Li Yan stood on the flying magic weapon that looked like a scroll, looking at the huge mountain that was getting closer and closer. There was a hint of expectation and confusion in his heart. He didn't know what kind of beginning was waiting for him here.
The mountain was getting closer and closer. The whole mountain was dark green and covered with bamboos. These bamboos were not the lush green bamboos he had seen before in the Daqing Mountain, but were closer to ink in color.
Green crystal spots faintly appeared on the bamboo body, and those green crystal spots actually flowed slowly on the bamboo body, giving people a sense of heaviness and tranquility as well as a sense of fantasy.
Looking at the slowly flowing green light, Li Yan suddenly thought of something.
"Is there any poisonous insect in this bamboo?"
His face suddenly became excited, and his heart was beating fast.
Li Wuyi beside him seemed to know what he was thinking. He looked at him and spoke with a smile.
"Do you think there might be some spirit insect or poisonous insect in this bamboo?"
Li Yan thought to himself. "Can you guess this?"
Before he could finish, the eldest brother continued.
“Hehehe… This is an easy guess. Any cultivator who has seen the three peaks will have this thought when he comes to Xiaozhu Peak. I, Senior Brother, also thought about it at the beginning.
But these bamboos are just bamboos, there are no spiritual insects living in them. This kind of bamboo is a spiritual plant and also a very good material for refining tools. I will tell you more about it when I have time."
As they were talking, they had landed on a meadow halfway up the mountain.
Li Yan walked down from the scroll-like magic weapon and looked forward. The mountain stretched darkly into the sea of clouds. The inky mountain body stretched all the way upward, and bamboo waves undulated like waves.
Green dots flickered and flowed from time to time in the black bamboo sea, as if they were standing in front of a dream palace. Starting from their feet, a path meandered upward into the bamboo sea and sank into the vast ocean of bamboo waves.
Waves of spiritual energy in the air blew towards him and entered Li Yan's body lively, making every pore in his body seem to be cheering for joy.
Turning around and looking down the mountain, he saw that there was no way down the mountain from where he was standing. All he could see were dark green bamboo leaves swaying in the wind, appearing and disappearing in the clouds.
There is no gate at the foot of the mountain like the other peaks here. I guess people usually come and go from the mountainside.
"Brother, let's go up the mountain!"
At this time, Li Wuyi had put away his magic weapon and walked towards the path. Li Yan put his thoughts aside, stood up and followed him.
Li Yan was walking on the path. The black bamboos above his head and on both sides of him formed a dark passage, with green light crystals flowing on it, making him feel like he was walking in a bizarre space.
"Junior brother, when we get up there, we'll first find a place for you to wash up, then go and pay your respects to the master, and then we'll arrange a place for you to stay, okay?"
Li Wuyi walked in front, his long robe fluttering in the wind. From time to time, spots of green light shone across his face and hair, giving him a kind of enchanting beauty.
"Everything will be subject to the arrangements of Senior Brother!"
Li Yan certainly knew that his current attire was not suitable for the visit.
"Well, not far ahead is the dormitory where the menial disciples live, and a little further back is the main hall of Xiaozhu Peak. After the main hall, halfway up the mountain is where we live and practice.
The master should be in the main hall now, so I'll just give in and clean up with the errand disciple in front, how do you think?"
Li Wu looked at Li Yan with an apologetic look on his face.
Li Yan didn't care about these things. He grew up in a mountain village. Although he had been with Strategist Ji for half a year, this fact had not changed.
"Of course, Senior Brother." Li Yan replied calmly.
After walking through this psychedelic passage with dark green dots for about half a cup of tea, Li Yan's eyes lit up and a bamboo fence appeared in front of him. There was a large open space inside the wall, and outside the wall was surrounded by a sea of dark bamboo.
There are more than a dozen houses built in the fenced courtyard, which looks like the front yard of a mansion. A gravel path passes through these houses and extends deep into the mountain. Compared with the pavilions, towers, fairy springs and birds on other peaks, it looks very shabby, but it has a sense of tranquility and elegance.
Looking back at the mottled and brilliant path, it seems like I have walked through a dream journey.
Following Li Wuyi into the fenced yard, there were about a dozen young men and women coming and going, busy with their own things.
They were all wearing yellow clothes, the men were wearing tight and neat clothes, and the women were wearing light-browed long skirts and palace dresses. When they saw the two men come in, they hurried over to salute.
