Cultivation World 11 "I'm here."

"Why are you following me?"

Xie Yunsui was discovered not long after he followed.

But he had no intention of concealing it, not even concealing his breath.

There were tall rocks all around, and Xie Yan's figure was half hidden behind the rocks. He recognized the person who was following him, and then slowly walked out.

Unexpectedly, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and the sword intent came with yellow sand.

Xie Yan shuddered, and hurriedly summoned his natal sword to block: "Who are you?"

He thought that this was someone pretending to be Xie Yunsui and approaching him on purpose, just to take advantage of the opportunity to attack him by surprise.

Xie Yunsui said calmly, "Be serious."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Yan gave up the idea of ​​escaping and went to meet him seriously.

Xie Yunsui's swordsmanship seemed fierce but had certain rules. Even with a sword without any spiritual energy, he could still fight back and forth with Xie Yan.

Although Xie Yan became famous at a young age, he is still very young. He is only in the middle stage of foundation building and it is a bit difficult for him to fight.

However, it has been a long time since he had such a satisfying fight. After his family was wiped out, Xie Yan had only wanted to hide and practice secretly. But how could a sword cultivator grow up without fighting with others?

Xie Yan gradually developed a murderous nature, and the speed of swinging his sword became faster and faster.

From a distance, this rocky forest looks like flying sand all over the sky.

Qi Ziming and others from Guiyuan Sect watched from afar with extremely grim expressions.

They had lost a level of cultivation for no reason and were afraid to meet anyone in the entire secret realm for fear of being looked down upon and retaliated against. Since they could not find the person behind the attack, they started to hold a grudge against Xie Yan.

Qi Ziming didn't know that he was the sword-cultivating genius who had become famous in Qingyan Sect this year. He just thought that this person was easy to bully.

There was nothing good in the secret realm to begin with, and he was unable to connect with the disciples of big sects like Qingyan Sect. He returned empty-handed, and it was obvious that he would not be able to give an explanation to the sect, so they had to find a scapegoat.

Xie Yan is the scapegoat.

Qi Ziming glanced coldly at Bi Hai who was standing in front of him. Because the matter of Bi Hai's sister was exposed, even though he had never admitted it, this guy was not as obedient as before.

The person behind the scenes only left him with his cultivation intact, which might have something to do with him. The monsters in the secret realm have high cultivation levels, so Qi Ziming and others can only rely on Bi Hai. He himself has promised many benefits and is so humble. It is very humiliating to think about it.

But now that he is out, Qi Ziming can contact the sect at any time and doesn't have to worry so much.

He wanted to find fault with Xie Yan and also wanted to use Xie Yan to get rid of Bi Hai.

However, although he had good intentions, he did not expect that there were people who wanted the bumpkin's life more than they did.

"I couldn't really see the man's face, but the sword he was using was very simple. It looked like he had saved that bumpkin before..."

"Didn't Xie Yan save him? Why is he turning around and trying to kill him again?"

"Who knows, maybe he has robbed this genius sword cultivator of his things again."

"Should we still take action?"

Bi Hai watched the two men fighting and said in a low voice, "That man is no less capable than a genius sword cultivator. I can't beat him."

Qi Ziming was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Then while they are fighting, can't you just sneak up and attack them? Can they really defend themselves against you?"

Bi Hai snorted, "Although I don't know what their feud is, but since it involves the direct disciple of the Qingyan Sect's leader, if anything happens to me, will the Qingyan Sect let me go?"

Qi Ziming's face turned pale for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Bi Hai looked at him coldly. "You have a bad habit, don't you know? When you're right, you're always bossy and bossy. Once you're wrong, you'll try to find ways to promise me benefits, hoping to put an end to the matter. From the moment you kept promising me benefits, I knew you were inseparable from A Yuan's affairs."

Qi Ziming immediately took a half step back and was about to slap the Qiankun bag.

Bi Hai swung his sword even faster, put down the Qiankun bags of all of them, erased their spiritual marks, and then slipped away.

He was indeed incompetent and could not avenge his sister personally because Qi Ziming had a magic weapon with him. Once he was seriously injured, his uncle who was in the Jindan stage would know.

If Qi Ziming died, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of Jindan Zhenren. Exchanging life for life is the most unworthy deal.

But there is one thing, Qi Ziming's uncle is as arrogant as him. If someone just steals Qi Ziming's magic weapons, spirit stones and elixirs, he will just call Qi Ziming a waste, and then subsidize him with more resources to let him get back at his own expense.

