Chapter 107: Farewell

Opening his eyes again, it was already bright daylight.

Pei Ye sat up, looked back, and saw that neither Glaze nor the black cat was there. He scratched his eyebrows, picked up the book and went to find Zhu Gaoyang. Zhu Gaoyang was still confronting Heart-Slicing Glaze, and it could be seen that he really wanted a famous sword.

But the situation today was very different. Pei Ye came over and beckoned, and Glaze flew down obediently and floated in front of him.

"?" Zhu Gaoyang walked over, frowned and tilted his head to look at him, feeling as if he had been betrayed.

Pei Ye pushed Heart-Slicing Glaze behind him, pushed the book forward and pressed it on Zhu Gaoyang's chest, and smiled: "Lecture for two hours, let you touch it once."

Pei Ye sat at the table, one hand on Glaze to absorb dragon blood, and the other hand holding a pen, scribbling notes in a blank notebook.

Zhu Gaoyang leaned over and took a look and felt dizzy—the correctly written characters were as ugly as wrongly written ones, and the wrongly written ones were uglier, looking like another correct character.

If time wasn't tight, he really wanted to grab this youth's culture from the beginning.

But now he could only endure the discomfort and continue to explain the sword scriptures.

But no matter what, the youth's learning attitude was indeed impeccable, and his realization was one in ten thousand. By the time he finished speaking, he could already draw inferences from one instance.

In this way, except for lunch and dinner, both of them were lecturing and learning in the room. After sunset, Pei Ye would carry his sword to the courtyard to practice and verify what he had learned that day, while Zhu Gaoyang would sit on the side, supporting his chin and watching the Heart-Slicing Glaze in front of him.

With the lesson, this time he no longer touched it with the posture of "extremely fond", his two hands were obediently placed in front of him, and Heart-Slicing Glaze maintained a relatively safe distance and floated in front of him.

In fact, after a short time together, Pei Ye felt that Heart-Slicing Glaze was a bit like a child, on the one hand full of resistance to the touch of strangers, and on the other hand full of curiosity about new friends.

At this time, when Zhu Gaoyang no longer showed such a strong "desire to be close", it was still willing to listen to what this stranger said.

After all, Glaze reflects the heart. It and its master are the same, can reflect the bottom color of different people's hearts, which determines its attitude toward different people.

When Pei Ye finished practicing and walked over, he heard Zhu Gaoyang asking: "Do you know any other famous sword friends? Do you know where they are? Can you introduce them to me?"

Such days lasted for three days.

On the second day, the teachers of Long Jun Dongting arrived in Fenghuai.

But it wasn't until the end of the third day that Zhu Gaoyang finished lecturing Pei Ye on the "General Theory" before setting off under the urging of the teachers.

Because of the Mind-Spirit Realm and the Dragon Heart, he will temporarily leave the Immortal Platform and return to Long Jun Dongting for treatment. How long this time will last and what the result will be is currently unknown to anyone.

And Sister Xing Zhi and Shang Lang, after finishing the handover with the arriving Immortal Platform, Shang Lang still returned to the Divine Capital to report, while Sister Xing Zhi wrote a document and asked Shang Lang to take it back, and then followed Zhu Gaoyang back to Long Jun Dongting.

"You can write to me at any time." The man in white leaned on the carriage, reached out from the window and held Pei Ye's arm, "But it's best to ask someone to write on your behalf."

"When is the next meeting?" Pei Ye was somewhat reluctant.

"At the latest late spring next year. When the river opens and the scales fly, when the Feather Scale Trial of the Five Seas and Nine Provinces opens, I will definitely go to the Divine Capital."

Pei Ye nodded. The early summer after next spring will also be the time when the Martial Examination is held, which is exactly the place where he will fight for it.

However, unlike Zhu Gaoyang of the Crane List who directly possessed the qualification to step into the final stage of the Feather Scale Trial, he was a completely unknown person. With his current strength, even if he tried his best to fight for it, the qualification for the preliminary competition of the Martial Examination might not be in his hands.

"Good, I'll wait for you in the Divine Capital then." Pei Ye said.

