Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying and the others walked on the mountain path.

Xie Wei chattered about interesting things with several juniors, Qu Xingzhi opened his grape-like eyes, and listened very carefully, and Jun Buyi occasionally showed a little reaction, expressing that he was listening.

Only Zhong Ying played with the eggs given by the villagers, absent-mindedly.

The mountain path was extremely muddy, but when a group of people walked by, not only did the boots not get a little bit of mud, but even the clothes were not wet by the water droplets on the grass blades.

The narrow path gradually became wider, the slippery muddy ground became solid, and the weeds and shrubs growing around were shrouded in mist...

Xuehui Shenjun looked indifferent, Xie Wei and his brother were used to it, Zhong Ying and Zhong Ying didn't care, but the youngest Qu Xingzhi stared at this incredible scene with wide eyes.

The ground is paved with white jade, decorated with spiritual flowers and spiritual stones, and the rich spiritual energy forms a white mist, wrapping around the sleeves of the clothes, Qu Xingzhi raised his head, and saw the colorful spiritual birds and the elves among the flowers standing on the branches together, looking curiously at them. watching them.

"Master..." Qu Xingzhi pulled Laxue back to Shenjun's wide sleeve.

Lord Xuehui glanced casually, and a group of flower elves surrounded Qu Xingzhi, landed on his hair, on his shoulders, and even stopped one of his white and tender palms.

Qu Xingzhi was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he was picked up by Xuehui Shenjun and continued on his way.

Zhong Ying had had enough, stuffed the eggs back into the wicker basket, and looked up.

Looking through the clouds and mist, I saw the mountains and mountains.

There are dangerous, beautiful, majestic and beautiful peaks one after another. The highest Longshou Peak is covered with snow and ice, overlooking the mountains.Qianzhang Waterfall falls from the emerald ridges, snake-like streams wind around the mountains, and blue lakes reflect white clouds and green mountains.

The palace and attic are built according to the mountains and rivers, just like the palace in the sky.

Not only that, there are also large and small islands floating in the sky above the Longshou Mountains. The islands have been occupied, or built with huts, bamboo huts, or enclosed, planting spiritual plants or raising spiritual beasts...

Zhong Ying's eyes reflected this fairyland on earth, and his expression was slightly surprised.

Not because of being shocked by Tai Yizong, but because of...familiarity.

After coming to the mirror world, everything is strange, especially when Zhong Ying looks down from the spirit boat, the feeling is even more profound.

But after coming to Taiyi Sect, he felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.Because, he had seen a similar scene in Yuxin Academy.

During the trial of the Seventh Academy, the seven islands of Yuxin were connected together, and there was a vague outline of the Longshou mountain range of the Taiyi Sect.

However, compared with the magnificence of Taiyi School, Yuxin Academy looks "dilapidated".Like a complete plate, after being broken into countless pieces, it picked up a few relatively complete pieces.

It turns out that not only Yuxin Academy was inherited from Taiyi Sect, but Yuxin Nine Islands were also established on the site of Taiyi Sect?

Zhong Ying fell into deep thought, silently following behind Shenjun Xuehui.

The disciples of Taiyi Sect who saw Xuehui Shenjun were startled and bowed one by one to salute.

"Master."

"God Lord."

"Thank you, Uncle..."

After Shenjun Xuehui left, they got up one by one, very excited: "The master is back! I actually met the master today!"

"What are the identities of those three people behind Master Xie and the others? Are they the disciples of Master Master or Master Xie's disciples?"

"Isn't it the new disciple of the god?"

Xie Wei introduced to her juniors: "It has been thousands of years since the establishment of the Taiyi School. There are tens of thousands of core disciples, hundreds of thousands of inner disciples, and even lesser numbers of outer disciples and handymen..."

"There are three thousand disciples under the master's sect. The senior brother and the second senior sister have joined the master's sect for thousands of years, and they have joined together for a long time. The sect has accepted a bunch of nephews, and the nephews have taken in a bunch of disciples... There are seven or eight generations. Now, we have a very high seniority in the Taiyi Sect, and basically we are ancestors wherever we go, so don't be surprised if you see some white-haired old man kneel down and salute you."

Xie Tan added on the side: "Our master is the founding patriarch of the Taiyi Sect, but he has stepped down as the suzerain a long time ago. Now the suzerain of the Taiyi Sect is our senior brother Qianyuan, but the senior brother has not been there for hundreds of years. It's time to take charge, now our nephew is in charge, although the nephew does not have the name of the suzerain, he has the power of the suzerain."

"..."

Every time Xie Wei sister and brother said a word, Zhong Ying's understanding of the Taiyi School deepened, and he could better understand the status of the Taiyi School in the mortal world of the cultivation world.

Occupy the world's spiritual veins, be admired by the world, and worshiped by all immortals...

