When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

Xian Yu woke up with palpitations.

After coming out of Gu Rongjing's room last night, he spent a long time alone in the attic looking through unofficial anecdotes, and read a volume of handwritten notes left by his seniors, piled up like a hill.It's a pity that Huo Xuan's rebellion became so sudden that day, without even leaving a little clue.

Seeing the early morning, Xian Yu fell asleep leaning against the bookshelf in a daze, and had only slept for more than an hour before waking up, so she inevitably had a splitting headache.

He has always had a good physique, and he doesn't get sick easily. Last night, the window was left open and there was a cool breeze, and now his nose is already clogged a lot.

The attic was far away, Xian Yu rubbed her nose, and was still a little dizzy when she got up.He took a Qingxin Pill and took it. When he opened the door and went out, he found that it was still early. The weather today was cool, and the blue-white light illuminated the unawakened night sky.

As soon as he came out of the bamboo forest path, Xian Yu bumped into Zheng Shengling who was practicing sword at the side.At this time just after Maoshi, the sky was slightly bright, the Mao rabbit came out of the nest, and the rustling in the forest continued to echo in my ears.

Bamboo leaves fluttered, and the sword edge drew a nearly invisible sword aura in the air, and the green grass was shattered by the sword.Zheng Shengling's face was covered with sweat, every move was the basic skill corrected by Xian Yu, and now it is very solid and looks good, but the traces of the plaster are particularly obvious when he raises his arms and arms.

Martial arts practitioners, bruises are unavoidable. That day in Jiaoqian Secret Realm, his senior brother Wangyun fell from a high altitude, and a hole was directly stabbed in his chest.If it were an ordinary person who would either die or be disabled, Wang Yun would only lie in bed for more than half a month, and then get up to do morning classes as usual.

The journey to seek immortality is long and tormenting, and it is the most difficult test of the student's heart.

After going through so many things, Little Phoenix lost her arrogance and became more composed.

Xian Yu stood aside with folded arms and watched for a while, his eyes showed approval, the next moment, he suddenly drew his sword and stepped forward to confront Zheng Shengling!

This was really caught off guard, Zheng Shengling's concentration was high, and Xian Yu's footsteps and movements were light, so he didn't pay attention at all, he staggered and almost fell.But Xian Yu didn't give him time to regain his composure, the next moment, Jian Feng had already arrived.

"Chong!"

Zheng Shengling quickly raised his sword to block, the strong internal force surged through the blade, making his scalp numb, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

What Xian Yu used was not some inscrutable swordsmanship, but just an ordinary horizontal thrusting grip. Although it was simple and had no memory points, it was flexible and changeable. In addition to his profound skills and treacherous movements, Zheng Shengling Time is only for being passively beaten, the footsteps have been retreating, and there is no spare power to parry.

The two of them went through dozens of moves in an instant, and their movements were smooth and flowing.When Zheng Shengling was out of breath and unable to fight anymore, he withdrew the green bamboo sword.

"Have you learned anything?"

Zheng Shengling nodded, "I'm not stable. Although Jian Feng's style of play is aggressive, it's also the biggest flaw. Once the opponent's kite is used up, or an opponent with the same aggressive style of play, there will be no way to fight back. force."

To put it bluntly, he is not suitable for head-to-head confrontation if he is too strong and easy to break.

Xian Yu pointed out a few more words, although Xiao Fenghuang has a domineering and arrogant personality and is difficult to get along with, but his attitude is very correct, he is also intelligent, and he understands everything immediately, and now he has a new understanding.

After practicing the sword for a long time, Zheng Shengling was not in a hurry to prove it at this moment, wiped off his sweat, and asked curiously, "Master, why are you here?"

Xian Yu has always had a physique that likes to sleep late, and usually gets up lazily only after three poles in the day, but it is quite novel to meet Zheng Shengling suddenly at this time, and she is a little uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, I just woke up suddenly, come out for a walk."

Xian Yu mentioned it before asking, "Where are your parents?"

He finished his Qingxin Pill, and the one he prepared was not as effective as Jiang Wenyun's. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he planned to go to her to get some later.

