a long table in the middle stood two people, among whom was a thin old man in ochre-colored clothes, who was looking up and down Xie Ling, who had just come in from outside, with a palpitating gaze.

"Inferior Immortal Root, damn the Internal Affairs Department, can't you just get a trial with slightly better qualifications to come over!" His gaze became gloomy, and his voice was a little hysterical, which made Xie Ling even more cramped and uneasy.

The other gray-robed old man was still counting the materials on the table, ignoring this.

"Stretch out your hand!" said the thin old man suddenly.

Xie Ling didn't know what he was going to do, and stretched out his hands in some trepidation.

"Follow me!" the thin old man also held out a hand, and then the ring and middle fingers parted from it, but the rest of the fingers were held together. This seems very easy, but in fact there are very few people who can do it naturally, and it is the sensitivity and coordination of the fingers that are important.

Xie Ling's hands were in Qi Yun's surprised gaze on the side, very naturally and perfectly, a trace of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, but obviously this was just the beginning, and then his hand changed even faster, every movement looked simple, but it was extremely exquisite in the dexterity of the fingers, even ordinary trained people may not be able to fully keep up with such a rhythm.

Sure enough, Xie Ling began to make frequent mistakes, his face turned red, and his heart became a little weak.

Suddenly, the thin old man closed his fingers, and the expression on his face was better than before.

"Although the immortal root is a little worse, fortunately, the agility is barely enough, you can stay, let's go burn the fire for a year first!" After speaking, he turned around and no longer paid attention to Xie Ling, who was standing in front of him.

Qi Yun, who had been standing respectfully beside him, lightly touched him, Xie Ling woke up from his trance, and thanked him: "Disciple Xie Ling obeys!" and then followed Qi Yun out of the house with some doubts.

"Senior brother's surname is Xie, could it be the Xie family, one of the four major immortal cultivation families of this sect?" Qi Yun said.

Xie Ling nodded, there is nothing to hide, as long as you inquire a little, you will know.

"It's no wonder—" The Xie family is a well-known family of immortal cultivators, and it is not surprising that Xie Ling can do such a thing. Qi Yun thought.

"Senior brother, why did the dean ask me to burn a fire for a month? and what this 'Refining Academy' does, I don't understand at all, and I ask Senior Brother for advice. Xie Lingdao.

"Hehe, after a long time, the junior brother will understand, and it is useless to talk about it now. Qi Yun said.

Back in his stone house, Xie Ling lay on his back on the stone bed, and at this moment he felt relaxed that he had never felt before. Although the Xie family's house was luxurious, it was like an exquisite birdcage, which once imprisoned him for a year. Although this place is simple, he can do whatever he wants, he can sing to his heart's content when he is happy, and he can go outside to breathe fresh air in the mountains and forests when he is bored.

Just as he was happily fantasizing about the future, there was a faint sound of a flute from outside. The melodious sound of the flute makes people feel homesick. Xie Ling's mind conjured up an endless wilderness, with stars shining in the sky.

The next picture is blurry and constantly changing, and suddenly I am in a col full of flowers, and all of a sudden it becomes empty, and there is only a tall stone monument in front of me.

With a bang, all the pictures shattered into pieces, Xie Ling sat up from the bed, holding his head in his hands, and every time he returned to this time, the whole person would have a splitting headache.

The flute continued, and he took a deep breath, got off the stone bed, and walked out of the room.

Behind the stone house was a jungle, and he slowly followed the direction from which the flute had come, and through the woods, he saw a stream that meandered down the mountain.

On a rock by the stream, a thin boy sat on it with a jade flute in his hand, and his feet were immersed in the stream.

Under the moonlight, the young man's eyes are staring ahead, his nose is narrow and small and straight, and his palm-sized face looks very compact, and he is a beautiful young man!

Suddenly, the sound of the flute was interrupted, and the young man looked sideways at Xie Ling, because he couldn't see clearly because of the light on his back, he put down the jade flute and said very vigilantly: "Who!" The voice was as sharp as a yellow bird.

"Senior brother, it's me!" Xie Ling saw the young man's appearance clearly and recognized it as the young man he had met in the afternoon.

"Who are you, how do you recognize me?" the young man looked strangely at Xie Ling, who walked in front of him.

"Senior brother, don't you remember, we met in front of the stone house in the afternoon, I'm a new trial student Xie Ling!" Xie Ling said with a smile.

"It's you, how did you find here, are you following me!" the young man finally recognized Xie Ling, but remembering something, he became more vigilant.

"The house I live in is relatively close to here, and I just heard your whistle and found it here. Xie Lingdao.

The young man looked at him carefully, and he couldn't see anything unusual in Xie Ling's eyes, so he said, "I blew it randomly, if it affects your rest, I will pay attention to it next time." ”

"It's okay, your flute sounds good, otherwise I wouldn't have found this place!" Xie Ling found a rock and sat down, took off his shoes, and dipped his feet in the cold, clear stream. "Wow, that's so refreshing! How did you find such a nice place? ”

"I found it by accident, you just call me Zhang Meng, senior brother, senior brother's ugly death!" the young man turned his head and said.

"Well, that's good, I'll call you Zhang Meng in the future, then you can call me Xie Ling. Xie Ling continued: "By the way, you tried there, why did you make it look like you came out of the coal mine today?"

"That's right, what's wrong with me just coming out of the coal mine, you haven't been assigned yet! Don't worry, you will be like me after tomorrow!" Zhang Meng took his feet out of the stream after speaking, dried them with a silk scarf, put on his shoes and socks, ignored Xie Ling, who was stunned, and left the stream with a pout.

Xie Lingmu Ran watched him leave, this senior brother is too impermanent, isn't it? Why is it wrong to say a word like this? He shook his head self-deprecatingly, and soaked in the stream for a while before leaving the stream.