"Qingran, this is the cave of our Jian Ge!" Flying sword, senior sister Yue Qianchi pointed to a thousand-foot-high peak in the distance.

Li Qingran looked carefully and could vaguely see many unopened caves or small stone houses. There were spiritual fields managed by the monks themselves near the caves and stone houses. The plants and decorations planted outside the caves and stone houses also showed the different tastes of these monks.

For example, the entrance to one cultivator's cave was full of chrysanthemums, while the other was full of huge fairy palms. Although he had never seen the original, Li Qingran thought to himself that these two must have completely different personalities.

Seeing Li Qingran deep in thought, Yue Qianchi thought that this mountain was shabby, so he smiled and explained, "Our Jian Ge is not like other sects. We don't have many caves and heavens. In order to increase the concentration of spiritual energy, the sect uses formations to gather the spiritual energy from other mountains to this mountain. In this way, although the disciples of various mountain sects all live here and it is a bit crowded, it can have a better cultivation environment and is more lively, right?"

Li Qingran nodded when he heard this, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

That man must be a pragmatic person.

Willing to sacrifice the sect's reputation to improve the welfare of the disciples.

When she was in Qingyun Sect, she had wondered why the sect did not gather the spiritual energy of several mountains together, but instead allowed the disciples to compete with each other.

She mentioned it to Qingxuan Dao, but Qingxuan Dao scolded her for being stupid.

It is said that cultivating immortals is a struggle against heaven, against nature, and against nature.

How can we reflect the difference between talent and personal effort when we all eat the same meal? But she thinks that the sect should be like a home, where everyone should unite and help each other instead of fighting each other.

Maybe her idea is too naive?

"Junior sister, do you have anything to say?"

"No." Li Qingran blushed as he looked at Yue Qianchi's clear eyes, and said with his head down: "Senior Sister, I think this place is great. Which caves are empty?"

Yue Qianchi pointed toward the mountain.

"Look, the mountainside used to be basically empty. These caves were dug by my disciples themselves. These were pits dug by my master when he was chasing the clan-suppressing beast. If you are not satisfied, you can fix it yourself."

"Why do so many people like to live on the other side?" Li Qingran asked curiously.

“That’s inconvenient.” Yue Qianchi shrugged. “It’s very tiring to ride a flying sword. The tenet of our Sword Pavilion is: when you go out, you can stand instead of flying, sit instead of standing, lie down instead of sitting, sleep instead of waking up, and die… cough cough, there’s nothing more to say.”

Li Qingran: “…”

Is this the life attitude of the Sword Pavilion monks?

It's really well placed.

As they got closer to the mountain, she saw many sword cultivators of all ages lying down. For example, there was a sword cultivator lying on the back of a turtle basking in the sun by the waterfall.

At first glance, it seems lazy.

But if you look closely, you will find a different kind of Zen.

"That's a senior brother who practices the ruthless way. His name is Yu Yushu. He is in the process of enlightenment. He is usually as quiet as a coffin, which is very boring." Yue Qianchi rolled his eyes, flew over with Li Qingran at an accelerated speed, and circled around the mountain again.

"How about it, Junior Sister, where will you live after choosing?"

Li Qingran blinked, and an image of a cliff on top of a mountain, the rising sun, and birds chirping appeared in his mind.

"Sister, I want to live on the top of the mountain."

"Okay." Yue Qianchi was not surprised.

Most of the disciples would choose the top of the mountain when they first came to Jian Ge.

The scenery is beautiful and the view is wide.

I thought it was okay to step on flying swords every day.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get tired of it eventually.

As time goes by, they will find out how painful it is to walk to morning classes every day. Not only do they have to get up very early, but they are also exhausted and there is nothing faster than walking slowly.

When the hottest time of summer comes, the sun is blazing in the sky, and the sun will calm you down after a day. After enduring the summer, there will be strong winds and snowstorms in winter, the mountains are full of birdsong and flowers, and the mountains are covered with ice and snow, and the snow will calm you down after a night.

Within half a year, these disciples will challenge other seniors to move their caves as far up the mountain as possible.

The disciples who are closer to the foot of the mountain are the strongest.

Yue Qianchi brought Li Qingran to the top of the mountain. There was already a small stone house covered with dust here. It was obvious that it had not been here for a long time.

"Okay, Junior Sister, I'll take you here. If you need anything, use the sound transmission talisman to call me. You're welcome to visit me at Cave No. 1 at the foot of the mountain."

Suddenly, a hint of wine aroma spread in the wind.

Yue Qianchi's eyes, which were originally lazy, immediately lit up. She hurriedly put Li Qingran down and licked her red lips: "Senior sister, I'm going to drink, hehehe~bye!"

Yue Qianchi stepped on the flying sword and blasted the mountain.

Her roar still echoes in the mountains.

"Junior sister, remember to attend the morning class tomorrow and don't be late!"

The sound gradually faded away, then reappeared:

"Junior Brother Xu An, I will count to three and hand over your newly brewed wine, or I will destroy your cave!"

"Don't even think about it, man!"

Boom——!

Two sword intentions rose in the mountain, followed by a series of fighting sounds, and the whole body was shaking. A few cranes on the edge of the cliff were dozing off, obviously used to these movements.

Li Qingran stood at the edge of the cliff for a while.

Turn around and walk into the stone house.

"It's time to start a new life. I'll go to the Sutra Library after morning class tomorrow."

She must help Master detoxify!

She wants her master to live long and healthy!

Li Qingran waved his fist to vent his anger, picked up the broom at the door and prepared to simply sweep the dusty room.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in the void.

[Qingran, if I don't see you for a day, can you still think of me as your teacher?]

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