"Let me tell you, Junior Sister, there's no one normal on our peak. Except for you and me, of course."
Li Xiaoliu couldn't wait to complain on the crane, "Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the Fourth Senior Sister I just met, she has a very strange temper.
I have been in the mountains for nearly twenty years, and she has spoken to me only a few times. She also fights with her third senior brother every few days, claiming that she is the third in command.
He's just a weirdo..."
"And Third Senior Brother is also weird. He's a sword cultivator who studies alchemy every day, and he's not afraid of delaying his sword practice."
"Second Senior Brother is obsessed with wood carving, but if you ask me, he's really not cut out for it. The things he carves are so ugly..."
"Fifth Senior Sister always looks down on me. I hate her the most!"
Li Xiaoliu's words were like beans spilling out of a bamboo tube, and he offended all five of his senior brothers and sisters.
It seems I have been holding it in for too long.
Xiang Sheng silently glanced at the wisp of divine consciousness that was stained on his shoulder, and his eyes gradually became subtle.
She couldn't tell Li Xiaoliu about the existence of divine consciousness.
However, after finishing his training in the Spirit Tower and returning to the mountain, Li Xiaoliu will surely see a group of completely different senior brothers and sisters. Even the fourth senior sister Su Qingqing will probably talk to Li Xiaoliu nicely.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's lips curled up slightly.
"Bah!!!"
The cries of cranes echoed among the cliffs, just as distant and peaceful as Xiang Sheng's state of mind at the moment.
She originally thought that a large sect like the Wanmai Sword Sect was as disgusting as the Chiyan Sect, so at the beginning, she only wanted to get the sect's sword manual and leave.
Now, I am a little hesitant.
The most evil sect leader of all time, Qin Tianque; the secret of reincarnation and cultivation on Wuming Peak; the mysterious vein leader Qin Tianyan; the deliberate concealment of the Sword Sect's high-ranking officials...
All of this made her concerned and she wanted to stay and continue digging deeper.
"Why not stay a little longer..."
When this thought came to Xiang Sheng's mind, he suddenly felt his thoughts became clear, and his sword realm also improved slightly.
"Then stay!"
A gleam of light flashed in Xiang Sheng's eyes.
Having said that, it is impossible for her to really stay in the Wanmai Sword Sect for several years or even decades to concentrate on training.
I must integrate into the Nameless Peak in advance to get more information from them. As for how to integrate...
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Every disciple of Wuming Peak has a secret. If you want to fit in with them, you must take the initiative to reveal something special.
In this way, the chess pieces laid out before can be put to good use.
While Xiang Sheng was lost in thought, the crane had already flown to Lingta Peak, circled in the air for a while, and landed on a platform outside the peak.
It was already past noon, and there were quite a few cranes on the platform. Many young men in gray clothes were carrying spiritual herbs and walking around among them, occasionally grabbing a handful of spiritual herbs and throwing them into the cranes' mouths.
"Junior sister, come down quickly."
Li Xiaoliu jumped off the crane and shouted, "The servants are coming to feed the cranes."
Xiang Sheng regained his composure, turned around, put his feet on the ground, bent his knees slightly, and stood up straight.
She looked into the distance and saw that the stone platform was connected to a suspended mountain road, extending all the way to a cliff opposite.
On the cliff, a stone tower can be seen in the distance.
“That’s Tibetan Sutra Peak.”
Li Xiaoliu followed Xiang Sheng's gaze and saw the stone tower. He immediately said, "The spiritual energy in the spiritual tower is abundant. We are just beginning to cultivate, and there is a limit to the spiritual energy we can absorb every day. Too much is as bad as too little.
Therefore, if one feels pain and swelling in one's meridians, one will temporarily stop practicing and follow this path to the Sutra Library to comprehend the classics.
"Little Junior Sister, you don't have any merits to redeem for enlightenment times yet, so it's good to read some miscellaneous books on the first floor."
Xiang Sheng smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."
Li Xiaoliu scratched his head and chuckled, "Nothing, I'm your senior brother, so it's only natural. Besides, we're the only two normal people on Wuming Peak, so naturally we should stick together... Junior Sister, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, brother, let's go in quickly."
"Oh, okay."
“…”
"Li Xiaoliu! When he comes back, I'll beat him so hard he can't get out of bed!"
"They all say bad things behind people's backs. Third Senior Brother likes to do that. I think it's all Third Senior Brother who taught him bad things."
"Yao Ziyi, it's him again!"
"Fourth Senior Sister, I heard that Third Senior Brother went to the Water Sword Vein again to peek at the female disciples bathing."
Bang!
Yao Xuanjia was still chopping trees in the mountains when he suddenly heard a loud explosion from the top of the mountain.
“Again…”
He sighed helplessly, and when he looked up, he saw a flash of sword on the top of the mountain and sawdust all over the sky.
"A-choo!"
Li Xiaoliu touched his nose in confusion.
As a foundation-building cultivator, he had no chance of catching a cold. Why did he suddenly sneeze?
Who is scolding him?
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Li Xiaoliu immediately came back to his senses after hearing soft and concerned words, and said with a smile, "It's okay."
He handed the token to the white-robed elder guarding the door.
The elder swept his consciousness over, scratched out the merits in the token with one hand, and returned it, saying solemnly:
"Your merit is only enough to stay in the Spirit Tower for twenty-nine days. Remember to come out one day early."
Li Xiaoliu gave a poor, bitter smile and nodded awkwardly.
Xiang Sheng then handed over the token. The white-robed elder took a quick look with his spiritual sense, his expression instantly softening. He said gently, "You are the top disciple this time. The sect grants you three years of training in the Spirit Pagoda and Spirit Pool. You must cherish it and not waste it."
At this point, the elder in white cast a sidelong glance at Li Xiaoliu who was standing next to him, and said in a more serious tone, "It is strictly forbidden to lend it to others!"
"Elder Shouxin, you underestimate me too much."
Li Xiaoliu was very depressed. "Practicing in the Spiritual Pagoda is especially important for beginners like my junior sister. How could I stop her from practicing?
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