A good unpopular sect can change at will

As soon as Zhu Yinbo sat down, he stayed until the willow tip on the moon—Yuan Chunyu came in from the door and said that the whole mountain was looking for their elder brother.

Being a big brother, but also loves to take care of things for his master, Zhu Yinbo's schedule is full.But what should be delayed has been completely delayed, and there is no rush for this moment.

Zhu Yinbo walked out unhurriedly, pulled Yuan Chunyu who came out to give him a gift, and gave him instructions.

Yuan Chunyu picks part to listen to and picks part to answer.

Back in the house, Yan Rong had already cleaned up the cups and plates, and was sitting on the bed flipping through a book.

Yuan Chunyu leaned over, saw that it was a folk tale, and said: "Eldest brother just told me about you, guess what he said?"

"What?" Yan Rong didn't lift her head.

Yuan Chunyu knew that Yan Rong's ears had already been pricked up.

So he intentionally lay down next to Yan Rong slowly, and dragged his voice: "Senior brother said that you are the most worry-free for him on weekdays... The only thing that worries him is not seeking to make progress. If you are not pushed Walking, just stay in place all the time.”

"Oh." The master and senior brother have said the same thing many times before.

Yan Rong doesn't need to guess. Before Zhu Yinbo said this, he must first educate Yuan Chunyu. Those who achieve great things need to be calm, and they can't always be so naughty...

However, now, probably no longer say that about Yuan Chunyu.

The two heroes of Yunwei Peak, listen, they are quite beautiful.

"Hey, you are just too calm. People say you are not worthy of being a disciple of Yunwei Peak, but you are still reading the script." Yuan Chunyu teased.

Yan Rong's complexion remained unchanged: "What do people say about others, what does it have to do with me?"

"Do you dare to say that Hua Zhengxian was called the third disciple of Yunwei Peak, and you really didn't feel anything?"

Yan Rong chuckled, closed the script, and tapped Yuan Chunyu's forehead twice: "If I want to compete for this ranking, it will be counted according to the order of admission to the school. You should call me senior brother. This second Disciple's name, but you robbed me."

"Uh, stop talking!" Yuan Chunyu smirked twice, and said resentfully, "Brother asked me to push you, I can't push you, great immortal, if I knew it, I wouldn't agree to him."

Senior brother, I trust Yuan Chunyu's ability very much.

"It's you, the second disciple of Yunwei Peak, what do you think of this title?"

"It's really not that good." Yuan Chunyu shrugged, "It's a headache to hear people shout, it's not as real as good wine and food."

This point is indeed congenial to Yan Rong.

Yan Rong finished flipping through the script.

At noon the next day, I found a secluded pavilion to bask in the sun and doze off.

Before I knew it, I fell into a dream.Back to childhood.

There was noise all around, and disdainful faces were directed at him.Said that he was a kid who came in through bribery, said that Yunwei Peak was in decline, and said that only the little hill of Yunwei Peak that no one cared about was willing to accept him.

Sweat dripped from my palms.Go back to Cloudtail Peak.I can't find the way back to Yunwei Peak.Laughter came from all around, laughing at how clumsy this bribed child is.

Finally, somehow he found the way back to Yunwei Peak, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yuan Chunyu sitting at the entrance of the peak dangling his legs.

Yuan Chunyu had the sky braid tied by the elder brother on his head, and yelled at him with his nostrils: "Hey, young master, they all said that you were bribed by your father."

Yan Rong wanted to enter the peak, staring at the road ahead without saying a word.

The way back was blocked by Yuan Chunyu, I couldn't go in, I couldn't go in, I couldn't go back, where did I go? I had to stand in a stalemate.

"It's really a bribe? It's useless!" Yuan Chunyu grinned at him, pointed at his nose and laughed.

——What right do you have to laugh? Master and senior brother just took you in because they felt sorry for you.

Such words came out of my heart, rolled down my throat, but swallowed.

In the end, I am sorry for others first.

Besides, that child is only trying to be quick for a while.

Even though I thought so, I was still very uncomfortable.It seemed like a moldy piece was stuck in my heart.Yuan Chunyu's voice was getting harsher, seeing that stubborn look in his eyes, a feeling of disgust arose from the bottom of his heart.

When she was young, Yan Rong obeyed her heart, rushed forward, and punched Yuan Chunyu's mouth.

Today's Yan Rong is also following her memory, repeating the actions she did when she was a child - Yuan Chunyu was defenseless, and was turned away by Yan Rong's fist.Fortunately, he was quick-witted and reacted quickly, putting on a defensive posture and reciting the formula.Naturally, Yan Rong didn't wait for him to finish reading, and threw him to the ground, trampling on the soles of his feet.

His eyes flickered.His sight was clear again, he must have woken up.

There was a person under his feet, and he hit the ground and couldn't move. ... a new face.

"You are?"

"The third disciple of Yunwei Peak, Hua Zhengxian!"

"Oh." Yan Rong thought it was ridiculous, deliberately suppressed the slightly raised corners of his mouth, retracted his feet, and said, "If I remember correctly, private fights are not allowed on Yunwei Peak." This illusion, although it does not belong to the Yunwei Peak school , is also a kind of arithmetic method.

"The next time you practice spells, don't use them on others. If you make trouble, you will be expelled from the peak."

Tap your toes lightly on the ground, step on your sword and go back to the house.The person had already walked a few meters away, Hua Zhengxian seemed to have regained his strength, struggling to stand up and shouting at Yan Rong: "You——do you look down on me——"

Listen, it's pretty hot.

