Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 32 Chongxu
It is already late at night, and Chang'an, which is brightly lit in the evening, is already silent, and people have already entered the deepest sleep.

In the city, there was no movement at all.

The night covers your eyes, but you can't hide your white robe
A few small figures sneaked out from a tall building.

It was Bai Tingyin and his party who separated from Xiaodaotong.

Quietly dodging several waves of patrols, they rushed directly into a restaurant whose lights had been turned off.

"Xiaoyin...is there any problem?"

Ming Yiqing tugged Bai Tingyin's sleeve with a guilty conscience, with a nervous expression on his face, followed by Lu Tingrou who also looked nervous.

It was the first time he ran out of the house without obeying the family's orders. Although no one was watching at home, he still stayed obediently.

When he thought about it, after all, the Ming family's family was so powerful, they probably would be caught back in no time after they ran out, and they would be more disciplined for no reason, so they seldom did things that violated the family's orders.

And it was the first time that he sneaked out late at night like now.

"Hush—I haven't eaten in the middle of the night. I'll go find something to eat."

The rest of the people who were yawning immediately pricked up their ears when they heard the food.

Several of them were children around ten years old, among them, Su Yuanjiu and Bai Tingyin were the youngest, both were only six years old, they were both sleepy and hungry at this point, and that was as it should be.

But obviously between sleeping and the stomach, the stomach still has the upper hand.

"Let's go find the best ones. I heard that the Zuixian Chicken in this restaurant is good, but I don't know if their meat dishes will last overnight..."

Li Hengchong, who lived on the ground floor when he was a child, obviously knew some habits in the restaurant better, so he yawned and said.

"Everyone, be careful. My father told me before that at night, there will always be a few guards and mistresses left in these restaurants, just to guard against thieves."

Maybe because he knew that his voice was a little rough, he carefully looked around and lowered the volume a little.

"Those guards live next to the kitchen! We have to be careful."

The little ones all nodded when they heard this. If disciple Chunyang came to the restaurant to steal food and was discovered by the hotel waiter on the spot, then it would be over when he went back.

Several people got into the hall and were about to sneak to the kitchen, but unexpectedly they were found first.

The sound is crisp and slightly magnetic.

"It's late at night, where do you want to go?"

familiar voice?
turn around
It's Brother Luo Feng with a smile on his face
It's that smile... a bit hideous.

He had been waiting at the station for almost a night.

……

eyes red

Ye Jinyan didn't know where this was, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, and it was a little familiar.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of pain were mixed together, which was very ear-piercing.

The figure is a little blurry, it is a woman, I can't see the face clearly, it seems very beautiful?The figure is very beautiful, but who is this?Why can't I see her face clearly, but she is so familiar.
where is this?
"puff!"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out with pieces of internal organs.

Xiao Daotong jumped up all of a sudden.

Looking around stupidly, he murmured

"Am I going back to the camp dead?"

"It doesn't seem right..."

After calming down, I probably recalled what happened before I fell into coma, and suddenly I felt sore all over my body.
This is the legendary slow response, right?

There were two people sitting in front of me, one I had seen before, it was the senior brother who didn't know where he came from, and the other was a little girl who was slightly older than me now, but she was only seven or eight years old, and she was looking at it with a face full of surprise. look at yourself.

Hmm, kinda cute.

"That... where is this?"

Due to the soreness all over his body, Xiao Daotong lay back to the place where he had been lying just now, but he still asked curiously.

Li Wenyou and the little girl Li Qiuying were both stunned.

Although they just used a very precious talisman to save Xiao Daotong's life, even if they saved this life, it would still be a serious injury, okay?Let ordinary people scream in pain when they move it.

This kid is fine, he jumped up as soon as he woke up.

Li Wenyou had seen a little bit of the world, and his surprised expression didn't last long. He just sat up, straightened his sloppy white robe, and bowed seriously.

"Hey, why are you kneeling on me! Do you understand Zheshou?"

With a frightened expression on his face, Xiao Daotong lay on the ground and rolled to the side, as if he was really afraid of losing decades of life, and the little girl beside him giggled.

Li Wenyou didn't explain much, and put away his casual expression with a solemn expression.

"The next thing I want to say is about the secrets of my Chunyang Palace. As my second generation disciple of Chunyang Palace, please listen carefully to Junior Brother Ye."

Xiao Daotong is actually full of questions now, and he wanted to ask, but now that the Taoist can explain himself, it is of course the best.

