Journey to the head

On the hillside of Longshou Peak, a group of disciples were cleaning the "elegant walls" made of ice.

A few hours ago, in order to welcome the envoy of Xuanwei Sect, it was urgently necessary to block the broken walls in the mountain. Under Lu Qian's design, Jiang Qingfeng used the blood of the true dragon to drive the superb ice method, and used the Taoist pattern "Deep Cold" to make a hundred sides of ice wall to cover up the ugliness, which played a very good effect.

But after the messenger left, the disciples began to demolish the damaged buildings in the mountains in order to rebuild. First of all, they needed to destroy all the ice walls to avoid blocking the road and hindering construction.

Ten days later, on the first day of June, my sect will hold its grand elixir-making ceremony. By then, many guests will gather and people from all sides will be paying attention. Many important figures will come to congratulate us.

This news has spread everywhere, and the disciples are naturally very excited.

In addition, the disciples who are ahead of schedule will be rewarded with extra merit points. With the total number of disciples increasing and the level of disciples becoming more and more difficult to advance, this opportunity cannot be missed.

Therefore, the disciples worked in small teams and put in their utmost efforts to speed up the work and complete the reconstruction of Mianlong Mountain within the scheduled time limit.

It's just that this ice wall is easy to build, but difficult to break. At that time, time was urgent, and Jiang Qingfeng did not hold back. The ice wall he built contained spiritual power and was very strong. Even in this hot summer, there is no sign of melting.

She is now busy preparing for the grand ceremony and has no time to clean up these things. It has been hard work for these disciples in the Qi training stage.

Some flew up their magic weapons and hit and smashed. It took them half a day to break one side of the ice wall. They were exhausted and had to stop and rest after they could not smash two sides. Some released magic to burn the ice wall with fire, but the coldness of the ice wall overwhelmed the flames. It took them a long time to melt a big hole in the ice wall. Others bombarded with talismans, but the paper talismans in the Qi training period were not very effective.

"Don't worry about these ice walls for now. They are so hard now because there is still spiritual power in them. In half a day or a day, the spiritual power will dissipate. The ice walls will turn into ordinary ice and can be broken with one blow." Captain Yijiu said.

The team members understood this, but these ice walls blocked the ruined buildings, which was a great obstacle to the demolition of the buildings. If they really had to wait for the ice wall's spiritual power to dissipate, it would be a waste of time.

Now each team is doing its part and racing against time to complete the task within the specified time limit.

If other teams were doing their best and only my team was lagging behind, I would lose face and be punished, but I really cannot afford it if the construction period was delayed.

"Otherwise, we should report it. With our Qi training level, it is really a bit difficult. Please ask me to send the foundation building team to help."

But the disciples who said this had no confidence. They were sent to clear the ice wall, and then they asked for help?
Team B9 was at a loss as to what to do, and just when they were feeling helpless, they suddenly heard a loud roar nearby, and they were shocked.

Turning around, they saw the direction of Team B7. There, large sections of ice walls collapsed, stirring up large clouds of dust, leaving everyone stunned.

A disciple swallowed his saliva and said, "How can Yi Qi be so powerful?"

Teams B7 and B9 were sent to carry out the task of breaking the ice wall. As a result, Team B9 made slow progress while Team B7 achieved remarkable results. In comparison, Captain B9's face turned red, looking quite ashamed.

"Captain, let's go ask them what they did."

"Can you teach us this?" Captain Yijiu was a little embarrassed. "Now we are competing with each other, and we all want to come out on top and earn merit points."

"It may not be the case for other people." The disciple nodded vigorously: "But Captain Yiqi is Wei Zhaixing!"

Yes, that’s Wei Zhaixing!

Captain Yijiu nodded, and when he was about to stand up, a beam of light flashed, and a young man flipped down from the flying boat lightly and landed in front of everyone.

The young man was in his twenties, tall and handsome, with a pair of bright black eyes that reminded people of the twinkling stars in the clear sky on an autumn night.

As expected, it was Wei Zhaixing who served as the captain of Team B7!
He bowed to Yijiu and the others with a hearty smile and said, "My fellow disciples, this ice wall was created by Master Jiang's secret technique. It is very hard. It is not easy for us to destroy it with our cultivation level."

"So we have to find another way. Instead of breaking the ice wall, why not just knock it down directly?"

"Everyone, please take a look."

He opened his hands and started to make different gestures with both hands at the same time!

Even though the disciples had heard of the secret technique of this magic before, they were still filled with admiration when they saw it now.

But there was a rumbling sound, waves of earth flew, and the ground under the ice wall shook violently. Another mud python flipped up and slammed heavily into the ice wall with its tail.

With a loud bang, the originally extremely hard black ice wall suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the ruined buildings blocked by it were exposed.

It turned out that Jiang Qingfeng had hastily erected this ice wall, and it did not take deep roots. All he had to do was shake its foundation and then push it down. The ice wall that fell to the ground would no longer block the construction, and it would naturally melt in half a day or a day!

