Smoke rises in the courtyard, and the fragrance wafts from the wooden windows.

The white-haired man rolled up his sleeves and tied his white hair behind him, and then put it on his plate.

The red and green on the plate are complex, and there is a little bit of white.

He placed the spoon directly in the pot, then took a handkerchief and wiped his hands, then placed the dish into a wooden plate.

This wooden disc is very long and very large. There are thirty dishes on it.

The white-haired man put his handkerchief aside and stretched out his hand a little bit forward. The wooden disc in front of him slowly rose, and as he moved, the wooden disc stepped forward.

When the white-haired man walked out of the kitchen, he saw a woman dressed in yellow and a beautiful woman standing in front of the door.

The two of them smelled the food, so they came to the front of the house early and waited.

"Childe. When the beautiful woman saw the white-haired man walking out of the kitchen, she hurriedly stepped forward and connected the wooden tray hanging in front of her.

"Aunt Qiao. The white-haired man nodded to the beautiful woman, thought about it and said, "I have already prepared this meal, so you can take Yaoyao to the dining hall for dinner." ”

"Childe, aren't you together?"

The white-haired man nodded and said, "I've woken up after thirty-five years, but that's just for you. For others, it's been a hundred years since I'm gone. ”

"Yaoyao, for a long time to come. I'm going to stay here, so you don't have to worry I'm not leaving. The white-haired man saw the woman in yellow clothes stretching out her hands and holding one of her arms tightly, and also persuaded.

Between the words, there is a little brilliance. The figure of the white-haired man suddenly turned into a crystal.

"I have never lost my word about what I have said to you. He will be back in three days at the latest. ”

When these words fell, the figure of the white-haired man completely disappeared into the star.

In a world, a white mark has been drawn.

This white mark appeared in an instant. Before he could even blink an eye, he disappeared into the deep galaxy. No one could tell.

A figure came to a white star. Through the majestic atmospheric flow, the white-haired man felt the strong immortal vitality on this star.

It's a world. There is such a place called the only pure land in the world. Here, there will be no monk disputes, let alone swords and blood. Some of them are just students learning from each other.

This place is called Bailu Academy. For tens of millions of years, it has not been regarded as a powerful sect in this world, but it has the most profound and powerful foundation.

Because every top force in the world is inextricably linked to Bailu Academy. Almost every most outstanding disciple of the top forces will be sent to this academy.

Because this is the place where the world's pride gathers. Here, seeing nature will be more far-reaching, and students who are also proud of the sky will be able to discuss and discuss, and they will be able to recognize their own shortcomings more clearly.

More importantly, it is a place of mission for two generations of co-masters, attracting countless monks. It's just that you can't become a student of Bailu Academy.

"Bailu Academy......" The white-haired man murmured softly, his eyes revealing reminiscence.

This is where he was born. It is also the place where someone stays when they first come to the middle of the world.

Here, he has four students. All of them have been passed on to him.

After a hundred years, I don't know how those four students are doing.

The white-haired man is Chu Cheng's divine thought clone.

A hundred years ago, the deity fought with the extremely resentful clone in the Donghua remnant realm, and Qin Wanyao sacrificed her life to make the nine wonderful flowers bloom and turn into a monster who only knows how to kill.

Then Chu Cheng did not hesitate to wear a mask of destiny that could confuse people's hearts in order to protect Li Shanling's favorite woman, making him crazy in an instant, and his will seemed to be occupied by others.

Although at the critical moment, another monk in the cloudy sky, Guanyuan Fish, came to help, and a clear rain swept away the haze, erasing the extremely resentful clone, and also dispersed the demonic thoughts of the deity.

But the deepest touch in my heart is difficult to dissipate after all. In order to prevent this demonic thought from recreating the tragedy of slaughtering tens of millions of living beings, the deity had to go to the starry sky battlefield and rely on killing the starry sky demons to get rid of the killing intent in his heart.

The Shennian clone took away the remnants of Jiu Miao, and rushed back to the mountain spirit star in an emergency, seeking help from Aunt Qiao. Since then, he has been in a state of epiphany. Although he was interrupted by Li Shanling's breath halfway, he fell into a feeling after that.

Until thirty-five years ago, the divine thought clone was completed, and the divine soul left the body and soared into the world.

In the past hundred years, the Divine Mind clone has never returned to Bailu Academy, leaving the four students to fend for themselves.

"A hundred years, although it is not long. But for him, it's time for growth. If there is no one who cares about them and has excellent guidance from a good teacher, I am afraid that I will inevitably feel proud in my heart. ”

Those who are here are the pride of the sky, and everyone has a proud bone in their hearts. It is naturally good for people to have arrogance, but if they are excessive, it is extremely detrimental to the path of cultivation.

The style is passionate and inspiring. But it is inevitable that it will be easy to die. For monks, it is best to have a normal mind.

The white-haired man looked down, his gaze through the majestic layer of atmosphere, and landed in the building below.

Those buildings are courtyard buildings. Unlike the general ones, these buildings are basically made of stone buildings.

The white-haired man chuckled lightly and stepped into the stars at this moment. Instantly came to a small alley.

