After paying homage to the statue of the Patriarch of Sifang Mountain, Yu Nian officially settled down on Chaoxia Mountain.
Chaoxia Mountain is personally helmed by the master Zhang Xuanfu. The scenery here is quiet and unique. Several stone houses stand beside the steep and towering rocks. In front of the door is a flat and open stone flat with lush green bamboos and luxuriant trees, which seem to be isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world.
According to the leading disciple, Chaoxia Mountain is no better than other sects in the sect, because the headmaster Zhang Xuanfu is always busy dealing with the affairs of various sects and has no time to take care of the disciples. Master Qi is young and always likes to go to the Drum Tower to meet his colleagues. Exchange of skills, so the incense is not particularly prosperous in this Zhaoxia Mountain. Among the three generations of disciples, after more than ten years, there are only six disciples now, so the house is spacious and empty, which makes it more comfortable. "
Even though this stone chamber in Chaoxia Mountain is still a bit crude compared to the immortal mansion in Yu Nian's mind, it is already satisfying enough for the immature young man who has just entered the immortal sect. In particular, this green and tranquil scenery seemed to Yu Nian to contain a strong aura of immortality. Being able to live here was a blessing that he had cultivated over several lifetimes.
But the title of Uncle Qi, to be honest, made Yu Nian confused. The back of the free and easy swordsman could not help but emerge in his mind, so he boldly asked: "Is the Uncle Qi that my senior brother mentioned just now named Qi Nanhua?"
"Eh? You actually know him?" The leading disciple looked quite surprised when he saw that Yu Nian actually knew Qi Nanhua, and then explained: "The Chaoxia Mountain lineage has gone through four generations since Headmaster Zhang. Although Uncle Qi He is young but has a very high seniority. He is the only child of the former founder of Chaoxia Mountain."
"Sifang Mountain is quite special. It is said that it suffered a catastrophe in the past. Among the current generation of patriarchs, in addition to Grandmaster Changli of Xuannv Peak, there is another Grandmaster Pingqiu. In addition, some disciples, due to their superior qualifications, are young. When they were young, they were taken to the mountains to study with the ancestor. It happened that the master and uncle had not yet assumed the first position at that time, so these disciples naturally inherited the ancestor's mantle. And those of us disciples who started later, naturally had to call them respectfully. Uncle Master. However, in recent years, there have been very few new disciples, so you are truly a junior disciple here."
Although the young man has now entered Zhaoxia Mountain, he is afraid that he will not have close communication with other young disciples in the next few days, so he starts to develop Linglong Heart. After Tianqingding came down, observing the words and deeds of the disciples along the way, it seemed that it was easy to find traces of many children from aristocratic families among them. Even though he was already familiar with the warmth and coldness of the world when he was wandering among the ordinary people in the city, when he first came here, he would inevitably ask for advice humbly, "Brother, I wonder how many senior brothers there are in Luoxia Mountain? Wait for tomorrow. After officially entering, you can go and see them."
The leading disciple smiled and said: "Junior brother is really thoughtful. My name is Jiang Fang, and I am the second disciple of Master. Junior brother, just call me Senior Brother Jiang. Currently, there are two disciples on Chaoxia Mountain who are not present. Senior Brother Pei Liangjun has been there a few years ago. He had already embarked on an adventure in the rivers and lakes a while ago, and he was accompanied by his third junior brother Fang Chengan, and his fourth junior brother Fang Chengzhi... In his early years at the Jishan event, he was unfortunately seriously injured, and his movements were slightly inconvenient, so now and now he is recuperating in peace at his residence; The hard-working fifth disciple Qi Xiuyuan often practices behind closed doors at home and rarely shows his face outside."
After walking for a while, Jiang Fang led Yu Nian to the small courtyard at the back on the right and said, "This is it." After that, An Rande led Yu Nian to it.
Yu Nian looked around at this unfamiliar place where he was about to live for a long time. On the left and right sides stood tall pines and swaying bamboos, surrounding a quiet courtyard at the back. The courtyard is paved with fine pebbles and lined with lush green grass. The night breeze blows by, and the leaves and bamboo branches sway gently under the moonlight, exuding a faint aroma of green grass, giving people a feeling of being far away from the hustle and bustle and feeling relaxed and happy. . The main house in the courtyard is simple and simple, with no other decorations except the necessary tables, chairs and beds.
Jiang Fang smiled and said: "I have made some arrangements today, so you can rest here temporarily. Life in the mountains may be simple, but if you have any difficulties or discomforts, please tell me."
Yu Nian bowed deeply to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang, for your care and concern."
Jiang Fang nodded slightly, looked around and said, "You have been tired for a day, so you should rest early."
Yu Nian agreed, walked Jiang Fang to the door, and gently closed the door. At that moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world had become quiet, without any human noise. He silently walked to the desk, sat there stupidly and meditated for a long time, and found that he had nothing to do, so he extinguished the light, took off his shirt and lay on the bed. After tossing and turning for a long time, he finally fell into sleep.
He was in a daze and didn't know how much time had passed. His body suddenly shook, as if he woke up from a dream.
