The knocking on the door outside was clear and rhythmic, instantly interrupting Ning Jie's thoughts.
She rubbed her eyes tiredly, stood up slowly, left the messy and piled up ancient classics in front of her, and walked towards the door of the room with light steps.
"Grandpa, is it time for dinner?"
Ning Jie, who is addicted to the study of ancient divine literature, always stays in the study all day long, immersed in studying, ignoring everything. If Old Master Ning hadn't reminded her, she would probably not even think about eating or sleeping. This posture can no longer be used as a "student master".
"To describe it with two words, it can almost be called a "study idiot".
"Squeak~"
Opening the door, a familiar figure came into view.
Delicate appearance, white coarse cloth gown, and a lazy smile on his face.
Everything is so familiar, so kind, so longing and haunting.
If there was anything besides ancient divine texts that could make her toss and turn and miss her all the time, it was undoubtedly the man in front of her.
"Zhong, Zhong Wen!"
Ning Jie's lips trembled slightly, and a thin layer of mist appeared in her already sore beautiful eyes.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Sister Ning is still so charming and beautiful." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "But I wonder if you miss me?"
Ning Jie didn't answer, she just moved her jade feet, her delicate body turned into a white shadow, and fell fiercely into Zhong Wen's arms, her white jade-like little hands gently resting on his solid chest.
This well-known "young master" in the academy stood on tiptoes, raised his head slightly, and placed a pair of delicate and gorgeous red lips firmly on Zhong Wen's lips. He was so lovesick that he couldn't help himself.
With the warm fragrance in his hands and the soft words in his arms, Zhong Wen only felt the fragrance hitting his nostrils and the sweetness on his lips and teeth. He was immersed in the tenderness and sweetness of the beauty, as if the bright sunshine was shining into his heart. His recently depressed and depressed mood gradually calmed down.
I was suddenly filled with courage and confidence for the difficulties I was going to face next.
He tightened his arms and held the fairy-like Sister Ning in his arms. The sweet time on Tianying Peak for a month flashed through his mind like a movie replay.
The two of them clung to each other so tightly, feeling each other's breath and body temperature, and did not want to separate for a long time.
"Uh-huh!"
A deep and old voice woke up the young man and woman who were lovingly embracing each other from their intoxication.
"grandfather!"
Ning Jie turned her head and realized that Old Master Ning was standing not far away, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.
"Girl, you two have a deep relationship, and Grandpa is very pleased." Old Master Ning cleared his throat, his face instantly returned to normal, "It's just that for this kind of intimate behavior, you have to pay attention to the occasion. There are still some guests here, so don't teach others.
Saw the joke."
Ning Jie hurriedly took two steps back and left Zhong Wen's arms. She glanced around and saw four young women standing next to Old Master Ning. Some were mature and charming, some were cool and noble, and some were pure and beautiful.
Some of them are actually rare and stunning beauties.
As a powerful spiritual master and a descendant of the Holy Land, in his excitement, he actually ignored the situation and kissed and hugged Zhong Wen in front of many outsiders. Ning Jie's tender cheeks suddenly turned red.
She was as red as a ripe apple, with her head lowered and her eyes fixed on her toes, wishing that there would be a crack in the ground so that she could get in.
"Sister Ning, let me introduce to you, this is..."
Feeling the needle-like gazes from Ye Qinglian and others behind him, Zhong Wen felt his hair stand on end. He quickly smiled awkwardly and pointed at Nangong Ling and others to reveal their identities one by one.
This kid is really going too far!
Old Master Ning's eyes glanced back and forth at Nangong Ling and others, and he was secretly sulking in his heart. Seeing that Zhong Wen rarely came to see his precious granddaughter, but he also brought a lot of beautiful women with him, and then thought of his relationship with Li Bing not long ago.
The intimate interaction between them just makes no sense, and I don’t know what it means.
If the other party hadn't vowed to see the saint for something important, he would have kicked this hateful boy out of the academy.
Of course, if one digs deeper, he may not be able to defeat Zhong Wen, which is also one of the important reasons why he has not become angry.
"...Sister Ning, is there any way you can meet the saint?" Zhong Wen spent some time and finally vaguely explained the identities of Ye Qinglian and others, and then asked, "This is such a serious matter, if
Failure to see him as soon as possible will be a disaster for the major holy places and even the entire cultivation world!"
"You have found the right person." Seeing the rare serious expression on Zhong Wen's face, Ning Jie was not deterred and replied seriously: "Since you left last time, Master has assigned me a lot of homework.
He has talked to him a lot, and he also taught me a secret method of communication. In the entire academy, I am the only one who can see him at any time."
