Chapter 9: Remorse

The floating light flowed, and Shangguan Xiaowan and Yang Yunfei were wrapped in white light and flew towards the main peak of Xunyin Mountain.

Restlessly suspended in the light, Yang Yunfei cautiously looked at his feet.

He saw that the trees were rapidly receding at his feet, and the dangerous peaks that usually took half a day to climb were now being swept by.

"Senior Sister Shangguan, you are so powerful. Swallowing the air, Yang Yunfei said with envy.

"This is my skill, this is a secret weapon given by the Guru. Shaking the white jade ring in his hand, Shangguan Xiaowan showed Yang Yunfei the runes on it without hesitation, "Traveling through the sky is a realm that can only be reached by a hall grandmaster, and ordinary disciples like us must at least reach the realm of a grandmaster before they can climb into the air." ā€

"Climb into the air?"

"That's what the disciples in the mountains often do, flying dozens of feet in the air, and then falling down and continuing to move forward. Shangguan Xiaowan explained.

"But I see that some senior brothers, their cultivation doesn't seem to have reached the realm of a grandmaster, and they can still fly out of several zhang. ā€

"How many zhang can you fly?" Shangguan Xiaowan chuckled, "For ordinary people, it is true that they can fly five or six zhang, but for martial artists, they can only be called flying when they reach a hundred zhang and a thousand zhang." However, it is true that some disciples have better talents, and they can also fly out of the realm of Wuying, but that requires the body and mind to cooperate with each other. ā€

"I see. Yang Yunfei nodded abruptly.

"Look, we're almost there. ā€

Signaling Yang Yunfei to look ahead, Yang Yunfei saw a white patch in front of him, with Shangguan Xiaowanxiu's hand, the surrounding clouds and mist seemed to turn into crystalline water droplets, through these water droplets, Yang Yunfei saw the scene outside.

The main peak of the perennial mysterious, secluded in the clouds and mist, is actually a crystal white snow peak, the black mountain and the white snowflakes blend with each other, revealing a transcendence that is not vulgar in the world.

And the master of Xunyin Mountain, the ruler of Xunyin Mountain, the dojo of Ion Jing, as a half-saint, is actually a wide field on the peak, unobstructed, and the wind that blows on all sides is comparable to a knife.

"Wear this secret weapon, or you'll be blown into a pulp!"

He handed a black ring to Yang Yunfei, and Yang Yunfei wore it on the index finger of his right hand like Shangguan Wan'er.

As the ring approached Yang Yunfei's right hand, his body immediately seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, which was very light, but it could block the wind that could smash steel.

Looking at Ion Jing from afar, Yang Yunfei shuddered.

The old man, dressed in a white gauze robe and with white hair, seemed to be looking forward to his arrival.

Walking to the approach, Yang Yunfei saw an empty porcelain plate on the rock where Ion Jing was sitting, which he had used to hold sugar cakes last night.

"Are you Yang Yunfei?" Ion Jing slowly spoke, his voice was not majestic, but very kind.

"Back to the master, I'm Yang Yunfei. ā€

"Don't be inhibited, I'm looking for you to ask about this snack. Lighting the edge of the porcelain plate, Ion Jing asked with interest, "Who taught you how to make this cake?"

Hearing Ion Jing's question, Yang Yunfei instinctively remembered what Liang Tianci had explained to him.

"I was taught by a friend of mine, and he said that it would be nice to fry the pancakes with black bean dregs and sprinkle a little sugar at the end. Yang Yunfei responded.

"What kind of friend is it?"

"It's my village, and I haven't been back since my parents died. ā€

"So..."After a pause, Ijing asked again, "Then did he teach you other dim sum recipes?"

"Yes, he will, I will. Yang Yunfei nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then you can practice more when you have time, and on the second day of every month, you send me a copy to taste. ā€

"Yes, Master!"

Not knowing how to salute, Yang Yunfei knelt down, and after respectfully kowtowing three times to Ion Jing, he silently retreated.

