On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Fang Clan Inner Hall ended its New Year's break and started again.
On Martial Arts Arena in the early morning, the cold wind was still biting, but it could not dissipate the gradually gathering lively atmosphere.
Many Inner Hall disciples arrived one after another, gathering in twos and threes, stretching their muscles and talking in low voices.
The air is filled with a subtle atmosphere unique to the beginning of the new year, mixed with anticipation and laziness.
However, as time went by, some attentive disciples began to notice something unusual.
"Huh? Chief Fang Han... It seems like today hasn't come yet?"
A Inner Hall disciple who had just finished his warm-up looked around, with a trace of doubt on his face, and asked his companions in a low voice.
"I really haven't seen you... Why haven't you come so late?"
His words attracted the attention of several nearby Inner Hall disciples. Everyone's eyes subconsciously scanned the field, but as expected they could not find the figure that is now considered an iconic figure in the Inner Hall.
"Could it be that he was injured in the previous assassination... and the injury has not healed yet?"
Some Inner Hall disciples lowered their voices, with a hint of hesitation and speculation in their tone.
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Inner Hall disciples all looked worried. Fang Han couldn't really have been seriously injured in the previous assassination, right?
Even Fang Hong, Fang Xue and other top ten disciples of the Inner Hall who gathered aside noticed the absence of Fang Han.
Fang Hong stood with his arms folded, his eyes swept over, but Fang Han was not seen, and his brows were slightly frowned.
Fang Xue's cold eyes also circulated around the crowd, but she never saw Fang Han. There was a faint trace of doubt in her eyes.
"Fang Han was really... seriously injured in the previous assassination?"
Fang Wen sounded a little uncertain.
At this moment, a steady sound of footsteps came from the corridor.
Elder Fang Yuan, dressed in regular clothes, walked slowly to the front of Martial Arts Arena, surrounded by a group of teachers with solemn expressions.
The discussion in the field suddenly fell silent, and all eyes focused on it.
Elder Fang Yuan stood still, his eyes like lightning, slowly scanning the entire audience, taking in everyone's expressions, and then he spoke in a deep voice, his voice not high but reaching everyone's ears clearly:
"The New Year has passed, so you should stop playing. The journey of martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."
"I hope you will keep in mind the family motto, practice diligently, and never waste your time or the support of Lineage..."
The instructions were clearly organized, and all the disciples listened respectfully, and no one dared to show any slights.
After the lecture, Elder Fang Yuan nodded slightly, indicating that everyone could disperse and start practicing.
After most of the disciples bowed and saluted, they prepared to turn around.
At this moment, Fang Lin, who entered Inner Hall in the same batch as Fang Han, seemed to have mustered up the courage, stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and then raised his voice and asked:
"Elder, disciple, I don't know... I don't know why Chief Fang Han didn't come today? But because of the attack at the beginning of the year, his body has not recovered yet?"
After his words fell, the slightly relaxed atmosphere in the audience became tense again. Almost all the disciples stopped their movements and looked at Elder Fang Yuan again, obviously they were extremely concerned about this.
Elder Fang Yuan's eyes fell on Fang Lin, and he pondered for a moment. There was no emotion or anger on his face, and he slowly shook his head and said:
"Fang Han was attacked but not injured."
After everyone heard this, they just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Elder continue:
"The reason why he came today is because Guard Lineage will be traveling in a caravan soon, and he was given permission not to come in order to prepare for the trip."
He did not mention the Azure Profound Sect assessment.
First of all, when Seven Sects recruits disciples, the competition is fierce. Although Fang Han has great talent, he may not be sure of victory. It is too early to publicize it at this time.
Secondly, if the news leaks out in advance, there is no guarantee that the other four Lineage, especially Lin Family, will not secretly interfere and create complications.
Some things are the safest to do silently.
This answer was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, and there was a pent-up discussion in the venue.
Elder Fang Yuan said no more, waved his hand, and then all the disciples dispersed.
At the same time, there was a different scene inside the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
In the morning, the sun was shining just right in the courtyard, making people feel warm.
Lin Wan was sitting on a stone bench, sewing a piece of clothing under the warm sunshine, with fine stitches. He occasionally raised his eyes to look at his little daughter playing in the courtyard, with a gentle smile on his lips.
Fang Ying chased a bee whose traces were occasionally seen as the weather turned warmer. He wanted to get closer but didn't dare to, and let out a cheerful laugh like a silver bell.
"Han'er, when you go out with Clan Head this time, you must be careful and listen to Clan Head's instructions in everything."
Fang Zheng stood aside with his hands folded, looking at his wife and daughter, and finally his eyes fell on the eldest son. His tone was full of usual instructions, but a little more unnoticeable concern than usual.
"Dad, I understand."
Fang Han nodded and responded with a steady voice.
Lin Wan stopped the needlework in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Fang Han for a moment, and said softly:
"Outside is no different than at home. You have to take care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation. I heard that you will be going for a long time, so be sure to bring the few thick clothes I prepared for you."
"Mom, don't worry, I will bring it with you."
Fang Han slowed down his voice and replied.
At this time, the bee flew away, and Fang Ying ran over with a pouted mouth, hugged Fang Han's legs, and raised his little face:
"Brother, are you going out for a long time? When you come back, remember to bring me candy figures! I want the biggest and sweetest ones!"
Fang Han There was a hint of softness in his eyes, and he bent down and pinched the tip of his sister's nose gently:
"Okay, brother, I've written it down. You need to be obedient at home and don't be naughty."
"Yinger is the most obedient!"
The little girl immediately puffed up her chest and promised, and then her attention was attracted by a fluttering bee, and she chased after it with a joyful scream.
Fang Han straightened up and looked at the carefree back of his sister.
He quietly enjoyed the warmth of farewell and quietly carved this warmth into his heart.
If you go to the Azure Profound Sect this time and fail the test, you will naturally come back soon.
But if it passes... according to what Clan Head said, you need to stay inside to practice, and I'm afraid you won't have the chance to go home until the end of the year.
The future is important, but the plain but precious family love in front of him is also the softness in his heart that is hard to let go.
A few days later, a carriage with the Fang Clan emblem and luxurious decorations, escorted by Guard on horseback, slowly drove out of the Liangshui City gate in the morning mist.
In the carriage, Fang Han closed his eyes and rested, adjusting the newborn Internal Qi in his body.
Opposite me, Clan Head Fang Lingyuan is sitting upright with his eyes slightly closed, as if he is relaxing and thinking.
The housekeeper Fang Zhong sat quietly on one side, taking care of trivial matters along the way.
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the official road, making a regular and dull sound, and moved further and further away in the direction of the distant and mysterious Azure Profound Mountain.
Almost at the same time, the same extraordinary carriages drove out of every large or small city under the jurisdiction of Qingyang Prefecture.
These carriages are luxurious and well-guarded. In the carriages, either alone or in groups, there are young girls with calm auras and bright eyes.
They have different identities and come from different Lineage forces, but in every direction, they are heading towards Azure Profound Mountain, one of the Holy Lands in the Qingyang Prefecture warriors' hearts.
A grand event that brings together many young talents in the county has quietly begun.