"Alright disciple, this time I go out to the sect for my master. The happiest thing is to accept you as my master. Now I will take you out of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. It is time for Qianjiao to advance to the Lingwu Emperor Realm."
This time with Yunyue's master, Ye Fengcheng and the three of them naturally did not encounter any danger again, and separated from Tang Jinrou after leaving the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts.
After the four of them left, Liang Zixing appeared and watched Yunyue gradually go away.
When they came to the White Tiger Continent this time, they walked on the Emperor Wang Sea for a year. Naturally, they had feelings for each other. Now that Yunyue is gone, he is a little bit reluctant to leave.
However, not having experienced the dangerous world of cultivation has never made him stronger. This is the path he must take.
On the way back to Wanjian Sect, Tang Jinrou regretted her short-sightedness very much. She only saw the superficial cultivation and did not think about their battle with spirit beasts.
Along the way, Ye Fengcheng took Yun Yue two people back to his residence in Lingjian Sect secretly, and asked Yun Yue to help him build a house of his own in his residence.
After Luo Qianjiao returned to the sect, she went to see her master in person and told her master about her master accepting Yunyue as his disciple.
Fan Wuji, the leader of Lingjian Sect, repeatedly told Luo Qianjiao after hearing this. Since her master didn't want anyone to know about this matter, she should never tell anyone about it again and just treat it as a new disciple of Lingjian Sect.
He was also very happy. His master was really interested in finding him a junior brother even though he was hundreds of years old.
"That's the end of your matter. Now that I know that your master has accepted a disciple, I will go there no matter what. You should also be well prepared for your promotion to Lingwu Emperor. The master will personally take care of you then. .”
"Thank you, Master."
"Go down and have a good rest."
After Luo Qianjiao left, Fan Wuji personally took a high-quality spiritual sword that he had collected for decades and headed straight to the depths of the back mountain.
"You're not building a house like this, kid. After you tear it down, listen carefully to what my master is telling you. Since we cultivate the golden aura, we should first learn to feel the golden aura we cultivate."
Yunyue listened to what his master said about cultivation, which was a field he had never accepted before, and he was mesmerized for a while.
It turns out that golden spiritual power can be used in this way. It is no wonder that the unreliable guy wants him to enter the major sword sects to practice. It is only now that he knows the hard conscience of the other party. It is better to follow his own path than to read a thousand books.
Fan Wuji had been standing in the distance, looking at his master and junior brother, and did not dare to disturb them. By this time, it was starting to get dark.
"Well, I can only say so much as a teacher. It is said that it is up to oneself to get a teacher to practice. It is up to you how much you can understand. You have to break many conventions by yourself. Otherwise, you will be trapped in a cage and you will not be able to do it for the rest of your life. Don't even think about being able to go out, just like sitting in a well and looking at the sky, not knowing how big the world is."
Hearing his master's words, Yunyue didn't say a word. He constantly wanted to break the constraints of conventions and combine the strengths of hundreds of schools to create his own swordsmanship.
Seeing that it was already dark, Yunyue ignored it and began to replay what his master said over and over again in his mind.
He began to stand up. There were some things he knew he had to learn and put to use. Even if his cultivation level had been blocked now, it could not stop him from doing his own thing.
Immediately he stepped on the ground, and a line of dust appeared on the ground. He used spiritual energy to stir up the dust on the ground, and began to reach out and gently send a palm to the dust.
A large amount of spiritual energy began to enter the dust, and after the dust fell to the ground, a strip half a foot thick and one meter long appeared, looking like stone but not gold.
"Not bad, not bad. I have achieved some success, but I don't know what this is. Can you use it to build a house? Destroy it and start over."
Ye Fengcheng waved his hand, and all the stone bars turned into dust and began to float in the air. He turned around and walked towards his stone house.
He had already known about Fan Wuji's arrival early on, and now that he had lectured Yunyue, he couldn't ignore it anymore.
After Ye Fengcheng entered the house, he felt a little proud. This time he really found a treasure. Such a good seedling must be polished carefully.
After Ye Fengcheng left, he started to face the dust in the air, stretched out his hands, gently waved and kneaded the spiritual power in the middle, controlled his strength, and did what he wanted.
This kind of thing was not like before, and I had to be cautious. It was not long before I finally succeeded, and I was exhausted and sweating afterward.
Watching Yunyue complete a half-meter-long and ten-centimeter-thick stone, Fan Wuji was simply astonished.
He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe that his junior brother, who was only at the level of a spiritual martial artist, had learned it so quickly under the guidance of his master.
He couldn't learn it at all as a Lingwu Master back then. It wasn't until he advanced to the Lingwu Emperor that he had such achievements as a junior master. At most, he could only make one piece.
What monster did Master bring back this time? If it continues to grow like this, Lingjian Sect will become the first of the six major sects in the future, and that will be just around the corner.
Fan Wuji no longer paid attention to Yunyue and headed directly towards his master's stone house.
"Master, that is my little junior brother, he is simply too evil."
Ye Fengcheng sat on the stone bench, pointed to another stone bench, poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Why didn't I find it? It's just mediocre. There's nothing to praise."
Fan Wuji was about to sit down, but after hearing his master's words, he immediately stood still and did not dare to move.
If the younger junior brother is just average, then it means that his master looks down on him and makes him feel embarrassed.
"Master, I still won't sit down. Sitting down is still better."
Ye Fengcheng turned his head and looked at Fan Wuji, coughed lightly and said: "That makes so much sense. You are now the head of a sect. That boy is a good piece of jade. It needs to be polished in the future. Don't praise it too much. It will make him too proud.”
Yunyue, who was outside at this time, had never stopped since he made a long ashlar brick.
The stone ground outside kept shaking. Long strips of ashlar bricks kept appearing in his hands, and he had to stop after he piled a huge pile.
Feeling that I was almost exhausted, I quickly sat on the ground and started practicing to replenish the spiritual energy in my body.
An old man and a middle-aged man standing in the stone house first felt the vibration behind them, but after they stopped, they felt the golden spiritual energy flowing rapidly in the air.
The two hurriedly walked out of the stone house, and then they noticed the source of the spiritual energy and a pile of long stone bricks.
At this time, the spiritual energy on Yunyue's head was like a spring, constantly entering his body. Ye Fengcheng was already standing beside Yunyue.
Tang Jinrou finally rushed back to Wanjian Sect without disturbing anyone and returned to her residence.
