More than a decade had passed, and the storm caused by the Flame Bird Mechanism had long since subsided. The legend about the inheritance of the Baichuan Patriarch was still there, but the enthusiasm of the cultivators had faded. Gu Pinglin thought to himself that it seemed that the Sea Realm Mechanism would appear in the world many years later, just like in the previous life. By then, the secret of the Creation Cave would surface. After all, his intervention in opening the Flame Bird Mechanism in advance did not cause much impact.
Just when Gu Pinglin breathed a sigh of relief, a big event broke out in the world of cultivation - the Shengong Valley, which had been silent for a long time, announced that the Heavenly Sword was about to choose a master, and welcomed fellow cultivators from all over the world to enter the valley to ask for the sword.
The reappearance of the Heavenly Sword caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world.
"All swords in the world come from Shengong Valley", this is a saying that has been circulating in the world of cultivation. Shengong Valley has always been famous for its mechanical casting technique. The valley is full of mechanical devices, and even the great cultivators of the Dan God Realm are taboo. The nameless great sword masters, spiritual weapon masters, and mechanical craftsmen in it have devoted their entire lives to casting. Whenever a heavenly sword appears, a sword master will die of exhaustion. They don't seem to feel sorry. Casting a divine weapon is their lifelong pursuit and mission, and they are determined to sacrifice their lives for it. Such a pursuit is incomprehensible to foolish vulgar people. People laugh at their stupidity while giving birth to children and living a mediocre life. In the end, they disappear like dust in the world, and no one remembers them anymore. When these people's bloodlines are cut off and the traces of their survival are completely erased, the things they leave behind are accompanied by the names of the great cultivators, and they will always shine in the history of the world of cultivation.
Gu Pinglin was not surprised to hear the news. The time when the Heavenly Sword was born coincided with his previous life. This was one of the most profound experiences in Gu Pinglin's previous life. He even knew the name of the Heavenly Sword.
It was a heavenly sword that made countless cultivators sigh and lament, and it was also the heavenly sword that had the shortest existence.
The peerless sword, before it could shine, fell because it chose the wrong master.
As a sword cultivator, Gu Pinglin naturally loves swords, so he can't help but feel regretful whenever he thinks of this matter.
The Heavenly Sword chooses its own master. The cultivators recognized by the Heavenly Sword can stay in Shengong Valley for 20 years. This is the rule of Shengong Valley and the tacit rule of the cultivation world. This rule protects those young geniuses and dispels the thoughts of some people with bad intentions. The Heavenly Sword has spirituality. Once it recognizes its master, it will follow the cultivator for life. If the person dies, the sword will be destroyed. It cannot be robbed. Moreover, all the swords in the world come from Shengong Valley. Who dares to take the risk to offend them? Therefore, Yue Songting had no worries and personally led dozens of disciples of the Lingxin Sect to Shengong Valley to ask for the sword.
They met many monks along the way, all of whom were there to try their luck, and the scene was exactly the same as in the previous life. To celebrate the appearance of the Heavenly Sword, Shengong Valley agreed that all monks who entered the valley could choose a sword in the valley, of course, the premise is that you can get the sword's approval.
Knowing the result, Gu Pinglin did not have high expectations for this trip, but was vaguely worried about the fate of the heavenly sword.
At dusk, everyone stayed in an inn.
The furnishings in the inn looked fairly tidy and clean. The innkeeper often received visiting monks and was used to it, so he greeted them warmly. Chang Jinxin went to the counter to discuss booking a room with him. The waiter brought him tea, and Yue Songting sat down on a bench in the lobby. Gu Pinglin and the other disciples stood on both sides behind him.
Duan Qingming walked up to Gu Pinglin and asked, "Junior Brother Gu?"
After the two of them came out of retreat, they each had their own room. During this period of time, they were busy entertaining their fellow apprentices who came to congratulate them and had basically no time to communicate. Now that he took the initiative to come over and greet them, Gu Pinglin collected his thoughts and looked up at him.
Because of his mother, Gu Pinglin was born with a female appearance, but he had a pair of sharp eyes. In addition, he was naturally calm and serious. After he became the head of the sect in his previous life, few disciples acted unruly in front of him. In this life, he came back and saw through many things. Gu Pinglin was no longer depressed by his life experience. He was much more open-minded and treated people gently. However, some disciples still privately said that they were uncomfortable even joking when he looked at them.
But one person clearly didn't feel that way.
Duan Qingming asked: "How about we stay in the same room?"
Gu Pinglin's mind moved slightly, and he nodded: "Okay."
Duan Qingming smiled and was about to say something else when suddenly a crane called out from outside. A moment later, two disciples strode in, threw a few ingots of silver on the counter, and said proudly, "We have booked all the rooms in the upper room."
The shopkeeper looked at the silver and felt awkward: "This... has already been decided by a great sect's immortal master."
One of the disciples glanced at everyone in the Lingxin Sect and said with a half-smile, "Master from a big sect? We Xuanming Sect disciples haven't heard of many big sects. I wonder which big sect this is?"
The shopkeeper often dealt with cultivators, and he had obviously heard of the Xuanming Sect. He knew he couldn't afford to offend them, so he smiled at Chang Jinxin and said, "This..."
Chen Qian's face darkened, Bu Shuihan was already furious: "Everything is based on first come first served, what about Xuanming Sect? Do I think I'm afraid of you?"
"How dare I," the disciple said, "It's not a deal until the money is paid. It's entirely up to the inn to decide who will stay at the inn."
Hearing the threat, the shopkeeper dared not say no and bowed repeatedly.
Bu Shuihan sneered and walked over to sit on the bench: "Today I want to see who dares to chase us out!"
The shopkeeper said with a bitter face: "Everyone, everyone, please spare my small shop."
