Junior sister, I really need to control you

Chapter 110 True Man Lan Xuan

Hidden Edge Temple.

Although the number of cultivators at Cangfeng Temple is among the lowest of all Taoist temples, the temple itself is spacious and has many buildings, precisely to accommodate all the cultivators who come to participate in the Shifeng Gathering.

The "Shifeng Meeting" was held in an area reserved in advance on the east side of Cangfeng Temple.

Five arenas of different sizes stood in the venue, all carved from gray-white rocks.

Unlike the Shaoyang Dao Examination, the Shifeng Meeting is only for selecting cultivators who are qualified to use the Shifeng Spiritual Essence, so there is no "attendance ceremony".

Those who could enter the venue were either cultivators who came to participate in the competition, or elders from the temple who brought cultivators with them.

At the very front of the five arenas, several long tables were arranged horizontally, behind which sat the abbot of Cangfeng Temple and his four stewards.

The abbot was an elderly man with white hair and beard, but he was in good spirits. The four attendants were men and women, old and young.

They are all judges and referees of the competition, who not only assess the participants' abilities but also prevent cheating.

The oldest participant was around thirty years old, while the younger participants were brought by elders from their temples. However, these so-called elders were at most deacons from their own temples.

Both in terms of ability and vision, the abbot and the four deacons are more than capable of serving as judges.

"The meeting to test our skills will begin at 1-3 PM and end at 7-9 PM today. Tomorrow, the meeting will begin at 7-9 AM and end at 7-9 PM again."

Behind the long table, the head of the Hidden Edge Temple said, "We, the five of us, are the judges of this year's Sharpening Edge Gathering."

"When the competition begins, the five of us will each supervise one of the arenas to ensure fairness."

"The Sword-Wielding Competition is not limited to sword techniques, but sword techniques must still be the primary method. If we or the others believe that the sword techniques are merely for show and that the winner is relying on other techniques, the winner will be disqualified."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, they can file a complaint with the Dharma lineage."

"Furthermore, any means such as using talismans, poison powder, or thunderbolts are strictly prohibited in this competition. Anyone who violates this rule will be immediately disqualified."

"Did everyone hear me clearly?"

Before the abbot of Cangfeng Temple, nearly a hundred Taoist monks from various temples spread out and nodded in response.

As for why they were so cooperative...

In addition to the participating monks, there were dozens of disciples dressed in Cangfeng Temple robes patrolling the area to maintain order.

Qi Jiushan stood in the crowd, leading two juniors from Huangzhu Temple, and patted them on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't be too nervous, just do your best."

The two younger students, a boy and a girl, both looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

“We understand, Uncle Qi,” the boy nodded.

"Don't worry, Uncle Qi, I'll definitely be first in our group!" the girl patted her chest.

"Good, good, good! It's good to be confident! You are all the disciples with the most talent in swordsmanship in my sect. You must seize this opportunity!"

Qi Jiushan threw his head back and laughed loudly.

His smile suddenly froze.

"Master Uncle?" the girl asked, puzzled. "Don't you have any confidence in us?"

Qi Jiushan didn't answer, but the boy next to him looked up and patted the girl's shoulder: "Not junior sister, look up there..."

The girl looked up, and her whole body froze.

A blinding meteor fell from the sky above Cangfeng Temple.

It was clearly midday, but the meteor's light was extremely dazzling as it crashed down with a deafening roar.

In the blink of an eye, many cultivators with higher cultivation levels in the venue saw this scene and immediately shouted to warn others to be careful.

Behind the long table at the front, Abbot Cangfeng and several deacons suddenly stood up, staring at the approaching meteor.

"Senior brother, is that meteor heading towards us?" the youngest of the deacons asked hoarsely.

"Quickly inform the Ancestor!" the Abbot of Cangfeng Temple urged.

But the meteor, though seemingly slow, was actually fast. Before they could do anything, it had already landed overhead. The originally dazzling point of light suddenly turned into a small sun, illuminating the entire Cangfeng Temple.

Then the light suddenly disappeared, and the meteor in the sky seemed to be an illusion, with only two figures visible.

Qi Jiushan, who was looking up, was taken aback.

The figure in the air looks... somewhat familiar?

In a small courtyard of Cangfeng Temple, a clear and melodious sword cry rang out, and a bright blue sword light flashed out, stopping in front of Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu, transforming into a cultivator dressed in a light blue Taoist robe.

The blue-robed cultivator looked to be in his early thirties, with a thin face but extremely bright eyes.

"You must be Fellow Daoist Li from Xuanzhen Temple?" He looked at Li Yinsheng. "I am Grand Master of Cangfeng Temple, Daoist name Lanxuan."

A few days ago, after he returned from the Dharma lineage, his two junior brothers, Yunqiao and Shengu, told him about Li Yinsheng.

Upon seeing a young man with a little girl, he immediately realized what was going on.

“I am Li Yinsheng from Xuanzhen Temple. I greet Fellow Daoist Lan Xuan,” Li Yinsheng said, cupping his hands. “I was just testing my newly mastered escape technique, and the commotion was a bit too loud. It seems I may have disturbed the juniors of your temple.”

He glanced at the abbot, deacons, and participating cultivators of Cangfeng Temple below, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Although he had mastered the Meteor Escape technique, he was not yet proficient enough; otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a commotion while traveling normally.

