After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Wen Yun's eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
Her mind was still in a daze and she couldn't tell where she was. She could only see familiar carvings and extravagant curtains hanging above her head. She could hear loud snoring, one louder than the other. She looked in the direction of the sound and found a little fire dragon curled up at her feet. It was sleeping soundly and the thunderous snoring was coming from it.
Her memory slowly returned, and she remembered that this seemed to be a villa in a coastal city. In order to pretend to be a wealthy young lady, she had spent a lot of money to rent it for a whole year.
Wen Yun still felt like she was in a dream. In her memory, she was clearly still fighting a life-and-death duel. How come she was suddenly back in this courtyard
She turned the quilt over the little fire dragon, stood up and walked out.
The door was half-open. The moment it was opened, a blinding white light came into view, which made her subconsciously raise her hand to cover it. When she put it down after getting used to it, she found that a thick layer of white snow had accumulated in the yard, and all the flowers, plants and trees were dyed with layers of white makeup.
The biting cold air coming in from outside the door also relieved the drowsiness in her mind and made her feel clearer.
The cheerful laughter in the courtyard also reached my ears—
"We just heard a lot of crackling noises over there, and when we were about to rush over to support them, we heard a heavy sound like water crashing overhead."
Zhu Erchong asked the innkeeper for a small red clay stove and heated a pot of wine on it. He reached out to touch it and found that the wine was not hot yet, so he continued to talk about his experience: "We thought it was the demon cultivators rowing their boats again, so we quickly got out and wanted to eliminate them one by one, but we didn't know that it was Brother Ye who fell from the sky to the entrance of the sea cave."
"He was already sinking at that time, and the three of them were all stunned. It was me who reacted quickly enough to pull him out!" Bao Pilong was unwilling to be left behind, and quickly rushed out to take credit.
Jiang Si and Qian Lishen sat there listening and just wanted to pretend that they didn't recognize the two people.
Master Su Yuan took his hands out from his sleeves and listened to the younger generations with a smile. He quietly poured the warm wine into the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhu Erchong was furious when he saw this. He wanted to snatch it away, but he couldn't because the other party was an old man. He could only mutter in his heart: "Why is this relative of Junior Sister Wen so ignorant?"
Just as they were talking about Wen Yun, Jiang Si looked up behind everyone with sharp eyes and asked in surprise: "Junior Sister Wen, are you awake?"
Wen Yun's gaze swept across everyone's eyes and finally fell on Master Su Yuan's face. He opened his mouth but said nothing.
"Qian Lishen said you had settled in the city before, so we brought you here." Zhu Erchong immediately understood and explained with a smile on his face: "It just so happened that your relative came out of the city to look for you. Isn't this a coincidence that we met?"
The relative who was named, Suyuan Zhenren, stroked his beard and nodded, showing no sign of shame for lying to the younger generation.
"Junior Sister Wen, how do you feel now? We were really scared at that time."
"Don't get me wrong, it's not that we don't care about you, it's just that you've been sleeping for seven days, and this senior said you were fine, so we took advantage of the snow to come out and have a drink and chat."
Zhu Erchong was not lying. When they first carried Wen Yun back, they were so scared that they almost lost their souls, and their faces were covered with tears and snot.
Later, they searched the whole city for doctors to see her, and they all said that Wen Yun was just too tired and fell asleep. Even her pet pig said so. Only then did they feel relieved and started eating and drinking as usual.
Jiang Si hurriedly poured hot wine for Wen Yun, and Bao Pilong also dug out a small sweet potato from the charcoal ashes of the small stove and handed it to him.
She took them one by one, but she kept looking at Master Su Yuan, her eyelashes trembling. After a long time, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "Where is he?"
The voice was very calm, as if he was just asking about a very ordinary little thing, but anyone could hear the cautiousness in it.
Those who were taking sweet potatoes out of the stove and pouring wine into glasses were now silent.
Their strange attitude made Wen Yun feel a little depressed. Her throat seemed to be choked by something. Although she appeared calm on the surface, her hands hidden in her sleeves were shaking.
At this moment, a clear and cold voice came from behind her -
"I'm here."
She turned around and saw Ye Shubai standing at the gate of the yard holding a paper umbrella. There was a thin layer of snow on the azure umbrella. Standing there, he looked like a beautiful and upright cedar, extremely handsome.
He put away his umbrella and walked towards Wen Yun, and she looked at him without blinking. After a while, she lowered her eyes and hummed very calmly, not looking worried at all.
