"Master Yue Pavilion, please do as you please." Master Wei picked up the tea cup and said with a chuckle.
"Okay, Master, wait for me for a moment."
The old man surnamed Yue stood up slowly, walked out of the pavilion, came to the edge of the covered bridge, looked at the green lotus in the lake, and asked lightly: "What's the matter?"
A closer look revealed that this person was exactly the same as the incarnation in Lu Li's incarnation talisman when he fought at Ziyang Mountain.
"Master, this disciple went to see the spirit-swallowing beast yesterday and is in good condition." Cheng Xiaoyuan said respectfully.
The master of the Holy Son of Tianjian Pavilion.
Then, the identity of this old man was revealed. He was the current master of Tianjian Pavilion, Yue Chenfeng!
It is said that Yue Chenfeng built his foundation at the age of thirty, developed golden elixir at the age of a hundred, Nascent Soul at the age of 300, transformed into a god at the age of 800, and entered the realm of master at the age of 3,300 to take over the Tianjian Pavilion.
Now seven thousand two hundred years old, he is already in the late stage of distraction and is infinitely close to the peak of existence.
In today's Nanming realm, without leaving the Mingxin Sword Palace, such cultivation can be said to be rare.
However, this person's cultivation level is already so high, but he is so flattering to Master Wei in the pavilion, which makes people a little curious about the origin of Master Wei.
Could it be that... he is an expert from the Mingxin Sword Palace?
"Is this what you came here to talk about?"
Yue Chenfeng frowned and looked at Cheng Xiaoyuan with a somewhat unhappy expression.
"Disciple, there are...other things to report..." Cheng Xiaoyuan is already in the late stage of divine transformation, but he has no temper at all in front of his master.
"explain!"
"Yesterday, the spirit-swallowing beast suddenly went berserk and cursed the disciple and Tianjian Pavilion. The disciple was so angry that he cut off one of his arms." After Cheng Xiaoyuan finished speaking, his back was already dripping with cold sweat.
"Asshole!"
"Disciple is guilty!" Yue Chenfeng just shouted. Cheng Xiaoyuan felt as if the sky was about to fall, and he knelt down with a plop.
"waste!"
Seeing this situation, Yue Chenfeng was not only unhappy, but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "How long will it take you to understand the meaning of the sword!"
"Yes, it's my disciple who is stupid."
"Hey! Xiaoyuan, I tell you, I can flatter you, and it's not impossible to be groveling! But you have to be restrained, stick to the image, and don't let it get into your heart.
You must remember that when your flattery sinks deep into your bones and turns into your true nature, you will no longer be suitable for swordsmanship. At that time, no matter how soft-hearted your teacher is, you will not be allowed to inherit Tianjian Pavilion. "
Yue Chenfeng looked at Cheng Xiaoyuan, sighed deeply, and spoke with sincerity.
"Disciple...remember this!"
"Okay, get up... It's just a fifth-level beast, but it really takes itself seriously. Cutting off an arm can teach it a lesson." Yue Chenfeng said calmly.
"yes."
"You should have almost collected the Flowing Cloud Stones, right? Go to the resource building in the next two days to see if there is still blood and essence. If it is refined, bring it too! Master Wei's time is extremely precious, don't waste it." I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but Yue Chenfeng’s voice suddenly became louder in the following words.
"Disciple understands, I will go to the Resource Building to have a look soon."
"..."
After the two exchanged a few words, Yue Chenfeng turned around and returned to the pavilion, chatting and laughing with Master Wei, while Cheng Xiaoyuan quickly left Changqing Lake without looking back.
Arriving outside the lake, Cheng Xiaoyuan's figure flashed and suddenly he reached the top of a beautiful mountain hundreds of miles away. He startled Pu Er who was repairing flowers and plants: "Mr. Master..."
"waste!"
Cheng Xiaoyuan kicked Pu Er into a somersault.
"Spare your life, young master, I'm unjust...!"
Pu Er thought he had been caught peeping at Cheng Xiaoyi's lover taking a shower, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled.
"Why!"
Cheng Xiaoyuan put his hands behind his back and said earnestly: "Xiao Pu, flattery is allowed, and it is not impossible to be groveling! But you have to have a degree, stick to the image, and don't get it in your heart!
You must remember that when your flattery sinks deep into your bones and becomes your true nature, you will no longer be suitable to be the general manager of Wenjian Peak..."
Park Er:? ? ? ?
Seeing Pu Er's appearance, Cheng Xiaoyuan instantly felt much relieved. He snorted coldly, and then his figure blurred and disappeared, leaving Pu Er kneeling there at a loss.
In the next few days, Tianjian Pavilion remained as usual.
The outer sect is deserted. Those who are lucky enough to stay in the sect are almost all hiding in their own caves and concentrating on their cultivation. Very few people come out and walk around.
Relatively speaking, the inner gate is a little more lively. From time to time, people can be seen flying over the square in the inner gate. After finishing their work, they fly away in a hurry.
However, on the seventh day, a certain area to the north of the inner gate of Tianjian Pavilion suddenly began to carry out construction work. Hundreds of Nascent Soul masters were cutting mountains and stones, cutting down trees and building buildings, and the rumbling sounds were endless...
Some well-informed inner sect disciples already know that a vast secret cultivation realm is to be built in the inner sect. When the secret realm is completed, it will save Tianjian Pavilion countless spiritual stone expenses.
At the same time, it can also allow the inner disciples of Tianjian Pavilion, especially those at Nascent Soul and below, to advance rapidly. This is undoubtedly a great development for Tianjian Pavilion.
Snap!
On this day, in the dead of night, a slight noise came from the edge of the deep forest somewhere southwest of the junction of the inner and outer gates, and the dead leaves at the foot of a thousand-year-old black tree shook.
Then, a stone slab covered with dry leaves turned up from bottom to top, revealing a dark hole.
After a while, a big man in black carefully poked his head out of the hole, looked around, then held the hole with both hands and climbed out.
Seems extremely cautious.
When the big man moved forward, a thin middle-aged man in gray climbed out of the cave entrance.
"Boy, are you sure?" Wu De carefully covered the stone slab covered with dead leaves back to the entrance of the cave, stepped forward and stared at the barrier in the distance, and asked secretly through the voice transmission.
"At this point, it's meaningless to ask this question. I'm going to give it a try anyway. Just stay here and help me be vigilant. I'll let you know."
Lu Li stared at the direction of the barrier, and then cautiously walked out of the jungle.
Seeing this, Wu De didn't say anything more. The green light in his eyes swelled, and he stared at the surroundings and became secretly alert. In this case, using the pupil technique is undoubtedly more appropriate than the power of the soul.
Although the power of the soul covers a wide enough area, if you encounter a powerful one, you can immediately sense that someone is secretly probing, while the pupil technique is much more concealed.
On the other side, Lu Li was already five feet away from the barrier.
After several days of observation, he has mastered the changing pattern of this blank area. In about a day, it will move about two inches to the left, while the shape and size will remain basically unchanged.
This result made Lu Li feel a lot more at ease.
At this moment, Lu Li suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a large group of blue and red thunder fire ants flapped their wings and swarmed out from Ruyi's waist...
