"Sit down!"

Yang Mingyuan sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, and pointed to the stone bench opposite and motioned for him to do the same.

Yi Shuihan was informal, raised his legs and sat down, and said softly: "How can Uncle Shi be so elegant, playing the flute here in the middle of the night?"

Yang Mingyuan smiled slightly, looked up at Yi Shuihan and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see if I can lure you over." ”

"Lead me..."Yi Shuihan looked at Yang Mingyuan with wide eyes.

"Do you like the sound of the flute?" Yang Mingyuan ignored Yi Shuihan's question.

"I like it!" Yi Shuihan nodded and chuckled, "I heard it on the way back, but they don't sound as good as you." ”

Hearing Yi Shuihan say this, Yang Mingyuan seemed very happy, and chuckled: "Your mother likes to play the flute very much, and she plays it even better." ”

"Mother loves it!"

Yi Shuihan raised his head and looked at Yang Mingyuan, muttered for a moment, and said softly, "Can you tell me about her?"

How many silent and unmanned nights, Yi Shuihan has also imagined what his mother looks like, what kind of person his mother is, and everything about his mother, but unfortunately these things are unimaginable.

Yang Mingyuan looked down at Yi Shuihan and nodded slightly, "Your mother is a very assertive person, no matter what she does, she has her own set of theories, which is very bold and crazy. ”

Yang Mingyuan looked at the silent night, his eyes were a little fluttering, and his voice echoed in the night sky.

Looking at Yang Mingyuan, Yi Shuihan saw that the master seemed to be distracted because he was thinking about something. Standing up slowly, looking at this piece of Yin Yang Sect under the night, Yi Shuihan's eyes flashed with a trace of dazedness. He didn't bother Yang Mingyuan because he found a problem, and whenever he asked about his mother, the teachers and uncles seemed to hesitate.

The pavilion where the two of them were located was on higher ground, and some courtyards of the Yin and Yang Sect could be seen. Even though it was late at night, you could still see a few lights flickering in the night.

"Let's have another drink. Tang Yi raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Su Qingyi, who was sitting next to him.

"Don't drink anymore!"

Su Qingyi turned his head and glanced at Tang Yi, then turned his head to look at the second senior brother opposite, and said leisurely: "Senior brother hasn't played the flute for a long time." ”

Xun Feng turned his head to look at Su Qingyi, slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and sighed lightly: "It's been a long time, I should have seen Xiao Yi and remembered something." ”

After the little sister left, the senior brother never played the flute again. ”

Late at night, the cold wind blew outside the house, and the whirring wind could be faintly heard inside the house.

Xun Feng lightly clicked the table a few times, looked up at the two junior disciples sitting in front of him and said, "Xiao Yixing?"

"Okay!" Su Qingyi did not hesitate at all, simple and direct, without the slightest drag.

Listening to Su Qingyi's words, Xun Feng and Tang Yi turned their heads in surprise, not understanding why he said that, you must know that that thing is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

After being silent for a long time, Tang Yi's signature ruffian smile was revealed again, and he raised his head and glanced at Su Qingyi, "Little brat, I really don't know what you say on your ground." ”

"I naturally have my support, but you don't have confidence in your own disciples. Su Qingyi didn't look at Tang Yi's cheap ruffian smile, lowered his head, as if he was thinking about things, and he might still be thinking about what he had just said.

"Alright. Xun Feng suddenly shouted.

Xun Feng has always been a rigid and strict person, he has always done things according to the rules, looking at the two junior brothers sitting in front of him, he unconsciously started a war of words, and he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart, maybe because things are too important.

Seeing that the second senior brother was angry, the two of them closed their mouths tacitly, looked at each other a few times, and their eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

Xun Feng leaned lightly on the back of the chair, and said softly after being silent for a long time: "Things are already like this, the sacrifice of the eldest brother and the younger sister cannot be in vain, let's do our best to cultivate Xiao Yi!" After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he had done a lot of things, and he was very tired.

Looking at Xun Feng, who seemed to be about to fall asleep on the opposite side, Su Qingyi sighed softly again, turned his head to look in the direction of Yi Shui Han's pavilion, and muttered, "He's just a child!"

At this time, the bright moon hangs high outside, and the pale yellow moon emits a soft shimmer. The night breeze blew, and the candles in the pavilion swayed gently in the night, as if no matter how strong the wind was, it could not completely extinguish its flames.

"Haha, distracted. ”

Yang Mingyuan turned his head slightly, slightly embarrassed, and looked at Yi Shuihan, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "When I'm older, I always like to remember some old things." ”

Yi Shuihan didn't say anything, just shook his head and signaled that it didn't matter.

Looking at Yi Shuihan's expressionless face, Yang Mingyuan continued: "Xiao Yi, Tang Yi treated you like that, don't blame him, he also has a hard time. Yang Mingyuan can naturally see that Yi Shuihan is not good at talking and has a withdrawn personality, which is all due to Tang Yi's education in recent years. Originally, he didn't want to explain, but he couldn't help but say it as soon as he saw Yi Shuihan.

"What's the problem?" Yi Shuihan looked at Yang Mingyuan with big curious eyes. He had never really hated Tang Yi, even when he was living alone and lonely, he knew that Tang Yi could not hope for his nurturing grace. It's just that after all, he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and when he heard that he had a hard time, his curiosity rose.

