Xiaoling Mountain Guiyun Hall The spacious hall is resplendent, but it does not show any extravagance.
Instead, it has a generous and simple beauty, which is a kind of beauty that has been accumulated by time.
There is an old man sitting on the cloud seat above the Baijie Stairs.
The old man is wearing a simple purple robe and has a kind face.
His white hair is only tied up with a colorless hair tie.
He is clean and tidy.
The midday sunshine shines into the hall through the golden folding windows, adding a little bit of summer to the mountain that has been cold all year round.
The pale golden light slowly crawled onto Feng Fuyao's clothes, and her face was as pure as the alluring beauty.
Lord Guiyun looked down at the young man in red who was as straight as a bamboo, with an outstanding face and elegant eyebrows, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Fuyao!"
Although Master Guiyun has passed his seventies, his voice is still clear and powerful, but the hand holding the armchair unconsciously tightens, enduring something that is difficult for people to notice.
Feng Fuyao raised her head and glanced at the palace, then waved her hands and bowed, saying respectfully, "Master."
Seeing her like this, Gui Yun looked very relieved and smiled with kindness in his eyes, "Do you know why the master is looking for you?"
What's the matter?
Feng Fuyao's eyes turned slightly, "But senior brother has something to do?"
The master only accepted two apprentices in his life, but they were all accepted in his later years.
She still remembers that the master used to say that she and her senior brother were all calculated by him.
Back then, she was brought into this world and returned to her five-year-old appearance.
In critical moments, it was the master and his young senior brothers who saved her.
Although the senior brother is the prince of a country, he has spent a lot of time in the mountains.
Moreover, the senior brother has treated her very well since she was a child.
He is aloof and indifferent and doesn't like the power-seeking in the royal family.
He has no choice but to have his mother and concubine in the middle, even if he sneers at her.
I will go back from time to time.
Some time ago, he received news that there was an epidemic in a city in Zhuri Kingdom, so he went out.
If something happens now, it can only be caused by senior brother.
However, Xiaoling Mountain is located on the border of Qiluan Kingdom and is far away from Zhuri Country.
Senior Brother should only arrive today.
Why did the news come back so quickly this time?
"Well, yesterday I surveyed the celestial phenomena and found something strange, so I did a fortune-telling for the snow jade divination.
Only then did I know that this matter was a big disaster for your senior brother.
Although your senior brother has good medical skills, he can't do anything without a trick."
Fang Fang said.
The tens of thousands of people in the city were used as bargaining chips to fight for the throne.
Lord Guiyun couldn't help but feel infinite sadness in his heart, and he covered his face and sighed.
After hearing this, Feng Fuyao advised with a deep voice in her heart: "Master, it has happened, just think about it freely.
You don't even know what a broken child is."
It seems that things are not as simple as thought.
"Fuyao is talking about Pozi, which is the elixir of nine-color heavenly fragrance."
Guiyun said solemnly, stroking his beard and admiring it.
Although Xueyu had a cold face, she would always take action to welcome any injustice. , and his temperament is very similar to him.
Although Fuyao's temperament is ever-changing, his principles and ideas are different from those of the people in this continent.
Since ancient times, those who can do great things are soft on the outside and strong on the inside.
I still remember the first time I saw him.
The child's chilling aura concealing the broken ice in his eyes was like a killing god, but after one night, he became as calm and simple as ice floes, with an aura that could melt the cold winter.
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At that time, he knew that this child was destined to Can leap into the clouds.
Jiuse Tianxiang Feng Fuyao raised his head in surprise and blurted out, "What the master said is a treasure of heaven and earth, Jiuse Tianxiang."
This is by no means a lie.
Jiu Se Tianxiang is a medicine that can really make people alive. , I heard that as long as people who died within three days took the Nine-Colored Heavenly Incense, their souls could be resurrected, but she had never heard of anyone in the world who had obtained this elixir.
This matter is not only difficult, it seems that the master came to her just to find Jiuse Tianxiang, but "Master, I don’t know where to find Jiuse Tianxiang."
Guiyun sighed and felt a little tired after sitting for such a while.
There was a sense of helplessness in his voice as he spoke, "Jiuyou Mountain, Huanchenyuan" Jiuyoushan Feng Fuyao thought for a moment with vague memories before remembering the mountain.
The mountain was not big.
It was located on the border of the neighboring country Yuan State, but what made it famous around the world was the mountain of his master Yuan State.
His Highness Ninth Prince, it is said that this man is extremely talented and has outstanding martial arts skills.
He is a peerless person.
