Immortal Realm, Hongmeng Mountain.
The mountains are windy and snowy, and the vastness is vast.
A suspended stone bridge traverses between the two peaks, the bridge deck is covered with soft snow, and below the stone bridge is the abyss.
Under the light gray sky, dozens of figures walked quickly in the center of the stone bridge.
"Let's go, we won't be able to catch up with Hongmeng Academy's enrollment registration!"
"It's snowing too much, be careful!"
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and frost formed on the stone bridge at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"what!"
The young man took two steps back, his feet slipped, and his body was thrown straight out of the bridge by the cold air, and he was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff.
Before everyone could exclaim, at this moment, there was a sound like a sharp blade cutting through the void. A silver ray descended from the sky like a dragon, leaning over and jumping towards the place where the boy fell.
After a while, the silver light floated up and landed firmly on the stone bridge.
The silver light dissipated, revealing a cold and frosty face.
The man looked a few years older than the boy, and was wrapped in a rough silver-white robe. The lines from the side of his face to his neck were delicate and thin, and all of them were tucked into the collar with fluff. His skin is whiter than snow, but there is no trace of blood, and he almost merges with the surroundings.
"The suspension bridge is extremely dangerous, be careful." He lowered his head and said to the young man beside him.
As he got closer, he could see that the color of his eyes was extremely deep, but there was a faint light that could not be suppressed in the dark pupils, like the broken light reflected by the frost and snow.
The young man was still in shock, staring blankly at his life-saving benefactor, and it took a while to find his voice: "Many, thank you Xianchang!"
"I'm not..." He shook his head, just about to say something, but stopped.
"Today is the last day for Hongmeng College's admission registration, everyone please hurry up."
After saying this, the figure of the man in white turned into a silver ray again and flew into the sky.
After a while, the plain white figure appeared in front of the mountain gate of Hongmeng Academy.
There was no snow or wind to be seen here, and among the layers of greenery, the thick fog was blown away by the wind, revealing a corner of the roof ridge of glazed green tiles in the distance. The ridge of the roof glowed golden in the warm sunshine, and it looked like a fairy cloud.
Ji Chaoyun closed his clothes as if afraid of the cold, raised his eyes over the long stone steps, and looked at the glazed golden dome in the distance.
Beside the long steps, the stone tablet with the four characters "Hongmeng Academy" stands quietly.
"Ji Chaoyun, ran to save those newcomers again?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind. A tall man in blue clothes jumped off the bluestone with a smile, and hugged the other person's shoulders affectionately, "If you invite me to drink, I will not sue you in front of the immortals in the Inspectorate Hall."
Ji Chaoyun patted his hand away, his eyes faint: "Didn't you rescue me back then? Besides, we are also newcomers."
Hongmeng Academy opened a mountain for admission once a hundred years, and scattered immortals came from all over the fairyland.
Ji Chaoyun is also one of them.
Hongmeng Academy is a place for immortal disciples to cultivate and study hard. If they want to enter the school, they must pass the examinations on Hongmeng Mountain.
"Why do you do it? Seeing that tomorrow is the final assessment, run out at this juncture, in case someone gets caught—" When the man in blue said this, Ji Chaoyun suddenly glanced back at him. The latter laughed dryly and made up the following words, "I know you are kind, but it's not easy to come here, it's better to have less than one more thing, isn't it?"
"I didn't violate the rules again." A cold wind rolled in front of the mountain, Ji Chaoyun tightened his clothes, and half of his face was hidden in the snow-white fur collar, "It's not easy for anyone to come this far, I just try my best."
"Forget it, it's up to you. I'm looking for you for another matter." The blue-clothed man restrained his smile and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow's final assessment is set, and the person in charge of the assessment is..."
"it's me."
Hearing this voice, the two raised their heads in unison, and saw a tall figure standing in front of the mountain gate.
The visitor seemed to be smiling, not smiling, and looked arrogantly back and forth on Ji Chaoyun with his eyes: "Ji Chaoyun, this young master said that it will not make you feel better."
Jiang Cheng, the top ten master of Hongmeng College, is also the final person in charge of the entrance examination of Hongmeng College.
