This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

In Wen Zhe's daily lessons, the monotonous practice takes up a large part of the time.

This morning was no different from usual, Wen Zhe sat cross-legged, with a demon pill hanging in front of his brow, the demon power and spiritual energy were continuously inhaled into his body, the process was the same as usual.

However, he didn't know if it was Wen Zhe's illusion, but he always felt that three steps away from him, the aura seemed to be deliberately spinning.It seems that something is standing there, squeezing the aura out of a large area.

Wen Zhe opened his eyes, and looked suspiciously at the place that caused his illusion. He only felt that there was nothing here, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

But when he was immersed in cultivation again, that feeling of something wrong still lingered in Wen Zhe's heart for a long time.

After repeating this, Wen Zhe felt his eyes open, held the demon pill in his palm, and shouted in that direction: "Who? Come out!"

On Yufeng Mountain, only he and Jun Hua lived there. Even if something really happened, Jun Hua would never make fun of him by taking advantage of it.But if there are really people here who are let go by him lightly, that is not a good thing.

A low laugh came from the void, and then, a young man in a white shirt slowly walked from the spot.

This young man has a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament. He didn't panic when he was called out. Instead, he bowed his hands to Wen Zhe unhurriedly, ignoring Wen Zhe's expression of jumping up like he was facing an enemy, and just smiled: "See Young master, you are just being polite here."

Wen Zhe looked at this person warily, his right hand was already on Minghong Qiushui at his waist: "Who are you?"

"My surname is Ping, and the cursive character is Jiangyue. If my young master hears people praise 'that lonely and magnificent round of Pingjiangyue' in the future, I guess he is taking the opportunity to praise me."

Although this person was talking and joking, he didn't say a single useful word except for a plausible name.Wen Zhe felt even more defensive in his heart, and he tightened his grip on the long sword, wanting to grab the upper hand.

"Hey, wait a minute, the young master has something to say, but don't use swords and guns." Ping Jiang Yuelang laughed, and the next moment he approached Wen Zhe, and put his hand on Wen Zhe On his right hand, he forcibly pushed back the half-unsheathed sword.

His dodging speed was extremely fast, even though Wen Zhe had half of the monster blood bonus, he didn't even see when he left!

"Young master." Ping Jiangyue lowered her head slightly and showed a friendly smile: "How did I get discovered? Can I ask you to enlighten me? I was the only one among these people who you called me, but it's good to lose." It's a big bet."

Wen Zhe seemed to be frozen in shock, but he was actually thinking about it in secret.Jiang Yue's words fell into his ears verbatim, and when he heard "Among these people, I was the only one you called out", Wen Zhe's heart moved: Could it be that many people have come up to Yuzhi Peak these days?

If this is the case, how could Jun Hanhua know nothing about it?

From this point of view, either this person is lying, or Mr. Hua knows the existence of these people and acquiesces.Of course, the person who can be met by Mr. Hua on Yuzhi Peak by default is not a dangerous person.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhe said abruptly, "Are you betting on me? I'm going to sue Hua Jun."

Ren that young man Bingxue is smart, and he didn't expect Wen Zhe to make such a move.He was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Young master, don't leave, the disciples of the post office are just making a joke when they have nothing to do. I don't think that the young master has made great progress, but I will wait for the class to make an axe."

Wen Zhe, a disciple of Yichuan, knew about it.It is a kind of sect person who summons and runs errands to deliver things in the sect.There was a red lotus on the chest of this young man's white robe, half shy, he didn't feel anything just now, but now that he thinks about it, this person is probably the disciple of Furong Pavilion who came to deliver a letter to Mr. Hua.

Wen Zhe thought about it for a while, and then asked directly: "You are betting on when I will find your hidden traces?"

"Exactly." Ping Jiangyue responded with a smile: "And I must stand within seven steps in front of the young master. Today, I am a little closer to the young master, and I deserve to be caught straight."

After all, he himself shook his head and smiled, as if he also felt that it was too shameful to be scolded, and then asked: "Now, young master, can you tell me? How did you find out that I was in front of you? No To tell you the truth, I am very proud of my concealment skills."

Wen Zhe hummed, not completely letting go of his guard against him, and deliberately said: "It's nothing. Mr. Hua gave me a magic weapon for protection yesterday, which integrates offense and defense, and has detection functions. I rely on it to be able to protect myself." Found you."

"So that's how it is." Ping Jiangyue suddenly realized, "I think so, so it is."

Suddenly there was a faint laugh not far away.

The two turned their heads to look, but the figure of Mr. Han Luhua was slowly solidifying in the air.Hua Jun first glanced at Wen Zhe with a smile in his eyes, as if he was asking "When did I give you such a magic weapon?" Then he turned his eyes to stare at the young man for a moment, and said softly, "By Jiangyue?"

The calmness and composure of the youth in the face of tenderness is gone.He turned around and bowed respectfully to Jun Hua, his face flushed, his voice trembling, obviously extremely excited: "It's the boy. I don't want Jun Hua to remember my name."

