After Elder Chang finished speaking, the disciples who were sitting in the discussion hall listening to the lecture all cast envious glances at Chu Qi.
After getting into trouble, he was not punished by the elders, but won their favor. I can only say that this fellow disciple's swordsmanship talent is really amazing.
"Thank you for your kindness, elder, but I already have a master who can teach me."
To everyone's surprise, the disciple who had just finished practicing swordsmanship spoke like this.
Elder Chang frowned and then relaxed his brows. He really didn't expect that during the first morning class after the initiation ceremony, someone could act faster than him.
However, the other party already has a personal master, and he is not the kind of person who forces anything.
"Well, go back and sit down. Don't be distracted next time." Elder Chang said, looking at another disciple who was still there and had been distracted in class. "It's your turn."
Upon hearing this, Yan Jiuge raised his foot and walked forward.
At this time, some sword-cultivating disciples recognized him as the one who practiced sword before the morning class. They looked at each other in surprise. How could a junior brother who had just entered the sect already have such high attainments in swordsmanship? How would their senior brothers and sisters feel about this
After Yan Jiuge finished demonstrating the basic swordsmanship of the Tianxuan Sect, Elder Chang was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you also have a personal master?"
"No." Yan Jiuge replied.
Elder Chang's eyes lit up, but when he thought of Yan Jiuge's swordsmanship just now, he sighed again, "If you don't follow the Qiankun swordsmanship, it's useless for you to become my disciple."
Yan Jiuge lowered his eyes. He was indeed not a Qiankun swordsman.
"Forget it, go back and continue your classes. You don't have to go sweep the library. Since you have such a talent for swordsmanship, you will stay on the Sword-Wen Peak to practice swordsmanship for half a day. You still have to be diligent." Elder Chang exempted the punishment, and practicing swordsmanship was a common thing for sword practitioners.
Chu Qi and Yan Jiuge sat back on the futon to listen to the class.
When they sat down, the two looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes, but due to the surrounding environment, they did not ask the other party why they were distracted in class.
After Elder Chang finished his morning class, he urged his sword-cultivating disciples to practice sword skills.
With him present, the sword-cultivating disciples felt embarrassed to leave early after class, so they all stayed at Wenjian Peak to practice sword-cultivation.
Chu Qi was the focus of Elder Chang's attention, so he never got distracted and practiced the basic sword techniques of the Tianxuan Sect over and over again for a long time.
The sun was shining directly overhead and it was noon.
"Rest for a while first. You haven't finished your fast yet. Come back to practice swordplay after lunch."
Elder Chang noticed that the new disciples were in poor physical condition. Some of them were sweating profusely, and even Chu Qi looked a little tired.
As for Yan Jiuge, the hair on his forehead was just a little messy, and his breath was normal.
It was finally time to rest. Chu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and put the Guiyin Sword back into its scabbard.
Just as everyone was preparing to take a break, a figure emerged from outside the Sword Peak, walking on the clouds.
Elder Chang raised his eyes, and suddenly doubts appeared in his heart. You know, in Tianxuan Sect, the only one who didn't fly with a sword or ride a small boat was probably his medical brother who lived in seclusion.
"Chang Zhihui, you're still staying late for the morning class, right? Look at what time it is now?"
An irritable voice came from the white cloud. The tone was particularly impolite, and it even mentioned the name.
Elder Chang: “…”
The person who came was indeed his medical senior brother whom he had not seen for a long time.
After the initial shock, Elder Chang became more and more puzzled. Why did his medical fellow practitioner come to Wenjian Peak instead of refining medicine at Zhongling Peak? He also questioned him for delaying the early classes.
"Senior Brother Qingyue, why did you come to Jianfeng?" Elder Chang asked.
"It's all thanks to you!"
With a cold snort, Elder Qingyue put away his flying magic weapon and landed beside Elder Chang. He did not even glance at this junior fellow disciple whom he had not seen for many years, but turned to look at Chu Qi first.
"Let me take a look at my disciple - he looks tired, exhausted, and sweating profusely." Elder Qingyue had already made his conclusion halfway through his words, "Chang Zhihui! You actually made my disciple practice sword for the whole morning!"
Elder Qingyue was so angry that he almost died.
He was reluctant to let his beloved disciple serve the elixir for a whole morning, and then send it to Chang Zhihui, who had to suffer the pain of practicing sword instead!
Elder Chang had a good reason. "It's normal for sword disciples to practice sword for a whole morning. Besides, I let them rest just now. Wait?! What did you say? Your disciple? Are you his master?"
In the middle of his defense, Elder Chang's face was filled with disbelief, unable to believe this fact, "Medical disciple?"
"Of course, otherwise he is still your sword-cultivating disciple? What are you daydreaming about?" Elder Qingyue rolled his eyes at him, and then boasted without any hesitation, "My disciple has a top-grade wood spiritual root, so he is a good material for studying medicine."
Elder Chang said unyieldingly, "But he has a clear mind and is a smart person. He is also a good material for learning Qiankun Sword Dao!"
"This is our medical disciple!" Elder Qingyue's face darkened. "Are you trying to steal my disciple?"
This junior fellow disciple had not been taught a lesson for hundreds of years, and he had become even more presumptuous.
