Chapter 4: The prediction of Nangong Liuchu not coming true...
Nangong Liuchu's prediction did not come true. Not to mention that night, even two months later, Li Youyang had not looked for Bei Liyuan, as if he had already forgotten about him.
Except for the first night, these two months were almost the few peaceful days Bei Liyuan had lived since the death of his parents.
Before coming to Yunshan Sect, he had heard some rumors about Chengyan Jun from the servants. The look Chengyan Jun gave him that day and what Nangong Liuchu said to him made him almost certain that the rumors were true.
That day, Cheng Yanjun looked as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him up on the spot. He was even prepared to die together with him. But two months passed, and Cheng Yanjun seemed to have forgotten him.
He even really hoped that Cheng Yanjun would completely forget about him. He really liked this kind of peaceful life. His only concern was whether Uncle Wang was doing well after he left.
Bei Liyuan picked up the broom and started sweeping the yard today. Besides him, there were three other senior brothers in Chengyan Hall, but now only the second senior brother Nangong Liuchu was there. The eldest and third senior brothers were traveling and had not returned. Nangong Liuchu was busy practicing every day and had no time to take care of the yard, so the yard was inevitably messy. He didn't have to care about it, but two months of peaceful life made him want to settle down here. Naturally, his own home should be bright and clean.
While cleaning the room that day, he saw Li Youyang. They met again after two months. Bei Liyuan actually stood there in a daze, looking at this man.
Under the pear tree, Li Youyang sat quietly, with a snow-white robe draped loosely on his body, his loose snow-white hair scattered on his slender body, one hand lazily supporting half of his cheek, and the other hand boredly stroking the teacup that had long been cold.
His posture was lazy and relaxed, but he couldn't hide the cold aura around him, like an inviolable god.
Sometimes his brows furrowed tightly, his features stern and stern, his eyes thick with frost, as cold as polar ice. In a flash, the birds and beasts fell silent, and everything around him was as still as an icy abyss. Sometimes, his brows relaxed, his expression filled with an indelible tenderness. The grass and trees revived, the spring breeze swayed the willows, and the birds and beasts chirped, like a spring river bringing warmth and tranquility.
After Bei Liyuan regained consciousness, he began to doubt himself. Was this person truly the same person as the Cheng Yanjun from that day? No, they were definitely not the same person. He would never forget the greedy, filthy look Cheng Yanjun had given him, while this person, like a god forced to enter the mortal world by punishment, was detached from the mundane world. It was impossible for a person's demeanor to be so different.
Thinking of this, he walked to Li Youyang and bowed respectfully: "Master."
Nangong Liuchu happened to pass by and stared at Beiliyuan in a daze. What's wrong with this guy? He doesn't want to pay attention to such a good senior brother, but instead takes the initiative to provoke that idiot. Just look at the way the idiot looked at him that day. He wasn't afraid that the idiot would do something to him on a whim.
Then the next moment, Nangong Liuchu drew a big "?" with shock in his eyes.
Li Youyang just nodded slightly and didn't even look at Bei Liyuan.
Then Bei Liyuan continued to sweep, and Li Youyang continued to look at Lihua with soft eyes.
Nangong Liuchu rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his eyes darkening slightly. Something was wrong. This person wasn't that idiot. It seemed the thunderbolt that day wasn't an accident. The idiot must have been possessed, but...it didn't make sense! Which wandering spirit had such poor taste to choose such an idiot as its possessor?
Nangong Liuchu curled his lips. Whether it is true or not, we will know after trying it.
After thinking about it, Nangong Liuxing walked to Li Youyang's side and bowed respectfully: "Master, I have my eyes on a common immortal sword. It would be perfect for my junior brother. I need 10,000 spirit stones."
Ten thousand spirit stones for a common-grade immortal sword—Isn't that a scam? Normal common-grade immortal swords are all under a thousand spirit stones, and top-grade ones are no more than three thousand. Guessing Cheng Yanjun's attitude toward his disciples, Li Youyang gave him the spirit stones directly and kindly warned, "A mid-grade immortal sword is only around five thousand spirit stones. Don't be fooled."
