Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 315

"The young master is really an elegant person. As soon as you walk into his small courtyard, you feel very relaxed. Every flower and grass is pleasing to the eye."

"That's right, last time I accidentally moved a potted flower, but when I put it back, I felt uncomfortable anyway, and I couldn't let it go. I was so worried at that time, but Master Cheng just turned it slightly. I turned the direction of the flower pot, and the relaxed feeling came back immediately, which is amazing."

In Cheng's mansion, the two servants walked and talked, and they came to a small courtyard after a while.

As soon as Fang walked into the small courtyard, the two of them stopped talking at the same time. A strange feeling came to mind instantly. Saying a word would feel like a kind of blasphemy, as long as you feel it quietly.

Under a big tree in the small courtyard, there was a coffee table. An ordinary-looking boy was lying on a recliner. When two servants appeared, a faint smile appeared on his mouth, and his closed eyes opened accordingly. A gap, at this moment, a strange feeling appeared before his eyes.

The small courtyard is paved with gravel roads, and as the servants walk in, the scene in the courtyard has changed accordingly, but if you look carefully, the flowers and plants are still the same as before, giving people a different feeling.

The boy opened his eyes only when the two of them approached with fruit snacks, but he didn't say anything, instead there was a look of contemplation in his eyes.

"There seems to be something missing." The young man muttered to himself, the two servants saw this, knew that the young master was really thinking about the problem, and it was not appropriate to disturb them, so they turned and left slightly.

Seeing the backs of the two servants leaving, the scene in the yard changed again. The boy's eyes lit up suddenly, and suddenly he burst out laughing.

"Chong'er, what a happy event, so happy." Surrounded by maidservants, a luxuriously dressed woman walked into the small courtyard, with a wide smile on her face.

Every time he walked in here, he felt very comfortable, as if this gate separated the two worlds.

"Mom, why are you here!" The moment Xiaonian heard the voice, a happy smile filled his face, he stood up quickly, and walked towards the woman.

"I'm bored by myself, and your father is not at home, so these maids are clamoring to come to your small courtyard to play and have a rest. I thought you were bored by yourself, so I came here." The woman dragged the boy along and talked, and after a while she came under the big tree and sat down.

"Not to mention, every time I come to your place, I feel much better as soon as I step into the small courtyard. It's as comfortable as eating a elixir."

"Mother, look at what you said, how can it be so magical." The boy took a bite of the fruit and said disapprovingly.

Seeing this, the woman glared at the young man reproachfully, and said, "You still don't believe me, just ask them, if these girls hadn't insisted on pestering me, I would have gone to find your Aunt Fang."

"Aunt Fang!" The boy confirmed with surprise on his face when he heard the words, "Mother, are you serious? Aunt Fang is back?"

"I'm glad you kid, I came here this time to tell you that your Aunt Fang has agreed to accept you as a disciple when you come back this time, but you must remember that although your Aunt Fang is related to us, she is a monk after all." , you have to pay more attention when you go, and don't lose your sense." The woman urged impatiently.

"Got it, mother, let's go quickly." The boy said eagerly, his face full of excitement.

"You boy, I don't understand what you think because there are so many sects you don't want to go to but you insist on learning formation." The woman muttered in her mouth, but her face was full of kindness, and she got up and led the boy out.

But as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, the figure of the young man couldn't help but pause, and suddenly turned his head to look at the courtyard, with a flash of light in his eyes, and countless memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

"Ah!" With a scream of pain, the boy immediately fell to the ground.

"Chong'er!" The woman's face paled instantly when she saw this, and then her eyes also turned black, and she fainted from fright, the surrounding maidservants immediately went into a mess, and finally carried the two of them into the house.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man woke up slowly, and the people around the bed immediately gathered around, their faces full of concern.

"Master, you are awake, you have frightened Madam, as long as you are fine."

However, Wang Chong looked at the strange yet familiar crowd in surprise. What's going on, and where am I?
"I remembered. I was deriving a new Feng Ling Jue, but it seemed that I hadn't made any progress. Then there was a flash of light, and then I couldn't remember anything." Wang Chong was horrified, what was going on, The memory in his mind, which one is real and which one is fake.

Thinking of this, Wang Chong suddenly mobilized the mana and consciousness in his body, but there was nothing, he was like an ordinary person, how could it be like this!
The servants and servant girls surrounded the young man, watching the young master sitting on the bed in a daze, without saying a word, but his expression was changing, could it be that he is stupid?Suddenly someone thought in his heart.

"Chong'er! You're awake!" A crisp voice suddenly came from outside, and everyone immediately made way for the voice, as if they were in awe of the owner of the voice, even more respectful than Cheng Chong who was the owner.

Wang Chong looked up, and saw a young woman walking in quickly, her face was full of concern, this concern was not pretended, but from the heart.

The moment he saw the woman, the memories in Wang Chong's mind also emerged.

This person is his mother's younger sister, a monk, and the most famous formation master on the entire island. She is already a monk in the alchemy stage when she is only in her 30s, and the reason why the Cheng family can be so comfortable is probably because of Relying on this person's care.

"Aunt Fang." Following the address in memory, Cheng Chong called out naturally. Although he was confused, he reluctantly accepted the "reality".

"Are you okay?" Aunt Fang looked at Cheng Chong, who had a bad face, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, my mother is fine." Cheng Chong shook his head, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said.

Seeing that the boy was fine, Aunt Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and then she scolded: "You still have a little conscience, and you know how to care about your mother. She is fine, but you are frightened. If you want to do anything, your mother will come first." Feeling."

"Understood, thank you Aunt Fang for teaching me." After learning that his mother was safe, Cheng Chong finally let out a sigh of relief, and the doubts in his heart were also reduced a lot. Maybe this real world is real.

"But you boy is really worrying. I have seen your small courtyard, and I can barely touch the scope of formations. It's just that ordinary flowers and plants are too low in spirituality. It's okay to concentrate and calm, but you're afraid It’s because you’ve stayed inside for too long that you’ll have such a reaction, and you’ll follow me from today onwards, and I’ll teach you how to practice, so that you can become a qualified formation mage.”

"Really? Thank you, Aunt Fang!" Cheng Chong's face immediately showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly got out of bed and bowed to the woman, and the woman accepted his bow in peace of mind in order to stop her this time.

Time flies, ten years have passed, Cheng Chong has grown from a young boy to a well-known formation master on this island, and various names have been added to him.

Geniuses, wizards, evildoers, formation masters, rare encounters in a hundred years, etc., and he never recalled what happened in the courtyard at the beginning, everything seemed to have passed like this, and with the continuous improvement of cultivation , As his attainments in formations continue to deepen, a thought suddenly arises from the bottom of his heart, which eventually turns into an obsession.

(End of this chapter)