Ji Chaoyun moved his lips almost inaudibly, as if scolding something.
Jiang Cheng's parents are all in the immortal class, and they have been immortals since birth. Relying on the high level of talent and cultivation, they are born with fewer detours than others. When Sanxian entered Hongmeng Academy, he had to go through all kinds of difficult assessments. As for these immortals, there are no restrictions on entry and exit, and they do not have to go through any assessments.
The place where the scattered immortals want to enter, in their opinion, is just another place to pass the time.
Xianyu has always respected its identity, and there is no fairness at all.
The people around him were about to say something, but Ji Chaoyun calmly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Is there something the fairy is looking for us?"
Jiang Cheng snorted coldly: "Ji Chaoyun, I can give you one more chance, obediently apologize to me, and be my entourage for the school year. Maybe this young master is in a good mood, so be merciful and let me You entered the school successfully."
Ji Chaoyun and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, and his voice was calm: "Xianchang is the chief examiner. It may be inappropriate to promise a new student like this. If the examination hall knows..."
"You—" Jiang Cheng's face changed greatly, and he shouted angrily, "The little demon dragon dares to be mad, don't be shameless!"
Ji Chaoyun's eyes sank, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. Before anyone could see clearly, he bowed his head tamely, and said no more.
"Okay, very good..." Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth angrily, "Wait, if you can pass the test, this young master will kneel on the ground and kowtow to you to make amends!"
After he finished saying this, he turned around angrily and went up the stone steps.
No one in front of the mountain gate of Hongmeng Academy is allowed to fly in the sky, even if the gods are here, these 10,000 steps have to be climbed slowly one step at a time.
The two stared at Jiang Cheng's back as he hurried up the mountain, and the man in blue looked stiff: "He walked down ten thousand steps, and now he is struggling to climb back, just to say these few words to you?"
The man in blue shook his head and sighed, "...he really hates you."
"..." Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "Let's go."
The two turned a corner at the mountain gate and walked to the side mountain road.
Loose immortals who have not passed the final assessment are not allowed to step into Hongmeng Academy, and can only temporarily live in Changqing Garden outside the mountain gate of Hongmeng Academy.
Hongmeng College opened the mountain for enrollment ten days ago, and Ji Chaoyun was the first batch of loose immortals to come to Changqingyuan.
And on that day, the news of a little beauty from the iceberg came to Changqingyuan and spread in Hongmeng Academy. The second generation of immortals are ignorant all day long, but they are full of interest when it comes to talking about treasures and beauties. For a few days, people secretly come to Changqingyuan, wanting to see Ji Chaoyun's demeanor.
Jiang Cheng came from a privileged background and grew up like a moon from the stars, which he originally disdained. But there are always people talking in their ears, describing Ji Chaoyun as being in heaven and earth. Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back, and couldn't hold back his face, so he only dared to pick it up in the middle of the night, sneaking over the wall from the backyard and entering Changqingyuan.
—Then he was beaten out as a thief by Ji Chaoyun, who was practicing swordsmanship in the backyard.
This is how the two of them ended up.
"If you want me to tell him, you'd better apologize to him. From now on, everyone will be classmates. Isn't it good to hold back for a while?"
Under the lamp, Ji Chaoyun was holding this book and reading it carefully.
The candlelight on the table was beaten slowly by the hem of the man's clothes while drinking, Ji Chaoyun couldn't bear to raise his head: "Ye Chenxing."
"exist."
Ji Chaoyun turned a page and said, "Go out after drinking, I haven't finished my homework today."
"You've worked so hard before entering school, don't you plan to leave a way for me to wait for the tail of the crane?" Ye Chenxing tilted his head and teased.
It is said that looking at a person under the lamp adds a bit of color, especially when it is placed on this person. The lights and shadows outlined his outline more and more clearly, and the black and fine eyelashes drooped down, leaving a shallow shadow on the white porcelain-like face.
It's no wonder that the second generation of immortals had to go to great lengths to see him. Looking at Hongmeng Academy, and even the world of immortals and mortals, it is difficult to find anyone who can compare with him.
