The girl with the little deer spirit pet by her side can only be Senior Sister Yang Ting.
Seeing her running up happily, the old woman couldn't help but smile, feeling young, happy, and wonderful.
When she smiled, she had the kind and gentle demeanor of an elder.
It also has a certain grandeur.
She seemed like a woman who had weathered many storms and could take everything in stride.
At this moment, the junior sister who had run up also saw that outsiders had come into the mountain gate. She immediately stepped forward, put her hands behind her back, swayed slightly, and asked with great curiosity, "Who are you? What brings you to our Bixian Sect?"
The girl before me came from a sect, so she must be a disciple of the Bixian Sect.
The old woman immediately felt a sense of kinship, cupped her hands, and replied while holding her lapis lazuli cane, "To answer your question, young lady, this old woman was also a disciple of the Bixian Sect. That was more than fifty years ago. This time, I've returned to the sect to visit my master. I don't know if I've disturbed the sect; I'm truly guilty, truly guilty."
"Senior, are you also a disciple of the Bixian Sect? Can you prove it? Show me a Bixian Sect immortal technique. If you can, then I'll believe you." The junior sister was overjoyed, and her face immediately lit up with anticipation.
"Alright. The Thunder Control Sword Technique, is that alright?" The old woman smiled, happy to prove her identity. She held the cyan-gold cane in her hand as a sword, and with a light wave, a bolt of lightning was unleashed.
Although there was no target to strike, the overwhelming power of the Azure Thunder still manifested itself, astonishingly.
The junior sister watched it and found it particularly enjoyable.
The magical skills of our sect are just so beautiful.
The junior sister immediately smiled and said, "As expected of a senior from my sect. I will go and inform my senior sister right away. Please come with me quickly, I will take you to see my eldest senior sister."
The junior sister excitedly waved to them, urging them to hurry up and come into the sect.
"Thank you." Seeing how warmly the junior sister of the Bixian Sect treated them, the old woman was in a great mood. After thanking her, she hurriedly leaned on her blue-gold cane and followed the junior sister to see the senior sister she had mentioned.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, the lapis lazuli cane landed on the bluestone path with a crisp sound, as if walking on one's heart, so touching.
After all, it was a place she had visited for decades. How could the old woman not be filled with emotion upon revisiting it today?
Along the way, I felt that Bixian Sect had changed a bit, but not by much.
Some changes are merely traces left by time, like some rocks that have become smoother because later generations have touched them, making them smoother.
Some walls are more mottled, and in some places, green moss has grown.
However, the old woman could still recognize it in general; this was the place where she used to live and learn immortal skills, her sect, the Jade Immortal Sect.
Returning to her former sect, the old woman couldn't help but stand there, tears streaming down her face.
"senior."
It wasn't until the eldest and second senior sisters heard about this, that former disciples had returned to visit their sect, and immediately came to see her, that the old woman couldn't help but smile, wipe away the tears in her eyes, and then happily smiled as she took the initiative to bow to the eldest senior sister Qi Xue and the second senior sister Su Qing.
“Young lady, senior, this old woman dares not accept such praise. I am Han Feng, a disciple of the Bixian Sect, thirty-first generation, fifty years ago. I apologize for disturbing the sect by visiting your sect today.”
"Since you were a disciple of the Bixian Sect in the past, you are naturally our senior. Senior, please don't be so modest. May I ask if you have returned to the sect this time just to stay for a while and revisit familiar places, or do you have something to ask of the sect?" Senior Sister Qi Xue naturally asked Han Feng's purpose first.
The eldest sister clearly knew that no one would return to the sect without a reason.
"Well... this old woman is just getting old and nostalgic. She wanted to come back to the places she used to visit and revisit them. I'm already satisfied with what I've achieved today. If I could offer incense to the ancestral masters at the ancestral hall, I would have no regrets in this life." Han Feng gave a slightly self-deprecating bitter smile and formally made a request to her senior sister, Qi Xue.
Seeing that her sect had fallen into such decline, how could she bear to tell them about her troubles?
He only said he wanted to offer incense.
Senior Sister Qi Xue said, "Alright. Allow me to check the list of disciples in the sect. Once I confirm your identity, you can naturally offer incense at the ancestral hall."
"Thank you for your trouble, senior sister." Han Feng did not presume on her status. Although she was a senior, she still did not act as if she were one.
At this moment, she only regarded her as an old woman and showed extra respect to Qi Xue, the senior sister of the Bixian Sect who was in charge of the sect's daily affairs.
"Please follow me." Although Senior Sister Qi Xueren was aloof, she did not show any disrespect to the guests and gestured for them to follow her to the Ancestral Shrine.
Upon arriving near the ancestral hall, the eldest disciple, Qi Xue, asked them to wait a moment below the hall.
She took her second senior sister, Su Qing, and first went to check the name the old woman had mentioned to verify whether Han Feng was among the thirty-first generation of disciples.
Although there is only a name and no photo, there is no need to worry too much about someone impersonating them.
There's no benefit in impersonating a disciple of the Bixian Sect to offer incense. Besides, according to my junior sister, this senior elder has already used the Thunder Control Sword Technique, which is enough to prove that she was a disciple of the Bixian Sect in the past. Therefore, verifying her name is just a routine procedure.
Sure enough, in the disciple register, they found the name Han Feng, who had joined the Bixian Sect more than fifty years ago.
The old woman's identity has been confirmed.
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