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The night was twilight, and the moonlight was white and unrestrained, silently shining on the earth. The spaceship flew across the sky like a stream of light at high speed, so fast that it almost disturbed the galaxy, and the stars flowed with it.

After a while, the spaceship arrived at Wuyi Jianzong.

Ling Yan jumped off the spaceship, and the light cloud boots landed on the feathery lush grass. He looked up at the sky, only to see the deep and distant night sky, dotted with some clouds.When he turned his head slightly, he saw the simple herb garden crouching in the darkness like an ancient giant beast, and the plaque in front of the door could not be seen clearly in the dim light.

They went straight through the mountain gate just now, returned directly to the Spiritual Medicine Peak, and landed on the grass in front of the herb garden.

Ling Yan turned his head and saw that Wuming, who was dressed in white clothes, had put the spaceship back into the storage space. Shi Shiran walked towards him. His handsome face was clear in the moonlight, like a ghost in the dark night.

When such a metaphor appeared in Ling Yan's mind, he subconsciously shook his head: Elder Qi is a Taoist cultivator, how could he look like a ghost?He should be compared to a fairy.

With a cry, the big lantern hanging under the eaves of the medicinal herb garden suddenly lit up, emitting a faint orange light. If you look carefully, you can vaguely see the light and shadow of the swaying and rising flames inside the lantern.

"Let's go in. I'll take a look for you and see if there's anything serious about your body." Qi Wuming walked ahead of Ling Yan one step ahead, stretched out his white hand like jade, and gently pushed open the tightly closed door of the herb garden. door.

"Oh, good." As Ling Yan spoke, he followed Qi Wuming and walked into the brightly lit medicinal herb garden.

The candles in almost all the rooms were lit, and it was as lively as daytime, but there were no people, and there was no sound of anyone else.

"Do all the brothers in the herb garden sleep with the lights on?" Ling Yan couldn't help joking with his hands behind his head.

Once Wuming smiled and said nothing.

……

Qi Wuming led Ling Yan all the way to the lounge, and carefully checked his body, especially the spiritual power of his meridians.

During this period, Qi Wuming also asked the reason why Ling Yan's cultivation base suddenly rose to the golden core stage.

It was inconvenient for Ling Yan to say that he was blessed by the false gods of the Demon Realm, so he had to answer vaguely that he had encountered an adventure.

"There is a special-looking fruit in Moyu. I accidentally ate it. When I woke up the next day, my cultivation would be like this." Ling Yan said carelessly.

Hearing Ling Yan's answer, Qi Wuming didn't have any strange emotions on his face, and he didn't ask about the loopholes in it.

This made Ling Yan heave a sigh of relief.

"It's getting late tonight, why don't you rest here for the time being." Qi Wuming suddenly suggested, "Over the outer gate, your residence has probably been assigned to someone else. It's so late, you go to the inner gate to find the cave. It's not convenient to live here. So, just stay with me for one night."

In the realm of comprehension, monks' things are always placed in the storage space, so when monks move, they almost don't need to pack their luggage, just bring the storage ring and move into the new home.

Ling Yan has already passed the outer sect competition and became an inner sect disciple.It is normal for the residence of the outer sect to be taken away by the sect and redistributed.

So he graciously accepted Qi Wuming's proposal.

"Thank you in advance, Elder Li."

"You're welcome." Teng Wuming smiled, and at the same time took out a thick bedding from the side cabinet, and said with concern: "It's more exposed, don't catch a cold."

……

The candles in the lounge had been blown out, Ling Yan was lying on the bamboo bed hugging the quilt.

He secretly wiped the goosebumps on his arms due to the cold, and hurriedly put his hands outside the quilt back under the quilt, thinking: Elder Tang is right, the herb garden is really cold after nightfall.

In the darkness, Ling Yan heard the patter of rain coming from outside the window.

Tick ​​tock!It's the sound of raindrops on leaves.

