Ran Xiushu saw that his master also agreed to give the Sword Pond to Zhang Yan, so he said, "The Sword Pond is in Uncle-Master Wei's cave abode. Master, please give me a token so that I can retrieve it."
But right at this moment, Xun Huaiying took a step forward and stretched out her hand to stop him. "Senior Brother Ran, wait."
He looked at Ying Chunqiu, who was sitting in the hall, and cupped his hands. "Uncle-Master, it's not appropriate to only give the Sword Pond."
Ying Chunqiu glanced at him and stroked his beard in silence.
If the Shaoqing Sect's sword pellet was lost outside and someone brought it back, they would reward them handsomely.
On the surface, it seemed that this was the rule for the Shaoqing Sect to enshrine the sword pellet in the sword platform. However, there was a hidden meaning behind it.
All Shaoqing direct disciples had a spell scroll in their sword pellets. Even if the sword master passed away, as long as the sword pellet was not completely destroyed and returned to the sect, they could use it to see how the person lost the battle.
If they could understand it, they would be able to take note of it next time. Its value was immeasurable.
However, this matter was extremely secretive. In the Shaoqing Sect, apart from Daoist Paradise, only a few Yuanying cultivators knew about it, and Xun Huaiying was one of them.
Obviously, he felt that this favor was not small, and it was not enough to repay it with a Sword Pond.
Seeing that Ying Chunqiu did not speak for a long time, Ran Xiushu turned around and said, "Then what does Junior Brother Xun think I should give?"
Xun Huaiying said in a deep voice, "Although I don't owe people favors, why should I be in a hurry to return it? It's easy to add flowers to embroidery, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow. The tribulation is approaching, so if Fellow Daoist Zhang has anything to ask of me in the future, I'll help. "
Ying Chunqiu sighed. It would be best if he could return the favor on his own. In the future, he might have to pay a higher price. Perhaps the disciples in the sect did not care, but it was difficult for him as the head of the sect. However, Xun Huaiying's words were reasonable, so he could not refuse. He could only say, "Then let's do it."
In the Morning Sun Pavilion, Zhou Hang was reading a book. It was a geographical record of the fifteen countries around the Great Yue Mountain.
Cultivators often lived for hundreds of years, and they often watched the dynasties change. If it was a Profound Race family. He wouldn't have any interest in mortal matters, but he still watched with great interest. Sometimes, he could even see some unusual things in it.
At this moment, the bamboo curtain was lifted and a beautiful woman with her hair tied into two buns entered the pavilion. He bowed. With a sweet voice she said, "Shifu. Your disciple is here. "
Zhou Xuan put down the Daoist book and said with a smile, "Chan Zhu is back, did you find out anything?"
After the incident with Ran Xiushu. He no longer sought a rebuff. He only ordered this disciple to find the Zhou clansmen who had become dao companions with the Shaoqing disciple to gather information.
Chan Zhu was about to speak, but hesitated for a moment. Her beautiful eyes looked around.
Zhou Cai could tell that she was worried, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I've already laid down a Restrictive Formation here, so you can speak without worry."
Although with the temperament of the Shaoqing cultivators, they most likely wouldn't come to spy on them, it was never too much to be careful since they were in someone else's territory.
Chan Zhu visibly relaxed and said, "Shifu, I went to visit the elder sisters, but the information I received was all vague. However, there's one thing worth paying attention to. A month ago, there was sword Qi surging from the Tiantai Sword Furnace in the Shaoqing Sect, and the light pierced through the sky. It was rumored that an elder with the surname Xue refined a good sword pill. However, after asking around, I found out that this elder is not famous normally, but everyone knows about it. This is a little strange, and there are traces of it being deliberately covered up. Thus, I guessed that it was done by Zhenren Zhang?"
Zhou Cai revealed a surprised expression and said, "Refining a sword? Are you sure? "
Chan Zhu said, "I asked several people, and they all said so. It should be correct."
Zhou Cai stroked his beard and thought of the rumor that Zhang Yan came to Shaoqing to learn the sword. He frowned and said, "Could it really be this?"
Chan Zhu looked at his expression and said gently, "Shifu, Zhenren Zhang is not a Shaoqing disciple. Even if he learned the sword technique, he might not have any great achievements, so why be troubled?"
Zhou Cai shook his head. It was not important that Zhang Yan learned the sword technique, but what was important was the matter behind it. From this, it could be seen that the Shaoqing and Qincang sects were much closer than before. This was not good news for Yuxiao.
He thought for a while and said, "Did you find out where the Qincang envoys are staying?"
The female disciple lowered her head and said, "Please forgive me, Shifu. I'm useless and did not find out where they are."
Zhou Cai waved his hand and said, "You can't be blamed for this. It should be because Shaoqing deliberately covered it up."
Thinking of this, he could not help but feel a little worried. However, from welcoming the envoys at the mountain gate to Shaoqing's behavior later on, he clearly felt a sense of alienation. He thought to himself, "Looks like I have to report this matter to the ancestor as soon as I return."
At the southwest direction of the Great Yue Mound, on the Sunglow Observation Platform, a sword light flew over and circled in the sky before dispersing. Zhang Yan stepped out from it. He looked at a temple below and landed on the cloud. When he reached the stairs, Jing You in the temple had already sensed him and ran out to welcome him. He said happily, "Greetings, Master."
Zhang Yan asked, "Where's Senior Brother Miao?"
Jing You said, "He's here. He's playing chess with a few elders."
Zhang Yan walked into the temple, passed the main hall, and arrived at the backyard. He saw Miao Kun playing chess with an elder under a peach blossom tree. The other three elders were watching from the side. When they noticed his arrival, they all stood up to greet him.
