Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Promise

More and more people stopped and surrounded Yun Miao and her companions from all directions. Yun Miao was confused by the stares, but the human-faced owl below her was very excited about the crowd's attention.

I saw it turning its head 180 degrees, casting seductive glances at the people in front, behind, and around it, while shyly shaking its tail feathers.

"Hello, guys, do you want to lay eggs together?"

Boom!

Suddenly, a hailstone appeared out of nowhere in the sky and hit the human-faced owl right on the forehead. It cried out in pain and looked back at Ning Yu on its back with tears in its eyes.

Ning Yu ignored the human-faced owl's sad look and coldly glanced at the people blocking her path. The surrounding chatter instantly died down, and the people blocking her path awkwardly made way. Seeing this, the human-faced owl reluctantly flapped its wings and departed.

Shang Mancang fell asleep soundly after chatting with Yun Miao last night. It was not until this morning that she learned from Ning Yu that Yun Miao had been in trouble, so she was also confused by the discussions among the crowd.

So she stole a glance at Senior Sister Ning who was sitting in front of her, and quietly touched the disciple token at her waist, wanting to see what everyone meant by "the sky was haunted last night", "breaking through the purple palace", and "the sea of ​​consciousness in the foundation-building stage".

Ning Yu ignored Shang Mancang's little action and turned to look at Yun Miao, who was still looking around and had no idea what was going on.

"Now you understand how big a commotion you caused last night. This is just the beginning. Let's see what happens next."

The human-faced owl was about to fly into the main peak, so when Yun Miao looked down following Ning Yu's gaze, he saw that quite a few people had gathered on the top of the mountain.

The cliff was shrouded in clouds and mist as usual, and the milky white mist flowed on the cloud viewing platform. The breeze on the top of the mountain blew on my face, causing the surrounding clouds to change.

The fifty-seven new disciples all changed into pure white disciple uniforms. They stood in neat rows on the stage, their feet stepping on the white mist, their clothes fluttering in the wind, as if they had completely integrated into this fairyland.

There were at least a thousand people surrounding the Guanyun Terrace. Some of them stood like green pines, while others sat cross-legged on magic tools or mounts. They gathered in groups of three or five, curiously watching the fellow disciples on the stage.

Their clothing styles are also completely different. Some wear feathered robes, gorgeous crane cloaks, pearl crowns and jade belts, while others wear coarse robes with bamboo sticks, linen clothes and straw sandals, and Taoist buns and robes. Compared with the white-dressed dancers on the Guanyun Terrace, they have another kind of indescribable free and easy fairy posture.

Yun Miao also saw Ding Sangsang, whom he had met in the Deacon's Hall yesterday, lying on an old turtle bigger than a millstone, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Ning Yu: "Thanks to you, except for those who are not in the sect, in seclusion, or have other important matters and can't come, almost all the other disciples who are too idle are here. Although there were many people watching the disciple-recruiting ceremony in the past, such a situation of almost full attendance is usually only seen at grand events like the sect competition."

Yun Miao: "Are they all here to see me?"

"Yes, because last night someone guessed that the Qi Refining Stage disciple who sent that strange message was a new disciple, so they all came here this morning with their friends."

Ning Yu sneered, "Congratulations! Yun Miao's name is now known throughout the sect like thunder. You became famous overnight. You achieved what most sect disciples have tried for decades or even hundreds of years but still haven't been able to do.

Yun Miao deliberately imitated the shy look of the human-faced owl and lowered her head, saying, "Hehe, Senior Sister, thank you for your compliment. I feel that I still have many shortcomings that need improvement."

Ning Yu: "...I'm not praising you."

Shang Mancang, who had already learned the entire situation from the airspace, said: ...

Seeing Yun Miao was unmoved, Ning Yu silently changed the subject: "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to seek revenge on Lu Dajiao? Look over there."

Yun Miao and Shang Mancang looked in the direction of her finger and discovered that not only was the top of the mountain crowded with people, but there were also many people hovering under the crown of the towering ancient tree, seemingly watching something.

Ning Yu patted the human-faced owl's head. The human-faced owl understood and immediately flew towards the treetops.