After pricking up his ears and listening for a while, sleepiness gradually came to Ling Yan's heart, as if someone covered his eyes with hands, gently closed his eyelids, and coaxed him to sleep in a slow voice.

In a daze, Ling Yan felt that a piece of the quilt next to him had collapsed, and then he seemed to be hugged by someone.

The tip of the nose is a clear grassy smell, refreshing with a hint of bitterness.

The bitterness slid from the mouth all the way through the mouthpiece, turning into a scent, like orchid like musk deer, soaking Ling Yan's whole body in it, until he felt like he was going to melt like candy, turning into a puddle of sticky sugar stains.

Ling Yan tried his best to open his eyes, but he could barely open his eyelids through a small gap. Through this gap, Ling Yan could vaguely see a corner of the white underclothes that was partly visible.

Spring dream?

Ling Yan murmured in his heart: Why is this spring dream so shallow, just a kiss?

……

That night, Ling Yan had a long dream, dreaming that he was back in the 21st century that he once lived in.

In the dream, he is not a participant, but a bystander, watching his boring and decadent holiday life - playing computer.

The faint screen reflects a vibrant young face.

Ling Yan is like a ghost behind the scenes, watching "I" sitting in front of the computer desk full of energy, swinging the computer, moving the mouse left and right, but neither playing games nor surfing the Internet.

An interface of the Qiuqiu Group was impressively displayed on the desktop, and the name of the Qiuqiu Group was "How to use your computer to breed a computer virus exclusive to you".

At certain times, modern people are indeed terribly idle, doing all kinds of unimaginable, painful, and speechless things.Breeding computer viruses is one of them.

"How to keep a virus (pet) that is exclusive to you:

First, uninstall or forcibly close all antivirus software;

Then, surf the Internet, click what you see, and don’t let go of those suspicious and shameful advertisements;

Then, download a bunch of software that may be useful but actually useless, remember: be sure to download from unknown software websites on the Internet;

At the end of the day, everything is ready, just need time, put the PLAY, and slowly ferment. "

Ling Yan saw "myself" in the dream carefully scanning the breeding guide with his eyes, and muttered in his mouth while reading: It seems so advanced!

Ling Yan could only cover his face in shame.

Back then, I had just owned my first laptop computer and was exposed to the vast online world for the first time. I was so naive and naive.

The "boy" in the dream exited the bulletin board and checked the chat records in the group.

In the chat records, the group of friends are enthusiastically discussing the computer viruses they raised. There are rabbits, human figures, flowers and plants... There are all kinds of strange things, spanning the animal kingdom, plant kingdom, microbial kingdom and other kingdoms.

The "boy"'s eyes couldn't help but a little more fiery, especially when he saw the pictures and videos posted by the group of friends, the last trace of doubt in his heart dissipated like smoke.

There are pictures and videos = there is truth = it is true!

The "boys" at that time never thought that photos could be P without any trace, and videos could also be P without any sense of disobedience.If he looked at the introduction of the Qiuqiu group, he would find that the last sentence reads "XJ group, please don't destroy the atmosphere in the group!"

XJ is the acronym for Xijing.Therefore, the XJ group = drama group.

Ling Yan, who was the spirit behind the scenes, couldn't help feeling emotional: This is all an inexperienced fault!It's definitely not his IQ fault!

I was young and too brain-dead.

Then, in the dreamland, Ling Yan watched the simple "self" messing with a group of playwrights who knew PS.

In this world, there is a kind of embarrassment called: Others are acting seriously, but you are serious about raising computer viruses.

He really wanted to pull "myself" by the collar, and shouted hoarsely: Your brain is useless, please donate it to others!Ahhh!

Time passed quickly in the dream, and three months later in the blink of an eye, "I" finally succeeded in raising a computer virus (pet).

It was a dark and windy night with lightning and thunder, black clouds covered the entire sky, like a thick piece of iron, and the air was filled with a little earthy smell of wind and rain.

The "boy" looked out of the window for a while, complaining about why it was going to rain again, then closed the window, drew the curtains, prepared to change into pajamas, and went to bed.

