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Huang Fuzhou came to the Xuanshui Palace and waited patiently for half an hour. A Taoist came out and led him to the side hall. The Taoist served him fragrant tea and said, "Uncle Huang, you came at a bad time. The sect competition is near and my master is in seclusion. I'm afraid he has no time to see you."
Huang Fuzhou sighed. This was the third time he came here after half a year. However, he got the same answer every time.
Qi Yuntian was the head of the top ten disciples, Yuanying Zhenren. Since he became one of the top ten disciples, no one dared to challenge him. Now that his cultivation was even more profound and unpredictable, why would he need to seclusion?
This was obviously an excuse. He did not want to see him.
However, Huang Fuzhou could not lose his temper. He knew it was useless but he forced himself to ask, "When will Senior Brother Qi come out?"
The Taoist shook his head and said, "Maybe half a year, maybe a year. As for the specific date, I really don't know."
When Huang Fuzhou heard this, his heart felt even more empty. He had been in closed-door training for forty-five years. Originally, he was full of himself and wanted to pull himself together, but he didn't expect to receive such a cold reception. However, he was also a person with a firm heart. Once he set his mind on something, he wouldn't easily give up. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone into closed-door training for over forty years.
However, the position of the top ten disciples was not only a competition among the disciples but also a game between the aristocratic families and the masters. If he could not get Qi Yuntian's promise, what could he do even if he defeated Xiao Sha?
He sat until sunrise. Just Now, he stood up and bid farewell to the Taoist. He left the Xuanshui Palace and looked up at the magnificent sunset. He made up his mind. From now on, he would come here every day until Senior Brother Qi agreed to see him.
Just as he was about to ride the cloud, a Daoist with a round face walked out of the palace. Seeing his back, the Daoist called out loudly, "Is that Senior Martial Brother Huang?"
Huang Fuzhou looked back and his expression changed. He smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "So it's Junior Brother Fan! I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? "
Fan Changqing patted his belly and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, I am fat and relaxed. Of course it's very good. "
He then asked in surprise, "Why? Is Senior Brother Huang also here to see Eldest Senior Brother?"
Huang Fuzhou sighed and said, "That's true. This is the third time I've come to pay my respects to Senior Brother Qi since I came out of seclusion. Why haven't I seen your face yet? "
"Eldest Senior Brother is also in seclusion. It's not easy for me to meet him …"
Fan Changqing narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Junior brother, that disciple of mine has recently presented quite a bit of immortal tea. I heard that it is a secret stash of Zhou Monastery Head. If I remember correctly, senior brother Huang is also a person of this path. Why don't you go and have a taste?"
Huang Fuzhou's heart skipped a beat. Although Fan Changqing was Meng Zhen's disciple in name, he was from the same sect as Qi Yuntian. Moreover, every time this Eldest Senior Brother wanted to help the younger generation, he would always be the one to do it. Now that he had invited him, could it be Qi Yuntian's arrangement?
Thinking up to here, he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. However, his self-cultivation was outstanding after all, and no one could see through his inner thoughts on his face. He said in an extremely natural manner, "Since it's Junior Brother's request, how can I refuse?"
Fan Changqing laughed and said, "Good, good. Senior Brother, please follow me."
The two of them went all the way south. In just a moment, they arrived at a beautiful and warm Snail Island.
Huang Fuzhou looked around and saw green grass under the pine and cypress trees. Green Vine Purple Radish, red flowers and yellow flowers. His eyes were filled with colorful makeup. Young deer were jumping beside the mountain stream and birds were singing happily. He could not help but be surprised and said, "This beautiful scenery is where Senior Brother's disciple lives?"
Fan Changqing pointed down and said with a smile, "Senior Brother has been in seclusion for more than forty years. I'm afraid you don't know that I have recently accepted a good disciple. It's a girl who is cultivating on this Green Vine Island. Senior Brother has not seen her yet."
"I see."
Huang Fuzhou nodded. He could not be blamed for feeling strange earlier. Fan Changqing had always been strict and cautious in accepting disciples. He also knew the disciple from before. He was a dull person and would not decorate the place of cultivation like this. It must be a good disciple that he had accepted in recent years. Otherwise, he would not have said "good".
As soon as the two of them arrived at the edge of the island, a beautiful female Cultivator with clear eyes came to greet them on a two-colored mystic light. She first bowed to the two of them and then pulled Fan Changqing's sleeve, shaking it left and right, pretending to be pitiful. She said, "Master, why did you come to see your poor disciple today?"
Fan Changqing felt a little awkward and said, "Hanyue, don't mess around. Your master has a fellow disciple here. How can I be rude?"
Qiu Hanyue stuck out her tongue. Although she liked to play around, she still had to give her master some face. So she let go of her sleeve and stood to the side with a smile.
Fan Changqing pointed at Huang Fuzhou and said, "This is your Uncle-Master Huang. He entered the sect a few years earlier than your master. You have to call him Uncle-Master."
Qiu Hanyue's pretty face immediately became serious. She bowed to Huang Fuzhou respectfully and said affectionately, "Uncle-Master."
Then she raised her head and blinked. She smiled mischievously and said, "Uncle-Master, do you have a greeting gift for my nephew?"
