The middle-aged cultivator was called Master Lü. He came from the third peak of Aoyama, Shanghai Peak, and was now in the State of Inherited Will. Because he had failed to break through to the State of Undefeated twice, he had to temporarily stop. Now he was the master of the South Pine Pavilion, responsible for the training of the new disciples.
With his status, he didn't need to personally recruit disciples. But in recent years, the disciples at the South Pine Pavilion had been very ordinary, far inferior to other places, which put a lot of pressure on him.
Now he didn't expect to do anything great, only to bring up a few good disciples, or to be rewarded with magic pills by the masters, and break through to the State of Undefeated one last time.
When he heard the news from somewhere in the nine peaks that this remote mountain village was worth a visit, he quickly came.
He hid in the green trees, observing the ten-year-old boy, and found that the news was correct. Even from a distance, he could feel that the boy was a good talent.
When he used his Piercing Discernment to scan, he was even more surprised — the boy was a natural Dao quality!
Such a good talent, not to mention the surrounding areas of Aoyama, even in the prosperous counties, or even Zhaoge City, it would take several years for one to appear. Master Lü didn't care if he scared the child, and directly appeared in the night. But before he could say anything, his attention was attracted by another matter.
The little boy was frightened and hid behind a white-clothed youth.
The reason why he was alarmed was that when he was observing the boy from a distance, he didn't notice the presence of this youth.
The youth was sitting on a deck chair by the pool.
At first, his Piercing Discernment fell on the youth in white, but he found that the youth was just a mortal who had never cultivated, and there was no Dao quality in his body, which surprised him.
When his gaze fell on the face of the youth in white, he was even more surprised.
He had never seen such a beautiful youth in the cultivation world for many years.
Not to mention the disciples of the aristocratic families in Zhaoge City, even the young sisters on Qingrong Peak and the famous and beautiful female disciples of Shui Yue Nunnery couldn't be compared to him.
The cultivation world had always believed in one principle: the extreme is extraordinary.
Whether it was tall or short, fat or thin, or any other external appearance, as long as it was special enough, there must be something unusual about the person.
To put it simply, there must be a demon in the extreme.
As for the word "beauty", it had always been highly esteemed by cultivators. Regardless of whether it was the pine trees in the cliffs or the flying swords that were as bright as light, as long as they were extremely beautiful, they must have extraordinary inner qualities.
Looking at the beautiful face of the white-robed youth, how could Master Lü not be tempted? He strengthened his Sword Discernment and checked again, only to find that his Taoist Heart was still immature, not to mention the existence of the Taoist Seed.
The white-robed youth was much older than the boy, but his Dao Heart was far inferior. Naturally, his talent and aptitude were far inferior.
Master Lü felt a little regretful. He no longer looked at the young man and turned to Liu Shisui. "Do you know who I am?"
Liu Shisui was frightened by the sudden appearance of this stranger. He didn't dare to show his face at all. When he heard the question, he didn't dare to speak. He just tightly grabbed onto Jing Jiu's sleeve.
Jing Jiu could tell from the middle-aged cultivator's clothes and the way he carried the sword on his back that he should be a disciple of the third generation. His state was still far from the Undefeated State, but Jing Jiu did not know his name.
This was a very natural thing to do.
The Aoyama Sect had thousands of inner and outer sect disciples. Except for the old men of Shanghai Peak and the women of Xilai Peak, no one could recognize all of them.
"It's nothing," Jing Jiu said.
For some reason, when he heard this, Liu Shisui felt a lot more at ease. But he was still a little nervous. He stood up and looked at the middle-aged cultivator, saying with a trembling voice, "Could it be that you are …"
Master Lü said with a gentle expression, "Yes, I am a Taoist cultivator of Aoyama. I am also what you call an Immortal Master."
Hearing the two words "Immortal Master," Liu Shisui subconsciously glanced at Jing Jiu.
Master Lü thought he was too nervous. He smiled and said, "You can call me Master Lü."
Liu Shisui said uneasily, "Master Lü … what are you doing here?"
"I came to ask you, are you willing to cultivate the Great Path and seek immortality?"
Hearing this, Jing Jiu felt a little emotional. After so many years, it was still the same sentence, not even a word had changed.
Liu Shisui stood there in a daze for a long time before he came to his senses. He stammered, "Of course … I am willing, but …"
The usually inconspicuous village youth was taken away by an Immortal Master of Aoyama. This was the most beautiful story that had been passed down in the village for generations. He grew up listening to these stories. He was completely dumbfounded and had no intention of objecting. It was just like what he said, but …
He looked at the small courtyard, hesitation and struggle on his young face.
Master Lü was not angry. Instead, he felt even more comforted. "Although cultivation is not a matter of the mortal world, we are not those monks. We can also participate in the mortal world. Naturally, we will not sever the bonds of heaven."
Liu Shisui said uneasily, "Really?"
Master Lü smiled and said, "I will explain it to your parents later. In the future, you will also be given time to return to your hometown to visit your relatives. If you cannot enter the inner sect in the future, you will need to manage the secular affairs of the sect. You will not be short of money, and you can go home often. If you want to take care of the village, it will be as easy as lifting a finger … but I don't think you will have such an opportunity."
