Yun Jianyue and Song Changxi walked towards the distance. The two Taoist geniuses stood side by side. Many people looked at them, but Song Changxi knew very well that he was not qualified to stand side by side with the Taoist double wall in front of him.
, so after walking a few steps, he stopped and gave up half of his body to show his respect for Yun Jianyue in front of him.
"That doesn't have to be the case."
Yun Jianyue did not turn her head, but said to herself: "Practice well and practice well. If your Taoism is unimpeded, you will one day stand at the top."
Song Changxi did not rush to answer this question. Instead, he looked at Yun Jianyue and asked, "I heard that Senior Sister Ye is at a higher level?"
Being from the same lineage of Taoism, it is natural to be called such a person, but for some unknown reason, Song Changxi never called Yunjian Yue this way.
Mentioning that woman, there was a visible smile on Yun Jianyue's face. It came from deep in her heart. Everyone in Chixinguan knew that Senior Brother Yun had unabashed feelings for Senior Sister Ye.
Love, but outside of the infatuation view, not many people know about it.
"She entered the Taoist sect before me, and her talent is no worse than mine. She is naturally at a higher level."
Yun Jianyue was very calm and did not find it difficult to talk about this kind of thing at all.
Just...what's so hard to say about the fact that the woman you like has a higher level and is more powerful than you?
Song Changxi understood the weight of these words very well, and knew what it meant for a proud person like Yun Jianyue to say such words, so he was silent for a moment.
Yun Jianyue glanced at Song Changxi and realized that this man must have thought wrong, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't say anything.
Song Changxi quickly came to his senses and said, "One day I will catch up with you."
Yun Jianyue said: "It is more important to go for a walk and take a look than to stay in the mountains."
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A group of young monks walked towards the depths of the Daming Peak. Deeper there, there was a white mist lying in front of them.
This is the real entrance to ancient ruins.
There are many secrets about history in it, which are what every monk in the sect wants to know. Almost everyone is afraid of the unknown at first, and then they eagerly want to know the answer, know the history, and master it.
History, even using history, these are what they want to do.
"If you can't hold on, the best choice is to go back the way you came. I can't give you any other advice. I can only wish you good luck."
The visitor from afar stood in front of this real white mist, said a few words briefly, and then moved away.
Those elixirs have been distributed a long time ago, and all the things that need to be said have been said, and the tourists from far away are not going to talk nonsense anymore.
The young monks began to walk towards the white mist with anticipation. Some were so anxious that they even jogged a few steps. The entrance was huge, and there was no sense of crowding.
Many people turned their heads and glanced at their elders. With the elders' diligent encouragement, they walked forward.
Soon it was submerged in the white mist.
Yun Jianyue walked towards Chen Chao and stood beside him.
Chen Chao glanced at him with some confusion.
Yun Jianyue said calmly: "When I took action before, it seemed very rash, but actually I wanted to tell them that you are not easy to mess with."
Chen Chao didn't have any troubled expression, he just said matter-of-factly: "If these people all come to trouble me, although I'm not afraid of trouble, I can't kill them all, so the best choice is to let them
Stay away from me to avoid trouble."
If others had said such things, Yun Jianyue would have scoffed, but when Chen Chao said this, he nodded appreciatively, "If they come to cause trouble for you, of course it is unwise."
In ancient ruins where cultivation base cannot be used, warriors like Chen Chao have an advantage.
Chen Chao said: "It seems like you really want to cause trouble for me inside."
Yun Jianyue smiled and said: "Song Changxi told me something before, and I think it makes sense."
"Please say."
Chen Chao looked at Yun Jianyue in front of him. There was no disgust in his eyes. He knew before that a true genius would never look down upon other people in the world like those ordinary monks.
"If we encounter one, we will naturally have a fight."
After Yun Jianyue said this, she walked forward without waiting for Chen Chao's reply. Soon, a young monk stepped out of the way and protected him like stars over the moon.
Seeing this behavior, Chen Chao sighed for no reason, feeling a little lonely for no reason.
Although he was alone many years ago, and lived this person's life for many years, after going to the divine capital, he didn't seem to like this feeling anymore.
But he still had to keep it in his heart if he didn't like it. Chen Chao glanced at the broken knife at his waist and walked forward.