"And as long as the calculation is correct, the high ice wall can hit the low ice wall when it collapses, and even form a chain reaction."

The members of Team B9 suddenly realized that this principle was extremely simple once it was pointed out, but just now everyone was blinded by one thing and was thinking about how to break it, and no one thought of just pushing it down.

After the demonstration, Wei Zhaixing bowed to everyone and was about to turn and leave.

Captain Yijiu couldn't help but ask, "Brother Wei, aren't you afraid that if you teach us, we will take away your credit?"

Wei Zhaixing laughed: "We are all working for Yunshan, so why should we differentiate between us? If you beat me and take the first place, how about you buy me a drink?"

When these words were spoken, everyone admired them.

As expected, he is the influential figure Wei Zhaixing, a leader among disciples of the same age!
This ingenious thought is certainly admirable, but what is even more admirable is his bold and open-minded attitude, which has undoubtedly won him a large number of followers.

At this moment, a beam of light flew over, and a disciple bowed and shouted, "Is Junior Brother Wei Zhaixing here? The master is calling you urgently!"

Everyone was slightly surprised at the moment, even Wei Zhaixing was stunned.

Now that the number of disciples in Yunshan Sect has grown, it has become increasingly difficult and slower to improve the rank of disciples. Even with Wei Zhaixing's talent and ability, he is still only the D rank in the inner sect, which is just close to the C rank.

The head of the sect was busy with many things, how could he need an inner sect member like me? And it was an emergency call?

Then Captain Yijiu said with a smile: "Brother Wei, go quickly. Maybe the master wants to accept you as his personal disciple!"

Wei Zhaixing naturally knew that this was impossible. Although the headmaster looked up to him because of his talent, often gave him advice and occasionally gave him special treatment, he couldn't help but feel grateful, excited and warm.

However, the sect's rules were strict and could not be crossed. With his status as an inner sect member, he could never become the sect master's personal disciple.

But his heart still began to beat violently, nervous and uneasy. He did not dare to hesitate, bowed slightly to everyone, and left with the brother who had sent the message.

Along the way, they passed the headmaster's courtyard near the spiritual vein. Wei Zhaixing originally thought that he would be led to the main hall, but he ended up circling outside the main hall and was actually brought to the door of the back hall.

The surrounding area is covered with evergreen pines and cypresses, and it is solemn and majestic, because this back hall is where the spirits of Yunshan Patriarch and the leaders of all generations are enshrined!
Only when a new disciple or a direct disciple becomes a disciple would they come here to trace their roots and kowtow and pay respects. Why did you bring me here today?

This, this, the headmaster is not really going to accept me as his disciple?!
This conjecture, which he originally thought was impossible, suddenly came to his mind. The usually calm Wei Zhaixing suddenly became confused, his face flushed, and he could hardly suppress his excitement.

He only felt that his steps became heavy and he stood there blankly, unable to move.

The disciple who sent the message gently pushed him and said, "Brother Wei, go quickly. The master is waiting for you inside."

"Brother, aren't you going in?" Faced with this irresistible fantasy, Wei Zhaixing's usual cleverness disappeared.

The disciple shook his head: "The master has summoned me alone, go now."

What an honor it is to be summoned alone!

Wei Zhaixing felt his feet were weak and he didn't know how he pushed open the door to the back hall. He walked in and the door closed immediately.

Under the light of the orb on the wall, Wei Zhaixing saw Lu Qian at a glance. The heroic and extraordinary Jindan Zhenren, the leader of my sect!
"Disciple Wei Zhaixing, kowtow to the master!"

Lu Qian's voice seemed to come from far away.

"Zhaixing, how long have you been a disciple?"

"Master, I have been a disciple for thirteen years."

Yes, if you don’t count the years I spent receiving education as a spiritual seedling in Lingsha City, it has been thirteen years since I officially entered the sect.

Over the past thirteen years, my love for the Yunshan School and my admiration for Lu Qian have grown day by day.

After joining the sect, among the various educational textbooks distributed and tested frequently, Wei Zhaixing's favorite was the story of how the fourth-generation leader Lu Qian led the exiled team to rebuild the mountain gate, and worked hard all the way to make the Yunshan Sect stand tall again in Cangzhou.

Wei Zhaixing knew every battle between the leader Lu Qian and the Yunshan Sect and could recite them by heart.

The figure who subdued the dragon with a flip of his palm became the majestic existence who returned as the king in the world-destroying thunder catastrophe and commanded all the heroes to surround and kill Qiming Lingjun.

"Thirteen years, what do you think of Yunshan Sect? Are you satisfied with Yunshan Sect?"

Lu Qian's question was very strange. Wei Zhaixing didn't understand what he meant. He just answered loudly in excitement: "Disciple is willing to die for my sect!"

"Very good." Lu Qian said in a deep voice, "Now, come forward and kowtow to the ancestors again."

