Half a moon later, at the foot of Purple Heart Mountain, a man dressed in white came over. In front of the eye, it is a snow-white robe with a layer of gold edges, and some marks are embroidered on the shirt, which is concise and mysterious.

The man wore a delicate hat that covered his face, and half of his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and by this demeanor alone it was surprising that he must have been of extraordinary appearance.

The man in white walked to the edge of the ladder, even if he was very friendly to a sweeping disciple who had no cultivation at all. He arched his hand and said: "This little brother, Lan Mo Jin Yao, the holy envoy of the Lower Heart Sacred Palace, came to visit the head of your sect, and I hope that the little brother will be able to pass one or two." ”

Although his posture is humble, it gives people a sense of distance, which is completely different from the cold moon in two forms, one is the coldness that rejects people for thousands of miles, and the other is the modesty of politeness, but they are both a little difficult to approach.

A trace of fluctuation flashed in Lan Mo Jin Yao's eyes, and he saw clearly the appearance of the sweeping disciple in front of him, which was no longer ugly, and his body was dry to such a state, shaped like a skeleton, if he saw it in the middle of the night, he was afraid that he would think that he had seen a ghost.

Because of this, in addition to wearing the costume of a disciple of Purple Heart Mountain, Leng Xiao would also add a cloak to it, and wear a hat on weekdays, so as not to scare the senior brothers and sisters of the same sect.

As Wen Xi advised, Leng Xiao stayed on the Purple Heart Mountain. Once you leave the mountain, it is no different to look for death, it is courage not to be afraid of death, and it is stupid to seek death.

He bowed and said, "Disciple Leng Xiao in the Lower Purple Heart Mountain." The Holy Envoy is a great master, and the head of the sect has instructed the disciples to greet the Holy Envoy here, and there is no need to report again, and the Holy Envoy can go with me. ”

Leng Xiao stretched out his hand to greet him, and the holy envoy nodded and stepped forward, about half a step ahead of Leng Xiao. He didn't look at the face of this sweeping disciple more, lest the other party feel disgusted or inferior.

On the way, Leng Xiao was silent, but Lan Mo Jin Yao was not half high, and told Leng Xiao some interesting things he encountered on the road, intentionally or unintentionally explaining Leng Xiao.

Although Leng Xiao didn't care about it in his heart, he naturally wouldn't reject the kindness of others. He could feel that Lan Mo Jin Yao was very sincere when he talked to him, and it was not a pretentious pity.

Just like some of the rumors he had heard about the Conscience Sacred Palace, the Conscience Sacred Palace was a well-deserved number one force in the Wushan Realm, and the disciples first cultivated themselves and asked the Question, and then cultivated the Immortals to ask, so most of them were humble.

This point coincides with the Purple Heart Mountain, quite similar, a few decades ago, the Purple Heart Mountain and the Conscience Sacred Palace also had a lot of exchanges, but after that, the Purple Heart Mountain gradually declined, and the communication with the Conscience Sacred Palace was less.

When the holy envoy arrived, the disciples of Purple Heart Mountain all saluted, and Lan Mo Jin Yao also nodded frequently, and many female disciples' eyes flashed with brilliance, and they were almost ruined.

Although there is no shortage of disciples in Purple Heart Mountain, Lan Mo Jin Yao shows a completely different temperament.

Daoist Cangjin noticed something, hurried out, and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time, I don't know which holy envoy is coming?"

Lan Mo Jin Yao bowed: "The younger Lan Mo Jin Yao has seen the head of Cangjin." ”

"You don't have to be formal, you don't have to be formal, there is love in the guest hall, let's discuss things first!"

That's exactly what I mean. ”

In the guest hall of the two of them, the disciples of Purple Heart Mountain were still wandering and had not dispersed. In addition to the fact that many female disciples still want to see the dignity of the Holy Envoy of the Conscience Sacred Palace, there are also people who are waiting for the matter of the Hidden Dragon Peak Fighting Method.

"Seven years ago, I was trained outside, and I was fortunate enough to meet the sage of the Holy Palace of Asking Hearts once, and seeing this blue ink and gold remote holy envoy, he already has the demeanor of that sage, and over time, he will definitely be able to achieve sage. A junior teacher who is in the middle of the year said.

Most of the time, the teacher does not teach, but these outstanding teachers teach the younger brothers and sisters.

"The Houshi was fortunate enough to meet the sage, and he must have experienced something great back then!"

"Ahem...... It's not a big deal, it's just a chance encounter, a chance encounter. ”

There was a bit of longing in the eyes of some female disciples: "I don't know what kind of woman it takes to be worthy of a man like Lord Saint Envoy." ”

"What's the matter, could it be that Senior Sister Juan'er has moved her heart?" a young and beautiful senior sister teased.

There are also disciples who are worried: "Our disciples in Zixin Mountain are scarce, but our sphere of influence is wide, a large number of houses are idle, and sects such as the Turning Sea Sect, the Shadow Palace, and the Shuangjian Sect have eaten away at many of our resources over the years, not to mention, and now we don't even want to let go of these crude houses." ”

The size of the world in the Wushan realm is immeasurable, there are many sects, and the forces such as the Turning Sea Sect, the Shadow Palace, and the Shuangjian Gate are adjacent to the Purple Heart Mountain, even if ordinary disciples come and go, it is only a year and a half, and the monks above the Jindan have the power to fly, so they will come and go faster.

