From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 42 A Proliferation of Masters
Qin Ye did not hide anything and recounted the whole process. After he finished, he said with a guilty look, "The Ten Thousand Army Demon Subduing Staff is too fierce and it is difficult to control its power. Even if only a trace of its power is leaked, it will hurt people. I will never use this staff technique to spar with my fellow disciples again."

Li Qingqiu asked calmly, "How badly is he injured?"

"Your face is swollen."

“Then you definitely have to apologize. How can you hit someone in the face? If you hurt other places, he can cover them up with his clothes, but if you hurt his face, his master will definitely know.”

Li Qingqiu's words stunned Qin Ye. He hadn't thought of this, and hearing his master say this made him feel even more guilty.

Li Sifeng, who was being punished by standing, chuckled and said, "Third Senior Brother is petty. You're finished now. He might come after you and avenge his disciple himself."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye was not afraid, but earnestly said, "I am willing to be punished by my third uncle."

Li Sifeng curled his lip and muttered, "He's courting death."

After understanding the reason, Li Qingqiu didn't take it to heart and said, "Since it was the other party who proposed the sparring, you did nothing wrong. Just be more careful in the future. Third Junior Brother is arrogant and will definitely not cause you any trouble, but Xue Jin will definitely come after you to get your face back. At that time, just be careful."

In martial arts sparring, injuries are inevitable. Li Qingqiu didn't think it was a big deal; he couldn't simply stop his disciples from sparring.

Qin Ye won, but he didn't praise Qin Ye because he also felt that Qin Ye needed to control his staff technique better, as the other disciples weren't as resilient as Xue Jin.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye still hesitated. He even suggested going to apologize to his third uncle, but Li Qingqiu kicked him, sending him flying.

"You think things aren't serious enough? Get out of here!"

Li Qingqiu said irritably, and Qin Ye was kicked two zhang away before coming to a stop after hitting the wall.

Landing in the corner, Qin Ye felt a churning sensation inside his body, and his whole body ached. He was secretly shocked by his master's power and quickly got up to take his leave.

Li Sifeng turned to look at Li Qingqiu, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Senior Brother, is the staff technique passed down by Wu Baoyu really that powerful? This is not a good thing. Qingxiao Sect needs its own martial arts to surpass the Ten Thousand Army Demon Subduing Staff."

"Hmph, mind your own business first, and stand properly!"

Li Qingqiu snorted coldly. He walked to Li Sifeng's side and kicked Li Sifeng in the buttocks. Instantly, a sharp pain struck, causing Li Sifeng's expression to change and almost making him kneel down.

This kick, imbued with vital energy, stimulated the acupoints on Li Sifeng's leg, causing him unbearable pain.

"Will you dare to bully your disciple again?"

"I just asked him to attend class for me, how is that bullying?"

"Could he refuse you?"

"It's not impossible..."

Li Qingqiu kicked him again, causing Li Sifeng to wince in pain. He quickly apologized, saying he would never dare to do it again.

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As dusk fell, in a courtyard, young Bai Ning'er sat at a table, one hand supporting her cheek, gazing at the distant mountains, her thoughts drifting away.

A disciple rushed into the courtyard, carrying four wild rabbits. He walked to the table and said with a smile, "Hu Feng, today's harvest: four wild rabbits, each weighing five jin."

Bai Ning'er came to his senses, picked up a brush, and began to write in the book in front of him, saying, "Why is it wild rabbit again? Do you want to eat all the wild rabbits in the mountains?"

"The Taikun Mountains are so vast that there are endless wild rabbits to catch. Once the rabbits here are all caught, rabbits from other places will come to graze. Besides, when we were eating rabbit meat, I didn't see you taking any less bites."

Hu Feng said irritably, but when he saw Bai Ning'er carefully writing down his contribution, he immediately beamed with joy.

"Tie it up properly before letting go."

Bai Ning'er reminded him, and Hu Feng responded by leading the wild rabbit behind Bai Ning'er. The courtyard was already piled with flowers, fruits, and wild game, all of which were the disciples' harvest.

Bai Ning'er's duty is to record these things every day. Because someone is recording them, the disciples' enthusiasm can remain undiminished.

After Hu Feng left, Bai Ning'er lay on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

When will these days end?
Because he had been learning calligraphy since childhood and was physically weak, his senior brother arranged for him to be here. Of course, the bigger reason was that his senior brother wanted to have more time to practice martial arts. His senior brother usually took good care of him, and he couldn't refuse.

Now, apart from morning exercises, he spends most of his time in this courtyard every day, which is really boring.

Just as Bai Ning'er sighed, a strong smell of urine wafted over, making him frown. He didn't even need to turn his head to know that there was wild boar urine.

He had to wait for the other disciples to come and take away the wild game, and then clean up the courtyard before his task for the day would be finished.

Although he usually finds wild boar meat delicious, he genuinely dislikes living wild boars because they are dirty, smelly, and grunting.

Because Qingxiao Sect is a martial arts sect with a high demand for meat, there are many disciples responsible for hunting, and they have a harvest every day. Every time Zhang Yuchun goes down the mountain, he buys some dried or marinated meat. Villagers at the foot of the mountain also occasionally use meat to exchange for other grains, so that the disciples of Qingxiao Sect can taste meat every day, even if they don't eat meat at every meal.

When he first arrived at the mountain, he was impressed by the treatment he received, but as time went on, he became dissatisfied and wanted to learn martial arts.

Bai Ning'er reminisced about the past to pass the time.

As dusk approached, five disciples finally entered the courtyard. Upon seeing them, Bai Ning'er cheered, then tidied up the books on the table and ran out of the courtyard.

The five disciples were already used to it and began to clean up the wild game and grain piled up in the courtyard.

After leaving the courtyard, Bai Ning'er skipped and hopped towards the mountain. He planned to be lazy tonight and get up early tomorrow morning to tidy up the courtyard. He found it too strenuous to do it alone, so he needed to go and complain to his senior brother so that his senior brother could help him. "Young man in front, please wait."

A woman's voice came from behind, causing Bai Ning'er to stop and turn around. He saw two women walking along the mountain path.

Walking in front was a woman in green, petite in stature, who at first glance looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a delicate and lovely face and wore two braids, which made Bai Ning'er's eyes light up.

The woman behind her was dressed in a plain white long dress, with a light veil over her face. She carried a long wooden box on her back, and her posture was dignified. Her eyes were bright and charming. She followed behind the woman in green, and her demeanor was clearly that of the hostess.

Visitors from the mountain?

Bai Ning'er was curious, but not nervous. After all, if he shouted, other disciples would come running. Besides, these two women didn't look like bad people; in fact, they were practically defenseless.

After the two women approached, Bai Ning'er asked, "Who are you?"

The woman in green smiled and said, "My name is Su Xiling, and my young lady's surname is Zhu. We were introduced by Liu Fanzhou. We want to discuss something with your sect leader. Can you lead the way?"

She wasn't much taller than Bai Ning'er, who was fourteen, so Bai Ning'er wasn't very wary of her.

"Master Liu? He's a really good man. He's the one who had this mountain road repaired. Come on, it's almost time to eat. The sect leader should be easy to find."

Bai Ning'er readily agreed, then waved and turned to lead the way.

Su Xiling and the woman in white followed closely behind. Su Xiling was clearly very interested in Qingxiao Sect and began to ask Bai Ning'er questions.

Bai Ning'er listened to her questions, which were all trivial, such as whether it was quiet on weekdays, how many martial arts people came and went, and whether there were any bandits coming up the mountain. He answered them one by one.

As they walked, they encountered other Qingxiao Sect disciples along the way. The disciples were curious and asked who the two women were. After Bai Ning'er mentioned Liu Fanzhou's name, the disciples suddenly realized and stopped trying to stop them.

After a short while, they arrived at the courtyard at the highest point. Bai Ning'er saw Li Qingqiu sitting at the long table and quickly ran over to introduce Su Xiling and the other two women.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can have dinner here tonight. Find a seat yourself."

Li Qingqiu reached out and ruffled Bai Ning'er's hair, smiling as he spoke, before getting up and walking towards Su Xiling and the other woman.

Bai Ning'er was overjoyed and touched her head with a silly grin.

With his back to him, Li Qingqiu opened the Daoist panel and saw that the lucky guy's loyalty had increased a little. He smiled with satisfaction.

Children are easily moved.

Li Qingqiu approached Su Xiling and the other woman and said with a smile, "Since you were introduced by Brother Liu, shall we go inside and chat?"

Su Xiling nodded, and then the two women followed Li Qingqiu into the newly built hall in the courtyard, where the door was open.

As soon as Li Qingqiu sat down, Su Xiling came to his side, took out a brocade bag from her sleeve, placed it on the table, and then untied it to reveal gold and silver jewelry.

“My young lady heard from Liu Fanzhou that Qingxiao Sect is a quiet place, far away from the secular world, so she wants to stay here for two years. We won’t stay and eat for free.”

Su Xiling said softly, which made Li Qingqiu look at the woman in white.

The woman in white, carrying a wooden box on her back, watched him quietly without saying a word.

Li Qingqiu did not immediately agree, but asked, "May I ask why you two ladies are staying here? Qingxiao Sect is indeed a place for quiet cultivation, and we are afraid of causing trouble."

Su Xiling replied, "The imperial court is currently suppressing the rebels, and there is no peace anywhere. Only the Taikun Mountains are relatively stable. My young lady is a famous scholar from Guzhou named Zhu Yan. She has never liked fighting. You should have heard of her name."

Li Qingqiu had never heard of it before. He usually only heard about things in the martial arts world and didn't know much about literary matters.

"In that case, I agree."

Li Qingqiu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, before getting up to lead the way.

After leaving the main hall, he asked one of his disciples to arrange accommodations for them.

Watching the two women's departing figures, Li Qingqiu was filled with admiration. The martial arts world truly is full of masters.

Zhu Yan appears to be a refined person with no martial arts skills, but in reality, her internal energy is no less than that of Yang Jueding when he first arrived at the mountain.

Su Xiling, who was a servant, was even more exaggerated. Her internal energy was the most profound he had ever seen, even stronger than Lu Taidou of the Seven Mountains Alliance.

With their martial arts skills, it's no wonder they were able to ascend the mountain safely. It's just that they practiced some kind of secret technique that allowed them to conceal their inner energy, which prevented the disciples along the way from recognizing them.

Li Qingqiu smiled, walked to the dining table, and prepared to eat.

In the days that followed, melodious music often echoed through the mountains and fields, becoming a topic of much discussion among the disciples.

When Zhang Yu learned that Zhu Yan had arrived, he was overjoyed and wanted to visit her, but Su Xiling stopped him.

Only then did Li Qingqiu believe that Zhu Yan was truly a renowned scholar. In this world, those who could play the zither were not ordinary people, and Zhang Yu, who was usually arrogant, had never lost his composure like this before.

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