"I'm seriously injured right now and all the elixirs I brought with me were lost along the way. Can you help me find some elixirs? It'll be beneficial to you as well."
Although Luo Xiao had helped Zhang Yan avoid a disaster earlier, Zhang Yan still flatly refused. "No! You shouldn't go out now. Ning Chongxuan didn't find you this time so I'm sure he hasn't gone far. Maybe he's waiting for you to walk right into his trap. "
Luo Xiao shuddered. He thought about it and felt that what Zhang Yan said made sense. He couldn't help but curse, "That Ning Chongxuan isn't a good person either. Now that I think about it, he had the chance to save those disciples but he watched me kill them before making a move. He's got ulterior motives."
Zhang Yan shook his head. The water in the lower house of the Ying Cang Sect was already so deep, let alone the upper house. But before he opened his meridians, these things were too far away for him and he couldn't be bothered to think about it.
Luo Xiao walked around the cauldron irritably. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Let me ask you, since you're a disciple of the lower house of the Ying Cang Sect, do you have a good relationship with an inner disciple?"
"An inner disciple?" Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I am."
Luo Xiao was stunned and immediately said angrily, "You're an inner disciple? Then you must be from an aristocratic family. Why would you lack elixirs? Could it be that you can't bear to? I even told you the secret of heaven to help you cultivate. If I knew this, I would've died with you! "
Zhang Yan didn't expect Luo Xiao to react so fiercely. Afraid that it would cause a misunderstanding, he immediately explained, "I'm not from an aristocratic family. I entered the sect Just Now, three days ago."
"You're not from an aristocratic family?" Luo Xiao was startled but after knowing the whole story, his eyes suddenly became complicated. A cultivator without any background could start from the lower house of the Ying Cang Sect? This was too unbelievable to him. After a while, he snorted and said, "Then it's easy."
"How?" Zhang Yan didn't understand.
Luo Xiao laughed aloud and said, "You are an inner disciple of Ying Cang Sect's lower house, who knows how many princes and dukes in the world want to curry favor with you, what do you think we should do?"
Zhang Yan couldn't help but be surprised. Just as he was about to ask again, he heard someone outside the door say, "Senior Brother Zhang, are you here? An old friend, Zhao Yuan, has come to visit."
"Is that Senior Brother Zhao?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Yan could tell that it was Zhao Yuan. He glanced at Luo Xiao, and the latter immediately shrank back into the cauldron. Zhang Yan closed the lid of the cauldron, tidied up his clothes, and walked to the door to open it.
Outside the door was Zhao Yuan. However, he was a bit reserved when facing Zhang Yan. He cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, I greet you."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Senior Martial Brother Zhao, it's been a long time since you came to see me."
Carefully looking at Zhao Yuan, he saw that he still hadn't reached the Essence Building Realm. Moreover, his cheeks were sunken in, his eyes were lifeless, and his sideburns were grey. It was obvious that he had damaged his Dao Foundation because of his eagerness for success. Perhaps he would not be able to take a step forward in his life. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh in pity.
Seeing that Zhang Yan's attitude was still the same as before, Zhao Yuan was slightly relieved. A trace of a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Junior Martial Brother, I have come before, but after Senior Brother Zhang came back from the monastery, you went into seclusion until now. I think you were trying to comprehend a superior Dao Law, so I did not dare to disturb you."
Zhao Yuan was older than Zhang Yan, but still addressed him as "Junior Martial Brother". Zhang Yan did not deliberately correct him, but now that their status had changed, and he was now an inner disciple, how could Zhao Yuan dare to call himself a Senior Martial Brother? However, no matter how he addressed Zhao Yuan, he did not dare to say anything.
"Yes, I was in seclusion, and neglected Senior Martial Brother Zhao." Zhang Yan stepped aside and said, "Senior Martial Brother, please come inside."
Zhao Yuan stepped into the Immortal Cave, and the two of them sat down as host and guest. He looked around, and sighed with emotion, "This place is quiet, but Senior Martial Brother's status is different now, so you should find a few people to take care of the mundane things."
