In Tianyun Mountain in early spring, the peach blossoms on both sides of the mountain gate have not yet woken up from last night's dream.
The ancient trees in the mountains are also shrouded in the green mist of spring mist, and the entire Tianyun Mountain is still sleeping.
Outside the mountain gate, a young man leading a horse walked slowly forward, carrying a bamboo hat on his head and wearing a night-like black shirt. He was hidden in the thick morning mist and could not see his appearance clearly.
The horse stepped quietly on the slightly wet soil, the boy's black shirt slowly fluttered with the morning breeze, and a touch of spring on the ancient trees beside the road caught the boy's eyes.
Li Xiuyuan, who got up early, did not say goodbye to his teacher, just like he did not disturb the Jade Lord in Yaoguang Hall when he went down the mountain.
Gently, without taking away a piece of peach blossom in the mountains.
The peach blossoms were too greasy for the young man to like. The apricot blossoms in his dream were in the valley at the foot of Mount Xumi and outside the Taoist temple on Mount Luoxia.
The spring breeze enters Loulan triumphantly? At the moment, Li didn't look proud at all, just full of anxiety.
Li Xiuyuan didn't know whether his trip to Loulan would go smoothly, so he chatted with his teacher until late last night, and finally came to the conclusion: just let it happen.
Because at the moment Meng Shentong doesn’t know the final decision of the Lord of Loulan City.
In Li Xiuyuan's view, the worst he could do was set a fire in Loulan City and stir up the water even more.
I went to the Snowy Mountains by myself and let you go slowly.
...
There is fog in the mountains and light rain, because it is early spring.
Chen Xiaoyan, who got up early, was not in a hurry to practice her sword. Instead, she moved out of the piano table and sat under the eaves of Yaoguang Hall, looking at the spring green of the mountain, but her pair of jade hands as green as green onions could not play a note.
Only then did he remember that he had forgotten to ask his senior brother, was it really the strings of Ouyang Manxue's piano on the high platform that day in the Snowy Holy Land that broke due to her excessive force?
The rain in the mountains was like cow hair, but it did not make a ding-dong sound on the stone slab in front of the hall.
She was confused, not knowing whether to play her own tune or go with the spring scenery.
Nalan Ruoyu, who got up early, walked outside the Yaoguang Hall, looked at Chen Xiaoyan sitting in a daze under the eaves, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Xiaoyan was stunned, then looked back at Nalan Ruoyu and asked, "Master, was it really Ouyang Manxue who accidentally broke the strings on the high platform that day?"
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she couldn't help but ask: "Given the situation at that time, if it were you, would you break your own strings?"
Chen Xiaoyan shook her head and said nothing.
Nalan Ruoyu sighed softly, walked behind her, stretched out her hand and waved on the strings.
There was a ding-dong sound, and before Chen Xiaoyan could recover, a purple bamboo dozens of feet away from the main hall made a soft clatter.
Then all the bamboo branches fell down, apparently chopped into pieces by a sword energy.
Nalan Ruoyu stood quietly behind her in front of the Yaoguang Palace.
Chen Xiaoyan's fisted hands trembled slightly, and her face suddenly looked extremely pale.
Nalan Ruoyu looked at her disciple's dazed look and didn't want to explain anything to her.
Chen Xiaoyan was speechless for a moment.
After a long time, he said incredulously: "Didn't Senior Brother not condense his spiritual veins? How could he turn the piano into a sword? If he could do it, why did he just cut off the strings without damaging the body of the piano?"
These two points are what Chen Xiaoyan has never understood.
Nalan Ruoyu smiled bitterly and said: "Ask me, who am I asking? Didn't you go to the back mountain to ask for advice from him, and he took you into the cave?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaoyan lowered her head in embarrassment and said softly: "I was so confused at that time that I forgot about it... No, I have to ask him..."
After saying that, he stood up and headed towards the back mountain.
"He went down the mountain and left last night. Where are you going to find him?"
Before she could take a few steps, Nalan Ruoyu's faint voice came from behind: "This guy, even if he wants to leave, doesn't know how to come and say hello to Master."
Chen Xiaoyan was startled and turned around to ask, "Has senior brother left quietly?"
Nalan Ruoyu looked at her and nodded: "By now he is probably dozens of miles away from the sect... Anyway, let him go."
Sighing, Chen Xiaoyan said: "He left quietly."
"What else? Let the elders and disciples of the sect stand at the mountain gate to say goodbye?"
Waving his hand, Nalan Ruoyu walked down the mountain: "Think carefully about taking Xiao Ling'er to Tianhuang Mountain in a few days."
Chen Xiaoyan looked at her back and nodded: "Disciple understands."
...
The thick fog in the mountains gradually dissipated, and Tianyun Mountain woke up from its deep sleep.
On the Great Lake, there were elders and disciples who began to repair the stone bridge that was damaged in the winter battle. In front of the main hall, there were handyman disciples who began to clean the mountain gate.
Walking into the door of the library, Nalan Ruoyu stood at the door and was stunned.
"Brother Headmaster is in such a good mood today that he even thought of coming to the library for tea."
After saying hello, Nalan Ruoyu walked into the library and finally sat at the table by the window.
The head teacher looked up at her and said calmly: "Isn't it normal for me to come here? It's true that junior sister stayed at Zhufeng for a whole winter and was finally willing to go down the mountain."
Nalan Ruoyu looked up at the peach blossom tree outside the window and said, "I'm tired of staying in the mountains, so I naturally want to come down for a walk. Spring has begun, when will your precious disciple go to Tianhuang Mountain to practice?"
At this time, Nalan Ruoyu was thinking about the first group of disciples from Tianyun Mountain who would enter the mountain to practice Buddhist scriptures in the near future.