"Senior said he wanted to eat roast chicken, and I happened to want to go out for a walk, so I went to buy it." He lowered his head and explained in a gentle voice, raising his hand to signal. Only then did Wen Yun realize that Ye Shubai was indeed holding a steaming roast chicken in his hand.
Master Su Yuan took the roast chicken and explained to Wen Yun with a smile: "He woke up two days earlier than you. Don't misunderstand that I am bullying him. It's just that he didn't want to rest after waking up. He just stayed in your room with his eyes open. I was afraid that he would get tired, so I sent him out for a walk."
Ye Shubai pursed his lips, but didn't feel uncomfortable.
Wen Yun looked up at him, and suddenly took two steps towards Ye Shubai. The next moment, without caring about the eyes of the people around him, he grabbed his hand.
Bao Pilong was very touched watching from the side and sighed: "What a deep relationship between master and disciple. If my master had half the kindness of Master Ye... I would be satisfied."
Forget it. Things like seniority are so confusing and hard to explain.
Jiang Si nodded vigorously at the side: "You are right, Fellow Daoist Ye and Junior Sister Wen are truly kind to each other and filial to their students."
Qian Lishen: "...Don't change the idiom casually."
Only Zhu Erchong showed a strange smile on the side, thinking that if you ordinary people had read the storybooks written by Senior Sister Meng Ran, you would not have been single for decades without finding a romantic partner.
Since he partnered with Senior Sister Meng Ran, she was responsible for writing the storybooks, while Zhu Erchong was responsible for delivering the manuscripts to Wanbao Pavilion for handover. The two of them worked in perfect harmony and made a lot of spiritual jade. Now he has generously begun to look for various mineral materials, preparing to exchange for a peerless sword by the end of the year!
Wen Yun ignored these idiots. She looked at Ye Shubai calmly and saw that the person in front of her was indeed not missing any limbs. Her pretty face was still fair, but her brows were getting tighter and tighter.
She held those cold hands, feeling dazed for a moment.
People who practice Taoism rarely suffer from physical weakness after reaching a high level of cultivation. They are not afraid even in the coldest winter, so Jiang Si dared to jump into the icy sea to fish out turtles.
But at this moment, Ye Shubai's hands were freezing cold, not as warm as usual.
She stared at him blankly and asked with difficulty: "Why is your cultivation... gone?"
Zhu Erchong and his group of Jindan stage students have always had lower cultivation levels than Ye Shubai, and they have never been able to see through his cultivation level. It's like doing a test question, a poor student can never figure out whether the question is difficult or easy, so when they first saw Ye Shubai, they just thought that this was a master returning to his original nature, and they didn't find anything unusual.
But Wen Yun saw it at a glance.
The man in front of him had a calm demeanor, his eyes and brows were as indifferent and peaceful as ever, like the white clouds rolling across the sky.
However, there was not a trace of cultivation in him.
As soon as these words came out, the laughter and noise in the courtyard suddenly stopped, and Zhu Erchong stammered, "Is your cultivation gone... gone?"
When Ye Shubai was first rescued, he was indeed completely breathless, which frightened the two sword cultivators so much that they burst into tears. They were just about to notify the masters of each peak in the sect to come and collect the body of the sect leader.
But soon, traces of golden light began to flash on his body, wrapping him like a cocoon, and the breath inside gradually returned to normal. Everyone then felt relieved.
But what does it mean when Wen Yun says that he has no cultivation? Could it be that he was punished by heaven for killing an immortal and became a mortal
"Don't worry." Su Yuan dug out the last sweet potato, chewed it slowly, and said calmly: "It's just that the spiritual power is too exhausted. It will be fine after a few more days of rest."
He spoke it as if it were true. Wen Yun didn't believe it, but the others did.
After this incident, when seeing that Wen Yun had woken up safely, Jiang Si led a group of sword cultivators to bid farewell to everyone and returned to Dongzhou. Qian Lishen also returned to Chuixue Island.
When the two said goodbye, they both had optimistic smiles on their faces, and comforted Wen Yun: "Didn't your old senior say that Fellow Daoist Ye will recover soon? Junior Sister Wen, don't worry too much about your master."
Wen Yun nodded slightly to them and said goodbye. Then he boarded the cloud boat back to Qingliu Sword Sect and went straight to find Ye Shubai and Master Su Yuan.
The two senior brothers at the end of the cloud boat were playing with Shen Xinghai's two disciples. From time to time, they flew on their swords in the clouds and posed in handsome poses, which made the children envious. The little fire dragon flew in the air and watched coldly, and from time to time, it sprayed dragon flames at the two sword cultivators, scaring them so much that they almost rolled off the flying swords. For a while, the cloud boat was very lively.