Huang Fuzhou stroked his beard and smiled. He took out a Golden Toad the size of a baby's fist and handed it to Qiu Hanyue. He said, "Uncle-Master came in a hurry and did not prepare anything good. This little thing is called 'Treasure of the Fallen'. You only need to whisper to it and it will find treasures hidden in the soil. It works every time. I give it to my nephew to play with."
Although he was invited by Fan Changqing halfway, he originally wanted to visit Qi Yuntian. So he also brought some gifts with him. He wanted to bribe the disciples of the Mystical Water Palace, but the disciples did not dare to accept them. So in the end, he did not use them.
This Golden Toad was actually a rare treasure. He was not afraid to give it away. It was good that Fan Changqing was willing to accept it. Maybe Fan Changqing could put in a good word for him in front of Qi Yuntian.
Fan Changqing glanced at it and could roughly see that this thing was also quite rare. He thought for a while and his expression became serious. He said, "Senior, please come over and talk."
The two of them went to a pavilion and sat down. Immediately, a servant girl on the island served fragrant tea. However, Huang Fuzhou was not in the mood to taste it. He only touched his lips and then put it down. His mouth followed Fan Changqing's words and casually praised it.
Although he still spoke freely on the surface, Fan Changqing knew that his heart was not here. After chatting for a while, he picked up the teacup and blew on it. He said, "Senior Huang, this time you came out, do you have any plans?"
Seeing that they finally talked about serious matters, Huang Fuzhou sat up slightly and said cautiously, "Forty-six years ago, I did not have a battle with Xiao Sha. I deeply regret it. This time I came out, I want to have another battle with him!"
After saying that, he looked at Fan Changqing and waited for him to speak.
Fan Changqing put down the teacup and seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly said, "Senior, do you know Junior Ning Chong Xuan Ning?"
Huang Fuzhou nodded and said, "I have also heard of him from the other Junior Brothers. I did not expect that there would be such a person in my line of disciples."
Fan Changqing said, "Junior Ning Chong is the disciple of Martial Uncle Sun. This time, he is going to fight for the position of the top ten disciples.
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Huang Fuzhou suddenly felt some bitterness in his mouth. After coming out of closed-door training, he also vaguely knew about Ning Chong Xuan. He admitted that Ning Chong Xuan's cultivation realm was not as good as his, but he was the proud disciple of Sun Zhenren. Even if his teacher was still alive, it was impossible for him to compete with Ning Chong Xuan.
But he originally thought that Qi Yuntian did not support him alone, so he still had a chance. But listening to Fan Changqing's words, it seemed that this time, he would only support Ning Chong Xuan.
Fan Changqing saw that he did not speak, so he said, "Huang Shixiong, if you really want to give it a try, there's nothing wrong with that. But if you want to play it safe, there's no harm in taking it slow, the chances will be greater."
After listening to this, Huang Fuzhou carefully pondered, and he already understood the deep meaning.
If he wanted to compete for the position of the top ten disciples, no one would stop him, but no one would support him. But if he gave up this competition and let Ning Chong Xuan become one of the top ten disciples, then in the next competition, they could free up their hands and support him to get the position.
According to common sense, what Fan Changqing said was indeed a safe way.
But Huang Fuzhou did not think so. He had worked hard to cultivate for more than forty years, but the result was that someone else got the chance. If he waited for another twenty-four years, who could guarantee that no outstanding disciple would step on his head?
Not to mention others, even that Zhang Yan did not seem to be any worse than him.
And even if he could afford to wait, how could those junior brothers on Yangyue Island afford to wait?
After working so hard for so many years, it was not easy for them to get the chance, but when it was finally over, how could he explain it to them?
He nodded, and then seemed to have made up his mind. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, junior brother, for telling me the truth. It is late now, I will not stay any longer. Goodbye."
Fan Changqing hurriedly got up and said, "Senior Brother Huang, I will send you off."
Huang Fuzhou raised his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, please wait!"
After he cupped his hands again, he turned into a wisp of smoke and went to the horizon, blending into the evening clouds.
At this time, Qiu Hanyue came to Fan Changqing's side, and asked curiously, "Master, from what you said just now, doesn't that mean that Uncle-Master Zhang cannot fight for the position of the top ten disciples?"
Fan Changqing shook his head and laughed, and said, "Who said he can't? Disciple, sometimes victory and defeat aren't as simple as you and I think. Junior Brother Zhang's ability isn't bad, but without Junior Brother Ning's support from Daoist Sun, so what if he wins one round? He will not be able to stand. "
Qiu Hanyue nodded, not fully understanding, and then her eyes turned, but she had a little idea in her mind, thinking about how to inform senior sister Yan Yi about what happened today.
After Huang Fuzhou left Jade Radish Island, he turned into a wisp of smoke and flew back to Nourishing Pleasure Island. However, on the way, a purplish-red smoke blocked his way, and a beautiful female Daoist nun with a horsetail whisk appeared. She cupped her hands, and said, "Are you Senior Brother Huang Fuzhou?"
Huang Fuzhou hurriedly stopped, and cupped his hands, and said, "Yes, I am. May I ask where you are from, senior sister?"
The female Daoist nun waved her horsetail whisk, and said seriously, "I am a disciple of Glittering Jewel Cave. Zhenren has a decree for Senior Brother Huang to meet him."
Huang Fuzhou's heart skipped a beat. Even with his reserved personality, he could not help but cry out, "Qin Zhenren?"
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