Because Xiaohong would be thrown into the staff in two days, it was extremely unwilling and asked Wen Yun if it could visit the Qingliu Sword Sect.
This request was very reasonable. Wen Yun, who claimed to be a good master, immediately held this guy in his arms and started strolling around the sect.
It usually flies around in the middle of the night and doesn't even know what the Qingliu Sword Sect is like during the day. On the one hand, Wen Yun warned it not to run around, otherwise the poor sword cultivators might roast it to death. On the other hand, it is not convenient to steal treasures from the peaks during the day.
The cave where Ye Shubai had been in seclusion before had been occupied by a little fire dragon. Wen Yun had the opportunity to visit it two days ago, but found that the originally simple and plain cave was filled with sparkling gems. The gold and jade from the first peak, the emerald stone from the second peak... All the decorative gems in the halls of each peak had been stolen by it.
At this moment, it was lying lazily in Wen Yun's arms, its short, fat tail hanging down and swinging leisurely, and its big round eyes rolling around.
"I heard that the main hall of the First Peak collapsed?"
After hearing Wen Yun's affirmative answer, the little fire dragon wagged its tail more happily, and its voice was full of excitement: "Then let's go to the first peak and take a look."
"Don't you love luxurious and beautiful places? The First Peak is now in ruins. What's there to see?"
Wen Yun found it strange. Dragons have always been fond of hoarding gorgeous gems, and this pure-blooded fire dragon was even more paranoid in this regard. When she first got it, because she didn't build a dragon nest inlaid with gems for it, it would bite her head in revenge every midnight, leaving her with a head full of stinking ambergris.
The little fire dragon explained proudly: "Earlier, I discovered that the room of the First Peak's main hall was inlaid with night-shining pearls for lighting, but these treasures were embedded too tightly. If I wanted to dig them out, I would have to break the beams. In order to avoid being discovered, I could only hold back and not move... Now the house has collapsed, can I go pick up the rubbish?"
"… "
So that's how it is. Wen Yun finally understood why this guy gave up sleeping and went out today. Compared with the new Yu Qinghong, this guy is so stupid!
Even though he felt embarrassed, Wen Yun still brought the little fire dragon to the first peak.
It's interesting to say that on weekdays, each peak always likes to compete with each other, and their favorite thing to do is to throw out ten pieces of spiritual jade as a bet and compete with swords. However, when something really happens, they are extremely united. The disciples of the First Peak live on each peak at night, and during the day, the disciples of the entire sect help to repair the First Peak.
Why would a dignified Jindan-stage cultivator roll up his sleeves and carry a hoe to dig a road
Of course, it was because the mustard seed sac was empty, and even if there were spiritual jades stored in it, he would not be willing to hire anyone to sell it.
So when Wen Yun came here at this moment, it was no surprise that he met his familiar disciples.
Zhu Erchong was flying in the air, and what he was controlling was not a sword, but a huge and terrifying tree. Seeing Wen Yun coming, he happily threw the wood onto the top of the mountain and ran over quickly.
"Junior Sister Wen, are you here to help too?"
Wen Yun felt a little guilty as he held the little fire dragon in his arms. He nodded vaguely, and was too embarrassed to say that he brought his spirit pet to pick up some bargains.
Zhu Erchong noticed the little fire dragon in her arms at first sight and said excitedly: "Huh? This pig is so fat and tender, maybe you brought it for us to have a snack!"
"… No, this is my pet."
"Oh, why do you raise such a weird pig? Oh, it even has a pair of small wings? Can such small wings carry such a fat body?"
The little fire dragon, who originally had a lazy expression, suddenly stiffened, and his small round eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a sinister murderous intent.
Here it comes again, the three idiots from the Tenth Peak said it was a pig, and now another idiot comes!
Are the eyes and brains of these sword masters not good? They can't even recognize the well-known dragon
Wen Yun hurriedly patted the little fire dragon's head to comfort it, and kept admonishing it in his spiritual sea of consciousness: "Hold on! If you can endure the humiliation for a while, you can go dig for the night pearl!"
After much persuasion, and personally sending the little fire dragon to the ruins of the hall to search for the beads, Zhu Erchong's life was finally saved.
At this moment, many young disciples looked over. After recognizing Wen Yun, they paused what they were doing and bowed to her respectfully: "Grandmaster Wen."
