Time passes imperceptibly, day by day. In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year since Wu Yan joined the Iron Sword Alliance. He missed his family more and more, but Elder Feng strictly forbade him to leave the Thousand Grass Valley. He couldn't go out, so he didn't have the opportunity to find out about his family's whereabouts, which made him very annoyed.

Not only that, but since he had cultivated the Nameless Mantra, he had not changed anything except that his spirit and memory were much better than before, and his body was much stronger than before. It made him feel bored. He feels that the life he is living now is completely different from the dream life of learning stunts, swordsmanship, and happiness and revenge.

Whenever he stood at the mouth of the valley and looked out, and saw those majestic disciples of the Iron Sword Alliance with iron swords on their backs, hurriedly passing by outside the valley, he would always involuntarily produce a lot of envy and longing.

This kind of unchanging boring life makes him see no hope and no future. He gradually became more and more absent-minded. Many times every day, he always sat in the green bamboo pavilion on the edge of the Tibetan Sword Pond, looking at the secluded Qingtan in a daze.

This situation finally attracted the attention of Elder Feng. Elder Feng called him to the door of the big house several times to enlighten and reprimand. But when he returned, he still hadn't changed. When it came time to cultivate, he couldn't keep his spirits up. He misses his lost relatives, he longs for the wonderful world outside, and he wants to learn advanced kung fu.

His spirit gradually became sluggish, and he was sad all day long, looking preoccupied.

Elder Feng has been getting irritable for a while. He often went to the herb garden, which was several acres large. When I came back, my face was always gloomy and seemed to be dripping.

In the Thousand Grass Valley, Elder Feng opened up three herb gardens, each with an acre in size. Now, one of the three herb gardens has no herbs in it. That's the oldest herb ever planted. The worst is more than a decade. This is the accumulation of half his life, and he himself is reluctant to use it, but after Wu Yan came, it took less than a year to exhaust the family wealth that he had accumulated for half his life.

As for the other two herb gardens, they are all newly planted herbs, and the oldest ones are only four or five years old. And, that's it, and now more than half of it is used. Only the northernmost piece is still lush with many green herbal seedlings. He planted them last year.

After spending so much effort and not being able to get a corresponding return, Elder Feng seemed to be very angry.

On this day, Elder Feng called Wu Yan to his room early in the morning.

This is the first time Wu Yan has officially entered Elder Feng's house. After entering, he secretly glanced at it. When he saw Elder Feng with an expression on his face that was colder than ice, Wu Yan lowered his head in fright, and stood in front of the desk without saying a word.

On the four walls of the room, there are rows of bookshelves, on which a lot of books are densely placed. However, these did not arouse Wu Yan's interest. He had just glanced at it and saw several puppets of different heights on the edge of the east wall of the house. The puppets are carved to life. Strangely, these puppets are all dressed in clothes, and if you don't look closely, you think that there are some real people standing there.

"Master. Wu Yan hung his head and shouted in a low voice.

Elder Feng sat on the Taishi chair behind the desk, looking at Wu Yan's gloomy and complicated gaze. He stared at Wu Yan for a long time, and when he saw Wu Yan's listless appearance, he turned his gaze to the roof, silent, and seemed to be in deep thought.

Elder Feng didn't speak, and Wu Yan didn't dare to speak. He had no choice but to stand there quietly, thinking wildly, occasionally secretly looking up, glancing at Elder Feng, and seeing that he was still pondering, he turned his gaze curiously to a few puppets on the east wall.

"The old man has put so much effort into you, just to let you cultivate to a higher realm as soon as possible. For this reason, the old man did not hesitate to use the best herbs in the medicine garden to refine the Condensing Essence Pill for you, don't you know?"

After being silent for a long time, Elder Feng finally spoke, and his tone was very bad.

Wu Yan lowered his head in shame and whispered, "Master, I, I...... It was the disciple who lived up to Master's expectations. ”

"Why?" Pharmacist Feng stood up, slapped his face on the desk, and pointed at Wu Yan's nose with a somewhat distorted face, "Why don't you focus on cultivation? Do you know that the old man has already spent half of his life savings in order to let you cultivate, but how did you repay the old man?"

Wu Yan was frightened by Elder Feng's distorted face and stern tone, and he hurriedly waved his hand uneasily, "Master, I didn't have to cultivate?"

"Then when you have been cultivating recently, why have you been absent-minded and your spirit is also sluggish? You run to the Qingzhu Pavilion every day in a daze, do you think the old man can't see it?" Elder Feng said in a cold tone and suppressed his anger.

"Master, I, I miss my father and mother, and I miss my younger brothers and sisters. When the disciple joined the Iron Sword Alliance last year, he fled and came here......" Wu Yan felt very guilty when he saw Elder Feng's expression of hatred for iron and steel. After thinking about it, he told Elder Feng about his experience and worries.

After listening to Wu Yan's words, Elder Feng slowly sat back with a cloudy face. This made Wu Yan even more uneasy. Why there is such an uneasy feeling, he can't say clearly. Anyway, when he saw Elder Feng's complicated eyes and expressions, he felt indescribably anxious and uneasy.

"Well, I can't see that you're still a dutiful son. Elder Feng became that expressionless face again. He nodded, and then said, "Are there any other reasons for you besides thinking that your family is unstable and can't cultivate with peace of mind?"

"Master, I want to learn martial arts and swordsmanship, and I want to play with other fellow disciples. I stay alone in the Valley of Thousand Grass every day, I can't go anywhere, I'm going crazy. Wu Yan was bold and said the words that he had held in his heart.

After all, he is only a thirteen-year-old child, and there are a few children of this age who are not playful. Like Wu Yan, it is really rare to be able to stay in the valley every day, not be able to play and communicate with his peers, and sit and cultivate every day.

After hearing this, Elder Feng stroked his white beard and muttered silently.

"Maybe the old man is going to go on a long trip, so I'll help you find out the whereabouts of your family. You tell the old man their names, appearances, ages, possible places, etc., carefully. If they can be found, the old man will take them to Gushan Town to settle down, what do you think?"

Wu Yan looked at Elder Feng in disbelief, and when he saw that his expression was stern and serious, he immediately became excited, nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and said in a grateful tone: "Disciple, thank you, Master! Master, you are really a good person, the best good person in the world." The disciple must cultivate hard in the future and strive to meet the master's requirements as soon as possible. ”

Elder Feng showed an expression that was barely smiling, but it was more ugly than crying. He bared his teeth and praised Wu Yan a few words.

Letting go of a concern, Wu Yan looked a lot more relaxed. Elder Feng then gave him a silver token and a key. explained: "The old man will leave tomorrow, this token is the elder order of this alliance." With it in hand, you can go anywhere in the alliance except for two of the most secret places. However, before the old man returns to the valley, he must not cause trouble. The old man will arrange a few disciples to take care of your safety. If you are bored, you can also come to this study room to find some books to read and relieve your boredom. Okay, there you go. Go and call Lu Chunyang and Hua Chunsheng from Taniguchi, and the old man has something to explain to them. ”

Wu Yan happily agreed, put away the silver token and key, and walked out quickly. Elder Feng's expression was cloudy, and he paced around the room, as if he was thinking about something.