Shanglin Tiangong.
The floating dream building.
Compared with Wuyu Tower, which has long been empty, and Chunfeng Tower, which has always had few disciples, Fusheng Zuimeng Tower currently has the largest number of people on the third floor. Most of the time, disciples from Fusheng Zuimeng Tower are sent there
The mountain is carrying out tasks, but in the past few days, more and more disciples have received orders to return to the mountain, and the mountain has become lively in an instant.
The disciples of Fusheng Zuimeng Tower are uniformly dressed in white, with jade pendants hanging on their waists. They are beautiful in appearance, and most of them are young people. It is said that this is because of the preference of the owner Bai Jile, but in addition to their outstanding appearance, these disciples have one thing in common, that is
They are all extremely talented people.
"Nowadays, almost all the disciples of Qingmingyuan have been sent to Castlevania, most of the disciples of Qianjiyuan are scattered in the Jianghu, Xingluyuan has been weak in recent years, and Xingxiuyuan lives in seclusion and doesn't care about things on the mountain." Chunfeng Tower.
Above, a woman in black looked at the Fushengzuimeng Tower not far away, and said worriedly, "Now that Bai Ji Le has recalled the disciples in the building, I'm afraid something will happen."
"Ji Luo, where are the people in our building?" Helian Xiyue asked.
Ji Luo shook her head helplessly: "Master, you have not taken care of the affairs in the building these years. The disciples have long since dispersed. How can there be any disciples left."
"Aren't you?" Helian Xiyue asked.
"Including me, there are seven people in total, all on the way back to the mountain." Ji Luo sighed softly, "Master, when I first met, I was attracted by the light on your body, but over the years, why have you changed so much?
How much?"
"The dust dispersed and the light reappeared." Helian Xiyue paused and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Ji Luo hesitated for a moment, and finally blushed slightly: "I can't bear to leave the original poster."
Helian Xiyue shook his head: "Why bother."
Ji Luo suddenly knelt down on one knee, lowered her head and said, "I am brave, but I love the original poster and am willing to chase him all my life!"
Helian Xiyue turned around: "Even though, I'm not me."
Ji Luo was silent for a moment and replied: "The poster has become like this, naturally there is the reason of the poster! I don't want to speculate!"
"Let you go." Helian Xiyue sighed softly, "I want to save you."
Ji Luo was stunned and finally figured out all this. Why have all the disciples from Chunfeng Tower and Wuyu Tower come down the mountain in recent years? Is it because Helian Xiyue and Xie Kanhua had already anticipated what would happen next in Shanglin Tiangong?
It was a fight, and you were afraid of getting them involved, so you did it deliberately?
"I won't go down the mountain!" Ji Luo said firmly.
"Idiot." Helian Xiyue stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to Ji Luo, but before that right hand touched the top of Ji Luo's head, Ji Luo let out a painful cry, and he shook his head,
He took his hand back.
Everyone knows that Helian Xiyue was so powerful that the spring breeze turned everything close to him into dust. He must be extremely powerful.
But only a few people know that this is caused by Helian Xiyue becoming obsessed with martial arts when he was young. No matter how hard he controls it, the power of the spring breeze cannot be completely dissipated, resulting in the inability to have any close contact with people.
, even behaviors like hugging and stroking the head may cause great harm to people.
"Master..." Ji Luo called softly.
"When the time comes, stand behind me." Helian Xiyue turned around and looked at the sky.
In the pavilion on the roof of the building in a dream, Bai Jile was alone, lit an incense stick, and then sat down cross-legged.
I don’t know what material the incense was made of. After only burning for a while, clouds and mist filled the pavilion. Bai Jile closed his eyes and began to meditate for a long time.
In the southernmost place where the clouds and mist are misty, there is a person standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.
"It's almost here."
Shanglin Tiangong and Tianshui Tower.
This is the fourth building of Shanglin Tiangong. It is the place where the great palace masters of all dynasties have gone into retreat. However, Ning Qingcheng, the current great palace master, has been in retreat for almost ten years.
"I wonder what the world under the mountain has become like?" Ning Qingcheng drank the soup in his hand, "Who is number one in the world now?"
"The Heavenly Martial Ranking has not been updated in ten years, and you are still number one on it, Palace Master." The disciple behind him replied.
"Where is Priest Xue?" Ning Qingcheng asked.
"There is still no news. There are rumors in the world that he is dead." The disciple said solemnly.
"Where is the old man, the Spear Saint King?" Ning Qingcheng asked again.
"It is said that he left the mountain and stepped out of the Wang family's courtyard for the first time in so many years. However, he went back very quickly." The disciple said slowly.
"Go to Castlevania? Mo Wen was the one who defeated him?" Ning Qingcheng thought for a while and shook his head, "No, Mo Wen is afraid it's not enough."
"Maybe it's Dao Lord." The disciple said quietly.
"Master Dao is coming down the mountain?" Ning Qingcheng was surprised, "Bai Jile has never told me these things."
"Now Qingmingyuan has all gone to the Castlevania, and the disciples of Qianjiyuan have gone to help. The Xingxiuyuan, together with the seven star officials including the first Xinghe, have also secretly gone down the mountain. However, Fushengzuimenglou has recalled all the disciples
." There was a hint of fear in the disciple's tone, "Palace Master, I'm afraid this day is finally coming."
"Bai Jile." Ning Qingcheng shook his head, "He did all this not for me, let alone for the position of the Grand Master of Shanglin Tiangong."
The disciple frowned: "Then what is he doing in such a big way?"
"He wants the young man with the Book of Immortals to go up the mountain." Ning Qingcheng said in a deep voice, "And he is waiting for the young man here."
"What happens after that?" The disciple was puzzled.
"After that, there is no need to go to Lin Tiangong." Ning Qingcheng smiled.
Although the disciples could not understand the deeper meaning of Ning Qingcheng's words, they at least understood the literal meaning and hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do?"
"I wonder if I should meet Xie Kanhua?" Ning Qingcheng said lightly.
"Near the Nether Prison, there are now disciples from Fushengzuimenglou. Even Helian Xiyue can't enter. If we go, we may be blocked by Bai Ji Le." The disciple replied.
Ning Qingcheng tapped the table gently with his hand and murmured: "Then Helian Xiyue..."
"I'm here." An indifferent voice sounded.
At the door, a dark green robe was flying, and Helian Xiyue had appeared there without knowing when.
"Master Helian, you are not allowed to enter Tianshui Tower without an order!" the disciple shouted.
"Presumptuous." Ning Qingcheng stretched out his hand to stop his disciple, then looked at Helian Xiyue, "Master Helian, we haven't seen each other for about ten years, and you are still as charming as before."
Helian Xiyue looked at Ning Qingcheng and said calmly: "Grand Palace Master, it doesn't look good."
Ning Qingcheng coughed slightly: "Yes, the dying body has been delayed for so many years."
"Nanyulou is very strong." Helian Xiyue said.
Chapter completed!