Mu Yang didn’t expect that he would encounter a rare event like the appearance of the holy mountain. He asked Lin Ziran nervously, “Do you think I can really find a spiritual weapon that suits me?”
Lin Ziran silently thought: what kind of spiritual weapon? What you are holding is the natal artifact of the first god of the Three Realms! For your sake, Xuan Yan even gave his own magic sword.
He comforted Mu Yang and said, “I believe you will find it!”
When Mu Yang heard Lin Ziran say this, he didn’t worry so much. He had always been open-minded, and it didn’t matter if he could find better ones, so he smiled and said, “Ok.”
Lin Ziran was lying on the bed that night, tossing and turning.
He was somewhat looking forward to Mu Yang’s stunning performance in three days. After he drew out the sword, he would be accepted as a disciple by Xuan Yan. From then on, he will walk down the path of spiritual cultivation. But then he remembered that Mu Yang was about to fall in love with the heartless old foggy, crushing on someone else at such a young age. After tasting the ups and downs of unrequited love, he felt a little bit reluctant to have this child experience such a thing…
Your daddy can’t bear it! You can like anyone, but why do you have to fall for your master?
Gods will not love a person easily.
Hey, forget it. Your daddy will help you catch Xuan Yan even if it costs him his life! Let Xuan Yan understand that you are his true love!
Because he did a lot of thinking this night, Lin Ziran got up and yawned the next day, his eyebags heavy.
When he was about to go out, he suddenly heard a voice and stopped.
It turned out that Zhou Yue was back.
The fat Taoist dressed in blue said to Mu Yang with a smile: “The holy mountain is about to open, are you ready?”
Mu Yang respectfully said: “I am ready.”
Zhou Yue raised his hand as if he wanted to touch his beard, trying to pretend to be an expert, but when he raised it halfway, he found that he did not have a beard. He then put his hand down and said with a smile: “This is a rare opportunity. The holy mountain is full of treasures, but as far as the old man knows, the best treasure is the spiritual weapon left over from ancient times, but these weapons are very temperamental. Even if you like it, it may not be willing, but I believe that with your talent, you will definitely not come back empty-handed.”
Mu Yang smiled slightly: “I will do my best.”
“These weapons are in the sword tomb, and the sword tomb is in the depths of the holy mountain. It is not easy for ordinary people to find…” Zhou Yue paused, and mysteriously took out a scroll from his sleeves, and said to Mu Yang: “This is something I found when I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion overnight to check the books. I found some records about the Sacred Mountain Sword Tomb. The Holy Mountain has only been opened three times since ancient times, so there are very few records. For this reason, this old man exerted a great deal of effort. Put it away, it might be easier to find the sword tomb with this.”
Mu Yang showed a look of surprise, Zhou Yue was really kind to him…
But he thought for a moment, then took the scroll from Zhou Yue’s hand, and solemnly said: “I accept Elder Zhou’s kind thoughts. Mu Yang is dull, please take care of me in the future.”
When Zhou Yue saw that Mu Yang took the scroll and said these words, his smile was almost reaching his ears! What a clever and sensible child, this can be regarded as agreeing to worship him as a teacher, and it is worthwhile to work so hard for him!
As long as Mu Yang is willing to choose him, was he afraid that those old things would be able to snatch him?
Zhou Yue patted Mu Yang on the shoulder and said with a gratified smile: “Of course, of course.”
After speaking, he took erratic steps and left.
Lin Ziran looked in the crack of the door with pity on his face.
Zhou Yue went through a great deal of trouble in order to secure this disciple, and Mu Yang was also a person who kept his promises. It was originally certain…But who would have thought that someone would appear halfway? It just happens that the person who robs you is too strong. Even if you aren’t convinced, it’s doomed to end in failure…
Well, it can’t be said that it was all in vain. Mu Yang was someone who remembered gratitude and grudges. Since Zhou Yue was willing to help him take Li Ye to the holy palace, even if Mu Yang could not be his apprentice, he would be closer to him in the future.
