There were still sixteen years until the Gathering of the Dragon Pillars. Zhang Yan thought that he did not need to be in a hurry. Because there was nothing to disturb him in recent years, he felt that his cultivation progress was quite fast. In another seven to eight years, he would be able to raise his cultivation to the next level. At that time, it would not be too late to go.
After he finished discussing with Zhao Ge, he stepped out of the cave. He looked up and saw that it was already the first hour of the day, the sky was already dark, the mountain in the distance was hazy. He leaped up and returned to the cave on the peak of the mountain to circulate the Jun Yang essence.
Very quickly, the night passed and he woke up from his meditation. It was dawn and the sun was about to rise. Remembering what Priest Wen said before he left yesterday, he told Jing You who was accompanying him, "There's a boy in the lower house who has traveled thousands of miles to be apprenticed to me. Bring him up the mountain to see me.
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Jing You acknowledged and immediately left the cave. He boarded a flying boat and went down the mountain.
The Hanyuan Lower Courtyard was located at the foot of Cang Zhu Peak, about ten miles away from the main mountain gate. When Zhang Yan first gave the order to build the Lower Courtyard, there were only a few bamboo houses because there were very few disciples. As more and more disciples came to join the Lower Courtyard, the Hanyuan Lower Courtyard gradually expanded.
But this place was originally in the wilderness and most of the disciples were descendants of the nobles of the Shen Wu Mountain, so it was quite uncomfortable for them to live here. Thus, they ordered the servants and craftsmen to build many pavilions and pavilions. At first, they were afraid of being punished by the sect and did not dare to go too far. But later, when they saw that the sect did not care about their actions, they became bold and moved all the luxurious things of their clan here.
Later on, the disciples also followed suit. They diverted water to create a lake and planted flowers and trees everywhere. In the past ten years, this place had become quite exquisite and beautiful. The jade stairs were like silver, the flowers wilting by the lotus pond, the strange stone corridors, everywhere was elegant. Willow streams and bamboo paths, platforms and square bridges, everything was prepared.
Because of this, many disciples in the lower house would go out on a boat to tour the lake in their spare time, singing the wind and admiring the moon.
When Zhang Yan heard about this, he told the people of the sect not to bother about it. Just let it be.
The lower house was the first door to test the disciples' Dao heart. Whether or not they want to pursue immortality is their own business. If you are willing to learn, I will teach you. If you do not have the heart. Give up the opportunity. I won't force it.
At this moment, the morning sun was just beginning to shine. In the lower house, there were already a few disciples who were concentrating on cultivating their Inner Qi. At this moment, they saw a boy with an unusually large head coming over on a flying boat. He recognized that this was the attendant of the Sect Leader. One of them came up and bowed, saying, "Master Jing Shang, what can I do for you to come down the mountain today?"
Jing You glanced over and said, "You are Qiu Guang?"
The disciple didn't expect Jing You to remember his name and couldn't help but reveal a happy expression, "It is this disciple."
Jing You seemed to ask casually, "Do you have a ten-year-old boy who is rumored to have come from outside the Shenwu Mountain to be a disciple?"
The disciple thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Master Jing Shang was originally here to look for Zhao Yang? Master Jing Shang, please wait a moment. This disciple will go and find him. "
Jing You waved his hand and said, "Go quickly and come back quickly."
Qiu Guang didn't dare to delay. After bowing, he lifted his foot and left. He remembered that Zhao Yang seemed to live in a side courtyard in the northwest. Because he was still young and wasn't a citizen of the Shenwu Mountain, no one invited him out to play. At this moment, he was probably still studying the Eroding Writings in the hut.
After a while, he arrived in front of a secluded bamboo building and said loudly, "Is Junior Brother Zhao here?"
If it was in the past, he didn't even need to greet a disciple who had just entered the sect and stepped inside. However, Jing You coming to look for this boy made him realize that this Zhao Yang might not be ordinary, so there was no need to offend him.