Judging from the appearance of those younger people below, they must have been quite frightened.

"It's alright."

Master Lan Xuan didn't care about these things at all. He had been in the Dharma lineage for many years and had seen even more flamboyant escape lights.

In contrast, he was more concerned about the cultivation level of the young man in front of him.

Li Yinsheng did not conceal his aura when he arrived, so he was very certain that the young man in front of him must be a Great Master.

He had spent many years mingling in the Dharma lineage and fighting with demon cultivators, and had seen many great masters, even clashing with them quite a few times, so he was confident he wouldn't mistake them.

"Fellow Daoist Li is already a Great True Person?" He pondered for a moment and asked directly.

Li Yinsheng nodded: "Fellow Daoist Lan Xuan has good eyesight."

He did not deny that he was concealing his cultivation level. In front of another Great Master, to conceal one's cultivation level, one would at least need to master a decent technique for concealing one's breath. He simply did not have the means to conceal it.

However, if he is facing an ordinary real person, it will be difficult for the other party to tell whether he is a real person or a great real person if he does not speak.

A fleeting look of surprise crossed Master Lan Xuan's face before he turned to Mu Xiaoyu beside him: "Is this the junior that Fellow Daoist Li brought to participate in the Trial of Sharpness?"

Li Yinsheng nodded with a smile: "This is Mu Xiaoyu, a steward of my Xuanzhen Temple. Xiaoyu, come and greet your senior."

Mu Xiaoyu bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior!"

Master Lan Xuan nodded slightly, scanned his Qiankun bag with his divine sense, and then took out a round red bead about the size of a thumb and flew it into Mu Xiaoyu's hand.

"Mu Xiaoyu's cultivation is not bad. In this competition, I think you should be the champion in your group. Consider this demon core a gift."

"A demon core?" Li Yinsheng immediately became interested. "This is the demon core that is rarely born inside a demon's body?"

Master Lan Xuan nodded: "However, this demon core only came from a pheasant demon that was forty or fifty years old. It is useless to me, so I will give it to my young friend Mu."

"Thank you, Senior Lan!" Mu Xiaoyu held the demon core, her face full of the novelty of receiving such a new toy.

The demon core can be used to refine both pills and weapons, but with her current cultivation level, she is not yet able to refine anything with this demon core.

If a demon core that is forty or fifty years old is used as the main ingredient, it can at least be used to refine a decent mid-grade magic weapon.

Li Yinsheng looked at the demon core with some curiosity.

Although such a demon core is not precious to a True Person, he has only been a True Person for a short time, and he has never seen many things that are common among True Persons.

For example, this demon core was something he had never seen before.

Although he had killed some demonic beasts before, demonic beasts with demonic cores inside their bodies were quite rare, and he had never encountered one before.

"Hmm, I'll keep it safe for my junior sister for a while when I get back," Li Yinsheng thought to himself.

He looked at Master Lan Xuan, and his opinion of Cangfeng Temple changed considerably.

It seems that not everyone in Cangfeng Temple is a genius who wants to spar with fellow Daoists; there are also normal people like Fellow Daoist Lan Xuan.

She speaks so well and is so generous; she practically single-handedly upholds the normal standards of the entire Cangfeng Temple.

Just as Li Yinsheng was starting to find Lan Xuan Zhenren quite agreeable, Lan Xuan Zhenren suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Li, my junior brother told me that you are also a sword cultivator. Would you have time to spar with me?"

Li Yinsheng: ...

……

After some discussion, he and Master Lan Xuan agreed to discuss the Dao instead of sparring.

After all, when two great masters spar, if they were to use even a little bit of their true skills, the commotion would be too great.

In fact, when real people spar, the impact is already quite significant.

The desolate hill where Li Yinsheng suppressed his cultivation and fought against that True Man Shen Gu was almost flattened after a battle, and that was only because he intentionally controlled the area.

Although Master Lan Xuan looked regretful, he could understand and told Li Yinsheng that the lineage did have a special venue for Grand Masters to exchange and practice techniques.

If you are interested in the future, you can go to the lineage to find him.

Li Yinsheng was also somewhat interested in this, but going to the Dharma lineage was something for the Dao Examination, and at this moment he was more concerned about the current Showdown.

After finalizing the matters concerning the Dao discussion, Li Yinsheng led Mu Xiaoyu and, together with Master Lan Xuan, landed before the Abbot of Cangfeng Temple and the deacons.

"Greetings, Ancestor! Greetings, Senior!" The five bowed in unison.

Although the conversation between Master Lanxuan and Li Yinsheng in the air was brief, it was enough for them to realize that the so-called meteor they had just seen was actually the escape light of a True Immortal cultivator.

Master Lan Xuan nodded slightly and instructed, "I wish to have a sword duel with Fellow Daoist Li. You may continue with the sword-testing session."

The abbot of Cangfeng Temple, who had been on edge, and several other deacons immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

They dared not relax for a moment in front of their ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please," said Master Lanxuan.

Just as Li Yinsheng was about to nod, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mu Xiaoyu looked conflicted.

"What's wrong, junior sister?" Li Yinsheng turned his head and asked.

Mu Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "Senior brother, I'm fine."

“Just say what’s on your mind. Hesitating and keeping things bottled up inside isn’t like you,” Li Yinsheng said with a smile, rubbing her head.