There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

Hearing this matter, Baiyun Tower was very curious, for a moment he really couldn't think of who it was, it was useless to think about it, and he would know if he escaped earlier.

This place is less than a thousand miles away from the mouth of the Xuanhe River, the speed of this flying boat is not slow at all, and Master Bai even used Fengxing magical powers to help, and within less than a stick of incense, he has escaped back to the mouth of the Xuanhe River.

At the bow of the flying boat, Baiyunlou and Junior Sister Xia stood side by side, and they watched curiously from a distance of more than ten miles, and they saw the three people outside Xiaozhulou.

It's strange to see Aunt Xia wearing a long skirt at a glance. She usually wears a set of togas taught in the academy, but suddenly she changed into a light blue long skirt, which made people's eyes shine.

Standing next to Aunt Xia was a strange middle-aged male cultivator, with a handsome face and a slender figure, dressed in a simple green dress, with a long sword on his back, nothing else, looking very sharp.

I don't know this person, but the person behind the two is very familiar with Baiyun Tower, and it is the little fat man's elder brother Nangong Feiyu.

I haven't seen him for a few days, this senior Nangong seems to have gotten a chance, his cultivation has already broken through, and his whole temperament has changed. Compared with the day of farewell at the mountain gate, he feels a little more free and easy.

Looking at Senior Brother Nangong, Bai Yunlou's thoughts moved, and he couldn't help but blurted out: "Uncle Ziyang!"

"What Uncle Ziyang?" Xia Chaoyang asked in confusion.

"Eldest brother, you mean the honored guest who was sent by Meteor, is Master Ziyang? Second senior sister, Master Ziyang is the former great teacher of Jiange of the Academy, Ziyang Sanren..." The little fat man couldn't help but stepped forward and interjected.

"If it's not bad, it should be." Baiyunlou replied affirmatively after sensing the aura around the middle-aged monk.

"It turned out to be Uncle Ziyang. No wonder he looks familiar. I seem to have seen him when I was a child." Xia Chaoyang suddenly remembered something from his childhood, but he had a vague impression.

While speaking, the flying boat landed back in front of the small bamboo building on the north bank of the Xuanhe Estuary.

"Auntie... Chaoyang has met Uncle Ziyang and Senior Brother Nangong." As soon as the flying boat landed, Xia Chaoyang jumped out and jumped to Aunt Xia's side, saluting one by one.

"Little Chaoyang, I haven't seen him in ten years, it's true that he has grown up..." the monk in Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"During this year's study in the academy, at least I have learned a lot of etiquette and become more sensible." Aunt Xia rarely praised her in front of outsiders.

"Yunlou, come over and get to know each other. This is the great teacher of Jiange of the academy, your uncle Ziyang." Aunt Xia called all the disciples of the academy to her and introduced them enthusiastically.

"Disciple Baiyunlou, I have met Master Ziyang, and I have heard of Master Ziyang's name for a long time. It is my honor to finally meet you today..." Baiyunlou stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Yunlou..." Master Ziyang's eyes lit up, as if he was very interested in this academy student.

At this time, the disciples of the academy also came forward to greet him one after another.

"Big Brother..." Little Fatty and Nangong Xiaojing bowed to their elder brother. In the blink of an eye, nearly half a year passed, and even though the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce sent back messages of safety from time to time, seeing me was truly at ease.

"Second brother has grown stronger, and younger sister has also grown a lot taller..." Looking at the second brother and younger sister who were surrounded by extraordinary auras, Nangong Feiyu was also very happy, and there was a lot of emotion in his words .

Most of this group of disciples also knew Senior Brother Nangong, many of them had been taught by Nangong Feiyu, and they all came forward to bow to salute at this time, Baiyunlou was no exception.

"The academy today is really different from what it used to be. This group of disciples not only have good aptitude, but also have extraordinary temperament. They are also good teachers." Uncle Ziyang couldn't help sighing.

"Junior Nephew Fei Yu is also very good. In less than half a year, not only has his cultivation broken into the foundation building stage, but he has also made a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship. It's really gratifying." Aunt Xia seemed in a very good mood today, and she spoke more.

Nangong Feiyu's face turned red. Those juniors and younger sisters seemed to have already broken into the foundation establishment. He even heard that his second brother's cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation establishment. His cultivation level, which had just broken into the early stage of foundation establishment, was really impressive. No shot.

"Thank you for your praise, my aunt. I have gained a little understanding of the way of the sword. I want to thank Junior Brother Bai for his sword intent, as well as the teacher's careful guidance." Nangong Feiyu replied respectfully with a serious expression.

"Master is Master, what kind of teacher do you call..." Aunt Xia frowned slightly, and taught her a lesson.

