Money in the heavens

Ji Ziyue stood tall and graceful, with skin like gelatin, crystal teeth, and eyes full of aura. She grabbed Ye Fan, a little suspicious, and said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find a quiet place to practice. Instead of envying the power of big people, it's better to become stronger myself.]|I{•------»　«------•}I|[" Ye Fan said to Go to your own residence.

"Let's go to the appointment at Xingfeng. If we don't go, they will really think we are afraid." Ji Ziyue said.

"Forget it, go on your own, I'm going to practice." Ye Fan didn't want to go to Xingfeng, lest he cause trouble again.

In the end, Ye Fan practiced quietly in a deserted mountain and began to consider his own path.

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Shang Yi embarked on his own business path early, Zhang Wenchang embarked on the path of nature, Zhou Yi also found his own way of Bagua and created the "Zhou Liuxu Jing", Pang Bo has the blood of the demon god and has the inheritance of the Qing Emperor , one's own path also has a direction.

Only he himself, although the scripture he practices is the Tianzun scripture, he still has not found his own path. In the short term, he may be able to gain the upper hand with his physical fitness, but in the long run, he will fall behind.

In the next few days, important people came to Taixuan Sect from time to time, all of them came for the two sages, the old madman and Wei Yi. The ancient temple in Zhuofeng almost became a sacred land.

No idlers can get close at all, and the people who can sit cross-legged inside are all famous people, and they are enough to shock everyone.

"He is the old man in Tianxuan Stone Square in the Holy City!"

Someone recognized the identity of old man Wei Yi and remembered that he was once the gatekeeper of Tianxuan Stone Workshop.

"Hiss~!"

Such speculation immediately made everyone take a breath of cold air. Some people felt uneasy because they had gone to Tianxuan Stone Shop to buy it for zero yuan; some were thankful because they had not taken action against Tianxuan Stone Shop out of fear.

In the end, the big shots from many forces looked at each other and walked up to Wei Yi in tacit understanding, expressing that the major holy land families were willing to help the two old men rebuild Tianxuan Holy Land.

Now Qinglian King Yanjing, carrying the Qing Emperor's soldiers and the Qing Emperor's heart, is forcefully establishing the Holy Land of the Monster Clan in the Eastern Wasteland, which really gives them a headache. Without being able to awaken their own heritage, they naturally want to let Wei Yi and the old madman. Two sages took the lead.

What's more, the old madman's condition is not good, and it is easy to contain the energy of the old man Wei Yi.

If there is another primitive holy land to bind old man Wei Yi, they are very willing, and they can even send some undercover spies to secretly learn the inheritance of Tianxuan Holy Land.

If old man Wei Yi was really walking alone in the Eastern Wasteland of Beidou, many people would be so uneasy that they would not be able to sleep.

On this day, Xingfeng sent someone to invite Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue and others again. The person who sent the letter made it clear that there was no malicious intention, just to ease the relationship between the two veins.

"Anyway, it's nothing, so let's go take a look." Ji Ziyue agreed and dragged Ye Fan into the area where Xingfeng was.

She also wanted to see Hua Yunfei, the ruthless inheritor of the "Swallowing Heaven Demon Technique", with her own eyes to see if he was as dangerous as the rumors said.

The person leading the way did not lead them to the main peak of Xingfeng, but to a group of secondary peaks.

Here, the mountains are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the mist is like smoke, lingering on the top of the mountain, the water is gurgling at the foot of the mountain, and the ancient trees are accompanied by old vines, which is very quiet.

In front, on the green grass, some young men and women were sitting on the ground. In front of each of them was a wooden table filled with fruits and fine wines.

"Ding ding dong dong"

Among them, a man in blue is playing the piano. His hands are fluttering like butterflies, giving people a feeling of agility and lightness. His fingers are running across the strings, and the music is beautiful and pleasant, making people feel peaceful.

Seeing the arrival of Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue, the man in blue stopped playing the piano and was the first to stand up, followed by the others.

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"With the arrival of several people, the flowers and plants all over the mountains and fields suddenly became brighter..." The man in blue was very polite, smiling, and invited everyone to take their seats.