When the Purple Heart Mountain was large, it was a posture of looking forward to the Purple Heart Mountain, but now it is gradually revealing its ambition and fangs. The human heart is always like this, it can be kind to others, but it must not underestimate the sinister nature of others.

"Although those houses are some years old, they are not of much value, but the important thing is that those lands with abundant spiritual energy, whether they are used to grow elixirs or cultivate for disciples, they are all excellent!"

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few disciples in Purple Heart Mountain, even if they planted elixirs, they would not be able to take care of them, so I am afraid that the house would have been demolished long ago to be used as a medicine field.

Whether it is worrying or laughing, the disciples of Purple Heart Mountain get along well, and there is no intrigue between many sect disciples. Even some impetuous and irritable disciples will not really hold grudges.

The back master who had seen the sage before, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Leng Xiao. Only this disciple, who was always holding the broom, seemed out of place with the others, and even when he walked into the crowd, he seemed to be alone.

"Interpersonal communication is essential, how can you be so withdrawn? As a junior teacher, I naturally have to shoulder the responsibility of teaching my disciples to solve their doubts. ”

He stepped forward quickly, patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder, and opened his mouth to say Let Leng Xiao put aside the matter at hand first, the management of the elders in the door is not strict, as long as the meal is not delayed, as long as it is not full of garbage, no one will say anything, whether it is lazy or not, no matter what, no one cares.

"I don't know what the Houshi has to inquire about?" Leng Xiao lowered his head and asked.

"This junior brother, look at you, the broom doesn't have to be held so tightly, and the sweeping floor is not in a hurry, as the so-called combination of work and rest, it is also necessary to relax appropriately. Look at how relaxed these juniors and sisters are, you don't have to be so restrained!"

"Yes, thank you for the reminder, I see. ”

Seeing that Leng Xiao's response was a little perfunctory, the master couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and said: "You have been keeping your head down and doing nothing, you don't dare to see what I am doing, and I am not a big demon beast, so I will definitely not eat you! Look at you, there is no haze, there is no yellow sand, and you are not going down the mountain to practice, what do you do with a hat!"

With the momentum of his elders, he couldn't help but tear off Leng Xiao's hat. Leng Xiao didn't cultivate, even if he wanted to stop it, he was powerless, and besides, he always held an attitude of indifference in his heart, and let his hat be torn off.

The movements of the two also attracted the attention of many people, seeing that after Leng Xiao's hat was torn off, many of the female disciples' faces turned pale, and they were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

Even the male disciple swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and his face was a little unnatural.

Leng Xiao's eyes crossed everyone, looking very calm, and silently put on his hat. In the crowd, a few people still had some impressions, they were all mages who were rescued by Purple Heart Mountain in the Xuanmen Realm, and under hard work, they now have Qi cultivation and cultivation.

Except for a few people who chose to leave, most of them stayed in Purple Heart Mountain. Most of them come from different worlds, they have no relatives, they have nothing to think about, and they are alive now, and they are just alive.

Maybe it's like Qiu Yansheng, who still has a hope of returning to his homeland in his heart, so he will practice desperately.

Leng Xiao nodded and apologized: "I'm sorry to frighten your senior brothers and sisters." ”

Since his mobility recovered, even Wen Xi has been estranged from him, and the two originally had no friendship behind him, and Wen Xi was only based on the task of the teacher and the care of a patient.

He is self-aware of his current dignity, so he is even more respectful of his brothers and sisters. Only Qiu Yansheng came from time to time to chat with him about the past. Most of the time, it was Qiu Yansheng who was talking, and he was listening.

He turned around and left, and it took a long time for the master to react, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, so he hurriedly rushed forward and apologized to Leng Xiao, with some embarrassment on his face. To be honest, Leng Xiao's appearance also scared him.

It doesn't hurt to be cold and say to himself, without any mood swings. Some people speculate in their hearts, is it that Leng Xiao is now skinny and bones, and he can't make expressions at all?

A few disciples stepped forward in hindsight and deliberately laughed with Leng Xiao, still a little apologetic in their hearts. After all, it was very difficult for the other party to look like this, but their reaction like that undoubtedly hurt each other's hearts even more.

Leng Xiao didn't care what disciples and junior masters thought of him, he didn't care what the Hidden Dragon Peak Fighting Method was, he didn't care what the Holy Envoy meant, and he didn't care about the prying eyes of a few neighboring sects, so he walked back to the place where he belonged and swept the world of Purple Heart Mountain one by one.

This ladder from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, a total of 99,999 steps, each step is 100 zhang long, 33 zhang wide and three points, pull a group of disciples to practice swords on it is not too crowded.

As for the height, it was knee-high, if it weren't for the head of the sect who made him wait for the Holy Envoy of the Conscience Sacred Palace, leaving an aura in his body, he would not have been able to reach the top of the mountain in a moment and a half.

In this way, even if it takes two hundred or two hundred steps a day, it will take two to three years. For him, the most meaningless and valuable thing is time, there is a trace of aura in his body that does not disperse, which is neutralized by the medicinal power and left in his body, helping him to open the vows.

So, he took over the job of cleaning the ladder that no one liked.

Fallen leaves, dust, human tracks, traces of birds and beasts. That's what he wants to sweep, these are filth, and isn't it an embellishment on a stone slab?

What he wants to clean up is the traces of time.