Chapter 629: Disciple Becomes Mortal

Yun Qian!

This name is quite good. Ye Linglong smiled. That beautiful smile made all living beings shy. "This name is quite good. From now on, my clone will be called Yun Qian!"

After successfully transforming into a god, Ye Linglong was filled with emotion. He clearly remembered the memory of transforming into a mortal.

So she naturally handed over all this memory to her soul cultivation clone.

From the moment she transformed into a god, Ye Linglong cultivated a clone and refined the soul clone. This clone technique was taught to him by her husband Gu Jiuchen.

In the Tianxian Sect, Gu Jiuchen is the only one who knows this peerless clone technique, and it was taught to him by his uncle.

And this kind of clone technique did not come from Uncle Master's sect. It was found by Uncle Master by chance in the ancient cave.

In Tianxian Sect, the only ones taught by Gu Jiuchen were Ye Linglong, Liu Yaonian, Zhu Tai, Qi Rong and twenty other disciples.

Although there are still a few of these twenty disciples who are still training, after they have completed their training, they can enter the final stage of becoming mortals when they return.

Only after becoming mortal and experiencing life can one truly transform his state of mind, and finally be able to break through his cultivation and reach the state of becoming a god.

Half a year later, all twenty disciples returned to the Tianxian Sect, and then Gu Jiuchen once again transmitted their experience and sent all these disciples away.

They went to the human world in various major domains, sealed their cultivation and memories, and turned into mortals to experience life in the mortal world.

After the twenty disciples left for the mortal world, the Tianxian Sect once again returned to its former glory and became more and more prosperous, with more and more disciples in the sect.

Since the twenty disciples of the Tianxian Sect turned into mortals and stepped into the world of mortals, the peace within the Tianxian Sect has been filled with a bit more expectation and longing.

The mountain gate is still majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist, but there seems to be a bit more human smoke and fire in the air. It is a different atmosphere brought by the disciples after they became mortals.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several years have passed in this mortal world.

These twenty disciples are each scattered in different areas, experiencing the joys and sorrows of mortals, the separation and separation of joys and sorrows.

Some of them became scholars, studying hard day and night, just to get their names on the gold medal list; some joined the business world, sharpening their minds in intrigues and deceit; some even entered the world of martial arts, with swords as their companions, and enjoyed grudges and grudges.

In a corner of the bustling capital, Li Yifeng, who was once the most inconspicuous disciple of the Tianxian Sect, was standing outside the imperial examination examination room, holding a pen and inkstone tightly in his hand, but his heart was filled with waves.

He was originally a cultivator of immortality, but because of the order to transform into a mortal, he forgot his past life and joined the imperial examination, hoping to achieve a career in the mortal world.

"Brother Li, seeing how nervous you are, could it be that this is your first time taking the exam?" On the side, an equally young scholar said with a smile, his words full of ease.

Li Yifeng smiled slightly and shook his head, but secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

If he hadn't become a mortal, how could he understand the hardships and difficulties of the imperial examination in this mortal world? But then I thought about it, isn’t this exactly what the masters expected?

Only by experiencing all kinds of life can one understand the true meaning of immortality.

In the examination room, pen and ink were flying. Li Yifeng was writing quickly. Every word and every sentence seemed to be his deep understanding of this period of mortal life. After the exam was over, he walked out of the examination room and looked at the blue sky and white clouds, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

At the same time, at the far southern border, Lin Wanqing was standing on the top of a mountain, wearing a green shirt and holding a long sword.

She was once the only female disciple in the Tianxian Sect. After turning into a mortal, she unexpectedly became a heroine in the world of martial arts, doing chivalry and justice, and eliminating violence.

"Nvxia Lin, are you going to get rid of that bully again?" At the foot of the mountain, a group of villagers gathered around, their eyes full of awe and gratitude.

Lin Wanqing nodded and smiled, stroking the sword lightly and said: "If the bully is not eliminated, the people will be in trouble. Although we, the monks, have become mortals, our heart to protect the common people will never change."

After saying this, she stretched out her figure, like a blue swallow flying through the sky, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant. A group of villagers were left behind, kneeling down and praying to God to bless this heroine for her safe return.

Li Yifeng won the imperial examination in one fell swoop, became the number one scholar in the new subject, and entered the court as an official.

