Chapter 32 Chapter 32 "You went to fight with that boy named Ning...
That's too much...
What should I do? What should I do?
The shame and anger in my heart gradually turned into panic.
Ye Yunxi began to get anxious.
Surrounding him were all his fellow seniors, several pairs of eyes were fixed on him.
If they discovered his abnormality...
Ye Yunxi couldn't imagine.
In addition to being anxious, a sense of anger and grievance suddenly welled up in my heart.
It’s all Ning Shuangchen’s fault!
I didn't let him go even for the last time.
Liar! Bastard!
The next time they meet, he will tear Ning Shuangchen into pieces!
No, that's not right, he never wants to see Ning Shuangchen again!
Seeing that his face was slightly red and he seemed a little uncomfortable, Mu Qinglan called him softly: "Yunxi?"
Hearing the question from Senior Sister and seeing everyone looking at him, Ye Yunxi quickly regained his composure, pursed his lips and reluctantly replied, "No, it's okay, Senior Sister, don't worry, I, I'm not injured..."
It would be strange if there were no injuries.
But the injuries are really disgusting.
Mu Qinglan was still a little worried after not finding any trace of him for several days. She asked anxiously, "Are you really not injured?"
Just when they were about to pull him over to take a look, a few green figures came over with swords, saw them gathered together, and then stopped in the woods ahead.
Ye Yunxi followed the green sword light and saw that the person walking in front was also wearing the Yunlan Sect's uniform, with a crown on his head, a straight posture, and steps as fast as the wind.
This time it was his senior brother Song Xuezhou who came.
Even the senior brother came.
It seems that everyone in the sect is looking for him.
While everyone was looking away, Ye Yunxi hurriedly performed a cleansing spell on himself and quietly cleaned off the sticky stuff.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely felt that his spiritual power was now more abundant than before.
Could it be because of the Fengyue Sect's spiritual cultivation technique...
Just as he was thinking, the figure that came down from Jian walked to him in two or three steps. Jian frowned slightly, and a bit of worry appeared in his voice. He said, "Yunxi, where have you been for the past ten days? Why have you been nowhere to be seen? You didn't even respond to the sound transmission note."
Compared with the gentle and peaceful senior sister Mu Qinglan, senior brother Song Xuezhou is cold and serious. However, at this moment, worry is written all over this serious face.
Ye Yunxi was slightly stunned when he heard his words.
Ten days?
Didn’t he practice spiritual cultivation with Ning Shuangchen at the bottom of the cliff for three months?
It’s only been ten days?
No wonder his senior brothers and sisters didn’t find him after he waited for so long. It turned out that only a few days had passed outside the cliff.
Ye Yunxi moved his lips, thinking about how to lie and conceal the spiritual practice.
At this time, Senior Sister Mu Qinglan took over the conversation and said, "Okay, don't ask Yunxi anymore. Yunxi is fine now."
Song Xuezhou still looked at him with frown.
Although he knew that his senior brother was worried about him, Ye Yunxi still pursed his lips and pouted a little aggrievedly.
At this moment, he was like a dumb man eating Coptis chinensis, unable to speak.
But if he and Ning Shuangchen hadn't fallen off the cliff while fighting for the spirit beast, his senior brothers and sisters wouldn't have been so worried.
Seeing the pitiful look on the face of his junior fellow apprentice, Song Xuezhou's heart softened immediately. He relaxed his frown and said in a soft voice, "Okay, okay, senior brother, I won't say anything. It's just that even the storage bag is lost, which is really worrying."
After hearing the latter sentence, Ye Yunxi paused for a moment and asked, "Brother, how did you know that my storage bag was lost?"
"How else can I know?" Song Xuezhou handed over a light green storage bag from his sleeve. "I found it in the forest ahead."
It was indeed his storage bag.
No wonder he didn't find it at the bottom of the cliff. It turned out that he had lost it before he fell to the bottom of the cliff.
Ye Yunxi took it in his hand. His storage bag was different from others. There was no "Ye" character belonging to Yunlan Sect embroidered in the bag, only a light white cloud pattern.
It was embroidered for him by his mother herself.
Just as I thought of this, I heard Senior Sister Mu Qinglan say, "Since Yunxi is fine, let's take him back first. If we don't leave the secret realm, Master and his wife will be waiting anxiously."
He said this to his senior brother Song Xuezhou.
Ye Yunxi paused after hearing this, then his eyes lit up slightly and he asked in surprise, "My parents are here too?"
Mu Qinglan nodded and said softly, "Since there has been no news from you for a few days, Master and his wife were very worried, so they went down the mountain together and are now waiting at the exit of the secret realm."
