In the world of cultivation, time is not counted, and spring goes and autumn comes without knowing how much time has passed. Pei Yunshu has been stuck in the late Jindan stage for many years.
He finally decided to listen to the advice of Sect Leader Ling Ye, and go out into the world alone with the Qingyue Sword to take a look and break through the so-called bottleneck.
Over the past twenty years, ever since he joined the Shanshui Sect, he seemed to have never stopped practicing. Calluses formed on his palms, and he practiced day and night. This gave him the confidence to walk alone in the world.
But as soon as he got down the mountain, he looked into the forest behind him, "Who?"
The junior apprentice brother walked out from behind the forest. Over the years, his lips became redder and his teeth became whiter. He smiled gently, and his face was as beautiful as spring flowers and the morning moon. "Fourth Senior Brother, where are you going?"
The appearance of the junior brother had not changed much, Pei Yunshu recognized him and replied seriously: "I need to go down the mountain to gain experience."
"Brother, are you alone?"
Pei Yunshu nodded.
The junior brother smiled and walked over, "Brother, I also formed a pill a few days ago, and I can go down the mountain to practice. In this case, why don't I go with you?"
Pei Yunshu had no objection and agreed, "Let's go."
Pei Yunshu loves the scenery of mountains and rivers, the magnificent mountains and rivers, and the gorgeous snow-capped mountains. When he sees such scenery, it often takes him a long time to come back to his senses.
But the junior brother prefers the busy streets and alleys. The more lively the place, the more he likes it. He said to Pei Yunshu: "Brother, if you don't enter the world, how can you see through it?"
Pei Yunshu thought about it for a long time and felt that what his junior brother said made sense, so he followed him deeper into the world of mortals.
The junior fellow brought him to a Nanfeng Pavilion.
The red candle flickered, the bed curtains fluttered, and the junior apprentice brother pulled Pei Yunshu into the secret room, and through the small hole, he looked at the people who were intertwined physically.
Pei Yunshu only took a glance and turned away, but his junior brother whispered in his ear: "Brother, this is the most worldly place in the world, how can you not take a look?"
The junior disciple took Pei Yunshu's hand and asked him to look at the small hole again. The charming sound was intermittent. The secret room only had a thin wall, which could not block any sound.
"Brother," the younger brother's voice also became warmer, and there was some hidden expectation, "Brother, do you feel it?"
Pei Yunshu shook his head, left the secret room and walked out of Nanfeng Pavilion.
When he turned around, he saw that the smile on his junior brother's face had disappeared. He looked at Pei Yunshu with dark eyes and ambiguous expressions.
A few days later, the senior brothers also came.
They asked Pei Yunshu: "Where is the junior brother?"
"He fell asleep after getting drunk." Pei Yunshu felt relieved for the first time. He stood up, took his things, and said to his brothers, "I'll leave my little brother to you to take care of."
After saying this, without waiting for his fellow brothers to speak, he rode away on his sword.
The brothers looked at his receding back, one of them smiled bitterly and found some wine in the house.
"It's hard for my junior brother to have come this far."
Some people just can't be kept warm no matter how hard you try; but these people already have wings that can spread their wings and fly high.
No one can be trapped and make others helpless.
Pei Yunshu's training lasted for a full year. When the snowflakes fell, he was inspired and climbed to the top of the snowy mountain that night with the bright moon, waiting for the warm sun to rise.
He waited all night, and when the warm sun rose, the snow on his body had accumulated to an inch thick. He looked at the morning sun that dyed half the sky red, and at this moment, his golden elixir was broken.
The momentum of forming a baby caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth. The elders in the sect hurried to the snow mountain to set up a formation to protect Pei Yunshu. The baby-forming process lasted for fifteen days. After fifteen days, Pei Yunshu opened his eyes.
He stood up, shook off the snow on his body, and smiled at his master beside him.
He had conceived a baby.