If it weren’t for being close to the protagonist, Zhou Yue wouldn’t be able to just be a passerby.
Lin Ziran walked out of it and said to Mu Yang: “Are you really going to worship Elder Zhou as a master? You are not going to think about it some more? With your talent, maybe even the Senior Elder would be willing to accept you as a disciple.”
Mu Yang smiled and shook his head: “In fact, Elder Zhou is pretty good. I like it very much here, and we don’t have to be separated in this way.”
Lin Ziran was very touched when he heard this. The little angel is still so kind and cute. If he didn’t fall in love with Xuanyan later, maybe Li Ye would really have a day when the rainbow came after a storm.
But it’s a pity.
He would not stay here.
………………
On the third day.
Mu Yang and Lin Ziran got up before dawn, and they packed up and set off for the holy mountain.
Although Lin Ziran was not qualified to enter the holy mountain, according to the plot, he would be waiting outside. After all, Li Ye was so affectionate. He came here because of Mu Yang, and naturally, it was impossible to be absent at this important moment.
Accompanying silently without complaint and regret is the basic duty of an affectionate male partner!
In addition to the disciples who were going to enter the holy mountain, there were also many people outside, some were outer-sect disciples, some were handymen from other mountains, etc…In short, everyone wanted to see the grand opening of the holy mountain.
There were a dozen elders standing in front of the holy mountain formation, among which, Zhou Yue was there, but at the moment he looked serious.
At the forefront was a Daoist with a white beard and hair. He was Elder Chi Feng.
Elder Chifeng looked solemnly, and said: “The Holy Mountain will open for 24 hours. Although it is full of opportunities, it will also be dangerous. You must do what you can. Once you encounter danger or if the time is up, you will be sent out.”
All the disciples responded one after another.
Real Man Chi Feng nodded and waved the dust in his hand. The clouds and mist in front separated to the two sides, revealing a deep and invisible road. He said: “You can go in.”
The disciples looked forward longingly and stepped in in an orderly manner.
After everyone entered, Elder Chi Feng waved his hand again and closed the passage to the holy mountain before he left with the elders.
There are only a few people who watch the excitement.
There was a white mist in front of him and he couldn’t see anything. Lin Ziran was really bored, thinking that it would be a long time before Mu Yang came out. He rolled his eyes and climbed up a tree, deciding to get some sleep first!
………………
Mu Yang was walking among the clouds and mist. When he could see the scenery clearly, he found himself standing on a narrow winding mountain road with no one beside him.
But he didn’t show any panic and continued to walk forward.
Someone appeared in the jungle…
Someone appeared by the creek…
Someone appeared in the swamp…
Someone was alone. Sometimes it was in twos and threes…
Everything was random.
In the central hall of the Holy Palace.
The elders stood solemnly on both sides. The cultivators of the Chiyan Immortal Realm were divided into two factions. One faction were cultivators of the Chiyan Immortal Realm creatures, and the other was the cultivators of the Mortal Realm. In most cases, they were very distinct.
Zhou Yue stood on the side of the mortal cultivators, put away his smile, and looked expressionlessly at the gray-robed cultivator in front of him. As a native of the Chiyan Immortal Realm, that guy has always looked down on him and suppressed him all the time. He also sent his disciples and grandchildren to the Saint Palace all day long, causing him to be in trouble with his law enforcement hall. Zhou Yue had long seen him as a thorn in the eye!
Cultivator Qi glanced at Zhou Yue indifferently, raised his eyebrows disdainfully: even if you work so hard and succeed, you are not the only one.
The two have long been at odds to compete for resources and talented disciples. Everyone was no longer surprised.
Usually, they would have already exchanged poisonous words hundreds of times, but today both of them stood there obediently. At most, quietly handing an metaphorical knife to each other.
The whole hall was silent.
It’s all because of the man on the high seat.
Elder Chi Feng stood beside Xuan Yan with his head down respectfully holding a whisk in his hand.
Xuanyan closed his eyes slightly, as if in a false sleep. His long black hair was draped over his shoulders, and his snow-white robe fell on the ground; motionless, like a statue.
