It’s hard to die. In Chang'an City, people with only two floors dare to say this, and they are indeed qualified to say this.

Yan Se watched the boy struggle on the ground until he fainted, and became interested in the boy. Suddenly, he thought of something. If Ye Qi hadn't called him to come and have a look tonight, even if the Suzaku had a nameless fire, as long as there was no problem with the God of Shocking Formation, he might be too lazy to come.

"Don't tell me, the successor you are looking for for me is him."

Ye Qi said directly: "Yes."

Yan Se said angrily: "Are you messing around?"

"The Master is not here now. When he goes up to the second floor, he will be the teacher to learn the Tao. There will be no conflict. By the way, his name is Ning Que."

Yan Se was about to throw her sleeves away, but when she heard the words Ning Que, she asked, "The boy in the front yard who wrote down the chicken soup?"

"Do you want it?"

"I had already fallen in love with him early, but the investigation from the South Gate and the Military Department showed that he could not practice. After tonight, the black umbrella reshaped the snow-capped mountains for him. He could practice, why not?"

Ye Qi said: "The Master probably won't go back to the academy in a short time. You can wait a few more days. The details of the matter tonight need to be hidden. Zhuque woke up. Why did he wake up? This is not a trivial matter."

"Okay, I will put the South Gate down for this matter."

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In Youge, Wei Guangming looked at the stone window on the cage wall. He stood up suddenly while sitting upright on the ground. He guessed some reason. He looked at the wooden railing again and sighed leisurely.

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The morning sun is about to break through the East Mountain, and Chang'an City is still in the night, and the starry sea in the night sky is still flashing with light and looking coldly at the world.

Ning Que opened his eyes and felt the indescribable pain in his body. He looked in the direction of Lin 47 Alley and did not find the Mu Jian. Perhaps the Mu Jian had been burned last night. He picked up the big black umbrella and walked towards the south gate of Zhuque.

The power of the big black umbrella reshaped the snow mountain for him, but did not repair his body seriously injured by the Suzaku Fire. He killed many people and experienced many life and deaths that ordinary people could not imagine. He knew that he was about to die, and he would still die when he returned to Lao Bizhai to face Sangsang. Now the only one who could save him was the academy.

...

The rising sun rose, and the clouds coiled between the cliffs of the back mountain turned into purple-red clouds. Several wild eagles were screaming among the strange rocks on the cliffs. A lot of dew condensed on the broad leaves on a small tree, but because of the rising sun, the dew became a little red, just like the wine of the Yuelun Country that had been mixed with water.

In the cliff cave, Ye Qi looked at the wooden sword, and the mind power in the sea of ​​consciousness was poured on the wooden sword. The wooden sword flew lightly like a small sparrow in the cave, leaving several holy turbulent flows at the break.

When he returned to the back mountain last night, he brought Mu Jian to the cliff cave. As he expected, Ning Que, the Mu Jian he left behind, cherished very much, so in the past few years, Mu Jian has been under the control of that little maid, and has been stained with the aura of the little maid, as well as the aura of the big black umbrella, and the aura of Haotian.

And he left the wooden sword to Ning Que for these auras. Of course, some auras have no decisive effect on future events, but they must be useful.

After a long time, he made a complicated hand gesture. The breath of heaven and earth at the cave wall condensed into a stream and landed on the wooden sword. The wooden sword stopped in the sky, and the earth-yellow sword body faded and fell back into his hand.

After putting away the wooden sword, he walked out of the cliff cave, stretched his waist and got off the back cliff.

When he arrived at the back mountain, it was already morning. When Ye Qi saw Chen Pipi sitting by the lake with a bitter look on his face, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Pipi bowed to Ye Qi listlessly and said, "Senior Brother, I have given Tongtian Pills to someone."

Tongtian Pills are a spiritual medicine recorded in Xiling that only exists in classics. They are hidden deep in Zhishouguan. Chen Pipi can enter Zhide at the age of fourteen. The reason is that this medicine was taken when he was young. More than ten years ago, the previous monarch of Dahe Kingdom had 3,000 beautiful virgins in his later years in his later years. He was rejected by the Xiling Daomen, which is enough to show the preciousness of this medicine.

Because of his special identity, I ate one of the dried tangerines and left it to save my life. I didn’t eat it while saving my life and gave it to others. At this time, I felt extremely heartbroken.

Ye Qi thought that he had given Ning Que, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just treat it as a gift to the future junior brother."

Chen Pipi said, "The gift is too cheap for him, wait... Senior brother, do you think he is the future junior brother? Just him? How is this possible?"

Ye Qi knew that Chen Pipi was not regretting it, but because Tongtian Pills were indeed precious, they gave the precious things to others. No matter who it was, they always avoided the man's complaints to make up for the feeling of losing the treasure. They asked with a smile: "Why is it impossible?"

Chen Pipi said angrily: "Although he had experienced something that led to his ability to practice last night, he only understood a few tricks, which was difficult to compare with ordinary practitioners. And even if he was a little genius in some aspects, this time he climbed the tower, not to mention the Longqing, who was called the son of the gods by the old men in Xiling, even Xie Chengyun from the Southern Jin Dynasty, could not compare with the one who climbed the tower this time."

"No, when I showed him the injury this morning, I felt a very familiar sword intent in him. He could not practice. He would not have long visualized something that would not have such a phenomenon. Senior brother, don't tell me, you have seen him a long time ago."

Ye Qi patted his shoulder without saying anything, and sat on a bluestone beside him, looking at the water light on the lake, which was the default.

"Senior brother, why did you help him?"

Chen Pipi didn't know the purpose of Ye Qi leaving the wooden sword, nor did he know that the thing Ye Qi left to Ning Que was the wooden sword, but he knew that after Ning Que's years of visualization, the sword intent would bring to the other party after he could practice it. This would naturally help.

Because there was indeed the breath of Haotian on the wooden sword, Ye Qi was in a good mood and casually took the gravel that fell off the bluestone to play with it. He said in a strange tone: "He was crazy if he wanted to practice. I thought that if he could practice in the future, he would be a genius. In fact, he was not very helpful."

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A few days later, the second floor finally opened, and Ye Qi was called by Jun Mo to live in his residence.

Looking at the second senior brother who was dressed meticulously, Ye Qi felt that his aura was different from the past. Although he was still serious and old-fashioned, he had some other meanings, just like the snow peak that was originally covered with frost. Suddenly, a small piece of black rock was exposed. Although the black rock was small, there was a different kind of brilliance on the snow peak.
Chapter completed!