"I woke up early." Zheng Shengling paused, and whispered, "Actually, I didn't sleep all night... My father was messing with his gossip again yesterday, and my mother was very worried, and she kept watching over him. It didn't work out."

Asking divination and fortune-telling is the most life-threatening thing, which is also the reason why Zheng Yi is so late and aging so quickly.Although Xian Yu doesn't rely on this to make a living, but she also knows a little bit about numerology, and immediately frowned upon hearing this.

"Has your father always relied on divination so much?"

he asks.

"That's it."

In fact, Zheng Shengling didn't know too well, but since he knew the truth, he could probably guess that the reason why his father believed in fortune telling so persistently was because he wanted to find his master...

He coughed and said, "Actually, he also cares about Master very much. This time, he asked for divination to see what kind of results he would have."

It turned out to be about Rongjing.

Xian Yu was silent for a moment, there were some things he couldn't say to Zheng Shengling, so he said, "You do your homework well, I'll go and see him."

"Yes."

Linglong Mountain has a vast area, and the entire mountain is under the name of Ruyi Gate, so although the interior decoration of the sect is simple and natural, the content is the same.In the past, when the master gave him and his brothers lectures on astrology and geography, he specially opened up an observatory, and occasionally he would meditate there.

Zheng Yi is now at the Observatory.

When Xian Yu arrived, he pushed open the door and saw Zheng Yi and Jiang Wenyun sitting beside him. An astrological record full of complex information.

Obviously it's over.

"Master." Zheng Yi quickly stood up, "You came just in time..."

Xian Yu caught a glimpse of Jiang Wenyun at the side, swallowed his words temporarily, and said, "Ling'er told me that you are here to watch the stars, and I came here."

"Yes." Zheng Yi handed over the papers that were full of writing, unfolded them, and it turned out to be a deduction map of astrological trajectories.

Since tens of thousands of years ago, the ancients began to study astrology. For this reason, they specially planned a specific star area, and divided the sky into three constants and 28 constellations. There are 24, 320 who can be named, and [-] stars.

It shows that there are so many star officials.

Among the three constants and 28 mansions, the three constants are Ziwei Heng, Taiwei Heng, and Tianshi Heng. Each Heng is an independent wide sky area, which accommodates tens of thousands of famous and unknown star officials.The 28 constellations are divided into east, west, north and south, and are divided into east official Qinglong, west official white tiger, north official Xuanwu, and south official red bird.

In the Eastern Constellation, there are a total of seven star officials, namely Jiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Heart, Tail, and Kei.Each part of the seven constellations symbolizes a part of the dragon, and the connected shape resembles a dragon, hence the name.

"Among the seven constellations, the 'heart' is particularly important. It is the heart of the dragon, the heart star, which we call fire or Shang star."

Zheng Yi patiently explained to Jiang Wenyun, and lightly tapped another star official with cinnabar, and said, "This one is called Yinghuo, and it and Shang star are the two hottest star officials in the sky. It is rumored that the two The stars meet, compete for splendor, and the sky is full of red light..."[1]

"Yinghuo guarding the heart, this is a very ominous sign." Xian Yu continued in a deep voice, "The heart star is the main heart of the dragon and also the symbol of the emperor, but Yinghuo is an ominous sign. It's 'A lord changes the government, the lord goes to his palace', the emperor or the prime minister will be destroyed."

Jiang Wenyun has been with Zheng Yi for so many years, and she has a general understanding that Yinghuo's collision with Shang Xing will bring misfortune to the dragon's luck, but...

"What does this have to do with Gu Rongjing?"

"Nowadays the world is in chaos. Although the Golden Leaf City looks extremely prosperous, it is just a fleeting cloud in the end. 400 years ago, the Emperor Zhaojin fled from Xuanwu City, and crossed the south to re-establish the capital. The old Dragon City was submerged. In the midst of the miasma, corpses are piled up like a mountain... How can the Zhaojin Kingdom today be worthy of the dragon's luck of the past?"

Zheng Yi shook his head, "This Shang star is not his main star."

"Isn't it the emperor's star?" Jiang Wenyun pondered for a moment, and an outrageous guess suddenly appeared in her mind, "No way, my husband, what you said is..."