But the elders dare not even breathe loudly.
Although some elders have lived for tens of thousands of years, none of those present have seen a living Xuanyan… This is only a character from the legend! It is the supreme god that their ancestors have believed in for generations!
Without knowing what was going on, Chi Feng even brought his superiors out.
His Majesty hasn’t appeared in this world for at least 300,000 years, right?
Everyone had their own thoughts.
At this time, the assessment in the sacred mountain had begun. They all looked up at the water curtain in front of them. The water curtain was divided into pieces, showing the scenes of the disciples in the sacred mountain…
Zhou Yue found Mu Yang at a glance, his eyes moving.
He recognized Mu Yang’s talent at the beginning, but didn’t publicize it, so no one knew that he had found such a good seed. He hoped no one will steal Mu Yang with him by then. Fortunately, Mu Yang has agreed to him…
As long as he can successfully accept Mu Yang as a disciple, he can definitely piss this old thing to death!
Elder Chi Feng also looked at the water curtain intently, but he didn’t just look at one person, but carefully observed everyone, especially the new disciples.
This time, there are 23 new disciples in total, which one is the one his lord was talking about?
And how should the disaster be dealt with? Even he can’t do anything about it, can they really rely on a kid who just started cultivating?
But Elder Chi Feng never dared to question Xuan Yan, since the venerable said so, it must be!
………………
Mu Yang was walking on a mountain road, several hours had passed. Not to mention the magic weapons, even the birds, beasts, insects and fish could not be seen.
The surrounding area is also barren.
He frowned, it seemed that his landing point was not very good…
If this continues,it will be difficult to gain anything.
While thinking about what to do, a huge vulture suddenly flew in front of him. The vulture was about to fly over, but unexpectedly spotted Mu Yang below, and suddenly dived down! Its sharp mouth opened, and he was prepared to eat Mu Yang!
Mu Yang’s pupils constricted. If he was bitten, he would be seriously injured even if he didn’t die, and he quickly avoided the vulture to the side.
But the vulture was very vicious and cunning. The holy mountain is usually uninhabited. It was rare to see fresh food so how could it be willing to give up? It spread its wings and continued to chase him!
Although Mu Yang had cultivated and was considered a young genius in Chongzhou City, he was nothing here, because he could only hide in embarrassment.
Soon his sleeve was pecked off by the vulture’s bear, and a piece of clothing was torn off directly!
This is not the way to go!
Mu Yang pressed his lips tightly, with a touch of decisiveness in his eyes, he climbed up to the cliff, and then leaped into the air! There was a cliff ten thousand meters below, and he would be torn apart if he fell down, but Mu Yang was calm. When the vulture rushed over again, he directly jumped onto this opponent’s neck!
The vulture began to struggle desperately, but Mu Yang grasped it tightly, and at the same time slammed his fist on its head! The vulture was stunned and forced to turn, as it suddenly flew crookedly.
Mu Yang didn’t directly kill the vulture, so that he wouldn’t fall off, but just strangled the vulture by the neck.
The vulture struggled for a long time and couldn’t get rid of the bug. Instead, he suffered a lot of beatings, making a sharp crying noise, and finally stopped struggling. It began to fly out in resignation.
Mu Yang rode on the vulture and leaped over the mountains, and finally left the place. He glanced down and suddenly saw a high mountain peak in front of him. The peak seemed to be covered by thousands of years of ice and snow, and there was a small gurgling mountain around him. It looked a bit like the location of the sword tomb described in the scroll Zhou Yue gave him…
Mu Yang’s eyes moved slightly, and he slapped the vulture’s head again. The vulture landed in a daze. Mu Yang jumped off the vulture’s back and walked straight across the stream.
The vulture did not expect that the bug had left by itself, and quickly flew away, its wings flapping in a hurry.
Mu Yang walked into the mountain step by step.
The climate here was very cold, as if it had been frozen for countless years…The deeper you go inside, the lower the temperature, and gradually, his eyelashes and hair were covered with frost.
