The sound is like thunder, resounding throughout the sky; the body is like a white rainbow, flying out of the pavilion.
In just a few blinks, an old man's figure appeared out of thin air in the Donglai Square.
The old man seems to be very old. His face is like old tree bark, densely covered with black spots. His hair and beard have been dyed silvery white by the years. He is wrapped tightly in a black brocade robe.
Body.
The old man's whole body was exuding heavy profound energy fluctuations, vaguely like wind and thunder. Between his eyebrows, there was sword energy whistling out.
"Uncle Master." Murong Yelun and others saw the old man and hurriedly came up to him.
"Yes." The old man responded casually and his eyes fell on Ye Junlin.
"I have realized such a high-level 'Sword Intent' at such a young age, but my cultivation is a little weak." The old man said, but there was a look of admiration on his face.
"Since, Mr. Song, you have such a high vision and dislike this boy's low cultivation level, then I will accept him as my disciple." The Supreme Elder said.
"Old Monster Xu, you have a good idea. Did I say that I won't accept this kid as my disciple?" "Old Monster Song" said slightly angrily.
"Old Monster Song, this guy is the guy I took my fancy first!" said 'Old Monster Xu', and suddenly became very excited: "This guy, where were you during the competition? I was there the whole time!"
"Hahahaha..." 'Old Monster Song' laughed: "If I hadn't watched the whole process, would I have been able to come out in such a timely manner?"
"You!" 'Old Monster Xu' was speechless for a moment: "You are sophistical!".
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Two nearly centenarians, like two competitive children, got into a fight.
Everyone looked at this scene blankly, not daring to interrupt.
Yang Gongcheng suddenly remembered something, and he slowly explained to Ye Junlin:
Two old men, one named 'Song Jinghong' and the other named 'Xu Guoyu', are the oldest generation in this 'Purple Cloud Sea'. Both old men are middle-level Xuanshi cultivators. Xu Guoyu is a cultivator.
What he studied was the 'Wood Attribute', while Song Jinghong practiced the 'Wind and Thunder Attribute'.
The two old men have been competing with each other since they were teenagers, and they are still like this even after they are in their sixties...
After a long time, the two old men finally stopped. Both of them were panting, as if they had experienced a big battle.
Song Jinghong turned his head, pointed at Ye Junlin and said, "Old Monster Xu, it's pointless for the two of us to argue like this. I think it's more convincing to let this kid choose by himself."
"Okay!" Xu Guoyu said firmly.
The eyes of the two old men fell on Ye Junlin at the same time. Now it was Ye Junlin's turn to be in trouble.
"Boy, tell me, who of the two of us is more suitable to be your master?" Song Jinghong asked very domineeringly.
"This...this..." Ye Junlin hesitated, finding it difficult to make a decision.
The situation suddenly became tense again.
Silence, still silence.
"Boy, you have a choice." Xu Guoyu, who had always been patient, now became less confident.
"Um...can I take you two as my disciples at the same time?" Ye Junlin said creatively.
"You kid, you are really greedy!" Song Jinghong said with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Well, since Elder Song doesn't agree, then the boy can only choose Elder Xu as his teacher." Ye Junlin said, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"Wait a minute!" Song Jinghong saw the situation and became anxious: "Who said I don't agree!"
"Oh?" Ye Junlin already snickered in his heart.
"That's it, for a month, you will go to 'Old Monster Xu' half of the time and me the other half of the time!" Song Jinghong said quickly, fearing that something might happen again.
"Okay!" Xu Guoyu also expressed that he had no objection.
"Disciple Ye Junlin, I would like to pay my respects to the two masters." Ye Junlin knelt down and kowtowed three times to the two old men.
The two old men laughed at the same time. They were very happy to have a disciple like Ye Junlin.
A teacher is someone who preaches, imparts knowledge and resolves doubts. A person will meet many people in his life, and a very small number of these people will become his teachers and guide him forward.
Although Ye Junlin has already accepted Mo Kui as his teacher, this does not affect him from accepting others as his teacher.
Song Jinghong's face showed a look of great joy, the space ring on his hand flashed, and then a set of armor shining with thunder and lightning runes appeared on his hand.
"This is the 'Purple Thunder Armor'. It is a high-level mortal weapon. Consider it a meeting gift given to you by my master." Song Jinghong said, looking at Xu Guoyu with great pride.
Xu Guoyu did not show any weakness and took out a small white jade bottle from the space ring.
"This is the second-level elixir 'Healing Pill'. It allows you to quickly recover from your injuries in a few breaths."
Ye Junlin took the armor and elixir, kowtowed and said, "Junlin thanked the two masters."
The two old men laughed and helped Ye Junlin up.
Xu Guoyu said: "Tomorrow is the first day of the new year. For the first one and a half months, you will practice with me."
After hearing this, Song Jinghong immediately retorted: "Why should I practice with you in the first half of the month? I think you should practice with me in the first half of the month!"
"Okay, okay, okay. I will practice with you for the first half of the month!" Xu Guoyu was too lazy to argue with Song Jinghong anymore and agreed without thinking.
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Time flies, and another month has passed.
In the past month, under the guidance of Xu Guoyu and Song Jinghong, Ye Junlin's cultivation speed has been rapid. In just over a month, he has reached the early stage of an intermediate profound practitioner and has vaguely touched the edge of a high-level profound practitioner.
The breakthrough is just in these few days.
One evening, while Ye Junlin was practicing, he felt a surge of heat in his Dantian, and a huge energy seemed to burst his Dantian.
"Finally we have a breakthrough!" Ye Junlin sighed and immediately sat down cross-legged.
To move from an intermediate-level profound practitioner to a high-level profound practitioner, all one has to do is to condense all the nine originally widened profound veins into one. This process is extremely arduous, and the cultivator himself has to endure tremendous pain.
In the process of breakthrough, many people are forced to stop due to the huge pain, thus causing irreparable trauma. If they break through again, there will be little hope.
Ye Junlin quietly refined this energy, slowly condensing the nine profound veins together...
The overlap of the first and second profound veins was extremely painful. Ye Junlin concentrated on it, fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. It was like there were countless tiny needlepoints all over his body, stinging every inch of his skin.
"Ah——" Ye Junlin shouted loudly: "Return to Yuan!"
In an instant, Ye Junlin's whole body was filled with light green light, and the heartbreaking pain weakened a bit. The two mysterious veins slowly coalesced together under Ye Junlin's guidance.
"Huh——" Ye Junlin took a long breath and continued to condense the next mysterious vein...
The further the coagulation progresses, the more intense the pain will be.
In the endless pain, Ye Junlin gritted his teeth tightly and slowly condensed the mysterious veins together...
At the moment when all the mysterious veins were condensed together, Ye Junlin's whole body erupted into a colorful beam of light. This beam of light shot straight into the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.
"Haha..." On the top floor of Donglai Hall, Song Jinghong and Xu Guoyu looked at each other, with joyful smiles on their faces.
But at this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and then snowy feathers scattered all over the sky...