But when he turned around, he found that his laptop, which had been shut down for a long time, suddenly turned on automatically. The rectangular screen shone with dazzling white light, and a pretty little man with silver hair and purple eyes crawled out of it.

To be precise, it appeared on the computer screen and did not leave the screen.

"Youth": Gan!My computer virus was finally successfully refined!

He cleared his throat, walked slowly in front of the villain, and said with a straight face, "Good boy! Call me master!"

The villain with silver hair and purple eyes sneered, folded his hands on his chest: "I am the way of heaven, you wait for mortals, don't kneel down!"

Ling Yan, who is the spirit behind the scenes, saw this scene, and couldn't hide the surprise in his wide eyes.In his memory, things didn't go that way.

After that, things turned into - the group of friends are still keen to be a showman, and the "boy" turned the illusion into reality.

One time, a group of friends met to post beautiful pictures of computer viruses.

The "boy" held his mobile phone and pointed it at the pretty villain with silver hair and purple eyes, click!It was just a crazy shot, and then uploaded to the Qiuqiu group.

On the surface, the group of friends maintained their drama, admiring the "young man" as Ouhuang, who raised a super high-quality computer virus, but secretly began to poke "young man" privately, sending out frantic requests for friends asking for no money.

The inner activities of the group of friends: ah ah ah! God of PS, accept my worship, please add friends!Look at that body, look at those legs, the P is so realistic!

And as the dream continued, the astonishment in Ling Yan's heart, who was the spirit behind the boy, also piled up like a hill.He really didn't remember that he had such a past in the past.

Is he too forgetful?

……

On the second day, the sun shone through the windows into the house, leaving soft shadows on the floor.

Ling Yan woke up from his sleep in a daze, stretched out his hand to rub his sleepy eyes, and turned over comfortably, there was no one else on the bamboo bed except himself.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a dream last night, but the moment he woke up, Ling Yan couldn't remember exactly what he had dreamed of.

Seems like something important?

Ling Yan rested his right hand on his face, closed his eyes, and tried to recall the dream from last night, but he couldn't recall any important things in the dream.

Instead, he made his head hurt a little, and his temples throbbed abruptly.

When he got up, he just wanted to sleep a little longer, and a little more sleep, and he didn't want to think about some complicated things at all.

Shaking his head in a state of ignorance, Ling Yan decided not to think about it for the time being.

He lifted the quilt, got up and dressed, went to the pool again, washed and took care of himself, and then said goodbye to Qi Wuming, and prepared to leave the herb garden and report to the inner gate.

"I have arranged everything for you. All the things that inner disciples should have have also been sent to your cave." While talking, Qi Wuming took out a white jade tablet that exudes brilliance from his sleeve and handed it to Ling Yan hand. "This is the certificate to enter your cave."

Ling Yan took it, and incidentally expressed his gratitude to the other party.

"Thank you, Elder Qi."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

……

After bidding farewell to the other party, Ling Yan walked out of the herb garden and went to the area where the inner disciples lived - Qing Yun.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he looked back at the direction he came from, and saw the morning light covering the entire mountain peak, and the faint clouds and mist shrouded the forest, making it hard to see the scenery in the fog.

The gray mist is like a curtain, covering the Lingyao Mountain, making it a place that is almost isolated from the world, and even the passing birds would rather take a detour.

Ling Yan left Lingyao Mountain, and as soon as Fang stepped into the blue clouds, a figure greeted him.

"You... just come back."

It was Shan Mingxuan who came up to meet him, his amber eyes were full of concern and joy.

"Do you want me to show you the way? You may not know the Inner Sect Disciple Report Office." He suggested enthusiastically.

Ling Yan took out the white jade card and shook it in his hand, explaining: "The elders in the herb garden are very kind and have already made arrangements for me. I don't need to make a special trip to the inner disciples' reporting office."

"That's it." After being rejected, Shan Mingxuan was a little disappointed, but immediately pulled himself together and recommended himself to Ling Yan, "Then...how about I go to the cave with you?"