Mu Yang circled the mountain and found a cave entrance.
The entrance of the cave was dark, Mu Yang took out a night pearl from his sleeve, and the faint light illuminated the cave. He then walked in slowly. The entrance was not big but the inside was very spacious. The ground and walls of the cave were filled with all kinds of weapons, even the ground was full of weapons!
Mu Yang pondered slightly, this should be the sword tomb…
Inside the main hall of the Holy Palace, Elder Chi Feng watched this scene nervously.
Ever since Mu Yang landed here, his heart had been in his throat. Only he knew that the Lord had left his sword here.
Waiting for its destined person.
At the same time, Zhou Yue was also watching this scene. He was very anxious when he saw Mu Yang’s unfavorable appearance. He thought that if Mu Yang got nothing, he might have to find another way to find him a weapon. Who knew that this kid was calm and decisive. He unexpectedly found his way here by chance!
The other elders did not pay attention to Mu Yang at first. They all had their own optimistic seedlings and candidates. Even if someone glanced over at Mu Yang occasionally, they quickly looked away. The area where this boy landed was not very good, and his cultivation level was not high. They’re afraid it will end if he can’t even get out of the deserted cliff.
Until Mu Yang came to the sword tomb.
Everyone looked on in surprise. Isn’t his luck too good…
The sword tomb was originally an ancient battlefield of ancient immortals, so there were countless ancient cultivators’ magic weapons left behind, and they were later transferred to the holy mountain with supreme magical powers.
The elders all looked at Mu Yang curiously. Although there were treasures everywhere, whether they can be obtained depends on one’s strength and fate.
All of these magic weapons were extremely arrogant and looked down on a junior with such shallow cultivation…
The boy is lucky, but also unlucky.
The lucky thing is that he was here, but the unlucky thing is that they were afraid he wouldn’t be able to obtain a single piece of treasure.
Having said that, they still set their sights on Mu Yang, wanting to see which weapon this kid was going to choose…
The boy walked to a sword with a sapphire scabbard.
The elders held their breath. This is the sword of the ancient Qingling god, and it is said that it once belonged to a famous water cultivator!
But the boy didn’t take it. He looked around and walked away, and then stood in front of a long black sword.
The elders were getting more nervous. Don’t take this one! This was a sword used by a general of the Demon Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. The devilish energy on it is so strong that it might erode people’s spirit and wisdom. This child can never touch it!
The boy didn’t touch it, he turned and left, and suddenly kicked a string of beads. He looked down.
The elders just lifted it up again with a breath of relief, this is the God of Transformation Pearl! A top treasure; a single bead can create a body. It was equivalent to having more than a dozen lives. This kind of treasure is practical and not dangerous. Quickly take it!
But the boy didn’t take it. He left again.
Finally, he stood in front of a grey sword stuck in the ground and looked at it carefully, as if he was attracted…
The elders were heartbroken. Take the God Transformation Orb and sell it to us!
What kind of sword is this? They had never seen it before, and it was covered in a layer of thick dust. It was probably a low-level weapon that fell inside, after all, not all were leftovers from the ancient battlefield of the gods…
Only Elder Chi Feng held his breath.
But what surprised the elders was that the young man who had turned a blind eye to many spirit treasures before suddenly held the sword with his slender fingers that resembled white jade.
Elders: …Huh.
One second later.
Elders:…Ah! Ah ah ah ah ah–
They watched the young man pull out the sword with a gentle force, and the dust on the long sword fell away, revealing a crystal clear sword body like autumn water. At that moment, the sword body illuminated the entire sword tomb. Thousands of magical weapon began to tremble and whisper…
This, this is, what is this—
This is not–
Everyone looked back at the handsome man on the high seat in a daze.
Elder Chi Feng’s hand holding the whisk trembled.
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boy in the water curtain with deep eyes.
The elders finally came back to their senses and knelt down on the ground together: “Your honor.”
Zhou Yue knelt on the ground and his face paled.