However, the whirlpool of power is far more complicated than he imagined. He gradually discovered that the intrigues and intrigues in the officialdom were completely different from the purity of the immortal path he pursued.

One day, he was sitting alone in his study, playing with a jade pendant in his hand. It was a gift from his master Gu Jiuchen before he became mortal. Although he had forgotten his past life, whenever he touched this jade pendant, there would always be a surge of joy in his heart. An inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Who am I? Why am I here?" Li Yifeng murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion.

At this moment, a maid hurriedly walked in and said: "Sir, there is a woman outside the door asking to see you, saying she is your old friend."

Li Yifeng was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the study. Outside the door, a woman in plain clothes was waiting quietly. That familiar face made his heart tremble.

"Lin Luan?" He blurted out, this name seemed to be the deepest memory in his heart.

Lin Luan is a very talented female disciple among Gu Jiuchen's twenty disciples. After she became a mortal, she also experienced various hardships and finally found Li Yifeng.

The two of them were relatively speechless, feeling that a thousand words could not be said.

The southern border!

During an operation to eliminate violence, Lin Wanqing accidentally fell into a trap and was seriously injured.

At the time of crisis, a mysterious man suddenly appeared and single-handedly saved her from the fire and water.

"Thank you for saving my life, young master." Lin Wanqing struggled to sit up, looking at the man in front of her, with an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

The man smiled slightly and said, "Seeing injustice on the road, I draw my sword to help, which is within my generation. Miss, you don't have to be polite."

However, Lin Wanqing vaguely felt that this man seemed to have a similar aura to herself. She tried to ask, "Young master, have we ever had any origins?"

The man's eyes changed slightly when he heard it, but then he regained his calmness and said, "Maybe, but now you and I are both mortals, so why mention the past?"

A few months later, Li Yifeng and Lin Luan, Lin Wanqing and the mysterious man, each found their own answers and destinations in the mortal world.

However, in the capital, it was prosperous and brocade. Li Yifeng wore brocade clothes and a black gauze hat, and walked steadily on the vermilion corridor of the palace.

Since he won the imperial examination and became the new champion, he has been exposed to the game of power and the intrigues of the court every day.

However, behind this magnificent scene, his inner confusion and bewilderment are deepening.

In the dead of night, Li Yifeng sat alone in the study, with the jade pendant given by his master Gu Jiuchen shining faintly in the moonlight.

He gently stroked the jade pendant, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Who am I? Why am I sinking in this vortex of power and desire?" He murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with desire for the past and helplessness about the current situation.

Every night, Li Yifeng would study ancient books in the study, trying to find answers from those yellowed pages.

One day, he accidentally flipped through a dusty "Xiantu Lu", which recorded the legendary stories and cultivation experiences of many immortal cultivators.

As the pages turned, his heart fluctuated. Those words about cultivating immortals, enlightenment, and transcending the mundane world were like a clear spring, nourishing his dry heart.

At the same time, in the southern border, Lin Wanqing still fought for justice as a female hero in the Jianghu, eliminating violence and protecting the good.

Her swordsmanship improved day by day, and every time she drew her sword, it was like a dragon soaring into the sky, unstoppable. The villagers were in awe of her and regarded her as a patron saint.

One day, an evil force suddenly appeared in southern Xinjiang. Its leader had a high level of cultivation and many subordinates. He was rampant in the countryside and did all kinds of evil.

After hearing the news, Lin Wanqing resolutely embarked on the journey of eliminating demons and defending the way.

After a hard battle, she finally found the nest of the evil force in a dark cave.

In the cave, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the hideous face of the leader.

He sneered and said, "A mere female hero dares to challenge me? Today, I will make you come but never return!" After that, he waved the magic weapon in his hand and attacked Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing stretched out her body, like a green swallow flying through the sky, and the long sword in her hand turned into a silver streak, fiercely fighting with the magic weapon.

The two sides fought hard, and the whole cave trembled.

In the end, relying on her extraordinary swordsmanship and firm will, Lin Wanqing pierced the heart with a sword and killed the leader.

After the battle, Lin Wanqing looked at the corpses and wailing minions on the ground, but there was no joy in her heart.

She knew that the road to the rivers and lakes was a long and arduous journey; and the road to cultivating immortals was even more thorny.

She silently put away the long sword, turned around and left, leaving behind a silence and killing.