After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

An inner sect disciple, and a disciple of a Divine Transformation cultivator. She is young, promising, and has no established connections yet. It is most cost-effective to make friends with her while she has no foundation.

The young disciples were willing to do things for her without having to accept anything from her.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." However, the spiritual fruit she gave was rare. The young disciple immediately changed his mind and happily put it into the storage bag. He glanced around and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister, follow me."

Shao Yin followed him to a less crowded place where some bedding, chairs, cabinets, etc. were piled up, looking a bit old.

"We didn't have to prepare these in previous years." The young disciple complained as he sorted through the storage bags, "The disciples we've accepted in recent years have become increasingly mediocre. Some of them haven't even drawn Qi into their bodies and need to sleep on beds and cover themselves with quilts."

It is not like before, when those recruited were either descendants of clans, geniuses offered by small sects, or precious treasures brought back by the elders.

These people either provide salvation on their own or are granted salvation by their master, so they don’t need our Wanshitang at all.

There was no need to say more. Seeing that no one was around, the young disciple whispered, "Venerable Qiu Shuang committed a crime and was imprisoned in Tinglei Peak. I heard that her master was furious and wanted to imprison her for five hundred years."

"So what did she do wrong?" Shao Yin asked.

The young disciple scratched his head and said, "I don't know about that. I only heard that she didn't respect the teachings, didn't listen to the master's orders, acted recklessly outside, and even killed someone she shouldn't have killed."

It’s exactly the same as what I heard in Yishan City.

Shao Yin asked again: "Who did she kill?"

"I don't know." The young disciple shook his head, as if he also found it strange. "It hasn't been spread out. I only heard that it was someone who shouldn't have been killed."

Shao Yin frowned.

"Sister, please stop asking about her." The young disciple hinted, "No one mentions her now. If you talk about her too much, it will make people unhappy."

Who did he displease? After a little thought, he knew it was the one who punished Qiu Shuang.

"Thank you." Shao Yin came back to his senses and thanked him with a smile, "I live in Cuihua Peak, my senior brother is Qingxin, thank you for talking to me today, come and visit me when you are free, I have a lot of delicious fruits over there."

The young disciple said happily: "Okay!"

As Shao Yin walked out, she asked casually, "Venerable Qiu Shuang was imprisoned, didn't her Taoist partner save her?"

Before she could finish her words, she was pulled back to the corner by the younger disciple, who booed, "Senior Sister!"

"Ah?" Shao Yin was confused.

The young disciple said "Aiya", stamped his feet, and said, "Forget it. You just arrived, so you don't know. As for Venerable Qiu Shuang, he originally had a Taoist partner, but later he lost her."

"What happened?" Shao Yin's eyes widened, revealing a look of astonishment, "She was let down? Or did she let someone else down? Who interfered?"

The young disciple said, "Neither. Fifty years ago, something happened and Senior Brother Qingyangzi lost his memory. He only remembered who he was and forgot everything else, even his Taoist partner."

"Just break up?" Shao Yin said in shock.

The young disciple sighed, "Venerable Qiu Shuang naturally refused. It has been a long time since they became Taoist companions. They can all testify to this."

"But Senior Brother Qingyangzi is... a very old-fashioned person. He said he has forgotten about the past. Don't look for him."

"You call this old-fashioned?" Shao Yin frowned, "It's clearly called cold and indifferent."

The young disciple argued, "That's not the case. Senior Brother Qingyangzi is a serious and responsible person. He feels that he has forgotten that relationship, and it's not the case that they are together again."

"Other sisters also liked him and took the opportunity to pursue him, but they were all dismissed by Senior Brother Qingyangzi. If they got too close, they would be hit by his sword."

"Only Senior Sister Qiu Shuang, no matter how much she pestered him, he just told her to stay away."

Shao Yin curled her lips, folded her hands and said nothing.

The young disciple felt a little sad when he said this: "Senior Brother Qingyangzi is a very good person. Senior Sister Qiushuang is also very good. They used to be very good to each other."

Qiu Shuang, who was warm and cheerful, and Qing Yangzi, who was upright and strong, were the stars of the sect in the past. Privately, they all called them that.

They are like a pair of shining stars, making people look up and gaze at them. Looking at them is like the difficult road has signposts.

For some reason, strange things have happened in the sect one after another in recent years. Sometimes they are scared and feel as if there is an evil demon hiding in the dark, lurking around and ready to eat people at any time.

In the past, Qiu Shuang and Qing Yangzi were fine. When they saw the younger disciples in trouble, they would help them, even if they were outer disciples. They always found a way to ask for help.

Later, Qing Yangzi lost his memory, Qiu Shuang's smile gradually disappeared, and she left the sect and never returned. When she came back, she was imprisoned in Tinglei Peak.

As the young disciple spoke, his eyes became moist. He wiped his eyes and said, "Sister, please stop asking. Don't ask about either of these two people."

I don’t know what secrets are hidden among the great monks. If you know too much, you will die.

"Thank you." Shao Yin nodded gently, "I won't tell anyone."

After thanking the young disciple, she left the Wanshi Hall.

He summoned the flying crane and flew towards Cuihua Peak.

She thought Qing Yangzi was injured or unconscious, so he couldn't save Qiu Shuang.

It turned out that he had lost his memory.

Shao Yin returned to Cuihua Peak and happened to meet Wen Xin who came back: "Senior Brother."

Wen Xin landed, and his usually bright and amiable face now had a complicated expression.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Shao Yin asked as she walked into the cave.

Wenxin followed her in, looked at her brisk footsteps and her carefree back, and couldn't help shaking his head.