Originally, he was afraid that other elders would snatch him, but now Mu Yang actually got the sword of His Excellency. But the question is…Why is his lord’s sword there? This is something he doesn’t know…
Xuan Yan glanced lightly across the crowd, and said: “From today on, he will be my disciple.”
Zhou Yue’s eyes were red that he almost cried. His apprentice had flown away like this! ! !
He can fight against other elders for three hundred rounds, but he doesn’t dare to make a peep in front of Xuan Yan. How terrible! My dear disciple, you and I have no apprenticeship fate after all, wuwuwu!
………………
Lin Ziran lay on the tree with his legs crossed. Enjoying the breeze, he slept comfortably and happily.
Until a loud noise woke him up.
Streams of light landed below the holy mountain, and these were all disciples sent out by the magic circle.
Some were seriously injured, some were intact, some looked awkward, some were in ecstasy, some were muddled…
Mu Yang was the last one to appear in the crowd. One of his sleeves was torn off. His hair was messy and looked a little embarrassed, but he was not injured. His eyes were still radiant and he held a long sword like an ice crystal in his hand.
Lin Ziran knew that this was Xuan Yan’s sword!
Mu Yang was the only one who could pull out this sword, because he was transformed by a wisp of soul fragments of Xuan Yan, so he was recognized by the Cleansing Sword and was able to inherit Xuan Yan’s inheritance.
Xuan Yan had lived from ancient times till now because his inheritance was so powerful and special that mortals cannot imitate at all.
The birth of Mu Yang’s was an unexpected turn of event. On the contrary, he was able to inherit Xuan Yan’s inheritance, which is also one of the reasons Xuan Yan took him in.
Xuan Yan really regarded him as his disciple.
Lin Ziran withdrew his thoughts and jumped down from the tree. Just as he was about to go to Mu Yang, he saw Xuan Yan and the elders walking over. He stopped and continued to hide in the crowd.
Now was not the time to show off.
Xuan Yan walked in front alone, while Elder Chi Feng bowed his head and followed behind respectfully…
Everyone present was shocked. Although they didn’t know Xuan Yan, it was Elder Chi Feng was of the holy palace! He is the most respected existence in the entire Chiyan Immortal Realm! Who can make him act so respectful?
Everyone held their breath and looked at Xuan Yan cautiously.
This person’s appearance was as beautiful as a god, which made people involuntarily surrender, but dare not look directly at him. They could not wait to crawl on the ground just from looking at him…
Lin Ziran also quietly glanced at Xuan Yan in the distance, this is truly a stunning beauty on earth! If Mu Yang was a cute little beauty, then Xuan Yan was a peerless beauty! No wonder Mu Yang was born so good-looking, it was hereditary…
The protagonist is so pleasing to the eye that Lin Ziran couldn’t help but look at him a few more times, and he started to dream about their poignant love…
Xuan Yan stopped directly in front of Mu Yang, his eyes faintly falling on the delicate young man.
This was a wisp of divine soul fragments scattered between the world and the earth. Although born from him, they were not related. They were merely of the same origin. The Sword had felt the familiar power of the source, and did not resist him when he drew it.
But whether he can go further, and whether he can truly be recognised by the sword ultimately depends on himself.
Xuan Yan said: “Come to see me in Shengxuan Hall tomorrow.”
After that, he turned and left, his white figure growing further
Seeing that he had finally left, Lin Ziran sighed in relief. He squeezed out of the crowd again, and came over to Mu Yang’s side.
He was gratified and said to Mu Yang: “It’s great that you are not injured.”
Mu Yang smiled slightly.
In the distance, Xuan Yan paused and turned his head.
After Lin Ziran finished speaking, he was ready to leave with Mu Yang. When he turned his head, he met the abyss-like eyes by coincidence. The darkness contained in them was like a boundless night, covering the whole world like an overwhelming sky…
His breath stagnated as he shuddered slightly. His scalp had turned numb and he dared not move.
T/n: They are of the same origin, does that mean they are the same person. Is this the legendary self-cest in the original story??