It was obvious that he thought very highly of Liu Shisui's talent and aptitude. He firmly believed in it.
Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu.
Master Lü was a little surprised.
Jing Jiu stood up and said, "If you want to go, then go."
Liu Shisui's face lit up with joy. "Yes, Young Master."
Master Lü's surprise turned into astonishment.
How could there be such a beautiful young master in such a remote mountain village?
He looked at Jing Jiu and suddenly said, "What about you? Are you willing to cultivate the Great Path with me and seek immortality? "
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…
Separated by a wall, the Liu couple's conversation and crying could be heard from time to time. But they remembered the Celestial Master's warning and did not dare to disturb the village, so they kept their voices very low.
Jing Jiu sat by the window, looking at the stars in the night sky. He was silent, thinking about something.
That guy called Master Lü would come tomorrow morning to take Liu Shisui … and him to Aoyama Sect.
Liu Shisui was packing his luggage. He was a very diligent child, but this was the first time he had done something like packing his luggage. But that was not the reason for the confusion on his little face. It was because he had received too much of a mental shock and had not yet fully recovered. Perhaps it was because of this that he did not think of the fact that Jing Jiu was not the Celestial Master.
"Is this enough …"
The little boy still stuttered, "Does the Celestial Master not need time to look at my … moral character?"
Jing Jiu looked at the starry sky outside the window and said, "Temperament."
Liu Shisui said, "That's right, that's the word."
Jing Jiu said, "This kind of thing only depends on talent. Temperament changes with time. How can you look at it? Besides, do you really think that the benevolent are invincible? "
Liu Shisui scratched his head and said, "Isn't that so? That's what the books say. "
Jing Jiu did not turn around and said, "Of course not. Only the invincible are invincible."
Liu Shisui didn't understand what Jing Jiu meant. Looking at his back, he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.
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Early in the morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten. The morning sun was still far away on the other side of the mountain peaks.
Master Lü had arrived.
The Liu couple sent Liu Shisui to the front of the courtyard, silently wiping away their tears. They were somewhat sad, but more than that, they were happy.
Footsteps sounded. Jing Jiu walked out of the house, his white clothes fluttering in the morning wind. His hands were empty, and he did not bring anything with him.
Seeing this scene, the Liu couple could not help but think of a year ago, when he walked to the entrance of the village, he seemed to be like this.
Mother Liu glanced at Father Liu, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Father Liu gave her a warning look and said respectfully, "Young Master, do you want to bring something useful on the road? Shisui can carry it. "
Jing Jiu ignored him and walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
Outside the courtyard, Master Lü watched this scene with a slight frown.
No one knew that in the water jar behind the wing room, there was half a light blue pill that was slowly melting until it disappeared in the water and could no longer be seen.
Master Lü led Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui into the morning mist and soon disappeared.
Father Liu and Mother Liu wiped their tears and walked back to the courtyard. Suddenly, they did not know what to do. After standing in a daze for a while, they got up and began to clean the courtyard and boil water for cooking.
Whether it was cooking porridge or brewing coarse tea, they used the water in the jar.
Only then did Mother Liu realize that something was missing in the room.
The bamboo chair was gone.
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…
For some reason, Master Lü did not choose to fly back to Aoyama Sect on his sword. Instead, he chose to walk.
Of course, Liu Shisui did not think of this, because he had never thought that anyone in the world could fly on a sword.
But Jing Jiu knew very well that this third-generation disciple of Aoyama Sect was now at the consummate stage of Inherited Will. Logically speaking, he should be able to fly on a sword easily, even if he had to carry two people.
So why did he insist on walking? Was he worried that other cultivators would see the traces of the flying sword and cause trouble?
Jing Jiu did not understand. In his opinion, although the Aoyama Sect was getting worse with each generation, it should not be to such an extent.
The mountain village was at most a hundred miles away from the main gate of Aoyama Sect. If a disciple of Aoyama Sect needed to be so cautious in such a place, it would be completely cowardly.
Master Lü did not know what Jing Jiu was thinking. He led the two youths, one big and one small, towards the misty peaks, silent and low-key.
On the third day, after passing through a thick layer of fog, the view suddenly became clear.
Countless green peaks appeared in front of them. Some were elegant, some were steep, some had rock walls as smooth as a mirror, completely impossible to climb, but there were signs of human habitation at the peak.
The legendary Nine Peaks of Aoyama were among them?
Liu Shisui exclaimed repeatedly, but Jing Jiu did not even look at them.
The three of them followed the bluestone paved mountain path to the peak. Not long after, they saw a stone gate.
The stone gate was simple in style, covered with moss, and had an ancient feel to it. On the horizontal plaque, the words "South Pine Pavilion" could be vaguely seen.
This was the South Mountain Gate of Aoyama Sect.
Seeing this mountain gate, Master Lü's face broke into a smile, and he was obviously much more relaxed.
The mountain gate was secluded, and the birds in the dense forest were not annoying.
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