Chapter 33 Classmate Boy (Part 1)

In the early morning of the next day, all the members of Xiaoyao Club gathered at the pier at the foot of the mountain, and a boat from the academy came to pick them up.

When I came to the meeting point, I realized that there were quite a few students who chose to go out to play today, far more than just one Xiaoyao Club.

It is estimated that everyone has been suffocated in the past six months, and they have chosen to rest today. It is a pity that the holidays of the college have not been accumulated, otherwise everyone would have to have fun for a few days.

When Tang Jie boarded the boat, he saw Liu Hongyan, Ping Yue and others waving to them on the bow deck, so he went with Wei Tianchong and Shimeng, but they still held a small white flower in their hands.

A student saw Tang Jie holding a white flower, and said with a smile, "Brother Tang picked a flower, are you planning to give it to some beautiful woman?"

Tang Jie replied: "Brother Lin misunderstood, I saw this flower on the way here, and felt that this flower has a trace of aura. If it is carefully cultivated, it may not be beneficial, so I picked it. Buy it a vase."

When he said this, someone looked at the flower, felt it, nodded and said, "It's really spiritual."

He wanted to feel it more carefully, but Tang Jie had already put away the flowers.

Someone here saw Wei Tianchong and Tang Jie coming together, and said with a smile: "Tang Jie, why did you come out to play and bring two attendants?"

Wei Tian was in a hurry and shouted: "I am his young master, and he is my follower!"

The student snorted coldly and ignored Wei Tianchong at all.

Tang Jie frowned. This student is called Hua Yang, and he is also a member of the Xiaoyao Club. He came from a great family.

Since Xiaoyao Society was initiated by Ping An Yueshu, Ming Yang and others, most of them are commoner students, and there are few noble young masters. This Huayang is an exception. I heard that they joined because of their love for Tranquility Moon. Because of this, in his eyes, all those who get close to Ping Anyue are enemies.

It stands to reason that Cai Junyang is the closest to Ping Anyue, but Cai Junyang is the eighth rank of Yumen, not to mention that he has entered the realm of cultivation soon, and he has a good foundation in martial arts before entering school, and he can be regarded as a first- and second-ranker among the first-year students. . He didn't dare to provoke Cai Junyang, so he could only provoke Tang Jie.

At this moment, Huayang was obviously trying to provoke the relationship between himself and Wei Tianchong, so Tang Jie said indifferently: "My young master has always been generous, and when he heard that the servant was going to travel, he came to have fun with us. Tang Jie deserves to be ashamed. As for not being a commune member, Brother Hua, don’t worry, my young master joined the commune yesterday.”

When he said this, Wei Tianchong immediately became a caring servant and a kind young master. On the contrary, he invisibly demoted Hua Yang to the ranks of "traveling servants". , I could only snort and ignore him.

On the contrary, Wei Tianchong was excited to hear that, and secretly asked Tang Jie: "Am I really that good?"

"..." Tang Jie resisted not kicking him into the lake.

The building boat was gliding on the lake and soon reached the opposite bank. The students cheered and went ashore. The moment they set foot on the land, they seemed like wanderers from their homeland who had not returned for a long time.

A snowfall in winter just fell not long ago. At this time, the student forest is covered with hoarfrost, and the ground is white.

Only then did the students realize that it was already deep winter.

Looking back, I can see that the lake is slightly rippling, Qingyun Mountain is still green, and the seasons are like spring.

Just separated by a lake, it seems like two worlds.

Only then did they truly realize that they were no longer mortals.

Melancholy and embarrassment are just a moment, and the students who returned to the mortal world quickly packed up their mood and moved towards the predetermined goal.

Most of the members of Xiaoyao Club have never visited Wanquan City, so they unanimously decided to visit the city.

There is a student in the club who is a native of Wanquan City, leading everyone to walk around various places of interest in Wanquan City on the snowy winter.

Although they were wearing single clothes, the students didn't feel that cold in this cold winter. The students who had absorbed the aura and turned it into their own use, their physiques were also changing silently.

"In front is the most famous long embankment of Wanquan City, Feixue. Pines and cypresses are planted all over the embankment. When the winter snow falls, the heavy snow will press down on the pines, and when the wind blows, there will be snow powder all over the sky. Coupled with the beautiful scenery of the embankment,

It has made the long embankment famous for flying snow, and it is also one of the famous ten scenic spots of Wanquan..." The student in charge of being a "tour guide" talked eloquently, and in order to verify his words, he even shot a spirit to defend the cedar in front of him , The frost and snow all over the sky are falling like fog and powder, which is really beautiful.

Everyone stood together in the snow mist, looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, unexpectedly activated their auras at the same time, supported the mist and snow, and slowly rotated in the air, an indescribably magnificent spectacle.

"This..." The student tour guide felt helpless: "It is interesting to feel the coolness when the snow fog falls on your body. What are you doing?"

Liu Hongyan smiled and replied: "I really think this is more fun."

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand, and a wave of wind rolled up in her hand, driving the snowflakes to roll up.

Suddenly Liu Hongyan pinched the snowflake into a ball, and pointed at the title of the book next to her: "Go on!"

The snowball had already smashed towards Shu Mingyang, and it flew over slowly at an uncomfortably fast speed.

Book title Yang raised his hand, the book was already in front of his face, the snowball circled in the air, and hit Tang Jie again. Tang Jie raised his hand to make a handprint, and pointed at the snowball, and a finger shot out, which was the vitality needle.

