In the middle of the night, the Tianshu Pavilion is very quiet, only in the bamboo forest house, there is occasionally the sound of hard work.

Naturally, a scholar cannot be like a cultivator, who only needs to perceive the Great Dao and practice quietly.

The collection of books here is a treasure for readers, and the books in the library can also be borrowed by students.

They study all the time.

In the vast night, Chu Jingtian walked out of the house and into the forest, where a person was waiting for him.

"Have you met with Chu Jiang?"

Chu Jingtian looked at the green shirt in the bamboo forest and asked.

Mu Haifeng looked at the moonlight in the sky, shook his head, and said, "Now is not the time. ”

Chu Jingtian's brows furrowed slightly, he always felt that something was strange.

Since they are old people, why didn't they see each other after coming to Luoyang City?

"Do you have any doubts about this in your heart?" Mu Haifeng turned around and looked at Chu Jingtian.

"We should be friends now, right?" Chu Jingtian asked rhetorically, although he had no friends at all in his life, except for the old beggar and the master, there was no one worthy of his trust.

But he didn't know why, at the moment he met Mu Haifeng, he really had a feeling of sympathy.

This feeling is very amazing, obviously we have only met once, and then in less than half a month, Chu Jingtian has already regarded Mu Haifeng as his best friend.

This was what frightened Chu Jingtian, and it was also a different kind of emotion, a friendship between brothers that he had never felt.

Everyone has a past that they don't want to mention, and Chu Jingtian will not force Mu Haifeng, just cherish the present, but it is certain to be curious in his heart.

"Of course we are friends, and you may be my only and best friend, both before and in the future. ”

Although Mu Haifeng's situation is different from Chu Jingtian's, there is one thing they have in common, that is, they have very few friends.

The so-called friends of wine and meat and politeness are naturally not sincere, and Mu Haifeng will never regard them as friends.

Maybe Su Yang is Mu Haifeng's friend, but he is more of an enemy, and the relationship between the two is very wonderful.

So in Mu Haifeng's view, Chu Jingtian is indeed his friend and the confidant he has always wanted to have.

"Actually, I didn't come to Luoyang City just to meet my old friends. It's not that I won't say it today, but you'll understand later. ”

"When you want to say it, you will naturally tell me, and I will not force you to ask what you don't want to say, because we are friends. ”

Because we're friends!

Listening to this sentence in Mu Haifeng's ears, I don't know if it is irony or a yearning.

In the past, his so-called friends were either killed by him, or they were used by him to kill them indirectly.

Mu Haifeng thought for a long time, and his mind also flashed in his mind about the more than a year after the battle of Tianxuan Mountain.

......

Xuanshan in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, where the Xuanzhen Gate is located, the original glorious palace pavilion has become a ruin at this time.

Everywhere there are traces of fire, like a purgatory.

In the ruins, there were many white-shirted Ran Ruo Sect disciples looking around, searching for the cultivation resources left behind by the Xuanzhen Sect.

But the Pure Lotus Heavenly Fire is so terrifying, the entire Tianxuan Mountain has basically been trampled flat, and there are very few treasures that can be found.

However, the disciples of Ruozong were stationed here for more than half a month before they all evacuated.

Soon, it was completely locked down.

Somewhere in Tianxuan Mountain, there is a mountain spring, but because of the collapse of the mountain, it has been buried by rocks.

Nearly six days ago, there was a sudden jolt from under the ruins, followed by an arm that poked out, clutching a spear in the shape of a dark iron in its palm.

This is very famous in the Great Zhou, Shenwu embroidered wave gun!

And its owner is the first disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect, the strongest person among the younger generation in the Great Zhou cultivation world, Mu Haifeng.

The rubble rolled down, and a poor man in tattered clothes and stained with blood crawled out from under the rubble.

He had barely breathed in the fresh air, and his hands went limp, and he tumbled off the rubble and smashed into a small patch of polluted muddy water.

The whole person was lying motionless in the sludge, and the spear also fell to the side, soaked in sewage.

It was almost time for tea, and the figure lying on his stomach moved.

Raising his head slightly, his hair was messy and tangled, covered with mud, and his face was covered with mud, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

He flipped over and lay on his back in the shallow mudflats, his eyelashes fluttering slightly as the wind blew, and finally opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a blue sky, but it is full of dust and mist, as if it is a scene of dust after a baptism of war.

"I'm not dead?"

Raising his arm, a pair of palms appeared in his field of vision, and he felt confused and surprised.

Standing up with difficulty, his whole body tingled, as if the bones of his whole body were broken, and he subconsciously knelt on the ground again.

"The Great Dao favored me, and I survived......"

To be able to breathe, to be able to feel the pain, is proof that he is alive.

The surrounding scenery is not unfamiliar, but the ruins in front of you are very unfamiliar, because there should be a big mountain here, but now it is a pile of rubble.

"Tianxuan Mountain ruined ......"

"Su Yang......" Mu Haifeng's fists clenched tightly, and blood dripped, blending with the sludge.

