Sword cuts mountains and rivers

It's not that Ye Wanqing has never been praised for her good looks, but it's the first time she's been so straightforward, saying that she likes him as soon as she sees him, which is frivolous.

His eyelids drooped and he didn't respond. The chattering teenagers not far away were stunned, almost shocked by Xue Lan's thick skin.

"My God, does Xue Lan know what is written on her face?"

"Is this serious?"

"Beware of being beaten."

Xue Lan didn't say anything, and added more firewood to the firewood pile.The two guards looked at each other, wondering if they should stop them, because they liked their young master, and the young master didn't give orders, and this kid didn't do anything.

The two guards did not move at last.

"Hey, Xue Lan, come here, people don't want to see you, what are you doing?"

Someone was calling the young man's name, Xue Lan didn't move, just answered casually, and stayed beside Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing could feel the presence of the people around him. Unlike the guards who would hide their aura, the young man's aura was more obvious, and he could hear the subtle movements of the other party's movements.

It was still raining outside, and Ye Wanqing fell asleep slowly. He slept until the next day, and there was no one in the ruined temple the next day, and he wore an extra robe.

The guard came back after picking up firewood, and said to him, "They left before dawn. The clothes were left by that young man. We didn't take them off because we were afraid of waking up the prince."

It's a bit mysterious to say, I don't know when the young man put his clothes on their eldest son.

The black robe covering Ye Wanqing's body was stained with the fragrance of plants and trees, with some dark patterns on it, and the simple word "Lan" was embroidered on the back of the skirt.

Ye Wanqing stood up, with no expression on his face, glanced at the firewood that had just been extinguished not far away, and threw his robe to the guard beside him.

"How did the investigation I asked you go?"

Guard: "The subordinates have already ordered people to go, and the few people that the son asked to check are still alive now, and they are staying in their original places. The past few years have been pretty good."

"As for the few disciples from Jiannan Villa in the past few years, Hecheng went to Fuguang, Xiao Buyi admitted to the Xiao family, and they were in Fenglai with Shen Que."

"One more thing... Cen You and Nie Hongyu are also in Fenglai."

Fenglai is a famous sword sect, and more candidates are here because Fenglai tends to ascend by chance, like Fuguang, most of them are envoys who kill evil after they come out. As for Tianxue, Tianxue is headed by killing evil.

It seems that everyone is here, and it is really lively.

Ye Wanqing got into the carriage, and the rest of the journey went very smoothly. The day he arrived in Fenglai was sunny and sunny, and there were many disciples who came.

The guard bid him farewell: "My lord, my subordinates can only be sent here. Feng Lai prohibits non-disciples from entering. Next, my subordinates will be in a nearby city. There is one day a month for bathing. If you have something to do, you can do it on that day Contact your subordinates every day."

"If there is an urgent matter in Fenglai, the prince can also send a voice transmission to his subordinates."

Ye Wanqing wrote them down one by one, he bid farewell to the guards, his luggage was in the storage bag, and he stepped into Fenglai standing thousands of feet above.

The stone steps seem to have no end, and the clouds are misty. This is one of the four great immortal sects, and the main focus is on sword cultivation, and all the sword-practicing geniuses from all over Kyushu come here.

Ye Wanqing was guided by the boundary marker, he had to get his token first.Many disciples stopped in front of the boundary marker, he glanced at it casually, and there was Xiao Junlan's handwriting on the boundary marker.

"I heard that this is the word that Elder Feng Lai specially asked Xiaojianshen to mention. Not only is Xiaojianshen's cultivation base heaven-defying, but the handwriting is also so beautiful."

"I came to Fenglai just to become someone like Xiaojianshen."

"Think about it, it is said that Xiao Jianshen has stepped through the Ninth Heaven Realm, and he is only a thought away from ascension, as long as he thinks."

"Then why does he still stay in the mortal world?"

"Naturally, it is for the sake of the common people. He wants to protect the world and will stay to protect the mountains and rivers for us."

Ye Wanqing took a glance and looked away. He followed the guidance to the place where the badge was collected, and heard a familiar voice, with a bit of indifference.

"You don't have to thank me, brother, you are so good-looking, it's only natural for me to help you."

Ye Wanqing raised her head, facing a handsome face with scars, last time in the ruined temple she still praised him for his good looks, and today she praised others again, it seems that he was careless.

It's completely different from Xiaojunlan.

He completely dispelled his doubts in his heart, and when he met the boy's dark eyes like thick ink, there was a slight smile in the boy's eyes.

The scar should be scary. I don't know if the other party's voice is too nice, or the gentleness of the smile dilutes the scar. The boy who was praised by Xue Lan turned red and stuttered, not knowing what to say.

Xue Lan handed over the token and left. Feng Lai's disciple robes were white or black, with mask patterns on the cuffs. The black color was very suitable for this person.

"Junior Brother Ji," Xue Lan looked at him, there was no surprise or familiarity in his eyes, as if he had already forgotten him, his voice was low and gentle, "Young Master is very good-looking."

Ye Wanqing knew this time, this person praised everyone he met, he must be one of them, the other party didn't delay long, and quickly gave him the token.

"There are a lot of outer disciples coming this year, and there are not enough empty yards now. The junior disciples and the new disciples afterward have to go to the beds that were vacated last time."

Four disciples lived in one courtyard, and Fenglai's accommodation conditions were considered very ordinary. Ye Wanqing didn't respond, and didn't take this episode to heart.

He took his token and went to the courtyard. There were already people in the three beds, and all three of them were disciples a year older than him.

It stands to reason that most of the disciples who can enter Fenglai have already learned bigu, and they can even learn basic spells.