Unexpectedly, the snowball was so flexible that it suddenly accelerated, circled in the air to hide, and then flew to Cai Junyang again. Cai Junyang smiled, but did not see him move, until the snowball came close, and suddenly drew his sword, With a slash of the sword, the snowball exploded into a cloud of snowflakes.

Liu Hongyan didn't expect him to do this, so he glared at him fiercely, and with a push of both hands, a large cloud of snow and mist rolled up and flew towards everyone, so everyone laughed and laughed together, and at this moment Playing with each other on the long embankment.

Fortunately, in this midwinter season, there are not many tourists, and occasionally there are a few. Looking at the group of moon-white gowns, it is not surprising that they are mostly students of washing the moon. They just stand in the distance and point, their eyes are full of envy.

After a while of arguing, it stopped, and Liu Hongyan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't make any more noise, Zhiyuan is about to cry."

The tour guide's student was Yang Zhiyuan. Seeing that everyone didn't pay much attention to his "work", he was helpless and frustrated.

Still calmly said: "Oh, it's strange to say it. I thought that after entering the academy, I would be bored to death. I know how to practice and practice every day. It is not easy to have a good time. I finally came out to play, but I still feel that I am still a child. Isn't it as interesting as your own spells?"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Everyone also responded one after another.

Although I had a good time during this outing, I didn’t feel much about the beautiful scenery around here. It was more about exchanging jokes with each other among the students. Unfortunately, most of the time was discussing cultivation. place to continue learning.

Even Liu Hongyan raised her chin when she heard this: "Yes, this is really weird. I used to like snowball fights the most, why don't I seem to be very interested this time?"

"Are you still not in high spirits? You are the one who has the most fun." Shu Mingyang glared at him.

It was Tang Jie who laughed and said, "Because that doesn't belong to us anymore."

"Don't belong to us anymore?" Everyone watched Tang Jie together.

"Yes, it no longer belongs to us." Tang Jie said leisurely: "Today, we can still stand here, watching the winter snow scene together, and play with each other when we are interested. In the future, our cultivation base will be higher. There will be no such interest.”

"Why?" someone asked.

"Because we are no longer mortals! Whether you like it or not, admit it or not, we are getting farther and farther away from mortals. Things that mortals dream of are gradually becoming within our reach. For example, this winter snow scene, in the future, if we want winter, there will be winter, and if we want summer, there will be summer. Just like Qingyun Mountain, the four seasons are spring. If you like, you can also have winter in all seasons. For example, the things outside the body that the world pursues , Nowadays, few of us put money in our eyes, right? Without pursuit, naturally it is not easy to feel happy... We are getting rid of the pain of mortals, but at the same time we are escaping from the pleasures of mortals.”

Everyone was speechless for a while.

Today, our classmates are still young, and we still have some interest in strolling along the long embankment, savoring life and imagining the future.

When they finish their studies and graduate in the future, no, they don't even need to wait until then, they will lose even this interest.

At that time, a higher realm and stronger strength will become everyone's only pursuit.

This trip to the long embankment will also become the last memory and nostalgia in their lives.

Thinking of this, everyone sighed with emotion for a moment.

Only Liu Hongyan laughed loudly: "This sounds really boring. Could it be that what we cultivators pursue is to have no desires?"

Tang Jie replied: "If it comes to the end, I'm afraid it will be like this. Fortunately, it is very difficult to come to the end."

"Hearing what you said, this road to immortality is long, so it's a good thing instead?" Ping Jingyue was also very speechless.

"At least it allows us to pursue, and at least allows us to find our own fun in the process... such as this." Tang Jie said, and with a casual grab, a ball of snowflakes was thrown into the neck of Tranquil Yuexuebai.

Ping Jingyue cried out, only to realize that the stimulation brought by the icy snowflakes was far less than imagined, and she couldn't help laughing: "You are right, as expected, the pain is less and the fun is less, but How dare you sneak up on my aunt, and still not take a palm thunder from this girl!"

With a push of the palm, a thunderbolt hit Tang Jie in the palm.

Tang Jie laughed and dodged, and ran forward.

"Don't try to run!" Ping An Yue also flew forward to catch him, Tang Jie rushed to grab the big tree in the air, Ping Ping Yue chased after him without showing any weakness, the other students looked at each other, shouted and came forward to join in the fun, It's a lot of trouble on this long embankment.

As Tang Jie said, as a cultivator, the fun is different from that of ordinary people, but it shocked countless passers-by.

While playing, Liu Hongyan stopped suddenly with a cry of surprise, and looked to the side.

Everyone followed her gaze to the distance, and saw a woman standing on the bank of the river at the other end, overlooking the river.

The woman was wearing a peach red brocade jacket, white ferret fur around her neck, and powder-soled floral shoes. She had a delicate face, pink cheeks, and indescribably charming, but she held a peach blossom tree in her hand. It blooms in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it becomes a little red in the frost and snow, which is so eye-catching.

Not far away was a young man, wearing a white brocade robe, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, as rich as jade, and a sword that was obviously not a mortal weapon was pinned to his waist.

He stood behind the woman, as if talking to her, shook his head after a while, but walked away on his own.

"These two are..." Wei Tianchong asked curiously seeing everyone's strange expressions.

Tang Jie replied: "Qi Shaoming, An Rumeng."

At the same time, the boy in white in the distance raised his head and looked at the group of students behind him, meeting the eyes of Tang Jie and others.