Quan Jing's eyes were like swords, and he looked at Wei Yu and said: "Junior Brother Wei, this is not a place for you to vent. If you dare to be arrogant again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Then he looked at Cen Yun and muttered: "Boy, cultivation is not easy, don't destroy your future." After saying this, he flew down the wind and disappeared into Chuifeng Cliff.
"For the sake of Senior Brother Quan, I will let you go. If there is a next time, you will not be so lucky!" Wei Yu snorted coldly, put away the spiritual weapon, walked to the side and sat down, ignoring the two of them.
Cen Yun couldn't help but feel scared. Just now Wei Yu put the sword at the back of his neck from behind. If Quan Jing hadn't arrived in time, his head would have fallen to the ground.
After breathing a sigh of relief, he walked to Su Yi, helped him up, and said, "Are you okay?"
Su Yi looked guilty, shook his head, clasped his fists and said, "Junior Brother Cen, I will never forget you!"
Cen Yun smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior Brother Su, don't say that. If you hadn't saved me in Qingshui Stream, I wouldn't be alive today. By the way, the person you just mentioned disappeared. What happened?"
He didn't want to get too involved in this matter, but people disappeared out of thin air in Fengqi Mountain. This was a bizarre thing. Knowing more about it could help avoid trouble in advance.
Su Yi sighed softly: "It's a long story. I was still a registered disciple at the time, but Xiaoting was injured while performing a task in the periphery and fainted in the bamboo forest of Qingshui Stream. I accidentally helped her, and Xiaoting fell in love with her. I will look at you differently and give you guidance on my cultivation."
"However, my qualifications are mediocre. If I want to make progress in cultivation, I must find another way. It happened that half a year ago I heard that there was a shortage of people in the medicine garden. After I entered the outer sect, Elder Meng chose me to help him manage the medicine field. I was learning the art of alchemy, but who knew that Xiaoting came to persuade me after knowing it, and we had some differences. After she returned, I never saw Xiaoting again..."
Speaking of this, Su Yi looked depressed.
"People disappeared in the sect in broad daylight, and there are such bizarre things?" Cen Yun was a little confused and couldn't help but ask.
"Huh, what's missing? They obviously took her abducted!" At this time, Wei Yu suddenly interjected.
Cen Yun ignored him and looked at Su Yi instead, only to see him smile bitterly: "Senior Brother Wei is talking about the furnace, right?"
"It would be fine if you and others like you in the Medicine Garden practice alchemy well, but you just don't follow the right path. You abuse elixirs, and you also learn the evil way of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. Otherwise, you and others in the Medicine Garden will disappear frequently. What’s your disciple’s explanation?”
Wei Yu snorted coldly, "And you, a mediocre and inferior spiritual root, jumped from the third level of Qi Refining to the sixth level of Qi Refining in just six months after being promoted to the outer sect. I'm afraid that Senior Brother Wu, who has excellent qualifications like Tian Linggen, You can’t achieve such speed, right?”
"Sixth level of Qi control!?" Cen Yun was secretly shocked and hurriedly used his spiritual sense to detect Su Yi's cultivation level. According to his perception, he was still only at the fourth level of Qi refining. He didn't know whether what Wei Yu said was true or not.
Su Yi sighed: "Whether Senior Brother Wei believes it or not, I have no intention of harming Xiaoting. Besides, Senior Brother Wei should know that no matter what the qualifications are in Fengqi Mountain, the gap can be made up by the number of pills. This is why even if I He has cultivated to the sixth level of Qi Control, so he is no match for Senior Brother Wei!"
Wei Yu sneered: "If you know that abusing pills will shake your foundation, why do you still do this?"
Su Yi looked up to the sky and said: "I am different from you, Senior Brother Wei. You come from a family of cultivators and have no worries, but I am just a wild man in a mountain village. If I don't learn the art of alchemy well and improve my cultivation as soon as possible, what will happen to my father, mother and the people in the village?" , I can't escape from the curse of the plague, let alone protect Xiaoting..."
"Don't you think it's hypocritical to say this now?" Wei Yu said sarcastically.
Su Yi lowered his head and stopped talking.
Cen Yun roughly sorted out the whole story, but as a registered disciple, his abilities were limited and he was obviously not suitable to intervene in this matter, so he also fell silent.
Just like that, three months passed in a flash.
In the past three months, Su Yi and Wei Yusi were released from Chuifeng Cliff after ten days, but Cen Yun seemed to be forgotten, unable to go anywhere, suffering from wind and sun, until Gong Mu After showing up, he was let out.
When meeting Gong Mu, Cen Yun asked him about the investigation results of the cause of Ding Hu's death. He learned that it has not been investigated yet and it has become an unsolved case. He couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Dong said that this matter is not investigated, so I can't After leaving Chuifeng Cliff, wouldn’t it be against the sect’s rules if Senior Brother Gong lets me out now?”
Gong Mu shook his head and said: "Although the matter has not been found out, the elder wants to see you, so he decided to let you go in advance."
"Meet me?" Cen Yun asked, "Why does Elder Xiang want to see me, a registered disciple?"
Gong Mu had a headache from being asked all the way, and said speechlessly: "Wouldn't you know it after you go?"
Cen Yun scratched his head, knowing that it was useless to ask further, so he followed Gong Mu to the Disciple Pavilion. Xiang Changqing still looked majestic and looked at him with eyes like swords.
Cen Yun's heart trembled. He thought he had made another mistake, so he bowed and said, "Disciple pays homage to the elder..."
"Miao Ping, give him the thing." Xiang Changqing said to the girl next to him.
Miao Ping stepped forward and handed a storage bag into Cen Yun's hands.