Ye Wanqing was different, he came in through the back door, originally Jiang Yueji wanted him to worship under Elder Fenglai directly, but he refused.

Then his body can't adapt, and it won't do him any good to overthrow the seedlings.

Ye Wanqing then went to Jiange and Fengli to look around. He has not yet learned how to use spiritual power. The spiritual root of this body is very ordinary, even weak, and it is completely different from his previous body that could easily condense spiritual power. different.

He is already very content, at least he has a fairy fate, although it is small, but now he is in Fenglai, there are still many unknown possibilities.

After such a toss, Ye Wanqing was very tired when he returned to the yard. Now he can't figure out the cleansing technique and needs to boil hot water to take a bath.

He was born as a slave, after all, he was not a noble young master, and he didn't feel unaccustomed to having no one to serve him.Fenglai has many disciples from rich and noble backgrounds, there was a precedent for one person cultivating immortals and his whole family to follow, so Fenglai has an iron rule that he is not allowed to bring any family servants.

It is not allowed to bring family servants, but it is still possible to arrange disciples to follow in.Ye Wanqing was no exception, his mother had put seven or eight followers in for him at first, but after all he said, he only wanted two.

Because he wanted to take a bath, he also dismissed the two.

The water room in the yard is a separate room, which is almost used to store sundries. There are some student robes to dry. Ye Wanqing is by the tub, and he has taken off all his clothes.

He couldn't see his back, and he didn't know that when his back got wet, the snow orchid plant on his back would emerge, looking extremely cold, like blooming on a butterfly bone, and extremely alluring.

Sitting in the bathtub, trying to condense the spiritual power with the fingertips, only a little can be condensed, and then the tendons seem to be hardened, and they can't be released no matter what.

"Have we postponed our training next month?"

"It seems to be because of the new disciples. Hey, I heard that the new disciples of this class also have a son."

"It's...then who...the rumored child left by the sword ancestor in the world."

"Really? Shouldn't that be a peerless genius?"

"Xue Lan, do you think so?"

Ye Wanqing heard the voice getting closer, he frowned slightly, and heard a young man named Xue Lan answer in a low voice, not participating in the conversation of the few people.

In front of people, he is obviously cheerful and undisciplined, but behind others, he seems reserved and talkative.

Ye Wanqing wasn't going to take a bath anymore, just in case he came in and bumped into him later, the moment he got up and got out of the tub, a gust of cold wind blew in, and a cold white slender hand pushed the door open.

He and Xue Lan who entered the door met their eyes.

The other party was neatly dressed, he □□.

Xue Lan was a little surprised, so she closed the door behind her and looked Ye Wanqing up and down.

"...Junior brother?" Forgot the name.

The boy had just finished taking a bath, his thick eyebrows were still full of moisture, his whole body was as white as clear cold jade, or as soft as silk, his calves were smooth, and he was about to step out of the tub.

"Have we met somewhere?"

Ye Wanqing didn't know if this person was teasing him or if he really had a bad memory. The other party spoke gently and softly. She only asked this question, and she quickly realized it.

"Are you new here?"

The calf splashed in the tub, and the other party didn't seem to think that his sizing up was impolite. He was inexplicably agitated, and opened his mouth coldly.

"go out."

Xue Lan turned around and was about to go out when the voices of several disciples came from outside.

"Xue Lan, what are you doing in there?"

Ye Wanqing saw that someone was about to open the door, so he immediately stopped him, and he retreated into the bathtub.

"stop."

As Xue Lan turned around, Ye Wanqing realized that the place blocked by the wall behind was a small bookshelf, and several teenagers turned it into a small library.

"Master, do you need help?"

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips were tense. He hadn't interacted with his peers for a long time. For some reason, when he looked into the eyes of the other party, he always felt that the other party seemed to be teasing him.

But obviously not.

"Why are they waiting outside...can you let them go first."

When the person left, let Xue Lan get out too.

Xue Lan has a nice voice and speaks in a good manner, "Our classics are all here, and we will go to Jiange for class the next day."

"Then you go out first, I want to get dressed."

Xue Lan didn't seem to understand, "Why does junior brother take a bath here? I think the cleansing technique is not clean?"

This kind of questioning made people feel disgusted, but Ye Wanqing's heart was inexplicably ignited, he couldn't say that he was not talented enough to use cleansing skills.

"none of your business."

Ye Wanqing erected the small thorn on his body, the person he stabbed was not angry, Xue Lan said something to the disciples outside in a low voice, and then went out by herself.

He quickly changed his clothes, and then entered the room. As soon as he entered, the two teenagers looked at him.

Xue Lan was reading the classics by the bed, but he didn't look at him. He glanced at them by the way. Xue Lan was not reading medical classics, but about practicing swords.

"Hello... are you the new junior brother?"

The two disciples all looked straight. Ye Wanqing had just finished taking a bath, and a piece of white jade-like arm was exposed. It's the eyes, with a gloomy introversion.

Ye Wanqing nodded, and the two disciples introduced each other.

"My name is Jiang Tong, and his name is Song Bili."

Xue Lan seemed to be angry because of what happened just now, and ignored him.

At night, Ye Wanqing was lying on the bed, Fenglai was built on top of the mountains, the daytime was mild, and the temperature dropped sharply at night, which was comparable to the snowy weather in Jingzhou.

At night, the note beside his bed lit up, it was a message from the guard.

He told him not to be brave at the beginning, and he would send two disciples to follow him if he had something to do.

After Ye Wanqing finished reading it, the note was burned and turned into a wisp of fly ash.