"I've met Master Uncle!"
A few of them glanced at Li Yan secretly, and Li Yan saw the surprise and suspicion in their eyes.
"This is your Eighth Uncle. Xiaoyi, take him to wash up."
Li Wuyi smiled and introduced Li Yan to several people, then pointed to a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old and said.
A dozen young male and female disciples were even more surprised when they heard that the young man was their "uncle master". After all, some of them had been doing chores here for many years and knew that there had been no disciples here for a long time. They couldn't help but look at Li Yan a few more times.
Li Yan's tattered clothes were quite eye-catching, and the spiritual energy on his body was weak, even weaker than those of them, which made them look at each other secretly.
The young man named Xiaoyi took a few steps forward and came in front of Li Wuyi. He had a handsome appearance. Li Wuyi extended his hand to Li Yanyi.
"Give me the storage bag!"
Of course Li Yan knew that this was to take out the spare clothes for him, and he was also curious to know how to take them out.
Li Wuyi took the storage bag and gently patted it with one hand. With a flash of green light, a robe, a set of underwear and a pair of boots appeared in the air, floating gently in the air.
Li Yan now saw clearly the process of taking items out of the storage bag. His eyes flashed with surprise. Then he shook his head slightly in his heart. He lacked the most basic information about cultivating immortals. He couldn't even figure out the most basic immortal arts.
The young man named Xiaoyi reached out and picked up the clothes in the air, then bowed respectfully to Li Yan.
"Uncle Eighth Master, please follow me!" As he spoke, he was already walking towards a house nearby.
Half a cup of tea later, Li Wu nodded slightly as he looked at Li Yan, who was wearing a dark green robe in front of him. Although Li Yan had an ordinary appearance, he also had a fresh feeling at this moment. The young man exuded a youthful aura, which was not something that people in their forties could imitate.
Li Yan is fifteen years old now, but he is already seven feet tall, almost the same height as an ordinary adult.
Li Yan felt very strange about this outfit. It was just the right fit and extremely comfortable to wear, especially the pair of boots on his feet. With every step he took, it seemed as if he could glide forward lightly.
"Hehehe... Let's go. This set of clothes is also a simple spiritual weapon. It can protect you from cold and heat. The boots can increase your body movement speed. They can defend against magic attacks below the fourth level of Qi Condensation."
Li Wuyi knew that Li Yan knew nothing about this, so he said a few simple words and then led him back along the gravel path between several rows of houses.
The gravel road went up the mountain. Along the way, Li Wuyi occasionally pointed at some things on both sides and said a few words to Li Yan. Li Yan also asked a question from time to time. For a while, the relationship between the two of them approached a new level.
After walking for about half a meal's time, a large dark green bamboo house appeared in front of the gravel road. Standing in a bamboo forest, the dark house glowed green, like stars twinkling in the night.
It was obvious that this house was built with the bamboos from the mountain. Li Wuyi did not stop and walked straight to the bamboo house with Li Yan.
Li Yan followed behind with a calm expression, also in the shape of a fluttering robe. The two of them, one in front and one behind, looked quite graceful, as if they were in a fairyland among the stars.
"Master, Eighth Junior Brother is here!"
Li Wuyi stopped in front of the house and bowed slightly towards the inside.
"come in!"
A young and gentle voice came from inside the room.
When Li Yan heard the voice, his brows slightly frowned, but Li Wuyi did not notice anything unusual about Li Yan at that moment, he just tilted his head slightly.
"Junior brother, let's go in." He then led Li Yan into the bamboo house.
After entering the house, Li Yan's first feeling was that the house was completely different from what he had imagined. The house he saw outside was built with those bamboos, so he naturally thought that there must be many gaps in the walls of this house. At that time, he was still wondering, if a house built with this thing would not leak when it rains
But when he entered the house, he realized he was wrong. The house was about seventy or eighty feet in size, even wider, and the walls were all bluish-white, the same color as the inner wall of ordinary green bamboo.
The four walls seemed to be one, emitting a faint light, with a hint of green in the white, making the entire lobby bright, clean and elegant. There were several large windows on the four walls, and from time to time the sound of birds could be heard, making the place even more quiet and ethereal.
There were six people in the house at this time, three men and three women.
There were two people sitting at the top, a young man and woman. The man was a little fat, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was wearing a dark green robe. His expression was gentle and neutral, and he looked unhurried. He was smiling at Li Yan and the others who came in.