Miao Kun looked over and pushed the chessboard away. He laughed and stood up, saying, "Junior Brother Zhang, you've been gone for thirty years. I've asked the people in Shaoqing, but they all said you don't know where you went. If I don't see you in a few years, I'll have to go to the mountain gate to ask for reinforcements."
Zhang Yan knew that he was joking and did not say much. It was better for fewer people to know that he was here to learn swordsmanship.
The four elders knew that the two of them had something to say, so they all took their leave.
Miao Kun gestured for Zhang Yan to sit down and asked with concern, "Junior Brother, did you get what you wanted?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I've gained something, so I won't return empty-handed."
Miao Kun said repeatedly, "That's good, that's good. But I wonder … when will we return?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you can't wait?"
Miao Kun grumbled, "Junior Brother, you don't know. The people in Shaoqing are very boring. They're either cultivating or fighting with their swords. There's no good wine or good food in the sect, and there's no dancing or music either. How can it compare to being free and unfettered in one's own residence? "
He originally wanted to go out for a few rounds, but the Shaoqing disciples knew that he was the nominal disciple of the Qincang sect leader. Once he went out, they would find an excuse to ask for advice.
He was in a dilemma. If he agreed and lost, he would lose face for Sect Leader Qin. If he didn't agree … They would think that he was a coward. At first, he used words to deal with them, but later on, he had no choice but to use seclusion as an excuse and hide in the temple.
Zhang Yan looked at him and said, "Senior Brother, please wait for a few more days."
Miao Kun was delighted. He said, "Oh? Really? "
He hesitated for a while. He asked carefully, "Junior Brother, you seemed to be in a hurry when you left. May I ask if it has anything to do with the Yuxiao envoy? "
Zhang Yan laughed heartily and said, "Senior Brother, you're worrying too much. What does the Yuxiao envoy have to do with me? I just thought that I've been away from the sect for a long time and wanted to return earlier. "
Miao Kun heaved a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."
Zhang Yan had not heard any news from the outside world for a long time because he was refining his sword. After exchanging a few words with Miao Kun, he asked about the matters outside the mountain.
Miao Kun said, "Ever since Junior Brother came to Shaoqing, the continent has become much more stable. It's obvious that the Devil Sect is afraid of our two sects joining hands. I think that if our three Mystical Sects can join hands to deal with this situation and advance and retreat together, we should be able to deal with the Devil Calamity."
Zhang Yan smiled. Miao Kun did not have a high position among Sect Leader Qin's disciples, so there were some things that he did not know.
If the three Mystical Sects joined hands, they would have to be determined to completely wipe out the Devil Sect. However, the fact was that the three sects needed to suppress the Genyin Demon on their side, so they would definitely not do such a thing. It was best to maintain the current situation.
It was no wonder that when Shaoqing came into contact with Qincang School, Yuxiao was so anxious and immediately sent an envoy over.
The two sects had not interfered with each other for thousands of years, but there must be a reason for them to suddenly get close. If it was in the past, it would be fine, but now that there were three Heavy Tribulations in a thousand years, how could Yuxiao be willing to be excluded?
After asking a few more questions, he confirmed that nothing major had happened in the past thirty years, so he found a side courtyard and went to study sword techniques.
On the second day, Ran Xiushu came to find him and personally handed over the Sword Pool. She said that it was a gift to return the sword pellet and asked him to accept it.
Zhang Yan didn't refuse and accepted the kindness. He then packed up and went to the Qinghong Palace to bid farewell to Ying Chunqiu. Then he went to Xun Huaiying's place to bid farewell. When he came out, he drove the Twin Dragons Flying Carriage back to the mountain gate with Miao Kun and the others.
Due to the huge commotion, Zhou Cai, who was in the funeral home, also received the news that the Qincang envoy had left.
Chan Zhu saw that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so she lowered her head and thought for a while. She bit her lips and said, "Teacher, I have a plan that might be able to bury a thorn between Shaoqing and Qincang sects."
Zhou Cai responded with an 'oh' and said with a smile, "Chan Zhu, you have always been intelligent. Maybe you really have a good plan. Tell me about it."
Chan Zhu was a little shy when she heard his praise. She lowered her head and said, "Zhenren Zhang must not have left the Shaoqing mountain gate yet. Teacher can go out and intercept him now and talk to him. You can pretend that it was unintentional and reveal that Zhenren Zhang and Zhou Niangzi were once fated. This way, Shaoqing will definitely be suspicious …"
Zhou Cai shook his head. This method was too presumptuous. If the two sects really had a plan, how could a few words sow discord between them?
Moreover, although Zhang Yan and Zhou Youchu were once husband and wife, that was a secular marriage. In the eyes of cultivators, they were not real Dao companions.
Perhaps small sects would attach great importance to this relationship, but how would large sects like Shaoqing and Qincang care about this?
Moreover, this matter seemed to involve a secret that even he was not very clear about. It was definitely not something that could be brought up to the public. Even if it was really revealed, it would be embarrassing for the Zhou clan of Dingyang.
Chan Zhu saw that he did not accept it and said anxiously, "Teacher …"
However, Zhou Cai's face sank and said, "There's no need to say anymore. Using such methods is the behavior of a despicable person. How can I do that? Don't mention this again. Otherwise, you're not my disciple. Do you understand? "
Chan Zhu had never seen her teacher so strict. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She nodded repeatedly and did not dare to say another word.
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PS: Ah, there's a guest at home. I'll take some time to write a chapter. There's still one update. I won't go back on my word. I'll upload it around 15 tomorrow.
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