He straightened his face, and continued to wave his hands to open the [Ling Taixu] aura, enveloping the three of them in the aura, the air was stagnant, and it was difficult for the voice to come out.

"My Li Wenyou, like Junior Brother Ye, is a second-generation disciple of Chunyang Palace."

Pointing to the little girl next to her with a strange expression, she continued:

"This is Li Qiuying, the same as us, but in terms of seniority, he can be regarded as your little senior sister."

"The pulse category we belong to is Chongxu."

Xiao Daotong's pupils shrank. In this world, most people know that Chunyang has six disciples, and each branch has its own specialty.

But in the game, Chunyang has seven veins.

Jingxu, Yuxu, Jinxu, Lingxu, Zixu, Qingxu, Chongxu.

But Xiaodaotong has lived in Chunyang Palace for more than five years, and he has never found any disciple who claims to be of the Chongxu lineage.

I originally thought that [Chongxu] was a new lineage in the next ten years, but now it seems that there is something strange.

The Taoist seemed to observe what the little Taoist boy was thinking about, stopped for a moment, and continued to speak

"Presumably Junior Brother Ye has never heard of our lineage, and most of the disciples will not have heard of it."

Taoist's expression is a bit self-deprecating

"Because our lineage is the lineage of the guardian."

"As the name suggests, it protects the way of pure yang, and it is also the last card of pure yang."

"There are very few people in the Chongxu lineage. There are a total of 610 people. Each of them is an elite selected from hundreds of thousands of disciples who signed up for entry. Most of them have been secretly cultivated since they were under three years old."

"As for the responsibilities, there is only one, and it will be used as the last orthodoxy of Chunyang. If one day Chunyang is destroyed, then we will build a new Chunyang Palace. As long as we are still there, Chunyang will not be destroyed. "

As if he had mentioned something worth being happy about, the Taoist took a sip of the wine gourd.

"However, we also have other responsibilities. The main thing is to protect the way and protect the way for others."

Li Wenyou pointed to Xiaodaotong, and then nodded to himself and Li Qiuying.

"Just like the three of us."

Xiao Daotong had some doubts, and thought: "There are so many talented disciples in Chunyang, if each of them has two guardians, wouldn't it be a mess?"The number of Chongxu shouldn't be as small as he said, right? '

It seemed that he could see what Xiaodaotong was thinking, and the Taoist's tone was also a little uncomfortable
"Of course not every genius needs to be protected. There are a total of 420 people in Chunyang Palace who can start cultivation under the age of seven, and there are 52 people who can start cultivation under the age of five. Disciples don’t need to practice, they just need to be full-time bodyguards.”

three fingers up

"In the entire Chunyang Palace, among the 930 four disciples, only three need protection."

little boy
"You're one of them."

Without revealing much, he picked up the gourd and took a sip. He glanced at the little girl rubbing her little hands next to him and said lightly.
"I'm fine, I've been protecting you for five years now, and in another ten years, when you enter this arena, I'll have nothing to worry about, and I don't need to worry about it anymore.

But she is different. "

I clicked on the little girl next to me,
"There are also two types of guardians. One is like me, as a powerful guardian, who will protect you well before you enter the rivers and lakes, and at the same time prevent assassinations from other sects. Among the disciples of Chongxu , People like me are called [Blesser].”

"And she's different."

In the middle of speaking, he touched the little girl's head, which made Li Qiuying's face flush.

"Her name is [Follower]."

"In this life, as long as you don't die, she will always protect you as your shadow, maybe she is not strong enough"

Li Wenyou probably remembered the scene where the little girl instinctively blocked Xiaodaotong with her body

His face was slightly cold, and his voice became a little low.

"However, it can block a fatal blow for you.

This is the mission of her life. "

Looking up at Xiaodaotong seriously, the cold air on his face was very heavy

"But she is not a tool. In this life, you will only have another [follower]. If she dies, there will be no second one. Your life is only guaranteed once, so cherish her for me!"

I can't control the volume, maybe I'm thinking of something bad.

The amount of information was a bit large, which made Ye Jinyan a little confused.

Looking at the little girl with a little blush on her face, she was at a loss.

Suddenly, Xiaodaotong asked out of nowhere:
"That is to say, she is mine in this life?"

'puff--'

The sloppy Taoist sprayed the old wine on the ground, choking to a mess.

After hearing this, the little girl blushed even more.

Damn, thinking about it this way, it seems that this is indeed the case? ?
(End of this chapter)