After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

In the mortal world, there are storytellers who chat in teahouses and taverns.

In the world of comprehension, there is Mr. Lu, watching the changing situation and watching the outstanding people in the world.

Jingtian Pavilion is located in Liangjie Mountain.

There is a shocking list, which is divided into four lists of heaven, earth, black and yellow.

A group of men in gray robes with white masks were cooking wine.

"The ghost domain is coming, and another tide is coming. It's time for me, Jingtian Pavilion, to be born."

"How many people are left from the previous Tidal Shocking Ranking?"

"Hong Xue, Wen Shu, Le Sheng, Yun Buqi... Hey, the old man actually admires Daoist Ling Wei very much. He is immortal, so he must be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Hong Xue."

"Everyone, please look at the barren island."

"A disciple of the Sword Sect again? Looks like Immortal Master Hongxue."

"Is that Dao Lingyan? Dao Lingyan also came out?"

"It looks like this tide is going to be lively."

"... Huh? That little guy is quite powerful."

"Jianzong's gossip says that this person is born with Dao bones, which fits well with the way of the sword. He once caused a riot in Jianzong's Burial Sword Valley."

"You sent points again. You went to Jianzong... No wonder you were injured. You were discovered by Immortal Hongxue when you were peeping. How is your injury?"

"Ahem, what kind of injury, it's just a discussion, a discussion."

"Covering Ghost Domain with one sword, not bad, not bad. He should be on the list, with outstanding talent, but a little lacking in cultivation, so he should be on the yellow list."

A man in a gray robe walked in, wearing a white painted gold-rimmed mask, and took a glass of wine: "Yellow list? More than that. Entering the Xuanbang."

A few people fell silent.

A man in gray robe said with a smile: "Minister Tianbu is optimistic about him."

Sword Sect No. 1, Hongxue Immortal Venerable, also entered the Xuanbang in the past.

He was also the only person who went straight to the Xuanbang in the last tide.

It turns out they were right.

Minister Tianbu smiled and said, "That's right. He hasn't written yet."

He flicked the wine glass back, "The sword rises and falls, shines on the water and ice like a mirror, and sweeps the snow and jade into dust. When we return, the spring breeze and drizzle will sprinkle the river and sky, and there will be no ice, no snow, and no dust. Then let's call it Wushuang."

"It's spread that Jingtian Pavilion drafted the character Wushuang for Jianzong Xie Yu."

"Ask him if he will take it or not."

After ten years of hard study, he became famous all over the world.

Shocking Pavilion presents the word.

The year of the weak crown, the capital of the Taoist monarch.

Ling Xun was questioned by many old friends. He said that he was normal, but he was actually very happy.

This is Jianzong, Canglan's first sect, and he specially went to pay homage to the patriarch: "Our Jianzong has a large number of talents, and this tide may cause someone to ascend to the upper realm."

When mentioning this matter, he sighed slightly and muttered to himself, "Hongxue should have taken that step a long time ago, why...why."

Hong Xuexian respects the wind and bids farewell to the moon, the pride of the last tide.

Both Jianzong and Canglanfeng believed that his ascension was correct.

But Feng Ciyue just couldn't take that step.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be." Feng Ciyue was born in the Feng family, Jianzong is the first Canglan sect, and the Feng family is the first Canglan family. Since the birth of the Canglan world, Ling Xun is puzzled. , Feng Ciyue's master was shutting down life and death at that time. Feng Ciyue said that he was their nephew, rather than their apprentice, who was brought up by them. "It should be on this tide."

If he doesn't ascend again...then there must be something wrong with Feng Ciyue.

Big problem.

……

Xie Yu entered the Xuanbang of Shocking Heaven Pavilion.

The gray-robed man near the barren island had to ask Jin Yun to go.

Holding scrolls and pens in hand, they arrived in an instant. They covered their faces with colorful masks and asked Xie Yu, "Jingtian Pavilion drafted the word Wushuang for you. Do you want to accept it or not?"

If you don't pick them up, you can change it until Xie Yu is satisfied.

But generally no one will refuse.

Shocking Pavilion?

It seems that it was not so early in my previous life, but the words have not changed.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes: "Go."

The gray-robed man is revered as Mr. Lu.

After writing vigorously, the two said goodbye to Xie Yu: "Fellow Wushuang, see you again by fate."

Come fast, go fast.

Jingtian Pavilion has always been mysterious and incomparable.

Only then did Feng Ciyue make a sound.

He was worried about Xie Yu's injury, and his eyes rolled slightly: "How is the experience?"

It is rumored that Immortal Hongxue has a youthful appearance and a majestic appearance.

He has a tall and straight figure, eyebrows like distant mountains, narrow and deep eyes, and his cold white skirt is like moonlight, covered with a layer of veil like light smoke.

The words are neither salty nor weak, and there is no meaning of too much concern.

Master likes me too?

Xie Yu felt... ridiculous. Seeing Feng Ciyue seemed to move forward, he took half a step back and nodded: "I have seen Master."

Feng Ciyue caught a glimpse of the indifferent expression on Xie Yu's eyebrows and froze for a moment.

