Taixu Garden was quiet and quiet. Ye Ling was sitting cross-legged in the purple bamboo forest. A faint sharp aura spread out from his body, lingering in the forest with the breeze. Fallen leaves hit the sharp edge and broke in half instantly.
The moon shone on Ye Ling's body, casting a clear glow, and a faint sword energy was attracted to flow out of the wooden sword and wander in the forest.
After an unknown amount of time, the sharp energy and vertical and horizontal sword energy dissipated. Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes and stared at the sky in a daze: "What is my Tao?"
When he first entered the Tao, he thought he had found his own Tao. However, after many years, he discovered his dependence on the people around him, and the arrangement of the man in white in the Heaven-Destroying Sword Art. It seemed that he had found his own Tao. He just does what others ask of him step by step, but he never has his own opinions.
With his consciousness sinking into the sea of consciousness, Ye Ling came to the small courtyard. There was still a Sword Book and a yellowed sword diagram on the stone table. He sat in front of the sword diagram, trying to resonate with the sword diagram and look for the shadow of the man in white. But no matter how hard he tried, there was no movement in the sword diagram.
From this point of view, the only possibility was that the man in white appeared himself, otherwise he would never be able to summon him.
In the bamboo forest, Ye Ling regained consciousness and got up to go back to the mountain. Under the waterfall, the Taoist was still snoring. There is a small pavilion on the hillside not far from here. In the pavilion, Chen Yan is sitting cross-legged, practicing with his eyes closed.
Chen Yan had noticed it as early as Ye Ling stepped over the hill. When Ye Ling came closer, he asked, "But what's the problem with cultivation?"
Ye Ling knelt on the ground and said: "Master, please discuss the Tao!"
Chen Yan shook his head and said: "The Tao is Tao, but it is very Tao. My Tao is not suitable for you. You should not ask others for your Tao."
Such an answer was of no help to the confused Ye Ling, but Chen Yan continued: "If you can't figure it out yourself, it's better to look for the answer in a book."
Ye Ling shook his head and said: "The disciples have read all the Daozang in the Sutra Pavilion, but it doesn't help."
Chen Yan smiled and said: "Wentian Jiu Peak, there are still eight peaks books, you have not read it, maybe there is something you want in there. Go ahead, hold the peak master's token and you can freely enter and exit the eight peaks, anyone can Don’t stop it.”
"Thank you Master for your guidance!"
Ye Ling said goodbye to Chen Yan and left Taixu Peak with his wooden sword on his back. The first stop was Yumu Peak, which had no enmity with him and was the closest. But his actions quickly attracted the attention of the sect disciples.
Ye Ling went up to Yumu Peak, holding the peak master's token, and met with the peak master Wang Muhua in the main hall. With the Taixu Peak Master's token, Wang Muhua would naturally not refuse. Even without the token, he would not turn against Ye Ling.
So, under the watchful eyes of the Yumu Peak disciples, Ye Ling stepped into the Yumu Peak's Scripture Depository Pavilion.
Spring and Autumn pass by the window, and the years are long in the book. Ye Ling stayed in Yumu Peak's Sutra Pavilion for two months before leaving, but with a frown on his face when he left, as if he didn't find the answer he wanted.
After leaving Yumu Peak, Ye Ling did not return to Taixu Peak, but immediately came to Yuanshui Peak. Up and down Yuanshui Peak, Wu Zhendong was often ridiculed by other peaks because of Wu Zhendong's defeat by Ye Ling, so they were quite disgusted with Ye Ling. However, the peak leader Meng Guangyang issued a death order and no one was allowed to conflict with Taixu Peak. Anyone who disobeyed would be expelled from Yuanshui Peak.
Therefore, Ye Ling was not blocked when he arrived at Yuanshui Peak. He entered the Sutra Pavilion very smoothly, stayed there for a month, left, and went to the next mountain peak.
