1. Apprenticeship to Mount Emei (17)

Taoist Xuanhe and the four major disciples took a tour in the Green Peak and saw that there was indeed no other loss. Then they felt relieved and secretly resented Mo Huer, the troublemaker. The four major disciples discussed it for a while and decided to leave it to Ying Yang. He stepped forward and said to Taoist Xuanhe: "It's better not to tell Junior Sister Mo Yingling about this matter, so as not to damage Junior Sister Mo Yingling's Taoist heart."

Taoist Xuanhe hesitated slightly, then nodded fiercely and said, "When Mo Yinling asked about it in the future, he said that Mo Huer was frightened away by the invisible sword, and I sent him to practice Taoism with an old friend who was not born in Lantau Island. From now on. Many people have gone overseas years ago and will not come back within a hundred years. In the future, even if Mo Yingling succeeds in swordsmanship, he will not be able to find him, and he will only think that his brother and his master went overseas to practice."

The four major disciples breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement!

A group of three generations of disciples of the Emei Sect did not know that something big had happened in the mountains. They also thought that there was a treasure hidden in the sect, so they actually broke through the Dutian Fierce Formation three times in a row, defeating the enemy's arrogance, and they were very happy.

Only Wang Chong knew what happened. Yan Dzizhu sent out a puff of cool air and opened three scrolls between his eyebrows. The scenery in the scrolls kept changing, and only the sound of thunder continued to accompany them.

A few hours later, a majestic mountain appeared in a scroll, and a gap suddenly opened, and the sound of thunder suddenly died away. The second scroll lasted a little longer, and also flew into a high mountain. Just like an old horse that knew the way, it turned around in the mountain. As the scenery in the mountain changed, a cave appeared, and the sound of thunder disappeared deep into the cave. The last scroll lasted the longest. The sound of thunder flew into a cold pool, stirring up hundreds of feet of cold water. It took a long time to rest.

If it weren't for the disciples of the Emei Sect who were all around him, Wang Chong would have almost jumped up. Yan Tianzhu actually calculated the whereabouts of the three invisible swords. This was a huge benefit. Originally, he thought Mo Huer was a disaster because he failed to succeed but failed, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly felt that this naughty kid was much cuter.

If the Invisible Sword was in Mount Emei, he would not be able to obtain this divine object even if he had been given ten thousand years. But if it was wandering outside, there was no telling who would fall into its hands.

If Wang Chong got it, he would rather betray Emei than return these invisible swords. The reputation of the invisible sword is still higher than that of the Yuanyang sword. Even if the spirituality of the Yuanyang sword is not lost, it is not as good as the invisible sword, let alone Not to mention the invisible sword, which is invisible, colorless, and capable of killing all evil spirits.

Wang Chong thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that the Mirror of Return to Immortality has endless uses. He couldn't help but feel gloomy, and thought to himself: "The Mirror of Return to Immortality is a rare treasure of the Immortal Mansion. If you are good at tracing back time, you will definitely be able to reveal the whereabouts of the invisible sword. I am now And I can't live without Mount Emei. Maybe the elders of the Emei Sect will find these treasures before I have a chance to get these three invisible swords." As the thought faded, he could also sigh secretly and tell himself not to force himself. think.

A group of Emei disciples stayed on the welcoming platform for a long time. Although thunder and fire were rumbling in the sky, they could not break through the mountain defense formation, so they became slack.

Some people simply find a place to meditate, or leave this place to go back to their own caves. Some people have a fierce temperament and refuse to leave, but they also call their friends to get food and wine, look at the sky and curse, which is cool and unrestrained. wild.

Someone also came to invite Wang Chong, but Wang Chong refused a little and generously blended in among these Emei disciples. He was already "well-read in poetry and books". As the most outstanding disciple of Tianxin Guan, his talent and learning will only remain in the real world. Above Tang Jingyu.

Wang Chong was generous in speech, well-behaved, elegant in style, and extremely humble. He quickly gained the favor of some Emei disciples.

Xie Lingxun was already on good terms with Wang Chong, and now he patted him on the shoulder and said, "You and our sect are in the same trouble. When all the masters and uncles come back, they will definitely join the sect. As long as you endure a few hardships like us, Years later, you can start learning Taoism."

A female disciple chuckled and said, "Who said that Junior Brother Jingyu will be like you? Maybe he is like Junior Sister Mo, who can be taught the Flying Sword by becoming a disciple and pass on the true sword art."

Mo Yinling had only been a disciple for a few days when his mentor, Master Baiyun, taught him the Emei Sword Technique and the Light Sword. He received extremely generous treatment. It was impossible to say that these ordinary disciples were not jealous.

This female disciple was using Wang Chong to secretly discuss this matter, which caused the surrounding Emei disciples to be silent for a while. Mo Yinling did not like Wang Chong, so although she was still on the reception desk, she was far away from here and did not hear this sentence. .

An Emei disciple whispered a word of advice. This Emei female disciple also knew that Mo Yinling had a bright future, and no one could compare with him. After saying this, he stopped mentioning it and said to Wang Chong with a smile: "I am Hua." Feiye! A disciple of Teacher Xuanxia. It’s a pity that Teacher Xuanxia doesn’t accept male disciples, otherwise we might become fellow disciples.”

Hua Feiye has a cheerful temperament and beautiful appearance. She is only eighteen or nineteen years old. She is a few years older than Tang Jingyu, Wang Chong's imposter. She is like an amiable big sister.

Wang Chong was also very fond of it and said: "If I can enter Emei, I would like to become a master with more disciples. There are many brothers, so the life will be lively and not too deserted."

Hua Feiye smiled and said: "The master you want to worship is no longer at the mountain gate. The elder in our sect who has the most disciples is Master Xuanye, with a total of eighteen disciples. But he is not convinced. According to the teachings of our ancestors, we have now turned against the Emei sect, found another famous mountain, and become the ancestors ourselves."

Ancestor Yin Dingxiu had twenty-nine disciples. At this time, three of them had become masters, namely Master Xuanji, Master Xuanye and Master Baiyun, Mo Yingling's master. However, the ancestor passed the position of the second generation leader to the 22nd disciple, Taoist Xuande, so the three major disciples were not convinced.

Master Xuanji respects his teacher, and although he is reluctant, he is still willing to assist Junior Brother Xuande. Master Baiyun had an eccentric temper and had no thoughts about the headmaster. Although he was not convinced by Xuande taking over Emei, he didn't say anything. Only Zhenren Xuan Ye angrily turned back to Emei, took away his five junior brothers and his own disciples, and established a new sect with him.

Nowadays, Master Xuanye is taboo in Emei. Hua Feiye said it without taboos. Wang Chong did not dare to speak out. He hurriedly laughed and said, "I'd better find a master who practices in Mount Emei!"

Hua Feiye smiled, stood up, pointed at the sky, laughed and cursed a few words, and sang softly:

I smile now, the world is a long way from here.

A book of ancient and modern times makes you laugh and cry several times.

Ordinary people, greedy, angry and foolishly in love are always too boring.

I can't forget my fame, I can't let go of my love and hate.

The big dream came to nothing, and I had a chance to escape from the dead.

After several reincarnations, there is no escape from the world of mortals, and the wind shakes the lantern.

The road to the fairy mountain is far away and cannot be seen by ordinary people.

Throw away all your worries and get rid of your worries as soon as possible.

The hearts are connected, the fairy boy guides the way, and the gods are happy and happy.