The mountain road has eighteen bends, and every step brings a view.
Qi Yunhe climbed up the Xianyun Peak along the mountain road, not knowing what he felt in his heart. At that time, he joined the sect of Xiandu with his extraordinary qualifications of ten innate apertures. He was full of ambitions and opened more than twenty "acquired apertures" in three years. He was high-spirited and proud of his peers, but he still failed to form a Taoist body and endured the trials. The title of the first person was transferred to the outer sect and became a laughing stock, while those fellow sects who were not as qualified as him were promoted to the inner sect one by one, pursuing the path of sword cultivation.
That was an old thing many years ago. It is like a fish bone in the throat and a thorn in the heart, lingering in my heart and never forgotten.
Every time he went to Xianyun Peak, he would take the back mountain path and go straight to the top of the mountain. After finishing his errands, he would immediately go down the mountain. He did not want to stay longer for fear of looking at him with half-smiling eyes.
The only person who treated him consistently, neither with contempt nor pity, was the leader's first disciple, Xun Ye.
Xun Ye did not become a monk, nor did he have a Taoist title. He practiced Qing Dynasty at Yingzuiyan in the back mountain, and went to Changying to watch the Sanqing Hall on the first and fifteenth day of every month to convene fellow disciples to discuss matters on behalf of the head.
The recruitment of trial disciples every three years is also a fundamental matter in the Xiandu Sect. It should be discussed at the Sanqing Palace, but Qi Yunhe always goes to Yingzui Rock to see Xun Ye a few days in advance, and after explaining clearly, he excuses himself and goes down the mountain. , to avoid meeting with fellow disciples, and Xunye never forced him.
Yingzui Rock faces the sea of clouds, with a limited field of vision. Xunye stands on the edge of the cliff, with his hands behind his back. His robes are making a hunting sound. The vitality of heaven and earth is like the Yangtze River, rushing endlessly. The long sword on his back is buzzing in the sheath, as if I want to take off the sheath and fly out, but I can't.
Qi Yunhe stared at his senior brother from a distance and sighed in his heart. Back then, he was stuck at the "Tao Fei" level and sadly turned to the outer gate. His senior brother took two more steps than him. He was trapped in "The Sword" for ten years and could not make any progress. .
After waiting for more than half an hour, when Xun Ye collected his skills, Qi Yunhe stepped forward to see his senior brother.
"When did you come back?" Xun Ye saw the dusty look on his face and thought to himself, the junior brother has not yet achieved the great truth and is getting older day by day. If this continues, it is not a long-term solution. He must come up with an idea as soon as possible.
"We just arrived at Tiandu Peak last night, and the five trial disciples have already settled in."
"There is no news about the two junior brothers Shi Zhong, Jing and He, probably in the past two days. How are the disciples you have accepted this year? Are there any you like?"
"There is a little girl named Qin Zhen who is good. She is born with seven orifices and five elements of fire. The rest is not so good. I am afraid she will lose to Lu Shizhong and Zhang Jinghe again this year."
"Innate Seven Apertures, that is the best choice."
After hesitating for a moment, Qi Yunhe suddenly said: "There is also an Orion named Wei Shiqi. He is born with one skill, five elements are close to the earth, and his qualifications are very poor. But by chance, he got a scrap of animal skin and practiced for several days to temper his body. His technique is as strong as a bear, and taking the Yin Deficiency Pill has no effect."
"Oh, which body-tempering technique is it?"
"It seems that Yunya Sect's Roaring Moon Skill is incomplete, and it's hard for him to continue practicing it."
Xun Ye pondered: "The Roaring Moon Technique uses the essence of the moon to temper the body. It is much more reliable than the sun fire to temper the body. The five elements are close to the earth, which is quite a match."
Qi Yunhe said: "Yes, the human body cannot bear the sun's fire, so the demon body may be possible. Although Wei Shiqi only has one innate body, if he can condense it into a Tao embryo, even if the quality is a little different, he will be a good material for practicing epee. I am an immortal. No one in the capital has mastered the epee for nearly a hundred years."
Xunye nodded and said, "Junior brother said, if you have the chance, you might as well give it a try."
"By the way, Wei Shiqi also had a relationship with Qi Du from the Pingyuan Sect, and he was lucky enough to survive."
"How do you say that?" Xun Ye was a little surprised. Qi Du was notoriously evil. If he took action, how could a mere trial disciple escape unscathed? There must be a reason.
Qi Yunhe told the story of Wei Shiqi's encounter with Qi Du's master and apprentice in the Kunlun Mountains. With the Xiao Yue Gong, one’s life cannot be saved.”
Qi Yunhe took the opportunity to ask: "Senior brother, is there a complete Xiao Yue Gong in Penglai Palace?"
Xun Ye knew what he was thinking, shook his head and said: "No. Junior brother, Yunya Sect was exterminated more than ten years ago, and Xiao Yue Gong is not an amazing skill. There is no need to search for it deliberately."
Qi Yunhe's mood was waning. He took out a scroll of silk book from his sleeve and handed it to Xun Ye, saying: "The origins of the five trial disciples are all written in the silk book. Chang Ying Guan, hey... I won't go."
"That's fine. Junior brother, I'll go to Tiandu Peak to take care of you. Those trial disciples are new here, so I'm sure they won't cause trouble."
Qi Yunhe turned around and left with a bitter smile, walking on the mountain road step by step, getting farther and farther away step by step.
Looking at his junior brother, Xunye suddenly thought of himself. Those words of comfort from Tongda were an understatement. In fact, he was quite concerned about it. Deng Yuantong had accumulated a lot of experience and had already passed the "sword-controlling" level. I don't know when he would follow in the footsteps of his junior brother and regard Changying Guan as a path he was afraid of.
He has encouraged himself countless times that those who are determined can do whatever they want, as long as they work hard enough, can endure hardship, and endure loneliness, do whatever they want. However, the miracle never happened. Over the years, as the chief disciple of the Xiandu Sect, he has made many sacrifices for the sect. He is modest and upright, quite prestigious, and...that's all.
Xun Ye had a hint of self-mockery on his face.
Ten years have passed, and now, he has already figured out that being able to condense a sword seed is already a great opportunity. His world is no longer limited to one household, one place, one city, one country, and he is on the road to cultivating immortals. It's worth it to see different scenery once. Even if he becomes an outer disciple like his junior brother, running around to recruit disciples for the sect, giving guidance to the juniors in their practice, and doing odd chores, so what? The roles they play may have different appearances, but there is no difference in essence. After all, how many people can travel to the ends of the world with a sword, grudges and grudges as they please, and break all laws with one sword? How many people can do it, jump out of the three realms, not be in the five elements, and live as long as the sun and the moon in the world?
Looking at Qi Yunhe's lonely back, Xun Ye murmured: "Junior brother, have a good journey."
Qi Yunhe walked faster and faster, running away from Xianyun Peak as if he was running away. A fire burned in his heart. Anger and humiliation reminded him all the time that the first person in the trial back then had now become a joke.
Unknowingly, he arrived at the foot of Tiandu Peak.
He saw Wei Shiqi maintaining his bow and arrows, Yue Zhilan cleaning the stone room, the Song brothers chopping firewood, and Qin Zhen wiping the stove. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, wholeheartedly and without any distracting thoughts. Qi Yunhe's mood gradually relaxed, and he resumed his demeanor as a master playing in the world of mortals. He put his hands behind his back, coughed heavily, and stepped forward.