On Zidian Peak, Lei Qing was very happy when he heard that Ye Ling was visiting. He invited Ye Ling to the main hall and said to Ye Ling with a smile: "That bastard in my family told me that thanks to your rescue, I escaped from hiding." Shiling, you are kind to my Lei family, if anyone dares to harm you in the future, my father and son will never agree."
Ye Ling responded with a smile. He knew that Lei Qing's words were polite. Although he saved Lei Qing, he never thought of repaying him. This Lei Qing is not a simple-minded person. If he really wanted to repay him, he would not stand idly by and watch the several incidents that occurred when he returned to the mountain this time.
In a word, Lei Qing will only add icing on the cake and will never provide help in times of need.
Lei Ming is still in seclusion at the moment and cannot come to see Ye Ling. Ye Ling didn't care at all. He said goodbye to Lei Qing and plunged into the Zidian Peak Scripture Collection Pavilion. Another month later, Ye Ling left Zidian Peak and came to Qingyu Peak.
There are only female disciples on Qingyu Peak, and even the peak master and elders are the same. Many female disciples rushed to see Ye Ling, just because of his resounding reputation and powerful fighting prowess. But after seeing Ye Ling's not very outstanding appearance, most of them felt a little disappointed.
The leader of Qingyu Peak, Hao Yue, excused himself to go into seclusion and did not see Ye Ling. Ye Ling didn't force it and went to the Sutra Pavilion with the token. With the Peak Master's token there, the disciples guarding the pavilion could not stop him.
Ye Ling stayed in this pavilion for a month and then left to go to the next mountain peak. A year has passed since Ye Ling walked out of the final Tianxuan Peak Scripture Storage Pavilion.
He stepped on the void and returned to the Taixu Garden of Taixu Peak, only to see his master Chen Yan sitting in front of the wooden house, drinking from a jar of wine.
Seeing Ye Ling's return, Chen Yan didn't ask any questions. He just touched his storage ring with Ye Ling's, and the contents of the ring were transferred over.
Ye Ling checked with his spiritual sense and found that all the spiritual stones sent by Chen Yan were high-grade and medium-grade. He hasn't gotten his jade finger ring back yet. Most of the spiritual stones used for cultivation now come from the savings of Xu Haochu and the others. They have been used up by Ye Ling in the past three years. It is the time to worry about the spiritual stones.
He looked at Chen Yan, who smiled and said: "You are now trying to pass the test and you need the help of spirit stones. I think these are definitely not enough. You can take the fairy materials in this garden and go to the Lingshi Mansion to exchange them for spirit stones."
"Thank you Master!"
Ye Ling was not too polite. There was no need for any false courtesy between him and Chen Yan.
Chen Yan told Ye Ling a few words about his cultivation, then got up and went back to the back mountain. Ye Ling came back this time to go into seclusion again, but he estimated that the spiritual stones given by Chen Yan were still not enough, so he took some elixirs and fairy treasures from the garden, cut down a few thousand-year-old purple bamboos, and brought these things to Ling Ling. Shifu.
Ye Ling had met the elder of Lingshi Mansion once. He was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, with white beard and hair. His cultivation level was probably at the peak of Yingchong Realm, and he was about to enter the Immortal Realm.
When Elder Lingshi met Ye Ling, he said without any nonsense, "According to the sect's rules, the masters of each peak in Wentian Sect can receive 80 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones every month and 20 pieces of high-grade spiritual stones every year. , you have been the peak master for one year, you can take away the previous ones together, a total of twenty high-grade spiritual stones and nine hundred and sixty mid-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Ling had never heard Chen Yan mention that the peak master could also receive spiritual stones, but this was an unexpected gain from this trip. Ye Ling received his share of the spirit stones, and then handed the fairy materials he brought to the spirit stone elder and said, "I wonder how many spirit stones these things can be exchanged for?"
Elder Lingshi's eyes lit up. Although his Lingshi Mansion came in and out of many spiritual stones every day, he had never received so many good immortal treasures. Each type was more than a thousand years old, which was really rare.
