Chapter 8: Dreams, Reality

Ye Tianxing looked at Yin Tianfang, with a hint of provocation in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"Even if you go **** luck and become a disciple of Shizun, what can you do, offend the two senior brothers, in the future, you will not be able to move an inch in the sect, Shizun can protect you for a while, but he can't protect you for a lifetime. Ye Tianxing walked towards Yin Tianfang, came to his side, leaned over and whispered to Yin Tianfang.

"You ......" Yin Tian was furious in peace of mind, and raised his fist and smashed towards Ye Tianxing's front door.

"You want to do it to me? You're a little tender. Easily blocked Yin Tianfang's punch, Ye Tianxing's face showed a touch of disdain, and said: "In the Ye family, I am the young master, you are just a wild child who has no father and no mother's pain, in Qingyun Sect, I am the third senior brother, and you are the junior brother, wherever you are, you will be crushed by me." I advise you to be honest. ”

Ye Tianxing sneered and left, leaving Yin Tianfang with an angry face standing there, the extreme anger made Yin Tianfang's originally delicate appearance look a little hideous.

Zhang Ping and Lin Fan stood aside, looking at Yin Tianfang, and they didn't know what to do for a while. Just now Qingfeng and the other three arrived, they naturally didn't care about interjecting, after all, they were all disciples of the Great Elder, and their status was respected. They are just miscellaneous servants, although they have followed Yin Tianfang, their status has improved. But in the eyes of the inner disciples, he is still an ant-like existence.

After a long time, Yin Tianfang's anger slowly calmed down, looked at Zhang Ping and Lin Fan who were nervous, and smiled: "I'm fine, don't be so nervous." ”

Walking to the side and sitting down, Yin Tian put his hands on his chin and looked at the sky in a daze.

"Childe, are you still angry about what happened just now?" Zhang Ping walked over, sat next to Yin Tianfang, and asked.

"No, I just don't understand. Yin Tianfang sighed and said.

Zhang Ping was slightly stunned, looked at Yin Tianfang, with a slightly immature and delicate face, revealing a faint sadness at the moment. Zhang Ping couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said in his heart: "After all, he is just a young man." ”

He and Lin Fan have been in the Qingyun Sect for several years, and they are crawling around in this Qingyun Sect, being cautious, lest they make the slightest mistake. For Qingyun Sect, he knows a lot and has experienced a lot. And Yin Tian couldn't let go of entering the Qingyun Sect for only a few days, and it was normal not to understand many things.

"Ever since I knew that there were immortals in this world, I fantasized that one day I would be able to worship immortals as teachers and practice with them. At that time, I felt that the immortals had vast magical powers and boundless mana. The place where the immortals live must be beautiful, without the disturbances of the mortal world. So, I left my hometown, searched everywhere, and finally came to Qingyun Sect. Zhang Ping looked at the sky and said slowly.

"After a lot of hard work, I finally got here, and at that moment, I felt like my dream had finally come true. However, the reality and the ideal are far from the same. After understanding, Fang Cai discovered that the so-called immortals were just a group of people who knew some magic. And the immortal gate is more cruel than the mortal dust. Here, many times there is no reason at all. ”

"Just like that day, Lin Fan and I inadvertently offended Gongzi, and the words of the Great Elder can deprive us of our lives. In the eyes of these people, we are just ants, and our lives are like grass mustard. To die is to die. ”

"Why don't you resist?" Yin Tianfang asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Ping immediately shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If you can live, who wants to die? It is good to live, but if you live but it is more uncomfortable than death, which one do you choose? Many times, it is easier to die than to live." If we resist, it will be more painful than death. ”

"The so-called Immortal Gate is actually just a mortal dust place where a group of powerful cultivators gather, but this place is far more cruel than mortal dust. ”

"That's how it was. Yin Tianfang nodded, and there was a little realization in his heart. It turns out that cultivating immortals is not as beautiful as he imagined. Zhang Ping and Lin Fan couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw Yin Tianfang's appearance at this moment. Thinking about it at the beginning, they were the same, even more unbearable than Yin Tianfang.

Relatively speaking, Yin Tianfang was much luckier than them, he was accepted as a disciple by the Great Elder, and he directly became the inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect. This kind of revered status is beyond their reach.

The two left, leaving Yin Tianfang to sit there alone, looking at the sky and falling into deep thought. Yin Tianfang sat down for an afternoon, twilight fell, the cold starlight sprinkled on the mountains, hazy, Yin Tianfang let out a long sigh and stood up.

"In the Ye family, I have endured the cynicism of others, do I have to swallow my anger and let the bullying here? No, never. Yin Tianfang clenched his fists, "Ye Tianxing, one day, I want you to look good!"

Turning around and walking into the cave mansion, Zhang Ping and Lin Fan had already prepared a meal for Yin Tianfang. Yin Tianfang hurriedly ate a few bites, then sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to cultivate according to the methods recorded in the three articles of condensation.

It is estimated that after half an hour, Yin Tianfang's body once again appeared with a sense of non-existent qi, this time, Yin Tianfang was not excited, and no one disturbed him, and this sense of non-existent qi gradually became clearer.

In a trance, Yin Tianfang felt that there was a flow of air flowing in his body, making him feel comfortable all over his body. A sense of clarity arises spontaneously.

The night passed quietly, and the next morning, Yin Tianfang opened his eyes, although he had not slept all night, his spirit was unprecedentedly full.

"What Master said is indeed true, as long as I continue to cultivate, the stiff meridians in my body will return to their original state. Yin Tianfang's eyes showed a look of joy. After a night of cultivation, although he failed to step into the threshold of cultivating immortals, he gained a lot.

Because he found that the stiff meridians in his body were recovering little by little. He believes that as long as he persists, his body will definitely be able to return to normal.

"Childe, it's time to eat. Zhang Ping and Lin Fan walked in with food, put it on the table and said to Yin Tianfang. Yin Tianfang got out of bed and ate some casually.

"Do you two want to cultivate?" Actually, Yi Tianxing asked.

When Zhang Ping and Lin Fan heard this, they were stunned suddenly, and when they came back to their senses, their eyes immediately showed ecstasy. What did they enter the Qingyun Sect for, and what they had been waiting for so long, wasn't it just to one day, to be able to obtain the cultivation method of the immortals.

"Childe, we ......"

"You can take this and see it, and then give it to me when you see it. Yin Tianfang put the three articles of condensation on the table, said to the two, and then walked out of the cave.

The two sat at the table in a daze, looking at the scroll on the table, their eyes were slightly red, and their wishes for many years had come true at this moment. After a long time, the two of them suddenly rose up and bowed to the ground outside the cave: "Thank you, son!"