He is tall and tall, no more than twenty-four or five years old. His aqua blue clothes are fluttering in the wind. He doesn't speak much, giving people a soft and agile feeling.

It can be said that this man in blue has a unique temperament that makes it easy to get closer to people and make people like him.

"I have been in seclusion for more than two years. I just came out of seclusion at Xingfeng today. I learned that my Xingfeng disciples had some friction with Zhuofeng. I invited a few of them to come here today just to apologize and for no other purpose."

This person's name is Hua Yunfei, which is quite similar to his name, like flowing clouds or blowing wind, giving people an ethereal and ethereal feeling.

Ye Fan shook his head and said:

"Brother Hua, there is no need to apologize to me. We are not disciples of Zhuofeng, we just stayed in Zhuofeng temporarily with friends earlier.

It’s better to talk about the internal affairs of Taixuan Sect with Zhuofeng’s disciples Zhang Wenchang and Ji Ziyue! "

Since the other party treated each other with courtesy, Ye Fan naturally wanted to return the courtesy.

Hua Yunfei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the ordinary Zhang Wenchang and the quirky Ji Ziyue.

I hadn't noticed it just now, but now when I looked at Zhang Wenchang, I immediately realized that the feeling on Zhang Wenchang was very similar to that of Li Ruoyu.

Hua Yunfei smiled and said:

"It seems that Junior Brother Zhang has really obtained Master Li's true biography. I'm so happy and congratulated!"

Then he said solemnly:

"I'm not being pretentious. In recent years, the peak of the Star Peak has made many disciples complacent and arrogant. They think that the Star Peak in Taixuan is the only one, which is very bad. I have heard about it for a long time.

It was my Xingfeng’s fault that someone plotted against Junior Sister Ji and Fellow Daoist Ye before! ”

Hua Yunfei was very sincere, and his elegance and agility made people feel like spring breeze.

Zhang Wenchang knew that the master of Xingfeng was surnamed Hua. In the history of Taixuan, half of the masters came from Xingfeng, and half of them were surnamed Hua. It can be said that the surname Hua has a pivotal position in Taixuan Sect.

In fact, the founder of Taixuan Sect was surnamed Hua, so although the surname Hua was powerful, no one thought it was excessive, and even thought it should be so.

After greeting each other, everyone sat on the grass.

"Today I will perform a song to apologize to Zhuofeng, and let it go, and the two sects will live in harmony in the future. "

Hua Yunfei gently stroked the guqin with both hands, and the ding-dong-dong music sounded, like a clear spring flowing under the moonlight, which made people feel peaceful.

This is a song of apology, which has a certain meaning, but for Ye Fan, he can only hear a certain artistic conception, but does not know the allusions in it.

On the contrary, Zhang Wenchang integrated into nature and fully felt the meaning of Hua Yunfei's song. He even showed the picture of the allusions in the song in his mind and immersed himself in the sound of Hua Yunfei's guqin.

Zhang Wenchang's changes were naturally seen by everyone. Ye Fan's eyes were slightly strange, and he thought to himself:

"Is this the so-called soulmate? Boya and Ziqi? "

At this moment, Hua Yunfei's hands were light and graceful, stroking the strings of the zither, like flowing clouds and water, like fairy mist, giving people a very ethereal feeling.

Although he was a man, he was more agile than a woman, playing a beautiful piece of music, like a gurgling spring, like the moonlight flowing down, plain and hazy, harmonious and peaceful.

The zither music actually outlined a poetic and picturesque wonderland, everyone was immersed in it, and then even the birds were attracted.

A thrush was a little timid, but it finally landed and stopped in front of the zither. Not long after, a yellow oriole landed, attracted by the sound of the zither. In just half a minute, hundreds of birds landed on the grass and stood in front of the zither.

This is a wonder. Hua Yunfei is ethereal like a fairy, and the whole person seems to be the spiritual wisdom of the world, making hundreds of birds come to pay homage, blending with the scenery, as if they were one with this small world.