It's not necessarily that Mr. Hua can still remember your name.Wen Zhe thought to himself: Mr. Hua might have discovered you when you came. You just used your name so much that anyone could know your name just by listening to it.

"Yes." Rong Xuehuai responded, "I remember you. Back then in the academy, your move 'Autumn Wind Falls to the Rain of Indus Trees' was amazing among your peers."

I don't know if it's Wen Zhe's illusion, but Jiang Yue's happy and proud smile seems to be making a fool of herself when Hua Jun praises her like this.

Rong Xuehuai asked again: "Since you are from an academy, how did they arrange for you to be a postman? Someone in the pavilion deceived the upper and lower and acted like a tyrant?"

"No, no." Ping Jiang Yue's head shook like a rattle, and her cheeks were flushed with blood: "I made a small mistake a few days ago, so I was fined to be a seven-day post pass. The master and elder of Xiezhong Hall The deacons and deacons are all impartial in enforcing the law, kind and lenient, and there is nothing wrong with us."

Rong Xuehuai smiled, and didn't follow up to ask him what mistake he made, but just waved: "It's really not easy to deliver a letter from afar. Go sit in the pavilion and have a cup of tea."

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to Wen Zhe again: "You also come over and have a rest."

The young man followed Rong Xuehuai into the pavilion with a dreamy look on his face.Wen Zhe poured tea for the three of them, and took a small sip from a cup of tea. Seeing that the young man didn't dare to sit on the stool, he could not help but smirk while stroking the teacup.

"Your body like water and soft bones requires a lot of attention. I asked someone to bring you the book "Near Water Kung Fu", did you receive it?"

"Received." Ping Jiangyue nodded again and again: "At that time, the dean gave me the book in person, and told me that you had high expectations for me, and told me to practice hard, so that I must not let down the expectations of Lord Hanhuahua."

"That's right." Rong Xuehuai bent his eyes, and asked again: "Later, I asked someone to bring you a volume of "Water Condensation Returning Wind Method", which can be used in conjunction with the "Close Water Art". They said that you are no longer studying in the academy, nor have you joined the Hundred Flowers School, but have you traveled?"

"Well. I graduated from the academy at the time and traveled around Yanzhi Mountain for two years. I left there the year before last and joined Furong Pavilion." Jiang Yue replied respectfully, her expression was full of admiration and longing.

"Since I saw it today, I just happen to give you this volume of exercises." Rong Xuehuai held out a jade slip from the storage bag: "Your physique is strange, and if you have the matching exercises, you can make great strides in one day. I will give it to you." Your two volumes can support you to cultivate to the later stage of Golden Core. If you don’t have the matching exercises at that time, let Xie Li make a report and submit it to me.”

Ping Jiangyue took the jade slips, tears were in her eyes, and she intended to bow down to worship, but was held up by Lord Hanyuhua: "I don't like kneeling here. If you want to thank me, please give me a toast." Tea."

"Yes." Ping Jiangyue picked up the tea and bowed to offer it: "Mr. Hua and I have the grace to live and lead the way, and we also have the feeling of giving the Dharma and compassion. Ping Jiangyue is really... very grateful!"

After a while, the young man's excitement subsided, and Rong Xuehuai sat down on his shoulders.He just took a sip from his teacup when he suddenly remembered something and took out a long and narrow box: "Mr. Hua, this is what you want Master Xu to make for you. The master asked me to tell you that he used nearly The latest information within a year, it took a month to come up with such a finished product, I am very satisfied, and I hope that Mr. Hua will like it."

Rong Xuehuai laughed and took the box: "Master Xu's speech is not in this style, you must smooth things over for him."

After a while, Rong Xuehuai didn't ask Jiang Yue to leave because of Jiang Yue's own request to leave.When the figure of the other party disappeared in the distance at the foot of Yuzhi Peak, Rong Xuehuai pushed the box to Wen Zhe: "This is for you."

"What?" Wen Zhe opened it curiously, only to find a scroll lying flat in the box.

"Your birthday present. Today is your birthday, did you forget?"

"Ah..." If Rong Xuehuai hadn't said it, Wen Zhe would really have forgotten about it.His birthday gift—the snow-white inner alchemy had already been paid in advance by Hua Jun half a month ago, and he even made Hua Jun angry on the night he gave this gift.Because of this, he had already celebrated as his own birthday.

"Well, that's right." Rong Xuehuai suddenly laughed lowly: "And this."

He took something out of the storage bag and put it on the table.The shape of the thing is like a feather, and the color is gorgeous, but it is not as light and fluffy as ordinary feathers, but it has a sense of solidity.

Wen Zhe weighed it in his hands, but felt that the weight was acceptable: "Mr. Hua, what is this?"

Rong Xuehuai smiled a bit narrowly: "What you want is 'a magic weapon that integrates offense and defense, and has detection functions.'"

Suddenly, Wen Zhe's face turned red like Ping Jiangyue just now.