It is said that he is more handsome than a relegated immortal.
He is the dream comer in the eyes of the women on the Mingyue Continent.
But he also said that this person was cold-hearted and did not even pay his father's debt.
It was said that a few years ago, His Highness the Ninth Prince won the masterpiece of the mechanism master Merry Zi, and Emperor Yuan once wanted to try it.
After sitting down for a while, he rejected him, but the emperor loved the son very much and didn't say anything more, so the matter was settled.
However, Jiuyou Mountain, if she remembered correctly, should have been the place where his long-dead mother loved to stay during her lifetime.
Therefore, His Highness Ninth Prince will go to Jiuyou Mountain to stay for a while when he has time.
I really didn’t expect that Nine Colors Tianxiang is actually in the hands of this person.
Trying to negotiate with him seems to be impossible.
So is she robbing or stealing?
But why is the master so weak today?
He looks very tired.
The Master of Guiyun Mountain saw the confusion in her eyes and comforted her with words, "Fuyao, remember to just let things take their own course.
Don't force anything.
When you go out, you must remember your identity as a man.
People in this world are unpredictable, and even more so.
Don’t underestimate others, lest you suffer a loss.”
Feng Fuyao listened, feeling strange for some reason.
She had never seen her master give so many explanations before.
She took a closer look in the direction of the cloud seat and found that there was nothing wrong with him.
He still had that fairy-like appearance.
With a calm look on her face, she managed to suppress the uneasiness in her heart.
The master is so powerful that when she comes back, she must ask her senior brother to nurse him back to health.
She smiled slightly, "Yes, I will definitely remember the master's words."
Guiyun didn't say any more, he just waved his hand towards Feng Fushou and said, "Go ahead, go ahead."
"Yes, the disciple has left.
Master must also remember to take care of himself."
Feng Fuyao said goodbye to Guiyun and then turned around and walked out of the hall.
When Guiyun saw the young man disappearing at the entrance of the hall, he hurriedly covered his lips and coughed a few times.
His voice was hoarse and accented.
There was an echo that lingered in the empty hall for a long time.
After he calmed down a little, he looked at the entrance of the hall again, as if As if he was looking at something, tears slowly appeared in his weather-beaten eyes.
Fuyao, Xueyu, the master has failed to predict the secrets of heaven and leaked too much of God's will in this life, and finally got the punishment from heaven.
This may be the last time that the master will help you.
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Ahem, from now on, you still have to rely on yourselves. , I am an old man You will find a quiet place to die and become ashes, lest you two become sad.
He stood up tremblingly and touched the tears in the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
"I'm old, I'm old, eh."
That sigh, I don't know.
Carrying so much regret and reluctance. ,, It was noon, and it was the time for the disciples of Xiaolingshan Middle School to leave school for lunch.
On the mountain trails, small groups of disciples were laughing and chatting, adding some excitement to the snow-covered mountain.
A clear cry pierced the sky.
The disciples who were walking in the mountains all raised their heads and looked at the sky.
It was a huge fiery red bird, which looked a bit like a phoenix in appearance, but it did not have the colorful colors of the phoenix.
It only had a few long strands of golden feathers on its head, like a crown.
Its fiery red tail feathers are like a dragging flame, slender and swaying, its head is raised high, and its wings are hard and gorgeous.
This is undoubtedly a bird that has always been proud and noble.
Of course, these disciples couldn't visually observe it in such detail down there, but for many years in the mountains, they were still lucky enough to have a closer look, and I don't know who saw it and shouted excitedly.
"Yes, it's Mr.
Fuyao."
One person spoke up and the others were not far behind.
"Yeah, it's really Mr.
Fuyao."
"Master Fuyao, you are so powerful.
I want to be able to fly like a bird like you."
A male disciple covered his mouth with his hands in excitement and shouted until his voice broke.
"Young Master, look here, look here!"
The female disciples wanted to see the handsome face of the immortal young master.
It would be better if they could notice them.
It is hard for them to be able to do so in this ice and snow.
So enthusiastic. "" It wasn't until Feng Fuyao disappeared driving the Luan Bird that the group of people reluctantly looked back.
"Hey, do you know what the outside world thinks of us, Mr.
Fuyao?"
A female disciple with a fierce appearance asked mysteriously.
Her voice was not low, and she stopped those who originally wanted to eat with just one sentence.
After hearing what she asked, everyone shook their heads collectively.
"have no idea."
They are all talented children from the Six Kingdoms.
They must pass strict screening before they can study in the mountain.
Although the mountain master will not give lectures to them personally, the other lecturers are also very powerful.
