The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with fire.
The setting sun shines brightly on the courtyard of the small building.
The small wooden table and wine bowl placed on the bed fell to the ground. The only thing between their lips and teeth was the strong and mellow aroma of the wine.
Qin Wuyi, who was half drunk and half awake, still wanted to push him away.
His clothes were half-undressed and he had no energy left, so he lowered his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
Just treat it like a ridiculous dream.
...
But he said it was outside Fenghua Palace.
Chu Yue hurriedly went to the Elder's Hall before it got dark.
In the secret room of the Elder's Hall, there is an ancient library.
Chu Yue's purpose on this trip was to find the martial arts, mental techniques, and secret scriptures suitable for the three hundred Ziyuan disciples based on their habits.
In the secret room, Dean Ji Cang was wiping away the dust from the classical books, while the Sixth Elder drank wine boredly, with a pungent smell of alcohol all over his body.
"Xiaojiu, Fairy Medicine Field, have you given up?"
Ji Cang turned around and asked.
"That's not her style."
The Sixth Elder said in a funny tone: "According to Xiaojiu's temperament, now that she's gone, she has to make a lot of money. She won't stop until she blackmails people to the point of ruining her fortune. A mere 500 million won't be enough for her."
"Sixth Elder, a gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper way. Your words have lost the style of a gentleman." Chu Yue shook her head and said in disappointment.
The Sixth Elder drank freely: "I am just an alcoholic who has accomplished nothing. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am a villain. I cannot be said to be a gentleman."
Chu Yue smiled and took out the book Qin Wuyi had given her before from Shennong's space, which recorded relevant information about Ziyuan's disciples.
Then she took out another book, which she wrote based on many days of observation.
With these two books and the impressions in her mind, she can probably find the most suitable martial arts for Ziyuan's disciples.
"These ancient books and secret martial arts are quite strange. If you are looking for Ziyuan disciples, you can start here." Dean Ji Cang pointed to the left.
"Thanks."
After Chu Yue finished speaking, she put the little fox on the table, placed it under the ancient books, and found a suitable angle to read the ancient books.
The little fox was lying on the table, with black lines all over his face, and his jewel-like purple eyes filled with unspoken sorrow.
"Not to mention, this little guy looks like the Holy Emperor." The Sixth Elder said in surprise.
Little Fox:"......"
"Sixth, don't insult the emperor." Dean Ji Cang said.
The Sixth Elder drank wine and remained silent, but his eyes occasionally drifted towards the little fox, thinking that braised fox meat would be a good dish to go with wine.
Chu Yue flipped through a few pages of the ancient book, then put them aside and frowned.
Dean Ji Cang found another old ancient book and handed it over, "Try this one."
Chu Yue stood on the little fox's body, flipping through a few pages, her eyes brightening, "Swordsmanship, martial arts, and magic. This is a good book."
"Xiaojiu, do you really want them to be born?" asked the Sixth Elder.
"They have been born."
"Didn't you notice?"
The Sixth Elder said: "Ziyuan's disciples have two sides. They combine two extremes into one. They behave very differently when standing in the sun and in the haze. They like you and are well-behaved and sensible in front of you. They
They rely on you as a medium to escape from the land of Ziyuan and appear in the sun. But if you are not around, they cannot become independent. How can you stay with them for a lifetime? This group of disciples were originally defective and abandoned.
People, I don’t want to see them become a burden or a burden to you, what’s the difference between that and defective products?”
Chu Yue flipped through the ancient books, wrote down the words, and after writing the last word, she slowly looked at the Sixth Elder.
"A thousand miles begins with a single step."
Chu Yue said: "They are not defective products, have not been abandoned, nor are they burdens or burdens. They are just like thousands of warriors. They are normal people and have the qualifications to bathe in the sun. It's just that what they are doing now is not very good."
Perfect, but how many perfect people are there in the world? They are all my disciples, and it is my responsibility, not others. Sixth Elder, I don’t want to hear these words again in the future."
The Sixth Elder wanted to speak but stopped.
Dean Ji Cang glanced at him lightly before stopping.
Chu Yue lowered her eyes slightly, and then flipped through ancient martial arts books, seemingly tireless. It was not until the first day of the lunar month, when the sun rose and set at You hour, that she found the three hundred martial arts techniques.
Chu Yue sorted out the three hundred books on martial arts, "Dean, send these to Ziyuan. Each disciple's name is on them. I will go to the pilgrimage tower to watch them listen to music and practice."
"You can go to the Pilgrimage Tower to have a look at the list of disciples who will be competing in the Northern Territory today." Dean Ji Cang said.
Chu Yue nodded, stretched, and walked to the pilgrimage tower with the fox in her arms.
In front of the pilgrimage tower, Xue Yingying looked pale and limped while cleaning the ground with a broom.
When she saw Li Feiran and her former classmates coming, her eyes cleared away the gloom and there was a glimmer of light.
"Junior Brother Li, you have a good time..."
Xue Yingying laughed out loud, but her expression suddenly froze in the next moment.
But when they saw Li Feiran and his party, they passed by her directly, as if they didn't see her, and ran straight towards Chu Yue who walked into the pilgrimage tower.
Li Feiran said: "Disciple Feiran, I have met Elder Ye and thanked him for saving his life yesterday."
"I've made some progress, not bad."
Chu Yue used a young face and spoke in an old-fashioned tone like an elder, but Li Feiran and other disciples did not find it awkward at all.