Mu Yang didn’t expect that he would encounter a rare event like the appearance of the holy mountain. He asked Lin Ziran nervously, “Do you think I can really find a spiritual weapon that suits me?”
Lin Ziran silently thought: what kind of spiritual weapon? What you are holding is the natal artifact of the first god of the Three Realms! For your sake, Xuan Yan even gave his own magic sword.
He comforted Mu Yang and said, “I believe you will find it!”
When Mu Yang heard Lin Ziran say this, he didn’t worry so much. He had always been open-minded, and it didn’t matter if he could find better ones, so he smiled and said, “Ok.”
Lin Ziran was lying on the bed that night, tossing and turning.
He was somewhat looking forward to Mu Yang’s stunning performance in three days. After he drew out the sword, he would be accepted as a disciple by Xuan Yan. From then on, he will walk down the path of spiritual cultivation. But then he remembered that Mu Yang was about to fall in love with the heartless old foggy, crushing on someone else at such a young age. After tasting the ups and downs of unrequited love, he felt a little bit reluctant to have this child experience such a thing…
Your daddy can’t bear it! You can like anyone, but why do you have to fall for your master?
Gods will not love a person easily.
Hey, forget it. Your daddy will help you catch Xuan Yan even if it costs him his life! Let Xuan Yan understand that you are his true love!
Because he did a lot of thinking this night, Lin Ziran got up and yawned the next day, his eyebags heavy.
When he was about to go out, he suddenly heard a voice and stopped.
It turned out that Zhou Yue was back.
The fat Taoist dressed in blue said to Mu Yang with a smile: “The holy mountain is about to open, are you ready?”
Mu Yang respectfully said: “I am ready.”
Zhou Yue raised his hand as if he wanted to touch his beard, trying to pretend to be an expert, but when he raised it halfway, he found that he did not have a beard. He then put his hand down and said with a smile: “This is a rare opportunity. The holy mountain is full of treasures, but as far as the old man knows, the best treasure is the spiritual weapon left over from ancient times, but these weapons are very temperamental. Even if you like it, it may not be willing, but I believe that with your talent, you will definitely not come back empty-handed.”
Mu Yang smiled slightly: “I will do my best.”
“These weapons are in the sword tomb, and the sword tomb is in the depths of the holy mountain. It is not easy for ordinary people to find…” Zhou Yue paused, and mysteriously took out a scroll from his sleeves, and said to Mu Yang: “This is something I found when I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion overnight to check the books. I found some records about the Sacred Mountain Sword Tomb. The Holy Mountain has only been opened three times since ancient times, so there are very few records. For this reason, this old man exerted a great deal of effort. Put it away, it might be easier to find the sword tomb with this.”
Mu Yang showed a look of surprise, Zhou Yue was really kind to him…
But he thought for a moment, then took the scroll from Zhou Yue’s hand, and solemnly said: “I accept Elder Zhou’s kind thoughts. Mu Yang is dull, please take care of me in the future.”
When Zhou Yue saw that Mu Yang took the scroll and said these words, his smile was almost reaching his ears! What a clever and sensible child, this can be regarded as agreeing to worship him as a teacher, and it is worthwhile to work so hard for him!
As long as Mu Yang is willing to choose him, was he afraid that those old things would be able to snatch him?
Zhou Yue patted Mu Yang on the shoulder and said with a gratified smile: “Of course, of course.”
After speaking, he took erratic steps and left.
Lin Ziran looked in the crack of the door with pity on his face.
Zhou Yue went through a great deal of trouble in order to secure this disciple, and Mu Yang was also a person who kept his promises. It was originally certain…But who would have thought that someone would appear halfway? It just happens that the person who robs you is too strong. Even if you aren’t convinced, it’s doomed to end in failure…
Well, it can’t be said that it was all in vain. Mu Yang was someone who remembered gratitude and grudges. Since Zhou Yue was willing to help him take Li Ye to the holy palace, even if Mu Yang could not be his apprentice, he would be closer to him in the future.