They came from Xiaoling Mountain.
As expected, everyone will be reused, and the children from poor families will have a new life.
Xiaoling Mountain does not eliminate people's spiritual power as the name suggests.
In fact, the mountain's abundant spiritual power is very suitable for spiritual practice, so it has always been known as the Fairy Mountain.
In order to cultivate their mind and practice martial arts, the disciples in the mountain can only go down the mountain after practicing for five years.
Food has to be bought by the servants who live in the mountain.
One batch after another, these talents have only stayed here for three years.
Feng Fuyao was not famous three years ago, and they only worshiped Young Master Fuyao after they entered the mountain.
But they were still very curious about this young master.
The woman clapped her hands and laughed boldly, with a somewhat showy meaning, "I'm telling you, hum, you have to listen carefully.
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I still listen to the purchaser Xiao Zhang.
Haha."
"Say it, come on."
"That's right."
Everyone was obviously not interested in the female disciple's pretense of mystery, so they all urged her.
"Okay, okay, don't I have to say it now?
By the way, our Mr.
Fuyao only came out of the mountain last year.
Tsk tsk, that can be said to be a plan to become famous.
Last year, there was a drought in an area of Qiluan country for three years, but there was no harvest.
Ah, Lord Qiluan came to ask for help from the mountain master, let’s The owner of the mountain sent our son down the mountain without saying a word.
Guess what, as soon as we arrived there, we built a waterwheel and some canal to irrigate the fields.
We had a great harvest that year, which saved us.
How many people in the country have no food to eat.
The king wanted to reward her, but the prince refused, saying that she just borrowed the ideas of her predecessors and how could she dare to claim credit.
However, the king still rewarded her with a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, silk, silk, antiques and jade, and finally gave her a gift.
What is Gong Zifeng’s national surname?
But when Gong Zifeng comes back Except for a few simple things he kept, the rest were distributed to those close to her.
"This woman's sharp tongue soon added some luster to Feng Fuyao's image, which was already already there.
Everyone who admired her now respected her even more.
"It's really amazing.
I wish I could be like Mr.
Fuyao."
"Well, Mr.
Fuyao is really awesome."
After hearing this, everyone inevitably sighed again.
At this time, a man who came late and was only half as thin as a bamboo pole couldn't help but interjected, "Actually, this is nothing.
After that was over, I heard that a village in Jiuge Country was persecuted by locusts.
We were in trouble even before the autumn harvest.”
"Ah, what should we do?"
A seemingly weak man interrupted and asked.
Locusts and other things are scary just thinking about them, let alone a swarm.
The woman who just spoke also listened nervously, but she would not let go of such important news.
"Haha, you all know that Mr.
Fuyao can control hundreds of birds, right?
As soon as she got there, she used her control skills to summon thousands of birds.
She ate all the locusts that she could.
I'm afraid she will be gone after she leaves there.
There would be trouble later, so some of the birds were left to serve as bird guards in the village.
I heard that the people there almost regarded the birds as totems and were not allowed to shoot them.
"The man ignored the cold wind. , finished speaking with a wince.
"Hey, you haven't said what they said about our young master yet."
This is also very important, right?
"Yes, say it quickly, say it quickly."
No matter it's good or bad, there are always people around to make noises.
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After listening to what the man with the bamboo pole said, the woman who just spoke was so drunk that she stretched out her frost-red hand to slightly touch her forehead.
With admiration and infinite pride, she said with stars in her eyes, " They all say that Young Master Fuyao is a fairy."
The man with the bamboo pole breathed a sigh of relief and then added, "Everyone in the world has said that with his jade bone fan, phoenix feather crown, and peerless red dress, Young Master Fuyao is the king of the air and the king of birds."
These words seemed to be the finishing touch.
It made everyone's hearts surge with excitement for no reason. "" However, the immortal and beautiful young master they call him is currently standing on the back of the red Luan bird and galloping all the way.
It is impossible to hear their words, but his ears that have been burning since he came out of the mountain cannot stop.
If she were to hear what they said, she would tell them very seriously: I didn't carry the water, and I didn't eat the locusts, so you really don't have to do this.
Feng Fuyao held a large dark umbrella in her right hand to block the falling snow like goose feathers.
The umbrella was embroidered with blooming red plum blossoms.
Although it was not as cold outside the mountain, it was close.
It’s the end of the year, but it’s still not too warm.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Guess where the Lord of Guiyun Mountain went in the blink of an eye, and who Fuyao will meet Uh-huh, I can predict what will happen in the future: