The bright moon hangs high.

The moonlight is like a stream of silver, falling gently and lightly.

The small figure reflecting the moonlight in front of the window seemed particularly lonely. The moon was particularly bright in the Mid-Autumn Festival. At this time, people were also unable to avoid being influenced by the gentle moonlight and became sentimental. Feng Yi never felt that he was a sentimental person. At this time, the bright moon was bright and the lonely shadow shining on the moon, and he couldn't help but miss the past.

Under the moonlight, the figure is very small and thin.

Since the soul awakens, those two years of experience are not a good memory. A young and weak child has lost the protection of his relatives and struggles to survive. Even if he has mature thinking and wisdom, the pain in it is almost called Feng Yi's despair and collapses.

At first, Feng Yi did not know where his soul was, but only said that he had come to the ancient dynasty of the previous dynasty. Later, he found out that he could not get a familiar dynasty, and he thought it was an unknown universe. His excitement about the novelty and excitement of awakening in ancient times was soon broken by the cold and ruthless reality, leaving only the bitterness and numbness of hard survival.

In the past, I yearned for the ancient fast horses and light furs, and the elegance of the world was like the wind when I was holding a sword, or the lingering love and hatred of the beauty in front of the flowers and the moon. Who knew that I really realized that Feng Yi realized that the most common thing in ancient times was not the beauty I imagined, but more of it was like a life of grass!

Fortunately, the worldly fate is the most difficult to predict.

Feng Yi never thought that his struggling fate would turn around in an instant. It was at this moment that he truly realized what kind of world his soul was.

“——Why, I miss home?”

Suddenly a sound came out. Feng Yi suddenly looked up and realized that there was someone standing in the corridor outside the window. After seeing the person clearly, Feng Yi hurriedly calmed down and respectfully learned to bow and bow respectfully: "Master!" The person who came was wearing purple clothes, with a graceful and noble temperament, and looked about forty years old and majestic. However, he smiled at this time, which made him feel a little more friendly.

This person is the turning point of Feng Yi's fate.

It was his appearance that made Feng Yi truly understand the world he was in. It was just because his background and surname were an extremely important imprint of a world! He was the first real person Shang Zhengliang, a disciple of the 18th generation of Qingyun Sect in Zhongzhou, and the first contemporary real person in Chaoyang Peak! At this time, Feng Yi suddenly realized that his mind almost instantly reflected the nouns such as "one sword Zhu Xian" and "Zhang Xiaofan". Then he realized how lucky he was to be favored by such high-ranking people with a dirty look like a beggar!

"Yizhou Tianfu is full of things and flowers. You have bid farewell to your hometown at a young age. It is common for you to miss me."

Yizhou is west of Zhongzhou, and it is also a place where Feng Yi wakes up.

However, Yizhou is his hometown, but it is not his hometown. The reason behind this is Feng and cannot be told to outsiders. However, when recalling his hometown, it is a fact. He nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

Shang Zhengliang's eyes were soft and said, "You don't need to worry. If you succeed in practicing in the future, it will not take much time for Yizhou to move to the sky and the gods. You can go back to your hometown again." Feng Yi nodded again and replied, "Disciple, I understand, Master."

Shang Zhengliang no longer said much about this, but said in other words: "Where is your senior brother?"

Feng Yi hurriedly said, "Senior Brother is tired from rushing to the road and is already asleep. Please don't blame me for being rude!" He has been in this world for two years, in addition to all kinds of suffering, he has also integrated into the world and learned that such respect for the order of dignity in ancient times.

Shang Zhengliang looked into the room through the window, and he heard a slight and steady breath in his ears. He couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "It's okay, I'm so happy. I just happened to see the window of your room open, so I came over to take a look. At the same time, I want to tell you that this place has arrived in Zhongzhou and will not land on the ground and rest tomorrow, so I have to go back to the mountain to stop. It's late at night, so you can rest soon."

After saying that, Shang Zhengliang did not stop, and walked behind his back with his hands on his back.

Feng Yi hurriedly bowed: "Give me a gift to Master!"

When he left, Feng Yi got up and looked at the night sky. The silver moon was bright, just like his hometown. After a long time, Feng Yi sighed silently in his heart, both for the past and this life, but finally let it go. His eyes gradually became clear and bright. Although the master was old-fashioned and majestic, he was mostly serious in front of his disciples, but with him, it was finally reassuring.

The Qingyun Mountain that is about to arrive also made Feng Yi full of expectations.

"Where I am at peace is my hometown - Qingyun Mountain, it will be this world where I settle down." Feng Yi said silently in his heart, but he used a questioning tone. He obviously knew the answer.

——

In the sky, a stream of light quietly passed away.

That was Shang Zhengliang Yu sent the Immortal Sword, and returned to Qingyun Mountain with two disciples who had just joined the sect. Feng Yi was young and thin, and was placed in the middle of the Immortal Sword. Although he was no longer flying with the sword, he looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds under his feet, and swept back quickly, and brought a long white mark under the airflow. Such a spectacular scene still made Feng Yi feel excited and difficult to calm down.

The wind was strong above the nine heavens, but there was a true energy barrier under the Liangbu of Master Shang Zheng. When the wind passed through the barrier, it only had soft power left when it fell on Feng Yi. He gently touched the fairy sword under his body, and his eyes couldn't help but show his magical communication. He didn't know when he would have such a magic weapon!

This sword is called "Shenque". The sword style is simple and heavy, and it is grand and grand. Even if Feng Yi has ordinary eyesight, he can see that this sword is extraordinary. He is equipped with a magic weapon of the immortal family. After Shang Zhengliang stood in the fairy sword, his expression was calm and calm and demeanor. The immortal sword was both stable and as fast as lightning under his command.

