While Fairy Chen and others were discussing how to defend against the invasion of the Demon Path in Chixiatang, a disciple came in from outside to report, "Master, Master, and Uncle Chen are courteous, and Brother Jianchen said there is something to report in the outer hall!"
"Jianchen, let him in!" The old man in white smiled slightly, waved his hand and let the disciple go out! The eyes of the red-robed old man beside him were drawn into a straight line, but he was also noncommittal!
"Since the brother has a solution, then I will leave!" Chen Fuxing looked as usual, ready to get up and leave. At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door, "Hey, silly big guy, what are you pulling, why are you bringing me here!" Hearing this voice, Jingyue's brows can't help but frown, this voice` ``Why are you so familiar!
"Boy thief, you come in for me!" Jian Chen pulled in with a big hand, and then pulled the clothed boy in from outside the door. "Uncommon?" Jingyue's expression was shocked, didn't this kid leave with Jinghua? Fairy Chen Liu frowned, but never left.
"Jian Chen! Don't be presumptuous!" The red-robed old man yelled, his sword eyebrows raised slightly!
"Yes! Master!" Jian Chen let go of Yun Bufan. After seeing Chen Fuxing on the side, he was surprised and said slowly: "Master, Master, and Master Chen, there is something I also ask you to call the shots!"
"You can say anything about it, the uncle will naturally be judged!" The white-clothed old man said slowly, but his old eyes were looking at the clothed young man in front of him! Jian Chen nodded, and explained the whole process of encountering Yun Bufan during the tour. At the end, he stared at Yun Bufan, who was rolling his eyes beside him!
"Little brother, I wonder if what my nephew said is true?" The white-clothed old man touched his long beard and looked at the young man in front of him peacefully! "You are all the same, so naturally you will believe what he said, and it's useless to say anything!" Yun Bufan rolled his eyes, looking like an old god is there!
The white-clothed old man smiled slightly: "You kid has sharp teeth and sharp mouths. We won't mention this for the time being, but you trespassed into my sword gate, but punishment is inevitable!" Hearing this, the mirror on the moon that has not said anything. One step forward, he said: "The head teacher, this young man is named Yun Bufan, I brought the sword door!" Then he took out the yellow envelope that Mo Wen had handed her, and handed it to the pale palm. Door!
The old man in white took the envelope and read the entire letter. He couldn't help but laugh and curse: "It turns out to be this old thing!" Immediately he couldn't help but glanced at the young man in white clothes again, and then said to Jianchen: "I think this is a game. Misunderstanding, if that's the case, let's stop mentioning this matter!"
"But``````"
"Jian Chen, since the headmaster said this is a misunderstanding, don't mention it again!" The red-robed old man stopped Jian Chen, who was unwilling, and shouted in a deep voice.
Seeing Jianchen's bitter gourd-like food, Yun Bufan drooped his eyelids and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly! The white-clothed old man smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Since the matter is over, then I will go back!" Then he walked to Yun Bufan, "You follow me!"
Yun Bufan shrugged, and followed the white-clothed old man out of Chixia Hall! Seeing the rest of the crowd shook their heads for a while!
As the old man walked for a while, the two Yun Bufan came to a large-scale hall. Looking at the exquisite building in front of him, the young man couldn't help but brighten up, and happily followed the white-clothed old man to the hall, only to see the spirit lingering in the hall and the glow of light floating. There is a water pool on both sides, a few exotic trees, colorful fish and fairy-like waterbirds swim in the water; the trees bear fruits of quite rare species!
An old and a young slowly entered a lobby in the hall. The white-clothed old man motioned to the young man to sit down, then looked at the young man again, and said, "The old man is named Gu Jianzong, and he is the head of this place! You are called Yun Bufan!" Yun Bufan nodded, and said, "The kid took the liberty!"
Gu Jianzong slowly narrowed his gaze, smiled and said: "Baofan, how long has the person who asked you to come to Jianmen know you?" "You mean the old man! I was raised by him since I was a child, and it has been for 15 years. Together, I have never left. This is my first time out!" Yun Bufan felt nostalgic for the days when he was with the old blacksmith in his heart!
Gu Jianzong seemed to have insight into the minds of the young man, saying: "It's extraordinary, people always have to grow up, and separation is indispensable. From now on, you will treat this place as your own home! When you can be alone, you will see that person again. It’s worth noting his painstaking effort to raise the person you grow up!"
Yun Bufan nodded, but stopped talking. Seeing this, Gu Jianzong changed his words, "Nothing, you have been living with that old man all these years, did he teach you something?"
The young man in white clothes did not know why the head had asked, so he nodded again: "The old man taught me the art of forging!" "Oh?" The white-clothed old man narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: Don't hear the old thing disappeared. More than ten years later, he actually taught this juvenile forging technique, and now he sent his personal disciple to me, what on earth did he want to do? This old thing is really a headache!
"Uncommon, a spiritual test ceremony will be held in a few days, so be prepared! After the ceremony, you will practice well here. If you have any difficulties, you can come here to find me!" Gu Jianzong took out a piece of his white robe. A token made of white jade material, said: "This is the command of the Sword Sect Master. With this token, you can go to the rest of the place except for the Sword Gate!" Hearing this, Yun Bufan's heart was rippling, and he was busy taking it. The token immediately bowed and went to the outside of the hall.
After walking out of the main hall of the head, Yun Bufan was not in a hurry to go back. He walked and stopped to admire the scenery in the sword gate, before not knowing it came to a dark place, vaguely crying. After running a few steps, I saw a little girl sitting on the ground crying happily not far away.
Where's the kid? Without thinking about it, Yun Bufan hurried to the girl's side and said, "Hey, where did you come from?" When the little girl on the ground heard the question, she raised a small pink face, her eyes wide open. Full of innocence, "I don't call hello, I am Xiaoya. Who are you? Why have I never seen you!"
Yun Bufan took the back of his head and said harmlessly: "Me? I am a good person, by the way, what are you crying for?" Xiaoya wiped her tears and pointed to the tree beside her and said, "Xiaoya I accidentally got the oil paint mask that my father gave me to the tree, and I can't take it down, and no one can help me!"
Sure enough, Yun Bufan looked up and saw a mask of Zhu Bajie hanging on the tree. Yun Bufan patted the tree trunk, but did not see the face book. He still hung firmly on the branch. Then he rubbed his hands, bent his knees, and exerted force on the soles of his feet, clinging to the trunk with a swish. The young man used his limbs together, slowly approaching the mask.
"Squeak!"
After Yun Bufan broke the whole branch, he lowered it along the trunk. "Here, here you are!" Yun Bufan took the music score and handed it to Xiaoya, tearful of Lihua. The latter immediately stopped crying, happily took the Zhu Bajie mask, and then put it on his face. Xiaoya happily slapped her little hand and ran away. At the end, she turned her head and shouted to the young man: "Thank you, brother!"
Looking at the trotting piglet, the boy rolled his eyes, and then couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth!