"How can I, Zhuo Wushuang, go back on what I promised? Don't worry, I will stay here for a year." Zhuo Wushuang replied.
"Since you choose to stay here, you are my disciple. From today on, you have to obey my orders. Can you do it?"
Although Zhuo Wushuang was very unhappy, this guy was so virtuous and capable that he, the eighth prince and a peak golden elixir monk, actually wanted to obey his orders.
However, this is my choice to stay. Since I stay as a disciple, I have to abide by the rules. This is a must.
"As long as what you ask me to do is not against the laws of nature and morality, I will do it."
"Then call the master first and listen."
"master."
"I didn't hear it."
"Master." Zhuo Wushuang had no choice but to speak louder.
"Then from today on, you have to live for the dignity of Tiandao Pavilion. Whoever dares to insult the reputation of Tiandao Pavilion, you will make him look good." Ye Xiong ordered.
"Disciple understands."
Ye Xiong was so proud that he accepted an eighth prince as his disciple to see who would dare to mess around in the future.
…
Back mountain, stone wall.
Jian Wuhen stood in front of the stone wall, listening to Luo Chongyang's story.
"What, Zhuo Wushuang entered the Tiandao Pavilion?" Jian Wuhen was shocked and angry, and cursed: "This idiot has really disgraced the face of the swordsman. The eighth prince actually went to become a late-stage Jindan monk.
As a disciple, don’t you think it’s embarrassing?”
"Now the sect has spread all over the place, but he just refuses to stay in Tiandao Pavilion. What can be done?" Luo Chongyang said.
"Damn it, if I hadn't been sentenced to one year of confinement here, I would never have let him go." Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth.
"You should stay here obediently and think about it. Now your father is very angry and the boss is disappointed in you. If you cause any trouble again, you will suffer a lot."
"I'm not willing to give in. If it weren't for that bastard, I wouldn't have been here for a year." Jian Wuhen said angrily: "Luo Chongyang, you think of a way to get my father to let me out as soon as possible. I must get out."
, to make him look good.”
"How can it be possible to be locked up for a year and then go out in half a year at most? Have you forgotten that in half a year, the spiritual realm training competition that is held every five years will begin?"
Jian Wuhen's eyes lit up and he said happily: "I almost forgot, how could I miss such a big event."
"Actually, don't worry. When the limelight passes, your father will release you at about the same time. Don't worry."
"Jiang Nan, you'd better not die so quickly. I want to go out and settle this debt with you myself." Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth.
…
In the following days, Ye Xiong locked himself in the library all day long, rarely going out except for practicing and reading.
There are thousands of books in the library, and they have everything.
Ye Xiong has only entered the path of cultivation for a short time. Although he is very strong, his foundation is still relatively weak, so he has to make up for it.
Especially the books on the basics of the Five Elements, he needs to supplement them even more. Now he has a plan to collect all the Five Elements gods, and then use the Five Elements gods to create a magical power. If you don't study the Five Elements deeply, it will be difficult to do it.
You Ming would visit him from time to time, but he left after not staying long. He just told him that in half a year, the Changsheng Sect will have a training competition. If he can make it to the top ten, he will get his wish and enter the spiritual realm to practice. This is also for the two of them.
ultimate goal.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the spiritual realm is definitely not comparable to that outside. As long as you practice in it for ten or eight years, it is not difficult to reach the peak of the golden elixir.
Among the Immortality Sect, there are a very large number of monks at the Golden Core Peak, simply because most of them have entered there to practice.
Compared to late-stage Jindan monks, this is definitely the best opportunity.
It’s just that it’s too difficult for late-stage Jindan monks to enter the top ten. After all, there is a group of monks at the peak of the Golden Core.
Fortunately, the Immortality Sect has a rule that there are only four opportunities to enter the spiritual realm to practice, and each time lasts for three years. After more than four times, you can no longer participate.
To a certain extent, it also restricts some people to prevent them from occupying the holy land of cultivation for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
This morning, Ye Xiong was reading in the study. A disciple came over and said, "Master Jiang, the master is going to hold a meeting of the masters and invite you to participate."
"Pavilion Master's meeting?"
"Every other month, the head of the house will hold a meeting of the pavilion heads. The pavilion heads of the five pavilions, no, now the six pavilion heads, will all participate."
"What time?"
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, inside the Hall of Eternal Life."
"You report back to the leader, I will prepare to participate tomorrow."
The disciple retreated.
Ye Xiong stood up, stretched, and murmured to himself: "It seems that there will be another war of words tomorrow."
On the surface, Jian Nanshan distinguishes between public and private affairs, but in his heart he protects his calf more than anyone else. Now that his son is being punished by him and facing the wall at the back of the mountain, he probably hates himself more than anyone else.
The other four pavilion masters are all half-step Nascent Soul monks, and their realm is already at the pinnacle of this world. Naturally, they look down on a monk like himself who is in the late stage of Jindan. They will definitely suppress and ridicule him in various ways. This meeting is not easy to deal with!
But Ye Xiong didn't take it to heart. In his opinion, there was nothing to fear.
So what if he was half a step into the Nascent Soul? If he had reached their age, he would have ascended to the immortal world long ago.
Ye Xiong put down the book and thought carefully about what he would bring up in tomorrow's meeting.
Other pavilions have benefits, so you can’t just get nothing out of it!
Early the next morning, Ye Xiong got up early and headed towards the Palace of Eternal Life.
The Hall of Eternal Life is located in the middle of the Eternal Life Sect, suspended in mid-air. It is the only suspended building in the entire Eternal Life Sect.
This is the meeting hall, and most people don't come here except once a month.
Along the way, wherever Ye Xiong passed, everyone who saw him was pointing and whispering. Apparently, the news that he had become the master of the Tiandao Pavilion had spread throughout the Changsheng Sect, and everyone was very curious about him.
Ye Xiong didn't care about the looks of these people, and quickly reached the sky above the Hall of Eternal Life and landed at the door.
The two disciples at the door looked at him, with various complicated expressions in their eyes.
The two of them were in the late stage of Jindan, but they could only guard the gate. Ye Xiong was at the same level, but he could enter the hall to discuss matters. This treatment was really enviable.
Ye Xiong ignored the two of them and walked directly into the main hall.
At this time, six people had arrived in the main hall, and he was the last.
"I'm not late, am I?" Ye Xiong walked in gracefully.
"No, Master Jiang Pavilion, please come over there." Nangong Han pointed to a seat next to him.
Ye Xiong was not polite and sat down directly on that seat.
Jian Nanshan next to him snorted coldly and turned his head away, his attitude arrogant and angry.
The other pavilion masters also looked down upon him and did not even look at him.
"Everyone is here, let's get started!" Nangong Han said seriously.