After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

"That is Cuihua Peak where my master lives." Yunhua raised his hand and pointed to a mountain in the distance that rose straight into the sky with mist shrouded its top.

They rode on flying cranes, bathing in the spiritual energy that was so rich that it condensed into mist, and traveled leisurely.

Although I could take her back to the cave directly, it would be a good idea to let her familiarize herself with the layout of the sect since it is her first day in the sect.

"The main peak in the middle is called Chongxiao Peak, where the head of the sect resides."

"The shorter one is the Wanshi Hall, which is responsible for the sect's mundane affairs. You will go there later to get the sect token, disciple uniform, and sect allowance."

"The peak at the top is the library."

"That's Wanbao Pavilion."

"Sword Tomb."

"..."

He slowly introduced the important buildings in the sect. His voice was cold and his tone was indifferent, which made him look like a kind and loving master.

"Hmm?" Yun Hua turned his head and looked at the little disciple beside him with tearful eyes.

Shao Yin was touched and said, "Master, you are so kind."

"You remind me of Grandpa."

"After my grandfather passed away, my master has been the best to me."

"Master, I will definitely respect you well in the future."

Yunhua has lived for more than 1,800 years and has killed more people than Madu has ever seen. His heart is as hard as stone. How could he be moved by a few soft words from her?

But since she wanted to be a kind teacher and a filial disciple, it would be fine to fulfill her wish: "If you practice well, you will be filial to your teacher."

"Master, don't worry, I will practice well!" Shao Yin promised.

This is 100% true.

Even if he didn't remind her, she would still practice seriously and break through to the Mahayana stage as soon as possible.

By then, you will be able to travel across the nine continents, go to the sky, go to the earth, go to the sea, and go to the abyss.

"Uncle Master."

"I've met my great uncle."

Some cultivators flew by on flying swords and stopped to salute Yunhua.

Shao Yin followed Yunhua and was the target of many inquiring and scrutinizing gazes.

She smiled slightly, looking unpredictable.

"I've met Master."

"Hello, Master."

If the person who just passed by was a disciple from another peak of the sect, then the one who called him "Grandmaster" must be his direct disciple.

"Those were the disciples accepted by your senior brothers and sisters just now." Yunhua said lightly.

Shao Yin nodded: "I remember what they look like, but I don't know their names yet."

It's quite smart, Yunhua was a little surprised.

"Master, do you think I will ask them for a gift?" Shao Yin glanced at him and hit the nail on the head.

Yunhua did not answer.

Riding on a crane, with his blue Taoist robe fluttering, he looked like a banished immortal.

"I won't!"

"They gave it to me, not me asking for it." Shao Yin said confidently, "I am Master's disciple, do I need that little thing?"

She is their junior uncle, of higher seniority than them, and will have higher cultivation than them in the future. So who is trying to win over whom?

I have to say, Yunhua was somewhat satisfied.

If she didn't know the etiquette and revealed her identity and asked for a gift, he would use his spiritual power to seal her body and lock her up for three days as a minor punishment.

She was born in the countryside and didn't know the rules, so it was not her fault. But since she had become his disciple, it would be embarrassing for him if she didn't behave properly.

I didn't expect that although she was stupid, she was stupid in just the right way.

"Ask your heart, come to Qianhu." Yunhua issued a summons, then looked at Shaoyin, "Master wants to take a drop of your heart's blood to light the life lamp."

As he spoke, his pale and cold fingertips pointed at her forehead.

A drop of bright red blood flew out from Shao Yin's brow, her face turned pale instantly, and her figure swayed.

"uh-huh!"

Yun Hua's face changed slightly, and he immediately hit the blood bead back: "Have you ever lost your heart blood? Who took it?!"

A person has three drops of blood in his heart.

No matter how much you practice, it will not increase. Once lost, it can only be regenerated after a hundred years.

Yunhua's eyes were sharp, piercing straight into her eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

"I took it myself." Shao Yin's heart blood returned, and her complexion brightened up a lot. She was a little annoyed and looked like she was about to cry, "Master, did I take too much?"

Yun Hua stared at her sharply: "Why did you take the blood from my heart?"

The blood in the heart is different from other blood and is mostly used to make a covenant, swear an oath, and dedicate oneself to evil.

Yunhua originally suspected her background...

"I heard that you can form a bond with a demon beast." His young disciple sobbed and said, "I saved a gray eagle. I was all alone and helpless, and I wanted a demon beast, so I took out my heart blood and wanted to form a bond with it."

She wiped her tears and said aggrievedly, "But it despised me, spat at me, and flew away. My heart's blood fell to the ground and cannot be recovered."

"..."

"........."

Yunhua was speechless. What the hell was going on?

Even a lie wouldn't be made up like this, but considering that she grew up in the countryside, Yun Hua didn't think much about it: "Wait for your brother here."

Since she had lost her heart blood and could not light the life lamp, Yunhua's eyes flashed, and he separated a piece of his spiritual consciousness and silently injected it into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The disciple's life lamp can indicate the state of life. If the disciple unfortunately dies outside, the life lamp will break.

The fragments of his spiritual consciousness would be even more useful. From now on, no matter where she was, he would be able to keep track of her movements at any time. He was not afraid of her running away, dying, or...disobeying him.

"Yes, Master." Shao Yin looked at the figure floating away, sat obediently on the flying crane, and waited for his senior brother to arrive.

A flying crane was circling above a clear lake. Shao Yin lay on the crane's back and looked down.