In fact, when he first got the astrology map, Zheng Yi didn't dare to believe it, so he took another risky divination, and the result was almost the same.

"But, but," the more she thought about it, the more absurd she became, "how could he match Shang Xing? Daojun, I didn't belittle Gu Daoyou. You know more about his life experience than me. ..."

He's more like that glamorous star.

Of course, she didn't have the nerve to say the latter half of the sentence.

Xian Yu was also somewhat shocked.

In fact, when he saw Yinghuo Shouxin, his first reaction was that Gu Rongjing was the Yinghuo.No one can bear or believe his experience.If this is the case, how could God's will be so tricky?

"I have carefully calculated that Yinghuo arrived at the range of Shangxing three days ago, which happened to be the day when Master went to the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness and brought you back to Rongjing."

"..." Xian Yu forced herself to calm down and nodded, "Yes."

"This is the right place. Gu Daoyou fell into a deep sleep. If there is no mistake in the calculation, it should be when the remnant soul of the Jade Blood Knife entered his body." Zheng Yi spoke very slowly, and made two gestures, "This time Shi Yinghuo happened to enter Dongguan..."

He understood the rest of the content without mentioning Xian Yu.

The Jade Blood Knife is the star of glamor, the two are incompatible, if they meet, it will be a serious injury to the palace, and this happened to coincide with Gu Rongjing's deep sleep.

The three were silent with each other for a while.

Xian Yu doesn't believe what people say is involuntary and fate is determined by God, because God will not stop too much at all, and often many tribulations encountered in the world are caused by oneself.

When he was traveling in his early years, he encountered an example, a scholar who was born in a polite family. He was lazy and lazy. To get rich, he is the only one who has no fame, and his parents suddenly died of sudden illness. He has no skills and can't take care of the family business. It didn't take long for his family property to be ruined, and he couldn't afford a rich and beautiful wife. A country girl lives as a partner.This woman is an extremely fierce, illiterate daughter of a pig slaughterer. Seeing that her husband is not up to date, she beats and scolds her every day.

When Xian Yu passed by, she heard him crying and complaining, she was curious and went up to ask, only then did she know about the short and miserable life he was talking about.

In fact, there is no misfortune, it is he who has harmed himself.

He has experienced all kinds of things in the world since then, and he has always thought so——

Until he met Gu Rongjing.

When he met a person whose fate was really unfair, even he couldn't help being resentful and aggrieved.

"It's no wonder."

Jiang Wenyun broke the silence, "I heard that the Jade Blood Knife is an ancient weapon, forged by Jin Brahma Shenjun. Back then, this Shenjun was the only one who was qualified to ascend to immortality for thousands of years. It's a pity...but It is said that his light palm is enough to wipe out the ashes of Mount Hua, and it is enough to see the horror of his cultivation. After the Jade Blood Knife fell off the withered wood cliff, it was eroded by the remaining resentment and demonic energy of the gods day and night, and its power was extraordinary. If... ..."

If Gu Rongjing could not wake up after a long sleep, wouldn't it be the Jade Blood Knife?

"Don't worry about that."

Xian Yu raised his head when he heard the words, Zheng Yi smiled, and said with relief: "Although it is an ominous sign, I have already deduced the star position, and Yinghuo will leave the range of Shang star in two days, as long as you get through this safely Just a few days."

That being said, it's no big deal...

Xian Yu was a little top-heavy due to the wind and cold, and his eyelids dropped in relief when he heard this, but just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly thought of the word "An'an'an", and his brows frowned again.

"An'an'an, what does it mean specifically?"

What would happen if Gu Rongjing and Dao merged within these two days, and what would happen if they merged again after these few days?

"As long as these two people don't unite during this period, Gu Rongjing will wake up again when Yingzhuo's astrology shifts away from Shang Xing." Zheng Yi is also aware of his worries, "And after this hour, the Jade Blood Knife can no longer possess him gone."

"I see."

Xian Yu sneered, "...that's a good plan."

