However, there were thousands of apprentices recruited in this batch, and the five people from Fan Village were thrown into the crowd and couldn't even make a wave.
When there are too many people, disputes are inevitable. In order to gain a firm foothold and gain the upper hand in the competition, the five young men of Fan Village had to stick together and depend on each other.
Wu Xinzhi was only good-looking, not particularly striking, but he was very smart and had a small position in the Fancun School. He soon became the center of the five people and also recruited a few lonely apprentices to form a small group with a considerable number of people.
Wu Xinzhi was a brave and aggressive man, and soon gained a reputation among this batch of apprentices. Even those who had come to the outer sect as disciples earlier than them had heard of him.
Wu Xinzhi was not proud of this. He cared more about the progress in his cultivation and whether he could go further on the path to immortality.
Although the instructor told him that with his hard work and a little bit of luck, he would be able to successfully build a foundation after the age of 40 and before the age of 50. But by that time, it would be too late!
He didn't know before that to cross the vortex portal, one must reach the foundation-building stage, otherwise he could only rely on the protection of the immortal gate magic weapon. Before the foundation-building stage, it was absolutely impossible for him to return to the Gengsheng Small Heaven Realm by himself.
He felt both regretful and a little anxious.
What she regretted was not marrying Ershun before leaving Fan Village, so that she wouldn't have to wait for him to waste his youth, and she could live a rich life as a woman with a home. Even if they didn't have their own children, her parents would have adopted one for her sake and wouldn't have treated her unfairly.
What made her anxious was that she was afraid that her family would see him leave and never come back, but they were unwilling to give Er Shun a marriage certificate, leaving her to live like an old maid!
After leaving Fan Village and joining other apprentices from other places, Wu Xinzhi realized that there were very few people like him who were engaged. After all, the youngest among them was only eleven or twelve years old, not even old enough to discuss marriage. The older ones, like seventeen or eighteen, were already married and had children, or their wives were pregnant.
At his age, he was in the middle of a relationship and it was awkward, so he called off the engagement without even having the chance to hold the wedding.
Thinking about his and Ershun's innocence and persistence back then, Wu Xinzhi couldn't help but feel bitter.
At first, he couldn't bear the worry in his heart and told others about his worries, but in return, they just laughed at him for being sentimental and having endless thoughts. It didn't take many times, just one time made him blush with shame, and he never mentioned it to anyone again.
The red string Ershun gave him was also taken off by him after an accident during sparring and stored in a box. Although he was not injured in that accident, his sleeve was torn, and he was afraid that the red string would be damaged again, so he simply stopped carrying it with him.
After that, training, sparring, and a few injuries, he felt more and more that it was right for him to take off the red rope.
Putting all his frustration, irritability and worries behind, Wu Xinzhi became determined. For now, he had no choice but to enter the inner sect as soon as possible to get more guidance and resources. When his cultivation was high enough to go to Houkun Mountain for training, he would accumulate enough merits and ask someone to help him send a letter back.
Tell Ershun not to wait for him anymore and to find another good partner. Although sad and reluctant, he had to cut off the relationship.
Seeing Wu Xinzhi finish fighting with the female disciple, several people gathered around him and seriously discussed the gains and losses. Zhao Fang nodded secretly in his heart. As an outer disciple, this performance was not outstanding, but it was also remarkable.
It's no wonder that Zhao Fang thought Wu Xinzhi's performance was okay. As a cultivator, Wu Xinzhi's progress was normal. How could he know whether he was still a good man worthy of the girl's lifelong trust, and whether there would be any changes in the marriage with Senior Chen's cousin.
Zhao Fang secretly found an excuse, saying that he was entrusted by someone to ask the manager to take care of several people in Fan Village in terms of resources and guidance.
In this way, with Wu Xinzhi's status as the leader of the small group, he would naturally enjoy the greatest care, thus achieving Zhao Fang's goal.
Zhao Fang felt that he had done a good deed to make good connections, so he returned to his own courtyard in a refreshed mood. However, as soon as he entered the room and hadn't even sat down, a communication talisman flew in from outside.
When Zhao Fang saw that it was Uncle Xi who called him over, he was shocked and hurried to Zhenwo Building.
"Uncle Xi, you, you have come out of seclusion?" Zhao Fang looked at Xi Yunting with a slight breath, but Xi Yunting was looking at him with displeasure. "Uncle Xi, Uncle Xi?" Zhao Fang called in a low voice.
Xi Yunting's whole body was emitting cold air, making the temperature in the room even colder than outside. Zhao Fang was shivering with cold, and he didn't dare to use his true energy to keep warm.
He groaned in his heart, wondering how he had offended Uncle Xi. He felt a chill in his eyes as soon as they met.
Perhaps he felt that the punishment was enough, Xi Yunting's momentum eased. He looked up at Zhao Fang and said coldly: "You have come to the True Self Building so many times, what do you want to say?"
Although Zhao Fang stopped far away and did not come closer, Xi Yunting's perception range was now even larger. Zhao Fang came and went, as annoying as an annoying mosquito or fly.