He actually felt a little emotional, because it was indeed not his first time visiting this place, but he also didn't want it to be his last time.
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After eating a meal of bacon and drinking five large bowls of chicken soup, the dean picked his teeth and said with some dissatisfaction: "There is nothing wrong with frying bacon and green peppers together, but how can you not add garlic sprouts? The chicken soup needs to be simmered for a long time, really.
Do you think I’m an old man and my teeth can’t bite anything like this?”
The woman had never been spoken to harshly in these years, and now she was suddenly criticized for the bad food. She felt aggrieved for a moment, and her eyes were filled with mist, but when she thought of the man in front of her, she felt aggrieved.
He was the teacher of his own man, so he held it back.
The dean glanced at the woman, with some admiration in his eyes, "Although women are indeed softer in temperament, it is naturally best not to have such a thing as crying at every turn."
The woman nodded silently, but didn't know what to say.
The dean said: "Aren't you just worried that this guy won't want you in the future? But there's no need to worry. Although this guy almost had a good marriage at the beginning, it was the first time after all. Now that he has married you, he must have a good relationship with you.
Live a good life, but you are still too fat and need to lose weight."
Listening to the dean's words about the past, Zhou Gouqi looked a little unhappy, but his eyes were full of nostalgia. That good marriage was really good.
The dean saw the nostalgic look in his eyes, patted his head dissatisfiedly, and said angrily: "I've eaten my meal, I'm leaving, will you follow me back to Shendu?!"
Zhou Gouqi shook his head, pointed at the woman, and said: "She is just a country woman. She can't get used to living in the capital of God. Why bother?"
The dean naturally knew that the disciple in front of him was just making excuses, so his face became a little ugly, and he cursed: "If you don't want to go, you don't want to go. You traitor, I taught you for nothing!"
Zhou Wolfberry said bravely: "The teacher got what he wanted and received a little junior sister. That is naturally a blessing. I and other disciples are useless and have embarrassed the teacher."
The dean looked at Zhou Gouqi and said displeasedly: "Do you think that junior sister of yours is a gas-saving lamp? She doesn't want to read a good book, but she chooses to be a sword cultivator. I don't know when she will go to the north to fight.
Fan, just like that guy, even if she stays in the divine capital, leaving the academy to her is nothing more than two extremes."
Zhou Gouqi smiled and said: "Junior sister has a great spirit. I knew it when I first met her."
"Hindsight."
The dean raised his head and looked towards the opposite side with an expressionless face. The courtyard door was not closed, and they were in the courtyard again. At this glance, they could naturally see the closed door of the small courtyard opposite.
Zhou Gouqi followed his teacher's gaze and said quietly: "Back then, the old Qi practitioner woman came to trouble this boy and demolished his house. Later, the disciples spent money to help him repair it. The teacher saw him again.
, remember to help the disciples ask for some money..."
Hearing this, the woman felt a little painful. At that time, when Zhou Gouqi said that she wanted to use the money to help the boy opposite to repair the house, she was actually reluctant. The boy was good, but how could he look at it?
You shouldn't have to help like this, not to mention, there's no telling whether that kid will come back or not.
If you spend money to help this little guy repair his house now, you may not even spend it in vain in the future.
That's a lot of money.
The dean sneered, too lazy to pay attention to this man's nonsense. Instead, he thought about it and then said: "You can continue to investigate the matter you are investigating. In fact, I shouldn't come to you. Although I have been very careful, but
There’s no guarantee that I don’t have eyes.”
Hearing this, Zhou Gouqi's eyes widened.
What does it mean to be very careful?
You, the old man, walked in swaggeringly. Is this very cautious?
The dean looked at his expression and raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any objections?"
Zhou Gouqi shook his head hurriedly.
"There are many ghosts in the imperial court, but you want to attack the biggest one. When the time comes, you will really shake up the world. In fact, I am a little worried."
The dean sighed and said: "Why the hell did I accept so many disciples in the first place, two of them each, who made me worry less?!"
Even he never thought that he wanted to imitate the Confucian saint and accept seventy-two disciples, but he did not expect that among these seventy-two disciples, there were many weird ones.
The guy who insists on being a swordsman and fights in the north is like this, and the guy who insists on doing it here is also like this.