As the distance got closer, Yun Miao and Shang Mancang soon saw the scene in the center of the crowd. They saw a very handsome man in snow-white clothes, white hair and white eyelashes, hanging high in the air by several drooping branches. Two branches were twisted into funny wings behind him, and two more extended from his head as tentacles.

His head was lowered, his white eyelashes drooped over his eyes, his brows were cold and fragile, like a statue carved from the cold ice of the North Sea. He allowed everyone to watch, laugh, point and criticize him without saying a word.

It seemed that when the midday sun rose high in the sky, he would melt away quietly and melancholy.

Shang Mancang subconsciously held his breath and murmured, "Senior Sister, who is that?"

Ning Yu: "...Don't look at it, it's a deer horn."

"who?"

Shang Mancang didn't seem to hear clearly, and seemed unwilling to accept reality. Yun Miao, on the other hand, was relatively simple. She first used screenshot mode to frantically take pictures of the "white butterfly" in the sky. Then she cried out in shock.

"Who? Deer Horn? Impossible!"

Because the crowd in front was talking, her voice was not very obvious, but the melancholy white-haired man who was hanging in the air half-dead suddenly looked up, and his eyes penetrated the crowd and fell accurately on Yun Miao.

As he opened his mouth, the next moment, a familiar and powerful voice of a rough man came into Yun Miao's ears.

"Well, Ning Yu, you're really nice. Not only did you let someone hang me here, but you even brought two junior sisters to watch me make a fool of myself, right?"

"And you, tell me why you're so angry. Okay, I admit that I did mean to tease you, but didn't our eldest brother come to pick you up before we flew very far? Are you willing to sacrifice your life for revenge?"

"You are such a tiger, little girl. You are such a tiger. Luckily you didn't die, otherwise I would have lost someone without knowing what was happening. Luckily you didn't turn into a fool, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to support myself in the future, and I would have had to support a fool like you and wipe your nose all day long."

As the handsome man spoke, he accidentally put a strand of white hair into his mouth. He made a "Pooh" sound and impatiently shook his head in the air to throw the strand of white hair aside. His antennae and wings began to tremble.

At this moment, he is no longer a cold and melancholy ice sculpture, but a pure white swallowtail butterfly dancing in the air.

"Sister... no, Junior Sister, look at what this has caused. Senior Brother was just joking with you. So, I'll apologize, and you can plead with the Law Enforcement Hall to release me. After all, Senior Brother is a grown man now. It would be embarrassing for me to be hanging here and being pointed at by others."

His deep and powerful voice almost echoed among the huge treetops. The onlookers looked over and then... continued to point at Lu Dajiao, Yun Miao and the other two.

Yun Miao was very proud when Ning Yu mocked her for becoming famous, but now she couldn't be proud anymore. She always felt that everyone around her was laughing at her for almost becoming a fool who could only blow her nose.

She looked at the 'white butterfly' expressionlessly for a few seconds, then turned to look at Ning Yu.

"How long will he be hanging here?"

Ning Yu: "How long you are punished is how long he will be suspended."

Yun Miao said in a chilling tone, "Senior Sister, as Master's beloved disciple and the strongest candidate for the next Sect Leader, I have decided to set an example by punishing myself for a year. I can make up for it later if it's not enough."

Ning Yuchu also glanced at the 'white butterfly': "Okay, I'll think about it."

Lu Dajiao was startled. Seeing the human-faced owl start to turn around and fly towards the top of the mountain, he immediately "danced" in the air like a fluttering moth.

"One year? You really treat me like a sausage! Hey, hey, didn't I admit my mistake? There's no need to be like this!"

However, no matter how he struggled, he could only watch the human-faced owl fly farther and farther away.

*

Ning Yu was obviously also a celebrity in Xuantian Sect. As soon as the human-faced owl appeared right above Guanyuntai, someone recognized her immediately and instantly confirmed the identities of the two people behind her.

“Look!”

"Ning Yu is here. The two people beside her should be the Shang Mancang and Yun Miao mentioned in the notice, right?" "Where are they? Where are they?"

"Sure enough, the Purple Palace has opened! It's truly amazing!"

"Didn't they say last night was haunted?"

"I think it was the spirit of the ancestor grandmother."

Fortunately, the onlookers knew their limits. No matter how curious they were, they just watched from afar and did not squeeze into the viewing platform.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the human-faced owl landed on the cloud-viewing platform.

