Chapter 158: Amemiya Kotone and the girl holding an umbrella [As long as I don’t sleep, this day will not be over]
Zhao Liangchen stood respectfully in front of the hall, with two people sitting at the top.
One is the leader of Feilai Sect, Yao Ding Zhenren.
One is Zhao Liangchen’s master, Elder Yao Lian.
Elder Yao Lian is the head sect leader's senior brother. He has a red nose, a slightly plump figure, and looks naive.
He is highly respected in the sect, and Zhao Liangchen and Lang Yuyan are both his disciples.
Zhao Liangchen has complicated feelings towards this master.
Back then, Elder Yao Lian used to secretly give him an Eight Jade Dust-Removing Pill every month, claiming it was a private tonic for his beloved disciple.
Later I learned that the master gave me an Eighteen Jade Dustless Pill every day...
After he broke through into the Qi Hai realm, Elder Yao Lian gifted him a top-grade flying sword, which he treated as a treasure and polished every day.
A year later, Junior Brother made a breakthrough, and Elder Yao Lian asked the Sect Master for the Night Dragon Sword...
After he missed the opportunity to become the chief disciple, Elder Yao Lian gave him a secret Thunder Department talisman to comfort his depressed mood.
Later I learned that every time my junior brother exorcised evil spirits, he would use a stack of Thunder Department's evil-killing talismans to pile up and kill the other party...
Zhao Liangchen wanted to cry several times but had no tears.
I once dreamed of completely crushing my junior fellow apprentice with my strength.
However, after meeting Li Chu, he began to look down on the resources in the sect.
Even if you give me all these, what would it matter?
In front of Li Chu, can I surpass his face or his sword?
Maybe……
Before I knew it...
The person that haunted his dreams had changed...
Just now, he loudly told his plan to the headmaster and his master.
"Nonsense." Before the head of the sect could say anything, Elder Yao Lian refuted, "How can we be assured that you have someone else pretend to be our disciple to join the battle? Can you guarantee the realm and strength of that person?"
"Better than you." Zhao Liangchen replied.
“That’s also…” Elder Yao Lian seemed to be about to sneer, but he only laughed once and suddenly stopped. Wait…
He looked at Zhao Liangchen suspiciously, "You mean... stronger than you?"
"Better than you, Master." Zhao Liangchen repeated clearly.
"Is it true?" The leader Yao Ding Zhenren beside him asked with some doubt.
After all, it was too much of an exaggeration for a young Taoist priest from the countryside of Yuhang Town to suddenly say that he was stronger than Elder Yao Lian, who was in the early stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm.
At this age, even the pride of the Twelve Immortal Sects may not be able to break through and transform into a dragon.
"He once killed a Yali that was comparable to a ghost general." Zhao Liangchen said.
"What's the big deal..." Elder Yao Lian curled his lips.
"One sword." Zhao Liangchen added.
"Even if it's just one sword..."
Master Yao Ding shook his head. This was not impossible for Elder Yao Lian.
"And I saw with my own eyes that sword, the sky and the earth changed color. Not to mention one Yali, even if there were ten, I would have killed them."
Although a long time had passed, Zhao Liangchen was still a little absent-minded when he mentioned the charm of Li Chu's sword.
Master Yao Ding stared at Zhao Liangchen for a long time, and seeing that he did not seem to be pretending, he asked:
"How did you invite such a master? What price did you pay?"
"Make a talisman." Zhao Liangchen said.
"Ah?" Elder Yao Lian looked at his disciple with regret, "Is the sacrifice so great?"
“…”
Zhao Liangchen grinned in panic and explained, "He wants to learn the basics of talisman making, and I promised to teach him."
"A cultivator with such amazing talent can't even do the basics of talisman making?" Master Yao Ding was a little surprised again.
"He is a little... weird." Zhao Liangchen said: "In addition, I also paid a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, which is all my savings. Master, the head of the sect... If this is really feasible, this reimbursement..."
“Uh.” Upon hearing this, Master Yao Ding stood up with his sleeves swung and his hands behind his back, saying, “We can ask him to come for a meeting, but whether it’s feasible or not will be decided later. I remembered that I have some clothes drying out and haven’t collected them yet, so I’ll leave first.”
With one step, his figure floated away from here and appeared in the misty mountain outside the door.
Just take one step at a time.
Zhao Liangchen was shocked and turned to look at his master.
"Oh, there was soup cooking on the stove when I went out. It's broken."
Elder Yao Lian muttered something to himself as he also jumped up, used a light body technique, turned into an afterimage, and scurried away.
In an instant, the hall was empty and only Zhao Liangchen was left.
He blinked, a little sadly.
The headmaster and the master...
These two people were just fine, and they were gone just like that...
He couldn't help but think of the time when he was twelve years old, when he first knew that his master, Master Yao Lian...
His secular surname is Bu.
A full name almost came out of his mouth.
…
At the top of Feilai Mountain, there is a "Feiyun Palace".
In Feiyun Palace, there is a statue of the founder, the brilliant "Flying Taoist" who lived more than a thousand years ago.
The golden statue enshrined on the altar shows Taoist Fei sitting cross-legged and playing the zither.