He just came back from outside.

The master told him to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall. He heard that the monk guarding the city gate he was looking for was seriously injured and taken back by his family. He was nowhere to be seen.

That's fine. The purpose is to let the next people guard the city gate seriously and not skip the process.

He mainly wanted to know if anything had happened and what the background of his junior sister was. Did anyone know?
If you ask the disciples of our sect, they will say that there was a pure yin body who took the initiative to become a disciple and was taken away by Venerable Yunhua. If you ask Beidou, they will say that there was a pure yin body who wanted to become a disciple of Heguang, but was taken away by Venerable Yunhua.

When asking Wanxu, he learned that there was a person with a pure yin body who wanted to become his disciple, but was snatched away by Venerable Yunhua.

The three sides have different statements.

So, Wen Xin went to ask the casual cultivators, and this time the news was even more outrageous: "There is a pure Yin body, standing in the middle of the square, shouting that she is a rare genius in a thousand years. Those with vision should quickly accept her as a disciple, otherwise she will leave."

Yes, Junior Sister is a little overconfident. But she is not stupid! How could she do such a brain-destroying thing?

But no matter what, one thing is certain - the junior sister is indeed a pure yin body.

"Have you chosen a technique?" he asked as he walked in.

Shao Yin sat down on the futon, took out a teapot from her storage ring, lit the fire-controlling talisman to boil water, and shook her head: "No."

"What kind do you want to choose? Tell me about it and I'll give you some advice." Wenxin sat down and said, his mouth twitching at her method of boiling water.

She insisted on using talismans to do something that could be done with a simple finger gesture. Was this laziness, or was it a way to get rich and become wealthy?

"Actually, I don't really need any skills." Unexpectedly, she shook her head and said, "I am gifted. I don't need to meditate. My tendons and veins automatically circulate spiritual energy. I don't need any mental skills."

“As for the skills to fight against the enemy, instead of practicing them, it is better to find an invincible magic weapon. When you go out, it will be enough to protect yourself.”

"Or we can contract a powerful spirit beast and have it help us if we have any problems."

Question: "..."

Before coming, he really didn't expect that she thought this way.

"Aren't you going to take Master to Ascension, and take me to Ascension?" He couldn't help but ask, "You are so lazy, aren't you afraid that I can't wait?"

Shao Yin looked at him and actually said something comforting: "Brother, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, and you have a lifespan of a thousand years. Living to a thousand years is enough. Be content."

"People, be content."

"Be content with what you have."

"Being too greedy will lead to attachment to appearances."

Wenxin was just about to hit her on the head when she was startled when she heard the last sentence.

Emotions accumulated in his eyes, as if a storm was brewing, and the look on his face as he looked at her was indescribably complicated.

"Junior sister." He said softly, "You have wisdom."

Shao Yin narrowed her eyes and smiled, poured out the brewed tea, handed it over and said, "Brother, have some tea."

Wenxin took it, took a sip, and felt uneasy for a long time.

She just said it casually, but it sounded like sarcasm to him.

Many monks spend their entire lives trying to make no progress. Including my master, who has made no progress in the past eight hundred years and has tried every trick up his sleeve, what else could this be but greed?
"Junior sister." He put down the teacup and said, as if jokingly, as if advising, "You must ascend to heaven as soon as possible."

Shao Yin said seriously, "If I were alone, it wouldn't matter. But Master is still waiting for me, I will definitely ascend soon!"

"...Okay." Wenxin lowered his head, hiding the complexity in his eyes.

After drinking tea, he left.

In addition to managing the affairs of Cuihua Peak and carrying out tasks assigned by Yunhua from time to time, he also had to practice cultivation himself.

Shao Yin meditated in the cave for half a day. When it got dark, he put an invisibility talisman on his body, opened the map, and flew towards Tinglei Peak.

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Tinglei Peak is located among the peaks. It is not the highest nor the most beautiful. It is named Tinglei Peak because there are always thunder sounds inside.

"When will you repent?" A cold voice with a hint of admonition rang out in Tingleifeng.

Inside the mountain, I saw a huge cave, illuminated by red light. There were bursts of rumbling thunder, which hit the walls of the cave and echoed.

The male cultivator in green stood at the edge of the cliff, looking ahead at the figure hanging in the air.

This was a woman with tattered clothes, disheveled hair, bare feet, and her face covered by messy hair. Several thick iron chains passed through her body, hanging her in the void.

Along with the rumbling thunder, fiery red magma spurted out from time to time and splashed on her body, but she felt nothing.

It turns out that Tingleifeng is not a mountain full of thunder, but a volcano. Whenever the magma erupts, it makes a loud noise like thunder.

"Don't be angry!" said the green-robed monk, "If you admit your mistake, Master Shouzhen will let you go."

As he finished speaking, the woman with messy hair finally raised her head slowly. Two streaks of blood and tears hung on her beautiful white face. It turned out that she was blind.

She closed her blind eyes but looked accurately in his direction: "Do you think I'm wrong?"

The blue-robed monk choked.

"Since you don't think I'm wrong, why do you want me to admit it?" The woman said, then slowly lowered her head and her voice became lowered.

The green-robed monk opened his mouth, but no sound came out, only his lips were trembling slightly.

In the vast void, the female cultivator was locked up with an iron chain thicker than herself and fastened firmly to the mountain, like a moth that could be swallowed up at any time.

He clearly didn't remember her, but seeing her trapped here was like a sharp pain piercing his heart.

"Yes, you are wrong." He clenched his fists, his expression changed several times, and finally uttered a cold voice, "You should not disobey the orders of the sect."

(End of this chapter)