After a while, a clear and slightly childish voice rang out in the courtyard, "Zhao Yang is here. Which Senior Brother is outside?"
Qiu Guang said, "Junior Brother Zhao, I am your Senior Brother Qiu, do you still remember? Let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this. I came here to tell you that Master Jing Shang from Cang Zhu Peak has come to find you. At this moment, he is waiting outside. Junior Brother Zhao, your fortune has come! "
Inside the bamboo building, a delicate and pretty boy was sitting in front of a table. His skin was white, his eyes were clear, and his lips were tightly pursed. He was clearly only about ten years old, but his body revealed a calm aura that only an adult could have. After hearing these words, his heart jumped and he thought to himself, "The opportunity has finally come."
He had come to this mountain for another purpose besides becoming a disciple. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for coming to tell me. I will come now."
He stood up, tidied up his clothes, and steadily walked out of the bamboo building. Qiu Guang greeted him with a smile and affectionately held his hand. He patted the back of his hand and said with a smile, "Come, Junior Brother, Senior Brother will take you to see Master Jing Shang."
Zhao Yang did not resist and let him lead him. Not long after, the two of them arrived in front of Jing You. Qiu Guang bowed and said, "Master Jing Shang, disciple has brought Junior Brother Zhao to you."
Jing You looked Zhao Yang up and down and said, "You are Zhao Yang? Come on my flying boat, I will take you to see the head. "
Zhao Yang bowed and said, "I heard that it takes sincerity to find a master. I am willing to walk to the peak and pay my respects to the head."
Jing You was startled and then said impatiently, "How can the head let you wait for a long time? Come with me."
He grabbed it with his hand and threw it onto the flying boat. Then, with a shake of his talisman, he soared into the sky and flew toward the peak.
The two of them arrived at the peak in a flash. Jing You removed the flying boat and led Zhao Yang into the cave. After seeing Zhang Yan, he bowed and said, "Master, Zhao Yang has been brought here."
After Zhao Yang entered the cave, he saw a Daoist sitting on a praying mat. He knew that this was the head of the sect. His heart surged but he quickly suppressed it. He knelt down and said, "Disciple Zhao Yang greets the head."
Zhang Yan looked over and looked at him. He said slowly, "You are the one who rejected Junior Brother Wen's good intentions and wanted to be my disciple?"
Zhao Yang's heart was perturbed. He lowered his head and said, "Yes, I am."
Zhang Yan said indifferently, "Every disciple under my Hanyuan School must first practice the Scripture of Cleansing Breath in the lower house. Once they have mastered it, they can then enter the upper house to open their meridians. This rule cannot be broken. If you want to be my disciple, you must be with your peers in the lower house and cultivate step by step. That is why I cannot accept you. Considering that you have traveled over mountains and rivers to come here, your Dao heart is strong and you have been recommended by Junior Brother Wen, I will make an exception to meet you. Go back and cultivate well."
Zhao Yang was stunned. He was only ten years old. To be able to travel tens of thousands of miles to become an apprentice to Zhang Yan was a rare feat, but he had only done so because he had been instructed by someone else to do so. That person had told him to do such a shocking thing in order to gain Zhang Yan's favor. That person had once said that with his talent and outstanding talent, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that Zhang Yan would accept him as a disciple. But he never expected that Zhang Yan would only say one sentence to him. Then he ordered him to leave.
Jing You saw that he was kneeling and did not move. He shouted from the side, "Zhao Yang, still not leaving?"
Zhao Yang had a feeling that if he just walked out like this. He would probably miss a great opportunity. He gritted his teeth. He said, "Today, I came to be apprenticed not only to seek Dao but also to seek the protection of the head. If I can serve you, I am willing to offer a large sect's treasury. "
After saying this, he kowtowed heavily.