The Qingxu Secret Realm opens once every four hundred years. Once you enter, it will be temporarily closed and you can only exit from the inside, not enter from the outside.
If you want to deliver a message, you can only rely on a special spiritual device to transmit sound.
He had a voice-transmitting magic weapon like this, but it was in his storage bag, and his storage bag was lost during the fight with Ning Shuangchen.
Probably because his parents learned that he was missing and there had been no news for several days, they rushed over in a hurry.
Thinking about how he had made everyone so worried and even asked his parents to go down the mountain in person, Ye Yunxi frowned slightly with a hint of guilt and lowered his eyes unconsciously.
Mu Qinglan noticed his slightly gloomy expression and said gently, "It's okay. As long as you are safe, Master and his wife will be relieved."
Then he turned to look at Song Xuezhou and said, "Shall we take Yunxi out first?"
Song Xuezhou nodded.
Just as they were about to leave, there was a sudden slight cracking sound in the forest, as if someone had accidentally stepped on a branch.
Song Xuezhou immediately drew his sword and turned around, saying coldly to the dense forest not far behind him: "Who are you? Come out!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the other disciples drew their swords and turned to the same direction. Suddenly, the forest was filled with sword lights.
Being able to be so close and undetectable, the man in the forest is obviously not an ordinary monk.
In addition to their two major sword-cultivating sects, the Yunlan Sect and the Shuanghua Sect, those who entered the Qingxu Secret Realm this time included people from other large and small sects, including demon cultivators led by the Demon Lord.
Ye Yunxi was protected by his senior brothers and sisters behind him. He looked past the light green clothes and watched the figure slowly walking out of the dense forest.
He was dressed in a snow-blue robe of the Frost Hua Sect, with his long black hair tied up with a hair crown. There was a hint of coldness between his brows. He was tall and slender, with a handsome and clear appearance.
It was Ning Shuangchen who was left in the cave by him.
It was just a glance, but the other party seemed to have caught his sight immediately, looking at him from a distance, with a pair of eyes as deep and calm as a cold pond, as if seeing through him.
Ye Yunxi quickly looked away.
The Yunlan Sect and the Shuanghua Sect have always been at odds with each other. Whenever disciples from the two sects meet, the atmosphere is often tense and many times the two sides start fighting before they even open their mouths.
Ning Shuangchen had just taken a step forward when Song Xuezhou immediately gripped the hilt of the sword, the blade glowing green. Mu Qinglan followed closely behind him, and the rest of the disciples all came forward with swords in hand.
Ye Yunxi suddenly called out to them, "Brother, sister, let's go."
When he said this, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he felt inexplicably irritated.
I told you not to come over here.
I insist on following you.
Now that he has left the bottom of the cliff, what else does he want to do?
Seeing them turn their heads and look at him, Ye Yunxi's eyes flickered for a moment, and he managed to calm down, pursed his lips and said, "I, I want to see my father and mother as soon as possible."
Although I don't know what their junior brother has experienced in the past ten days, but in this secret place full of monsters, I don't think it will be good.
Hearing Ye Yunxi say this, Mu Qinglan stopped immediately, looked at Song Xuezhou again and said: "Why don't we go out first."
Song Xuezhou glanced coldly at Ning Shuangchen in the distance. He seemed to be alone. He did not draw his sword, nor did he make any other moves. He had just taken a step back to protect Ye Yunxi.
He retreated while putting away his sword. When he was far away, he said to Ye Yunxi, "Don't you hate him the most? Are you going to let him go just like that?"
Being asked this question suddenly, Ye Yunxi couldn't help but pause, avoiding the gaze, and replied hesitantly: "Of course I hate him, but I'm afraid that Dad and Mom will get anxious if they wait too long, so I don't want to waste time on him."
Although he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and that indescribable strange feeling surged into his heart again.
There seemed to be a pair of eyes still watching him from behind.
He paused for a moment, then quickly started walking again, following closely behind his fellow brothers and sisters, walking forward without looking back.
She watched the figure going farther and farther away until it completely disappeared into the woods. After a long while, Ning Shuangchen retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes to the red hairband in her hand.
It was what Ye Yunxi had just forgotten in the cave.
He wanted to go back, but the other party seemed to be avoiding him, as if he didn't want to see him again.
That’s all.
It's okay to just take a look from a distance.
Ning Shuangchen lowered her eyelashes silently, looked at the hairband in her palm again, and carefully put it into her sleeve.
Just as she put away her hairband, several snow-blue figures suddenly came running out from the back of the forest.