This is the power and influence that the sect and family of later generations will never have.

——No wonder Xuehui Shenjun is honored as "Shenjun".

When passing the preaching hall, Xuehui Shenjun gave a pause: "I haven't seen those little guys for a long time." With a turn of footsteps, Xuehui Shenjun stepped into the preaching hall.

A thin old man sat upright on the top of the preaching hall, shaking his head and reading Taoist classics, when he sensed the aura of the god, he was startled, and when he was about to stand up, he was stopped by the god.

Xuehui Shenjun looked back: "You find a place to sit by yourself."

As the disciples of the Shenjun, the Xie Wei sisters, although young, have a very high status in the sect. They did not hesitate to occupy the positions around the Shenjun, and even called Zhong Ying and the other three to come over: "Three juniors, you sit here."

After Zhong Ying and the others took up the futon, Xue turned to Shenjun and asked softly, "Where did you talk?"

The old man stabilized his mind and replied: "Hui Shenjun, I am talking about the third volume of Yunlai Taoism."

Xuehui Shenjun nodded, glanced at the stunned teenagers, and smiled: "Is there anything you don't understand about what I said earlier?"

A teenager stammered.

Xuehui Shenjun listened patiently, and then explained in a gentle voice.

Compared with the old man's overly mysterious and profound explanation, Xuehui Shenjun's explanation is simply enlightening.The excited and shy questions of the teenagers who understood, Xuehui Shenjun answered them one by one with great patience.

When the sun was setting on the western mountain, the teenagers didn't feel tired, they seemed to be full of energy, but Xuehui Shenjun closed the book and stood up: "Today is here."

The teenagers were disappointed, and even the old man sighed.

Xuehui Shenjun said again: "In the next month, I will come to the Temple of Preaching."

On the way to Longshou Mountain, Xuehui Shenjun took Qu Xingzhi's little hand and asked, "Do you understand?"

Qu Xingzhi lowered his head in shame: "...I don't understand."

"It's okay." Xuehui Shenjun said with a smile, "I will talk for another month."

Looking back, Xuehui Shenjun asked Zhong Ying and the two: "What about you?"

Jun Buyi replied: "Understood."

Zhong Ying nodded casually.

Xuehui Shenjun focused on Qu Xingzhi.

Zhong Ying and Jun Buyi sent a voice transmission: "Didn't you learn this a long time ago? Why are you listening so seriously?"

"Shenjun's speech is quite interesting, and I'm learning."

"What's the point of listening to these repetitive things?"

Jun Buyi tilted his head, his lips parted slightly, and his lips said: I will teach you well.

Zhong Ying: "???"

etc!Don't you think you want to make up lessons for me in the mirror world?

Xuehui Shenjun's direct disciples all have the right to occupy a mountain or an island to build a cave, but Zhong Ying and the others are just beginners, so they directly followed Xuehui Shenjun back to Longshou Peak.

Longshou Peak is covered with snow all the year round, Zhong Ying and the two can rely on their cultivation to keep out the cold, but Qu Xingzhi can't, so Xuehui Shenjun added a layer of spiritual power to Qu Xingzhi.

Qu Xingzhi hadn't started to practice yet, he couldn't see the spiritual shield, but he knew that Master cared for him, so he thanked him with a red nose.

Lord Xuehui poked Qu Xingzhi's forehead: "Let me be coquettish for a few days, after a few days you will have to protect yourself from the cold."

Qu Xingzhi nodded his head as if pecking at rice.

Lord Xuehui's smiling eyes fell on Zhong Ying and the two: "You two live in one room, or two?"

I don't know the place well, of course I live with Jun Buyi!

Zhong Ying replied as a matter of course: "One room."

Xuehui Shenjun laughed and teased: "That's right, use spiritual power to keep out the cold, where there is no warmth in your arms, you should live in the Hongluan Palace." After speaking, he pointed to the palace not far away.

Zhong Ying glanced at it: "Why did you choose such a strange name?"

"Oh." Xuehui Shenjun left without looking back, his silver hair almost melted into one in the wind and snow, but his smiling voice clearly reached Zhong Ying's ears, "I just changed my name."

A little spiritual light fell on the gate of the palace, and the words "Qiongzhi Palace" on the plaque became "Hongluan Palace".

Zhong Ying: "...What does he mean?"

Jun Buyi's eyelashes trembled, and he pondered: "It probably means that the red luan star is moving."

Zhong Ying rolled his eyes.

ill!

On the second day, Lord Xuehui led Zhong Ying and the others to the Preaching Hall. The Preaching Hall was almost full, with people of all ages, men, women, and children, and their names were messed up.Those who are too far behind in seniority are directly honored as "God Lord".

When facing Zhong Ying and the other three, he was in trouble and didn't know what to call.