In terms of cultivation, Wen Yun is a role model for the entire cultivation world, a sixteen-year-old Nascent Soul powerhouse; in terms of status, she is now the master's disciple and is extremely respected; in terms of ability, her previous deeds of fighting against the tribulation cultivators and rescuing the disciples of the First Peak have long been spread.
The calls of "Master Wen" from the others were sincere, and made Wen Yun feel elated.
She inspected the place with a kind smile like an elder, nodding and praising from time to time, saying that the tree was planted very well, and that the stone road there was paved smoothly. The disciples who were praised by her were all flattered and said modestly, "Master Wen, you are too kind."
Whenever this happened, Zhu Erchong would follow up with a sentence at the right time: "Junior Sister Wen, you are too kind. This is his job."
These words from Junior Sister Wen made Zhu Erchong feel elated.
It was not until Wen Yun reached the edge of the ruined hall that he realized that the beams and pillars of the hall were all made of spiritual iron, which ordinary disciples could not carry at all, so they were carried by elders with high levels of cultivation.
Wen Yun saw a sturdy monk with his upper body naked, carrying a spiritual iron pillar weighing ten thousand pounds on one shoulder, and couldn't help but praise him, "You've worked so hard."
The man panted and replied, "Uncle Wen, you are too kind."
Zhu Erchong didn't even look at him, but walked over with his hands behind his back, and said casually: "Junior Sister Wen, you are too kind. This is what he should do."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man carrying the iron pillar looked back at him expressionlessly, threw the pillar on his shoulder to the ground, and snapped his fingers.
Oh, this person looks very familiar. It turns out he is the master of the second peak.
The moment Zhu Erchong looked into his eyes, despair surged in his heart, and his first reaction was to fly away on his sword.
But how could he outrun his own master? Ten breaths later, the entire First Peak was filled with shrill screams.
Wen Yun shook his head, not intending to intervene in the tragic situation over there. He leisurely hugged the little fire dragon that had jumped over cunningly and touched its head: "How is it? Did you find the night pearl you wanted?"
The little Charmander patted his round belly, flapped his wings happily and did a backflip, proudly saying: "Hey! Not a single one was missed!"
At this time, a disciple's voice came from behind -
"Eh? My uncle asked me to pick out the night-shining pearls, but why can't I see any?"
Wen Yun felt a little nervous and quickly ran away with the little fire dragon in his arms.
After hiding back in the Tenth Peak, the little fire dragon squatted proudly in the yard, opened its mouth and spit out the night pearls one by one, counting them happily there. But the strange thing was that its belly didn't get smaller.
Ye Shubai was originally practicing sword in the yard, but when he saw this scene, he stopped and looked over leisurely.
After observing it for a while, he confidently said: "It has grown fat again."
A flame suddenly ignited on the tip of the tail of the little fire dragon that was spitting beads. It glared at Ye Shubai fiercely, its fangs baring, and its hind legs slowly kicking backwards, as if it was ready to jump and pounce at any time.
Ye Shubai calmly took out a fist-sized night-shining pearl from the mustard seed sac. The flame on the little fire dragon's tail went out instantly. It wagged its tail rapidly, tilted its round head and stared at him cutely.
Seeing Ye Shubai's indifferent expression, it had a strong desire in its eyes. Finally, it lowered its tail, twisted its two front paws, and called out in a flattering way: "Daddy?"
The huge night-shining pearl was thrown out in a very beautiful arc and flew very fast. The little fire dragon instantly opened its mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.
After thinking for a while, it didn't forget to return the favor, spitting out a piece of gray jade that it despised, flicking its tail and sending it flying towards Ye Shubai, its tone returning to arrogance: "I'll give it to you, idiot!"
After he finished speaking, he swallowed all the night pearls like a whirlwind and ran towards the cave with his fat legs as fast as he could.
Wen Yun's eyebrows twitched, and he glanced quietly in the direction of Ye Shubai, only to see that he was staring at the piece of jade covered with saliva, and he instantly felt a little embarrassed.
"Don't give it such precious things next time. It will just pile up in the hole. What a waste." The night pearl was so big that Wen Yun felt sorry for Ye Shubai.
