This was Zhuang Tianâs second trip to Shang Qing Immortal Sect.
The first time he went with Master, he was only fifteen years old that year.
Then⌠the Ling Xiao Palace withdrew from the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament, and never appeared in front of the public again.
Zhuang Tian walked in a hurry. As there was no guide around him, he walked for a long time before he found the main entrance.
When he declared his family name, the young disciple guarding the door was quite confused for a while, and even asked someone to ask the elders of the Shang Qing for advice. Only after making sure that Zhuang Tian was not lying did he let him go.
Elder Qianyang is in charge of the Wanmen Martial Arts Contest, Zhuang Tian only needs to sign up with him, and there is no need to call on the busy Lu Mingfeng.
The appearance of Zhuang Tian attracted the disciples of the Shang Qing to look sideways, discussing the origin of this person.
Some disciples even went to the library to browse, deeply doubting whether there is such a sect in this world.
When Zhuang Tian came out, he happened to hear others discussing how his apprentice was faring. Zhuang Tian gave them a fierce stare, making the disciples tremble with fright.
What the fuck?
Who dares to say that my apprentice is not good, I will glare at you to death!
Zhuang Tian walked away with his head high and his chest out.
At night, Elder Qianyang sorted out the participants list and handed it to Lu Mingfeng in Shang Qing Palace.
âItâs almost the same as last year, with a total of 309 households. Those who should participate have participated, and there are even a few more from remote sects. The one worth paying attention to is the Ling Xiao Palace in Ling Xiao Peak.â Elder Qianyang said.
Lu Mingfeng paused holding the writing brush, raised his eyebrows, and thought for a moment: âLing Xiao Palace?⌠Zhuang Tianâs sect?â
Elder Qianyang: âExactly.â
Lu Mingfeng paused: âItâs said that itâs where both the eldest son of Yuntian Shuijing and the young master of Feng Ming Valley went.â
âThatâs right.â
âWhatâs so strange about it?â
âThis isâŚâ Elder Qianyang said, âunknown, ordinary. Even if they have their current fame, they earned it back after they apprenticed to their masters. Presumably Lu Yao has already told the head teacher about the Mingyue Valley. Chu Tianyu and Hua Qingkong were the ones who turned the tide.â
Lu Mingfeng: âThe two of themâŚâ
â[The two] are very qualified, with outstanding talent.â Elder Qianyang said after considering his words, âEspecially that Hua Qingkong, who was able to kill the disciple of the left guardian of the Fenqing Dian at such a young age, it is not surprising.
I had sent someone to visit Mingyue Valley to investigate. According to what the people said, Hua Qingkong used a purple bamboo flute to make Mo Xiu go into chaos, go berserk, and even commit suicide.â
Lu Mingfeng was very surprised: âMusic cultivator?â
âItâs probably true, itâs a pity not to go to Yeyou Mansion with such talent.â Elder Qianyang is a person who values talents.
He laughed at the thought of this, âThe way he had passed qi was so fantastic in Mingyue Valley that Ling Xiao Palace had recruited him immediately. He will surely come when Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament arts Wan Clan. Zhang Qiao can examine him with his own eyes.â
Lu Mingfeng nodded in agreement: âSince he is a newcomer in the immortal sects, he should pay attention to it and give him some proper advice. Donât be stingy just because he is a disciple of another sect. We are from all immortal sects and should help each other.â
âThe head teacher has the heart of accepting all rivers and rivers , Qian Yang admires.â
Zhuang Tian returned to the Ling Xiao Palace with great arrogance. He then took a shower and changed his clothes, and took a nap.
The next morning⌠the evil fire went down.
He began to doubt himself, did he do something wrong?
Although my apprentices are amazing, they are all children after all. The sixth child is playful, the seventh child is not bad, and the eighth and ninth child have just practiced for a year âŚ. like old fritters âŚ.
Not reliable, not reliable.
Wen Yuan and two, three, four and five are used to being idle, and Zhuang Tian doesnât expect them to win, instead he puts all his hopes on Hua Che and the others, which is a bit too much expectations on them.
Not right, not right.
Even without the Wanmen crouching tigers , they couldnât get a good ranking at all. Even if they were at the bottom, how much suffering and hardship will it take?
How embarrassing will it be to be beaten on the ground by those seniors? Will it crush their self-esteem and never recover from it?
Losing is a small matter, but hurting self-esteem is a bigger matter.
The self-esteem of this group of children is stronger than the other, but the seniors in the world of cultivating immortality like to spoil the newcomers and take pleasure in bullying them.
Thatâs for the other peaks, but whatâs the status of Ling Xiao Palace? Even if they insult and bully face to face, what can they do?
Zhuang Tian suddenly felt powerless. For the first time in his life, he felt that he was a useless, a good-for-nothing, unable to support his apprentice, unable to make his apprentice proudly say âI am a disciple of Ling Xiao Palaceâ, and unable to rely on his master to act as a tyrant outside.
Zhuang Tian regretted his action a little.
Why did you sign up on impulse? Even if they wait for the next session, it would be nice to let them practice for another four years!
Itâs a pity that there is no turning back arrow after opening the bow.
Zhuang Tian was absent-minded during the morning class, the evening class was also interrupted.
Even Mu Rongsa could see that the master was in a bad mood: âMaster, those unscrupulous people at the foot of the mountain owe rent again? Just say it, and Iâll go collect the money! They wonât even need to ask out who I am or who my father is!â
Hearing this, Zhuang Tian felt another headache.
