Chapter 2: My Master is Afraid of Heights
After the ceremony, each peak and each branch arranged their own arrangements. There were more than a dozen newly accepted disciples and the chief monks and elders who came to attend the ceremony in the three branches of Jianfeng, Qifeng and Zhufeng. There was a lot of noise and noise as they came and went.
In fact, it was also the first time for Qin Ran to attend the Daoda Ceremony. He didn't know much about the process. At least he didn't understand whether to leave directly or follow the procedure after the head of the sect announced the end of the ceremony. So while he was hesitating, each peak and each branch either cast flying spells or flying magic tools and quickly left the Daoda Hall. In the blink of an eye, he and his new disciple behind him were the only ones left in the empty hall. Only then did he react, oh, he just slipped away.
He turned around to look at his disciple, who was standing behind him expressionlessly, as if he was shrouded in an ice field. It was also his first time, and he didn't know how to deal with this situation. He could only cough dryly, squeeze out a smile that he thought was kind, and asked aloud: "What's your name?"
Yes, he only asked for someone's name at this time... and he felt humble as if he was asking for a girl's WeChat.
"Li Shiyin." Li Shiyin said coldly. She was extremely disappointed with this master and Danfeng.
Why? Why is it so shabby? ! Don't talk about elders and brothers, why is there not even a errand boy? ? ?
"Oh! Li Shiyin." Qin Ran nodded. Li Shiyin's appearance made him feel that he should say something, such as he was actually very powerful, or it was more comfortable with fewer people, at least to ease the atmosphere, but he really didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "Let's go."
After that, he walked out of the main hall.
"Go... go?!" Li Shiyin didn't react. She was stunned. "Do we have to walk?"
At this time, looking out from the main hall gate, you can still see the disciples who worshipped Jianfeng sitting on the cloud boat and laughing.
"This master..." She curled her lips quietly and followed him reluctantly.
Daojian Sect is a small sect with a small area. Compared with the big sects with small worlds in the sect, Daojian Sect with five or six mountains is indeed the stinky little brother among the stinky little brothers.
However, if they encounter some cultivators who can't fly, it is still enough for them to have a headache to travel between these five or six mountains.
For example, a certain Danfeng head who does not want to reveal his name.
The Daowen Hall where the Daowen Ceremony is held is on the main peak, and Danfeng is located on the left side of the main peak. In other words, if they walk, they need to go down from the left side of the main peak first, and then climb up from the right side of Danfeng. Well, it's not far, just count the time to go down from this side, it's only two hours.
In front of the hall is a huge square for gatherings. Because the Daowen Ceremony is being held today, there is no one on the square.
Li Shiyin came out of the hall and looked up, and saw the thin figure of her master walking on this huge square. He was neither handsome nor tall, and could not give her beauty or a sense of security. In this huge square, the thin back did not look like a handsome immortal master, but just a poor and shabby old Taoist priest.
In just a few minutes after becoming his disciple, all her romantic fantasies about cultivating immortals were shattered. At this moment, she once again had the idea of refunding: "How about? Slip away? Anyway, my brother is outside."
"Come here quickly." But at this time, it seemed that he found that she was too far behind, and the master turned around and urged her, with a smile on his pretty face and a gentle voice.
"At least he is a good person." She sighed in her heart, but still followed him, which was probably a blessing in disguise.
Most of the disciples in the sect have a low level of cultivation, and there are even more people who can't fly, so the roads used for walking in the sect are very smooth. Unlike those big sects, they usually fly around, and the sect is like a primeval forest, and they usually have to say a word in the air.
From the bottom of the main peak to the top of Dan Peak, there are neat stone paths, which are not so uncomfortable to walk on...if the sun is not so strong today.
When they got down to the middle of the main peak, Li Shiyin couldn't stand the sunburn. She looked at the steady figure walking in front of her and finally couldn't help asking, "Master, what is your cultivation level?"
"Late foundation building, if everything goes well, I can form a pill before I am fifty years old." Qin Ran answered. He turned back to look at the beautiful little apprentice and saw that her face was red and sweaty from the sun. Then he realized that the apprentice was a girl and an ordinary person. Her physical fitness might not be so good, so he kindly asked, "Do you want to rest?"
"No." Li Shiyin refused. She secretly calculated in her heart that if she could form a pill before the age of fifty, it seemed that the master's talent was not bad, but his cultivation level was too low... No, she suddenly realized, fifty years old? He can't be really young, right?
"Master, how old are you?" she couldn't help asking.
Qin Ran felt the contempt in his disciple's tone, blushed, coughed, turned around, and answered in a low voice: "I am twenty-five years old!"
"Twenty-five years old?!!!" Li Shiyin was shocked, really so young? !
Such a young chief, a chief with such low cultivation. Where are the others in Danfeng, where are they going?
"Danfeng?" She hesitated, "Is there no one else?"
After saying this, the master who had always been very steady and answered every question suddenly stopped, was silent for a while, and sighed: "Since my master failed to pass the tribulation five years ago, I am the only one left in Danfeng."
He paused and smiled, "You are one more today."
"One peak vein per person?" Li Shiyin was desperate. This should be the worst peak vein in the world. For a moment, she felt that the road ahead was dark.
"Master, I am so sad!" She comforted him, not knowing whether she was comforting her master or herself.
"Nothing!" Qin Ran smiled and shook his head. "Although my master died under the thunder, you don't have to worry. I have done a lot of research on the heavenly tribulation. You have a good talent and can upgrade at will in the future. I guarantee that you can easily pass the tribulation."
"Oh!" Li Shiyin replied indifferently. She didn't believe it at all.
After walking for a while, she suddenly remembered the question she wanted to ask at the beginning, and hurriedly asked: "Master, don't you know the magic of flying clouds?"
"Ah?" This question seemed to hit Qin Ran's sore spot. He was obviously a little flustered. He forced himself to calm down and replied, "Yes, why not? I can..."
"If we can, why don't we ride the clouds back?" Li Shiyin asked coldly.
"Ah this..." Qin Ran didn't know how to fool... ah no, how to explain it. Some inexplicable words were circling in his mouth, saying something like "walking is good for physical and mental health", "flying around is detrimental to your image", "high altitude is too dangerous, what if you fall", etc. In short, it was to avoid the question of "why not fly back on the cloud".
Li Shiyin listened, and as smart as she was, she extracted the key words, "high altitude is too dangerous, what if you fall down", she looked at the young master in front of her with strange eyes, he wouldn't, as a cultivator, he wouldn't be afraid of heights!
Qin Ran was uncomfortable with the look in the eyes of the little apprentice, he buried his head and said repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's getting late, there are things to do when we go back!"
Li Shiyin looked up at the sun still in the sky, and felt that this master was inexplicably cute... No, this master was a little special.