Zhang Yan's expression did not change. He smiled faintly and said, "A large sect's treasury? Zhao Yang, tell me honestly. Where did you come from? "
Zhao Yang lowered his head and said, "My father's surname is Zhao Huan. He is a disciple of the Fu Yang Sect. This time, I came under my father's orders to be apprenticed to you."
"Fu Yang Sect?"
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed slightly. It was not the first time he came to Dong Sheng. He naturally knew that this sect was originally one of the eight large sects in Dong Sheng Continent. It was also an evil sect.
After thinking about it for a while, he asked a few more questions and finally understood that Zhao Yang's father, Zhao Huan, knew about a secret treasure that had been passed down from his sect and was interrogated by several of his fellow disciples. In the end, he was seriously injured and had to escape.
Because his injuries were severe and there was no medicine to cure him, he could only dismember himself and seal his soul with a secret technique.
Although Zhao Yang was his son, he was not yet at the age to cultivate Xuan Qi. He did not have any Dao skills. Moreover, he was just a child. Without guidance and without the tools to cultivate Dao, he might not even be able to open his meridians. If his fellow disciples from the same sect came looking for him, he would not be able to defend himself. To avoid this disaster, before he left, his father told him to come to Hanyuan Sect to be apprenticed to a master. If he was successful in his cultivation, he could escort Zhao Huan's soul to reincarnate as a human and retrieve the treasury at the same time.
Zhang Yan asked curiously, "There are countless sects in the world. Why did your father tell you to come alone to Shenwu Mountain to be apprenticed to me?"
Zhao Yang answered honestly, "Because Sect Leader Zhenren exchanged the three Xuan weapons for spiritual herbs. After my father heard about it, he also came to Shenwu Mountain. He knew that Sect Leader came from another continent and once fought one against five. Your cultivation is profound and cannot be compared to ordinary people. So he ordered me to come and be apprenticed to you."
This was only the surface reason. Fu Yang Sect had made many enemies in the past and there were not many people they could trust. Zhang Yan was a cultivator from another continent and had no enmity with his sect. If his identity was exposed, he would not take his life.
Zhao Yang kowtowed and said, "If Sect Leader Zhenren is willing to accept me as a disciple, I am willing to offer the treasury in exchange for a chance."
He was very afraid that Zhao Huan's fellow disciples would find him. If he was just a normal disciple of Hanyuan Sect, even if he was captured, the sect would not stand up for him. But if he became the Sect Leader's disciple, it would be different. With Zhang Yan's cultivation, he would be able to protect him.
Although the treasury was good, he needed to be alive to enjoy it. Instead of holding it in his hands, it was better to exchange it for a chance.
Zhang Yan pondered for a while and finally said, "You and I are not destined to be master and disciple, but I can choose a good master for you. You can leave first."
When Zhao Yang heard that he couldn't become Zhang Yan's disciple, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But then he thought about it again. Since it was the Sect Leader's recommendation, it shouldn't be too bad. He calmed down a little, kowtowed, and then left.
Ten days later, Zhang Boyan, who had gone out to search for medicinal ingredients, returned to the sect. He did not need to report and went straight to the cave to see Zhang Yan. After greeting and sitting down, he took out a wooden box and placed it on the table. He said, "When I went out this time, I met the Sixth Prince of Chu again. I heard that the Manor Head is looking for the three spiritual herbs, so he ordered me to deliver this."
Zhang Yan took the wooden box and looked at it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Snake Ring Crystal?"
This box of Snake Ring Crystal could be used to refine a white Yueying that could be used for three years. Although it was a drop in the bucket for cultivation, the meaning behind it was self-evident. This meant that he had something that he wanted.
He smiled, as if he did not care. He put the wooden box aside and turned to Zhang Boyan. He said, "Zhang, you have been cultivating for hundreds of years, but until now, you have not found a disciple to pass on your skills to. This is not appropriate. I have a disciple under my sect. His talent is excellent and his heart is firm. It depends on whether you are willing to accept him or not."
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