Chapter 44: Strange Man

After leaving Tianchi, Yichen didn't know where he was going. He went back early and was afraid that his master would ask why he came back so early. He was in a mixed mood all the way. Even in the early summer of June, no matter how beautiful the scenery of Xuanqing Mountain was, it could not relieve his depression.

Unknowingly, he came to the vicinity of Lianfengtai again, and saw several towering peaks, reaching into the clouds. Yichen suddenly thought that he hadn't visited the old man sweeping the floor for a long time. It was not autumn yet, and he didn't know that the old man was still burying immortals. When the cliff disappeared, he simply launched the Lingxian Step and flew over to the Immortal Burial Cliff.

When he arrived near the Immortal Burial Cliff, a cold air hit his face. Even though he had extraordinary cultivation, he still felt that this place was dangerous and did not dare to get too close to the cliff.

It was lonely and desolate all around, with no fallen leaves circling or the old man sweeping the floor. I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss again. I sat alone for a while at the place where the old man taught him the Dragon Song Palm. He sighed softly and was about to leave, but something happened in the distance. An old man's voice came: "Why are you sighing here at such a young age?" ❁

Hearing the familiar voice from the past, Yichen's sense of loss disappeared. He stood up and looked around, only to see an old man in green floating in the distance. Although he didn't have the immortal posture like those elders in the door, he had his hands behind his back and was full of energy. Pointing into the void, he seemed very leisurely, more like an expert hermit outside the world.

"Uncle, you are here!"

Yichen immediately walked up. In the past two years, he had been busy practicing, so he only secretly went down the mountain to visit his old man without telling his master. Today, he was very happy to see his old man as before.

Master Kusong landed lightly in front of him, with his hands still behind his back, and said, "You have reached the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god."

"Yeah!"

Yichen nodded happily. When he was down there, others thought he was only in the stage of refining energy. But when he came, the old man saw his cultivation level at a glance.

Of course, for an expert like Master Xuanyang, it is not difficult to see that his cultivation has reached the level of refining qi and transforming into a god. However, Master Xuanyang has never wanted to see him, and he didn't even bother to look at him. So just now he was The people below thought that he only had the ability to refine Qi.

Master Kusong stroked his white beard and said, "In that case, why did you sigh just now?

Hearing his question, Yichen felt a little depressed again. He sat down on a stone next to him, supported his chin with his hands and said, "Uncle, you don't know, I have worked so hard in the past three years just to participate in the Tianmen Martial Arts Competition." "Cultivation, I never thought that Master Xuanyang hated me for contradicting him in the past, so he deliberately arranged a place for me to wait for the examination."

After hearing this, Master Kusong slowly shook his head, "Master Xuanyang is the head of a lineage. How could he bear grudges against you, a little kid? You think too much."

"But..." Yichen was still waiting to say something, but in the end he hesitated and lowered his head silently. Master Kusong said, "Isn't this great? Watching the battle in the audience is better than fighting on the stage."

Yichen sighed and said, "But I have to win in the Tianmen Martial Arts Competition, then they will respect the master."

"Then you mean, because you didn't win in the martial arts competition, they don't respect your master?" Master Kusong asked.

"I……"

Yichen was unable to answer his question for a moment, and finally sighed again, and did not leave until noon. Under the guidance of the old man, his mood was no longer as gloomy as before he came.

Returning to Zixiao Peak, they saw Ling Yin sitting in the Yaoguang Hall practicing Kung Fu with her eyes closed. Yichen walked in gently and said, "Master, I'm back!"

"Yes." Ling Yin slowly opened his eyes, and when he came closer, he said, "This morning down there, you contradicted Master Xuanyang again."

"oh……"

Yichen walked over slowly with his head lowered. He was afraid that his master would be angry and didn't dare to explain what happened in the morning. But even if he didn't explain, Ling Yin had been with him day and night for so many years, so how could she not understand his thoughts? He just said, "Sit down." Let me help you sort out your meridians."

"kindness."

Yichen sat down as he was told, and Lingyin pushed his palms on his back. After a while, he said, "If you continue like this, how can your uncles like you?"

"Master..."

Yichen frowned slightly. He knew that several of his lords did not like him, and he also knew that Xuanmen was most concerned about respecting teachers. As a disciple, he should not contradict his lords under any circumstances, but today he was too angry. Then Old man Xuanyang said that he was the one, but he still wanted to say what the master did.

"That's all, I'll have a good time practicing in the next few days."

Ling Yin sighed softly and said nothing more. It was like this until dusk. In Tianshu Hall, Master Qingxuan Zhenren was sitting at the head of the hall, with eyebrows and Jiang Nanliu standing below silently.

But seeing the way Master Qingxuan's eyebrows were slightly knitted at this moment, he must be worried about something. It took a long time before he heard him say, "That's it. After seven days, Mei'er, you take them to Tiantai Mountain first. As for Ling Yin's disciple, , let’s go and have some experience this time.”

"Yes, Master."

His eyebrows arched and he cupped his hands, Master Qingxuan nodded slightly, and said, "In addition, there have been frequent movements over there in Dongjie recently, and I am afraid that the devil is taking action. Please remember to be careful when you go there. If you encounter a demon, there are too many people on the other side." Everyone, don’t conflict with him head-on, I’ve asked Xiao Yin to go over there first to investigate.”

"Disciple understands, Master does not need to worry."