Look down on me, but not at all.It's just that the perseverance in his eyes when he claimed to be the third disciple of Yunwei Peak looked ridiculous and pitiful.

When night fell, it was rare for Yan Rong to start talking first, and before Yuan Chunyu could speak, he asked, "Do you know someone?"

Yuan Chunyu immediately leaned over enthusiastically: "Oh? Who can actually attract the attention of our Young Master Yanrong?"

Yan Rong said: "Flowers compete for strings."

"Oh... so it's him." Yuan Chunyu said, "This Hua Zhengxian is a celebrity in our peak, so I naturally recognize it."

The Hua family is a family of immortals known for their illusions. Hua Zhengxian is the youngest son of the Hua family. He is born with spiritual power and inherits the illusions of the Hua family.

"The Hua family is a family of cultivators known for their illusions..." Yan Rong asked suspiciously, "Then why does he still want to join our sect? Wouldn't it be good to stay in the Hua family?"

"Maybe he admires the master. This is probably the reason why the disciples came to our sect." Yuan Chunyu said strangely, "You have never paid attention to others, how could you notice him?"

"It's just strange to see that Hua Zhengxian seems to have some resentment towards me."

"It's not surprising, it's not surprising." Yuan Chunyu said with a smile, "Did you forget? Hua Zhengxian wanted to compete with you in the peak sparring that day, but you rejected him just because you didn't participate. He is also favored by Master, so I must feel that you look down on him and lose face."

"Is it just for this reason?" Yan Rong yawned, vaguely remembering that there seemed to be such a thing, so she nodded and fell asleep.

If it is only this reason, naturally, it is unbelievable.

Yuan Chunyu knew about everything inside and outside the peak, but if he didn't want to talk about it, no matter how much he couldn't pry his mouth away.

Fang closed his eyes, Yuan Chunyu moved and turned over, his low and light voice reached his ears through the quiet air.

"I just received an invitation from Ten Bamboo Villa to invite us to have a small gathering, but it made Master very happy." There was a customary sly smile in his voice.

Yan Rong said: "Ten Bamboo Villa, don't you often come and go with us?"

"Perhaps the owner's ashes have finally cooled down. Mrs. Qiao Yuan has closed the door to thank guests for many years, and she has gradually come out of the rivers and lakes recently." Yuan Chunyu paused, smacking her lips, full of interest, "Yuan It is said that Elder Ying is also invited."

"That's right... it should be something to watch."

Elder Pu Shan, Elder Yuan Ying, Mrs. Qiao Yuan... The late owner of Ten Bamboo Villa was the most straightforward.

The next day Elder Pu Shan really summoned his disciples and said that he would take three disciples to the Ten Bamboo Villa.Yan Rong was not among those three.

Zhu Yinbo's original mellow jade flowers compete for strings.Not an unexpected result.Therefore, when Yan Rong learned about it, he only hummed lightly, and there was no fluctuation in his expression.

On the other hand, Yuan Chunyu became sullen without saying a word, and when she returned to her room, she wrapped her head in a quilt and lay down sullenly.

"Who are you angry with?" Yan Rong sat down beside him.

Yuan Chunyu was not tactful at all: "Your."

"Mine?" Yan Rong was a little surprised.

"It's yours!" Yuan Chunyu turned over and sat up, his eyes stopped on Yan Rong's face, and then he fell down sullenly, "You really don't care about anything!"

Yan Rong choked for a while, then pushed Yuan Chunyu, Yuan Chunyu pulled the quilt and moved inside.Yan Rong's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, she wanted to say that going to Ten Bamboo Villa was nothing more than seeing the three people cutting and arranging things in a mess, and she wanted to say that if she had to go, it would be better to sleep in the room comfortably, and she wanted to say that the flowers were in contention. There is no controversy, but it is said to be what everyone expects... Think about it, it means you don't care.I had no choice but to withdraw my hand, and was speechless for a while, sat there for a while, got up and left.

Yuan Chunyu was right, he really didn't care about anything.

Originally, it was just a bribe to come in. When I came to Yunwei Peak, I just wanted to stay in a quiet place and not ask about common things. Wei Angry, whose name was forgotten by the master, had already forgotten it completely. Anyway, I often forget things , Yunwei Peak became noisy, and a few days ago, he was still thinking about asking Master for the possibility of being a teacher.

Yuan Chunyu cares more than he does.He agreed not to interfere, and sulked under the quilt.

Hua Zhengxian also cares far more than him.

Yan Rong thought of the persistence in Hua Zhengxian's eyes when he claimed to be the third disciple of Yunwei Peak. At that time, he still thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.

He didn't think it was a big deal, but others cared so much. Master and Elder Yuanying had been at odds for a hundred years, and Mrs. Qiao Yuan had guarded the tomb in Shizhu Villa for a hundred years.Poor and ridiculous.

But... Occasionally, I would envy those pathetic, ridiculous and incomprehensible attachments.

Yan Rong found herself parked outside the gate of Master Pu Shan.The road with seven turns and eight turns that day, I walked over somehow.Yan Rong stood at the door for a while, stepped forward to knock the door, and walked straight in under the surprised eyes of the disciple who opened the door.

"Master, I want to go." It was rare for Pu Shan to go straight in without waiting for Pu Shan to speak.

Pu Shan was taken aback, but didn't realize it for a while: "What?"

"Ten Bamboo Villa, I want to go too." Yan Rong said.

Somehow, it did.

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