Sensing Elder Qingyue's anger, Elder Chang took a step back and quietly stayed away from his hot-tempered medical practitioner brother, "Since I am your disciple, I have no fate with you."
"Hmph." Seeing that he was sensible, Elder Qingyue's expression softened. "Then Junior Brother Chang, I will not teach you swordsmanship today. I will take my apprentice back to Zhongling Peak first. We will have the morning class next time. Junior Brother Chang, please don't delay the class again."
Today, Elder Qingyue waited for Chu Qi to come back on Zhongling Peak for a long time, but still no one showed up. He sent a message to the head of the sect and learned that the elder who was attending the morning class on Wenjian Peak today was Chang Zhihui. He immediately felt something was wrong and rushed to Wenjian Peak.
His junior brother Chang was quite accomplished in swordsmanship, but he was obsessed with kendo. When teaching his disciples, he especially liked to stay in class after class to supervise his disciples practicing swordsmanship.
Medical practitioners have different mental methods and are inferior to sword practitioners. It is enough for them to know some sword skills, but there is no need to be proficient in them.
Elder Qingyue "taught" his junior fellow apprentice, then walked towards Chu Qi.
"Little disciple, do you want to go back to Zhongling Peak with Master?" Elder Qingyue asked in a kind tone.
Chu Qi didn't expect that his master would come out from Zhongling Peak in person to pick him up, and he also witnessed his master "teaching" the strict-tempered Elder Chang.
For some reason, Chu Qi couldn't help but think of what Senior Sister Bai Xuan said: "Master is a gentleman and easy-going person."
"Elder Qingyue, Aqi hasn't had lunch yet. Let's wait until he finishes eating before returning to Zhongling Peak to rest."
A clear voice came from the side, and the person who said this was Yan Jiuge.
"Oh, yes." His apprentice has not yet started fasting and still needs to eat three meals a day.
Elder Qingyue thought of the Bigu Pill, but Chu Qi also said at this time, "Master, can I go back later?"
"Of course." What's wrong with that? It's not too much to ask.
Elder Qingyue nodded.
Elder Chang looked puzzled: "..."
His senior brother seldom compromised with others and always stuck to his guns. If he had not been the only one with wood spiritual roots and had turned to inherit the medical tradition, the sect leader might have been his senior brother now.
He saw his disciples going to eat, while his junior fellow disciple was still standing there looking at him.
Elder Qingyue glanced at him and asked, "Are you trying to learn sword techniques from me?"
"No, Brother Qingyue, I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." After Elder Chang said this, he flew away on his sword.
Seeing his fellow apprentice running away, Elder Qingyue turned to head for Zizai Peak. He had a few things to do, he had to find menial disciples to deliver meals to his apprentice, and also to cultivate the medicinal fields on Zizai Peak.
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On this side, Chu Qi and Yan Jiuge left Ziwenjian Peak together and prepared to go to Zaohua Peak for dinner.
A small boat slowly passed through the clouds, drifting forward at a leisurely pace.
Chu Qi sat next to Yan Jiuge. Seeing that there was no one around, he couldn't help but be curious, "What were you thinking about during your morning class just now? Why were you distracted?"
They stood up one after the other, and both were surprised.
Ignoring the distraction, Yan Jiuge picked an opening that he could answer, "Elder Chang's swordsmanship is different from mine, so it's useless to listen to him."
Yan Jiuge does not practice Qiankun swordsmanship.
In the previous life, Chu Qi thought Yan Jiuge practiced the ruthless swordsmanship. After all, he didn't care much about anyone, which was very suitable for the ruthless swordsmanship. But after reading the "plot", Chu Qi knew that Yan Jiuge should not practice the ruthless swordsmanship.
"So what kind of sword art are you practicing? Is it passed down in your family?" Chu Qi asked.
"Hmm." Yan Jiuge raised his eyes, looking a little nonchalant, "Guess."
It started, every time I didn't want to tell him, this person would show this expression.
Chu Qi was familiar with Yan Jiuge's temper.
If it were in the previous life, Chu Qi would have said "Who cares about you" and ignored Yan Jiuge.
But now, Chu Qi was really curious.
"Could it be the free and easy sword art?" Yan Jiuge is a rich young man, but he is left alone by his family. Maybe this is one of his reasons for practicing the free and easy sword art and not being burdened by worldly affairs.
"You guessed right." Yan Jiuge nodded seriously, and when Chu Qi's eyes just lit up, he added -
"That's not right."
Chu Qi: “…”
The fist hardened.
Chu Qi silently said to himself three times that he would not quarrel with Yan Jiuge, and took a deep breath, "If you don't want to talk, then forget it."
People always have secrets that they want to hide. If telling them makes Yan Jiuge uncomfortable, there is no need to ask them to the end.
Yan Jiuge glanced at him and said slowly, "It's okay to tell it, unless you call me—"
Chu Qi shouted: "I won't shout!"
He just called me brother, why is Yan Jiuge still thinking about this matter!
After today, he must practice diligently. After all, his talent has improved in this life, and he might be able to build a foundation within a month!
Chu Qi made up his mind secretly.
"Okay, then don't shout." He will build the foundation in two days anyway.
Yan Jiuge thought, no matter what, he still wanted to hear A Qi call him senior brother before returning to Yunyin Realm.
(End of this chapter)