Bamboo horse has several faces

schedule?Whose progress are you chasing?

Duan Songyang's words were inexplicable, but before Ye Huai had time to ask questions, Duan Songyang pointed to the front: "That's where the disciple lives, go to the gatekeeper disciple, and he will arrange board and lodging for you. I haven't finished my homework today, you Go yourself."

Ye Huai looked in the direction he pointed, and there seemed to be the entrance of a street. At the entrance, there were disciples wearing Guiyuan Sword Sect clothes, chatting and laughing with people behind the desk.

"Then what should I..."

Ye Huai turned around and wanted to ask Duan Songyang what evidence he could use to make people believe that he was here as a disciple and not just to hang out, but found that Duan Songyang had disappeared.

"Even if you don't like me, you can't avoid it like this!" Ye Huai, who was never loved by everyone but never suffered such dislike, became a little angry, "You don't like me, and I still don't like you!"

Ye Huai, who admits that he and Duan Songyang have formed a relationship, raised his wrist and rubbed the golden mark on his wrist vigorously, but found that it could not be rubbed off. Instead, it gradually faded over time, and finally it was almost the same as the skin. Blended into one, not clear if you don't look carefully.

"Tsk, annoying."

Ye Huai frowned.

But now no one can help him, and he can only rely on himself. Fortunately, I don't know if Duan Yincang has explained in advance that the gatekeeper disciples will understand his identity when they see him.

"Is it Ye Huai?" The gatekeeper asked with a smile, and then he looked behind him, "Hey, isn't the young master here?"

It seems that everyone knows that Duan Yincang asked Duan Songyang to send him here, and now Ye Huai can sue Duan Songyang for this matter, but after thinking about it, he still didn't make a decision.

"He sent me here," Ye Huai said obediently, "He seemed to be in a hurry just now, so I let him go first."

But the gatekeeper seemed to have seen through Ye Huai's excuse at a glance, with a look of "I understand", he patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Hey, don't take it to heart."

Ye Huai felt strange, but didn't ask any further questions.

The disciple guarding the gate arranged a residence for him, and the place where he lived was the Disciple Garden on the Disciple Peak.The Guiyuan Sword Sect accepts disciples every ten years, and most of them come here for fame. Only after layers of selection can they be favored by the immortal masters and accepted as inner disciples, enjoying some benefits and benefits of official inner disciples, failing the selection or passing the selection But there is no one that the master is willing to ask for, so he can only live at the foot of the mountain as an outer disciple, do some tasks for outer disciples in exchange for rewards, and wait for another selection.

But the disciples in the Disciple Garden are different. These disciples all have aristocratic family backgrounds. They are either "relationship households" of the elders and powerful masters of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, or they are from wealthy families who pay for "enrollment" in order to become "No. [-] in the world." The head of a disciple of the One Sword Sect.They don't need to go through selection, as long as they can reach the stage of refining qi, achieve the most basic flow of sword aura and wield sword aura through the public lectures and sword teachings of those masters in the sect, they can join their family. Find a good Da Neng sect.

As for Ye Huai, his identity has not been widely publicized, and in addition to being sent by Duan Songyang before he was delivered to the door, the people here did not take him seriously.

One or two people who put on smiling faces to pry his identity were also fooled by his seemingly obedient and ignorant performance.

So Ye Huai became the youngest, least background, and lowest cultivation disciple here.

Because entering the inner sect has the most basic requirements, there will be some people who have not met the requirements in the disciple garden and have enough financial resources to let them rely on the Guiyuan Sword Sect. They seem to have become the "Emperor of Earth" here. ", and the sect party turned a blind eye to these things, after all, these "rotten wood" are direct descendants of the powerful, so we should give those powerful people face.

Ye Huai didn't plan to provoke these people, but these people naturally wouldn't let the newcomers who just came in set the rules.

They call themselves "Senior Brothers", and they don't do any bullying on the surface. They just pick and assign work to Ye Huai when the master of the sect is lecturing on scriptures and swords, so that he can't follow along. For the progress of a disciple, it would be better to spend time in this disciple garden with them.

Whoever dares to make progress and work hard will be ridiculed.

"Do you think you are Duan Songyang? He is the son of a Juggernaut, with great talent and abundant resources. Your hard work is useless. You are almost done. Why work so hard?"

Ye Huai did not refuse the work that was deliberately assigned to him, but he was too young, so he was assigned a few jobs. Speechlessly watching the child carrying half a bucket of water swaying down the narrow path, due to the excessive shaking, it was obvious that only half of the bucket of water could still be spilled.

"Senior brother" didn't dare to bully too obviously, he felt that this kid had to do such a thing for so long, and seeing that his footing was so unstable and his foundation was very poor, he probably wouldn't be able to get out here in ten or twenty years, so He was ordered to carry water to the big tank in the backyard of Disciple Garden every day, and nothing else.

Ye Huai thanked his senior brother with a smile, and carried water step by step every day. Except for attending classes two days before coming here, he never went to the lecture hall again.

The first ten days came quickly. Ye Huai didn't take it seriously at first, and was going to fetch water early in the morning, but he didn't want the golden mark on his wrist, which had seemed to be nothing, to suddenly light up. He didn't think about it at first. But the golden mark suddenly shone brightly.