Elder Lingshi looked at it carefully and said: "It can be exchanged for five hundred and thirty high-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Ling thought about it and thought that these spiritual stones were probably enough for his cultivation, so he changed them all and returned to Taixu Peak with the spiritual stones.
After returning to Taixu Garden, Ye Ling went into seclusion in the wooden house and could not get out. This was another four years.
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But he said that the cave where Xu Mochen was on Xuan Peak was filled with the smell of alcohol. Sitting opposite Xu Mochen, with a wine glass in his hand and his face flushed from drinking, it was Meng Peiran.
Meng Peiran had been practicing hard for more than a year and was finally able to drink several rounds in front of Xu Mochen. For this reason, he came to pester Xu Lonely Chen to drink almost every day.
On the contrary, Xu Mochen became the one who had no choice but to accompany him. Seeing Meng Peiran frowning and finishing the glass of wine, Xu Mochen said: "Junior brother, I have told you before that since you don't like drinking, there is no need to force it. We, as cultivators, want to be free and live freely, so why do you have to make it so difficult for yourself?"
Meng Peiran waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am lucky to be able to drink with my senior brother. It's too late for me to be happy. What's so difficult to talk about? Come on, senior brother, have another drink!"
Xu Mochen didn't pour him wine and remained silent.
Seeing him like this, Meng Peiran suddenly felt a little angry in his heart and said, "Senior brother, is it possible that you don't want to drink with me? Could it be that you can only drink this wine with the masters and disciples on Taixu Peak?"
Seeing what he said, Xu Mochen smiled helplessly and said, "What did junior brother say? I just want to taste Taixu Peak's drunken brew. Why should junior brother care?"
Meng Peiran stared at Xu Lonely Chen for a long time, wondering if he was drunk, and suddenly said: "The master and apprentice of Taixu Peak must be in seclusion, right? Senior brother left in a hurry last night and came back in a hurry. It seems that he didn't drink you Are you thinking about Zuiyun Brewing?"
Xu Lonechen's face didn't change as he gently knocked on the wine jar in front of him: "What else do you know?"
Meng Peiran smiled miserably and said: "I also know that apart from Taixu Peak, senior brother has never been to the other seven peaks. I have invited senior brother to my cave several times, but senior brother has never been rewarded!"
Xu Mochen remained silent, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then threw the wine jar aside and said lightly: "This wine is tasteless."
When Meng Peiran heard this, he laughed, then stood up and walked out: "It's time for me to go back and retreat, senior brother, take care."
Xu Mochen didn't say a word. When Meng Peiran left, he sighed and said to himself: "Junior brother, why are you doing this?"
However, Meng Peiran left Tianxuan Peak and was heading towards Yuanshui Peak when he suddenly encountered a figure on the way, it was Lan Gongyue.
Lan Gongyue saw that he was full of alcohol, drunk and disheveled, and she couldn't help frowning and said: "I have never seen you look like this. You have been drunk all day long, how can you look like a monk?" , but turned into a scoundrel and a lazy person."
Meng Peiran stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't it good for me to do this? Let me drink to relieve my worries, and I won't have to worry anymore!"
Lan Gongyue shook her head helplessly: "If drunkenness can relieve thousands of worries, how can there be all kinds of worries in the world? If you have the intention, go and tell Senior Brother Xu yourself why you have to do this to yourself and destroy your Taoist heart, then everything will be over. !”
Listening to Lan Gongyue's words, Meng Peiran was silent for a long time, as if he had sobered up. He straightened his back, looked at the moonlight and said: "I just wish I wasn't a disciple of Qingyu Peak. Everyone in the world says that being a man is a good thing. I I'd rather give it to them. What's the use of having this manly body?"
As he spoke, Meng Peiran moved slowly towards Yuanshui Peak, and kept chanting: "The peach and plum blossoms are scorching with brilliance, as joyful as nine springs, and the chimes are folded like autumn frost..."
Seeing Meng Peiran leave in despair, Lan Gongyue's expression was complicated, and she seemed to have a little more pity. But the next second, she looked in the direction of Taixu Peak, and her eyes felt a little colder...