Xi Yunting didn't raise his hand to slap him to death, which showed that he had good self-control.
Zhao Fang breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned. He quickly took out the metal box and handed it over with both hands, "Uncle Xi, this is a letter from Senior Chen. It was sent to me two months ago by Shi Fengdu of the Island Master's Mansion."
Xi Yunting paused, raised his hand to take it and opened it directly. Zhao Fang quickly stepped back a few steps. He had already opened the letter.
Immortal cultivators have strong mental power, and they can read things very quickly, if not at a glance. However, Xi Yunting read every word carefully, not missing any blank space or interval.
As he read the letter, his expression and eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, bringing a hint of smile. As if he saw something that surprised him, Xi Yunting blinked his eyes and pursed his lips. In the end, it seemed that he saw something that made him happy and expectant, and even the corners of his eyes curved.
Just as Zhao Fang was about to take a closer look to confirm whether he had seen it wrong, the small curve at the corner of the eye disappeared. A pair of obsidian eyes suddenly stared at him.
Zhao Fang immediately stood at attention, trying his best to act as if nothing had happened to show that he hadn't seen anything.
Xi Yunting's throat was a little itchy, and he resisted the urge to cough. He folded the letter and put it back into the envelope. He seemed to want to hold the letter against his chest, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't do it and put it directly into his arms.
Then he asked calmly, "Has the messenger from Shifengdu returned?"
Zhao Fang lowered his hands respectfully and replied, "Yes, upon learning that Master Xi was still in seclusion, he entrusted this letter to his disciple to pass on, and he set off to return to Taizhen Heaven Realm the next day."
Xi Yunting didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
Zhao Fang wanted to ask what Senior Chen said in the letter. He was curious about the content that could melt the expressionless face of Master Xi, who was as cold as an iceberg. He was so curious that he was scratching his head.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to ask. If it was any other uncle, such as Yin He, he would have asked with a smile and maybe he would have known. But Uncle Xi would have glared at him to death.
"Um..." Zhao Fang was a little unwilling to just leave like that. "Master Xi, have you finished your retreat this time? Do you have any plans for the future? Do you need me to do anything?"
Xi Yunting glanced at him and said calmly, "No. I have only reached the ninth level of the Golden Core, and will soon reach the Nascent Soul stage."
Zhao Fang grinned. My great master, in less than two years, has already cultivated from the ninth level to the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage. This speed is unmatched even in the entire Luochen Realm!
But when Master Xi spoke of it, he still acted as if it was nothing big. He was truly calm and dignified, worthy of being a genius valued by the Office of the President.
If this news gets out, it will cause a stir within the sect.
Zhao Fang was worshiping madly in his heart, and Xi Yunting hesitated for a moment and asked, "I have something to ask you."
Zhao Fang quickly straightened his attitude and said solemnly, "Uncle Xi, please ask me. I will definitely know everything."
"Don't be so serious. It's not a difficult matter." After a pause, he said thoughtfully, "Where is the closest Atlas Tower to Jiukun Mountain?"
It is not allowed to establish a country in the territory of the immortal cultivation world. The same applies to the area near Jiukun Mountain and the plains below. All forces are divided by city-states.
Zhao Fang said without thinking: "It's near Xiayuan City. It takes about a day to get there by flying from the mountain gate."
"It's only been one day." Xi Yunting was very satisfied. "Okay, go back if you have nothing else to do."
Zhao Fang didn't understand why he asked about the Tu Lu Tower, but he still retreated obediently.
Xi Yunting took out the letter again and gently stroked it with his fingers, as if he was feeling the warmth that Chen Xiao had left.
Thinking of how Chen Xiao had tentatively asked him in the letter, if he had come out of seclusion early and he had not returned to Yingxian Island, could they meet at the Shenzhou Atlas? He even found a place close to the anchor point of the Chongxuan Sect's records. He didn't know how he had found such far-away information.
Xi Yunting seemed to see Chen Xiao trying hard to find out the address, and couldn't help but smile.
After indulging himself in the lingering lovesickness for a while, Xi Yunting put away his thoughts and carefully kept the letter together with the one he had received before.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate. Although he had reserved three years to prevent any misfortunes, why should he really let Xiaodi wait that long?
A few more months at most would be the limit of his patience. During this period, he must successfully advance to the Nascent Soul stage!
At the same time, in Gengsheng’s small paradise, Fan Village, Raoyang County, Daiguo.
Ershun's eyes were red as she took out all her clothes from the closet. Her mother Zheng stood behind her cautiously, "Ershun, we don't need to move out of here. Let those people say whatever they want. Your father and I don't care."
Ershun turned his back to his mother, tears welling up in his eyes. She suppressed her trembling voice and pretended to be calm and said, "Mom, I know you and my dad don't care, but my brother's marriage can't be delayed any longer."
Zheng looked at her daughter's back with distress and worry, "Er Shun..."
Ershun raised her sleeve to wipe her face and turned around. With red eyes, she smiled and said, "I finally have the chance to leave Fan Village. I don't want to stay here anymore!"
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