The world's first fairy gate

After the death of the first emperor, countless peeping eyes cast their eyes on Zixiao Mountain from Kyushu—after all, the first emperor died here, should Xianmen give an explanation?

However, before this gaze can be retracted, billowing wolf smoke ignites from the backyard of their own house, and the iron cavalry under the Prince Regent appear frequently, blatantly stationed in every checkpoint. There is legacy balance.

Iron and blood are the most powerful seals. In the following year, when the snowflake-like New Deal flew from the imperial capital to Kyushu, the thorns on the land of Kyushu had already been smashed. Everyone was trembling, wise and wise, and no one dared to stand up Say no.

Cut the feudal clan, abolish hereditary inheritance, share the land, make the most of the land, return the salt and iron to the official camp, and build nine Grand Canals...

Relying on Zhou Hong's iron-blooded authority, the New Deal was vigorously implemented, and Kyushu set off a change unseen in a thousand years.

In the midst of swords, swords and people's hearts, Zixiao Mountain stands alone in a corner of the country, standing still.

The cold comes and the summer goes, it is already the fifth spring.

The light rain soaked the fresh green in the mountain, and the thin clouds swirled around the top of the mountain, leaning against the long green mountain, at the foot of the mountain, an inconspicuous carriage stopped outside the mountain gate, and the cloth-robed scribe Carrying the hem of the clothes down, along the path into the mountain, it became a moving dot among the greenery.

Nie Mingyuan walked hard, stepping in the muddy water. On the one hand, he was overworked day and night in the imperial court, and on the other hand, he regularly reported to the Xianmen. The two families suffered from indigestion and suffered unspeakably.

After Zhou Hong came to power, Nie Mingyuan and Xiang Chong were each promoted to be the left and right prime ministers. To outsiders, he is unparalleled in the country and has infinite glory, but in fact, books are difficult to memorize and people's hearts are unpredictable. It is really a fate of eight lifetimes. .

After walking for a while, the leaves rustled and parted, and he suddenly heard a voice. It turned out to be a few childish young people sitting on the ground under the tree, talking to each other.

Nie Mingyuan glanced at them from a distance. They were two girls and one boy, both about fourteen or fifteen years old, and they were wearing disciple clothes, which should be a group of disciples of Tiangong Xinna.

The fresh green stands against the face of the young man, making it very lively.

Nie Mingyuan smiled slightly, and was about to leave quietly when he heard what they were talking about, and couldn't help but stagnate.

Female disciple No. [-]: "Yesterday when we passed Tianliang Peak, we met our senior brother practicing swordsmanship. There are colorful fallen leaves and ethereal movements. It's really a fairy descended from the mortal world."

Female disciple No. [-]: "Xianzuo is standing with the senior brother, you are only looking at the senior brother, you are half blind, Xianzu is the fairy figure, last month I took a look at the master apprentice meeting, and went back three times. Haven't slept all day."

"Xianzuo is good, but he's a little too high. It's not as good as Eldest Senior Brother who is gentle and steady, and treats people kindly."

"Xianzuo is beautiful."

"...Besides, Eldest Senior Brother's swordsmanship is outstanding, he is proficient in all kinds of Taoism, his strength is extremely impressive, and his future is boundless."

"Xianzuo is beautiful."

"Big Brother..."

"Xianzuo is very beautiful."

The female disciple couldn't bear it anymore and was furious: "Isn't senior brother good-looking! Senior senior brother is also very good-looking!"

Nie Mingyuan: "..."

What is the atmosphere of this year's female disciples?

"...Take your halazi away," said the male disciple next to him lazily, "No matter how beautiful or immortal he is, he is also a figure on the highest peak of the Heavenly Palace, so what does it have to do with us?"

The female disciple didn't accept this basin of cold water, and retorted: "Who said it doesn't matter, Yingying and I lined up all night the day before yesterday, and got the lottery for the swordsmanship class. The swordsmanship class is in the third year, but Xianzu Class! I heard from my seniors that half of this class will be taught by Xian Zuo and half by Senior Senior Brother, and we will be able to see Xian Zuo and Senior Senior Brother every week then!"

