In the misty southern region, there is a school hidden somewhere in the mountains.

"Six years... so long has passed in the blink of an eye." A young man in white was lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling and murmuring to himself.

"Zhou Qingmu, you have learned everything in just three years, which is already very good." There was a Confucian scholar in white beside the young man in white and said with a smile.

It has indeed been six years since the young man in white set out on the path of cultivation. However, it has only been three short years since he came to this academy.

For three years, Zhou Qingmu practiced hard beside the white-clothed Confucian Ye Jing'an, and his strength and cultivation were far from what they were before.

It's just that he changed from a boy to a young man in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, he was already twenty-two years old.

Zhou Qingmu got up from the floor and asked, "Mr. Ye, how long until I can leave?"

Why is the young man in white clothes in such a hurry to leave? No one knows. He probably misses the days of wandering in the rivers and lakes with the two of them and a certain woman in plain clothes whom he has not seen in six years.

Ye Jing'an held the scroll in his hand and smiled: "There is one last thing. Once it is done, you can do what you want to do."

"Is it that academy competition?" Zhou Qingmu asked.

Ye Jing'an smiled and nodded, and said: "It would be best if we can win some face for our lineage in the academy competition and come back. In fact, I don't think this kind of formal thing matters, but some old guys insist on seeing it with their own eyes.

."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I won't let you down!" Zhou Qingmu immediately said with a smile after hearing this. He is still full of confidence in himself now!

The Academy Competition is a contest between the talented disciples of all the branch academies under the Confucian and Taoist Academy to test the current talent level of the disciples of each major academy. As the largest Confucian and Taoist holy place in Yanyu Nanzhou, the Confucian and Taoist Academy's academies

Not only are there many disciples, they also symbolize the hope of the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism! Every three years, the heads of major academies will select young disciples in the academies to come to the Confucian and Taoist Academy for an academy competition.

The reason why Zhou Qingmu is confident is that he is now. After three years of hard training with Ye Jing'an, his swordsmanship has reached a shackle and peak, and his own cultivation has reached the peak of returning to nature. There is only one step left.

Then he can step into the realm of the soul, known as the land immortal! Of course, there is another reason. He must complete this mission well, because he still has people he must see and things he must do! Take a step back

Wan Bu said that if he didn't behave well, he would be ashamed of Ye Jing'an's careful teaching in the past three years!

The great Confucian monk just smiled slightly, walked out of the room, looked at the sky and said: "It doesn't matter, just try your best."

"You haven't fought with anyone in three years, so practice your sword well!" Before Ye Jing'an left, he did not forget to tell him.

"Yes!" Zhou Qingmu looked at his husband's leaving figure and nodded heavily.

In the past three years, Zhou Qingmu has been very grateful to Mr. Ye, who has always shown a gentle face to others. Since Mr. Ye preached and taught him six years ago, Zhou Qingmu has been grateful. Ye Jing'an

Although he never said anything about these nominal things, Zhou Qingmu knew very well that Mr. Ye wanted to prove his family heritage more than anyone else!

Immediately after Ye Jing'an left, Zhou Qingmu took out his sword in the open space, which was still the Immortal Burial Sword. Zhou Qingmu started practicing the sword in this way, and every move was no longer as green as before.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was in the sky, and it was already noon.

Zhou Qingmu put away his sword and walked down the mountain.

The Confucianism and Taoism Palace is located in a spiritual mountain in a cave-heaven blessed land, surrounded by many peaks. Zhou Qingmu usually practices on the top of the Spring and Autumn Peak, but what troubles him is that the place to eat is at the foot of the mountain. So Zhou Qingmu every day

I have to go up and down the mountain three times a day.

Zhou Qingmu walked leisurely along the bluestone steps down the mountain, and stopped when he reached the mountainside. The young man in white turned his head and looked, over there was a school, and the sound of reading could be heard loudly. Zhou Qingmu has been enjoying this kind of time very much recently,

Listening to those young children reading, it felt like I was among them.

Zhou Qingmu sat up on the steps and put the sword in his hand into the black scabbard. This scabbard was given to him by Mr. Ye when he finally arrived at the Confucian and Taoist Academy three years ago. Ye Jing'an said with a smile at that time

, this scabbard has spirituality and has the same use as raising a sword gourd. Zhou Qingmu was never willing to accept it at first. The gentle Mr. Ye just said at the time, "This is not a rare spiritual treasure, but a gift from Li Qiubai.

But it is a pity that I have never practiced sword, and it is like nothing in my hands. Today I give it to you, which can be regarded as an inheritance."

After thinking about it, Zhou Qingmu, a young man at that time, felt that what Mr. Ye said seemed to make sense. He learned swordsmanship from Li Qiubai, and he came to the Confucian and Taoist Academy precisely because he wanted to learn the way of cultivation from Mr. Ye.

He wanted to learn from his master, so he accepted it.

Zhou Qingmu sat on the bluestone steps, listening to the sound of reading aloud in his ears, thinking of his travels in the world three years ago, the genius Huo Xiu who always liked to touch his crotch, and the tall young man with strong boxing skills.

He also thought of the girl in blue and the girl in plain clothes whom he could not forget despite being with him for just three short months.