Shang Mancang couldn't help feeling nervous under the gazes and discussions of the crowd. But when he turned around, he saw Yun Miao had already jumped off the back of the human-faced owl nimbly. He was raising his hand to greet Huo Xintan and the others while walking towards them.

"Good morning, Huo Xin, Tan Xiaobai, Lao Guan, Gao Zhu, have you eaten?"

Shang Mancang hurriedly followed and whispered to Yun Miao, "Junior Sister Yun, aren't you nervous at all?"

She had never been stared at and talked about by so many people in her life, and she was so nervous that she almost tripped over her left leg.

"Why are you nervous?"

Yun Miao was puzzled at first, but then suddenly realized something and patted Shang Mancang on the shoulder: "Are you worried that your master won't want you if you make a mistake? Don't worry, such a small mistake usually won't result in a return."

Then she lowered her voice and said, "And didn't Senior Sister Ning just say that? Today is the disciple-taking ceremony. The peak masters, elders, and disciples of the entire sect are here. If your master dares to reject you, you can hug his thighs and cry. If you cry hard enough, even if your master doesn't want you, there will be other masters who will take you in."

Shang Mancang paused, realizing this possibility. Her voice lowered, and her hand began to stroke the golden toad on her waist again. "This...this is not good, right?"

"What's wrong with that? Do you think cultivation is easy? A cultivator just sits there and drinks tea elegantly for hundreds or thousands of years, and then he can ascend to immortality in style?"

Yun Miao recalled the cruel plots in those immortal cultivation novels, and said with a sullen expression, "Senior Sister Ning told me before that the cultivators outside the sect are so desperate to seize opportunities that they are resorting to deception and deception, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. If small fry like us go out there, we'll be ripped out in less than an incense stick of time."

"And now, if you just cry a few times, you'll have the chance to obtain a powerful and knowledgeable master. Are you going to give it up just for the sake of so-called face and arrogance?"

Shang Mancang had never seen the tragic situation of cultivators fighting for opportunities, but Yun Miao's words reminded her of the past.

Because her father was seriously ill and needed medicine, the things in the house were sold one after another in exchange for copper coins to buy medicine for her father. Therefore, her earliest memory of home was the lingering bitter smell of medicine, which was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of poverty.

Fortunately, her mother was very capable. With the help of her family's prescriptions, she went from setting up a stall to opening a shop. Although most of her earnings went to paying for the medicine, her life was getting better and better. As a young girl, she often ran back and forth between home and the stall, taking care of her father while helping her mother run the stall.

However, not long after the shop was opened, someone came to the door and tried to buy her family's recipe at a low price. The mother refused to sell it, so thugs started to come to the shop and home to cause trouble.

Then... her father chose to hang himself to avoid burdening them. Her mother followed her father's last words and took her a long way back to her hometown to marry her childhood sweetheart who had proposed to her. She had just turned ten that year.

Her stepfather was not only a wealthy businessman, but also a rare and infatuated man who had waited for her mother for many years without marrying and treated her as his own daughter. With just a few moves, he dealt with the evil people who had bullied her family in the past.

Her mother gradually began to smile, taking care of her husband and children at home, and soon gave birth to a younger brother. Everyone said she was lucky, and she knew she was lucky, but she still felt it was not enough. A greedy desire to not be inferior to others continued to grow in her heart.

"Of course not!"

She was willing to have a big fight with her stepfather and mother to come and look for immortals, just because she didn't want to be just a business lady and then marry someone else to be a so-called good wife.

She wanted money, lots of it, the power to protect it, and naturally, a master who could teach her to become stronger and give her the knowledge she needed to make money. She wanted it all!

Shang Mancang tightly grasped the golden toad on his waist, as if he was holding all his ambitions in his hands.

"You're right. Business needs to be earned on one's own. The opportunity to cultivate naturally needs to be earned on one's own. If crying can allow me to successfully become the disciple of the Master of Zhenfeng, then what does face matter? I can directly flood Xuantian Palace with tears!"

Yun Miao gave a thumbs-up with satisfaction: "Well said! I support you!"

Another day of successful and friendly interactions with NPCs.

Completely oblivious to the fact that the surrounding chatter had died down, some people stared at Yun Miao and Shang Mancang in astonishment, then frantically sent messages to their friends who were traveling.

