Sunset glow.

The afterglow of the setting sun coats the undulating roof tiles and eaves with a soft bright edge. Further up, the distant sky is like dyed glass, exuding clear bright blue.

Nearby, on the school grounds in front of the temple, a young man covered in dust sat slumped on the ground. The clothes on his left shoulder were damaged in several places, and he was staring blankly at a long sword that had fallen into the dust.

The young man looks like a teenager, and his hair that has not been taken care of for a long time is a bit disheveled, but those hair strands cannot block his bright and stubborn eyes.

In silence, a delicate plain hand suddenly took a square handkerchief and handed it out from the side of the young man's face.

"Here, wipe it." The person's voice was calm.

The young man was startled when he heard the sound. He turned around and saw a beautiful figure standing behind him in the backlight.

Quickly waving his hand, the young man took the long sword in a panic, stood up, bowed to the visitor and said: "Thank you, senior sister. This injury is not of any importance, it is really unnecessary..."

The person who came was a girl in her early twenties with a heroic look on her face.

The senior sister looked up and down, put away the handkerchief and did not try to persuade her any more. She just said: "You are only at the fourth level of Qi refining. How can you be invincible against the legitimate son of the Zhong family who is at the seventh level and above? Why do you need to show off your strength?

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The young man looked angrily and said: "Since I came here, that boy from the Zhong family has always been at odds with me. Today, he even humiliated me in public on the school grounds. How could I bow my head and admit defeat!"

"What did he insult you for?" asked the senior sister.

"He, he said that the sword technique I used had to be sharp and weak, and it couldn't handle his fleshy palms. What's the point of practicing it!" The young man's fist holding the sword hilt was blue and white, and he was obviously very angry.<

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But the senior sister asked back, "Did he make a mistake?"

"I..." The young man suddenly raised his head and met the stern gaze of his senior sister. His momentum suddenly stagnated and he became sluggish. "No, that's right..."

The senior sister added: "For this period of time, not to mention him, even my senior brother and I can see that you are restless and not diligent in your studies. What happened?"

"I..."

The young man wanted to argue, but he spoke several times, and finally lowered his head and whispered: "I, it's time for me to have a younger brother..."

The senior sister's eyes jumped when she heard this, and she suddenly gained a hint of understanding. "That's it."

The young man nodded his head and said: "Father has not been here for many days, but when he came he only talked about this matter, as if I had become an 'outsider'. Thinking of this, it is better to change my name as a substitute teacher in the future.

I learned skills from my senior sister and the master of the temple in the temple. It’s okay if I don’t come back to this place!”

After saying this, what awaited him was a slap on the head from his senior sister.

"Ouch." The young man felt pain and subconsciously touched the top of his head, "Sister, why did you hit me?"

The senior sister's eyes didn't move at all, and she said in a stern tone: "You get angry when you can't fight, and you hide when you can't fight. With such a mind, let alone asking for the truth, it's hard to achieve success even as an ordinary person! Now the sword is here

You have the road in your hands and the road in front of your feet. If you don’t create a world for yourself, how can you expect others to accommodate you?!"

When the young man heard this, his face turned pale.

The senior sister didn't care what he thought. She stuffed the handkerchief into his hand and just said: "Brush off the loose soil and clean it up. Don't think about it. Go and eat quickly. There will be evening classes later! If you can do it next time

If there is a similar situation, I will not advise you again, why not send you away personally!"

After saying that, he stared at the young man hard, turned around and walked away.

The young man's face turned red as if he was ashamed. He looked down at the sword and handkerchief, suddenly stamped his feet, looked at the back and bowed. "Thank you, senior sister..."

Then he took three steps and then two steps at a time, chasing after him.

But for some reason, as soon as I walked not far away, I looked at the school field behind me, took a deep look, and then walked away gradually.

Wherever his eyes fell, there seemed to be a person silently watching everything that had just happened.

But soon, the picture in front of me gradually blurred, and the warm yellow soft light became lighter and lighter, and finally swayed, slowly converging into a slightly open gap...

"Is it a dream?..."

Lin Xiao woke up, his consciousness was heavy, as if he had had a dream that was not his own.

The candlelight danced in the corner, and what came into view was an elegantly decorated quiet room. At this time, he was covered with a quilt and lying on a bed near the window.

Through the gaps in the window lattice, you can vaguely see the dark night outside and the faint chirping of insects.

It took Lin Xiao some time to connect the last bit of memory with the current situation.

I wanted to move my body a little, but found that there was a lot of healing cream and powder applied on my body, my limbs were weak, and several wounds were aching.

Recalling the death battle in the main warehouse, Lin Xiao showed a wry smile, knowing that he was lucky enough to be lucky enough to survive.

But soon, he thought of the true spiritual life fire and the internal injuries.

