After the apprenticeship ceremony, Yang Anping moved to Chang Yi's place and learned the formation from Chang Yi.
Chang Yi really did as he promised and taught Yang Anping everything he knew without reservation.
During this period, Yang Anping also learned why Chang Yi wanted to accept a disciple for his master.
It turned out that Chang Yi's life span was running out, so Chang Yi was eager to have someone to inherit the Tianyi Sect.
Of course, there is also an appreciation for Yang Anping's talent, and the hope that he can become powerful and use the teleportation array created by Grandmaster Yuan Qing to connect to the Canglan Realm, thereby seeking a way out for the entire Lingyuan Realm.
In fact, letting Yang Anping be his junior fellow apprentice was just a little selfish desire of Chang Yi. In fact, even if Yang Anping was unwilling to become his master's disciple, he would pass on the knowledge of formations he had mastered to him.
Knowing that Chang Yi only had less than twenty years left to live, Yang Anping was naturally in a bad mood.
Although he had only spent a short time with his senior brother Chang Yi, Chang Yi was extremely kind to him. Not only did he teach him seriously, he also provided him with many resources for cultivation.
Brother Chang Yi did everything that their master Ning Qianshan should do for his disciple, and even did it better than any other master.
“Don’t feel sad for me, brother. Compared with some cultivators or mortals, I am actually much luckier. After all, I have lived to the moment when my lifespan runs out. What’s more, I have lived for four hundred years, which is very long compared to the short hundred years of ordinary people.” Seeing that Yang Anping, his junior brother who he had not known for long, was sad for him because he knew that he only had less than twenty years left to live, Chang Yi felt relieved and thought that he had not misjudged him.
He himself was very open-minded and not too sad.
After all, he had known for a long time that he had no hope of promotion, so he had prepared himself mentally. The only thing he couldn't let go of was the inheritance of his master. If the inheritance of his master was cut off with him, he would have no face to face his master after his death.
Now that he had accepted a disciple with great talent for his master, the inheritance of their Tianyi Sect could continue. He no longer had any last regrets and naturally felt happy.
While Yang Anping was learning formations with Chang Yi, Lilia and the others were not idle. Although they did not join Li Haiming's team, they formed a team of their own with four members, namely Lilia, Yang Anping, and the two brothers of the Jiang family.
However, Yang Anping was busy learning formations from Chang Yi, so he did not go out with Lilia and the others on weekdays. After all, Chang Yi did not have much time left, so he had to seize the time in these few years to thoroughly learn all the formation knowledge that Chang Yi had learned throughout his life.
As for Aunt Song and the other three, they moved out not long after arriving in Xingyue City. After all, they were different from Yang Anping and the others. Moreover, in Xingyue City, they could find a job to support themselves, unlike before, when they had to rely on Yang Anping and the others to survive.
Aunt Song and others were different from Zhang Qiang and his friends. They were already very grateful that Yang Anping and his friends were willing to take them with them, and naturally did not want to continue to trouble Yang Anping and his friends.
Moreover, they believed that with their friendship with Yang Anping and others, if they were in trouble in the future and needed help from Yang Anping and others, Yang Anping and others would help them at that time.
Seeing that Aunt Song and the others were about to leave, Yang Anping and Jiang Yi did not stop them.
If Aunt Song and the others didn't rely on them to support them during the years they hid in the mountains, they would definitely not survive. But now they are in Xingyue City, which is very safe, and Aunt Song and the others can support themselves through labor, so they really don't need to support Aunt Song and the others anymore.
Thanks to Chang Yi's instruction, Yang Anping made rapid progress in the art of formations. Before Chang Yi passed away, he taught Yang Anping everything he could. So when he died, he had no regrets. He passed away peacefully with a smile on his face.
After all, he had fulfilled his wish and allowed Tianyi Sect to inherit the tradition, and the Tianyi Sect's inheritance did not end in his hands.
Moreover, he lived for 400 years, which was longer than many people, and he died of old age, which was considered extremely lucky. Unlike some monks, they died at the hands of demons, were torn apart and eaten by demons, and not even a complete body was left.
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Time flies, and five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
For ordinary mortals, ten years is considered a long time, and fifty years might have changed everything.
But for the monks, time is just a blink of an eye.
"Why do those demons seem to be increasing in number? When we left the city today, we encountered five Jindan-stage demons and even a late Yuanying-stage demon. If we hadn't been lucky enough to meet Taoist Master Minghua, we would have become food for the demons."
"Hearing what you said, I realized that there has indeed been something strange recently. We monks have been going out to kill demons for so many years, so almost all the demons in the surrounding area have been eliminated. I didn't see a single demon outside the city for a long time before, but half a month ago, when I went out of the city with my companions, we also encountered many demons."
In a teahouse, a group of monks were gathered together to chat about recent events. Somehow they came to the topic of the demons. When they talked about the strange things they had discovered, they were shocked to find that they were not the only ones who had this feeling, and that everyone had had such an experience.
"How could the number of demons increase for no reason? Could it be, could it be..." A cultivator seemed to have thought of something and said to everyone, but because he escaped the fright, he was unable to utter those words for a long time.
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