What he said is reasonable.

Their current class is different from the previous ones. In the past, after the disciples of Zixiao Mountain got started, they were selected by Jiugong to enter the inner sect based on their aptitude, and then they taught each other. Those who were not selected could only be the outer sect disciples. Nothing.

But five years ago, the Nine Palaces were abolished, and the disciples were all under the Tiangong sect. The new disciples only took basic courses in the first year, and the performance evaluation at the end of the year was divided into nine levels, each of which corresponds to a different second-year course. Disciples choose courses based on their own interests in the complex courses, and then take the school exam again that year, re-grading, and the cycle goes on and on.

When they are promoted to the ninth grade, the disciples can learn from their teachers, and they have their own teachers from then on.

Just last month, there was a teacher apprenticeship meeting. The senior brothers and sisters in the ninth grade were apprenticed to each other. Xian Zuo showed up at the meeting, ruthlessly rejected dozens of bold disciples, and finally only picked two to enter his school: One is Xiuyu, a boy from the Immortal Pavilion, and the other is Tan Heping, an older disciple known for his diligence.

These two are still nepotistic, it is said that they both registered with Xianzuo in the early years, this time they are just making a name for themselves. In the Tiangong, there is only one elder brother who can be carried by Xianzuo's hand.

The female disciple whispered: "We will not be able to climb the Xianzuo, but I think it is still possible, senior brother. I don't know when he will accept apprentices, and we can catch up."

"I think it's coming soon!" No. [-] also whispered, "I got up last night and saw the stars shining on the Immortal Pavilion and the cranes soaring. It must be that the senior brother has advanced again, and the senior brother has cultivated too amazingly. At this speed , it’s time to set up our own school soon, and we’ll definitely catch up with the good times!”

The female disciple smiled happily.

The two murmured for a while, happily celebrating the New Year.

The male disciple next to him only interjected, and then they ignored him and went away. He couldn't help but said sourly: "It's a good idea for you to set up your own family."

The second daughter glared at him.

The male disciple was stared at, not ashamed but proud, stepped onto the stage and said: "You women are really good at staring at a face, who told you that senior brother is Xianzu's apprentice? Senior senior brother didn't pay homage to him." Teacher Guo, how do you set up your own family?"

This is really unheard of, the explanation is so strange, did Senior Brother Xie learn to be a teacher?Make it up and make it look like it.

The female disciples didn't want to talk to him, but the male disciples spoke vigorously: "I heard from several previous senior brothers that the senior senior brother was originally an outer sect disciple. He fell in love with Xianzuo and was brought by Xianzuo. , sleeping together, and never being a teacher, it's all because he was cultivated as a Taoist companion, and being a teacher is just throwing a stone at one's own foot."

Taoist?The female disciple rolled her eyes: "If you spread rumors like this, I will report you to the Discipline Hall."

"If you don't believe me, don't believe it," said the male disciple. "Everyone in the previous sessions knows that you are ignorant and ignorant. I will tell you with good intentions and report me... Humph."

The two female disciples looked at each other, and one of them half-believingly said, "Really?"

"Naturally," said the male disciple, "it seems... It was said by the senior sister of Jiangzhu Sect. A few years ago, people in the mountains all agreed that Fairy Qingbi of Jiangzhu Sect and Xianzuo were a pair. Senior sister Lingluo couldn't bear the excerpts of others, so she came out to clarify, saying that Xianzuo once told people that he had a senior brother in his heart, so let people stop spreading nonsense. When he said this, the master of Jiumen The disciples are all present, you can ask, it is definitely not a rumor."

"Later, Xianzuo went back to the mountain. Seeing rumors spread all over the mountain, he ordered not to speak nonsense, but no one got angry. It shows that Xianzuo also acquiesced in his heart, but he just didn't want to make too much publicity."