Nangong Liuchu took the spirit stone. The fool had no idea about this and bowed, "Thank you, Master."
After a while, seeing that Nangong Liuchu still didn't leave, Li Youyang frowned and asked, "Anything else?"
Nangong Liuchu shook his head: "No."
"If you have nothing else to do, please leave."
Nangong Liuchu bowed and retreated, and the moment he turned around, he raised the corner of his lips. That idiot only pretended to be generous in front of outsiders, and would always try to get the money back afterwards. Apart from the commission, whenever they had other requests, the idiot would always make other demands to recover the interest. Now this guy gave it to them so easily, it was indeed because he was possessed by someone else.
That idiot was already disgusting, and he deserved to be possessed. He had no intention of avenging him anyway. He needed to inform the eldest and third brothers about this matter. After all, the other party's origins and goals were unknown, so he still had to be on guard.
Thinking of this, Nangong Liuchu couldn't help laughing again. This wandering soul must have been a fool in his life. How could he have thought of choosing this idiot to possess someone else's body? How could he have thought of that?
Li Youyang sneezed and rubbed his nose. Perhaps this body was allergic to pear blossoms. He knew full well that a good death was worse than a miserable life.
He didn't plan to take a disciple with him. It was enough that he had taught a disaster. He didn't want to stay in this immortal sect any longer. If people found out that he was not Lord Chengyan and mistakenly thought that he had taken over someone else's body, he would inevitably suffer. It would be better for him to find an opportunity to fake his death and live an ordinary life.
Thinking of this, Li Youyang stretched, put away the teacup and prepared to return to his room.
The moment he stood up, Bei Liyuan stopped sweeping and looked at Li Youyang's back for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.
It was not until a long time later that Bei Liyuan understood why he walked over at that time. It turned out that there really was such a person who was deeply engraved in his heart after just one meeting, and it would be difficult to let go and forget him. But now he didn't think much about it.
"Elder Li, it's been two months. When will you take Bei Liyuan to pay homage to the founder of our Yunshan Sect?"
Luo Yinzhu called out to Li Youyang with a dark face. He had originally intended to guide Bei Liyuan privately, but he hadn't seen him for two months. He thought that Li Youyang didn't let Bei Liyuan leave Chengyan Palace, so he came over.
Li Youyang was a little uncomfortable with being yelled at suddenly. In the past, he was the only one who gave the cold shoulder to others, but no one dared to give the cold shoulder to him. He immediately felt a little unhappy.
But he quickly realized what was happening, stopped and looked at Luo Yinzhu, coughing awkwardly twice: "It's been so long since I accepted a disciple, I almost forgot to show him to the Grandmaster after I accepted one."
Luo Yinzhu frowned: "I knew you didn't remember this at all. Better today than today, let's do it."
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In the ancestral hall, Li Youyang was slightly stunned when looking at the ancestral tablet. Lu Huo, could it be that Lu Huo?
Luo Yinzhu frowned slightly and said coldly, "Who is in charge of taking care of the ancestral hall today? How come they didn't even care that the portrait of the ancestor fell?"
"Master, I am a new disciple."
"Call him over."
Not long after, the new disciple Lin Chuxing entered and bowed, "Master, when I was cleaning, the portrait was still hanging on the wall. I don't know when it fell off."
Luo Yinzhu carefully re-hung the portrait, looked at Lin Chu with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This altar is covered with dust. Tell me the truth, did you clean it today?"
In the past, the disciples who were supposed to clean the ancestral hall had not done so and no one had bothered to ask. When it was Lin Chu's turn, he thought no one was watching and slacked off. He was caught in the act and hurriedly knelt down to admit his mistake: "Master, it was... I was lazy for a moment. Please punish me. I will never do it again."
Luo Yinzhu couldn't stand his disciples being lazy. If they weren't diligent and didn't have much talent to begin with, how could they possibly cultivate to immortality? He said coldly, "The path to immortality is most forbidden to be lazy. Your master will punish you by sweeping the sect for three months. Do you have any complaints?"