On the other side, Master Su Yuan, who was unable to use his cultivation, sat face to face with Ye Shubai, playing chess seriously like two old men from the mortal world.
When Wen Yun walked over, he heard Master Su Yuan shamelessly preparing to regret his move: "Can you just let me have five pieces? I am your ancestor, you should be more filial to me."
Ye Shubai sat upright and reminded calmly: "Senior, we are playing Gobang."
Wen Yun: “…”
Seeing her come in, Master Su Yuan was immediately overjoyed: "Yun girl is finally here, come and play with me. It's boring to always lose when playing with him."
Wen Yun sat down as he was told, made more than ten moves with an expressionless face, and won.
The old man refused to accept the result and asked to try again. However, this time, after only ten steps, Wen Yun won again.
How could someone who is proficient in formation calculations lose in such a simple game
Su Yuan Zhenren's face froze for a while, and after muttering "How come he is even more perverted than Ye brat", he put away the chess piece and looked up at Wen Yun: "You want to ask what's going on with his cultivation, right?"
"Yes."
"I also didn't expect that you would actually plan to kill Daojie without telling me. Young people nowadays are really bold."
The people from the Dongxuan Realm are still searching for him, so he can't use his cultivation anymore. As an elder, he failed to protect the younger generation, and he feels ashamed.
Su Yuan Zhenren sighed and said solemnly: "If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would definitely die at the hands of Dao Jie. However, I didn't expect that Ye kid actually comprehended the law of life and death, so his life is not in danger, it's just that his cultivation was shattered by Dao Jie."
When Ye Shubai heard Master Su Yuan say that his cultivation was gone, his face remained calm, without any sign of panic.
Instead, he looked at Wen Yun, who had a solemn expression, and comforted her in a gentle tone: "It's okay, I will start practicing again."
Wen Yun knew that he was a person who would not give up easily, but when he thought about the fact that all the state he had achieved through hard practice since childhood had turned into nothingness, he felt a little sad for him.
"I haven't finished yet." Master Su Yuan put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Ye Shubai with a smile: "It can be considered a blessing in disguise. You successfully merged the two forces of physical strength together in the battle and transformed them into the source of heaven and earth. This time you start over again, you will be like the people in the upper realm and directly cultivate the source of heaven and earth!"
The cloud boat stopped steadily outside the mountain gate of Qingliu Sword Sect. This time, Zhu Erchong generously took out a spiritual jade from his mustard seed bag to pay for the fare. Bao Pilong was amazed and kept asking him when his senior brother became rich, but he just smiled and said nothing.
Zhu Erchong looked at Wen Yun, pointed at Su Yuan Zhenren, and said kindly: "Junior Sister Wen, although your relative has no cultivation, he has a wide range of knowledge. Why don't I find a job for him to sweep the mountain gate and let him stay in the sect."
Master Suyuan turned around with a smile and stared at this filial grandson again and again, as if he wanted to remember his appearance.
Wen Yun felt that Zhu Erchong’s greatest talent was not in swordsmanship, but in courting death.
In the end, Master Su Yuan did not become the sweeping monk of the Qingliu Sword Sect, but followed Wen Yun and Ye Shubai back to the Tenth Peak.
They met many direct disciples on the way, all of whom bowed respectfully to Ye Shubai and Wen Yun, and then enthusiastically invited their fellow disciples to compete together.
Master Su Yuan looked at this group of young sword practitioners with great interest. Although he had no memory of what happened before his ascension, he still felt cordial and familiar when he returned here. He felt only satisfaction when he saw these young people.
Dongxuan Realm is the upper realm, where spiritual energy is abundant, and it is common for people in their twenties to reach the Golden Core stage. But perhaps because they have been born in a comfortable nest for generations, they have lost their fighting spirit. The cultivators there do not compete on swordsmanship or Taoism, but on family background and power. Those who come from a large family, even if they are useless, can easily ascend to heaven by relying on elixirs, and travel between the realms by breaking through the void; while those who have no power can only be indistinguishable from the crowd if they do not rely on a large family, or plant spiritual plants, or go to dig spiritual mines, with talent but no opportunity to display it.
In comparison, the Qingliu Sword Sect is more like a real immortal sect.
He sighed and followed Wen Yun all the way to the tenth peak.
Although he had long known from Wen Yun that this peak actually came from the upper realm, Su Yuan couldn't help but show joy when he actually arrived here and felt the familiar source of heaven and earth.
"This place is great. If Ye cultivates here, I think he will be able to reach the Ascension Realm in a few hundred years."