Unknowingly, the young sword cultivator's spirit and soul wandered along with him. Scenes from the past kept appearing in front of Zhou Qingmu's eyes, as if he had gone on a journey through the Spring and Autumn Period.

When the scene in front of Zhou Qingmu stopped in this Confucian and Taoist academy, it stopped abruptly. His mind also woke up quietly with a childish voice.

"Brother Xiaomu, why are you sitting here in a daze? If you don't go to eat, you will be gone!"

The scene in Zhou Qingmu's eyes turned clear again, and a little girl in bright red clothes clenched her fist and knocked on her head.

"Xiao Ling'er, what did you just say?" Zhou Qingmu vaguely seemed to hear her say, "No food?" and said immediately.

The little girl seemed a little angry that Zhou Qingmu didn't listen to what she was saying. She raised her fist and gestured: "I said! There will be no food left!"

"Ah? Little Ling'er, I'm going to eat first, and I'll come back to play with you later." Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu grabbed the sword on the ground, ran down the mountain, and while running, he didn't forget to talk to you.

Talking to the little girl.

When the little girl saw Zhou Qingmu's appearance, she put her hands on her hips and sighed in an extremely old-fashioned way. The little girl in red is named Zhang Chuchu, but everyone in Chunqiu Peak likes to call him by his nickname, Xiao Ling'er.

When the little girl met Zhou Qingmu for the first time, Zhou Qingmu stood on a mountain peak and practiced sword practice according to Mr. Ye's request. Zhou Qingmu was learning a new sword move and practicing it seriously. Unexpectedly, this little guy skipped school and climbed to the top of the mountain.

She was hiding behind a stone to rest in the cool. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingmu's sword energy directly broke the big stone. The little girl was so frightened that she was sweating profusely. She thought that the teacher from the school had come here and wanted to kill her.

Woolen cloth!

Zhou Qingmu walked over step by step. Listening to the footsteps, the little girl was scared out of her soul. When the footsteps stopped, there was only a voice in the little girl's ear that was not rigid and stern at all, "Little guy, it's very dangerous here. You

Go back quickly!"

When Xiao Ling'er heard these words, she took a few deep breaths and then turned to look at the young swordsman.

"My name is Xiao Ling'er, not a little guy!" The little girl looked at the kind-hearted Zhou Qingmu, patted her chest again, and then introduced herself.

Zhou Qingmu stuck his sword on the ground, smiled and nodded: "My name is Zhou Qingmu!"

Afterwards, Xiao Ling'er thought about it and truthfully told Zhou Qingmu why she was here. After all, it was she who influenced the practice of the person in front of her. The teacher said that if you only care about your own freedom as a person, it will affect the freedom of others.

, that is wrong.

Zhou Qingmu frowned after hearing this and insisted on sending her back.

After hearing this, Xiao Ling'er immediately said pitifully to Zhou Qingmu: "I told my husband that I didn't go to school today because I was sick. If I go back like this, I will definitely be punished by my husband again. Brother Xiaomu, please allow me to play here for a while.

, Just a moment." As she said that, Xiao Ling'er stretched out a finger, her eyes full of begging.

Zhou Qingmu sat down and faced Xiao Ling'er face to face. He thought for a while before nodding in agreement. However, Zhou Qingmu still said firmly that he could only play for a while.

After hearing this, Xiao Ling'er immediately showed a smile and jumped towards Zhou Qingmu. Seeing her like this, Zhou Qingmu wanted to avoid it, but was worried that the little guy would fall, so he just sat there and didn't move. Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't move.

The guy didn't rush towards him at all, but ran to the place behind him. Even Zhou Qingmu couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment.

This little guy is really smart. In just a short time, it was already time to go to school. So Zhou Qingmu and Xiao Ling'er went down the mountain to eat together. Although the little guy was not big, he was very skilled and light when going up and down the mountain. Obviously

This is not the first time I have run all over the mountain.

After that, every time after lunch, the little girl would always run up the mountain to play with Zhou Qingmu. In fact, most of the time, the little girl played by herself, while Zhou Qingmu practiced on the side. Mr. Ye bumped into him many times, and the little girl would

She immediately respectfully shouted "I've met Mr. Ye", probably because Mr. Ye is not her husband, so she is not afraid. Mr. Ye doesn't have any objections to this, and occasionally answers the little kid's provocative questions. Occasionally

, Zhou Qingmu would also chat with her and ask some interesting things about the school.

The little girl would also tell him plausibly, such as a little boy in school who was spanked by his teacher because he failed to complete the homework assigned by his teacher. When he came back, his nose and tears were all smeared on his face. Or

Yes, my husband talked about some ancient Chinese truth that I didn’t understand. Many children in the school would lie on the table or doze off, or look out the window in a daze. She was caught by her husband once dozing off, and she was punished for copying.

She told her several times. Of course she had to hide it, for example, the books on the table were covered with her drool, and there were some obvious red marks on her face when she was made to stand by her husband.

Many times, when the twenty-two-year-old Zhou Qingmu looks at the six-year-old little Ling'er, he seems to be able to see the life that he might have experienced if there were not so many changes and ups and downs in his life.
Chapter completed!