Ye Chenxing swallowed unconsciously, turned his eyes away, and landed on the book in Ji Chaoyun's hand: "Yo, where did you get this book? The fourth volume of the Supreme Huajing, I thought this book could no longer be found in Xianyu."
Ji Chaoyun paused and turned the page again: "Given by a friend."
He obviously didn't want to say more, Ye Chenxing didn't care, he touched his nose, took out a crystal clear spiritual stone from his arms and threw it on the table.
"Well, this is all I have left." Ye Chenxing said, "Before the assessment starts tomorrow, send this to Jiang Cheng, and to say something nice, he has no reason to get along with a freshman."
"No, take it back."
"You—" Ye Chenxing jumped off the table and scolded, "I have inquired about it. Tomorrow's final assessment is the ring competition. You must win three people to enter the school, even if you lose a game! Have you ever thought about it? If Jiang Cheng really arranges a few masters for you, how will you fight tomorrow?"
Ji Chaoyun's voice was steady: "But I also remember that freshmen can choose the content of the test by themselves."
"Then what-"
"That's enough." Ji Chaoyun raised his head, the beating lights reflected in his eyes, as if the stars fell into the night sky and crossed a broken light, "I can win."
Ji Chaoyun doesn't seem to be very old, and there is still some youthful youth between his eyebrows, but he always looks calm, as if he has never taken anything in his eyes. Beauty is beautiful, but it lacks a few. get angry.
But at this moment, when he looked under the lamp, the beautifully shaped lips curled up in a shallow arc, and the bottom of his eyes flashed with a self-confidence that was rarely seen in the past.
- This look almost brightened his facial features.
Ji Chaoyun repeated softly in this smile: "Don't worry, I can win."
It was getting dark, Ji Chaoyun closed the book and put it back in the Qiankun bag. He sat quietly at the table for a moment, and took out a delicate purse from his arms. In the purse is a feather.
The feathers glowed with a red-golden luster under the lamp, with distinct roots, and it was faintly visible that the thick spiritual power flowed on them.
Ji Chaoyun gently brushed the surface of the feather with his fingertips, closed his eyes, and the fine memories came flooding in.
"I heard that mortals have to give each other gifts when they fall in love. I received your gift, but unfortunately I have nothing to give you right now... You hold this piece of phoenix golden feather, you have to keep it well, I don't care if it is lost."
"...Che, what's so precious, if you like it, I'll pull out a few more pieces for you, just don't pull out the baldness for me."
The man turned against the starlight, and could hardly see the soft and nostalgic light in his eyes: "When I come back to Xiaolong, after I come back, I will never leave again."
"This thing is also worthy of your life, do you think he will come back?"
The sound of pattering rain, footsteps, and scolding continued one after another, and the blurry figure shrouded his body in shadows. Ji Chaoyun was in severe pain, and even his breath was bloody.
"Hand over it, or don't blame us for being rude!"
"What are you still arrogant about, even if we kill you now, no one will know about it, bring it here!"
Ling Yu had been completely soaked in his blood, just like he had experienced countless times in the past, Ji Chaoyun tried his best to raise his head, and there was only blood everywhere he could see, and he couldn't even see the face of the man in front of him.
Then, a sharp blade with a cold light came with the wind, and a sword pierced his heart.
The suffocating pain swept through the whole body, Ji Chaoyun opened his eyes, and it took a while to hear his rapid breathing.
The hand he held the phoenix golden ling trembled violently. At this moment, the night wind blew open the window, the lights went out, and the room fell into darkness.
The bright moonlight spilled into the window through the shadow of the tree, Ji Chaoyun turned his head, and the bronze mirror by the table reflected his current appearance.
The pair of beautifully shaped peach blossom eyes were filled with water vapor and turned red in embarrassment. The ink-like color in his eyes faded, and a pair of vertical pupils gradually appeared in the depths of the pale, glass-like pupils.
In front of the forehead, a pair of silver dragon horns slowly emerged, and a layer of light halo was plated under the moonlight.
Ji Chaoyun stared at his appearance, and finally calmed down. He got up and closed the window, went back to the bed and curled up, carefully putting the phoenix golden feather back into his purse.
In the darkness, he put his purse to his lips and said softly, "Good night."