His fingers under the placket trembled: "Yes."

Yun Buqi wanted to run away.

This time it was really dangerous, Hongxue cared extremely much for this apprentice Xie Yu, but seeing Feng Ciyue looking at him, he had no choice but to say hello, "Hongxue." He rubbed his chin and said awkwardly, "Long time no see... Long time no see .”

Feng Ciyue knew that this matter was difficult and dangerous.

He was also cold-tempered: "Why didn't anyone notify me?"

Xie Yu was his apprentice.

Yun Buqi: "Isn't Xie Yu quite young?"

He also didn't understand Feng Ciyue, "Young people always come out to see, you can't let him stay in Ling Xuefeng for the rest of his life, right?"

Feng Ciyue is silent, so what for a lifetime, he can afford it.

Not too young?He looked at Xie Yu.

The milky child has grown so tall that he can already stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The youth's robes are like clouds piled up with brocade, and his figure is like jade.

His eyelashes are pitch black, his complexion is snow dragon, but also as translucent as white ice, and his appearance is extremely prosperous.

Feng Ciyue's heart softened a little: "No."

He said, "I'm just..." It's just reluctance.

Yun Buqi said righteous words: "It's good that you know."

He planned to run away, and told Xie Yu and the others, "Since the training is over, return to the sect as soon as possible."

Edgeworth flies the fastest.

He called out the sword, and appeared thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye, but Feng Ciyue's voice transmission still followed him: "Uncle Yun, there is something unclear about Hongxue, I hope to ask my uncle for advice after returning to the sect."

Yun Buqi trembled and almost fell off the sword.

Feng Ciyue has never concealed his preference for Xie Yu, he likes this apprentice brought up by himself very much, he is almost careful everywhere, Xie Yu is in danger, he is naturally dissatisfied.

However, it wasn't him who proposed Xie Yu to practice!

At most, he agreed. Why should he take the blame for Hua Xunlu?

Thinking of this: "Hua is looking for a way to grab the soul-gathering flower, and I will help her... Ten years, no, within 20 years, I will not return to the sect for the time being."

After all, the rainbow light turned and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Ciyue: "..."

Yun Buqi's character has not changed at all.

Yi Luoling had heard about Hongxue Immortal Venerable for a long time, and had great admiration for this No. 1 sword sect.

She came over and said cautiously: "I have seen Immortal Hongxue."

Huang Zui also saluted: "I have seen Hongxue Xianzun."

Although Shen Chungui is not a disciple of Jianzong, he also got off the crane.

His voice was gentle and his etiquette was impeccable: "Shen Chungui from Changliu Mountain has seen Immortal Hongxue."

Feng Ciyue looked sideways, and said in a lukewarm voice, "Excuse me."

The Shen family also came.

It should be looking for Xie Yu, it seems that the fortune teller thinks that this generation should be headed by Xie Yu.

... Sure enough, does Xie Yu want to cultivate the Way of Heartlessness?

Qiu Lingjun was in a coma for a long time.

He got up, and ran to Xingjing Lake without saying a word, the white rainbow slipped down, and the boy in black plunged into Xie Yu's arms: "Senior Brother!" Rubbing the young man's chest, breathing in the cold and solemn plum fragrance, "It's great that you are fine .Don't leave me behind, okay? I'm so scared."

The white eyes are wet, and there seem to be tears glistening, like a young bird returning to its nest, "Senior Brother..."

Xie Yu looked cold and not easy to get along with.

Even a little unreasonable.

It was hard for Shen Chungui to imagine that someone would be so close to Xie Yu, he raised his eyes slightly.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes.

The young man stroked Qiu Lingjun's hair unproficiently, and rarely slowed down his voice: "It's nothing."

It's still cold, so it doesn't match gentleness.

But there is something indescribable... Shen Chungui savored it carefully, and said in his heart: "...indulgence."

An indulgent pampering.

Feng Ciyue has never met Qiu Lingjun.

Xie Yu didn't like being touched by others. After he became sensible, he began to take a serious look at himself as a master.

He hadn't seen Xie Yu like this for a long time, and he still felt that this scene... was extremely dazzling, and the killing intent suddenly appeared, but he was relieved for a moment, and the power of the palm dissipated.

Feng Ciyue's fingers hidden under her sleeves trembled violently.

His long eyelashes hid his emotions, and he said: "The sword embryo is about to take shape, thank you... Wushuang, come with me to the cold abyss."

Qiu Lingjun turned his head and saw that his cheap master was also there.

He let go of his hand, and said obediently: "Ling Jun pays respects to Master."

Feng Ciyue said slowly: "Excuse me."

Qiu Lingjun stood beside Xie Yu and raised his chin: "Master, you want to take brother to the cold abyss?"

He laughed, his brows and eyes were crooked and arrogant, "Take me too. Lingjun doesn't want to be separated from senior brother."

Feng Ciyue's eyes were slightly darker.

He asked Xie Yu, "Wushuang?"

It's only been two years.

Won't……

Xie Yu met Feng Ciyue's gaze.

His expression was still indifferent, untouched by frost and snow: "Then bring junior brother with you."