"Ye Huai, what are you dawdling for!"

A "senior brother" from the "supervisor" outside shouted, Ye Huai looked at the thing on his wrist, quickly covered it with a cloth strip, then picked up the wooden barrel and rushed out.

"Come on, come on!"

Ye Huai ran while shouting, the "senior brother" glanced at him, and muttered, "Why is this kid so energetic today?"

Then he looked at the sun, yawned and went back to catch up on sleep.

Ye Huai didn't care about pretending to be listless as usual, he carried the bucket and found a place to look at the sign that was still shining with golden light, the tip of the sword turned into an arrow pointing in one direction, Ye Huai cursed in his heart and had to Going in that direction, he must find Duan Songyang to get rid of this thing. Is it because he wants to blind people in broad daylight? !

Finally he came to the peach grove where he first saw Duan Songyang, this time there was no sword energy coming, Duan Songyang leaned against a peach tree to read a book, his body fluctuated with aura.

"Hmm." Ye Huai coughed.

Duan Songyang ignored him, Ye Huai rolled his eyes, he was the one who told him to come, now that he has come, what is the meaning of leaving him here?

After all, he was still a child at heart, and Ye Huai was not polite to him. He put the bucket in his hand upside down on the ground beside a peach tree, sat on the bucket by himself, leaned back, and picked up the peach blossoms that had grown for hundreds of years. With the tree as a backrest, he looked up at the sky and white clouds exposed through the intertwined green leaves, fine spots of light fell on him, and the wood-attribute aura around the century-old peach tree belonged to his spiritual root, which gave him a sense of intimacy.

I don't know how long it took, but when Ye Huai was about to fall asleep, he felt something blocking the light, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Duan Songyang standing in front of him, looking down at him.

Ye Huai yawned and scratched his hair, the hair that was combed hastily was now messed up like a chicken coop.

"Young master Duan," Ye Huai raised his hand and showed his wrist, the little golden sword was hidden in the skin again, "This thing is too bright, can it be removed?"

Duan Songyang's face did not have the kind smile when the two first met, but he said expressionlessly: "Didn't you say you wanted to be a sword cultivator when you came to Guiyuan Sword Sect?"

Ye Huai looked up at him and nodded: "Yes."

"Then do you still want to be a sword cultivator?"

Ye Huai didn't understand what he meant, so he asked, "Of course I still want to."

Duan Songyang shook a piece of paper on his hand, and asked: "So you went to attend classes two days ago, and you don't know where to go for the next few days?"

Ye Huai took a closer look and found that the title of the paper read "Ying Tang Book", with the date and corresponding teaching records, and the disciple's attendance record. Ye Huai is the only "disciple" on it now. , and his appearance record is only the first two days.

It seems that Duan Songyang doesn't understand what's going on in Disciple Garden. Ye Huai lowered his eyes. He doesn't plan to sue Duan Songyang. He has his own plan for bullying from Disciple Garden.

"I'm having fun," he said.

Duan Songyang looked at the young man in front of him. He was the same age as him, but he had already experienced too many storms. If he was really "playful", he could stay in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors and become an extremely talented man with a single wood spirit root like him. Easy medical practice, no reason to come to Guiyuan Sword Sect to learn the way of sword with killing spirit.

Duan Songyang shifted his gaze to the bucket he was sitting on, and asked, "Is there someone in the disciple garden..."

"Nothing." Ye Huai interrupted him, he stretched his waist, stood up and moved a bit, "Didn't you say you want to check my homework? I'm sorry, I really haven't worked hard during this time, but my disciple Yuan's homework is regularly checked by the master, I think, don't bother Master Shao? I also trouble Master Shao to remove this thing."

Looking at the white and delicate wrist stretched out to him, Duan Songyang stretched out his hand, and Ye Huai felt the thin callus in his hand again, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, this must be too hard work.Generally, a cultivator has a strong recovery ability and will not leave scars or calluses on his body. However, as a cultivator, Duan Songyang has such obvious thin calluses on his hands, which shows that his diligence in holding a sword is much greater than that of a cultivator. The current self-healing speed of his body was hindered, so such traces were left behind.

When Ye Huai wandered into the sky, Duan Songyang let go of his hand and said lightly: "Okay, it won't be so bright anymore."

Ye Huai was taken aback, wouldn't it be so bright?

He looked down, the mark was still there, but it seemed much lighter?

"No, I mean..." Ye Huai looked up, only to find that the young master had disappeared again.

Ye Huai was very angry at his behavior of disappearing at every turn and refusing to listen to others, but there was only a peach tree around, so he had to slap the trunk angrily. Before he could express his anger, the century-old peach tree dumped him The dew all over his body chilled him thoroughly.

A roar resounded in the peach forest: "Duan! Song! Yang! You wait for me!"

Young Master Duan didn't make him wait long.

On the third day after meeting Taolin, Ye Huai was going to go out to fetch water as usual, but he didn't want to find out that he forgot to bring something halfway. When he went back to get it, he saw a few people surrounded by the door of the disciple garden. He was not tall. I didn't want to be too much trouble, and when I was trying to sneak in without attracting attention, I heard the somewhat familiar and indifferent voice of the young master——

"Call Zhou Yan out."

Zhou Yan is the "senior brother" in the disciple garden.