Go to Dongfu to see?It's just a living cave, what's so good about it?Ling Yan was puzzled, but he didn't reject Shan Mingxuan, he just walked around together.

However, after only a few steps, Ling Yan began to regret it.

There was no other reason, Shan Mingxuan was too loud today, crackling, and his mouth never stopped.

Ling Yan wailed in his heart: Why didn't he find this guy so noisy before?

At this moment, Ling Yan only has one word in his mind—annoying!Just out of politeness, he could only smile and nod from time to time to show that he was listening carefully to the other party's speech.

"Junior Brother Ling, you have missed some classes during this period, and I have carefully taken notes. If you want, I can borrow the notes for you to copy? Or you can take the notes, and I can copy a copy for myself." Shan Mingxuan suggested sincerely.

Hearing this, although he thanked Shan Mingxuan for his kindness, the corners of Ling Yan's mouth still twitched: "Thank you, but the notes... don't give me the notes. I don't understand something, so I'll ask you to borrow the notes."

But Shan Mingxuan refused to give up, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ling is too polite. It's just a note, I'll copy it tomorrow, and send you my note."

You are too polite, Ling Yan complained in his heart.

Excessive enthusiasm, sometimes becomes tough.Ling Yan had no choice but to say haha, smiled, and vaguely revealed the matter.

As for whether the other party will really make a copy for himself and give him the original notes... Ling Yan is not sure.

He thought: If the other party really did this, he could only accept it with a smile, and then send a gift in return.After all, to be rewarded for nothing and to be favored by others is to be short-handed and soft-spoken.

Thinking of this, Ling Yan remembered that he still had a Foundation Establishment Pill in his storage space, maybe he could give it to Shan Mingxuan.

"Junior Brother Ling was caught by the demon cultivator this time, is he injured? If he is injured, he must not hold on. He has to go to the medicinal herb garden and take some pills to recuperate." Shan Mingxuan's face was full of concern. Feelings, once again enthusiastically put forward suggestions.

Ling Yan looked at this kind-hearted fellow disciple who talked too much nonsense, and silently swallowed back the explanation that came to his lips.In fact, he wanted to say that he just came back from the direction of the herb garden.

Ling Yan thought to himself: The other party also has good intentions, so it's better not to overthrow the situation.

"Thank you, Brother Shan, for your concern." Ling Yan responded with a smile.

Shan Mingxuan said again: "Do you want me to find a free day and go with Junior Brother?"

Ling Yan quickly refused this time: "No need. I'll go alone."

"Is it really not necessary?" Shan Mingxuan asked.

"It's really unnecessary." Ling Yan said.

The two chatted while walking, and met many inner disciples along the way.They greeted Shan Mingxuan friendly one after another. Shan Mingxuan introduced Ling Yan to them, so these inner disciples greeted Ling Yan friendly again.

Ling Yan was surprised.

Although he was not familiar with Shan Mingxuan when he was in the outer sect, he could probably guess that Shan Mingxuan was a shy person based on the few brief contacts he had.Why did Shan Mingxuan suddenly become outgoing and lively?And it seems that he is very popular and has a lot of communication.

Ling Yan was a little puzzled, he tilted his head and pretended to casually look at Shan Mingxuan beside him.

The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes wore a purple gold crown on his head, a white jade plaque around his waist, and a sky blue robe that shone brightly in the sunlight. The robe was outlined with delicate and simple patterns with silver thread.The pattern swayed with his walking movements, like a gurgling mountain stream.

The young man dressed in brocade robes, with high-spirited eyebrows, always smiled when he spoke, and his amber eyes were like a fine gem set on a proper base.The facial features are obviously still ordinary, but at this moment they are so beautiful that they are unforgettable.

To be honest, what Shan Mingxuan was wearing was nothing more than ordinary inner disciple clothing.

As Ling Yan looked at it, he exclaimed: This fully demonstrates the great influence of energy and spirit on a person's temperament.