The demon witch is her white moonlight

The handyman in the south courtyard led Le Xiaoyi into a single building. There was no one in the hall on the first floor. The handyman stopped at the stairs and looked upstairs in fear. Instead of moving, he turned and walked towards Le Xiaoyi. A bow: "The deacon of the South Court is in the study on the second floor. The one on the left at the end of the corridor is the one. Don't bother me and wait for the handymen. Please go there by yourself."

Le Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows lightly, but said nothing, said "Thank you" and walked up the wooden steps by himself.

She walked upstairs lightly, found the study room on the left at the end of the corridor according to her words, stopped in front of the door, and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, when she heard a low voice from inside the door: "Come in."

Le Xiaoyi pushed open the door, and there was a row of closets on the right wall of the room. The front of the closets was short, and on the left was a picture of beautiful mountains and rivers.

At this time, there was a Taoist sitting under the picture of mountains and rivers. He looked about 50 or [-] years old, with black hair mixed with a little silver thread, tied up with a hair crown, slightly dark complexion, square face and broad forehead, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and a straight nose. A beard and two law lines made his already indifferent face look more serious.

However, the Taoist had only one arm, and the sleeve on the right side was hanging by his side, which was empty inside.

When Le Xiaoyi came, he was drooping his eyes, staring at the sword lying across his knees with his half-drooped eyes. The sword was black in body and restrained in sharpness. go in.

The Taoist caressed the blade of the sword, raised two fingers of his left hand and brushed across the spine of the sword, his eyes darkened, and when he heard the sound of the door, he said without raising his head: "Sit."

In the whole room, except for a cushion behind the short table for people to sit on, the rest is just waiting for the open space in front of the Taoist.

Without any fear on his face, Le Xiaoyi walked into the study calmly, walked to the middle of the open space, first bowed his hands and bowed as a junior salute, then without hesitation, shook the hem of his clothes, and sat down cross-legged.

"Good sword?" The Taoist spoke again, with concise words and no redundant words.

His voice was dark and deep, with a sense of vicissitudes that have gone through the years. Sitting in front of him, Le Xiaoyi felt a wave of stagnation rushing towards his face.

Le Xiaoyi's heart sank, she stabilized her mind and replied, "Know a thing or two."

The Taoist withdrew his eyes from the black sword on his knee, raised his eyelids and glanced at Le Xiaoyi: "When will you start practicing sword?"

Le Xiaoyi's eyes showed memories, and he lowered his eyes and said: "Eight years old."

She is 23 this year and has held a sword for 15 years.

"Why do you hold the sword?"

"My heart pleases you." The Taoist asked, and Le Xiaoyi answered, which was also concise and to the point.

"Do you have any ambitions?"

"No big ambitions, just small wishes."

Hearing the words, the Taoist suddenly gathered some divine light in his gray pupils, pondered for a few breaths, and then asked, "What do you wish?"

Le Xiaoyi also raised his eyes at this time, looked straight into the Taoist's deep eyes, and replied clearly: "Protect the person I like."

When they met again that day, Ji Yuxuan's hazy smiling eyes in the night lighted over Le Xiaoyi's heart, softening her brows and eyes.

The Taoist's wooden face loosened a little, and the corners of his sharp lips were pulled, as if a hint of ridicule was evoked, but he didn't laugh in the end, and when his eyelids drooped, he said coldly: "There are still a few vacant rooms in the South Three Pavilion. , the disciples of the outer courtyard will send the necessities of life to them later."

Le Xiaoyi stood up, said "disciple resigns", then turned and left the study.When leaving, he carefully closed the door and locked the Taoist's stooped silhouette in the narrow crack of the door.

The deacon of the South courtyard seems to be a little weird, and the senior brother who met when he came here earlier is also unusual.

Le Xiaoyi became more and more suspicious. She came out of the single building and walked around the south courtyard for a few times before finding the signboard of Nansan Pavilion. There were small bamboo signs with names written on the doors of the wing rooms where people lived.

She walked upstairs and downstairs casually, looked around, and saw three people living in the five wing rooms upstairs and two people downstairs.

When passing by one of the occupied rooms, Le Xiaoyi paused, and glanced at the nameplate on the door: Zuo Shixuan.

His surname is Zuo, I don’t know if it’s Zuo from the Zuo family.

When Ji Qiancheng talked about her father with her, he mentioned the Zuo family, saying that Le Junhao had an in-law relationship with a daughter of the Zuo family, but they didn't stay together for some reason.

Le Xiaoyi turned his eyes away and continued to look down.

There were two empty rooms connected to the east corner of the first floor of the small building, so Le Xiaoyi chose the innermost one with a quiet environment, opened the door and walked in.

The room is not big, but it is clean. The bed, desk, wardrobe and other furnishings are all available. The doors and windows are also in good condition, and there is not much noise when the door opens and closes.There was a diabolo tablet lying flat on the desk, Le Xiaoyi took a pen, poured water and ink, and wrote his name on the bamboo tablet.

She took the bamboo plaque and hung it up outside the door, and some outer disciples found it, and handed over two sets of outer disciple clothes to Le Xiaoyi.

Le Xiaoyi thus settled down in the South Third Pavilion. The disciples in the South Court seemed to be very diligent in cultivation and didn't bother to meddle in the outside world. Except for the male disciple Le Xiaoyi met on the way to report and the deacon watching the sword in the single building, she spent the whole day Did not see the third person.