Zhu Gaoyang smiled. His lips were still a bit white. At this time, he was silent and shook Pei Ye's hand hard, like a sick crane saying goodbye to a young eagle.

One day I will cross Mount Tian again, and by then perhaps you will be the master of the long sky.

The two separated their arms.

Zhu Gaoyang was about to return to the carriage when a muffled voice came from the side: "Brother Zhu."

Zhu Gaoyang's head, which had shrunk halfway, poked out again, seeing that it was Shang Lang standing by the carriage, looking at him with a pulled face.

"Oh Little Lang, ah, hahahaha." Zhu Gaoyang stretched out half of his body, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Work hard after returning to the Longwu Army, get promoted to a Sige, I will go see your Feather Scale Trial next year—you are really no worse than that Qin Shang!"

"Hmm!" Shang Lang braced his spirit and bumped fists with Zhu Gaoyang. In these few days, he hadn't had a chance to talk much with Brother Zhu, and he honestly felt a sense of losing favor.

Pei Ye said goodbye one by one to these comrades-in-arms who had known each other for a short time but had forged a deep friendship. Sister Xing Zhi gave him a copy of "Knowledge of Spirit", which is an enlightenment book for practitioners to realize spiritual power before entering the path. If you have this talent, follow the guidance of this book to work hard, or you can realize spiritual power.

Sister Xing Zhi also added two pages at the back, silently writing down a few simple small spells.

Zhu Gaoyang solemnly urged him not to be greedy for too much on the path of cultivation. Even if there is enough spiritual inspiration, don't delay martial arts cultivation because of being addicted to spell formulas.

Shang Lang was the most practical. Knowing that Pei Ye's family was difficult, he lent him twenty taels of silver. Pei Ye gave him an IOU, agreeing to return it when he arrived in the Divine Capital.

In fact, Pei Ye had had some money for a short time. That was the reward for fighting the villains. Chang Zhiyuan allocated thirty taels of silver to him from the tight finances and planned a better courtyard for him.

But Pei Ye felt that he was going to leave his country and hometown, so he didn't want the courtyard. Although the silver could be used as travel expenses, when he passed through the west of the city that day, he saw Meng Jiao's young wife cooking in the courtyard, chopping wood until she was sweating profusely, so he went in and chopped all the firewood, and gave most of the silver to her.

Weighing the remaining silver in his hand, Pei Ye thought that he was strong and had martial arts, so he wouldn't starve to death anyway, so he asked about Cheng Feng's residence and gave it to these parents who lost their son.

At this time, after the few people finished talking, the carriage of Long Jun Dongting drove away from the small city. Shang Lang and several Longwu Army soldiers, after helping to finish the cleaning of some damaged houses, also mounted their horses and hung their spears, waving goodbye to Pei Ye and heading toward Bowang Prefecture City.

Pei Ye watched them leave, turned around and returned to his small courtyard against the autumn wind. The County Magistrate's office had become a place for the Immortal Platform to stay, and except for Chang Zhiyuan, there was no one he knew, so he naturally didn't find it convenient to stay anymore.

Those who didn't belong here left one by one, the small city finally returned to the appearance of a small city, and Pei Ye could also return to Pei Ye's life.

Pushing open his own courtyard gate, coming to the dilapidated old house, opening the door lock, and pushing it open with a "creak", all the furnishings in the house were as before, and the smell was exactly the same as the day he left.

Pei Ye picked two pieces of dry firewood to light, set up a small pot, took well water and a handful of rice and poured it in to simmer.

Returning to the room, he picked a piece of pickled vegetables, washed and cut it, and took a piece of pickled meat from the jar next to it, very luxuriously cutting a large piece three fingers wide and spreading it on the rice.

Anyway, no need to save until the New Year.

And then he practiced swords while burning the rice, only this time there was no hoarse voice teaching him, and after the rice was cooked, he didn't have to serve a second bowl.

Today is August 15th.

Thank you to Boss sen_tiger for the alliance leader!!! Also the first alliance leader of this book! Will try to add a chapter for the alliance leader in the next two days. If I can't add it, I will add it after restoring double updates!

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