"That's great!" Zhong Wen's face lit up.
"Master has repeatedly warned that this secret method of communication must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise you will be severely punished." Ning Jie said solemnly, "Zhong Wen, is this matter really so important?"
"It's a matter of the survival of the academy." Zhong Wen stared into her beautiful eyes and said word by word.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll contact Master right now." Ning Jie didn't have any doubts when she saw his answer, and turned around and walked towards the house.
"This Miss Ning, I can trust you." Ye Qinglian said lightly, and said with a bit of yin and yang, "I'm not afraid that you will be cheated and punished by the saint."
"Elder Ye, although the scumbag is a playboy." Coral's big, delicate and smart eyes blinked, "But he is never ambiguous when it comes to important matters."
Ye Qinglian: "..."
Looking at Coral's pure and ignorant eyes, a wry smile appeared on her face, she slowly shook her head and said nothing more.
Zhong Wen's heart trembled, and he felt that one was as big as two. Once again, he felt deeply that having too many confidants was really a very troublesome thing.
…
Similar to the "Lingxiao Holy Land", the "Wendao Academy" is also built in the mountains. On the top of the mountain, there is also a majestic and magnificent palace.
The difference is that the palace on the top of the "Lingxiao Holy Land" has a more splendid and noble atmosphere.
What is incomprehensible is that Saint Lingxiao could not live in the extremely gorgeous palace, but moved to a simple wooden house halfway up the mountain.
On the contrary, the saint who heard the Tao locked himself in this slightly inferior palace all day long, with the door locked and his consciousness shielded. He had the attitude of "having no ears to hear the affairs of the world and only wanting to be an otaku".
It was his attitude of ignoring everything that prompted a large number of disciples of the "Dark Temple" to sneak into Daqian, stir up trouble, stir up trouble, and almost overthrow the power of the secular empire.
However, on this day, the door of the palace was wide open at the top of the academy. The saint who had never been able to leave the retreat was uncharacteristically appearing on the cliff outside the palace early.
This powerful man stood quietly on the top of the mountain, with his back straight and his white shirt fluttering. The aura on his body seemed to be non-existent, as if he was integrated with the heaven and earth. Looking from a distance, he looked like a fairy, which was breathtaking. I can't help but feel admiration.
He raised his head slightly and stared at the sky, with a mysterious and profound light in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.
I don't know how long it took, but his expression suddenly changed and he murmured: "Are you here?"
"I heard, old man, long time no see." A hearty and hearty laughter drifted from the sky, and then, a tall and burly brown figure flashed from the clouds, "You look a lot older!"
Accompanied by the sound of wild laughter, the man took a step forward and appeared on the top of the mountain in an instant. The speed was so fast that one could not help but have the illusion of being "thousands of miles away in an instant".
"The first one to arrive was you, Guo Tianwei." The saint smiled slightly, "It seems that no matter how lazy a person is, he can still be diligent for two days in a year!"
"You old guy, you hide in the house all day and can't come out, you actually have the nerve to say I'm lazy?" The man called "Guo Tianwei" let out a "poof", then laughed and walked closer and gave him a sniff. The Taoist sage gave him a big hug and seemed to have a good relationship with him.
It turns out that Guo Tianwei is the saint from "Si Cliff".
"As soon as I received the invitation, I set off immediately, but I wasn't the first one to arrive?" Another voice sounded from the air.
Wen Dao Saint and Guo Tianwei both looked above their heads and saw a middle-aged man in white robes, who looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, standing in the air.
The man in white clothes is surrounded by jade trees in the wind, and is extremely handsome. In this late autumn season, for some reason, he is surrounded by ice crystals and snowflakes are dancing, giving him an unparalleled fairy atmosphere.
"Old Bing Chi!"
Their eyes lit up and they shouted in unison.
It turns out that this handsome middle-aged man is Li Bing's biological father, the owner of "Bingchi Island", Saint Bingchi.
"Guo Tianwei, when did you become so diligent?" Saint Bingchi chuckled, slowly falling from the sky, surrounded by ice and snow, like a dream, but not a trace of coldness could be felt, "I'm afraid it's not because of my younger brothers and sisters. It’s easy to adjust. Have you taught me a lesson?”
"Fuck you!" Guo Tianwei laughed and cursed, "You old and dishonest thing!"
It turns out that Saint Guo didn't get married until he was more than 250 years old, and suddenly he married a beautiful girl who was less than thirty years old. The age difference between the couple was almost ten times, and they suddenly became
After-dinner chats and jokes at major holy places.