Next to the fat young man was a woman in palace dress who was about twenty years old. She had a curvy figure, skin as white as jade, and a smooth skin that reflected a faint light. She had an oval face, smiling eyes, and a delicate appearance.
The woman was dressed in a white palace dress, with her hair hanging down and a jade phoenix hairpin inserted diagonally. She was also looking at Li Yan and the others with a smile. The two people at the top did not have any spiritual pressure fluctuations on their bodies. They sat there like two mortals, a rich young man and a young lady from a palace.
There were four people sitting in the lower row, two men and two women. The one closest to the top was a middle-aged man who looked to be about 40 years old. He had a stocky build, thick eyebrows and a wide mouth. When he was sitting, his height was almost the same as Li Yan's when he stood up, and he even looked majestic.
He was wearing the same dark green robe, which was filled up by his muscles. It had lost its flowing and elegant appearance, and now looked as heavy as a mountain. At this moment, he was staring at Li Yan who came in with a pair of leopard eyes.
Sitting below him was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen, also wearing a dark green robe, with a lean and capable figure, a long face, small eyes, and slightly dark skin. He might be slightly taller than Li Yan.
What is particularly noticeable is that his hands and feet appear to be very slender, and his pair of small eyes are rolling around, showing at first glance that he is a clever person.
Further down were two girls, one short and one tall. They were about the same age, probably in their early twenties. One was wearing a goose yellow dress, while the other was also wearing the sect's dark green robe.
The woman in the goose yellow dress had a round face and big eyes. She was a little short, with black hair casually scattered on her shoulders. Her skin was fair and round. Her big eyes looked at Li Yan from time to time, or to be more precise, she looked more at Li Wuyi.
A pair of slender hands, with white skin like jade, were raised from time to time to stroke the hair on the forehead, and then she whispered a few words to the woman next to her. Occasionally, a few blushes appeared on her face, making her look very pretty.
The last one was a tall woman with bright eyes, white teeth, brown wheat skin, short hair, and a heroic face, but her temperament revealed a hint of coldness.
The robe does not feel bulky when worn on her. Her chest pushes the robe up high, but the clothes below the robe naturally droop down and fold into several long strips, giving the feeling that her abdomen is flat and strong.
Even when she was sitting there, she could still feel the slender long legs under the hem of her robe. The woman with big eyes and yellow skirt would lean over to say a few words to her from time to time, but she would only whisper occasionally, giving people a feeling of indifference.
These people all exuded bursts of spiritual pressure, which made Li Yan, who had just entered the main hall, feel a little short of breath.
They were looking at Li Yan with either curiosity or coldness, especially the young man with long arms and legs. He rolled his eyes and swayed in his chair from time to time. No one knew what he was thinking.
They were looking at Li Yan, and Li Yan was also observing them silently. At that moment, his sense of awe was not that strong. To put it nicely, he was just like a newborn calf. But as he started practicing later, he realized that what he did today was actually ignorant of his own life.
Fortunately, this is the master's sect, and the master has told the other disciples about Li Yan's origins. Everyone also knows that he was born in a self-taught family and does not understand that cultivators are more particular about hierarchy. Otherwise, he might die without knowing what happened.
When Li Yan saw the gaze of the young man at the top, he finally found the reason why he felt uncomfortable just now. This gaze and the gentle voice just now made him think of a person—Master Ji.
"Junior brother, junior brother, come and pay your respects to Master and Master's Wife!"
A voice sounded beside his ear, interrupting Li Yan's thoughts.
Li Yan finally came to his senses and couldn't help blushing for his loss of composure. He sighed in his heart, because his first impression reminded him of Strategist Ji, who was equally humble and gentle, and brought back bad memories.
At the same time, he was also wondering how this master could be so young. He looked only a few years older than Li Wuyi. Could he be a Jindan cultivator? But this was not the time to think too much. He could only lift his robe and kneel down to kowtow.
"Disciple Li Yan pays respect to Master, oh, Master... Mother!"
It was only later that he remembered what Li Wuyi had said. That person seemed to be his master's wife. Just now, his attention was focused on the fat master and he almost forgot what Li Wuyi had said.
"It seems that this little fellow doesn't care much about my master's wife?"
The woman in white palace dress at the top heard Li Yan's stuttering words, then turned and said to the fat young man with a smile.