After one day's class, the gentleman said on the podium: "In the past Qingming Festival, the academy would have a month off for the holidays, so that you could go home to worship your ancestors. However, this year, there was a plague outside the city, and the academy decided not to take a holiday. After you go back, you will write a letter to your home to explain the situation clearly."

The students sang in unison in the classroom.

Everyone knows that there is a plague outside Changmall. Although some people want to go home, if they accidentally get infected with the plague and harm themselves, they may also harm their families. Since this is the case, it is reasonable not to go home on Qingming Festival.

After packing up the books, Wu Mian was about to call Changsun Quan and the others to go to dinner together, and then to ask some questions at Zhou Changsheng's office, Changsun Quan called him first.

"Amian, can you help me ask Senior Brother Zhou, what is the matter with that boy Zhou Yu?"

Wu Mian frowned slightly: "Didn't you say there is something wrong at home? Someone else's private affairs are a bit difficult to ask about?"

Changsun Quan sighed and said, "I shouldn't have asked, but Zhou Yu has absolutely problems! He told me that he was born in the family and could not have been able to study at Changshang Academy. It was his mother who spent all her efforts to save enough money to send him. So she would study for half a night in the evening just to not let down his mother's expectations, but now she said she would drop out of school, which is not normal no matter how she thinks!"

Wu Mian said in a normal tone: "I didn't say that I must drop out of school, but I just said that I would take a few more days off."

Changsun Quan shook his head and said, "This is just a polite word, can't you hear it?"

I didn't expect that Changsun Quan, who usually appears to be quite rigid, was so sensitive. Wu Mian had nothing to say and just said, "Okay, after dinner, I will go to Senior Brother Zhou to ask about the situation."

"Please trouble you. If Zhou Yu's family is in trouble, as long as it is not a crime, I will find a way to find a way for Zhou Jiyier... By the way, I will write another letter and you will ask Senior Brother Zhou to deliver it to Zhou Yu for me."

"All classmates, what's the trouble?"

...

After dinner, Wu Mian came to the Jiuer Building with the letter written by Changsun Quan, sighed at the door, and walked into the building.

"Senior brother, I'm here to disturb me again... Master?"

Zhou Changsheng had already told him that as long as it was during the day, he would not need to say hello to enter his small building, so he was too lazy to shout at the door, and he would say hello to enter the house.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the room, he saw Liu Yunxiao playing chess with Zhou Changsheng, and it seemed that Liu Yunxiao was still at a disadvantage. He was frowning and looking at the chessboard with an upset, while Zhou Changsheng was drinking tea with a chuckling face.

Seeing Wu Mian come in, Liu Yunxiao's distress disappeared and he smiled and said, "It's Wu Mian, you are here just in time. I was talking to Changsheng to make you become a disciple during Qingming Festival... It is scheduled for the twelfth day. You should be prepared, don't be rude at that time. King An will come at that time."

King An will come too? I know that the master is very handsome, but I didn’t expect it to be so big...

Wu Mian, who was stunned for a moment, hurriedly said, "I know, I will definitely not be rude."

After receiving the reply, Liu Yunxiao stood up and patted Wu Mian on the shoulder, then walked out of the Jiuer Building.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Changsheng shouted, "Master, the chess has not been finished yet."

But Liu Yunxiao waved his hand: "I can't stop, you win."

After watching Liu Yunxiao leave, Wu Mian looked at Zhou Changsheng and said, "Master's chess skills are very poor?"

Zhou Changsheng smiled: "The master can be called a national player."

Is this boasting that my country is unparalleled?

After taking a look at the chess game, remembering Liu Yunxiao's distressed expression when he came, Wu Mian curled his lips in his heart, and handed the letter in his hand to Zhou Changsheng: "Senior brother, Changsun Quan will give me a letter and I want you to pass it to Zhou Yu."

He frowned slightly, Zhou Changsheng took the letter and put it aside and said, "Does he say anything else?"

"He said that if Zhou Yu's family is in trouble, as long as it is not a crime, he will find a way to save money or something."

"It's a pity to be honest." After sighing and sighing, Zhou Changsheng asked, "Is there anything else?"

Wu Mian smiled and said, "I have some questions to ask my senior brother."

"What's in practice?"

"No, it's about Changshang." Wu Mian shook his head and asked, "Junior brother wants to know if Tianbing Mountain is really a Tianmeng mutiny."

There is a legend about Tianbing Mountain outside Changshang City. It is said that in ancient times, demons caused trouble in Changshang. Huangdi sent troops to suppress it and turned into two mountains to suppress the demons. Therefore, it is called Tianbing Mountain.

Zhou Changsheng looked at Wu Mian in confusion: "Why do you ask this?"

Wu Mian said: "My junior brother also suddenly remembered it. Look, have I been a disciple of the master? And we are in the lineage of the Monument, and the legend is that Tianbing Mountain was transformed by Huangdi's soldiers to suppress demons, so I was wondering if our Monument lineage has something to do with that legend."

Zhou Changsheng smiled and said, "You are smart. That's right, our monument lineage is indeed related to this legend."

