Chapter 6: Outer Sect thanks this senior for his help.
Inside Xizhao Pavilion, Chu Ye looked around the room and performed a cleaning spell to clean up all the traces left by Mu Fuyun.
Suddenly, it looked as if no one else had ever been in the room.
Only the white jade porcelain vase on the table looked a little out of place.
Chu Ye did not waste a moment. He took the porcelain bottle, flew on his sword in the night, and went to the back hall north of Guizang Hall.
Since the founding of Tianyan Sect, countless cultivators have died in the sect, from the great masters who are only one step away from ascension to the new disciples who have just begun to refine their Qi and embark on the long journey of cultivating immortals. If they have no Taoist companions or relatives, their lotus lanterns will be sent here.
This place is guarded by a powerful Tianyan formation. When the opportunity comes, it will either turn into dust and mud or disperse into spiritual power. No matter how long it takes, it will eventually merge with the Tianyan Sect and accompany generations of disciples through the long years.
After the 100-day memorial ceremony, Mu Fuyue's lotus lantern was moved here.
Chu Ye originally wanted to take her lotus lantern back to his Xizhao Pavilion, but the spiritual consciousness attached to the heart of the flower was fragile, so it would be safer to leave it in the back hall.
The porcelain bottle was a magical treasure, and flowing blood would not coagulate when stored in it. He turned the mouth of the bottle and carefully pointed it at the lotus lantern, and finally let a few drops of blood flow out and fall on the center of the flower.
Just like what I saw before, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the dull heart of the flower, like a dying flower being nourished by a few drops of sweet spring water. It was fleeting, but enough to cheer people up.
It was only at this moment that Chu Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Everything could be turned around. As long as there was hope for Yue'er's return, even if it meant taking crooked paths, he would do it.
As for Mu Fuyun——
His eyes darkened for a moment, and that cold expression that was rarely seen by anyone inside or outside the sect would only be revealed when there was no one around.
Few people would have thought that the eldest brother whom they regarded as a role model would have such a dark side.
Before flying back on his sword, he took out the communication jade token he carried with him and sent a few words to Instructor Wu, who was in charge of teaching the outer disciples in the sect.
There are always people who overestimate their abilities. Since she won't give up until she hits the wall, he might as well make this wall higher and stronger.
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In the water, Mu Fuyun's mind, which was on the verge of dissipation, was brought back to life by the elixir that had penetrated into his internal organs.
The strength of her limbs gradually recovered, and she climbed onto the huge rock beside her again, steadying her body that was almost sinking to the bottom of the water. She raised her head and looked around, looking for the person who had just extended a helping hand.
The cold hand holding my wrist had loosened at some point. On the shore not far away, on a flat stone surface, stood a slender figure, appearing hazy in the moonlight.
She paused, then walked out of the water naked, picked up the Taoist robe on the ground and put it on again.
She was injured and her spiritual power was not enough to perform the cleansing spell, so she simply let the robe stick tightly to her body.
The cold water droplets flowed down the skin, dripping onto the ground, and soon wet the space under the feet.
From beginning to end, the figure stood still, only the night wind blew, lifting his white robe.
Holding her shoes in her hand, she walked barefoot over the smooth stones on the shore and came to the front of the figure.
Only then did she finally see the man's appearance clearly.
He was a young man who looked less than 130 years old. He was wearing a loose white Taoist robe, which made his slender body look a little thin. However, in the night wind, he stood straight, as if even the collapse of the sky and the split of the earth could not shake him in the slightest.
His skin was extremely white, as if it had been immersed in cold ice and snow all year round, covering up all the rosy redness. His facial features were even colder and sharper, making people calm down involuntarily.
Recalling the touch of his hand holding her wrist just now, which seemed colder than the water in the pool, Mu Fuyun couldn't help but shiver, but a sincere gratitude appeared on her face.
"Thank you for your help, senior."