"What the aunt pointed out is that the disciple wrote it down."

At this time, the disciples of the other three sects also stepped forward to pay respects. After all, they are important figures in the academy, and it is rare to see each other on weekdays. Meeting is a fate.

Xia Zhaoyang enthusiastically introduced to his aunt and uncle one by one. These few days in the East China Sea, they have helped each other in the same boat, and they are very familiar with each other. Even the little disciples of the Haoran Sect can be called by name one by one.

After seeing the ceremony, Senior Brother Chen of Hao Ranzong took his disciples and said goodbye to everyone, saying that he would go back to the sect first to prepare for the reception of the disciples of the academy who are about to visit.

Immediately, Tian Yi and Wang Fugui also left one after another. These few days traveling with the disciples of the academy in the East China Sea can be said to be an eye-opener.

After seeing off the disciples of the three sects, Baiyunlou invited the two senior aunts and uncles to sit in the small bamboo building.

Aunt Xia laughed and said, "The one who wanted to enter just now, but there was a door god who kept a close watch on the small bamboo building and wouldn't let us enter..."

"The door god? Oh..., Ah Li..." Hearing this, Baiyun Tower immediately understood what Aunt Xia was referring to, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth, secretly thinking that A Li hadn't seen him for a few days, and even the aunt would dare to stop him. I gained a lot of weight.

"Ah Li..." Xia Zhaoyang slurped.

As soon as the words were finished, a fiery red figure jumped out of the small bamboo building, it was the little red bird A Li.

It's just that Ah Li's Dharma Body has changed a lot. Not to mention it has grown a lot, red and yellow fireworks are steaming all over his body, and the fire light on the feathers on the top of his head is very dazzling, which looks miraculous and extraordinary.

The most conspicuous thing is a few long tail feathers, the tail feathers that stand up in a daze, each with a group of small blue flames condensed at the top, exuding bursts of powerful aura.

Finally, the fifth tail feather has grown. This Ah Li, after all this effort, just wanted to show off his transformed body.

"A Li, you have grown up a lot... Hurry up and put away your supernatural powers, don't set the little bamboo building on fire..." Xia Zhaoyang glanced at A Li, and then felt sorry for the bamboo floor of the small bamboo building.

Chapter 579

Ah Li couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, his whole body stagnated, and the raised tail feathers seemed to have lost all strength.

"That's right. I haven't seen you for a few days. Ah Li has transformed into a fifth tail feather, and his strength has greatly increased. He is indeed a legendary bird." Bai Yunlou boasted a few words perfunctorily.

Then he went on to say: "A Li, the brothers and sisters are all back, you don't have to guard the gate anymore, you have worked hard these few days, come, rest on the shoulder of your brother." After finishing speaking, Bai Yunlou patted himself on the left shoulder.

Hearing this, Ah Li's spirits perked up, he shook his body and put away his supernatural powers, feeling tired immediately, sensing the innate aura emanating from the elder brother, he felt a sense of intimacy, he jumped up The big brother bent over his shoulders.

A Li, the gatekeeper, was subdued by the head of Bai Da, and everyone immediately entered the small bamboo building in a lively manner.

It is possible to go to the Haoran Sect today, many disciples were not in a hurry to build wooden houses and bamboo houses, and entered the small bamboo houses one after another.

Only Luo Yuyan said that he still owed poems and essays and had to find a quiet place to make up for them quickly.

After saying that, he took Caiwei to the edge of the forest, took out the magic weapon of bamboo pieces, spliced ​​the bamboo house in an instant, and hurried inside to do his poetry homework.

De Luoyu reminded that many academy disciples also thought of the homework assigned by the old teacher of poetry and prose when he was parting, and they were a little panicked.

Immediately, they entered the small bamboo building one after another, and asked the senior brother to help arrange the two rows of long tables, and immediately fell down at the desk and concentrated on thinking hard.

A few disciples who didn't enroll in poetry and prose could not help secretly rejoicing when they saw the brothers and sisters facing the enemy.

Baiyun Tower led Aunt Xia and three people up to the second floor, where they sat by the window, and the green ants also followed up to the second floor, preparing to help make tea out of habit.

"Little sister, in less than an hour, the old teacher of poetry and prose will be here..." Bai Yunlou turned to Green Ant and said.

"Ah, what should we do then?" Hearing this, the green ant panicked.

"What else can I do? Hurry up and make up your homework. If you write seriously, you'll be in a hurry. You don't have to worry about making tea." Bai Yunlou said with a smile and waved his hands.

"Little green ant, hurry up and make up your homework. I have to make tea for my senior sister." Xia Zhaoyang also said aloud.