"I have only been an inner disciple for three days, so I don't have enough time to gather servants. Besides, I am wholeheartedly cultivating, so I don't have time to think about these trivial things."
Inner disciples kept servants to show their status. Furthermore, these servants could help them deal with worldly affairs and dealings with their families. These servants were brought over from their families, so they could be trusted. However, Zhang Yan's foundation was shallow, so how could he dare to recruit servants with unknown backgrounds?
Zhang Xi was a good choice, but he was old, and the situation in the lower courtyard was treacherous. If he became an inner disciple, it would inevitably cause some people to be dissatisfied, but they would not dare to make a move against him, so he temporarily did not plan to do so.
"Senior Martial Brother Zhao, why do you have time to come here today?"
Zhao Yuan sighed, and an apologetic expression appeared on his face. He stood up and said, "Last time, my little sister caused a lot of trouble for Senior Martial Brother Zhang …"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yan reached out and pressed him down, saying with a smile, "Such a small matter, Brother Zhao, why do you need to take it to heart? If it wasn't for your little sister, I might not have reached this step today. "
What he said was not wrong. If it wasn't for Zhao Ying, perhaps Bian Qiao would not have come to Qianzhang Cliff to cause trouble, and Ai Zhongwen would not have taken the initiative to visit. The world changed in a strange way, and mortals could not predict it.
Zhao Yuan thought of something, and he sighed slightly, saying, "That was Senior Martial Brother's fated chance."
Zhang Yan frowned slightly. Zhao Yuan had fallen because of the word 'fortuitous encounter.' However, since he had no hope of cultivating, it wasn't good for him to say anything about it, so he changed the topic and said, "Xuanwen seemed to have met your younger sister once on Cloudsweeping Peak. May I know who her master is?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "Junior Martial Brother, I don't know either. I only know that it's a Kun Daoist who lives in Tai Peace Temple, but I've never seen him in person."
Nowadays, there were two types of inheritance for cultivators. One was inheritance from noble families, and the other was inheritance from master to disciple. In the Donghua Continent alone, the major sects were all controlled by noble families. Zhao Yuan's words made it very likely that Zhao Ying was a disciple of master.
That Daoist nun seemed to be an elder of Zhao Ying's sect. Zhang Yan still remembered the favor he owed her and had always wanted to return it. However, it seemed that Zhao Yuan had no hope of cultivating, so this opportunity would probably have to be found in the future.
At this time, Zhao Yuan coughed and said with a slightly troubled expression, "Senior Martial Brother Zhang …"
"Senior Martial Brother Zhao, there's no harm in saying what you want to say."
Zhao Yuan revealed a slightly cautious expression and said slowly, "My Zhao family has been merchants for generations. When it came to my grandfather's generation, we were once taken care of by a noble. Now this noble's nephew wants to get to know Senior Martial Brother Zhang, I wonder …"
When he said this, he could not help but feel nervous. He kept observing Zhang Yan's expression, afraid that he would show any displeasure. He knew his own situation well. When it came to helping, it was Zhang Yan who helped him the most. Zhao Ying had even caused some trouble for Zhang Yan. What he said before was just polite words.
It was just that this person really did the Zhao family a favor, so he had no choice but to shamelessly ask for help.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly and said, "For such a small matter, next time Senior Martial Brother Zhao does not need to come personally, just write a letter."
Zhao Yuan was startled. He did not expect Zhang Yan to be so easy to talk to. His expression also became a little excited. "This person is waiting at the foot of the mountain. If it is convenient for Junior Martial Brother, can you call her up now?"
After saying this, he looked eagerly at Zhang Yan, afraid that he would refuse.
"Oh?"
Zhang Yan could not help but be surprised. The "noble" mentioned by Zhao Yuan must be of a high status. Why would she wait at the foot of the mountain to see him?
In fact, he was a bit undervaluing himself.
He was a disciple of the lower house of the Ying Cang Sect. This identity was enough to make people in the secular world look at him.
What kind of place was the lower house? It was the place where the sect cultivated the future core disciples. In the future, the elders and even the head of the Ying Cang Sect might appear among these people. Many people would rather not cultivate Taoism in order to make friends with these new disciples.
When a new disciple went to the upper house, he or she would have a paradise to himself. They could also choose a few registered disciples from the lower house who they were on good terms to go to the upper house to be their own future team.
And in the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Yan was destined to be a true disciple of the Ying Cang Sect in the future. Once he opened his meridians and went to the upper house, he would definitely marry into a mysterious family. After that, even if he did not come out of the sect, the sect would still give him pills, books, magic treasures, and spiritual weapons. His cultivation would still rise. Such a person could not even be curried favor with normally. If Zhang Yan was willing to give them face, those who came to court his favor could trample the mountain path of the Rippling Clouds Peak.
And since Zhang Yan started cultivating, almost everyone said that his talent was not high. Even he himself thought so. But in reality, people who could cultivate Qi and cultivate Taoism were already one in ten thousand, and those who could cultivate to his level were even rarer.
In the territory of the Donghua Continent, other than the sixteen major sects, there were countless small sects. Some small sects even used up the entire power of the sect to help one person open their meridians. Even so, they could still call the wind and summon the rain in a state or a county, and be regarded as a superior.
Zhang Yan could not help but ask, "Who is this person?"
Zhao Yuan said, "This person is the daughter of the Wei dynasty's High Duke Song, Princess Linya, Cao Ying. She specially came here to pay her respects to Senior Brother Zhang."
Hearing that this was the identity of this "noble person," Zhang Yan did not care much. He was now a member of the Xuanmen. Emperors, generals, and ministers could only control ordinary people, and could not control him. As long as it was not a cultivator, there was no difference in status in his eyes.
Zhao Yuan bowed and hurried away. To Zhang Yan, this woman's identity was not important, but to Zhao Yuan, she was the daughter of the High Duke. He could not neglect her, so he had to personally welcome her.
About four hours later, when it was almost noon, Zhao Yuan led a woman in men's clothing over.
This woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She was tall, with phoenix eyes and slender eyebrows. When she looked around, there was a faint sense of majesty. In addition, there were more than a hundred servants and guards behind her, which made her look even more noble. It was Princess Linya, Cao Ying.
"All of you wait here. Do not summon me, and do not come forward at will, lest you anger Celestial Master."
Everyone bowed together, but did not dare to respond. It was obvious that they had been instructed beforehand.
"Princess, please follow me." Zhao Yuan led the way in front.
Cao Ying's face was slightly reserved. She nodded and said, "Thank you, Mister Zhao."
Walking along the plank road, Cao Ying stepped into the cave and saw Zhang Yan sitting on a praying mat. She went up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Ordinary woman Cao Ying greets Celestial Master Zhang."
Zhang Yan did not pay attention to her. Instead, he turned to Zhao Yuan and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, come and sit here."
Cao Ying was shocked. It seemed that Zhao Yuan's position in Celestial Master Zhang's heart was far beyond her imagination. She was afraid that the way she treated the Zhao family would have to change in the future.
Zhao Yuan repeatedly said that he did not dare. In the end, under Cao Ying's persuasion, he reluctantly stood next to Zhang Yan. However, he refused to sit down no matter what.
Zhang Yan let him be. He then looked at Cao Ying and said, "You are Cao Ying?"
Cao Ying bowed again and said, "Yes, I am."
As the Countess of Cliff, she was usually bossy and bossy in the Public House. She did not even spare a glance at many princes and nobles. However, in front of Zhang Yan, she trembled with fear and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
She also knew about Zhang Yan. He defeated three disciples from the lower house of Guangyuan Faction at the Peak of Drifting Clouds all by himself. This caused Guangyuan Faction to lose face and had to leave in defeat. What kind of ability was this?
In her eyes, Guangyuan Faction was already a big Immortal Faction. In her eyes, Ying Cang Faction was even more unattainable. Moreover, Zhang Yan would sooner or later become a true disciple of the upper house. She was actually able to get to know this person through Zhao Yuan before he went to the upper house. She had to say that it was her family's fortune.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
Cao Ying raised her head and said, "I heard that Celestial Master Zhang is already an inner disciple. I am willing to offer a thousand pounds of Five Elements Holy Sand as an offering."
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