If it weren’t for being close to the protagonist, Zhou Yue wouldn’t be able to just be a passerby.
Lin Ziran walked out of it and said to Mu Yang: “Are you really going to worship Elder Zhou as a master? You are not going to think about it some more? With your talent, maybe even the Senior Elder would be willing to accept you as a disciple.”
Mu Yang smiled and shook his head: “In fact, Elder Zhou is pretty good. I like it very much here, and we don’t have to be separated in this way.”
Lin Ziran was very touched when he heard this. The little angel is still so kind and cute. If he didn’t fall in love with Xuanyan later, maybe Li Ye would really have a day when the rainbow came after a storm.
But it’s a pity.
He would not stay here.
………………
On the third day.
Mu Yang and Lin Ziran got up before dawn, and they packed up and set off for the holy mountain.
Although Lin Ziran was not qualified to enter the holy mountain, according to the plot, he would be waiting outside. After all, Li Ye was so affectionate. He came here because of Mu Yang, and naturally, it was impossible to be absent at this important moment.
Accompanying silently without complaint and regret is the basic duty of an affectionate male partner!
In addition to the disciples who were going to enter the holy mountain, there were also many people outside, some were outer-sect disciples, some were handymen from other mountains, etc…In short, everyone wanted to see the grand opening of the holy mountain.
There were a dozen elders standing in front of the holy mountain formation, among which, Zhou Yue was there, but at the moment he looked serious.
At the forefront was a Daoist with a white beard and hair. He was Elder Chi Feng.
Elder Chifeng looked solemnly, and said: “The Holy Mountain will open for 24 hours. Although it is full of opportunities, it will also be dangerous. You must do what you can. Once you encounter danger or if the time is up, you will be sent out.”
All the disciples responded one after another.
Real Man Chi Feng nodded and waved the dust in his hand. The clouds and mist in front separated to the two sides, revealing a deep and invisible road. He said: “You can go in.”
The disciples looked forward longingly and stepped in in an orderly manner.
After everyone entered, Elder Chi Feng waved his hand again and closed the passage to the holy mountain before he left with the elders.
There are only a few people who watch the excitement.
There was a white mist in front of him and he couldn’t see anything. Lin Ziran was really bored, thinking that it would be a long time before Mu Yang came out. He rolled his eyes and climbed up a tree, deciding to get some sleep first!
………………
Mu Yang was walking among the clouds and mist. When he could see the scenery clearly, he found himself standing on a narrow winding mountain road with no one beside him.
But he didn’t show any panic and continued to walk forward.
Someone appeared in the jungle…
Someone appeared by the creek…
Someone appeared in the swamp…
Someone was alone. Sometimes it was in twos and threes…
Everything was random.
In the central hall of the Holy Palace.
The elders stood solemnly on both sides. The cultivators of the Chiyan Immortal Realm were divided into two factions. One faction were cultivators of the Chiyan Immortal Realm creatures, and the other was the cultivators of the Mortal Realm. In most cases, they were very distinct.
Zhou Yue stood on the side of the mortal cultivators, put away his smile, and looked expressionlessly at the gray-robed cultivator in front of him. As a native of the Chiyan Immortal Realm, that guy has always looked down on him and suppressed him all the time. He also sent his disciples and grandchildren to the Saint Palace all day long, causing him to be in trouble with his law enforcement hall. Zhou Yue had long seen him as a thorn in the eye!
Cultivator Qi glanced at Zhou Yue indifferently, raised his eyebrows disdainfully: even if you work so hard and succeed, you are not the only one.
The two have long been at odds to compete for resources and talented disciples. Everyone was no longer surprised.
Usually, they would have already exchanged poisonous words hundreds of times, but today both of them stood there obediently. At most, quietly handing an metaphorical knife to each other.
The whole hall was silent.
It’s all because of the man on the high seat.
Elder Chi Feng stood beside Xuan Yan with his head down respectfully holding a whisk in his hand.