Cen Yun's consciousness swept away, and inside he saw the clothes and badges of the disciples of the outer sect. He said with confusion: "This... this disciple has not completed the promotion task, what does the elder mean by this?"
Xiang Changqing chuckled and said: "There is no need for the promotion task. It only takes you one year to reach the third level of Qi Refining. If you don't cultivate it, wouldn't it be an insult to your talent?"
Then, the conversation changed, "In three days, the sect's big hunt will be held every four years. You pack up and join us."
"The sect's big hunt?" Cen Yun was stunned.
Gong Mu explained from the side: "You have only started for a year, so it is normal not to know. The sect's big hunt is held every four years. Disciples need to go to the outer and deep parts to hunt monster beasts within a month. The largest number of monsters can be hunted. The inner sect disciples can receive a third-grade mirror-breaking pill, while the top ten in the outer sect have the opportunity to be selected by the elders and become disciples of the Medicine Garden or Sword Pond."
"It's strange. There are many disciples in Fengqishan. It doesn't matter if I participate or not, but Elder Xiang chose to release me at this time. Does he really want to train me, or does he have some other purpose?"
A trace of suspicion arose in Cen Yun's heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He put away his storage bag and bowed, "Thank you, elder."
"Gong Mu, arrange a new place for him." Xiang Changqing said to Gong Mu.
"Yes." Gong Mu responded, took Cen Yun out of the Disciple Pavilion, came to an uninhabited house in the South District, and said, "You will live here from now on."
Cen Yun opened the door and took a look at the interior of the house. It was clean and tidy, with washable walls. It was many times more comfortable than the thatched house in the utility area, so he walked into the house and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating.
He felt more and more that behind Feng Qishan, there was an invisible hand controlling everything, and he was like a headless flying insect. Ever since he fell into this huge and tight net, he had no idea where to go. I can't help myself.
"That's all, the sect's big hunt will be in three days. It's useless to think about it now. Since the inner sect disciples will also participate, they might be able to see Senior Brother Zhao by then, and he might know something from his words."
Thinking of this, Cen Yun changed into the servant of the foreign sect and glanced at the items in the storage bag. Eleven pieces of low-grade spiritual jade, three first-level spiritual weapons, as well as some spiritual talismans and blood healing pills were all looted from Sun Yuan and Ding Hu. Come.
This little thing was obviously not enough to survive in the harsh environment outside. After thinking about it for a while, he left his residence and came to the Spirit Weapon Shop in the East District that sold spiritual weapons.
Maybe it was because the big hunt was approaching, so the Spirit Weapon Shop was busier than usual, and the hall on the first floor was packed with people.
Cen Yun walked into the workshop and looked at the various spiritual weapons displayed on the counter shelves. The price ranged from five yuan to dozens of yuan of low-grade spiritual jade. The more expensive the price, the higher the quality, and the greater the effect. However, in the outer sect, Most disciples were not well-off, so they chose more practical defensive weapons, such as inner armor and heart mirrors.
Cen Yun thought about it again and again, and finally decided to spend ten yuan of low-grade spiritual jade to buy a piece of white scale inner armor to wear inside. This armor can withstand the full force of the ninth-level Qi Refining spell, and can effectively offset some of it in battle. Damage is a more practical type among first-level defensive weapons.
After spending almost all the spiritual jade, Cen Yun returned to his residence and waited for the sect's grand gathering in three days.
Boom~
Three days later, the sun rose in the east, the morning mist filled the air, and the soul-awakening bells sounded melodiously one after another, echoing in Fengqi Mountain and lingering for a long time.
Cen Yun and other disciples from the outer sect arrived early to gather at the gate of Qianshan. At this time, more than 400 disciples had gathered under the gate. It was a huge crowd and it was very lively. Among them, the most eye-catching one was the more than 70 disciples dressed in white. Disciples of the inner sect.
These inner sect disciples are handsome men and beautiful women. They all have proud faces and stand out from the crowd, but they are divided into two teams for some unknown reason.
The disciples of the inner sect on the left wore medicine garden waist badges, while the team on the right wore Jianchi waist badges. The two sides looked at each other coldly and at war with each other, adding a smell of gunpowder to the already lively scene.
"Do you think the senior fellow from the inner sect can come out on top this time?" Suddenly, the discussion of a group of disciples from the outer sect came to his ears, and Cen Yun couldn't help but listen.
"In terms of strength ranking, he belongs to Senior Brother Liu Huang from Yaopu. He was the first person to test the Immortal Palace seventeen years ago. Even Senior Brother Zhao Li from Jianchi was defeated by him. It is said that it was precisely because of that battle that As a result, Senior Brother Zhao planted a roadblock and was unable to break through the bottleneck of the Qi Refining Period, staying at the ninth level for seventeen years."
"I don't think so. Although Senior Brother Liu is strong, he is still lingering on the ninth level. And Senior Brother Wu Tian, who entered the profession fourteen years ago, not only has the Tianling Gen that is rare to see in a thousand years, but is also said to be the young master of an overseas cultivating family. , I really don’t understand, why does he want to come to Fengqishan instead of staying in a good family?”
"Wu Tian..."
Listening to the name that appeared in his ears many times, Cen Yun couldn't help but follow the envious and admiring gazes of the disciples and look to the right where the inner sect disciples were. He saw a man holding a folding fan in front of him. His clothes were as white as snow, he was tall and handsome. He exuded an aura of transcendence.
Just when Cen Yun was in a daze, there was a sudden commotion behind him, and then a familiar voice came into his ears: "Junior Brother Cen!"
Cen Yun looked back and saw that the man was also dressed in white and handsome. He was looking at him with a smile. He couldn't help but feel happy and blurted out: "Senior Brother Zhao!"