And Shangguan Xiaowan, who was standing on the side, was so shocked that she pinched a cold sweat!

Seeing that Ion Jing was not angry, but looked at Yang Yunfei with a smile, Shangguan Xiaowan was relieved and stepped forward to take him back to the bottom of the mountain.

"You are stupid! How can you bow down to the Master!"

The light shrouded and floated down the mountain, and Shangguan Xiaowan complained to Yang Yunfei with palpitations.

"What's the matter? Aren't you going to bow down to the martial master?" asked Yang Yunfei with a confused expression.

"Kneeling for a long time is to show respect to the strong, but kneeling down and kowtowing three times, and then getting up by yourself, that is the etiquette of apprenticeship. Shangguan Xiaowan looked at Yang Yunfei amusedly, watching him panic and be at a loss, "Fortunately, the master didn't say anything, but you are not allowed to talk about this matter with others after you go down!"

"If you don't say it, I won't say it!" Yang Yunfei shook his head like a rattle in fright.

"Okay, now that the master has to see you once a month, you don't have to worry about what Zuo Ruonan dares to do to you. Shangguan Xiaowan said with a sigh of relief.

ā€œ... Senior Sister Shangguan, thank you, thank you for being willing to hand me the sugar cake to the master. Yang Yunfei didn't know what to say, and he didn't dare to look at Shangguan Xiaowan, his two big rough hands grabbed each other nervously, and suddenly remembered that the ring was still being worn, "Senior sister, this one will be returned to you." ā€

"You can keep it for now, because there is no evidence, and others still don't believe that the guru will love to eat the gadgets you make. After a pause, Shangguan Xiaowan asked again, "Anyway, are the sugar cakes you made really so delicious? Even the master of pure cultivation has broken the vows." ā€

"Then I'll make a little more another day, and I'll give my senior sister a taste. Yang Yunfei hurriedly said.

"It's finally open!" Stretching out his hand to Yang Yunfei's forehead, Shangguan Xiaowan said with a smile, "It's effortless to say thank you, you have to have something that you can see and touch to be sincere." Okay, you go, I'll come to you on the second day of the next month. ā€

"Okay, senior sister, go slowly!"

Waving his hand, Yang Yunfei excitedly sent away the white light in front of him, he looked at the black jade ring on his hand excitedly, worried that he would be damaged when he did heavy work, so he hurriedly found a rope, strung the ring as a pendant, and hung it around his neck.

"You said that Zuo Ruonan's kid, when he heard that Yun Fei was called away by the master, his face turned green, and people who didn't know thought he had eaten flies!"

"No, that kid is just a bully who is afraid of the hard!" said the dwarf boy, covering his swollen right cheek, "But you say, what can the master do when he looks for Yunfei?... Yunfei, you're back!"

Surprised to find that Yang Yunfei had returned to his residence, standing in the courtyard smirking and touching his chest, the dwarf immediately surrounded him, and asked what was going on.

"It's actually very simple, in fact, the lama likes the snacks I give, so he asks me to send them to him every month in the future. Yang Yunfei said.

"You're not going to lie to us, are you?" said the dwarfs with a wink.

"Of course it's true!" As he spoke, Yang Yunfei was about to take out the pendant in his arms, and at the same time, Lao Hei walked out of the room, "What is really fake? Is today's thing done? You can't let the other disciples starve because you were beaten, go cook!"

As soon as the scolding spread, everyone immediately dispersed.

"Yunfei. With his hands behind his back, Lao Hei looked at Yang Yunfei who was approaching, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you so ignorant?

"I... I—" Yang Yunfei was speechless for a while, and then lowered his head, "I was wrong. ā€

"Pay attention to your actions in the future, when the news spreads, there must be a lot of people who have ideas about you, and I can't cope with how they will deal with you when the time comes. Yang Yunfei was warned again, and Lao Hei shook his head in disappointment and left.

Standing on the spot, Yang Yunfei looked at Lao Hei's back, his heart full of remorse.