After saying this, he felt the power in it and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that the source of heaven and earth here has begun to dissipate gradually. I don't know if the remaining little bit is enough for you two to practice..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yun's face looked a little strange, and he coughed lightly and said, "I do know a place..."
That place was naturally the Xuantian Secret Realm. Ever since Wen Yun set up a fixed-point teleportation array in it, it had become the back garden for their family of three, allowing them to come and go freely.
Su Yuan, who was brought in along with Wen Yun, was overjoyed and immediately instructed Ye Shubai to absorb the source power of heaven and earth here.
Wen Yun was also listening attentively. This method of cultivation from the upper realm was indeed good and far better than the method she had explored on her own. The golden source power in the secret realm was continuously absorbed into her dantian.
She didn't know what realm she was at now, she only knew that the source of heaven and earth in her dantian was becoming more and more full, and the laws of time and space that she had not been able to use very well before were now vaguely becoming easier to use.
Right now Ye Shubai was practicing with Senior Su Yuan, and Wen Yun didn't want to disturb him, so he could only quietly look to a place not far away.
Over there, a fat little red pig was digging the ground hard, and the pink gem buried in the soil had already been mostly exposed.
Charmander's eyes sparkled. He rubbed the mud off his front paws contentedly and swallowed the gem in one gulp.
Wen Yun quietly reached out and grabbed, and the gem that was supposed to go into the little fire dragon's mouth fell into her hand.
The little Charmander, with a mouthful of mud, was stunned for a long time, and began to dig the ground frantically to search for the missing gem, but he didn't expect that it had already been taken away by its owner.
Wen Yun brushed off the mud on the gem and threw it away lightly.
A spatial wave flashed by, and the shining treasure returned to the eyes of the little fire dragon. After regaining it, it no longer dared to be careless and immediately swallowed the gem and hid it in its stomach.
These two precise manipulations made Wen Yun certain of one thing.
Now, she can skillfully use the power of simple laws.
Ye Shubai's cultivation grew like wild weeds.
When he entered the Xuantian Secret Realm, he was still a mortal with no cultivation. When he came out of the Xuantian Secret Realm half a month later, he had reached the Golden Core Stage.
Although it was mainly because he had been through these realms before and had the experience, and with the guidance of the seniors who had ascended to heaven, he did not take detours, but this speed was still too incredible.
Su Yuan also smiled with satisfaction, nodding his head repeatedly and said, "Our previous ascensions were all fake. Without cultivating the source of heaven and earth, we cannot break through the void. We can only be taken away by people from the upper realm. Even I was brought to the Eastern Xuan Realm and cultivated again with the source of heaven and earth. Only then did I enter the ascension realm. If Ye boy cultivates well, he can become the second person to truly ascend."
When Wen Yun heard this, he was sincerely happy for Ye Shubai: "Although I am behind the seniors, being second is not bad either."
Su Yuan Zhenren was so angry that he wanted to laugh. He snorted coldly: "Do you think the first person I'm talking about is myself? I'm talking about you!"
He glared at her and said, "Didn't you notice anything different about yourself when you woke up this time?"
Wen Yun thought for a moment, observed for a while, and finally shook his head and answered sincerely; "No."
Master Su Yuan pointed at the top of Wen Yun's head and shouted angrily, "Hey! You stupid girl, your cultivation was originally half a step to ascension, and you made another breakthrough after the battle with Tongdao Jie. Now you are almost reaching perfection. This Jieyun has followed you out of the secret realm, and you haven't discovered it yet?!"
Wen Yun looked up for a long time and was able to barely find a cloud with faint flashes of lightning.
"The main reason is that the weather is gloomy in winter, and there are always dark clouds above our heads. How could I know that there is a calamity cloud hidden in it?" Wen Yun pursed his lips and gave a real reason.
The old swordsman looked up at the sky and thought, oh, it seems to be true.
Wen Yun is indeed innocent in this matter.
The magic world and the world of cultivation are both lower realms, and no one can teach Wen Yun the common sense of ascending. She has to figure everything out on her own. She really doesn't know that one will be struck by lightning if one ascends.
It was Xu Wanfeng who noticed the cloud before Wen Yun.
At this moment, he was standing on the top of the sixth peak, holding a folding fan in his hand and gently waving it. His peach blossom eyes looked at the woman beside him with deep affection, and said in a gentle voice: "Yun'er, look at the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening. You are the sky and the clouds. For the rest of my life, I will only look at you."
As he spoke, he closed his folding fan in a casual manner and pointed towards the sky.
The next moment—
“Boom!”
The cloud he pointed at flashed a golden-purple lightning, and actually struck Qingliu Sword Sect with a bolt of lightning!