Just give him some time to reach the Golden Core stage...it won't be too late to seek revenge then.

Qi Ziming was furious: "I want my uncle to kill him! Kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, a sword energy came straight towards the few people, scaring them so much that they immediately fled in a hurry, unable to take care of themselves, and no longer dared to mention anything about teaching them a lesson.

"Did you know they were following me?" Xie Yan put away his sword and slowly calmed the restless spiritual energy in his body.

Xie Yunsui enjoyed the fight and felt relaxed all over. He not only understood his current strength, but also had a better understanding of the protagonist's current abilities.

He glanced at those people calmly and said, "I can't kill you, so it doesn't matter whether you follow me or not."

Xie Yan: “…”

He stared at Xie Yunsui, making sure he had no impression of him at all, and asked, "How come a talent like you isn't well-known in the Xie family?"

Even though he was born in a side branch, with such talent, he should have been promoted to the main branch and cultivated vigorously long ago.

Xie Yunsui looked up at the sky and began to make up a story: "My father was saved by an elder from a branch of the Xie family. He vowed to repay the Xie family for his entire life, even changing his last name... I was diagnosed with a talent for alchemy at a young age, so my father sent me to an alchemy workshop as an apprentice. Perhaps I haven't been home for many years, so although my last name is Xie, I have no connection to the Xie family at all."

Xie Yan didn't know what to say.

Although his surname is Xie, he is not a member of the Xie family, nor does he specialize in refining weapons. He is not even a disciple of the Xie family and indeed has no relationship with the Xie family.

Xie Yan opened his mouth: "What about your father...?"

Xie Yunsui said solemnly, "He celebrated your birthday and prepared a gift for you."

Xie Yan said hoarsely: "Sorry, I got you into trouble."

"Ahem." Xie Yunsui turned his head and asked, "Do you know who destroyed the Xie family?"

Xie Yan said in a gruff voice, "I've already found out that a Jindan Zhenren showed up to clean up the mess. Even if he wasn't the one who wiped out the whole family, he must be involved. When I reach the Jindan stage, I'll definitely ask him for an explanation!"

Xie Yunsui nodded, confirming that the protagonist was still on the established path.

He broke Xiaoxi's life-or-death crisis. This time, no one died tragically for the protagonist, and he was afraid that Xie Yan would let him go.

"Come to think of it, you're asking this, could it be that you have some clues?" Xie Yan quickly reacted.

Xie Yunsui simply pointed out: "Do you remember what I said when I saved you in the secret realm?"

say what?

I only heard him cursing Qi Ziming and his gang, and said...Guiyuan Sect is a nest of snakes and rats, and Qi Ziming has an uncle in the Jindan stage?

Jindan stage, Qi Ziming's uncle?

Xie Yan's eyes lit up: "Are you saying that it was the Guiyuan Sect that destroyed my Xie family?"

"I've only found out that the Guiyuan Sect isn't a good group, but I lack evidence of who's behind this." Xie Yunsui said, "I'll leave it to you from now on."

"And you?"

"I have other things to do." Xie Yunsui threw him a sign and said, "In the future, if you see me on the street, don't recognize me unless it's absolutely necessary. If you need to find me, take this sign to any store named 'Charles' and tell the clerk there."

Xie Yan looked at the badge in his hand. It was neither gold nor jade, but the material was very hard. There was a series of strange patterns engraved on it, and on the back was an imprint of a bunch of flowers.

It's a very ordinary brand, not an illegal instrument or anything.

"What does this mean?"

Xie Yunsui looked at the cursive "SVIP.001" and said, "This is one of the ways I identify you. It's not easy for others to imitate."

Xie Yan nodded in response.

"Are you going to open a pill shop? Or are you going to revive the reputation of my Xie family's weapon refining?"

"If you have the ability, you can open anything." Xie Yunsui said casually: "You are a direct descendant of the Xie family, so you must have refined weapons before. How is your craftsmanship?"

Xie Yan was quite ashamed: "I can't compare to my father's talent in this field..."

Xie Yunsui said, "My father was considered a low-ranking member of the side branch, and he's no longer with us. I haven't been able to learn anything from him. If I want to revive the Xie family's reputation for refining weapons, I must also use the refining techniques of the Xie family's main branch..."

Xie Yan was silent for a long time.

Xie Yunsui: "Are there any difficulties?"

Xie Yan held it in for a long time, but couldn't think of any other excuses, so he just threw it out: "I don't know how to refine weapons. I can't even control fire."

Xie Yunsui: "..."