In the evening, Le Xiaoyi didn't go to the woods where she used to practice swords, but stayed in the south courtyard. In the evening, she practiced the basic moves in the courtyard with a cold iron sword in her hand, and meditated in the room at night. After two days in a row, she unexpectedly She still didn't meet any other disciples from the South Campus, not even her senior brothers and sisters who lived with her in the South Third Pavilion.

She seemed to be living alone in this huge south courtyard, except for the handymen who came in to clean the courtyard every day, she hardly met a living person, and naturally no one paid attention to the extra Le Xiaoyi in the courtyard.

Le Xiaoyi once asked the handyman about the South Yard in private, but the handyman was so shocked that his face turned pale. Except for telling Le Xiaoyi that the deacon of the South Yard was named Liu Qingfeng, no one else would speak. Le Xiaoyi Looking at his appearance, I even felt that I was too much, so I stopped asking.

That doomed Taoist has an elegant and pleasant name.

After a few days like this, Le Xiaoyi also looked away, no longer staying alone in the south courtyard, and began to live according to his own rhythm. Apart from daily practice, he also resumed the habit of going to the forest every evening to practice swords.

On the way, Liu Qingfeng summoned Le Xiaoyi again and gave her a book of inner strength and mental methods.

Prior to this, Le Xiaoyi's mental method was the basic mental method taught by Ji Qiancheng, which only covered the cultivation from Qi Yuan Realm to Body Yuan Realm, and the book Liu Qingfeng gave her was the second part of the basic mental method. Volume, from the cultivation of the body element to the meridians and key points of the meridians of the pulse element.

The mental method that goes up further can only be obtained when Dele Xiaoyi's cultivation base reaches a certain level.

In addition, Liu Qingfeng also told her that if practicing in the courtyard is boring, she can go to the Zongwu Office to accept contribution tasks and do it.The Zongmen didn't have much control over the cultivation of the disciples of the outer sect, and because Liu Qingfeng didn't care about everything in the South Yard, they were even more relaxed.

There are only three lectures in the courtyard and one public lecture in the house that students must participate in every month, and all other time can be freely arranged.

In addition to stabilizing their own cultivation, outer disciples also need to complete certain contribution tasks, which are all chores such as copying documents and picking herbs. Medicine assisted cultivation.

Due to the large number of disciples in the outer sect of the Sword God Sect, they would not support idlers no matter where they were. For those disciples who had made no contribution to the sect, the sect would send them back down the mountain after accumulatively exceeding half a year.

At this point, Le Xiaoyi understands why the South Campus is so big, but few people live there permanently. Presumably, the disciples who come to the South Campus have their own arrangements, and only come back on the days when there are classes.

But she still didn't know why the handyman's face changed in horror when they mentioned the South Courtyard, and they avoided it like a snake or a scorpion.

Le Xiaoyi had no other place to go, so she had to practice step by step in the South Campus. After recovering from her self-injury, her cultivation speed also recovered. In just a few days, there were signs of a breakthrough.

But she didn't let this feeling spread, but suppressed it consciously. Because of her injuries and her cultivation base has improved too fast these days, she was impatient and weak. If she continued to break through, it would have no effect on her future cultivation. benefit.

Occasionally, Le Xiaoyi would go to the Zongwu Hall to take a look, accept a few simple contribution tasks, and meet several deacons, but he didn't see He Yunlu much again.

Presumably, they practiced in different courtyards, so there would not be too many opportunities to meet each other.She didn't care about it, she turned her head and left it behind.

Early in the morning, Le Xiaoyi pushed open the door, intending to go to the Zongwu Hall to see if there were any tasks that could be accepted, when suddenly a sound of breaking through the air came, and as soon as Le Xiaoyi raised his head, he heard a thud, A dart flew from outside the door and was nailed to the wooden post in front of her door.

Le Xiaoyi looked left and right, but saw no one in the courtyard.

But the dart was stabbed at the door of the room where she lived, and there was a kit wrapped around it, the other party's target was obviously Le Xiaoyi.

A strange feeling appeared in Le Xiaoyi's heart, and an inexplicable intuition came up, he hesitated for a short moment, and quickly took off the dart.

Le Xiaoyi put the darts and kit into her sleeves, and she looked around vigilantly, especially the path leading to the single building in the distance.

There was no one around in the courtyard, Le Xiaoyi felt relieved, so she didn't go out, she knocked the door of the house, closed the window, then sat back at the desk, and opened the kit.

There are two pieces of jade in the kit, one of which is a jade slip used for sending messages, and the other is a blood stone with a unique shape.

Le Xiaoyi first took out the jade slip and weighed it in his hand.

Jade slips are not common, she only saw Ji Qiancheng used them when she was a child, so this kind of thing is not a rare item, but it is something that Le Xiaoyi, who only lives at the bottom of the sect, can't afford.

A young disciple like Le Xiaoyi usually used paper and pen to send letters, but the unique feature of the jade slip was that it would shatter on its own after one use and turn into powder.

Therefore, most of the reasons for choosing jade slips to transmit letters are because the information on the letters is very important and cannot be spread outside.

So, who would specially use the jade slip to send her a message?

Le Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, and the answer was ready to come out.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to suppress the excitement, then picked up the jade slip and stuck it on her forehead. A cool feeling came from the jade slip, and then a line of small words appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness: blood The stone is the spoon, and the Buddha Palace is waiting for you.

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback, this was an invitation letter with Le Xiaoyi's name written on it, but the person who signed the letter was not the person she expected.

It's four strange small golden characters.

Futu Huanqian.