The statue is fake, but the Yaoqin is real. It was the favorite thing of Taoist Fei in those days and was left here.
Legend has it that the reason why Taoist Fei stayed here was because there was a woman he loved who lived on the opposite mountain. The woman's whereabouts were elusive, and she would only appear when it rained, and listen to the sound of the flute in the rain.
Taoist Fei would stay on the top of the mountain every day. Whenever it rained, he would play the piano and respond to the woman from afar.
In the intervals between sunny days, he took in disciples and preached, and casually founded the Feilai Sect.
Later, this relationship probably did not produce any results. No one heard the master mention that woman again, and Zhang Yaoqin was also left here and was unable to accompany him in his travels around the world.
However.
The immortal music is spiritual.
From later generations till now, whenever it rains on this peak, this jade harp will automatically play, emitting lingering sounds full of ancient charm, as if it had been flowing from thousands of years ago.
Therefore, Feiyun Palace is also known as "Rain Palace".
The sound of the piano that appears automatically whenever it rains has become one of the ten wonders of Hangzhou and is called "The Sound of the Piano in the Rain Palace".
Fortunately, it was raining when Qiong Ji went up the mountain.
The gurgling sound of the piano flows from Feiyun Palace, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable physically and mentally.
She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with wavy blonde hair tied with a ribbon at her neck, forming a beautiful curve.
Looking at her appearance, she had a pair of beautiful amber eyes that seemed to reflect gemstones. She had snow-white skin, was tall, and had a curvy figure. It was clear that she had some Western Hu blood.
But she has delicate skin and a slim frame, and from a distance she looks no different from a Heluo woman.
Probably a rare mixed-race.
This beautiful girl was wearing a rare plain white dress, with a loose upper body and only a jade belt tied tightly around her waist to outline her waist. However, her slender and round legs were completely exposed, with most of them exposed, a little fleshy, and trembling slightly when she walked, which was eye-catching.
In her hand she held a light oil-paper umbrella with beautiful petal patterns printed on it, just like the ones on the flower trees on both sides of the path up the mountain.
Although the autumn rain is cold and windy, there is no need for a cultivator to carry an umbrella.
It's just that the girl wants to look good.
Hold an umbrella to catch the falling flowers.
Look at the west wind riding on a skinny horse.
The one walking in front was the disciple of Feilai Sect. When visiting someone's mountain gate for the first time, one had to walk up the path behind the mountain gate to show respect.
Behind him followed a somewhat unsightly middle-aged fat man, wearing a silk dress embroidered with copper coins, with squinting eyes, and walking with his chest puffed out and belly protruding, swaying unsteadily. He didn't look like a cultivator, but more like a mortal merchant.
This person is the guardian elder sent by Feixian City, Shen Erfu.
"Oh my." Shen Erfu looked around and kept clicking his tongue. "They say the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. We have seen a lot along the way."
"In our desert, if it weren't for the ingenious planting and careful care, how could we see such beautiful flowers and trees? I wonder how much they would cost if they were sold."
"The sound of the Amemiya zither is also wonderful. I have heard about it for a long time and finally got to see it today. It really cleanses the soul and cultivates sentiments. It is good, really good."
"If you ask me, the prize for this conference should be the Yaoqin."
"No, it never rains where we are. Well... I guess the people from Feilai Sect can't give it to us either."
"Second Uncle..."
Qiong Ji originally wanted to create a beautiful artistic conception, but this middle-aged man kept chattering in her ears, and the girl finally couldn't stand it anymore.
She frowned and said, "We may not win for sure, why bother raising such a gamble?"
"Haha." Shen Erfu patted his belly, "Other families may not necessarily win, but we are sure to win against Feilai Sect."
"Second uncle did some research before coming here. The chief disciple of their generation is just a useless person, good looking but useless. He is worse than nothing."
"Every time I exorcise evil spirits, I use a bunch of thunder talismans to kill evil spirits, and they send electricity back and forth."
"You can't see or hear anything because of the electric shock, so he just relies on a pretty face to trick girls into liking him. Only girls like you are stupid enough to only look at his face, otherwise who would think he can do it? Haha, ask him what else he can do without the electric shock?"
The disciple who led the Feilai Sect in front of him heard him belittling his chief disciple and wanted to refute him. But after thinking about it, he actually felt that he was right...
So angry.
I had to shut myself off for a while and pretend I couldn't hear it.
Qiong Ji also had a dark line on her face: "Second Uncle, please be careful with your words. What do you mean by us little girls? I am different from those superficial girls. I don't look at faces."
"real?"
"Of course..." Qiong Ji frowned and nodded heavily.
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and found that he had reached the top of the mountain.
At first glance, she saw a figure standing in front of Feiyun Palace.
He was wearing a green Taoist robe with fine stitching, which was extremely plain, and he didn't even carry an umbrella in the rain.
A face as white as jade, with two strands of hair floating in the wind. The sky is above her head, and the mountains are under her feet. She seems to be isolated from the world, as if she has ascended to heaven.
Qiong Ji suddenly changed the subject, her voice trembling...
"Of course not..."
(End of this chapter)
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