Are you really only interested in kendo?

Doesn't that mean he doesn't even have the ability to forge his own natal sword?

It's so tragic. No wonder the protagonist hides every day in the plot. Is he afraid that the sword will be broken after being used too often and he won't be able to fight?

Xie Yan thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "You're learning alchemy, so you should be able to control fire stably. I'll teach you all the weapon refining techniques. Can you switch to weapon refining?"

The entire Xie family was wiped out, and all of their disciples were killed or injured. If he wanted to restore his reputation, he would probably never be able to do it in his lifetime.

My father accepted many disciples and did not mind passing on his skills. However, those side branches had limited abilities and could only specialize in a certain type of instrument.

Xie Yunsui was determined to learn how to refine weapons in this world, but he just wanted to find a random weapon refiner to learn the basic principles. He would then add some of his own understanding and habits.

But who could match the Xie family's level of weapon refiners? There was no reason to refuse something better.

This time, Xie Yunsui communicated with Xie Yan specifically to clarify his position and identity, so that he could have more weight in the protagonist's heart when he advised the protagonist not to commit suicide in the final ending.

Getting close to him but not too close was the only solution Xie Yunsui could think of.

-

In Hengwu Pavilion.

After Ling Xiyuan returned to the sect, completed his mission, and received the sect's contribution points, he returned to his previous monotonous days of cultivation.

It's extremely boring.

In the sect, everyone's relationship is not like in the secret realm, and there is a certain closeness in it.

Because of the special nature of the technique, the sect's disciples had to practice separately to avoid disturbing each other.

Ling Xiyuan practiced the dongxiao for a long time, and then meditated for a while, until it was almost dark, and then he came out of the meditative state.

I thought of Xie Yunsui again.

And his cooking skills.

When it comes to this time, I habitually finish my exercise and prepare to eat.

The sauces that Ling Xiyuan had exchanged with Xie Yunsui in the secret realm had long been eaten up in batches. Now he could only eat in the cafeteria for new disciples every day, which was extremely bland.

"Senior Brother Ling?" Qing Wen suddenly leaned over and waved the flute in his hand towards him.

Ling Xiyuan stood up and asked: "Has this flute been repaired?"

Qing Wen said, "I went down the mountain to buy medicine for Senior Sister Xiaoying. When I saw that your flute was repaired, I took the initiative to bring it back for you."

Ling Xiyuan: "Thank you very much."

Qing Wen looked at his expression and asked, "Brother, since you came back this time, why do you always like to be alone in the evening?"

Ling Xiyuan blinked: "Really?"

"Weren't you just daydreaming?" Qing Wen asked, "Or who were you thinking about?"

Ling Xiyuan paused: "...I've finished my sauce."

"Oh~ I was thinking about Brother Xie." An inexplicable smile appeared on Qingwen's face.

Ling Xiyuan: "I'm not thinking about him, I'm thinking about...his excellent cooking skills."

"Didn't he leave some honey bees for you? Ask him for some more after you finish eating. You're all friends from the same food, so he can't be so reluctant to give you some sauce."

"Tiantian is such a precious magical instrument, how can it be used to transmit sound casually?"

Ling Xiyuan touched the little bee on his shoulder and cherished it very much.

"It's not a one-time thing, so why not ask?" Qingwen was puzzled.

In her opinion, Brother Xie would rather Senior Brother Ling hold the little bee and talk to him every day.

Ling Xiyuan still had concerns: "I also gave him a communication stone, but he hasn't contacted me once. I think he's still busy. How can I disturb him?"

"Okay, you are always right." Qing Wen really couldn't persuade him anymore and could only leave reluctantly.

Ling Xiyuan returned to the room holding the flute. It was already dark and there was no light in the room. Ling Xiyuan seemed unaware.

He took off the little bee on his shoulder, held it in his palm, and wiped it gently with a silk handkerchief in his other hand.

"Why not ask...?"

Ling Xiyuan murmured softly, wanting to persuade himself in this way, but hesitated again.

After returning from the secret realm, the fellow disciples who had gotten along well with each other became distant and only nodded and greeted each other, not to mention the immortal friends who had only met by chance.

It’s strange, why did they become so anxious and worried after coming out when they could get along so well in the secret realm?

Thank you, Yun, Sui.

Ling Xiyuan chewed on these three words, silently feeling the melancholy.

After a moment, he suddenly realized that he had called the little bee's name.

But the little bee didn't react. Just when Ling Xiyuan thought everything was fine, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears:

"I am here."