Green Ant turned to look at Second Senior Sister and Aunt Xia, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went downstairs.

As the green ant went downstairs to inform the disciples of the old teacher of poetry and prose, there was a sound of exclamation immediately, and the small bamboo building became quiet again in an instant, each thinking hard, looking for inspiration for writing.

"This group of academy disciples are full of vigor, hardworking and studious. Although all of them are not weak in cultivation, they can calm down and meditate. It is really gratifying." Uncle Ziyang said with emotion.

Baiyunlou replied in a respectful voice: "It all benefited from the careful teaching of the teachers in the academy."

At this time, the voice transmission of the junior sister came from Baiyunlou's ear: "Senior brother, it seems that the junior sister's poetry class has not been written yet, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Bai Yunlou couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and sent a word to Junior Sister Xia, who was a little dazed, and immediately made her smile.

"Auntie, uncle, please sit here, please sit here, and please sit down, two senior brothers. You can talk freely, and Chaoyang will make tea for you today..." Xia Zhaoyang took the tea-making magic vessel from the senior brother, happily Said.

"How does this happen?" Ziyang Loose Cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

With a smile in her eyes, Aunt Xia said calmly, "It's okay..."

Ziyang Sanren seemed to have realized something, but he didn't say anything, and nodded slightly.

Several people chatted freely on the second floor, but the disciples of the academy downstairs seemed much more depressed. There was less than an hour left, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to write poems that satisfied the old teacher in this hour and a half.

Suddenly, on an empty table, a piece of cloud pattern paper fell down, and an ink pen on the pen holder also flew into the air, dipped the ink in the inkstone beside it, paused, and then wrote on the blank cloud pattern paper. Dragons and phoenixes danced up.

There is probably no one else who is so skillful at moving pens across the air, except for the elder brother. Seeing this wonderful scene, all the disciples didn't have the time to concentrate on thinking hard, and they all stood up to watch.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a big brother. He writes like a god, and in the flowing clouds and flowing water, he has finished writing a magnificent trip to the East China Sea.

Looking at the senior brother's writing, all the disciples felt that this article seemed to have written all the beauty of the East China Sea.

The magnificence of the sunrise, the intoxicating waves of the sunset, the boundless blue when it is quiet, and the rough waves when the wind blows.

After watching the big brother's trip to the East China Sea, all the disciples felt even more headaches, and seemed to be even more helpless.

Just as he was sighing, he saw another blank piece of cloud pattern paper floating down in the air, the ink pen paused for a moment, and began to write again.

This time, however, the painting style has changed suddenly, the writing style has softened a lot, the fonts are beautiful, and even the writing style has changed a lot. This article starts from a small point, and vividly depicts the wonderful creatures in the sea.

Seeing the handwriting, everyone immediately understood that this was written to help the second senior sister..., the senior brother is really good enough, even imitating the handwriting with both form and spirit.

In fact, after this group of academy disciples have practiced for a long time, their spiritual consciousness is not weak. If they meditate, they can write wonderful poems and essays. It's just that the two articles of the senior brother have made a mess of their thoughts just now. , it is estimated that extraordinary means will be used to re-meditate.

Originally, I wanted to refer to the writing of the big brother in order to inspire some inspiration, now...

After the ink pen finished writing the two articles, everyone seemed to be immersed in the vast artistic conception of movement and tranquility. After regaining consciousness, they were about to disperse, but saw several pieces of cloud pattern paper falling from the midair.

Under the curious gazes of the disciples, the ink pen dipped in the ink, paused for a moment, and suddenly revealed a faint halo, and then it fell on the cloud pattern paper.

The ink pen floating in the air wrote relatively slowly this time, and it took a few breaths to write three or two characters, and only a few words were written on each piece of moiré paper.

After finishing the last stroke with the ink pen, all the disciples couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Although there are not many words on these pieces of cloud pattern paper, each word seems to be carefully carved and full of charm.

While all the disciples were amazed, the little fat man who was very keen on numbers suddenly reacted: "Six, six..., that's how it is."

"What six?" Nangong Xiaojing asked casually, and suddenly seemed to come to his senses, and then said: "Second brother is right, these six pieces of cloud pattern paper were written by the elder brother to the six of us, and each piece of paper The written text is the title of the article."

"And..., and although there are not many words in this header, they all contain extraordinary charm. The penetration of divine sense should help the writing..."

"Eldest brother is still thoughtful, so what are you waiting for, one card for each person, divided, divided..." Tianyin was also a little uneasy, stepped forward to take one, and went back to the case to reflect.

