"Screech!"

The golden eagle spread its wings, slicing through the night sky while the clear recitation of a poem by the little hedgehog still echoed in the night air.

It was overflowing with excitement, emotions surging.

The voice, crisp as a child's, rose and fell in cadence, aligning with the imagery of the poem, seeming to carry the melancholy of the ages, while possessing a detachment from the mortal world.

"The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, yet this current moon once shone on the ancients.

The ancients and the present people are like flowing water, both looking at the bright moon as it has always been.

Only wish to sing to the wine when singing, and may the moonlight shine long in the golden goblet..."

It passionately praised: "Brother Chen, thank you for this cup of Intoxicated Spirit Wine, thank you for this Moon Inquiry Poem; let's sing to the wine and take a big gulp!"

In the moonlight, the young man's voice laughed heartily: "Ah Yuan, as we drink together, the moonlight shall not be lonely."

The fragrance of wine faintly drifted in the wind.

Ning Siyu sat on the golden eagle's back, but at this moment, was somewhat dumbfounded.

He murmured, "The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, yet this current moon once shone on the ancients... Is this the text that turns into Cyan Smoke Poem?

No, it's more than just a Cyan Smoke Poem; why does it sound to me like it's surpassing most Cyan Smoke Poems in the world?

Who is it? Who exactly is it, in this remote small town's wilderness, to write such a famous work!

Quick, little eagle, fly east."

The golden eagle responded, turned, spread its wings, and immediately flew in the direction of the sound.

The closer it got, the lighter and more buoyant the wine fragrance became, drifting in the air, merging into the moonlight.

Although Ning Siyu seldom drank, he had seen much; he slightly twitched his nostrils and couldn't help but praise, "Good wine, full of spirit, though not of Miao grade, yet the aroma is extraordinary.

To drink such a fine wine casually in the wild, the other party must be a person of extraordinary means.

Could it perhaps be some esteemed scholar of the Ru School here?

But currently, no Great Scholar known in the mortal world bears the surname Chen.

Who could it be?

No, something's wrong, there's a demonic aura!"

Ning Siyu was startled, quickly moderating the golden eagle's flight speed, his heart filled with contradictions: "There's a demonic aura, could it be that the person drinking with it is a Little Demon?

This person is close to the demon race, should I, should I not make their acquaintance?"

Ning Siyu's heart was filled with contradictions, as he rode the golden eagle flying in the sky. Clearly facing the bright moonlight, yet many thoughts in the depths of his heart were just like streams of light rolling by.

In an instant, it was a myriad of thoughts, turning over and over.

He didn't know that from afar, Chen Xu had already noticed him.

After all, it was such a big golden eagle, and Chen Xu wasn't blind. His divine thought was sharp, so how could he not detect something unusual?

At the same time, Chen Xu also observed the circling, turning movements of the golden eagle.

And when Ning Siyu praised the wine's aroma, a "+150 likes" popped up.

Chen Xu immediately raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wei Yuan drank a cup of Intoxicated Spirit Wine and began to feel dizzy again.

It too had seen the golden eagle.

As a hedgehog, it had an inherent fear of such predatory birds, and couldn't help but, slightly drunk, draw close to Chen Xu and say: "Brother Chen, up there, up there is such a big eagle, it's making me, it's making me so nervous."

The little mouse had already fallen asleep inside the Spirit Garden Pouch, so Chen Xu reached out and called Wei Yuan into his arms.

He stood up from the tree crown, with a breeze and a hint of wine on him, saying, "This eagle is circling around, there might be something off. Since Ah Shi doesn't like it, let's leave."

After all, they were just camping overnight under the open night sky, where they stayed was of no consequence.

Chen Xu was never afraid of trouble but couldn't be bothered to seek it out either. Those he didn't wish to see, he simply wouldn't. He picked up the little hedgehog and stepped upon the gentle wind.

As the saying goes, Lie Zi rides the wind, pleasantly and skillfully.

Riding the wind, flying, refreshingly delightful.

With a cheerful laugh, Chen Xu suddenly stepped into the Netherworld.

In the next instant, he had appeared thirty miles away in the city of Langxi.

Enough of this, better to enter the city, find an inn, and sleep soundly.

Chen Xu left swiftly, such that as he lingered in the air with the golden eagle, Ning Siyu didn't realize that the poet he sought had slipped away in an instant.

By the time he finally made up his mind: "So be it, though in company with demons, it doesn't necessarily mean they're from the benevolent demon faction.

Moreover, even if they are from the benevolent demon faction, there's no harm in making acquaintances.

High elders almost always have some extraordinary quirks, so it's not so peculiar."

Ning Siyu, having figured it out, immediately commanded the golden eagle to fly toward where the wine fragrance had been wafting from initially.

But this pursuit only led him to feel that the wine fragrance first became vivid, then gradually became ethereal and weak, and eventually, even the faint aroma of wine was gone.

Sometime unknowingly, the previously clear and evident pursuit route had blurred into utter obscurity.

Ning Siyu wandered in flight, bewildered for a while, until the moonlight in the sky, at some point, hid behind the clouds once more, and he still couldn't find any trace of the poet.

The presence had vanished as if it had never been, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

If not for that exquisite piece, that line "The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, yet this current moon once shone on the ancients," which stayed in the recesses of Ning Siyu's heart, revolving and lingering, he almost might have doubted whether all he had experienced was nothing more than an illusion.

But Ning Siyu knew that there was no way he could have come up with such lines himself.

Therefore, there must have been someone here who wrote an absolute masterpiece, yet vanished in the blink of an eye.

Was it a dream? Or not?

Sigh, it makes one beat their chest in frustration, not resenting the moonlight's hiding, but regretting one's hesitation and indecision.

Oh, it vexes young Master Ning!

Chen Xu had a good night's sleep in the inn.

Early the next morning he checked out, taking the little hedgehog, and bought a new round of supplies at the morning market in Langxi County.

Then, taking advantage of the early dawn, he left the city with Wei Yuan.

The scenes of the mortal world were actually quite beautiful; Chen Xu wasn't willing to linger too long in the city, mainly because of the previous divination.

Master Jiu had once warned him of danger, and the Spiritual Cicada Jade Robe had also given hints, making Chen Xu aware that if he followed his original route and plan to take the exams, he would definitely encounter a crisis.

However, Chen Xu didn't even know what this crisis would be.

And now with his cultivation improved, many crises seemed to be easily soluble.

But Chen Xu still decided to err on the side of caution.

Cautiousness and freedom do not conflict.

Since he had received numerous hints and had already set out ahead of schedule, changing his route, Chen Xu was committed to "taking the road less traveled" to the end.

In short, before the provincial exam officially began, Chen Xu decided to stay away from the crowds.

This way, he would naturally stay away from disputes.

Moreover, traveling in the wilderness could also lead to collecting various rare spiritual materials, which was a benefit.

Chen Xu traveled by day and rested by night, thus progressing without further mention.

Sometimes he would enter a city and quietly find an inn for lodging; occasionally he would listen to the news among the markets. Chen Xu would merely listen and remember it in his heart, never involving himself too much.

One night, there was a heavy rain, just right for Chen Xu to collect a considerable amount of Midnight Rootless Water.

With the snow from last year hard to obtain, Chen Xu checked the simple map given to him by Feng Yuanbai and decided to detour to the Lingxi Snow Mountain in Qinglin Prefecture.

To see if he could collect last year's snow from Lingxi Snow Mountain.

Unexpectedly, after he left, a sudden upheaval occurred in Yunjiang Prefecture.

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