"Not expensive." Ye Shubai said calmly without even looking up, "An ordinary night-shining pearl only costs one low-grade spiritual jade to buy, and the big one only costs two spiritual jades."
He added slowly, "The things he brought back from the various peaks, combined, are not as valuable as a piece of ore for forging a sword."
After all, the Qingliu Sword Sect is so poor, and everything in the sect except the swords is cheap.
"… "
The emotional Charmander was picking and choosing day and night, but in the end he got nothing but loneliness
Wen Yun secretly began to care for the little fire dragon.
"But..." Ye Shubai's voice paused, and there was a rare hint of hesitation in it. Wen Yun moved closer curiously, only to see him gently wiping clean the old jade, his handsome brows tightly furrowed, as if he was lost in thought.
After a moment, his brows relaxed and he said calmly, "But this time it really found something precious."
After he finished speaking, he placed the mottled jade into Wen Yun's hand, then took out a white handkerchief and slowly wiped the ambergris off his hands.
Wen Yun took a look at this ordinary piece of jade. It had a mottled texture and no carving at all. Was it still precious
"It is said that Taoism flourished thousands of years ago, not declining like this. Our ancestors could still carve some words and pictures into jade slips, which can be opened with spiritual power. This jade slip is a record slip. Judging from the quality of the jade, it is probably more than three thousand years old. Moreover, I just found two words on the jade."
He spoke slowly to this point, and then pointed with his hand, and saw that there were indeed two crooked small characters on the jade -
"Sukugaki"
Wen Yun was puzzled: "Could it be a diary left by a senior named Su Yuan?"
"In the old days, all the great masters who had passed the Tribulation Realm in the world of cultivation had titles. The Qingliu Sword Sect had produced hundreds of great masters, but only three of them ascended to heaven. The last one ascended to heaven three thousand years ago and was given the title of Su Yuan Zhenren. Since then, the path to immortality has been cut off, and no one in the world of cultivation can ascend to heaven anymore."
Hearing this, Wen Yun was greatly encouraged!
Now no one knows how to ascend to heaven. Even Ye Shubai, a powerful person who has comprehended the laws of heaven and earth, has only achieved half a step of ascension after exhausting his life span. So far, no immortal has come to take him to heaven. But Master Su Yuan is a person who has really ascended to the upper realm. I think he must have a way to ascend!
She quickly took a silk handkerchief and carefully wrapped the jade, then said solemnly, "Could it be that we are about to obtain the incomparable secret book, attract the thunder from the sky, crush the void, and ascend to heaven?"
Ye Shubai also had a stern expression.
The two looked at each other, and finally, together, they carefully probed their spiritual power into the jade.
The moment the spiritual power invaded the jade, a green light suddenly flashed on the stone, and the next moment, an unclear voice came from inside -
"After hundreds of years of cultivation, I finally waited for this day. I have seen the outline of the Xuantian Secret Realm. The immortal is coming to take me away. I wonder what the situation is like in the upper realm? If anyone picks up this jade slip, we will meet in the upper realm in the future. We will create a Qingliu Sword Sect in the upper realm..."
This is not surprising. After all, everyone in the world of cultivation knows that the Xuantian Secret Realm was left by immortals. When someone reaches the realm of ascension, the immortals will descend into the Xuantian Secret Realm and take that person to the upper realm.
It can be heard that this Senior Su Yuan is an interesting person. When he ascended to heaven, he was still secretly using jade slips to leave messages for his juniors.
However, after this sentence, there was no sound in the jade slip.
Wen Yun raised his head and looked at Ye Shubai in surprise: "Is that it?"
Not only do there are no secret manuals, but there are also no experience in cultivation. All I have is a happy invitation from an old senior. I wonder if Master Su Yuan is cursing at the fact that he has been waiting in the upper realm for three thousand years but still hasn't seen the younger generation go up there
Ye Shubai pursed his lips and reminded in a low voice: "The light of the jade slip has not yet dissipated, there should still be information left."
However, the green light became weaker and weaker, while the jade slip remained silent.
Just as the two were about to put it away, the green light suddenly grew stronger, and then completely went out in an instant. Then the entire piece of jade exhausted its spiritual power, turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai stood there stiffly, looking at each other in confusion and horror, unable to react for a long time.
Before the jade slip disappeared, they all heard the shrill and desperate roar coming from it—
"Don't ascend!"