"You should call me Second Sect Leader. Although I cannot be your first Sect Leader, I am still your Sect Leader."
Ye Fuxun was silent. Since the elder said so, she could only respectfully call him, "Second Master."
The elder on the seventh floor gave away a set of snow-white and cold clothes, "Han Yushang is given to you, but you can't wear the clothes you are wearing."
"Thank you...Second Master."
Ye Fuxun took it, turned around to change clothes, and then was busy cleaning the room. She was responsible for picking up the things she broke and the scattered books.
After finishing all this, she took back her sword and continued upstairs.
The elder on the seventh floor said, "The old man on the eighth floor likes to play chess. You only need to win against him to move up."
"Okay." Ye Fuxun was overjoyed, finally no longer having to fight.
When we got to the eighth floor, we saw an old man with a long beard and white hair studying the chessboard.
Ye Fuxun walked over to greet him and asked the elder on the eighth floor for advice.
The elder on the eighth floor asked someone to break the situation. He said, "If the situation is broken, we can move to the next level."
"Yes." Ye Fuxun was sitting opposite. She studied it for a while and immediately picked up the white box to play on the scale.
The eyes of the elder on the eighth floor were shining brightly, which was rare. "It's been a long time since anyone has played chess with me."
She didn't have time to study the chess game with the old man, she had other things to do.
She decides the outcome with one move, resurrects the dead situation, and then ends it.
The elder on the eighth floor looked at the chess game where the outcome was certain and asked, "Who taught you this?"
Ye Fuxun said frankly, "It is considered self-study. When I was young, my disciples were weak and had nowhere to go. They were bored and studied chess alone."
"You're all playing the game by yourself?"
"yes."
It's boring to play chess with others and lose after two or three moves.
The elder on the eighth floor asked someone to go up. He didn't stop her any more. He just wanted to study the chess game she had broken.
Ye Fuxun said goodbye to the elders on the eighth floor and continued to go up, finally reaching the ninth floor and climbing to the top.
There are no obstacles on this floor. In fact, the headmaster is in charge, and he has already given the key.
From the moment he proposed to let his disciple practice the Phoenix Art, he had already assumed that the ninth floor was a place where the second disciple could come and go at will.
She took out the key and opened the door on the ninth floor. The moment the door opened, a light spread around the attic.
The disciple below shouted, "We've reached the top, she's reached the top."
"Ah ah ah, I won, I won, give me money, give me money."
Some disciples shouted and held out a large basin to ask those who lost the bet to take out their money.
Those who were unable to reach the summit due to Ye Fuxun were heartbroken and regretful. They didn’t know whether it was because they felt sorry for their own money or because they blamed why they had bet that Junior Sister Ye Fuxun couldn’t win.
Xiao Lingyue's face is full of black lines. These disciples are really boring. Whenever something like this happens, they will place a bet.
Then some people lost their pants, and some people made a lot of money.
She got the Phoenix Secret and went downstairs.
When they came out, everyone looked at the people who had returned home with loads of work and shouted, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Zhuo, you actually conquered the ninth floor."
Ye Fuxun smiled and said nothing, and hurried back to Lihuayuan.
Everyone turned around and watched the aloof man leave.
With such a beautiful face and extraordinary temperament, we can't even hope to match someone like Junior Sister Zhuo.
This made her look at her with admiration. At first, she was dismissive and disapproving. They all suspected that she had entered the Five Elements Courtyard through connections and were still dissatisfied. Now they are all rushing to flatter her.
Ye Fuxun had no time to pay attention to the crowds of others and was busy practicing the Phoenix Art. She reached the fourth level and could no longer break through. She encountered a bottleneck and went to ask the leader for advice.
Headmaster Gu stood in the main hall of Yan Pavilion and said, "Go down the mountain. If you stay here and think hard every day, you may not be able to figure out your own Taoist meaning."
"Head?"
"With your current level of cultivation, you won't be ranked number one in the world, but you'll be ranked second or third in the world."
Ye Fuxun was speechless. It was rare for his teacher to make a joke, but this joke was not funny at all.
"Master, can I really go down the mountain?"
"Um."
"Thank you, Master."
She really ran away. Xiaoyu wanted to follow her, but was ordered by her master to stay in the mountains. She couldn't catch up even if she wanted to.
Ye Fuxun went to the place where Ji Yannuo fell off the cliff, stood on the high cliff and looked down. Instead of taking the usual path, she jumped down directly.
Jumping off the cliff, she encountered strong air currents on the way. She spun half a circle and then continued to dive downwards.
It was so foggy at the bottom of the cliff that I couldn't see anything clearly.
She stopped on a big rock, and heard the cry of a hungry wolf. She turned around to take a look, and immediately took out a fire stick and lit it.
"You're here just in time, I'll be training with you."
She drew her sword and was about to start a killing spree when a clear and distant song came from the distance, and then a girl ran out and said, "Don't hurt my wolves."
Ye Fuxun was holding her sword. She stood on a high stone and looked down at the girl who was about ten years old.
Is this an illusion or is it real?
Why can a ten-year-old girl appear here? Was she raised by wolves, or did she accidentally enter here?
The girl stood in front of the wolves and looked up. She had a round face and bright black eyes. She was wearing simple clothes and holding a small bamboo piccolo in her hand. The music she just made was her leaning on the bamboo short flute.
The flute plays.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Ye Fuxun put away his murderous aura, but did not lower his guard.
The girl pursed her lips and asked, "Who are you? Why do you come here? This is the Wuhui Cliff. Everyone who comes in is dead, which means there is no return."
"Really, so I can't get out either?"
"Yes, these mist are poisonous, you can't get out."
"What about you?"
"I can't get out either. If I get out, I will bleed to death."
Ye Fuxun frowned, is there such a thing?
"You mean, if you get caught in the miasma here, your life will be in danger if you go out?"
"No, I was poisoned by a hateful person. I can't leave. The miasma here is useful to me, but not to you."
"Huh?" Ye Fuxun thought he heard it wrong. A poisoned person was sent to a miasma-filled place and she survived. She was a blessing in disguise and could live here without any worries?
Ye Fuxun was doubtful and asked, "How did you get here?"
"I told you, I was harmed by someone. They threw me off the cliff. I was about to die. It was these wolves who saved me. Maybe they saw me as a girl and couldn't take a bite, so they picked me back up.
It's in the nest.
I woke up and saw a pack of wolves, and I was very scared at the time, but I felt relieved when I saw that they didn't mean to hurt me."
The girl talked about what happened and said it calmly.
Ye Fuxun was very confused. She wanted to believe what a child said, but she didn't want to just trust it.
They say the world is sinister and people are unpredictable, so there is nothing wrong with being a little cautious.
She followed the girl back to the wolf den, and actually saw the old wolf who rescued her, the wolf king.
Seeing the stranger arriving, the Wolf King became extremely vigilant and looked as if he was going to pounce on this innocent man and bite him to pieces.