This is the North Hall of Bailu Academy. The place where the white-haired man landed was extremely clean, and it was full of bright flowers and neat green grass.

A hundred years ago, this was not the case. Rather, it was desolate, overgrown with weeds, and a few fallen willows with no leaves left.

This is the teacher's dormitory building of the North Hall Academy, where Chu Cheng once lived.

The white-haired man looked up at the building three hundred paces away, and then turned around and walked towards the rear.

According to my memory, I walked through a bamboo forest and followed the stream to a waterhole.

The white-haired man looked at the edge of the pool, crisscrossed by an extended river.

"That's where I first met the silly boy. The white-haired man thought of Yuan Shao, the young man who always had a long nose between his nose.

A hundred years have passed, and the former teenager should have grown up. The white-haired man didn't stay too long. In one step, I came to a classroom.

Here, it used to be the place where Chu Cheng taught his career.

It was only when he arrived here that he heard loud laughter coming from inside the house.

These laughter are not one or two, but dozens.

The white-haired man frowned and pushed the door open. But I saw a young man walking upside down on the podium, which was very funny.

This young man is very strange. He had never seen it.

When the door was slammed, the laughter in the room stopped instantly. Even the young man was shocked and fell to the ground.

The young man stood up, looking a little embarrassed. Seeing that the person who came was not an elder of the department, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know who a friend is?" the young man asked, not only embarrassed, but also forgetting the etiquette, clenching his fists.

The white-haired man shook his head and exited the room amid the puzzled gazes of many students.

"I forgot, now a hundred years have passed. How could he still be in this North Hall. ”

Bailu Academy is divided into four courtyards, which are divided into north, west, south, and east. This North Hall is a place for Jindan students to attend classes. Inside, it's the core area.

The students there are at least the top ten days of the White Dew List of the East Hall Academy. The cultivation is the lowest, and it is also in the infant god realm. There are even older generations of students in the Tribulation Realm.

However, there are very few of these people, and most of them have gone to the starry sky battlefield. After returning, if they are from poor families, they will continue to stay in the academy, teach and preach, and cultivate more outstanding students. If it is a student from a big family or a big power, then bid farewell to the academy and return to the family power.

As a result, a ray of light rose in the white-haired man's eyes, rising in the sky and blending with the daylight.

At this moment, the entire landscape and architecture of Bailu Academy were in view.

The white-haired man's gaze finally fell on the Nantang Academy.

"One hundred years... From the Jindan realm to the gods. It's pretty fast. It's just that... There is only one student left in this Bailu Academy, where did the other three go?"

He only saw a familiar person in Bailu Academy, even Song Huaren, who was a mentor, and Yan Feinan, who was impressed by Chu Cheng, had never seen a trace.

In the courtyard of the South Hall, there is a woman with a proud figure who fights two men with her bare hands in the martial arts arena.

There was a golden light in each punch of the woman, and two sword intent revealing danger came to her face.

There was a gentle sound of rubbing, sounding in the sound of breaking the air.

The sinister sword intent was scattered into sparks in that punch. The woman's figure flashed again, like a ghost, although the two men were also fast, they were still pressed step by step, and almost every breath was punched by the woman.

After ten breaths, the two men fell to the ground, and it was already difficult to get up.

"Uncle Li... Can I stop fighting you in the future?" a man gasped and cried.

The woman shook her fist and said with her chest straight: "Lu Yan, Meng Hao! When your teacher Yan Feinan went to the starry sky battlefield, he entrusted you two most important students to me. As your uncle, I naturally have to temper you well. ”

"Just a hundred moves, and you lost to me. You are also the second and third Tianjiao on the Bailu List, why are you so weak?"

When the two young men heard this, their faces became even more bitter. After hesitating for a long time, he said: "But you are the first person on the Bailu List, even if it is the East Hall Academy, there are not many people who can fight with you." ”

"The true meaning of the wind... Plus this Xuanhuang Immortal Body. In a world, it is difficult to find someone to fight with in the same level. ”

The voice came suddenly, behind the woman. Turned around in shock.

Suddenly, looking back, an incomparably handsome and extraordinary face was reflected in her eyes.

The most ruthless thing is reminiscence, which makes people think and worry. It's just that the most joyful thing is a memory. Because of the one who is white.

When I was young, I always had a longing in my heart. That's the man he admires, the path he has walked. I want to be that kind of person, or someone around me who can understand him better.

However, the woman's hope could not be realized, because there was a relationship that caused an insurmountable gap between her and the white-haired man.

Things have passed, and for women, the day has become desolate, the sea has become rotten, and this relationship will not decay.

Once, she was sad and talked alone in the dark at night, which was a wish that she could never return. Over time, I was finally relieved.

For the girl Huaichun, this is just a momentary affection, the emotion comes quickly, and the one that goes is also fast and uncertain.

After all, it's just love, not real love between men and women.

Despite this, after the woman saw the face of the person in front of her, her tears still couldn't stop rolling.

After half a ring, the woman took a deep breath, slowly walked to the white-haired man, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Sir......"

Then, the woman slowly returned to the ground and bowed her head. Speak again.

"The descendants of the Li family, meet the ancestors. ”