"No one can guarantee what will happen in the future. But I hope you can always keep the name of the master in your heart and always remember that you are a disciple of Yunshan."

Wei Zhaixing's body was shaking and his pupils were throbbing. He stared at Lu Qian blankly and felt a piercing chill rising rapidly from the soles of his feet, extinguishing all his previous passion and excitement.

He had lost his composure, his face was pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what do you mean by this?"

Lu Qian looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Relax first. It's not necessarily a bad thing for you or for me, Yunshan."

"Zhaixing, do you still remember who gave you this name?"

More than an hour later, the escaping light with five-colored glow slowed down over the Amber Lake in Xinghu County.

Finally, the light stopped over the Jiyang Villa on the lake island, revealing the figures of Lu Qian and Wei Zhaixing. The mountain protection formation had been activated, and two teams of monks lined up to welcome Lu Qian and the others in.

Waiting at the gate of the villa was an old and frail Jindan monk.

His hair and beard were all white, his face was covered with wrinkles, and even his waist was bent, revealing a sense of old age.

If it weren't for the aura of the golden elixir, Lu Qian wouldn't have been able to recognize that this golden elixir was actually Kan Yuanzi just by looking at it with the naked eye!

Is this still the Kan Yuanzi who has a Taoist look, flowing hair and beard, and is in high spirits in our impression?

The situation has gotten so bad.
"Master Lu, I am seriously injured and cannot fly into the air to greet you. Please forgive me." Kan Yuanzi smiled weakly.

Lu Qian shook his head repeatedly and supported him: "Senior, why are you being so polite? Let's go inside and talk."

Kan Yuanzi nodded, and then carefully looked at Wei Zhaixing, whose expression was stiff, from head to toe.

"please!"

They once again passed through the winding and exquisite corridor in the villa, but unfortunately this time neither side had the time to appreciate it and hurriedly entered the main hall and took their seats.

After Kan Yuanzi instructed his disciples to leave the hall and close the door, only Kan Yuanzi, Lu Qian and Wei Zhaixing were left in the hall.

Seeing that there was no one behind Kan Yuanzi, without that familiar figure, Lu Qian couldn't help but ask, "Brother Si Chen?"

Kan Yuanzi lowered his eyes, and a look of sorrow appeared on the face of this old monk.

"He failed to survive the catastrophe and was reduced to ashes by the wind disaster."

Even though he had expected this, Lu Qian still sighed. Over the years, he had learned a lot about the war between the two states more than 180 years ago. He knew that Jiyang Villa suffered heavy losses in the war, and two generations of backbones were killed in the battle, and all of Kan Yuanzi's disciples were also killed in the battle.

In order to get Jiyang Villa out of its predicament, Kan Yuanzi at that time tried to change his destiny by trying to glimpse the destiny, but he suffered a backlash and his cultivation made no progress since then.

After this, Kan Yuanzi became disheartened and lived in seclusion in Jiyang Villa. Xinghu County also basically closed itself off from the outside world and had very little communication with the outside world.

It was under such circumstances that Si Chen became the only disciple accepted by Kan Yuanzi. Kan Yuanzi raised him from childhood and personally taught him the Dao, always treating him as his own son.

He really didn't expect that Si Chen, who had placed all his hopes on him, could not survive the heavenly tribulation this time and died on the spot.

"Senior, your divination skills are unrivaled in the region, so you should be prepared." Lu Qian couldn't help but ask, "Under your leadership, why did Brother Si Chen still do this?"

Kan Yuanzi just sighed quietly.

"The destiny cannot be changed."

"Including this time, I have tried to change destiny twice, and both times ended in failure."

"Jiyang Villa is destined to decline in my hands. We can only guard the boundary and survive."

"And my Si Chen is destined to perish in the calamity. Even my prophecy and true words cannot predict any chance of survival."

Lu Qian was puzzled and said, "The heavenly tribulation is generated by the heaven and earth. It cannot be deceived or avoided, so how can it be predicted? If we can know the success or failure in advance, why do we have to work so hard to prepare? Can't we just ask you to tell us before going through the tribulation?"

"Master Lu doesn't know. I can predict Si Chen's fate only because he is my disciple and has been under my guidance for more than 130 years. I really can't predict it for others."

"Even so, it's too decadent for you to blame it all on fate," Lu Qian said seriously. "Everything has its own destiny, but man can conquer nature. This is not just empty talk."

Kan Yuanzi just smiled weakly: "For Master Lu, it may be true, but for me..."

"No matter how hard I try, I can only watch Si Chen turn into ashes."

These calm words were filled with sadness and grief, and Lu Qian's mood also became heavy.

But he still noticed Kan Yuanzi's wording and asked in confusion: "What do you mean by for me?"

Kan Yuanzi looked towards Lu Qian.

"Master Lu, ever since we first met and my magical powers activated and I gave you a prediction, I have been very curious about you and wanted to see your fate."

"But I just realized that all the divination methods have lost their meaning on you."

"Your destiny has been messed up." (End of this chapter)