"Tsk, watching the birds in the morning, admiring the flowers in the evening, and picking chrysanthemums at night, what a pair of gods and gods... No, it's a couple that gods don't change!"

Not only did the female disciples fall silent, but even Nie Mingyuan, who was listening to the corner of the wall, was in a trance--he had already closed his eyes and ears to such an extent that he didn't even know about this development?

There was silence everywhere, and after a long time, the female disciple said with difficulty: "Hearing what you said, for some reason, my heart..."

Male disciple: "Don't be sad."

"...I want to worship senior brother as my teacher in my heart."

"To tell you the truth," another female disciple said shyly, "Me too."

A new piece of land was opened up in front of the Immortal Pavilion for growing vegetables.

The vegetable seedlings of various colors are divided into small cells in an orderly manner, and the vegetable sprouts are shaking their heads in the breeze.

At this time, Xie Qiuhan, who was at the center of the topic, was finishing cooking the vegetable field, putting down his trousers and walking back.

He was carrying a vegetable basket, thinking in his heart that he would collect a bunch of choy sums tomorrow, otherwise they would not be tender.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the leaves on the ground leaning sideways, and a gust of wind came from behind my ears.

Xie Qiuhan took his time, held the kettle in his left hand, and poured a handful of water back——

The water formed an ice blade, reflecting a pair of sharp eyes.

Someone came up to meet the ice blade, without seeing how he moved, he pinched the back of Xie Qiuhan's neck.

Xie Qiuhan did not know how many times he played tricks with him, but every time he encountered him neither dodging nor dodging, he could only resign himself to his fate and take back the moves he threw out, falling down in one breath, and could only be slaughtered by this scoundrel .

Xie Qiuhan lost his center of gravity, turned over in the air, and fell to the ground supported by Yun Fang.

The guy fought back and pinched his waist again, smacked and said: "Eat and drink every day, how come I don't see you getting fat?"

Xie Qiuhan felt that he should provide him with good food and drink.

Xie Qiuhan disagreed with his talkativeness, straightened the corners of his clothes, and said: "How long have you been away, why are you back now, senior brother, didn't you see you?"

"I missed it," Yun Bin said, "He's not in Dahuang."

not there?Xie Qiuhan was a little surprised.

They have been looking for the location of the tomb of the gods for the past few years, but since the fox king and Xie Qiuhan made a fate contract, the tomb of the gods seemed to have sensed it, and cut contact on their own initiative, and disappeared in Qingqiu.

For the current plan, I can only look for it first, this time Yunfang got the news of the tomb of the gods, and wanted to go to the Great Wilderness to talk to his senior brother, but he would be in vain if he went.

What else can make Honglan leave?

Xie Qiuhan said nervously, "Could it be that there is really news from the tomb of the gods?"

Yun Fang shook his head, and handed a note to Xie Qiuhan to read.

Xie Qiuhan opened it as if facing a formidable enemy, only to see that it read: He went to Sichuan to buy sugar, oil and fruit, and he will return tomorrow.

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

The handwriting of this note is immature, and the human language is very sparse. It is obviously written by the ignorant sister-in-law.

After the Battle of Yongzhou, Honglan and Tianlong reunited. They stayed in the human world for a while, and soon Tianlong returned to Qingqiu. Under the protection of secret methods, he has not been found by the tomb of the gods.

As for Honglan, he built a thatched hut under the entrance of Qingqiu Secret Realm, and the two of them guarded across a lake. They could meet and talk every day, but they couldn't touch each other.

It's barely a way to get the best of both worlds.

"One more thing." Yun Fang went over and fiddled with the vegetable seedlings in the vegetable field, then turned his head and said, "The radish that my sister-in-law gave last time was very sweet, so I want more."

"...I'll send someone to send it tomorrow."

The two arranged things and went back to the Immortal Pavilion together.

Behind was a lush green vegetable field, and Xie Qiuhan couldn't help but look up to the sky and think: How did they live their days of cultivating immortals like this.