He remained silent on the bed for a long time, until his breathing became even and his eyes finally adapted to the darkness. The window was slightly tilted, and a faint beam of moonlight passed by like a silver ribbon, reflecting the cold blue brick floor like a snow-capped landscape.
Not tired for the rest of my life, I got up and walked to the door, gently opened the wooden door and stepped outside.
The surroundings were silent, except for the occasional chirping of insects from a distant corner, flowing intermittently like a lover's whispers, and the moonlight fell gently on him like a clear spring.
The young man raised his head and stared at the night sky, only to see the sky full of bright stars and the bright moon hanging high in it. When he was intoxicated with the scenery of thousands of mountains and bright moon for the rest of his life, he was shocked to find that the sword placed in the corner of his home actually flew by itself. By the side of the body, it stood there as if "resolutely", the sword body overflowing with mysterious brilliance, greedily absorbing the scattered moonlight.
Because of the ancient sword, Yu Nian's whole body was immersed in the invisible moonlight caused by it, not only the bright moonlight above his head; the young man could clearly feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that permeated the mountains and valleys on all sides. They all seemed to be pulled by a force, began to spin and flow, gathered in one place, and surged towards this unpredictable ancient sword!
The boundless spiritual energy gathered in an instant, and its momentum was like the endless Yangtze River and the sea, flowing continuously into the ancient sword beside Yu Nian. After successfully absorbing the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the ancient sword suddenly emitted a gleaming light, with layers of wave-like brilliance appearing on the sword, which was both eye-catching and brilliant. The young man who was watching intently fell into surprise and confusion for a while. Know where to go.
However, an even more shocking phenomenon followed. Standing next to the ancient sword, after receiving the baptism of such majestic spiritual energy, he found that his body was nourished by the spiritual energy. The feeling of comfort evoked from within cannot be described in words. You can feel the cool spiritual energy invading your skin, and the warmth that has just been tasted is also churning in your body, flowing naturally along the meridians of your body. In an instant, Yu Nian felt that the blood in his body was swelling vigorously, and his whole body was filled with endless power.
Yu Nian closed his eyes and immersed himself in this unprecedented sense of pleasure. Unknowingly, he was filled with emotion. A smile of joy filled his face, and his mood reached an unprecedented peak of pleasure.
Since the first day he set foot in Sifang Mountain, he has experienced such a magical encounter. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth washes his body and clears his meridians. If it can be maintained for a long time, I am afraid that the speed of cultivation in the future will be like a horse galloping, thousands of miles a day. If it really comes true, then realizing the wish of riding a flying sword to travel thousands of miles a day may no longer be just a fantasy.
Yu Nian, who was filled with excitement, opened his eyes wide with bright light shining in them. It seemed that after absorbing the expensive spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his body began to undergo subtle changes. His body was pregnant with a powerful energy that he had never had before. His eyes were bright and he was full of energy.
The young man who was enjoying himself suddenly thought of a question: "Will this wake up other senior brothers and uncles from their slumber?"
This thought just passed through his mind, as if he wanted to verify his conjecture. Suddenly, Zhaoxia Mountain was reflected in the deep night, and a sound like a bell suddenly sounded from the green bamboo and cypresses:
"Who do you honor? Why did you visit me at Zhaoxia Mountain late at night..."
The sound of these words was deep and powerful, seeming to echo in the sky above Chaoxia Mountain, like waves rippling among the peaks without stopping for a long time.
"Oh no! I really got into trouble this time! It seems that my sword is really not suitable for making noise in the middle of the night!"
At this moment, he inadvertently looked up at a dark figure standing on the wall of the courtyard. Although it was not tall and burly, he could feel a majestic and upright temperament, aloof, cold and arrogant, which was awe-inspiring. Even before you get close, you can already feel the pressure coming towards you.
Yu Nian's vigilance instantly rose, so he took a few steps, took a closer look with the help of the bright moonlight, and finally saw the man's face clearly - he was wearing a black robe, and the vicissitudes of his face showed an indescribable proud temperament. It was today. The old man in black whom I met by chance on the top of Tianqing Mountain in the morning.
Yu Nian's heart was even more worried. It turned out that he was a senior of his sect. He was still a newcomer here. He was just surprised that it was this old man in black robe who came to visit his remote residence in the dead of night.
When I think about the fact that I will soon become my master, Zhang Xuanfu, and that Zhang Xuanfu respectfully addresses the old Taoist as his uncle, and the old Taoist calls him his senior brother. According to this seniority, wouldn’t the senior who came to the courtyard at this time become mine? Master?
Yu Nian was startled, hurriedly changed his attitude, and respectfully saluted: "Junior Yu Nian meets the master!"
Under the moonlight, the old man in black robe gently stepped on the edge of the wall, his leaping figure fell silently like a ghost, and sat firmly in the center of the yard. His deep gaze was as sharp as a blade, as if he was going straight into the secret deep in Yu Nian's soul.
Yu Nian felt that the other person's gaze was as sharp as a sword, and his body couldn't help but tremble. This feeling of being easily understood by someone made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back. At this moment, it was as if he had no place to hide in front of the black-robed old man, as if he was stuck in his throat, and as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
Perhaps noticing Yu Nian's panic, the black-robed old man withdrew his gaze and finally said calmly: "So it's you?"
