The sound of tea and the wind entered their ears.
More disciples noticed what was going on behind them, and they couldn't help but be stunned.
Master Lü looked over there and raised his eyebrows, a little displeased. He flicked his right finger behind his back.
Clang!
An extremely cold sound of sword resounded in front of the hall.
The disciples' hearts trembled, and they immediately came to their senses and turned around.
It was extremely quiet on the cliff plateau, and even the chirping of birds in the distant trees had disappeared.
Master Lü's eyes moved among the disciples, lingering on Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui for a little longer, and finally fell on the mountains in the distance.
"Focus. I don't care how talented you are, but you must strive to break through the Spirit State in three months. Only then can you have a chance to reach the Spiritual Stability State in three years, and then have the opportunity to be recruited into the inner sect and become a real disciple of Aoyama. Our sect practices the right way of the Heaven Sword, which emphasizes on the word 'pleasure'. It's not difficult to cultivate at the beginning. Even the most stupid person can break through the realm one day as long as he is willing to spend time and energy. But how many thousands of miles does the Great Way lead to heaven? The further you go, the harder it gets. The peak is steep and dangerous, and the last few thousand feet is as difficult as climbing up to heaven. So if you can't enter the inner sect in three years, then don't take this Great Way to heaven. "
He was a little sentimental. These words were said for these disciples, and they were also his real experience.
He had reached the Inherited Will State and could fly freely on the sword, killing people in ten steps without staining his clothes with blood. For the common people, he was like a sword fairy, and in the mansions of the imperial court in Zhaoge City, he would be worshipped.
However, in Aoyama Sect, he couldn't enter the Undefeated State, and his life was limited. He had no hope of breaking through the next few big states, so naturally he couldn't become the focus of the sect.
Just like now, he could only teach these outer disciples who knew nothing at the South Pine Pavilion. Although it was also very important for the sect, but …
A childish voice pulled Master Lü out of his sentiments.
"Immortal Master, if our cultivation goes well, will we have the opportunity to participate in the Inherited Sword Competition in three years?"
The young disciple who spoke had somehow heard some news about the Aoyama Sect. He knew that the Inherited Sword Competition was the most important test for the young disciples.
Master Lü was slightly taken aback. Then, he smiled and did not answer the question. In his opinion, this young disciple's question was too naive.
Gradually, there were sounds of discussion and low laughter. Through his companion's explanation, the young disciple knew that only disciples who had completed the realm of Perfect Conservation were qualified to participate in the Inherited Sword Competition.
After Propriety was Spirit Concentration, which was the initial state. After that was Knowledge Comprehension, and then Mental Preservation …
The outer disciples who had just entered the mountain gate were still four levels away from the Perfect Preservation State.
"Two years to achieve the Perfect Preservation State?"
A disciple mocked, "Do you think you're a genius like Senior Sister Zhao?"
"I hope you can make it in time for Twelfth Moon."
A voice resounded, and it shocked everyone.
But no one dared to laugh at him.
Because the person who spoke was Master Lü.
However, Master Lü was not talking to the disciple who wanted to participate in the Inherited Sword Competition.
Following Master Lü's line of sight, the disciples looked at the back of the line and fixed their eyes on one person.
Liu Shisui was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. He pointed at himself and asked, "Are you talking about me?"
Master Lü said, "Yes. I hope you can be another surprise for the nine peaks of Aoyama."
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…
The young outer disciples dispersed. Some were reading the entry-level incantations in their hands, and some were staring at the sunlight through the leaves. Naturally, they were divided into several groups.
After these young disciples entered the Aoyama Sect, such a scene had happened many times. Now, they were still separated according to their birthplace and status in the world. But in the future, it would depend on their respective cultivation states.
Today was a little different. Whether it was the disciples from rich families or the children from poor families, they were all looking at the same place.
Even those disciples who were seriously reading and staring at the sunlight would glance at that place from the corner of their eyes from time to time.
Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui were standing there.
Some were looking at Jing Jiu, but more were looking at Liu Shisui. No one had forgotten what Master Lü had said before he left.
Who would have thought that the most valued disciple of the immortal master was not that handsome young man in white, but the little boy who looked like his attendant?
What was so special about that little boy?
The young man who had mocked his fellow disciple was called Xue Yong 'e, a disciple of an aristocratic family in Yuzhou County. One of his grandmasters was cultivating on the sixth peak, Shiyue Peak. He was asking for information.
Soon, the confirmed news came.
This little boy was of natural Dao quality!
The disciples looked at Liu Shisui with shock in their eyes.
Different from before, there was no look of jealousy, not even envy, except for shock.
The gap between the two was too big, and they were not at the same level at all. What was the use of envy?
There were countless talented disciples in the Aoyama Sect, but how many people of natural Dao quality had appeared in recent years?
Apart from Big Sister Zhao, there was only Big Brother Zhuo, who had been accepted as the last disciple by the Sect Master on Tianguang Peak!