Yang Mingyuan looked at Yi Shuihan's big watery eyes, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, this is the only expression that should belong to his age after seeing Yi Shuihan for so long. Mature, steady, and reserved are not adjectives that should be used to describe a child.

"I can't say this, so I'd better wait for your mother to tell you herself. ”

"Mother?" Yi Shuihan's face was full of surprise, didn't his mother give birth to herself and die?

Yang Mingyuan looked at Yi Shuihan's surprised expression, and knew that he didn't know yet, so he explained softly: "Your mother left three Kunwu Phoenix Gates, this third child didn't have anything with you!"

Yi Shuihan frowned and shook his head gently, "The third uncle didn't tell me, he only said that his mother left a testament, and I thought there was a suicide note." He slowly lowered his head and muttered softly.

"Kunwu Fengmen, Kunwu Fengmen......" Yi Shuihan repeated these words, and suddenly he raised his head sharply and stared at Yang Mingyuan with his eyes tight.

"Mother is... Is it the phoenix blood of the previous generation?"

The Feng Clan is the only existence in the world that can compete with the Dragon Clan, and even surpasses the Dragon Clan in some aspects. As we all know, the dragon clan's ability to reproduce is extremely poor, and the phoenix clan is even worse in this regard.

Phoenix Nirvana, there will only be one pure-blooded Tianfeng in an era, and when the pure-blooded Tianfeng bloodline awakens, it will inherit all the memories of the previous generation of phoenix blood, so the phoenix blood of all generations is the fastest growing strongest in this world.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuihan couldn't help but think of the special nature of his physique, could it be because of the phoenix blood? No, shouldn't the phoenix blood be powerful as the divine soul?

Yang Mingyuan saw that Yi Shuihan thought of Feng Blood, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, thinking that Tang Yi had also taught him something.

Seeing that Yi Shuihan's face was still cloudy, he asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Yi Shuihan raised his head slightly, and the brows on his eyes were still wrinkled. "I have a special physique since I was a child, and my recovery ability is extremely strong, and the injuries I suffered on the first day will return to normal the next day, is this because I have phoenix blood in my body?"

"Hmm..."

Yang Mingyuan looked straight at Yi Shuihan, and his brows couldn't help frowning, "This possibility is not impossible, when you enter the Kunwu Fengmen tomorrow, you can ask Xiao Wu yourself, and he will tell you." ”

"En!" Yi Shuihan nodded heavily, his heart full of expectations and longing for Kunwu Fengmen.

Yang Mingyuan didn't look at Yi Shuihan, but slowly stood up and looked at this Yin Yang Divine Mountain in the night.

"Xiao Yi, do you think this Yin Yang Divine Mountain is grandiose or magnificent?" Yang Mingyuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed to this sacred mountain in the night, his eyes wandering, as if he was thinking about something.

Yi Shuihan also took a step forward, looking at this piece of Yin Yang Mountain in the night. Although night had already fallen, the whole sacred mountain was not so dark, and the lampstands in the distance were still flickering with scorching light, illuminating the surrounding scenery.

The entire sacred mountain stretches for 700 miles, with pavilions, pavilions, mountain peaks, rivers, and wide and narrow mountain roads, showing the majestic momentum of the Holy Land Sect.

"It's a place I've been guarding for the rest of my life. After a long time, Yang Mingyuan's voice sounded slowly.

"I will also do my best to protect this place and the people here. Yi Shuihan slowly raised his head and looked at Yang Mingyuan and responded softly.

Although it was only a short day here, it made him feel a warmth that he had never felt before, and he liked this feeling very much, so he wanted to protect the people here.

Yang Mingyuan turned his head to look at Yi Shuihan, his eyes flashed with a strange light, listening to Yi Shuihan's words, although his voice was very soft, it seemed extremely firm.

"It's not just here, it's the whole world!"

"The whole heaven and earth?" Yi Shui Han looked at Yang Mingyuan in amazement, what does the whole heaven and earth mean, what can this heaven and earth keep.

Yang Mingyuan didn't continue to speak, nor did he say too much, and slowly walked out of the pavilion, and some of Xiao Suo's rickety backs slowly disappeared in front of him.

Yi Shuihan looked at Yang Mingyuan, who was gradually moving away, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, as far as he knew, the age of the master should be about the same as the second master and the third master, how could he be so old.

The bright moonlight and the stars in the sky were still shining in the sky, and Yi Shuihan also walked back along the way he came, he didn't think about why the master said to let him guard the whole world. All he wanted to do now was to go to bed so that he could see his mother tomorrow.

Late at night, Yi Shuihan lay on the bed and slept quietly, it could be seen that he would make you sleep sweetly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The three people in the canteen also slept, Su Qingyi and Xun Feng slept on chairs, and Tang Yi slept on the table, and it could be seen that they didn't sleep very well, their brows were tightly wrinkled, and the things hidden in their hearts had not been resolved.

Yang Mingyuan didn't sleep, just sat on the chair by the window, didn't light the lamp, and looked out in a daze in the dark room, as if thinking that the stars outside were so bright, and tomorrow should be a good day.