Sister, you're missing out on a lot by not being in the sect today! Have you heard of the Tears Flooding Xuantian Palace?

Brother, you definitely don’t know what you’ve been missing! The junior sister said blah blah blah… By the way, be careful out there, don’t let anyone pick on you.

There were also some people who turned their heads silently to look at Ning Yu, and some who were familiar with her communicated directly through their telepathy.

[Junior Sister Ning, what did you say to your fellow junior brothers and sisters in private?]

[Are you scaring your fellow students again? ]

[You know what, Junior Sister Yun's words just now make a lot of sense if you think about it carefully.]

[Although the path of cultivation is indeed cruel, it's not good for you to always scare children like this, right?]

Ning Yu: ...She never said such a thing!

At the same time, Huo Xin, who finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked out of the team with a dark face. Facing the respectful gazes of Tan Xiaobai and others, he dragged the two guys who were performing a big show on the edge of Guanyuntai into the team one by one.

"You two shut up!"

Shang Mancang only then noticed the strange silence around her. She was stunned at first, then her round face turned red like a red apple, and she let Huo Xin lead her hand and foot.

This funny scene instantly caused laughter from everyone around, and the entire mountaintop was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Yun Miao treated these background NPCs as nothing more than cabbages and radishes, and his expression never changed from beginning to end, which was amazing to watch.

At this moment, the originally closed door of Xuantian Palace opened, which also meant that the ceremony of accepting disciples officially began.

Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and sternly scolded, "Shut up!"

The roaring laughter came to an abrupt halt, and the onlookers all got off their magic weapons and mounts. Even Ding Sangsang, who seemed to be unconscious in sleep, opened his eyes instantly, rolled over and got off the old turtle, and along with the others, bowed to Sect Master Chang and others who were sitting on the high platform of the palace.

"Greetings to the Sect Master, all the Peak Masters, and all the Elders!"

The voices of more than a thousand people gathered together, deafening the ears. The atmosphere on the top of the mountain suddenly became solemn and dignified.

The new disciples on Guanyuntai couldn't help but get nervous, not knowing whether they should follow them in saluting. Fortunately, it was Ning Yu who gave the order.

"Follow me."

She led everyone down the steps and into the main hall of Xuantian Palace. The orderly footsteps of more than fifty people echoed in the empty hall.

Sect Leader Chang and the others couldn't help but look at Yun Miao and Shang Mancang. They had been observing these lovely new disciples through their spiritual senses, and naturally overheard their conversation. Including...Zhenfeng Peak Master Zuo Beixing.

The old elder of the Valley of Humanity quietly sent a telepathic message: [Left Peak Master, what do you think?]

The others also looked over. Sect Leader Chang rubbed his beard awkwardly: [Sorry, Junior Sister Zuo, Xiao Miao is young and naive...]

Zuo Beixing was in a good mood, however: "Master, there's no need to apologize. I think your young disciple's words make a lot of sense. Shang Mancang's expression of determination was also very good, which makes me, as their master, even more satisfied."

[This determination is like the core of the formation. The core is the most indispensable and irreplaceable. As long as it is there, other details are not a problem.]

On the other side, Yun Miao was looking around curiously. This time, the Floating Light Mirror and the Awakening Spirit Stone were no longer in the hall, but there were more than fifty cushions on the ground. On the wall behind Master Chang and others, there was a portrait of a middle-aged woman sitting on auspicious clouds.

The woman had a dignified face and sharp eyes. Although it was just a portrait, it made people inexplicably feel an invisible sense of oppression. The people such as Master Chang who were sitting on the high platform also had an intimidating and solemn expression on their faces, making people dare not look at them.

The new disciples subconsciously lowered their heads and listened to the orders. Even Yun Miao was infected by the atmosphere and his expression became more serious.

Ning Yu: "Straighten your clothes."

The disciples symbolically adjusted their collars.

Ning Yu: "Wash your hands"

A copper basin filled with water appeared before the group, and everyone washed their hands in turn. Then, led by Ning Yu, they knelt on mats and paid homage to the portrait of the ancestor, as well as the headmaster and others on the platform.

The outer disciples were considered complete at this point, while Yun Miao and the other six inner disciples needed to step out separately to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.

