Chapter 22 A Trip to Mount Kinabalu
Zhao Xiang disappeared, except for Wang Yun and a few other personal disciples and the sect leader Yin Changzong who were more confused, no one else knew about it, and everything in the Liuyun Sect was running as usual.
In the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and the day of the Wanzong Dynasty Meeting is getting closer and closer, and the high-level officials in the sect have begun to look for dots, Yin Changzong has ordered a few elders with manners and manners, and has selected some outstanding disciples to prepare to accompany him, but there has been no news of Zhao Xiang for a long time. He couldn't help but worry in his heart, it was impossible for Zhao Xiang to excuse this kind of important matter by retreat or travel, and even so, he hadn't been noticed yet, which was really weird!
On this day, Jingming came to visit, and after entering the house, he directly explained his intentions, and asked Ye Shaowen, a disciple of Bigu, to go to the court with him. He was surprised: "Is it the foundation building disciple last time, that kind of qualification, has already cultivated to the valley?" Jing Ming smiled and nodded.
He pondered for a while, and readily agreed, regardless of the fact that this disciple was indeed a little different, just Elder Jingming had done too many things to the sect over the years, and he was a former friend, so he didn't want to scare him.
In the past few years, Ye Shaowen and Wanyu have practiced in the medicine garden, but now he is even sweeter and happier in his heart than in the past. When he was still building the foundation, he was more in awe with Wan Yu in the medicine garden, and he didn't dare to exceed the rules except for cultivation, for fear of making her angry. And now, he can feel that Wan Yu's mind has changed, and he is no longer as indifferent as in the past, and the two of them often play some jokes in addition to their usual practice.
There are even times when she has to grind her ears and temples, and she just doesn't see Ye Shaowen's frivolous behavior, and she doesn't stop him.
One day, I was notified, and a deacon spread the word outside, and a month later was the period of the court meeting, and the sect master named Wanyu and others to pack up and prepare to go to Zhongzhu Sacred Mountain, and Jingming also sent a deacon to inform Ye Shaowen to let him prepare to accompany him.
The two glanced at each other, and they were a little reluctant, Ye Shaowen saw her frowning, and was a little embarrassed, changing her plain and elegant appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "If you are reluctant, we will not go." Regardless of the tide of the outside world and the vicissitudes of life, the Dao Immortals have practiced this life in this medicine garden, and it is very fast!"
Wanyu was a little ashamed when she heard him say this, and sighed after a while: "You are talking nonsense again, how can the Great Dao be abolished like a child's play?"
"Before I met you, I only had the avenue in my heart, and after I met you, you are also my avenue, hehe, the same avenue, can't you take that?!"
Wan Yu took a sip, took out a colored conch and handed it to Ye Shaowen, and said shyly: "You take her away, don't let it go!" Ye Shaowen now knows that this is a magic weapon specially used for sound transmission, the original pair, even if the two color snails are separated by thousands of miles, they can be transmitted to each other in an instant with spiritual power stimulation, in addition, there are thousands of miles of transmission notes that are even more powerful, and can be directly transmitted to the ears of designated people, but the price is not known to be high, I am afraid that even Yin Changzong does not have a few......
Ye Shaowen smiled happily and put it away carefully.
In the past few years, with the help of Wan Yu, his Bigu realm can be regarded as quite stable, so he immediately went to visit Elder Jingming and thanked him for his kindness by the way. When I arrived at the cave, I knocked on the door and passed the sound, only to see a boy inside, about ten years old, who had already cultivated at the sixth level of qi refining.
The boy asked what he meant, Ye Shaowen said his name, and wanted to worship Elder Xie Jingming, the boy said: "Master specially told me that if you come to visit the mansion, if there is nothing important, you don't need to go in, and you can come to the mansion to walk with him in a month." Ye Shaowen nodded and went back to his cave.
A month later, Yin Changzong took a group of elder disciples to sit down in the Huanyun Palace, and then, Wang Yun, Qi Sheng, and Wan Yu came in together, bowed to Yin Changzong, and sat down on both sides. After a while, Jing Ming came in with a group of Bigu disciples, all the disciples saluted respectfully, and then stood behind Jing Ming, among whom was Ye Shaowen.
Yin Changzong glanced around and asked an old man beside him, "Is the boat ready?" The old man replied, "It's all ready, and you can leave at any time, but why haven't you seen Elder Zhao coming?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was puzzled, only Wanyu glanced at Ye Shaowen lightly. Yin Changzong sighed: "Hey, even I don't know where Elder Zhao is, I can't wait for him now, the day after tomorrow is the day of the court meeting, there is no delay, you go and prepare, we will come later." The old man answered, and went out of the temple.