The man looked down at her, a dark light flashed in his deep eyes. He didn't answer, but just waved his hand and performed a light cleaning spell.
Mu Fuyun immediately felt dry and all the water droplets disappeared, even the water stains on the soles of his feet disappeared.
She smiled, bent down to put on the shoes she was holding in her hand, then stood up again and thanked the man again.
The man was dressed simply, and his identity, cultivation level, and even his age were unknown.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are too many powerful people who entered the path of cultivation early and can remain forever young at a young age. Although they look like teenagers to mortals, they may have experienced the vicissitudes of life for hundreds of years.
Although he was curious about this person's identity, Mu Fuyun did not show any intention of inquiring.
Like many large sects, the Tianyan sect also has many powerful people who have been living in seclusion in the mountains for many years and do not want to be seen easily.
Perhaps, this person is one of them.
However, the pill just now did solve her urgent problem, so she had to show her appreciation.
"I'm in such a mess right now, I'm afraid I can't repay you. If you have any instructions, I'll do my best to fulfill them. If I can't, I'll definitely repay you when I improve my cultivation in the future."
With his cultivation level at the early stage of Qi Refining, Mu Fuyun spoke with confidence and without any sense of shame for his boastful remarks.
The man just glanced at her indifferently, with no other emotion in his deep eyes except a hint of surprise.
Just as usual, he took advantage of the nightfall to go to this deserted lake alone to get some fresh air.
Unexpectedly, before he could sit down on the stone where he usually meditated, he saw a female cultivator in the pond.
Saving her was just a piece of cake. The pill he gave her was one he had used before, so he had plenty of it.
He didn't expect any "reward" for this little thing.
"All medicines are poisonous. If you take that pill, your next attack will be even more severe than this one."
He didn't respond to her, but spoke lightly. His voice was unexpectedly hoarse, like the friction of rough stones in a dry desert. It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time. He was not at all as cold and clear as he looked.
Mu Fuyun raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he didn't blame him at all. Instead, he thanked him again: "Thank you for the reminder, senior. I will try my best to think of a solution before the next attack."
The man was silent for a moment, then said, "I have something to tell you."
"Please speak, senior." Mu Fuyun's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Go to the library and get me a set of the Tianyan Illustrated Guide. Bring it back to me in half a month."
After the man finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Fuyun to answer, he waved his sleeves, raising a charming night breeze.
Mu Fuyun had to close his eyes and wait until the wind stopped before opening them.
There was a silent night before my eyes. There was no trace of the senior anymore. Only a hint of the crisp scent of wind and snow lingered in my nostrils.
That was the scent left by the movement of his sleeves.
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"Tian Yan Tu Jian", the name itself suggests that it introduces the general situation inside and outside the sect, and should be one of the must-read books for all disciples of the sect.
Mu Fuyun didn't understand why the senior asked her to get such a book, but in order to use the books in the sect, she had to become a disciple first.
The task that Chu Ye was asked to do that day had some results two days later.
On the jade communication card, a line of clear handwriting from Chu Ye appeared: "Class tomorrow, Tianzi Class A."
It should mean that she was allowed to enter the outer sect, however, the Tianzi Jia class——
This is intended to embarrass her.
The outer sect class is divided into four levels: Tiandi, Xuanhuang, and the Tian class is the one that takes the longest time to enter, and it has been more than three years. In more than four months, it will be the final assessment. If you fail the assessment, you can no longer stay in the Tianyan Sect.
And this Class A is the most outstanding class among the Tian classes. Almost all the disciples who can enter the inner gate come from Class A of the Tian class.
I'm afraid that some of them have even reached the foundation-building stage.
Chu Ye made this arrangement in order to make her give up.
Mu Fuyun curled the corners of his mouth and without hesitation used the jade token to send a message to Chu Ye saying "Thank you, Senior Brother Chu".
On the other side, Chu Ye stroked the words on the jade token twice, sneered, and slowly put the jade token away.
