On the Qingyun Gate, the originally dilapidated mountain gate now looked quite majestic, and there were faint sounds of childish shouts coming from it.
In the martial arts hall, seven or eight children are practicing on the stage. They are generally young, most are around ten years old, and the oldest is no more than thirteen years old. They were all carefully selected by Tianyou and Du Pangpang in Shahe Village.
A disciple with potential.
Tianyou was on the stage fighting with a disciple at this time. His movements were clean and neat. The disciple was knocked to the ground without surviving three moves by Tianyou, and he was wailing for a while.
"God bless you, senior brother, if I don't fight, I won't fight. You are so awesome!"
This handyman disciple's name was Ah Fu, and he was the oldest among them. At this time, he had been defeated several times by Tianyou and simply lay on the ground and never got up.
"Afu, you have made a lot of progress."
Tianyou smiled and stretched out his hand to help Ah Fu up, and then gently dusted him off. In the past few days, they often gathered in the martial arts hall to discuss and communicate, and their relationship became more and more familiar.
Du Pangpang was holding snacks while eating and watching. He was sighing at Tianyou's progress. He had never thought that a young man who had just started practicing could enter the third level of Qi refining in a short period of time.
In less than a month, it has already been quite effective.
Xiaotong was just cheering for her brother in the audience. She was no longer the sullen look she had when she was in Qingyuan City. Now her face was clean and neat, and she looked very cute, attracting the attention of many friends.
"Brother Tianyou, when did you say the leader would be released from seclusion? There has been no movement for several days."
Ah Fu scratched his head and stood up, asking curiously. After hearing this, the disciples on the side also gathered around. Not long after they joined the Qingyun Sect, they were all very curious about Lin Mingyuan, the headmaster. They saw that Tianyou was getting better and better day by day.
Powerful, I feel envious and longing for you at the same time.
"It would be great if the headmaster could personally teach us some skills."
This sentence was said by Ah Fu, and it also represents the aspirations of all the servant disciples. They were born in poverty, and have been suppressed by Langya Village for many years. They all yearn for the methods of the Immortal Family. They have worked very hard and have entered the world.
The threshold of Qi refining.
"Don't be impatient, everyone. It will take some time for the head master to retreat. It can't be done so quickly."
Tianyou just calmed down everyone's emotions. He could understand the feeling of being bullied without the strength, so he tried his best to discuss and communicate with the disciples. In the past few days, he had behaved like a senior brother.
"We just need to practice hard, help the leader keep an eye on the mountain gate, and wait until he comes out of seclusion. Then he will definitely answer our questions in person!"
When Afu and other disciples heard Tianyou's promise, they all showed happy expressions. Some even got up from the ground again and continued to practice in pairs. Their talents were average, but they believed that hard work can make up for weakness.
"By the way, Senior Sister Tong, those elixirs you made are so delicious, can you share some more with us?"
The disciples asked jokingly, Xiaotong just curled her lips.
"You think those are jelly beans, how can it be that easy?"
Xiaotong has not been idle these days. With the help of the medicine refining experience given by Mr. Zhong, the probability of making a pill has been greatly improved. She has been able to refine ordinary Qi Ning Pills for her disciples to take, which is of great help to them.
Du Pangpang looked at everything in front of him and felt very emotional in his heart. How could he feel such a harmonious atmosphere in Shu Mountain? He was even more grateful for his decision to follow Lin Mingyuan down the mountain.
But what they didn't know was that on the hillside of Qingyunmen, several uninvited guests were approaching. The leader was an old man with an eagle-like face, followed by a young man wearing a wolfskin hood. It was the old eagle and Lang Mie
!
"Elder Ying, if you ask me to say that the Qingyun Sect can be wiped out by me alone, why should you also take action?"
Lang Mie's face looked very frivolous under the wolfskin hood. He felt the meager spiritual power in the mountains and was very disdainful. What kind of future could such a sect established in such a wasteful place have?
"Haha, young master, you don't know something. When the Qingyun Sect was at its peak, it once produced monks at the Nascent Soul stage, and they were even about to reach the level of a first-class sect. Later, they declined under the suppression of our Langya Sect. This should not be underestimated.
."
Elder Ying flicked his long beard, and his eyes showed memories. It was obvious that he was one of those who attacked Qingyun Sect back then.
"Nascent Soul Stage Monk?"
Lang Mie's eyes showed surprise, and then he asked with some confusion.
"Since the Qingyun Sect has such strength, how did dad dismantle them?"
"collapse?"
Elder Ying laughed loudly, and answered slowly after thinking about it for a while.
"Young Master, you don't know. Although our Langya Sect is based in the Qingyun Mountains, we have a backer behind us. Otherwise, how could we manipulate the Nascent Soul Stage monks into applause?"
"I see, dad has never told me about this!"
Lang Mie's eyes shone with excitement. He had only heard the Wolf King say that after the matter was settled, he would be blessed with a fortune and might even be able to condense the Tao Golden Pill. He never expected that his father would have such a relationship.
Lang Mie clenched his fists. Obviously, this Qingyun Sect incident was a test for him. If he successfully obtained the Nine-turn Pure Heart Pill, coupled with the power and resources behind the Langya Sect, he would be able to break through the Golden Pill Stage just around the corner!
"Elder Ying, you don't need to take action when the time comes. I'm enough for an inferior sect like Qingyun Sect."
Lang Mie obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity. Elder Ying said he was here to help him, but in fact it was more like he was sent by his father to supervise him.
"Okay, now it's time to work hard, young master."
Elder Ying naturally didn't care. He knew the situation of Qingyun Sect very well. A foundation-building monk came from nowhere and carried the banner regardless of life and death. With Lang Mie's cultivation level, he couldn't resist it at all.
"arrive!"
The two of them walked all the way up the mountain and finally arrived at the gate of Qingyun Gate. However, the majestic gate in front of them shocked them, especially Elder Ying, who rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
In his impression, the Qingyunmen Gate was just a shabby plaque surrounded by overgrown weeds. How could it be so majestic?
I saw the majestic fairy spirit lingering, and the three characters of Qingyun Gate carved on the stone pillars, which looked extremely solemn and completely incompatible with the decayed appearance a month ago.
"strangeness..."
Elder Ying secretly murmured in his heart, this formation does not look like the mountain gate of a low-level sect, I am afraid that it is nothing more than the first-rate sect.
"snort!"
Lang Mie's face darkened under the wolfskin hood, obviously feeling unhappy because of his absence.
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
He stretched out his hand and slammed a pair of sharp-edged fists against the mountain gate. If this explosive force were placed on an ordinary mountain rock, it would probably collapse in an instant. Only a crisp sound was heard, and Lang Mie's hand was blown away.
He turned back with an ugly look on his face.
The stone pillars of the mountain gate were not damaged at all, leaving only a slight white mark, which disappeared instantly. However, Lang Mie's arms were trembling slightly, obviously frightened by the force of the counterattack.
"Young Master!"
Elder Ying transferred his spiritual power into Lang Mie's body, dispelling the power for him, and then looked at the mountain gate with a strange expression.
In just less than a month, Qingyun Sect seems to have changed a lot...