Chapter 37 Breakthrough and advancement.
Not far away, on a higher observation platform, Song Xinghe stood behind Qi Yuanbai, staring at Mu Fuyun who was standing side by side with Xie Hanyi on the trial platform without blinking.
In less than two hours, she became the only direct disciple of Lingshan Taoist Master.
Although Lingshan Daojun is not the sect leader and never interferes in the sect's affairs, his status, whether inside or outside the sect, is no less than that of the sect leader.
From then on, in everyone's eyes, her status would no longer be lower than his and Chu Ye's.
And throughout the whole process, she didn't need any help from them at all.
He felt really bad.
It was as if something I had been holding tightly in my hands and thought was very important was actually worthless; it was also as if I thought I was sure to get it and there would be no surprises, but the reality slapped me in the face in the end.
Of course, what surprised him the most was that Mu Fuyun had already learned the sword-wielding technique during the Qi Refining Stage.
His cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Golden Core some time ago, and he understood more and more the differences between abilities at different levels.
As for the matter of flying a sword in the Qi Refining Stage, he had never heard of anyone else except the rumor about Lingshan Daojun.
Is she, who can do this, really the Mu Fuyun that the master-master described as "having mediocre talent and physique"?
As Qi Yuanbai's direct disciple, he must believe Qi Yuanbai's words unconditionally.
Qi Yuanbai rarely interfered in the affairs of his disciples, let alone a small figure like Mu Fuyun who had nothing to do with the Tianyan Sect at that time. There was no need to spend extra time on her.
This cannot explain why she was able to show such extraordinary talent in just a few months.
Could it be related to her special physique?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt better.
At least, she still needs him and Chu Ye to help her clear the meridians in her body before she can continue to practice and advance -
They could also continue to draw on her blood to nourish Senior Sister's divine consciousness. After nearly four months of nourishment, that divine consciousness had become much brighter than when it was first brought back, as if it had been infused with new vitality.
Somehow, he only thought of his senior sister now. This is what he should care about most!
Song Xinghe lowered his head, suddenly feeling extremely guilty.
At this moment, the jade token on his waist lit up, and it was a message from the eldest brother Chu Ye.
"Is the assessment over? What are the results?"
He was asking about the assessment, but Song Xinghe knew that what he wanted to know was Mu Fuyun's situation.
"it's over."
"She became a disciple of Junior Master."
"She" is naturally Mu Fuyun.
The message was passed on, but there was no response for a long time.
Chu Ye was rushing back to the sect from Dongji Island with his fellow junior brothers and sisters. After seeing the words on the jade token, his face became a little strange and he did not speak for a long time.
Seeing that he was silent, the disciples who were traveling with him asked with concern: "Big Brother, are you feeling any discomfort from your wound? Why don't we stop and rest for a while?"
When they were on Dongji Island, Chu Ye was in charge of the middle position, which was obviously the safest and least dangerous place. However, the phoenix guarding it was affected by the sudden seasonal sea breeze and became a little restless. When it saw Chu Ye appear, it mistakenly thought that he was going to attack it, so it changed its usual gentle temperament and fought with him.
In order to try his best not to hurt the ancient spirit beast, Chu Ye retreated again and again until he was hit hard in the chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. Only then was he forced to take action and subdue it.
Originally, they wanted to stay on Dongji Island for a few more days until Chu Ye's injuries were almost healed, and then set off to return to the sect. However, Chu Ye insisted that the mission could not be delayed due to personal reasons. He just bandaged himself lightly, took some healing pills, and then led everyone back.
"It's okay." Chu Ye subconsciously touched the mustard seed bag at his waist, controlling his expression. "Just keep going. Return to the sect as soon as possible and report to the master about Phoenix's injury. Then I can focus on healing."
Seeing how persistent he was, several of his fellow students stopped talking and just focused their attention and quickened their pace.
In their view, Chu Ye had gone to the middle position alone because he wanted to give up all the credit so that they could achieve outstanding results in the sect mission. They felt guilty, but also respected him even more.
The eldest brother is so considerate and understands the big picture, so they can't fall behind.
Only Chu Ye himself knew that he was injured by the Phoenix not by accident, but because he wanted to cut open the Phoenix's chest and take its heart blood. The Phoenix sensed the danger and injured him.
Now, he has obtained half a bottle of Phoenix Heart Blood, and secretly hid it in the mustard seed bag around his waist.
Heart blood is to the Phoenix what spiritual roots are to cultivators. If most of it is taken away, most of the spiritual energy will also be lost.
The island's numerous restrictions, erected by powerful beings of past generations, not only suppress the volcano beneath Dongji Island but also possess immense power. The guardian spirit beasts, when intact, can withstand the oppression of these restrictions. However, if seriously injured, they would likely be unable to suppress the endless power beneath.
As a disciple of Tian Yan, Chu Ye knew that his mission was to defend Dongji Island, protect the stability of the spiritual veins, and then protect the peace of the entire continent. This incident was a huge mistake.
As the eldest brother of the sect, he would never do such a thing in the past, but now, for the sake of his junior sister, he only hesitated for a moment and quickly made up his mind.
If a spirit beast is injured, the sect always has a solution. Maybe it is to add another seal, or maybe it is to find another spirit beast to send. No matter what, the most important thing is to protect the junior sister's consciousness.
Maybe... there is something else in mind.
If the Phoenix Heart Blood really has miraculous effects, then there would be no need to be so dependent on Mu Fuyun's blood.
She always looks so weak, with blocked meridians and insufficient spiritual power. I'm afraid that nourishing her with blood is not a long-term solution.
He didn't know whether this was considered selfish towards her. He only knew that Mu Fuyun didn't need his help now.