Others, hindered by the power of the saint, only dared to make fun of him secretly behind his back, but Saint Bingchi had no scruples and directly joked about it to his face. Guo Tianwei had a good relationship with him, so he was not angry at all.
"Speaking of which, you arranged your wedding in such a secretive way that you didn't even send out an invitation. We have never seen our siblings before." Sage Wen Dao interjected with a smile, "I'm afraid you didn't steal the bride.
Bar?"
"How could it be?" Guo Tianwei completely ignored his teasing, and instead said proudly, "To tell you the truth, she was the one who chased me first in this matter."
"I believe you." Saint Bingchi suppressed his laughter and pretended to be serious.
However, the expression on his face clearly said "I believe you are a ghost"!
"You are just jealous!" Guo Tianwei laughed. He was as thick-skinned as a city wall and had excellent psychological quality. He completely ignored the taunts and blows from the two of them.
While they were talking and laughing, the three of them suddenly stopped talking and turned to look up at the sky.
In the sky thousands of feet high, the thick clouds suddenly split into two from the middle, and a slender figure appeared.
The new born has a handsome and handsome appearance, his light yellow gown is blowing in the wind, and he is spotless. Looking from a distance, he looks like a graceful young master from aristocratic family, but the indifferent expression on his face is combined with the faint aura of repulsion emanating from his body.
, but it makes people feel a bit alienated unconsciously.
If Zhong Wen were here, he would instantly recognize that this person was the Saint Ling Xiao who had beaten him to such a state that he almost died.
"Coming?" The saint smiled slightly, his voice was soft, but his expression was far less friendly and casual than when he treated Guo Tianwei.
"Well, here we come." Saint Lingxiao nodded, took a step forward, and instantly appeared a few feet away from the three people. He did not participate in the conversation, but stood quietly alone.
"This guy is still so boring." Guo Tianwei seemed to dislike his attitude and complained in a low voice, "He keeps a stinky face all day long, making it look like one of us owes him money."
Everyone present is the most powerful person who has entered the realm of saint. Although Guo Tianwei speaks in a low voice, how can he hide it from his ears?
However, Saint Lingxiao's expression did not change. He still stood quietly on the spot without even raising his eyelids, as if he had not heard anything at all.
"He didn't do it on purpose." The saint who heard the Tao waved his hand and said, "The 'Way of Forgetting Love' is just like this. The deeper the cultivation level, the weaker the emotion. When you reach the realm of a saint, most of the seven emotions and six desires have been forgotten."
"If you even forget your feelings, no matter how high your cultivation level is, what's the point?" Guo Tianwei shook his head repeatedly, showing great disdain for Saint Lingxiao's "way of forgetting feelings".
Saint Lingxiao's eyes swept over the three of them, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, not a word came out.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Another voice sounded from the air, "It seems I'm not the last one to arrive."
Accompanying the sound was a slender black figure.
"Who says you're not the last one?" Sage Wen Dao's eyes lit up and he joked with a smile, "I'm waiting for you, Brother Qixing!"
It turns out that the fourth person who arrived was none other than the Seven-Star Saint.
"What?" The Seven-Star Saint was slightly startled when he heard this, looked around, and then retorted, "Brother Wen Dao, who are you trying to fool? Hasn't Old Man Tianjian not arrived yet?"
"It's not like you don't understand his withdrawn temperament." Sage Wen Dao shook his head and said, "When I sent the invitation, I didn't expect him to accept it. So, aren't you the last one?"
"It makes sense, it makes sense!" The Seven-Star Sage laughed and said, "I'm late, please forgive me!"
"It would be fine in normal times, but this time I heard that even Tianjian Laoer's favorite Jian Feiyang died in the desert." Saint Bingchi interjected, "How can he remain indifferent?"
"This old guy is very arrogant. After being plotted by the 'Dark Temple', he will not come here to discuss with us. He will probably go to find Mo Disheng to settle the score himself." Guo Tianwei said casually, "Maybe the two of them have already fought.
It’s still unknown when he gets up.”
"Then we have to finish the discussion quickly and run to support him." Saint Bingchi said with a smile, "I heard that everyone has almost arrived, so if you have anything to say, just say it."
"Thank you for your compliments." The saint who heard the Tao turned sideways, raised his hand slightly towards the main entrance of the hall and said, "Please come in!"
"I've long wanted to see what the benefits of your old home are!" Guo Tianwei took a big step and took the lead, walking towards the main entrance of the hall with great interest, "I can teach you to stay at home and never leave!"
"So many saints gathered together, it was so lively!"
At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from above, "Can we also join in the fun?"
Hearing this voice, the expressions of everyone below changed.?