The Tianzi Jia class happens to have a sword-fighting class tomorrow. He has already told Instructor Wu that he will personally instruct the best of these outer disciples.
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On the second day, before daybreak, Mu Fuyun got up early as usual. He first meditated and circulated his energy with the pure essence of heaven and earth in the morning, turning the spiritual power in his dantian to flow slowly through his stagnant meridians.
Half an hour later, Fang walked slowly along the mountain road to the Qinglu where the outer disciples were.
Most of the disciples were diligent, and many had already arrived, especially the Tianzi A class, where all twenty disciples had already arrived.
When Mu Fuyun entered, several male and female disciples were standing together and talking.
"We've been in the outer sect for nearly four years before finally getting the chance to enter the inner sect. And yet, she's only been here a few days, and she's already dared to join our class!"
"She's different from us. She's Senior Sister Mu's biological sister. Senior Sister Mu was the youngest outer disciple back then, and she possesses a rare natural sword form."
"That's Senior Sister Mu. This one is different. Didn't you hear what the Sect Master said that day? This Mu Fuyun is simply not cut out for cultivation. He can't even get into the outer sect, let alone our Tianzi Jia class."
"How dare you come here with an embroidered pillow like this!"
"I heard that it was arranged by Senior Brother Chu himself. I remember that Senior Brother Chu and Senior Sister Mu were very close in the past."
"Big Brother must have agreed to this because of his relationship with Senior Sister Mu."
These people were talking one after another, and even when they saw Mu Fuyun, they showed no sign of restraining themselves.
Mu Fuyun just listened, raised his eyelids, glanced at them, and then sat down behind a desk, intending to concentrate and calm his mind before the class started.
On the contrary, it was her nonchalant look that startled those who were talking about it.
Among them, there was a female cultivator who looked quite prestigious. She didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just listened to them silently.
At this moment, she looked at Mu Fuyun's indifferent expression and frowned, "Are you eavesdropping?"
Mu Fuyun was surprised and asked, "How could it be eavesdropping? You guys were talking so loudly, it would be hard not to hear."
"Then why don't you say anything or refute?" The female cultivator seemed to be annoyed by her nonchalant look.
"Why do you want to refute it?" Mu Fuyun blinked and looked at her doubtfully, "You are right."
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The female cultivator had not expected her to be so spineless. Her already disdainful look was now filled with even more contempt. She was about to scold her when she was stopped by the people next to her.
"Ayao, don't bother with this kind of person. Let's prepare for the class first."
The female cultivator pursed her lips, temporarily holding back the words she was about to say, and led everyone to sit behind the table.
Mu Fuyun looked at her back thoughtfully, and slowly remembered her identity.
Her name is Zhan Yao, and she is the strongest disciple in Class A this year.
In the book, Zhan Yao is devotedly in love with Chu Ye and is very jealous of Mu Fuyun who is close to Chu Ye. After becoming an inner disciple, she makes things difficult for Mu Fuyun everywhere and even causes Mu Fuyun to be kidnapped by another admirer of her sister, the Demon Lord Cang Yan, and almost die in the Demon Realm.
Just as I was thinking about it, a somewhat shy voice came from the side.
"Junior Sister Mu, today's first period is swordsmanship," said a handsome male cultivator who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked at her with an inexplicable shyness in his eyes. "I see, you don't seem to have prepared a sword..."
Seeing Mu Fuyun looking at him, his face flushed immediately, and he hurriedly said: "My name is Xu Huaiyan, we will be classmates from now on, I just want to remind you..."
Mu Fuyun smiled at him and said, "Brother Xu, thank you very much."
Xu Huaiyan's face turned even redder and he kept saying no.
At this moment, the room suddenly became quiet. Chu Ye, wearing a green Taoist robe and a Qingyun sword on his waist, walked in. As soon as he stopped, his eyes fell on Mu Fuyun and his face sank slightly.
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