Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 20: Unusual Movement

Yo Xiaochi is a natural fox spirit. Even if she doesn't use her charm deliberately, it will be released inadvertently. Ye Xiaochuan is not a gentleman. It took only three or two rounds for him to be fascinated by Xiaochi.

Someone who just vowed in his heart to practice well in the next two months immediately threw the matter of practice out of his mind.

Xiaochi said, "Brother Xiaochuan, let's go play."

Ye Xiaochuan said, "I can't leave this cliff, let's stay here."

Xiaochi asked in confusion, "Why can't I leave? There's no one here, nothing fun, take me around Cangyun Mountain, I heard the scenery of Cangyun Mountain is beautiful! I've been in the back mountain, I don't dare to run around, you accompany me so I can go around!"

After hearing Xiaochi's words, Ye Xiaochuan's heart immediately became lively, thinking that this back mountain Siguo Cliff is deserted, and he has been here for more than half a month, and he met Yun Qiyou who practiced sword at the Moon Viewing Platform last time, and even his daily meals are delivered by the Gulu bird.

Now that he has reached the fifth level of flying and controlling objects, he can fly with a sword, and go out to play in his spare time. The guys in the Discipline Academy will definitely not find out, why should he stay here and suffer all day?

Ye Xiaochuan didn't care about the sect rules. If he was a law-abiding citizen, he wouldn't be a frequent visitor to the Discipline Court. Now that Xiaochi had urged him, his eyes lit up immediately.

He said happily: "Yes, I can fly with my sword. I can't be trapped here anymore!"

He did it as he thought, casually and spontaneously. This was Ye Xiaochuan's character.

He flew up the Wufeng Divine Sword, and Xiaochi also stood lightly on the Wufeng Divine Sword, wrapped his arms around Ye Xiaochuan's waist, and shouted: "Brother Xiaochuan, let's go!"

Whoosh!

Ye Xiaochuan flew up with his sword, straight into the sky, and left the Siguo Cliff in a blink of an eye.

For thousands of years, many Cangyun disciples were punished to face the wall and reflect on their mistakes at the Siguo Cliff, but no one had ever been released from prison and flew out to play with the fairy sword. Ye Xiaochuan was the first one.

Above the nine heavens, Xiaochi stood behind Ye Xiaochuan. The sharp wind blew her robe, and the snow-white feather cloak fluttered in the wind, which was indescribably beautiful.

She pointed to a huge building on the top of the Samsara Peak and shouted, "What a beautiful house! Brother Xiaochuan, take me up!"

Ye Xiaochuan said unhappily, "No, there is the Samsara Hall and Zhenwu Square on the top of the mountain. There are many disciples of Cangyun Sect practicing swords in the square on weekdays. Your brother is a prisoner now and cannot meet them."

Xiaochi refused and shouted loudly, "I don't care, I want to go up and play!"

How dare Ye Xiaochuan go to the top of the Samsara Peak? As soon as he showed up, he would expose the secret of leaving the Cliff of Repentance without permission. If it was heard by the Discipline Court, he would definitely suffer a lot.

So he said, "I will take you up after my brother is released from prison. Now I will take you to a more fun place!"

After that, he turned into a sword light and quickly disappeared above the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The cultivators run through the sea of ​​stars, chase the wind and the sun, and travel through the void. Flying the sword and flying freely above the nine-day sky, shuttling between the vast sea of ​​clouds, this kind of freedom and ease is something that ordinary mortals can never experience.

For thousands of years, there have been countless sects seeking immortality, but no one has ever been able to glimpse the way of heaven and comprehend immortality, but the number of cultivators has increased rather than decreased, and has become more and more prosperous.

Perhaps in the initial stage, humans wanted to comprehend the creation of heaven and earth and comprehend the way of immortality. After countless years of washing, human cultivators knew that human power was limited after all, and immortality was too ethereal. Now, cultivating immortality and seeking immortality has become a slogan, just like doing justice for heaven.