No wonder Wen Fei didn't move at all after several days passed.Xian Yu was still wondering at first, but Gu Rongjing was a general to them, the most powerful queen in front of the chess marshal, why did he not hear from Youdu after he left the sea of ​​bitterness, and he was not in a hurry to inquire about him whereabouts.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

It seems that Wen Fei knew that Yinghuo Shouxin is an important node, which can bring the broken knife back together, so he deliberately designed to use Zhao Sheng and Yao Wangxian to lure them into the bait, so as to bring Gu Rongjing to Hell, and serve as a bait for the Jade Blood Knife. It provides perfect conditions for getting back the body and cultivation.

What does it matter if Jade Blood Knife escapes?

Perhaps he had already made up his mind that Gu Rongjing would only choose the only path, just like Huo Xuan back then and him now.

"He puts people under our noses so boldly, he must have a [-]% chance of winning." Xian Yu's eyebrows and eyes showed a little bit of ruthlessness, "The same body, Gu Rongjing was put into the human realm, but the green blood knife is in the human realm." Being tortured in hell, he knows that Jade Blood Knife has always been jealous of Gu Rongjing..."

Because of the injustice, I also hold a grudge against myself.When he gets all his cultivation back, he will be able to get rid of this fate of being controlled by others.

What is more precious than freedom?

Wen Fei has a good grasp of people's hearts and desires. Nine times out of ten, Jade Blood Knife will follow the path he expected, but what awaits him is not freedom, but many traps.Perhaps, the moment he regained his cultivation was the beginning of his real unfreedom and tragedy.

boom--

Xian Yu covered the low pear wood table with one palm, and with a loud noise, a spider web-like crack gradually spread under the palm, and veins stretched out on the back of the hand.

Zheng Yi was terrified when he saw it, "Master..."

Jiang Wenyun stopped him and shook her head.

Zheng Yi was right to care about his master, but she knew better that what Xian Yu wanted now was not comfort, but to vent the anger in her heart.This anger is for Gu Rongjing, but not just for him.

Xian Yu is the proud son of heaven. He never suffered any major setbacks 500 years ago, but now he is being teased and applauded by his once favorite disciple like a cat catching a mouse, and he is inevitably humiliated.

But after venting, Xian Yu will understand, he will understand that anger is futile, only to quickly plan, come up with countermeasures, and give Wen Fei a hard blow is what he should and can do now.

Zheng Yi was anxious, but Jiang Wenyun pulled him back very calmly and shook his head slightly. He gritted his teeth and could only hold back his anger.

After a long time, Xian Yu put his hands back into his sleeves, without any fluctuations in his tone: "Mrs. Jiang, I accidentally caught a cold yesterday, and I have a headache. Do you still have the Qingxin Pill you gave me earlier?"

Jiang Wenyun froze for a moment, she didn't expect him to change the subject so quickly, she took a while to react, took out two or three bottles of pills from the mustard ring and handed them to him.

But handing it over, I can't help worrying.

"Although the medicine is effective, the dosage is also heavy." She could only remind vaguely, "One a day, no more."

In fact, it doesn't matter if you eat two or three pills in moderation, she is just reminding Xian Yu tactfully not to indulge in emotions too much.

Fortunately, Xian Yu is not a stupid person. He nodded and put the medicine into his sleeves, and said to Zheng Yi: "You have asked for divination many times in these years, and it must have hurt a lot of vitality. Madam Jiang is worried about you, and you are also worried about it." You should be more considerate of her, and in the future, such spells will not be used as a last resort...don't use them any more."

These few words, he said sincerely.

Zheng Yi knew that he cared about him, and his heart suddenly warmed up, "Understood, Master."

"Just," he lowered his voice, "how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Xian Yu raised his eyes lukewarmly, and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

Da da.

The percussion sounds a little calm.

He took a deep breath slowly, "...don't worry."

When Xian Yu went back, he saw puffs of black smoke coming out of the chimney of the small kitchen from afar.

Since both Gu Rongjing and Zhao Sheng disappeared, no one opened fire at home.Zheng Shengling and Su Ran wanted to try it, but after cooking the white rice into black coke, they no longer had such an idea.

Cultivators are good at bigu, and eating one or two meals less can also benefit their practice.

In the current small kitchen, no one enters it except him.

Xian Yu raised the curtain and looked in, and saw a dark figure squatting halfway in front of the stove, with the cuffs rolled up, revealing two beautiful and powerful arms.