Under Ning Yu's instructions, Yun Miao walked to the platform alone, knelt on the cushion and kowtowed to the head master at the top, and then handed over the tea that had been prepared on the side.

"Okay, okay."

The white-bearded old man drank the apprenticeship tea with a cheerful face, and touched his little disciple's hair with his dry and warm big hands as usual, ruffling the hair that Ning Yu had tied up for her with a sword hairpin, his voice as kind and gentle as ever.

"My dear disciple, I won't say anything else. You just need to remember one thing: Master's original promise will always be valid."

Then he handed the gift he had prepared long ago to Yun Miao. It was a book titled... "The Five Elements Dao Jue·Part 1".

Yun Miao was stunned for a moment. She remembered that her master had said yesterday that it was impossible for her to...

Sect Master Chang explained, "I searched the Sutra Library all night but couldn't find any reference to cultivating a Five Elements Dao Body. I only found a fragment of a book about the power of the Five Elements, so I copied it. Although I don't understand the power of the Five Elements, we can slowly comprehend it together in the future."

Seeing Yun Miao staring at the book for a long time without saying anything, Sect Leader Chang hesitated and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like this gift?"

"Of course not. I just suddenly realized that compared to the gift given by Master, my gift seems a little too cheap."

Yun Miao's hand brushed the storage bag at her waist, and then a very thin stream of water rolled out a handful of vibrant wild flowers from the storage bag.

"I originally wanted to pick some beautiful flowers from the fields next to Yaolu to give to Master, but Senior Sister Ning said that those were planted by Senior Uncle Tian and forbade me to pick them. So I could only pick some wild flowers along the edge of the field. But I only picked wild flowers with spiritual energy, so they are still pretty, right?"

Sect Leader Chang looked stunned: "My dear disciple, didn't Shubai say that you were unable to release your spiritual power yesterday?"

Yun Miao explained calmly, "After I woke up, I discovered that I could use my spiritual consciousness to check on my body's condition. This is probably what Senior Brother mentioned as inner vision. Controlling spiritual energy through it is indeed much simpler than before. Just like now, I only need to send the water spiritual energy along the route that Senior Brother helped me release yesterday."

After gaining spiritual awareness, her skill list expanded to include two new abilities: external spiritual awareness and internal spiritual awareness. By clicking on the latter, she could observe her body through a third, nonexistent "eye" within her body. Flesh, tendons, dantian, and purple palace were all within her "field of vision."

The tendons and veins that had been violently impacted by the Five Elements Spiritual Power yesterday were thicker than the other tendons and veins, so it was hard for her not to recognize them.

After hearing her explanation, Sect Leader Chang was even more shocked. "You're saying that not only have you learned how to separate and release spiritual energy, but you've also... mastered the inner vision of spiritual consciousness, which is only available to cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage, without a teacher?"

"Yes, because I'm a genius."

Yun Miao controlled the water flow, letting it carry the bunch of wild flowers to the master's front. He made a promise in a matter-of-fact tone.

"So Master, you don't have to be afraid. I won't die."

Sect Leader Chang was stunned for a moment, then he took the handful of vibrant wildflowers and, with slightly moistened eyes, he touched Yun Miao's head again, ruffling her dark hair into a mess.

"Good boy, good boy... Master was not wrong about you..."

*

Everyone on the platform who was still exchanging eye contact fell silent.

They had been wondering in their hearts whether the master was doting on this little disciple too much. Although the master had doted on Qi Shubai before, and they had long been accustomed to his bad habit of doting on children, Qi Shubai was a sensible child after all, and no matter how much he was doted on, he would not learn bad things.

And Yun Miao himself is a naughty boy who appears well-behaved on the outside but is actually a bold and daring person on the inside. If he is spoiled any further, won't he burst into flames?

When Tian Laokou, who was standing by, heard that Yun Miao had almost attacked the top-grade spiritual plants in his field, he was so frightened that his heart tightened. He secretly thought that he must reinforce the formation of the spiritual field when he returned and not let this naughty boy ruin the good things.

However, after Yun Miao made that shameless promise, their hearts softened and they seemed to understand the leader a little.

He is indeed a lively and lovely child.

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The author has something to say: At this moment, the master was moved to tears: I have found a treasure!