Unexpectedly, she could defeat Zhan Yao, take first place, and become the disciple of Junior Master.
…
Although the elders of each peak had two quarters of an hour to select disciples, they had already made their decision after just a quarter of an hour.
This was mainly due to the fact that Zhan Yao quickly decided to become Jiang Hanqiu's disciple, thus avoiding the process of fighting and competing with other elders.
Seeing that everyone had made up their minds, Qi Yuanbai asked everyone to return to their seats in silence again.
At this time, fifteen disciples plus Yu Cen, who was still in a state of excitement and confusion, had already taken their positions in the viewing platforms of the elders of each peak.
Xie Hanyi arrived later, and there was no stand for him at the trial field. At Qi Yuanbai's signal, he stood on the center stand for the headmaster. Mu Fuyun therefore once again stood in the center of the team.
There was a distance of several feet between the two people, but as long as they looked straight ahead and raised their heads slightly, they could see each other.
"I am here as a disciple. I wish to become the disciple of Elder Hu from Qingtian Peak. Master, please accept my respects!"
From both sides, the disciples saluted their master in front of everyone. When Yu Cen stepped out, the cheers from the sidelines were particularly enthusiastic.
"Mu Fuyun," Zhan Yao was standing next to Mu Fuyun. Before it was their turn, she suddenly asked, "When did you start learning to fly a sword?"
She was a strong-willed person, and although she was willing to accept defeat, she was still brooding over the matter and was determined to get to the bottom of it.
Mu Fuyun probably understood what she was worried about, so he didn't lie to her and told her the truth frankly: "After the points competition ended, I have been trying to control the sword. Due to the limitations of my realm, I haven't been able to fully master it. The distance I just reached was already the limit. I know that my realm is low and my strength is weak, so I will definitely not be able to match you, so I found another way."
Zhan Yao did not doubt the truth of her words, but was silent for a moment. He never expected that she would actually learn to fly a sword in just three days.
Seeing that it was about to be their turn, Zhan Yaofang said, "If you can do it, I can do it too. Mu Fuyun, just wait."
As she finished speaking, Xu Huaiyan, who was standing next to her, had just finished paying homage to his master. She held her mouth high and chest puffed out, striding forward and clasping her fists towards Jiang Hanqiu, who was standing high up. "Disciple Zhan Yao, I wish to become a disciple under Elder Jiang of Luoxia Peak. Your Excellency, please accept my respects!"
Jiang Hanqiu was so happy to have this beloved disciple that he kept saying good things and couldn't stop smiling.
Next up is Mu Fuyun.
She took a deep breath and looked up to meet Xie Hanyi's gaze.
"Disciple Mu Fuyun wishes to enter Lingshanze to serve as a disciple under the guidance of Master Xie Dao. Master, please accept my respects."
Xie Hanyi's face, which had always been frozen, suddenly melted away, as if a spring breeze was blowing.
…
That night, the outer sect disciples returned to their residences, gathered in pairs of three or five, drank wine, admired the moon, and talked about life.
After a day or two, these classmates who had been together for four years would go their separate ways.
Some disciples with ordinary backgrounds choose to return to their hometowns and work in local villages and county governments, using their swordsmanship to protect local villagers; some disciples with better-off families have found positions in various branches of Tianyan, and will work as errand runners for the sect in the future, or be outer disciples who contact the sect and transmit information. Although they are not officially registered disciples of Tianyan, they can still receive a salary from the sect.
Only the sixteen disciples who passed the test were allowed to enter the inner gate.
One day, they will also pack their bags and move into their new homes.
Only two people were not involved.
One is Mu Fuyun, who lives alone in a thatched cottage.
Under the moonlight, she sat cross-legged, trying hard to adjust the chaotic spiritual power surging in her dantian.
Today, she had exhausted all her spiritual energy in the secret realm, her Qi Sea had dried up, and she had taken a lot of pills. Although she was still weak, she always felt that after this tempering, her Dantian seemed to be much stronger, and there was a strong force that was gathering little by little, as if to form a solid foundation.
As a talented female cultivator in her previous life, she naturally knew that this was a sign of foundation building. If she could successfully adjust the aura in her body and get through this period when it was most likely to be interrupted, she would be able to leap into the foundation building stage in one fell swoop - even if once the foundation was built, she would have to endure the pain of fragile and blocked meridians and exhausted spiritual power.
The other was Zhan Yao who was holding her breath.
In silence, she stood in the bamboo forest, looking at the sword in her hand, trying to control it to hang in the air, motionless.
However, after trying hundreds of times in one night, whether reducing or increasing the infusion of spiritual power, he was still unable to control it so precisely.
Sometimes the spiritual power is not enough, and the sword falls to the ground with a clang as soon as the hand loosens; sometimes the spiritual power is too much, and before I let go, the sword will jump out uncontrollably and cut off several bamboo branches; sometimes the spiritual power seems to be just right, but the sword will spin and vibrate uncontrollably.
I really don’t know how Mu Fuyun did it.
The more this happened, the more she was determined not to admit defeat. Even if it meant exhausting her spiritual power, she had to learn how to wield a sword.
Unlike the hustle and bustle elsewhere, the tranquility of these two places seems to be integrated with the entire mountain range.
I don’t know how long it took, but clouds began to surge in the dark sky, and the moonlight suddenly leaked out, flowing all over the ground. A breeze suddenly rose and passed through the forest.
Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao, who were several miles apart, stopped almost at the same time.
——Advanced.
One of them fainted from exhaustion after building his foundation, and the other one reached the middle stage of building his foundation. Finally, before his spiritual power was exhausted, he managed to make his sword hover steadily before dropping it to the ground with a clang.
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