Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 810
In the south, it's just the sudden cold of autumn, but in the north, it's already desolate.

"Brother, we are home."

Outside Luoyang, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Wang Zhusheng moved Tuoba Xun's wheelchair out of the carriage, looked at the tall and majestic city wall in front of him and said.

The young man with white silk tied to his eyes nodded lightly, but there was no joy on his face.

"Where's Ah Cheng?"

"He Lan's family has already arranged a carriage to pick him up," Wang Zhusheng looked at the largest carriage in the convoy not far away.He Lancheng, who was still unable to walk, was lifted from the carriage where the saint Xu Bingqing was, and was carefully carried into the carriage by the Helan family who rushed to the gate of the city to welcome him.

"How does he look?" Tuoba Xun frowned, "Didn't Bingqing say that he was going to take him into the secret pavilion to recuperate?"

"It looks okay, I can straighten up already." Wang Zhusheng looked at He Lancheng, a disciple of Beihan Pavilion who was seriously injured in the first-level ceremony not far away, "It is said that the Helan family has a secret medicine to heal injuries. First, take Senior Brother He Lan home for treatment for a day."

"Really," Tuoba Xun replied lightly, "It seems that it is really just her excuse."

"Excuse?" Wang Zhusheng was taken aback, but Tuoba Xun was silent in one direction.He looked in that direction, and when he saw the woman in white standing at the front of the carriage, Wang Zhusheng's expression was a little stiff.

"Brother, are you too tired from the long journey?" Wang Zhusheng looked at Tuoba Xun who had been sitting in a wheelchair and didn't get up by himself, forced a smile, "Or are you too worried about Brother He Lan's condition?"

The farthest way is from south to north.In order not to affect the subsequent middle-level ceremonies, their journey from Southern Chu back to Northern Wei can be said to be full of travel and dust, and every disciple is exhausted.

Wang Zhusheng suspected that Tuoba Xun was too tired from traveling and traveling, so tired that he became paranoid.

He was so worried that he began to doubt the person who was the least doubtful in Beihan Pavilion.

You must know that this is not Southern Chu, but Northern Wei.

"It's a saint!"

"It's Beihan Pavilion's convoy!"

"The saint is back!"

At this time, people outside Luoyang City had already noticed the carriage in Beihan Pavilion, and many elderly people knelt down to worship Xu Bingqing's carriage.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhusheng felt emotional.

For the poor who can't afford to see a doctor, Beihan Pavilion is the place to save their lives.And Xu Bingqing, who represented Beihan Pavilion in the name of a saint and has been giving alms so that everyone can see her figure, is the fairy lady in their hearts.

Wang Zhusheng looked around at the other Beihan Pavilion disciples who were also full of exhaustion, and found that other disciples and the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty who were kneeling to Xu Bingqing had also noticed the existence of Tuoba Xun, and looked at them one after another.

Wang Zhusheng's heart skipped a beat.

When Tuoba Xun asked about He Lancheng's situation earlier, many disciples were paying attention to the movement here, and most of them were close to the Holy Maiden Xu Bingqing.

At this moment, feeling the scrutiny from all around, Wang Zhusheng quickly spoke loudly to comfort Tuoba Xundao.

"Senior Brother He Lan will be fine."

The young man patted Tuoba Xun on the shoulder, with a smile on his face, "The reason why the Holy Maiden took us back to the Northern Wei Dynasty first was to heal Senior Brother He Lan's injuries. The Holy Maiden took care of Senior Brother Helan with such care, the senior brother must be able to recover in less than a week." Heal up, go to Soochow with Senior Brother Tuoba and show those southerners a good look!"

Hearing Wang Zhusheng's words, the surrounding disciples nodded one after another, and the common people looked at the woman in white on the carriage with more respectful expressions.

"It turns out that the purpose of the Holy Maiden's return this time is to heal Mr. Tuoba's wounds."

"It's really hard to be outside, so it seems that Mr. Tuoba is still planning to participate in this year's intermediate class..."

"Mr. Tuoba must have fallen for the tricks of the Nanren! Nanchu has held the primary ceremony for many years, and I heard that this year is full of shady scenes!"

"Isn't it! The leader is actually a woman, this is really... tsk tsk!"