Seeing him from a distance, before he came close, he shouted in a loud voice: "Young Sect Master!"
Ning Shuangchen turned around when he heard the voice. It was a few disciples of the Shuanghua Sect who seemed to be looking for him. When they saw him, their faces were full of joy.
One of the disciples said in a hurry: "Young Master, we finally found you! Where have you been?"
"Looking for me?" Ning Shuangchen looked at them and asked instead of answering, "What do you want to do with me?"
"You disappeared, and we were a little worried, so..." the disciple said, looking at him weakly, and his voice became lower and lower as he continued: "So... we sent a message to the sect master, and it seems that the sect master is here too..."
He is here too?
Ning Shuangchen's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he said lightly, "Well, I understand."
After hearing this, the disciple exchanged glances with the others, but held his breath, keeping his mouth shut and not daring to say another word.
Until Ning Shuangchen said, "Let's go."
A few people finally breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned.
Afterwards, several snow-green figures flew with swords, passing through the mountains and forests, heading straight towards the exit of the secret realm.
And the other side.
Ye Yunxi also followed his senior brothers and sisters out of the secret realm.
Senior sister Mu Qinglan was waiting for other disciples at the exit, while he was taken back to the Yunlan Sect's spiritual boat alone by senior brother Song Xuezhou.
As soon as he boarded the spirit boat, the leader of the Yunlan Sect, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried towards him.
As soon as she saw him, she hugged him tightly, and then kept pulling him to look at her, her face full of distress, "Yun'er, where have you been these days? Why is there no news from you? Are you okay? Did you encounter any danger in the secret realm? Let daddy see, my Yun'er has suffered, look at this little face, all..."
Before he could even utter the word "thinner", the Yunlan Sect's leader's gaze suddenly paused.
Why do I feel like I’m not only not losing weight, but my complexion has become even more rosy?
Since he was a child, every time he came back from the mountain, his parents would be extremely worried, fearing that he would get hurt, and they would always drag him to see them.
Especially his father, he no longer looks like the leader he used to be.
In addition to their Yunlan Sect's spirit boat, there were also some flying magic weapons from other sects parked at the exit of the secret realm. The Qingxu Secret Realm was about to close, and many cultivators were rushing out of it.
People from all sects and schools were there, and with so many people watching, Ye Yunxi couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
After being dragged to read it for the third time, he finally couldn't help but frown and said, "Dad, I'm fine. I just accidentally lost my storage bag, so I didn't receive your voice transmission. I'm back safely now, right?"
After saying this, he was worried that his father would continue to ask questions, so he looked around and asked, "By the way, where's mom? Why can't I see her?"
The leader of the Yunlan Sect just remembered something and slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, your mother couldn't stay on the spirit boat, and just went to the front to look for you. You have to send a message to her quickly."
As he was about to use the sound transmission talisman, a spiritual boat with a golden flag slowly passed by their spiritual boat. On the flag was a large and eye-catching word "Ning".
Just by looking at the words on it, you can tell without any guessing that this spirit boat must belong to the Frost Flower Sect.
Almost at the same time, all the disciples of the Yunlan Sect looked over and quickly placed their hands on the hilts of the swords.
I saw a tall figure standing on the spirit boat opposite, with a few strands of silver hair hanging in front of his forehead, his hands behind his back, a long robe with wide sleeves, and a solemn expression.
Ye Yunxi also looked along with everyone else and recognized him at a glance.
He had seen that person in the previous sect competition. He was none other than the current leader of the Shuanghua Sect, Ning Shuangchen's father.
The leader of the Yunlan Sect glanced at the figure indifferently. He didn't expect that the leader of the Shuanghua Sect would appear here. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He couldn't help but sighed and wondered, "The sun really rises from the west. This Ning guy has also gone down the mountain. The secret realm is about to be closed. What is he doing here at this time?"
Song Xuezhou, who was behind him, heard this and said, "When I just came out of the secret realm, I accidentally heard from the disciples of Shuanghua Sect that their young master seemed to have been missing in the secret realm for several days. I think this may be related."
Um?
The kid from the Ning family has also been missing in the secret realm for several days?
Upon hearing this, the leader of the Yunlan Sect glanced back and asked, "Are you sure you are the young leader of the Shuanghua Sect?"
Song Xuezhou recalled and nodded: "Disciple is sure."
The Ning family kid also went missing...
This is a bit too coincidental...
Thinking of this, the leader of the Yunlan Sect couldn't help but think of something. He turned his head slowly and looked at Ye Yunxi beside him. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yun'er, you have been fighting with that kid surnamed Ning these days, right?"
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