Yue Songting shook his head when he saw this, and stood up and said, "Forget it, let's go to the inn across the street."
"Master!" Bu Shuihan called out urgently.
"Shut up," Yue Songting, who never liked arguments, stopped him, "It's just an inn. What's the point of winning the argument? You still can't change your bad habits!"
The shopkeeper was overjoyed: "Thank you for your understanding, Master. Our shop is really..."
Yue Songting waved his hand and said to everyone, "Let's go."
Although the people from Lingxin Sect felt suffocated, they had no choice but to follow him out the door. They happened to meet people from Xuanming Sect coming in. The first one was a beautiful woman with a tall bun, exquisite clothes, and a very cold expression.
Gu Pinglin glanced at Duan Qingming beside him.
Duan Qingming sighed.
"Don't care about fame." Cheng has discovered him.
Duan Qingming bowed: "Aunt."
After not seeing him for many years, Cheng still missed him: "Come in, I have something to say."
Gu Pinglin frowned slightly. Duan Qingming was now a disciple of Lingxin Sect, and Yue Songting was present. She was shouting at him in person, obviously not taking Yue Songting seriously.
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "I will report to Master later and then come to greet my aunt."
Cheng frowned, said nothing, and went straight to her room upstairs.
Gu Pinglin was not surprised. No matter how hypocritical and arrogant Duan Qingming was in his previous life, he always acted flawlessly, otherwise he would not have so many friends all over the world.
Chen Qian patted Duan Qingming's shoulder vigorously, and even Bu Shuihan looked at him awkwardly. Yue Songting turned around and said kindly: "Since the elders are calling you, you should go first, don't lose your manners."
Duan Qingming agreed and turned to go in to find Cheng.
Later, Yan Feixiu came over with a few disciples. She respectfully bowed to Yue Songting and greeted him, showing courtesy to the younger generation. Yue Songting had a good impression of her and said a few words to her with concern. Chang Jinxin also greeted her with a smile. Only Chen Qian pretended not to see it.
Chang Jinxin deliberately pushed him: "Brother Chen, Sister Yan says hello."
Chen Qian then perfunctorily clasped his fists and said slowly, "Yan Daxiu, nice to meet you."
"Chen Lu, you are looking for death!"
"what's your name!"
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Everyone in the Lingxin Sect was used to this. Yan Feixiu was the most amiable person in the Xuanming Sect, except for Chen Qian, who quarreled with him whenever they met. Yue Songting smiled and walked towards the inn opposite. When Gu Pinglin was about to catch up, a female disciple suddenly walked out from behind Yan Feixiu: "Senior Brother Gu?"
Gu Pinglin stopped and said, "Are you... Junior Sister Qu Lin?"
After not seeing her for many years, the shy girl of the past has grown up. Her black hair is tied up in a bun and pinned with small pearl flowers. Her cheeks are a little thinner than when she was a child, her skin is whiter, her eyebrows and eyes are more peaceful, and her gentle appearance is no different from her previous life.
"Brother, you still remember me." Qu Lin was a little happy.
Gu Pinglin turned around and looked inside the door: "Junior sister, are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Qu Lin said, "I heard that you have formed an external elixir. Congratulations."
"Thank you." Gu Pinglin didn't want to get entangled with her anymore. After saying a few polite words, he followed Yue Songting into the inn opposite.
Qu Lin looked at his back in disappointment and bit her lip lightly.
"Junior sister?" The disciple next to her called her, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Qu Lin lowered his head and walked quickly into the door.
The inn opposite didn't look very grand, but the environment was actually not bad. There were already a group of guests staying inside. A dozen disciples were resting in the lobby. They were not wearing Taoist robes, so they should be disciples of aristocratic families. They were talking and laughing, but their voices were not loud, which showed that they were well-educated.
Seeing the silver orchid leaf logo on the corners of their clothes, Gu Pinglin was stunned for a moment. He quickly glanced around and did not find the person in his memory, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
People like that probably wouldn't like to join in the fun.
Gu Pinglin calmed himself down and escorted Yue Songting into the room. Seeing that there was nothing else to tell him, he stepped out and returned to his room to rest.
At dusk, Duan Qingming came back.
Gu Pinglin was meditating on the bed. He opened his eyes when he heard the noise and asked, "What's going on?"
Duan Qingming glanced at him with a half-smile and answered irrelevantly: "You seem to care about my affairs."
Gu Pinglin stopped asking.
"Nothing, just a scolding." Duan Qingming lay down beside him, resting his head on his hands. "Maybe she hasn't lost her temper for a long time, and she got some inspiration when she saw me."
Gu Pinglin twitched his lips.
After spending so much time together, I realized that this person is very different from what I remembered in my previous life. Without that gentle and hypocritical outer layer, he is more like a naughty genius monster.
The supine posture is so leisurely and casual that few people would notice the subtle, habitual vigilance.
The evildoer who grew up alone in a great family has cold blood. He doesn't care about other people's kindness or malice at all.
Gu Pinglin rarely spoke: "She is doing this for your own good."
Duan Qingming glanced at him for a moment and smiled, "I feel like you're doing this for my own good."
I actually want to persuade this person? Gu Pinglin was originally speaking out of emotion, but now he realized it was a little funny, so he changed the subject: "What do you think of that Heavenly Sword?"
Duan Qingming said: "I didn't really look at it."
As expected. Gu Pinglin frowned: "You don't want it?"
Duan Qingming glanced at him: "Do you care a lot?"
Gu Pinglin knew that this would arouse his suspicion when he mentioned this, but he still asked: "What if it chooses you?"
"With so many people, how do you know it will choose me?" Duan Qingming paused and raised his eyebrows, "Or, what do you know?"
Gu Pinglin was silent.
Not only me, that scene from my previous life was enough to leave a deep impression on many people.