The eyebrows arched again. Master Qingxuan nodded, his expression suddenly became serious again, and said, "This time you will take them to Tianmen. Remember, no matter what the other sects do, the name of Xuanqing must not be compromised before the martial arts competition."

Seven days passed in a flash. Tianmen was far away in the east of Xianyuan Ancient Land, near Tiantai Mountain in Dongjie. The masters could easily fly there by sword, but the disciples were still inexperienced and could not handle it by sword, so they chose to ride on Yunshi, which would take about three days to get there.

Yichen had prepared for the seven days. He said goodbye to his master this morning and arrived at Tianchi Square at noon. As soon as he walked in, he saw people swaying around, all gathered together and whispering something.

"Do you know who that person is? He has been standing here for the whole morning. He seems to want to join our Xuanqing Sect?"

"I have heard of that person. It seems that he was driven out of Tianmen three years ago. What did he do to get driven out of Tianmen?"

"Who knows? Why does he suddenly want to join our Xuanqing Sect again? There are strange things every year, but there are more this year..."

Yichen listened curiously and squeezed up. He saw several elders sitting on the high platform of the square, and a figure standing below. The man was tall and graceful, wearing green clothes. He was about 20 years old, with sword-like eyebrows and handsome appearance. However, there seemed to be a deep loneliness between his eyebrows.

For some reason, although they had never met before, Yichen felt a sense of familiarity when he saw this lonely man, as if he was the same as him, frustrated and unsuccessful.

"Okay, go now. The masters won't come today. You won't be able to see them."

At this time, a woman came down from the high platform. She was light and graceful, dressed in red. She was Fuling, the disciple of Meiyue Master of Tianxuan Peak.

Fuling looked at the handsome man with sword-like eyebrows in front of her, and seemed to be quite interested. She smiled and said, "I'm serious. If anyone comes later, it will only be my master Meiyue Master. But our Tianxuan Peak only accepts female disciples. You can't possibly want to join Tianxuan Peak, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many senior and junior sisters of Tianxuan Peak nearby laughed with their hands covering their mouths, and sometimes their eyes moved and stared at the face of the man in green.

"Alas..."

The man sighed softly, with a look of disappointment between his brows. He bowed slightly to Fuling and said, "Thank you, young lady." After that, he turned around and walked back, sighing, "Playing the sword and singing songs is fun, and there is no time to find a pearl in the vast ocean. I thought that the world-famous Xuanqing Sect would abandon worldly views. Alas..."

Looking at the man's slowly leaving figure, Fuling didn't blink, thinking that this person was so strange. She was clearly making fun of him just now, why didn't he get angry and said "Thank you, young lady".

The man slowly walked out of the square. When he passed by Yichen, he glanced at him, and Yichen also looked at him, and the two passed by each other.

After a long time, the square gradually returned to calm. I saw a ray of light from the horizon, and Meijianyi lightly fell on the square. With a wave of his hand, a cloud stone flew down from the clouds.

The participants of the Tianmen Martial Arts Competition this time are Leng Qianxue and Nishang from Tianxuan Peak, Xia Guyun from Tianquan Peak, Lou Qingshan from Xuanyang Peak, Ye Huaiyu from Wangheng Peak, and Shen Yu from Yuji Peak. As for Xiao Yichen, he went to Tianmen as a disciple waiting for the test.

In addition to the seven of them, there are several other disciples who followed Meijianyi this time. Some more disciples will come in the next few days, and then they will go with the other elders.

After everyone got on the cloud stone, Meijianyi slightly pinched his hands, flicked his sleeves, and the cloud stone shook, and disappeared in the clouds in an instant.

After leaving Xuanqing Mountain, Yichen looked down and saw that the mountains and rivers were rapidly retreating. At this moment, a kind of heroic spirit suddenly arose in his heart. When he was young, he always thought that he could go to the outside world one day. Now hasn’t it come true?

But what is the outside world like? Is it cruel, with swords and shadows, and bloody rain? Everything is still unknown.

After coming back to his senses, Yichen thought of the strange man in green clothes and asked Fuling, "Sister Fuling, do you know who that person was at noon today?"

"Ah?" Ruan Fuling came back to her senses after being asked by him. She thought, "Well, that person's name is weird, it seems to be called something like Que. How can there be such a weird name..."

"What Que?" Yichen also looked confused.

Tianmen is far away in Dongjun. Even at the fastest speed, Yunshi will take three days to arrive. During this period, Yunshi cannot continue to fly. Every time dusk falls, Meijianyi will take the disciples to find a town to spend the night. She naturally remembered the instructions of Qingxuan Zhenren before leaving. Recently, the various sects of the Demonic Dao are ready to move, so she was cautious along the way, but the disciples were very lively along the way, except for Xia Guyun and Leng Qianxue, who were always cold.

On the evening of the third day, Mei Jianyi led all the disciples to the ground. It was not far to Tiantai Mountain, but it was dusk today and it was not easy to go up the mountain at night, so they decided to rest in the town ahead for one night and leave tomorrow morning.

Along the way, Fuling and Nishang were very lively. Every time Nishang said that she came from Tianmen in the past, everyone was very curious.

When they came to an ancient road, they saw that the grass and trees beside the road were deep, the flowers were blooming like brocade, and the willow branches were swaying in the wind. Mei Jianyi suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped. Not far ahead, a jade sedan suddenly appeared and came towards them.