I don't know if I was worried about Zhao Xiang, or if everyone was excited in their hearts, the hall fell silent for a while. I only heard Yin Changzong say slowly: "The grand event of the court meeting is extraordinary, and then you will know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people, and my Liuyun Sect is just a small sect near Qishan." When you arrive, you must be cautious, and you must not offend people at will, or cause conflicts with others, or invite trouble, and I will not tolerate them when the time comes."
As he spoke, he slowly looked at Feng Yuan Qi Sheng and the other young elders and the group of Bigu disciples, and everyone responded loudly. I only heard him say again: "But even if I take you there, don't be stingy and look stingy, and learning more knowledge at the festival will be of great benefit to your practice." The crowd thanked him again, and he nodded his head and said no more.
After a short silence, the old man from before entered the hall and bowed to Yin Changzong, saying, "Sect Master, the big boat is already in front of the sect. Yin Changzong nodded, and walked first, followed by the elders, followed by a group of Bigu disciples. Wang Yun accidentally caught a glimpse of Ye Shaowen, and was quite surprised, he was actually qualified to go along? and saw that his cultivation had reached the valley opening period, he was a little shocked, could it be that he had lost his eyes? Turning his head and seeing Feng Yuan, he also looked weird, and smiled coldly in his heart, his junior sister has become closer and closer to this kid over the years, and he has had a holiday with him again, if he doesn't get rid of him as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be difficult to sleep and eat in the future!
Ye Shaowen followed quietly behind, his eyes fell on Wan Yu from time to time, but he saw that Wang Yun and the others couldn't stop looking at him, his face was not good, he smiled faintly, he even accepted Zhao Xiang, are you still afraid of you, a few young juniors? He couldn't help but greet the green spirits of the sea again, seeing that it didn't react, Ye Shaowen was also used to it, and he was not annoyed.
When everyone arrived at the square in front of the sect, there was already a spirit boat parked there, and the whole body was in the shape of a dragon, which was several times larger than the one Ye Shaowen rode on when he first entered the sect.
Yin Changzong stepped on the dragon head, and the descendants followed one after another, and many elders and disciples of the sect had already gathered around the square to send each other, and they were envious of everyone on the boat, but the sect master had an order, and the number of people was limited, so they had to take care of the sect, as for some elders, Yin Changzong gave some benefits, so as not to discourage them.
As soon as the dragon boat arrived outside the sect, he heard a hearty laugh from afar: "Brother Yin, I haven't seen you for many years, the demeanor is still the same, come, let's go to Zhongzhu Divine Mountain together!"
There are also two next to it, and on the head of the dragon standing is a middle-aged man surnamed Huang, the sect leader of Shanghua Sect, and Xuan Qingzi, the master of Qingyuan Mountain Gate, both of whom are far away. Yin Changzong seemed to have expected it, and he also bowed his hand to a few people, and said with a smile: "Our four sects of Qishan are good together, and I hope you will take care of each other on the road." Several people said, "That's nature." Subsequently, Xiahou Ya commanded, the dragon boat of the Fire Lotus Sect was currently moving, the second sect of Shanghua Qingyuan followed behind, and Yin Changzong hesitated a little and followed behind.
The four sects of Qishan seem to be equal on the outside, but more than a hundred years ago, after Xiahou Ya broke through the out-of-body realm, he wanted to be above several sects, and then recruited disciples, broadened the realm, and seized the spiritual veins. It is true that no one in several sects can compete with him, so he has to swallow his anger, but fortunately, several sects have a long history, and there are many capable people, and with the laws of the upper sect, the Fire Lotus Sect cannot go too far.
The dragon boats of several sects flew extremely fast, and after leaving the Qishan Realm, they suddenly increased their speed, only turning into four points of light and flying away. Shenzhou is vast, with a radius of countless thousands of miles, and several sects are heading straight towards the Zhongzhu Divine Mountain, but people on it can clearly view the countless big rivers and rivers below, and even mortal cities, and a little wind has no effect on the cultivators.
Ye Shaowen looked at the grand scenery below on the boat, and he couldn't help but admire, feeling that he was really like a frog at the bottom of a well before, and his knowledge was shallow. And some of the young people on the boat, including Wang Yun and others, were also immersed in this kind of heaven and earth creation, and forgot about the previous unpleasantness for the time being. Qi Sheng's eyes were shining, the long sword behind his back was humming and whispering, Yin Changzong's face was calm, looking at the performance of these junior disciples, he nodded slightly.
Ye Shaowen suddenly felt that there was a gaze staring at him tightly, and when he turned his head to look, his eyebrows jumped, it was the last time he competed with him for treasure ginseng, but in the end, he planted the gossip plate on his own fancy boy. I saw that although his cultivation was only enlightened, he was standing behind Xiahou Ya, and his status was indeed not low. Seeing that Ye Shaowen was also looking at him, the man snorted coldly and turned his head.