Picking up the Shenwu embroidered wave gun, he has supported his body from falling, Mu Haifeng looked at this piece of ruins, and his eyes were full of endless hatred.

"The avenue doesn't accept me because I still have things to do. Su Yang, the war between you and me has just begun......"

Su Yang's last blow almost nullified his cultivation, and Mu Haifeng felt a tingling pain in the meridians in his body, an unbearable pain.

But it is precisely this pain that makes him more aware of what happened to him, if he does not die, there will be a blessing in the future, and he will one day be able to take revenge.

"Boom la la ......"

There was movement around, and it seemed that someone was approaching.

Mu Haifeng hid behind the pile of rocks, lying in the mudflat, covered in mud and the disgusting smell, his pupils were bloodshot.

"The Xuanzhen Gate is gone, this is something that no one could have imagined beforehand. ”

"Yes, but the Xuanzhen Sect is not yet destroyed, at least more than a hundred disciples are still alive, but they can only be reduced to casual cultivation. ”

"If it weren't for the stakes and the stakes couldn't be wiped out, these people wouldn't have survived. ”

"That Su Yang fled to Daqi, but the border has been blocked by my Ranruo Sect's disciples and army, and he will not be able to escape the net in the end. ”

"As a disciple of Xuanzhenmen, he colluded with Wanyoufu to cause the collapse of the sect, and this son can only survive in the territory of the Great Zhou. ”

The two Ran Ruozong disciples chatted while casually scanning the surroundings, this kind of pile of stones, even if there were treasures buried underneath, they were too lazy to rummage through them.

What's more, this is not a Xuanzhen Sect important place, so it doesn't matter at all, they just come over to take a look at it casually.

When they were far away, Mu Haifeng showed up, at least thanks to them, Mu Haifeng knew Su Yang's whereabouts.

"Regardless of Ruozong's purpose, but Su Yang, you have already become a sinner in the entire Great Zhou, and you must not feel good now, right?"

It seemed that thinking of Su Yang's embarrassment at this moment, Mu Haifeng felt a little better in his heart, and he didn't dare to stay here longer.

There are disciples of the Ran Ruo Sect patrolling around the entire Tianxuan Mountain, his identity is different, once he is discovered, he is likely to be killed on the spot.

For six days, he hid in the vicinity, and as soon as he noticed someone appearing, he immediately changed his position.

His internal breath couldn't be lifted for the time being, and he couldn't avoid the people of Ran Ruozong fleeing from this place.

In addition to the difficulty of avoiding his body, when he was hungry, he could only feed himself with bark and leaves, and drink sewage, which was definitely the greatest humiliation he suffered in his life.

Now, Mu Haifeng's fate is unknown, and he was even decadent for a time, not knowing where to go.

But as long as he thinks of Su Yang, he must live, and he firmly believes that as long as he can live, hope will be at his fingertips.

Finally, he survived the most difficult six days, and all the disciples of Ran Ruozong withdrew.

He was able to breathe, without stopping, and left the place where he had grown up.

His target was the border of Qi Zhou, and he had to know the current situation of Su Yang and whether he had been caught by Ran Ruozong's people.

But Mu Haifeng didn't believe that Su Yang would throw himself into the net, even if he was besieged, he would definitely have a way to escape.

But Mu Haifeng still has to confirm it in person to rest assured.

......

Ningjiang Mansion is a large town, but the scale is still too small compared to the real big city.

But it's especially bustling, and it's been raining for the last few days, but the streets are still full of pedestrians.

All the shops are doing business diligently, trying to attract customers.

In the small market, it is more crowded, and all kinds of pedestrians are doing different things, holding umbrellas and shuttling, which has a unique charm.

At this time, a pot-bellied businessman, held an umbrella by a servant, hurriedly ran to an eaves, looked at the drizzle in the air, and cursed in his mouth.

"This damn weather, why did it rain inexplicably, I thought it was going to stop, but it started to rain again. ”

Behind him was a small teahouse, which was very lively at this time, and because of the rain, the guests who did not bring umbrellas were forced to stay here, and the storyteller began to speak at length.

It was also to pass the time, waiting for the rain to stop, the guests were in high spirits, and the story told by the young storyteller was indeed quite interesting.

"Hurry up and call the carriage, I don't want to stay here forever!" the merchant looked back and yelled impatiently at the little man.

The little guy nodded again and again, didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly ran out.

The merchant had been cursing and swearing, and when he looked down, he found a beggar sitting in the corner under the eaves.

And the beggar was looking up at him.

Slightly stunned, the merchant scolded: "Dead beggar, what do you see! If you are given a few lifetimes, you will not be as rich as me, you are really a bad man, and you are wasting air to live!"

The beggar who had been scolded did not speak, but stared at the merchant.

"It's unlucky. The merchant was very angry, and stretched out his foot to kick the beggar: "Look, look, I can't kick you!"

The kicked beggar covered it with his arm, but how could he resist the soles of the fat businessman who were at least 200 pounds, and he was directly kicked to the ground.