"The disciples in the sect don't know you yet." Xuehui Shenjun thought for a while, and said to his three disciples: "Yesterday, your senior brother Qianyuan told me that his eldest disciple is in retreat, and there will be a period of time before he can leave. Now that the kid is out of customs, I will ask him to help us hold the disciple acceptance ceremony."

Zhong Ying didn't want to formally apprentice at all, and after a vague reply, he changed the subject: "Why didn't you see Senior Sister Xie and the others?"

Shenjun Xuehui replied indifferently: "Perhaps they have heard enough of my nagging and slipped away."

Then he glanced at Zhong Ying and the others: "If you understand everything, you can slip away."

"A disciple will never do such a thing." Qu Xingzhi said firmly in a soft voice, raising his hands.

Zhong Ying's shameful heart moved, and after listening for a while, he sneaked away. Xuehui Shenjun turned a blind eye and did not pursue it.

For the next month, Zhong Ying listened to the beginning every time, and took Jun Buyi to run away, wandering around the sect with Jun Buyi.

Relying on the identity token of Yuxin Academy, they were able to move freely within the Taiyi School.

The Taiyi School is too vast, and the two of them walked around for almost half a month, but they didn't finish the tour.

Unexpectedly, Jun was very interested in the classics in the Taiyi Zongshu Pavilion, so the two squatted in the Library Pavilion for a few days.

When Jun Buyi was leaning against the window lattice and flipping through the classics under the light, Zhong Ying covered his face with the book and fell asleep.Zhong Ying has never been a material for reading books, but Jun Buyi can accompany him to and fro in the Taiyi School, and Zhong Ying can also accompany Jun Buyi to spend time in the empty Library Pavilion.

The bright light fell on the overlapping sleeves of the two people, and the years were quiet.

The book slid down his face and was caught by Zhong Ying. Zhong Ying rubbed his eyes and looked back.

Before he went to bed, Jun didn't realize that there were only two or three classics piled up beside him, but now there are five or six thick stacks piled up beside him.

...With Jun Buyi's ability to never forget his photograph, Zhong Ying has no doubt that he finished watching it in one day.

Zhong Ying stretched his waist, but Jun Buyi raised his eyes and pushed Zhong Ying's hand: "Go for a walk."

"Let's go?" Zhong Ying clasped Jun Buyi's shoulders, laughing, "Put you little elf here, how can I rest assured?"

Unexpectedly: "..."

The classics covered the faces of the two of them, and Jun unexpectedly lowered his head, touched Zhong Ying's lips twice, and then turned his head nonchalantly: "Are you so relieved?"

Zhong Ying touched his face: "Don't worry."

Jun Buyi's eyes are full of stars: "I am also relieved..."

Zhong Ying jumped up, waved to Jun Buyi, rubbed his shoulders, and left Cangshu Pavilion.

He was indeed bored, but after leaving Jun, Zhong Ying suddenly lost interest in the surrounding scenery and wandered around without interest.

Not knowing where he went, Zhong Ying came to a completely unfamiliar valley.

When the sound of water came, Zhong Ying saw a gurgling stream.The stream is so clear that it reaches the waist, and there are wine jugs on a few lotus leaves. The wine is fragrant and attracts swimming fish.

There was a man standing in the stream, wearing the Taoist robe of Taiyi Sect, his waist was immersed in the water, and his long black hair was hanging down, showing off in the running water.

Zhong Ying was slightly stunned, not only did not avoid, but walked away instead.

As he got closer, Zhong Ying noticed that the man was painting, holding a pen with his slender fingers, the tip of the pen was dipped in the stream, and he opened and closed to paint in the air.

He drew a branch of pink lotus, and the stream was filled with green leaf lotus. He drew a boat, which broke through the green leaf and swayed on the water surface. A dragon jumped out from his painting. Can't stand it at all.

The man casually turned the stream into a lake, and the dragon jumped into the lake, and then flew up from the lake, stirring up waves for several feet...

Zhong Ying stared intently.

The man's finger is pinching... the Chunqiu brush.

And the mountain and river rolls were thrown aside casually, floating ups and downs in the water.

Who is this man?Zhong Ying was in a delicate mood, and a thought flashed in his mind.

Just at this time, green leaves and lotus flowers, a boat, and lake dragons disappeared one by one. The man picked up the mountain and river rolls, took a sip of wine, and turned his head to go ashore.

The robe was half wet, and the man simply tore it off, exposing a line of chest.He seemed to have noticed Zhong Ying's arrival long ago, and raised his head indifferently.

This time, Zhong Ying saw his face clearly.

The brows and eyes are sparse, like the breeze and the moon in the bosom.

...The most important thing is that he has a three-point resemblance to Jun Buyisheng.

"Yo~" A wanton smile appeared on the corner of the young man's lips, "Are you a new disciple?"