"That's right! How could a woman get the leader? You can see how messed up this elementary ceremony is! God punished me for forcing her, and I have to go to Soochow to see what will happen to that woman!"

The South and the North are two worlds.

Because of the long distance, the news spread from south to north has become beyond recognition.

Listening to the discussions of the surrounding people, Tuoba Xun tightened his hands on his knees inch by inch.

For some people, the truth doesn't really matter, they just believe what they want to believe.

Seeing Tuoba Xun clenched the robe on his knees, Wang Zhusheng's expression suddenly became tense, and the next moment he heard the sound of a carriage, he felt relieved at a glance.

"Brother, the man who came to pick us up from the pavilion is here!"

Countless carriages engraved with the emblem of Beihan Pavilion came from the city and formed a long dragon.

"Welcome the Holy Maiden back to the city!"

"Welcome the Beihan Pavilion disciples back to the city!"

Both sides of the road were full of bustling people, watching this familiar scene, Wang Zhusheng finally had the real feeling of returning to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

This is the style that Beihan Pavilion disciples possessed in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Brother," Wang Zhusheng put his hand on the back of Tuoba Xun's wheelchair.

"Let's go back to the cabinet first."

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There is Jixia in the south, and Beihan in the north.

Like Jixia Academy, Beihan Pavilion is also built on a mountain.However, unlike Jixia Academy, Beihan Pavilion was not built on the mountainside, but on the most majestic cliff outside Luoyang City.

The Beihan Pavilion in the Northern Wei Dynasty is a pavilion standing on the abyss.

It may not be accurate to say that it is a pavilion. The entire Beihan Pavilion is actually composed of four pavilions. The four pavilions are surrounded by terrain, and there are corridors between the buildings.

These four pavilions are called Qian Pavilion, Cabinet, East Pavilion and West Pavilion according to their locations.

Beihan Pavilion has been the only one in the north for these years, with more than 1000 Guang disciples.Most of them are outer disciples and live in the front pavilion.The disciples of the inner sect and the disciples of the medicine sect are located in the East Pavilion and the West Pavilion respectively.

The cabinet is the most mysterious existence in Beihan Pavilion, ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.

Beihan Pavilion is the most famous Lingyun Twelve Pavilion in the practice circle, and it is located in the cabinet.

Just from the number of twelve, it is not difficult to see that Beihan Pavilion was originally set up to imitate the Twelve Palaces of Heavenly Law of Jixia Academy.

He was ridiculed at the beginning, but with the growing power of Beihan Pavilion and the decline of Jixia Academy's power, the status of Lingyun Twelve Pavilion has also risen.Not to mention being ridiculed by others, northern scholars and practitioners are all proud to be able to enter the Beihan Pavilion cabinet.

As the former big disciple of Beihan Pavilion and the most famous disciple still in the pavilion, Tuoba Xun's room is above the cabinet of Beihan Pavilion.

The man with the white silk around his eyes sat quietly by the window, the cold wind blowing from the cliff brushed his face.

Wang Zhusheng stepped into the room and saw such a scene.

"Did you find out?" Hearing the sound, Tuoba Xun turned around.

"Understood." Wang Zhusheng nodded, "Master is indeed not in the pavilion, it is said that he has been retreating, and the recent affairs in the pavilion are decided by his wife."

Hearing these words, Tuoba Xun clenched the handle of the wooden chair tightly.

"Senior brother, what are you going to do after asking these questions?" Wang Zhusheng asked in confusion.

He didn't understand that it was hard to get back to his room, and Tuoba Xun didn't go to bed, so he immediately asked him to go out to find out the news, especially...

The whereabouts of the saint Xu Bingqing.

"Where did Bingqing go after she came back?" Tuoba Xun asked.

"The saint went around a few times, and later the little disciple I was acquainted with who swept the floor for my wife revealed the information," Wang Zhusheng said, "I heard from him that he saw the saint go to Dan Pavilion."

Dan Pavilion.

Hearing this name, Tuoba Xun's pupils shrank.

Pill Pavilion is one of the twelve pavilions of Lingyun, and you can tell from the name that it is a place for alchemy.

That's where the Pojing Pill that supports Beihan Pavilion is refined.

However, there is also his aunt, Xu Bingqing's mother, Tuoba Rong, the wife of the Northern Wei State Teacher...

Most frequented place.

(End of this chapter)