I quickly took a deep breath, looked inside, and found that the result was not bad.

The sea of ​​consciousness and life fire are burning as usual, but they seem to be a bit more magnificent than before, and I don’t know why.

As for the finger bones in the sea of ​​​​qi, although the color is slightly dull and the movement is slow, it is still normal. It is probably caused by excessive consumption of real energy and almost exhaustion of strength.

But there was one thing that made Lin Xiao a little confused.

Beyond the finger bones, there is the milky white "smoke" that floats and settles, almost filling the air sea.

"What is this?..."

Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel sweat on his forehead. Considering that he was currently weak and had not recovered from his serious injury, he did not dare to test it casually. He could only wait for the injury to improve.

I felt a little sigh in my heart, and wanted to see where exactly this place was and how long I had been unconscious.

But after several efforts, Lin Xiao not only failed to get out of bed, but was also sweating and panting. A feeling of exhaustion came over him, his head sank, and he fell asleep again.

In the following time, Lin Xiao felt that he was always half asleep and half awake. It seemed that in his blurred vision, he saw many sunrises and moonsets, and many figures coming and going.

Others followed the gaps between their lips and teeth and fed them a lot of pill soup.

And those vague dreams, like shadows, came to find me again.

Whenever the dream appears, it always emits a soft light, like looking at the picture inside through frosted glass in winter, which is hazy and unreal.

Lin Xiao seemed to see someone at Yuquan Winery shouting for drinks; he saw the sky outside Ginkgo Mountain in April; he saw Lou Xuan at the same table, sipping a drink and squinting his eyes;

When we arrived at the gate of Xiangshan Temple, we saw Shangguanxiao who kept teasing him; we saw Zhen Shushu with a faint glow on the stone in the center of the lake; and by the mirror lake between the clouds and the sky, the white figure standing with her hands behind her back.

Figure...

The swaying light and broken shadows passed in front of his eyes, but Lin Xiao felt like he was a passerby. He could only stand aside and watch silently.

When these images became fainter and faded, and finally disappeared completely, Lin Xiao opened his eyes again.

It was a bright early morning, and he saw a slightly stooped figure on the chair opposite, which was a mute nun.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiao quickly lifted the quilt and wanted to stand up to salute, but found that he could get up, but there was still pain all over his body, especially the penetrating injury on his left shoulder, and he still couldn't bear the strength.

The mute grandma raised her hand to stop and said bluntly: "My little friend is still injured, so don't be polite."

Lin Xiao had no choice but to lean against the bedside and bow slightly as a gift. "Thank you, senior, for the help. I didn't know where this place was..."

"It's the White Dragon Temple." The dumb nun replied.

Lin Xiao was not surprised by this. After all, it was either the imperial palace or the White Dragon Temple. It could not be anywhere else.

"I wonder how long this junior has been unconscious?"

"More than half a month." The dumb nun paused and continued: "Don't worry, little friend. It's because my spiritual sense is overly exhausted, my true energy has been depleted, and there are many external injuries. This body can't bear it.

That’s why.”

Lin Xiao nodded slightly and immediately felt relieved when he heard that his judgment was generally consistent with what the other party said.

"I don't know the extent of senior's injuries..."

The mute grandma shook her head. "Thank you for your concern, my little friend. The 'True Blood Forbidden Seal' in my body is just a sealing technique. It can only take some time to slowly dissipate."

Although the dumb nun said this, Lin Xiao could tell that she had not seen her for half a month, and she was already much older than before. It is estimated that the death of Bai Li in the first episode and the battle in the arsenal in the second episode had a big impact on her.

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In this regard, Lin Xiao could only sigh in his heart and could not persuade him.

So he said, "I wonder how many other people are there, but are they okay?"

The dumb nun nodded and said: "Don't worry, little friend, your majesty and Mu Xiyun are only slightly injured, and a short rest will be fine. However, Lu Guangqi's condition is a little more serious. He injured Qi Hai. I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in a few years."

Strength."

Lin Xiao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. To say that the governor of Tantang was quite good to him, he protected him in every way and even gave him a book of insights. Now that he heard that he was safe and sound,

It couldn't be better.

As for the damaged cultivation level, I don’t think Lu Guangqi, a cheerful person like him, would care too much.

After all, none of the people present in the main warehouse that day, including Lin Xiao himself, thought about coming out alive.

In this case, the mere injury is not a big deal.

But soon, another person appeared in Lin Xiao's mind, but the words came to his lips, but he did not ask him, or in other words, it was not his turn as an "outsider" to ask.

The mute grandma sitting on the chair met Lin Xiao's gaze, as if she had guessed what he was thinking, and just said: "He has left."

"Leaving?" Lin Xiao was slightly surprised.
To be continued...