While covering his mouth and nose to suppress his cough, he frantically stuffed firewood into the stove, but he didn't know what to do. Instead, he smoked a lot of smoke, which made the whole small kitchen smoky.

"Cough-cough-"

Rao Xianyu couldn't stand the smell of smoke, and walked in covering her nose, shocked in her heart but her expression remained unchanged, "...you, what are you doing?"

"?"

Gu Rongjing turned his head, revealing a face that was dirtier and darker than the bottom of a pot, Xian Yu almost didn't recognize it.Hearing this, he was angry and annoyed, aggrieved and dissatisfied, "Didn't you ask me to cook!!"

"..."

Xian Yu looked back and forth between the stove and the stove and the thick smoke in the room, and asked in disbelief, "Are you cooking??"

"Yeah, don't you humans love to eat buns and porridge in the morning?"

Gu Rongjing threw the fire stick to the side, and there was a bang sound. He clapped his hands, lifted the lid of the pot, and led Xian Yu to look, "I specially made two buns for you. How about it? Are you okay?"

"..."

Xian Yu looked at the two flour balls in the pot (meaning that the flour was wetted with water and kneaded into a muddy shape, and a little unwashed shiitake mushrooms and sliced ​​ginger were stuffed into it), and fell silent.

"No, can't you?"

He didn't speak, and Gu Rongjing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and poked the dough ball wonderingly, "I think it's okay, but it's not as good as it looks, in fact, it's no different from your buns in the world."

"This……"

"How about this, Baozi can't, but rice can?"

Gu Rongjing opened another pot, "Look, millet porridge."

In the pot was a piece of cold rice boiled in cold water, with a handful of cut pea skins floating on it, as well as green vegetables that hadn’t been picked, and the ends were stained with mud, which could be seen clearly from a long distance.

Gu Rongjing leaned closer and smelled it, but couldn't smell anything, so he said: "This should not be boiled yet, so we have to wait, wait, wait."

"........."

"This? This doesn't work either?"

Xian Yu's silence already explained the answer, Gu Rongjing curled his lips, and muttered sullenly, "Isn't it like that? I've worked hard... In fact, I can make do with it. In the end, you humans are too hypocritical. In the past, I and When Jin Fanshenjun was in the human world, he happened to meet someone, and those people ate turf with great relish, unlike now..."

Xian Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, for some reason, the bad mood just now was swept away, and now there is only anger and amusedness in her heart, "...I don't cook like this, do you want to eat steamed stuffed buns? Turn off the fire, and then Bring the flour over there, and I'll tell you how to knead the dough and make the stuffing."

His tone was calm and stable, and he felt an indescribable sense of peace of mind. Gu Rongjing uttered an oh, and quickly turned off the fire on the stove, and went to get the flour as he ordered. He scooped up a large bowl with a spoon, Before my hands left the flour vat, I suddenly thought of something.

……its not right.

He is a knife, but not a human being, why should he cook for others?

Gu Rongjing opened his lips slightly, feeling inexplicably annoyed and depressed. This feeling was exactly the same as that night when Xian Yu hacked him unconscious.

It's like being played by someone.

"Hey……"

He threw down the bowl unhappily, and when he turned around, the words suddenly stuck in his throat.

Xian Yu rolled up his cuffs neatly, revealing half of his beautiful forearm. He was wearing a white jade gown with a belt that outlined his slender waist, elegant and gentle with a bit of untouchable elegance.

Xian Yu bent down to lift the lid of the pot, and his long hair was randomly tied up with a hairpin. The broken hair around his ear fell gently with the breeze, but it didn't affect his movements.He took out the few flour balls with long chopsticks, with a focused expression, as if what he was holding was not chopsticks, but a fine brush and ink.

The smoky smell of firewood lingers on the tip of the nose, but it is not so pungent now.

Gu Rongjing was stunned for a long time, and when he touched his heart with his palm, he slowly realized——

It turned out that he would feel so familiar and peaceful with such a plain and quiet scene, because the real Gu Rongjing had already described it thousands of times in his dreams.

[1][1] From Chinese Ancient Astrology/Yinghuo Baidu Encyclopedia.