"Is the demon suppressed by Tianbing Mountain real? What demon?"

"One of the four evil spirits is Chaos."

Wu Mian's heart suddenly jumped.

"If Tianbing Mountain was destroyed by a monster, wouldn't Hun Dun be born?"

Zhou Changsheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, my predecessors have thought of this for a long time. They will sacrifice in Tianbing Mountain every year to strengthen the seal. Over thousands of years, the seal has been combined with the earth veins and no one in the world can break it. Moreover, Hun Dun's soul was also stripped away that year. Just breaking the seal of Tianbing Mountain, Hun Dun will not be born."

Wu Mian felt even more uneasy: "The soul was stripped away? Where was that soul sealed?"

"The body of Hun Chao is sealed by Tianbing Mountain, while the soul of Hun Chao is sealed by the unreturned monument that condenses the fortune of the human race."

Wu Mian thought about it, walked to the desk beside him, picked up the pen in Zhou Changsheng's confusing gaze, dipped it ink, wrote down nine words, and then took it to Zhou Changsheng.

"The heavenly soldiers leave, but the unreturned will break, and chaos will come out?" Zhou Changsheng frowned and shook his head and said, "You are really poor and worried! The heavenly soldiers are mountain, how can they leave? The unreturned monument is guarded by the master. If he takes action, no one in the world can defeat him in Changshang."

He put the paper that Wu Mian handed him onto the table and said sternly: "Junior brother, I told you that you know the order and then the truth is right. Although I also know that you have just joined the master's school now, and you are willing to show it and understand some things, these things have nothing to do with you for the time being. The most important thing for you at the moment is to practice well. Only with this first can you worry about these things later! Otherwise, if you don't have the strength, what's the point of worrying about? What's the use of worrying about?"

Wu Mian shrank his body and made a statement of fear and regret: "Senior brother, it's his junior brother who was wrong, so he shouldn't worry about it."

After staring at Wu Mian for a moment, Zhou Changsheng sighed: "It's not that you are worried about wrong, it's that you are wrong one after another! I, the master, and the seniors have all worried about these things you are worried about, but what's the use? If you just worry, just think about it, in the end, you will still be empty. Only when you have the strength to improve can we solve these problems. If you don't have the strength to think about these things now, is there any other use besides letting yourself get to the point? Can you solve the problem?"

While speaking, Zhou Changsheng stood up and took two incense sticks to Wu Mian: "The bald man sent someone to bring the incense of concentration in the morning. These are yours. After going back, when everyone rests and doesn't disturb you, I urged to practice Qi. This incense is a good thing from Leiyin Temple. It can clear the mind and concentrate the mind and allow you to better understand the mental method."

Wu Mian took the incense with both hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"No need to thank me, this is the reward you deserve." Zhou Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Okay, since it's okay, then go back and practice well."

Wu Mian could only walk out with incense.

But after walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Senior Brother, can you borrow a few books from me to read?"

Zhou Changsheng raised his eyebrows at first, but immediately sighed and waved his hand and said, "Reading books is also a practice. You need to read it, take it yourself."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" After taking two books on the mountain of books next to you with a smile on his face, Wu Mian left the Jiuer Building with brisk steps.

Looking at Wu Mian leaving, Zhou Changsheng sighed again: "I'm still a little unrestrained... Forget it, I'm a seventeen-year-old child after all."

While speaking, he glanced at the nine words written by Wu Mian, and frowned slightly: "This word is the same as his nature, and it is not a rule. Next time, he will be able to practice calligraphy well. Practice calligraphy can also practice the mind, which is just right for him... Hum?"

Only half of the nine characters he put aside was on the table, with exactly four words on it: Can the Heavenly Soldiers leave?

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After leaving the 92 small building, Wu Mian's light steps suddenly changed back to normal. He patted the book he had picked up in his hand and said silently: "Although I was scolded, I know what I want to know. The nine characters given to me by the little baby also took the opportunity to give it to my senior brother, which is also considered a perfect merit. As for whether my senior brother can pay attention to it... I am still afraid that he will not pay attention to it?"

"But my senior brother is right. My most important thing at the moment is to practice well and improve my cultivation. Don't get involved in other things."

Thinking of practicing, he put the incense given by Zhou Changsheng to his nose and smelled it, and suddenly felt refreshed and calm.

But the moment he smelled this smell, his expression became a little strange: "This smell is a bit familiar... Isn't the fragrance given to me by the little Taoist priest Bieyunguan the first smell this way? It's impossible? Seeing the senior brother and Wukong look like this, this fragrance seems very precious. How could the little Taoist priest give it to me?"

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Mian quickly walked back to Yiqian, took out a package from under the bed, untied it, and found a bag of oil paper, and took it to his nose and smelled it.

"It's really a taste...why would you please give it a try?"

Without hesitation, Wu Mian immediately found the fire note, lit the candle, and lit the requiem incense.

There were only two concentrated incenses, and he didn't dare to waste them, but there were dozens of requiem incense wrapped in oil paper, so he didn't feel sorry for wasting one.
Chapter completed!