The headmaster was stunned for a moment and replied: "Isn't that why I'm asking Elder Meng for advice?"
Meng Shentong looked at the two of them and smiled and said: "I see that you two are too idle. What you are thinking about is my disciple. He left Tianyun Mountain early in the morning."
When the head teacher heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Isn't that child seriously injured and dying? You masters are so irresponsible that you really let him go to the Snowy Mountains alone?"
Meng Shentong said calmly: "That's his life. If he wants to go, can I, a teacher, stop him?"
Nalan Ruoyu sighed and said, "He fought hard for this opportunity, what do you want me to do?"
The headmaster suddenly laughed and said calmly: "Everything is destined by God, or it won't be long before he can bring you two a big surprise."
Hearing these words, Nalan Ruoyu immediately looked at him with disgust, thinking that his female disciple was about to venture to the Tianhuang Mountains, and thought that was a dangerous thing.
Even if Wang Qiang and Chen Xiaoyan went there with dozens or even hundreds of disciples, in the face of that terrible evil aura, no one would be able to conquer the unknown danger.
Sighing softly, Nalan Ruoyuru said: "I hope these disciples will become stronger in Tianhuang Mountain."
Meng Shentong shook his head, looked at the headmaster and said: "If you just continue to herd those children as sheep, just wait for the day when the mountain gate is broken."
In his opinion, maybe after his disciples step into the body of stars, it may not be long before he has to look for his own future path after holding on for many years.
Like Li Xiuyuan, the old man did not believe that Xuanwu Continent was his final destination on the road to spiritual practice.
The headmaster sighed and said resolutely: "Who knows the future? But it's time for the elders and disciples in the sect to suffer some hardships."
Meng Shentong said: "There are thousands of disciples in Tianyun Mountain, how many of them are there if we have the opportunity? A small handyman can make you, the venerable master, have trouble sleeping. It's time to reflect... "
A mountain breeze blew past the window, taking away a few peach blossoms on the branches.
Nalan Ruoyu sighed, looked at the old man and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do this spring, so let the children go out for a walk. Maybe Tianyun Mountain will have a few more handymen."
The old man was stunned, looked at her and laughed: "That's true."
...
Deep in the Snowy Mountains, the spring breeze from Tianyun Mountain has not yet reached here.
Although the volcano hundreds of miles away was still spewing bursts of gray stone fireworks, it could not warm the huge snowfield holy land.
Deep in the hall, Ouyang Xuan's left leg had miraculously healed. He was leaning on the bed and frowned when he looked at Ouyang Chongming in front of him.
"Master, how long do I need this arm..."
Looking at his empty right arm, Ouyang Xuan's eyes burned with anger.
Ouyang Chongming, who was sitting aside drinking tea, shook his head, looked at him and said calmly: "It's a miracle that you came back alive. If your mother hadn't kept a ten thousand-year miracle medicine to save your life in the early years..."
When Ouyang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and said coldly: "I don't know if that guy can recover or if he will come to the Snow Mountain."
"So what if he comes? This time, disciples from the Four Holy Lands and major families in Xuanwu Continent have gathered together. Even if you want revenge, so what if you wait a few years?"
Until this time, Ouyang Chongming also firmly believed that the Zhufeng disciples in Tianbai Mountain relied on that magic circle to win his disciples.
If Ouyang Xuan hadn't plotted it first, he would not have bowed his head and admitted defeat no matter what.
After rushing all the way back to the Holy Land of Snowfield, Ouyang Xuan finally regained his former vitality under the blessing of the magical medicine and could walk freely on the ground.
But the arm that was severed by the power of heaven and earth would probably take several years to recover.
"You can't enter that ruins in the first place, so it's okay to stay at home and recuperate, and think about how to practice in the future. It's better to stay in the sect and be a quiet elder..."
In his opinion, it would only take a few years for his disciples to break through to their current level. Even if they became the genius of Bu Xuanwu Continent and became an elder of the Holy Land, there would be no problem.
Just like before, a servant boiled hot water and brought it in for the princess to wash.
Ouyang Xuan's mother Ning Yunshuang walked in, greeted Ouyang Chongming, looked at Ouyang Xuan and said, "Didn't I tell you, I should go out more often when I have nothing to do."
Ouyang Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the beams above his head, and said: "Let people see me as a disabled person with a broken hand? Let everyone see my jokes again?"
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Ning Yunshuang looked at him and said sternly: "As long as you don't treat yourself as a joke, no one will treat you as a joke. Didn't your master teach you this?"
Ouyang Chongming, who was sitting aside, shook his head, looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "You two have a chat. I'm going back first. I'll come over and have tea tomorrow when I'm free."
After being taught a lesson by Ning Yunshuang, Ouyang Chongming found that he was too used to this guy and thought that he would have to suffer a little.
Ouyang Xuan was shocked by his master's actions. Looking at his parents, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, thinking that his parents were really powerful.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "How long will it take for my mother's ruins to be opened? How many disciples will we have to explore?"
Ning Yunshuang hummed, looked at him and said: "I thought you would make progress after this lesson, but I didn't expect that you would hide in the house and dare not go out... Your father said that it would take about ten days and a half." ."
Ouyang Xuan was silent for a moment and then said: "There are also dangers in ancient ruins. Prepare some life-saving elixirs for the disciples who enter. Who will lead the team?"
After experiencing the life and death crisis in Tianyun Mountain, Ouyang Xuan felt a crisis he had never experienced before, making him suspect that the forbidden area that was about to be opened would also have many dangers.
Ning Yunshuang, who was wearing a black skirt, was stunned, looked at him and replied: "That girl Manxue is leading the team... I'll tell your father and let him explain."
Ouyang Xuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "I hope they can all return safely."