Lin Chu kowtowed: "Disciple accepts the punishment."
Li Youyang looked at the dust on the altar. It hadn't been cleaned for at least two months. It was just unlucky that he was caught.
"Elder Li."
Li Youyang came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at the portrait, and couldn't help but hold his forehead. It was really him. According to seniority, this person should call him Grand Master Uncle, and he should also call Bei Liyuan Uncle Master. He remembered that this person had ascended to become an earthly immortal when he was alive. Bei Liyuan would probably be hit by a thunderbolt if he bowed to him. He wondered if he could bear it?
Seeing that Li Youyang's soul had drifted away again, Luo Yinzhu shook her head helplessly: "Nangong Liuchu, light the incense."
Nangong Liuchu was originally observing Li Youyang secretly, and was startled when his name was suddenly called. After coming to his senses, he stepped forward to light the incense and handed it to Bei Liyuan: "Junior brother, bow three times to the ancestor, and then insert the incense into the incense burner."
Three bows? Li Youyang held his forehead. This was enough for Lu Huo to bear.
Bei Liyuan took the incense and walked to the tablet. Just as he was about to bow, the tablet suddenly fell over.
Nangong Liuchu was slightly startled. This had never happened before. Could it be the wind? He thought about going forward to straighten the tablet.
Just as Bei Liyuan was about to take action, the tablet fell over again. After this happened three or four times, not only did the tablet fall over, but even the portrait fell off.
A smile flashed across Nangong Liuchu's eyes. This was quite interesting. Once or twice it could be said to be wind, but now the situation was clearly intentional by the Grandmaster.
Li Youyang rubbed his brows. This kid, Lu Huo, didn't want to be struck for no reason. If he didn't take action today, he might not be able to worship the ancestor. Just as he was about to take the tablet, Luo Yinzhu's eyes darkened. "Elder Li, what are you going to do?"
Li Youyang was usually terrible at lying, but now he had to make up stories almost all the time. He sighed and said unnaturally, "The wind is so strong that it always blows the tablet down. I thought I could hold it and it would be fine."
Luo Yinzhu was speechless for a moment.
Li Youyang held the tablet, deliberately tilted it slightly, and said to Bei Liyuan, "Pray."
Bei Liyuan did as he was told, and this time the tablet did not cause any trouble. After the worship, Li Youyang put the tablet back to its original place and took Bei Liyuan away from the ancestral hall.
After everyone left, Nangong Liuchu looked at the tablet of the ancestor. There were some tricks to today's matter. First, the ancestor did not agree with Bei Liyuan's joining the Yunshan Sect, but even the ancestor who was a fool did not react, let alone the talented Bei Liyuan. Obviously, the ancestor did not have this reason, so it could only be the second one. The ancestor did not dare to accept Bei Liyuan's incense. In the world of cultivation, not daring to accept incense is mostly a problem of seniority. In other words, Bei Liyuan's seniority is now higher than the ancestor.
And since the Patriarch was happy to accept Li Youyang's embrace of the tablet, the problem must lie with this wandering spirit that had taken over another's body. If what he believed was true, then the Patriarch would also be unable to tolerate his incense.
Thinking of this, Nangong Liuchu relit the incense and faced the tablet of the ancestor. Just as he was about to worship, the tablet fell over. After trying this three times, Nangong Liuchu confirmed his conclusion that the seniority of this wandering soul was very high, and even the seniority of them, his disciples, had been raised.
After leaving the ancestral hall, a smile flashed across Nangong Liuchu's eyes. Things seemed to be getting more and more interesting. What was the origin of this wandering soul? It was actually at least two generations higher than the ancestor of Yunshan Sect.
After returning, he checked Lu Huo's background. When he found out that Lu Huo was the disciple of Bai Yu Shenjun, the former elder of Guanhe Sword Sect, he dropped the scroll in his hand to the ground in excitement.
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