Even the rent is collected by the disciples. It seems that this master can do nothing except lecturing, benefiting and preaching.
âItâs not a big deal.â Instead of hiding and scaring them, itâs better to say now and let them prepare in advance. For upcoming two monthsâŚ
Learn as much as you can!
âThis master went to Shang Qing Palace.â Zhuang Tian looked at his nine disciples, âThis master had signed up for the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament.â
Everyone: ââŚâ
Hua Che: âAnd then?â
Mu Rongsa: âSo?â
Chu Binghuan: âOh.â
Zhuang Tian: ââŚhow?â
Hua Che couldnât help laughing: âSecond Senior Brother has a big mouth. Everyone will know about Ling Xiao Palaceâs backsteps if you just mentioned it.â
Zhuang Tian gave a dry cough, and gave Zhuang Xiao Er a hard look.
âThatâs okay. Since you all know it, then this master doesnât have to talk nonsense. Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament⌠Itâs nothing, just monks from all schools and sects gathering together to compare, giving out ranks by first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth. Our goal is not to rank, but to learn; to learn from experience by competing with different opponents.â
âJust go around and have fun, donât be nervous, and donât take it seriously. Friendship comes first, ranking second.â
Two, three, four, five are used to idle clouds and wild cranes. Therefore these words are mainly for six, seven, eight and nine.
Hua Che originally thought that the Ling Xiao Palace would not participate in the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament, but who would have expected that it would come so suddenly, that as soon as Mei Cailian left, Zhuang Tian would sign up.
Hua Che could guess that it was probably Mei Cailian who said something that made Master angry, causing him to act impulsively.
After dinner, Hua Che studied the music score for a while. He was about to take a rest after taking a bath and changing clothes.
Lying on the bed, Hua Che suddenly couldnât fall asleep, and his mind was messed up thinking about the things in his previous life. He had won the top spot and attracted a lot of attention then.
Everyone was amazed by his brilliance. While congratulating him on the surface, they were secretly jealous.
âHe is so dazzling, standing next to him makes me seem very small, sometimes I really wish that he could fall down, and never climb up again!â
Although Lu Yaoâs words made him feel heartbroken, it was the truth.
Lu Yao uttered the aspirations of thousands of monks.
In his previous life, he was young, frivolous and ignorant. He only knew how to burn himself too much and bloom himself. but he didnât know that she had become a thorn in the side of others.
Being too good is not a good thing.
Especially within the intriguing Shang Qing Immortal sect.
Sometimes when I think about it, I can actually survive safely in the Shang Qing immortal sect, it is really the green smoke from the ancestral grave.
Donât mention anything else, just say that Yin Wuhui is good. If he wasnât so impressive [in the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament], he wouldnât be able to attract Yin Wuhuiâs attention.
Hua Che didnât want to repeat the same mistakes, so this time the Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament, he will either not participate, orâŚreduce his edge, and just got a decent ranking.
Thinking of this, Hua Che suddenly missed Master a little.
He got up and walked to Ling Xiao Pavilion, but there was no one there. He saw a glimpse of light in the ancestral hall, so he touched it quietly and stood outside to watch.
Zhuang Tian knelt in front of his ancestors, offered incense and kowtowed.
In the end, Zhuang Tian took the Masterâs name plaque, wiped it carefully, and said, âMaster, Zhuang Tian made a mistake. He was provoked by Mei Cailian, so he went to sign up for the Wanmen Martial Arts Competition.â
âMaster has been working hard all his life, eager to carry forward the sect, and eager to join the three great immortal sects, but the luck is bad, and he always misses the good luck. Before he died, the master entrusted me to guard the century-old foundation of the Ling Xiao Palace, to not lose the foundation of the patriarch.â
âMaster, are you disappointed?â
âI also felt powerless.â
âI also resigned myself to my fate. I donât have that diamond, so I donât have that unrealistic daydream. However, the appearance of Tianyu and Qingkong made the disciple think that I shouldnât have done that. The disciple wanted to count on them to win the favor of Ling Xiao Palace.â
When Zhuang Tian said this, he smiled wryly: âI am such a useless master, expecting my disciples to strive for glory. Mei Cailian is right, the disciples may have really delayed them. Tianyu and Zhaoyao should go to Shang Qing, Qingkong should go to Yeyou Mansion, Xiao Yan should go to Fengming Valley. No matter who you worship as a teacher, it is better than following me.â.
Zhuang Tian wiped away his bitter tears, and the crane beside him seemed to feel the sadness of his master, and lowered his head listlessly.
Zhuang Tian knelt down and kowtowed: âThe patriarch above, Zhuang Tian hereby begs. Please bless your disciples and grandchildren, and bless them safe and sound. It doesnât matter the ranking or grades of this Wanmen martial arts meeting. I just hope that they will not get hurt and live a happy life.â
Hua Che clenched his fists and strode away from Ling Xiao Pavilion.
Damn it! ! !
He went straight to Guanghan Pavilion. Without knocking on the door, he just broke in: âChu Binghuan!â
The herbal medicine that Chu Binghuan had just dried was blown all over the sky by the night wind that filed in: ââŚâ
Hua Che looked at him with piercing eyes, and a bewitching smile curled up on the corner of his lips: âWill you dare to compete among the top three in the Wanmen rankings?â