After forming the infant, the sense of urgency in Pei Yunshu's heart suddenly decreased a lot, but at this time, apart from practicing, he didn't know what else to do.
He continued to practice diligently, practicing sword skills, martial arts, and Taoism.
Time seems to have become the least valuable thing. Sometimes when I close my eyes to meditate, when I open them again, three days have passed.
The little boy who accompanied Pei Yunshu also began to grow old, just like the old boy who accompanied Pei Yunshu to climb the Wuzhi Peak. Sooner or later, he would reach the end of his life.
Pei Yunshu reduced his practice and took time out to water the spiritual plants in the yard.
One day, he had just sat down on the edge of the bed and was about to close his eyes to meditate when he suddenly looked towards the end of the bed.
A colorful little snake climbed onto the bed. It didn't seem to expect Pei Yunshu to open his eyes. Its bloodshot eyes looked at Pei Yunshu and it stood there in a daze.
Pei Yunshu asked: "How did you, little snake, crawl into my room?"
The little snake stuck out its tongue and slowly crawled towards Pei Yunshu.
It looked extremely poisonous, but it would be absurd to say that a Yuanying cultivator was afraid of snakes. Pei Yunshu stretched out his hand, and the flower snake crawled onto Pei Yunshu's hand, with its tail tightly wrapped around his wrist.
It was tied so tightly, as if the actor was afraid that Pei Yunshu would throw it away.
The snake's pair of vertical pupils were a pure scarlet color, like drops of blood, more dazzling than gems.
Pei Yunshu suddenly thought of the rumors he had heard during his training. He said slowly, "Some snakes look like snakes on the surface, but they actually turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds."
He put the colorful snake in his hand to the ground, but the colorful snake did not move away. It straightened its upper body and looked at Pei Yunshu.
Pei Yunshu said: "Go ahead. If you can really transform into a dragon and need help from others on the day you transform, then come find me again."
The flower snake stretched out its tongue and licked Pei Yunshu's fingertips. Pei Yunshu looked at his fingertips, was slightly startled, and then started laughing.
After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, Pei Yunshu found the method of cultivation that suited him best. Sometimes, when he would sit on the ground in the back mountain and meditate, he would feel as if his breathing was connected to the entire earth, rising and falling together with the same breathing.
But he seldom went out, because for some reason, every time he went out, he would meet his fellow brothers and sisters.
Pei Yunshu didn't know how to talk to them. He was most comfortable when he was alone. Gradually, if he went out, he would run far away to the edge of the sect.
When another cultivation competition began, Pei Yunshu only went to take a look occasionally.
He is already in the Nascent Soul stage, so even if he meets the age requirement, he cannot participate in the competition. Otherwise, even if he wins, it would be dishonorable as he would be bullying the young cultivators for nothing.
"Brother," the little junior brother who won a match on stage came down from the stage and smiled brightly, "Are you here to see me?"
When he called him "Senior Brother", many people around him looked at Pei Yunshu.
"Is this Senior Brother Yunshu from Shanshui Sect? He looks younger than me."
"He has already formed a Nascent Soul at such a young age. My master always says that he is hardworking. But if one's aptitude is not good, then no matter how hard one works, it will be useless."
The whispers naturally did not escape Pei Yunshu's ears, so he had to pretend not to hear them. He looked at his junior brother and asked, "How was your day?"
"We've already won two games," the little junior brother said, sweat beads on his smooth forehead. He looked at Pei Yunshu with eyes that seemed to be shining. "There's another game this afternoon. Senior brother, come and see me."
Pei Yunshu looked up at the sky and agreed, "Okay."
But during the fight in the afternoon, the person standing opposite the junior brother was staring at Pei Yunshu in a trance, and was knocked off the stage by the junior brother with one blow.
After being knocked off the ring, the man did not feel sad. Instead, he staggered to Pei Yunshu and asked with a red face, "What's your name?"
Pei Yunshu said: "Yunshu."
On the stage, the junior brother looked down at the two of them, his beautiful face already gloomy.