Another man sat cross-legged in front of Feng Yi, and was Xu Ming, a senior brother who was valued by Shang Zhengliang and was valued by him. This year, twelve years ago, slightly longer than him at this time. Xu Ming was born in the Shun'an Hero family. Although the two lived in the same city, they had never had any interaction before. After a few days of getting along, Feng Yi also understood the temperament of this young senior brother. Apart from some bad habits developed by the wealthy family, he was actually an easy-going person with no complicated thoughts.

"Master," Xu Ming said, "How long will it take for us Qingyun Mountain to arrive?"

Although the two of them didn't need to rush on their own, flying in the sky for most of the day also made the younger two feel tired.

"Hahaha," Shang Zhengliang smiled and stroked his beard, "Don't worry, isn't this coming?"

What is in heaven is not empty.

The two were led by their master and had been flying over the clouds for a long time. When they looked up, they saw thick clouds under their feet. They could only see the clear and ethereal blue sky.

Xu Ming looked around and said annoyedly: "It's all clouds and mists. Master, how do you know where we are?"

Feng Yi was also confused. Unexpectedly, before Xu Ming finished speaking, the immortal sword "Shenque" penetrated through the clouds and mist in front of him, and suddenly penetrated out of it. The two of them suddenly became clear, and the whole world was revealed in front of them again. The earth was vast, the mountains and rivers were towering, and the majestic natural wonder attracted the eyes of the two of them.

In front of them, a towering mountain range was like a sleeping dragon in ancient times, lying quietly and majestic. Looking at the sight, the peaks were undulating and endless. The forests were filled with forests, the waterfalls were turbulent, and rare birds and beasts were not included. Between the faint white clouds, the auspicious cranes roared, and three or two flew leisurely. Among them, there were seven strange peaks protruding, towering into the clouds, and the clouds were surrounded like garland, and they were only at the hillside. The scenery was majestic and steep, and the world was famous!

Feng Yi was greedy for the scenery and couldn't help but get fascinated, and couldn't help but hold his breath.

After a while, I exhaled with a sigh.

"What a beautiful scenery~," Xu Ming said, "Master, is this Qingyun Mountain?"

Feng Yi also looked at his master, and saw Shang Zhengliang nodding and smiled and said, "Yes, this is Qingyun - we are home." Xu Ming cheered when he heard this, and Feng Yi couldn't help but smile, looking at the seven peaks and became excited.

The seven veins of Qingyun!

That's where all the legends begin!

The seven Qingyun veins have their own heritage and rarely move around on weekdays. Shang Zhengliang is the first Chaoyang Peak, and he will never go to the other peaks at will. Before the two of them could see it, Shang Zhengliang slightly adjusted his direction and went straight to Chaoyang Peak, the easternmost.

This peak is the first to rise to Chaoyang every day, and he got its name. When it approaches, Feng Yi discovered that Chaoyang Peak is not straight up. In addition to the main peak, it is tall and far away, there are three Pufengshangs next to it, located in the east, south and west of the main peak.

The sword-controlling god was already extremely fast, and Feng Yi had only had time to see the dense pine forests on Chaoyang Peak and the pavilions hidden among the pine trees. In a blink of an eye, Master Shang Zhengliang had already mastered the fairy sword and fell from the clouds.

The flowing light dissipated, and three people appeared on the top of the main peak.

This is the top "Tai Chi Ping" of the main peak "Chaoyang", which is an extremely open platform with flat stone slabs throughout. In the middle is a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern with distinct black and white. The outer ring is engraved with Bagua figures in directions, and outside are majestic divine birds and beasts.

On the north side of Taijiping, there is a hall located on the terrain of a few feet altitude. Although the hall does not have the prosperity of carved beams and painted pillars, it also has flying eaves and corners, giant woods and beams, built in a regular and solemn manner, simple and majestic way! Especially the terrain of this hall is high and located at the top of the main peak. The clouds are far away from the mountain. It looks like it is located in the Yun'an Palace, which is fascinating and shocking!

"Okay, so awesome!" Xu Ming murmured.

Feng Yi couldn't control the shock and nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's so spectacular!"

"Hey? Master - where did your sword go?"

Xu Ming turned around and saw Shang Zhengliang staring at the two of them with a smile. The immortal sword "Shenque" that once carried them from Yizhou was gone. Feng Yi was also surprised, but he was more mature and had experienced two years of hardships, not as straightforward as Xu Ming.

Sure enough, Shang Zhengliang reached out and knocked him on the head. After Xu Ming said "Ouch", he said proudly: "Don't care too much about things you shouldn't care about - the magic weapon of your teacher has long been refined, so he has been taken to the dantian Qihai. Let's go, come with your teacher."

After saying that, he took the lead and headed towards the main hall.

The two hurriedly followed, and Feng Yi looked at the master's back thoughtfully - although he was reproachful, he still explained it to us. Unexpectedly, the master was serious and gentle and kind inside.

There was already someone on Tai Chi Ping.

They were wearing blue or white Taoist robes, and they all had a transcendent temperament that no one could have seen at the foot of the mountain. They had already seen it when Shang Zhengliang fell, and they all saluted one after another. Shang Zhengliang had a stern face and looked like a strict teacher. He nodded at them "well" and left.

As soon as I walked past Tai Chi Ping, two rays of light shone in the sky, and after falling, they showed their two.

Among the two, one man and one woman were wearing a wide gray cloth robe and a bun slanted, which looked a little unkempt. The woman looked pretty and dressed in a blue robe with a charming look, but her serious expression added a bit of distantness.
Chapter completed!