Yu Tong suddenly said with a bit of hesitation: "Then what about Senior Sister Caiwei and Senior Brother Luo, it seems that they don't have any..."

5 Chapter Eighty

"Don't worry about the two younger brothers and sisters. This meeting should be written quietly in the bamboo house. Hurry up and start writing. In half an hour, the old teacher will arrive." The little fat man picked one and turned back to the desk .

Hearing the last sentence, the few remaining young disciples didn't dare to hesitate. Without saying anything, each of them took a piece of paper. After a little insight into the case, they felt spiritual thoughts springing up. After a while, they all began to write quickly.

Sensing that the little disciples downstairs were busy, the seldom worried headmaster Bai was relieved, he didn't care about Luo Yu's side, and directly withdrew his thoughts.

After passing a word of reassurance to Junior Sister Xia, he immediately concentrated on drinking tea with his aunt and uncle and chatting with each other.

After some chatting, Baiyunlou finally found out that senior brother Nangong traveled eastward in the past six months, stayed at his home in Donghai County for a few days, and followed a merchant ship to Mingzhou Island, which is more than a thousand miles southeast of Daxia Kingdom.

After spending a lot of time in Mingzhou, he finally found Master Ziyang. After all the experience and guidance from Master, Nangong Feiyu finally saw through the obstacles, and his cultivation reached the foundation-building stage.

Seeing Nangong Feiyu's carrying sword, Ziyang Sanren immediately sensed the sword intent contained in it, asked about the origin of the golden feather sword, and only then did he have the idea of ​​returning to the academy.

Ziyang Sanren not only guarded the two small countries in Mingzhou, but also wanted to use the two mysterious places in Mingzhou to hone their sword intent and seek a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship.

In Mingzhou, Ziyang Sanren also tried to instruct some slightly qualified monks to pass on the Liangyi swordsmanship, but they have not found a suitable successor for the past ten years.

In the end, he noticed the extraordinary sword intent in Nangong Feiyu's dharma sword, which was the pure Yang sword intent that Ziyang had been cultivating all along.

Ziyang Sanren's Pure Yang Sword Intent is much greater, but in terms of purity, it is not as good as this strand of Sword Intent.

Knowing that this sword intent has been acquired by this year's academy senior brother, he has a high level of understanding in the way of swordsmanship, and even figured out the three moves of Liangyi swordsmanship, Ziyang Sanren plans to return to Zhongzhou Academy immediately.

But at this time, two small countries on Mingzhou Island were suddenly invaded by pirates, and this group of pirates was unusual. They raised and trained many vicious monsters along with the ship, and they plundered wantonly as soon as they entered Mingzhou.

Uncle Ziyang already had the intention of protecting Mingzhou, so he killed hundreds of monsters with his own strength, and thus kept the peace of Mingzhou in the midst of the storm.

Later, it was found out that the pirates were disguised as soldiers and monks from Donglai Kingdom. In a rage, Uncle Ziyang broke into King Donglai's palace with his sword alone, and almost beheaded King Donglai with his sword.

At the last moment, a strange monk with a mask blocked Master Ziyang.

After some fights, Ziyang deeply felt the strength of the opponent's cultivation base, and finally stopped at the right time.

Fortunately, the faceless monk didn't seem to want to provoke the high-ranking monks of the human race for the time being, so he let Uncle Ziyang leave.

After being frightened by this, King Donglai restrained himself a lot, and those pirates never dared to go to Mingzhou again to cause trouble.

After guarding for another two months, Ziyang once again felt the desire to return to the academy, and then traveled thousands of miles from Mingzhou to Xinlu Academy in Zhongzhou.

Master Ziyang came back to the academy and said that he wanted to find the elder brother of the academy, Baiyunlou, which immediately alarmed the head of the mountain and the supervisor.

Just in time for most of the academy disciples to go out for training, Master Ziyang insisted on looking for this academy disciple, so Aunt Xia personally led Senior Brother Ziyang to find him all the way to the mouth of Xuanhe River.

If it wasn't for the Meteor Yan who was stationed near the small bamboo building and said that the senior brother was rushing back, this senior Ziyang would have to go to the East China Sea to look for it.

Hearing that senior uncle Ziyang returned this time, most of the reason was for himself, Baiyunlou secretly understood, and turned to look at the magic sword behind Senior Brother Nangong.

Sure enough, that pure Yang sword intent had been refined by senior brother Nangong.

Since Senior Uncle Ziyang was so concerned about the matter of Chunyang Sword Intent, Baiyunlou did not wait for him to ask, so he briefly talked about it.

I didn't mention some things related to my own secrets. I only said that when I met the opportunity, I condensed my soul into a primordial spirit. God Dharmakaya.