Zhou Gouqi rubbed his brows and said softly: "No matter what, revenge must be avenged. Doesn't the teacher also say that a gentleman takes revenge, and it is never too late in ten years?"
The dean scolded: "I get angry when I talk about this. Back in the academy, you were a kid who loved to misinterpret saints' classics. Why would you die if you heard the Tao in the morning? What did you say back then?" Zhou Gouqi said weakly.
: "If I know the way to your house in the morning, you will die in the evening."
The dean suppressed his anger and continued: "If a gentleman is not serious, then he is not powerful?"
"A gentleman needs to be aggressive, otherwise he will not be able to establish prestige."
"Learning without thinking is a waste, thinking without learning is a disaster?"
"If you learn my martial arts but not my thoughts, you will be confused. If you learn my thoughts but not my martial arts, you will be beaten to death."
The dean's face was expressionless.
Zhou Gouqi said in a low voice: "Maybe that was what the saint meant at the time, but it was just misinformed?"
The dean sneered a few times, "I really should have passed on the position of dean to you!"
Zhou Wolfberry remained silent.
Even if he is really stupid, he still knows that his husband is speaking sarcastically at this moment.
The dean stood up, intending to leave.
Zhou Gouqi quickly stood up to see him off.
The dean came to the door, glanced at the woman, smiled and said, "Don't worry."
It seemed like he didn't say a lot, but he seemed to have said a lot.
The woman felt inexplicably relieved.
Zhou Wolfberry sent the dean out.
Then he turned back and closed the courtyard door.
The woman then lowered her voice and asked, "Is my cooking really so unpalatable?"
Zhou Gouqi frowned and said, "What are you doing listening to him fart?!"
After saying this, he looked nervously at the door, fearing that the teacher who had left would break in again.
Seeing her man like this, the woman felt a little funny, but actually she felt a little happy.
Which woman in the world doesn’t want to be protected by her husband?
But neither of them noticed that on the opposite roof, the dean stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the couple opposite, with a smile on his face.
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Walking into the place full of white mist again, a sense of familiarity hit his face. Naturally, Chen Chao would not say that he missed this feeling. He was brought here and experienced so much. Those are painful memories.
He would rather not have experienced it, but since he has experienced it, he can't say anything.
Looking at the scene several feet in front of him, Chen Chao silently took out the broken knife from his waist, held it in his hand, then took out a cloth bag that had been prepared long ago, picked up a lot of gravel on the ground, threw it into the bag, and then
Then he tied the cloth bag around his waist and walked forward.
These preparations could have been made before coming in, but he didn't want to be too ostentatious.
There is no difference from a few years ago.
The ancient ruins in front of him were still shrouded in thick fog, and he could still only see the scenery a few feet in front of him. Moreover, Chen Chao understood a truth. No matter whether they were advanced monks or ordinary people, they would not be able to see anything in this ruins.
No matter what the difference, they are all the same.
Chen Chao thought for a while, thought about the road he took a few years ago, and then turned around and walked that way.
This ancient ruins is very desolate. There are no trees around, only some very hard ground. As for the living creatures, there are no living creatures.
After walking for about half an hour, Chen Chao stopped in front of a tree stump.
The tree stump is huge, and by counting the growth rings on it, you can tell that the tree is at least hundreds of years old.
It was just cut off many years ago.
Don't know who it is.
Chen Chao looked at the familiar tree stump and was silent for a while to make sure he was right. Then he bent down and started digging a place next to the tree stump with the broken knife in his hand.
After a moment, something appeared before his eyes.
It was a simple little tripod.
One of the artifacts he found there back then was this small tripod, but he didn't dare to take it with him.
The whole body of the small tripod is green, with many ancient patterns on it... No, those are not patterns, but words.
Those are ancient writings, just like the Sanskrit that came from the Buddha's land, they are ancient writings, but those Sanskrits are still understood by people today, but I am afraid that no one can understand this ancient writing.
Chen Chao remained silent, put it away, and then continued walking in the intended direction.
Only a moment later, Chen Chao stopped because he saw a corpse in front of him.
A decomposed corpse.
He must have been dead for several months.
His appearance was also unclear.
But judging from his body shape, he should be a teenager.
Chen Chao looked at the corpse and was silent for a long time.
Because he remembered another young man.
This chapter has been completed!