She saw the clear water, swaying with the wind. She sent her spiritual sense out to see if there were any fish in it.

"Are you Junior Sister?" Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice came from far away.

When the last syllable fell, it had already flown to her ears. Shao Yin looked up and saw a blue-clothed male cultivator standing in the air. He looked handsome and had a friendly smile.

"I am your ninth senior brother, my Taoist name is Wenxin." The man approached with a smile, and his toes landed on Feihe's back. "Master ordered me to take you to Wanshi Hall."

Shao Yin stood up and saluted: "Greetings, Ninth Senior Brother."

"You're welcome." Wenxin said with a smile.

"Senior brother, how many senior brothers and sisters are there behind you and in front of me?" Shao Yin asked him.

This was information that a newly initiated disciple would inquire about.

I didn't ask anything, but it was strange. I didn't feel troubled when I asked, and smiled kindly, saying: "Are you asking about the living or the dead?"

"..." Shao Yin felt a little confused.

She blinked, but didn't answer, just stared at him.

Wen Xin seemed to like her obedient appearance. He raised his hand, rubbed her head, and said, "No one is alive. They are all dead."

Shao Yin was very surprised: "Ah?"

She knew that Tianque's style was strange, and with the emergence of divine blood in recent years, it had become even more bizarre.

But, the disciples of a dignified Divine Transformation cultivator were all dead?

"I was accepted as a disciple by the master when he was a thousand years old." Wen Xin explained, "After that, the master rarely accepted disciples. Sometimes the sect felt that the spiritual roots were suitable and gave them some children. Sometimes the master picked them up from outside. But..."

He shook his head, "Not talented enough."

He had a bright smile and looked amiable, but when he spoke of his deceased fellow apprentices, he showed no regret at all.

Shao Yin's eyes deepened slightly.

No matter how poor the talent of a cultivator who is accepted by Tianque is, he should not be unable to form a golden elixir.

After forming the elixir, the life span is 500 years. Once forming the infant, the life span increases to 1,000 years.

Those people are all gone. It’s not that they don’t have the talent to cultivate, but they probably have the talent to be a human being, the talent to fight, and the talent to have a good life.

She pretended not to understand, nodded in confusion, and changed the subject: "Ninth Senior Brother, what is your cultivation level?"

Wen Xin smiled and said, "Guess?"

"Nascent Soul?" Shao Yin asked.

Wenxin patted her head and praised her, "You are very good at guessing, Junior Sister."

"Then you don't have the talent." The little sister who was so well-behaved and lovable just now suddenly said solemnly: "I know there is a god-transforming person in our sect who is over 200 years old."

She looked at him sympathetically: "Brother, you are far from talented."

“……” Wenxin’s face twitched.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly pinched her left cheek: "Little girl, who did you hear about?"

Shao Yin leaned back to avoid his fingertips, and as if she was unaware of the danger, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Qiu Shuang! I heard people call her the Reverend Qiu Shuang!"

"She?" Wen Xin sneered, and his gloomy face suddenly brightened up, "What a waste! She is going to die!"

Shao Yin's heart sank, but she didn't show it on her face. She just asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Little girl, you just came in, don't be so curious." However, Wenxin said no more.

Before Shao Yin could ask any more questions, Feihe had already swooped down.

We have arrived at Wanshitang.

"Hello, senior brother." The disciples of Wanshi Hall bowed immediately when they saw Wenxin coming in.

Wen Xin nodded. He had a sunny and friendly face, and looked kind even when he was not smiling: "This is the disciple my master just accepted. I brought her here to get the sect token. This disciple will wear these."

"By the way, what's your name?" Wenxin turned his head and asked, as if he had just remembered.

Shao Yin then said, "The phoenix is ​​flying. The Taoist name is Wu Huang."

"My Emperor?" Wen Xin choked, "What a domineering Taoist name."

The Wanshi Hall disciple took a notebook and a pen and asked carefully, "Excuse me, Senior Sister, what are these words?"

Shao Yin informed them one by one.

While the young disciple was taking notes, she glanced at the notebook in his hand and could vaguely see the year and numbers on the cover.

His eyes turned and an idea came to his mind.

"Please come in, senior sister." Soon, the young disciple prepared all the necessary items and put them in a storage bag embroidered with green peaks.

Shao Yin took it and said, "Thank you."

"You're too polite, Senior Sister." The young disciple said with a smile.

Most of the Tianque disciples are arrogant, but these disciples from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall cannot be considered as entry-level disciples. Most of them are outer disciples and menial disciples in the foundation-building period.

He could still be a bit arrogant to outsiders, but when it came to a genuine inner disciple like Shao Yin, especially one who was personally accepted by a Divine Transformation cultivator, he could be as polite as possible.

After getting the things, the two of them got on the spirit crane again and flew towards Cuihua Peak.

"Only Master and I live in Cuihua Peak now." On the way, Wenxin said again: "I will arrange where you want to live."

Cuihua Peak is a sharp and steep mountain, one side of which is as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut by a sword.

The other sides are covered with lush trees, dense green shade and beautiful scenery.

From the mountainside to the top, there are many existing caves, which were originally lived in by the brothers and sisters. Now they have moved away or died, and the caves are empty.

"Senior Brother, why didn't you move away?" Shao Yin didn't rush to choose a cave, but asked back.

Being able to ask Yunhua to come and do things at will, this person must be of high conscience, and he must be extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)