The reason why so many humans have fought hard to enter the sects of cultivation is mainly due to their desire for power and the sky.

Therefore, three thousand years ago, a casual cultivator named Li Xiaoyao wrote an article "On Immortality" on the Broken Sky Cliff, which has been regarded as a classic quote in the world of cultivation for thousands of years.

"The traces of immortals are ethereal and no one can see them. In the world of mortals, who doesn't want to live forever? There are immortals, and there are none. Even if the Dao is ruthless, how can it stop sentient beings from wishing to go through reincarnation? Climb the vast sea of ​​clouds and the land of the underworld, or ask for immortality, or be free and unrestrained with heaven and earth. What is immortality? What is immortality? A wisp of green smoke between heaven and earth."

Reincarnation Peak, front mountain.

Yuanshui cottage, Qingluan Pavilion.

There are six scenic spots in Cangyun Mountain, namely Yunhai Garden, Moon Viewing Platform, Qingluan Pavilion, Stargazing Tower, Xiaguan Pavilion, and Yanque Cliff.

This Qingluan Pavilion, located on the cliff next to Yuanshui cottage in the front mountain of Reincarnation Peak, is one of the six scenic spots of Cangyun.

According to the records of Cangyun Sect, after the first generation ancestor Cangyunzi attained the Tao, he founded a sect in the Reincarnation Peak of Cangyun Mountain and taught disciples.

Cangyunzi accepted a total of seven disciples, three of whom died in the Jianghu feud, the fifth died in the wilderness, and the whereabouts of the sixth disciple are unknown.

This Qingluan Pavilion was built by Fairy Qingluan, the youngest of Cang Yunzi's seven disciples and the only female disciple, for moon-watching and resting.

In the past, Qingluan Pavilion was always full of girls, because it was right next to Yuanshui Xiaozhu, and the female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu always liked to spend time here when they had nothing to do.

Eleven years ago, this situation was broken after Master Jingshui brought Yun Qiyou back from the foot of the mountain.

Yun Qiyou was gifted and had a good understanding, as if she was born for cultivating immortals, but the only flaw was that she was too withdrawn. In Yuanshui Xiaozhu, except for Senior Sister Ning Xiangruo and Master Jingshui, other sisters rarely communicated with her.

When Yun Qiyou was young, he often sneaked into Qingluan Pavilion alone late at night to meditate, so Master Jingshui told other disciples not to go to Qingluan Pavilion often if they had nothing to do.

Ten years later, except Yun Qiyou, other disciples rarely come here.

Yun Qiyou walked into Qingluan Pavilion at dusk yesterday, and she still didn't leave this morning. She leaned on the wooden bench and looked at the sky. She had maintained this posture for a long time, like a statue.

What was she looking at?

What was she thinking?

Suddenly, Zhan Chen, who was leaning against her feet, suddenly trembled for no reason. Yun Qiyou finally retracted her gaze, frowned and picked up the magic sword. Zhan Chen in her hand was actually shaking a little.

Yun Qiyou frowned even more tightly. A year ago, the head of the sect taught her this sword, but she had never found that Zhan Chen was shaking on his own without her control, as if he was attracted by some mysterious power.

At this time, Ye Xiaochuan drove the Wufeng magic sword and flew over the side stone wall of Qingluan Pavilion. After Ye Xiaochuan left Qingluan Pavilion, the trembling Sword of Dust Slashing gradually regained its composure.

Yun Qiyou slowly stood up and looked around coldly. The surroundings were quiet and there seemed to be nothing unusual. He really didn't understand what happened to Dust Slashing today.

Perhaps because of the abnormality of the Sword of Dust Slashing today, Yun Qiyou came back to his senses from the silence that was almost like an old monk in meditation, and did not stay in Qingluan Pavilion any longer. He walked down the Qingluan Pavilion with the sword in his hand.