Now there was such a person among them; how could they not be shocked?
Xue Yong 'e was the first to know the news, so he was the first to recover from the shock. Ignoring his peers who were still in a daze, he walked straight to Liu Shisui with a gentle smile on his face.
"Young Brother Liu, each of us will have a small courtyard to rest in. Which one will you choose? If you are not afraid of the noise of the stream at night, Room A4 is an excellent choice. It is close to the training hall, and you can often consult the immortal masters. Besides, there is a patch of Zhengyang Flowers planted outside the courtyard. The fragrance of the flowers is refreshing and has the effect of calming one's mind, which is very beneficial to our cultivation. "
Some disciples did not react, wondering why Big Brother Xue, who was usually so arrogant and cold, was so enthusiastic today. Some disciples could not stop smiling bitterly, thinking that Big Brother Xue's reaction was very fast. No one knew whether the Zhengyang Flowers were good for cultivation, but if he could live next to that person with natural Dao quality, it would definitely be very helpful to his cultivation.
Xue Yong 'e did not wait for Liu Shisui's answer, because Liu Shisui knew that Jing Jiu would not choose this courtyard.
Liu Shisui gave Xue Yong 'e a grateful smile, carried his luggage, and walked to the training hall. He asked the deacon for the door number of the two small courtyards in the back mountain.
Looking at the white-robed youth and the boy with natural Dao quality walking to the depths of the mountain path, the disciples were very surprised and speechless.
Xue Yong 'e shook his head in confusion, saying, "This is really strange."
Who would not find it strange that someone with natural Dao quality would be someone's servant?
There was a discussion in front of the training hall, and it was inevitable that some people would laugh at Jing Jiu.
Those girls paid no attention to it, looking at the mountain path.
A girl said softly, "That Young Master Jing Jiu … is really good-looking."
Another girl said, "I heard that he is from Zhaoge, but I wonder which manor he is from."
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…
In the depths of the mountain path, in the dense forest far away from the stream, there were two adjacent small courtyards.
The sunlight was blocked by the trees, so the small courtyards could be seen clearly.
The door of the courtyard was pushed open. Liu Shisui put down his luggage, looked around, and wiped a stone bench clean, ready to clean it.
"How do you know that I don't like the smell of Zhengyang Flowers?"
Jing Jiu sat on the stone bench, looking at him with interest.
In the past year, he and Liu Shisui had talked a lot, but it was rare for him to show his emotions like this.
"I don't know, but that … Big Brother said that the courtyard is by the stream."
Liu Shisui said, "The stream is so loud, and Young Master likes to sleep, how could he be willing to live there?"
Jing Jiu said, "Yes, I forgot about that."
It was very quiet in the small courtyard. It looked like a thatched hut, but it was actually a cave inside, and it was also very clean, even spotless.
If there were no disciples living here, the cleanliness would be maintained.
Liu Shisui didn't need to do much, so he quickly finished making the bed. He carried a plate of wild fruits distributed by the caretaker to the courtyard and put it on the stone table in front of Jing Jiu.
Seeing the uneasy expression on the boy's face, Jing Jiu said, "Go back to your courtyard and read that book if you want."
Liu Shisui raised his head and said with a red face, "I'm not in a hurry to leave to read that book."
Jing Jiu knew that he was so uneasy because he had heard the mockery of his fellow disciples, so he smiled and said nothing.
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…
The mountain wind blew gently, and the white frosted grass fell down.
Looking at the cave wall, Jing Jiu sighed with emotion. How many years has it been?
He leaned against the window and sat down, flipping open the thin book in his hand.
It was the Oral Formula of the Aoyama Sect.
It was simple and familiar, with only two minor changes compared to the old days.
These two changes were quite interesting, but he couldn't read it for long.
Jing Jiu closed his eyes slowly.
The Oral Formula was placed on his lap.
The wind entered the cave and gently fluttered his clothes, and the pages of the book turned quickly, sometimes forward, sometimes backward.
The pages turned at a high speed, and the words couldn't be seen clearly. Only the little person in the book kept moving.
The little person was sometimes squatting in a strange horse stance, and sometimes standing like a pine tree. Most of the time, he was practicing a set of boxing moves, looking vigorous and vigorous, and extremely diligent.
But Jing Jiu had already fallen asleep.
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…
When he woke up, the sun had already set below the peaks, and the sky was dyed red. The cliff plateau nearby was already dark, and it was difficult to see anything.
With a squeak, Liu Shisui pushed open the door and ran in. His sweaty face was full of excitement, and he shouted, "Young … Young … Young Master!"
Jing Jiu recalled the memories from many years ago, and reminded him, "Don't call people like this when you're outside, or you'll be beaten."
Liu Shisui wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and nodded. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. He was a bit anxious.
Jing Jiu said, "Do you understand?"
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