Xuanyan closed his eyes slightly, as if in a false sleep. His long black hair was draped over his shoulders, and his snow-white robe fell on the ground; motionless, like a statue.
But the elders dare not even breathe loudly.
Although some elders have lived for tens of thousands of years, none of those present have seen a living Xuanyan… This is only a character from the legend! It is the supreme god that their ancestors have believed in for generations!
Without knowing what was going on, Chi Feng even brought his superiors out.
His Majesty hasn’t appeared in this world for at least 300,000 years, right?
Everyone had their own thoughts.
At this time, the assessment in the sacred mountain had begun. They all looked up at the water curtain in front of them. The water curtain was divided into pieces, showing the scenes of the disciples in the sacred mountain…
Zhou Yue found Mu Yang at a glance, his eyes moving.
He recognized Mu Yang’s talent at the beginning, but didn’t publicize it, so no one knew that he had found such a good seed. He hoped no one will steal Mu Yang with him by then. Fortunately, Mu Yang has agreed to him…
As long as he can successfully accept Mu Yang as a disciple, he can definitely piss this old thing to death!
Elder Chi Feng also looked at the water curtain intently, but he didn’t just look at one person, but carefully observed everyone, especially the new disciples.
This time, there are 23 new disciples in total, which one is the one his lord was talking about?
And how should the disaster be dealt with? Even he can’t do anything about it, can they really rely on a kid who just started cultivating?
But Elder Chi Feng never dared to question Xuan Yan, since the venerable said so, it must be!
………………
Mu Yang was walking on a mountain road, several hours had passed. Not to mention the magic weapons, even the birds, beasts, insects and fish could not be seen.
The surrounding area is also barren.
He frowned, it seemed that his landing point was not very good…
If this continues,it will be difficult to gain anything.
While thinking about what to do, a huge vulture suddenly flew in front of him. The vulture was about to fly over, but unexpectedly spotted Mu Yang below, and suddenly dived down! Its sharp mouth opened, and he was prepared to eat Mu Yang!
Mu Yang’s pupils constricted. If he was bitten, he would be seriously injured even if he didn’t die, and he quickly avoided the vulture to the side.
But the vulture was very vicious and cunning. The holy mountain is usually uninhabited. It was rare to see fresh food so how could it be willing to give up? It spread its wings and continued to chase him!
Although Mu Yang had cultivated and was considered a young genius in Chongzhou City, he was nothing here, because he could only hide in embarrassment.
Soon his sleeve was pecked off by the vulture’s bear, and a piece of clothing was torn off directly!
This is not the way to go!
Mu Yang pressed his lips tightly, with a touch of decisiveness in his eyes, he climbed up to the cliff, and then leaped into the air! There was a cliff ten thousand meters below, and he would be torn apart if he fell down, but Mu Yang was calm. When the vulture rushed over again, he directly jumped onto this opponent’s neck!
The vulture began to struggle desperately, but Mu Yang grasped it tightly, and at the same time slammed his fist on its head! The vulture was stunned and forced to turn, as it suddenly flew crookedly.
Mu Yang didn’t directly kill the vulture, so that he wouldn’t fall off, but just strangled the vulture by the neck.
The vulture struggled for a long time and couldn’t get rid of the bug. Instead, he suffered a lot of beatings, making a sharp crying noise, and finally stopped struggling. It began to fly out in resignation.
Mu Yang rode on the vulture and leaped over the mountains, and finally left the place. He glanced down and suddenly saw a high mountain peak in front of him. The peak seemed to be covered by thousands of years of ice and snow, and there was a small gurgling mountain around him. It looked a bit like the location of the sword tomb described in the scroll Zhou Yue gave him…
Mu Yang’s eyes moved slightly, and he slapped the vulture’s head again. The vulture landed in a daze. Mu Yang jumped off the vulture’s back and walked straight across the stream.
The vulture did not expect that the bug had left by itself, and quickly flew away, its wings flapping in a hurry.
Mu Yang walked into the mountain step by step.
The climate here was very cold, as if it had been frozen for countless years…The deeper you go inside, the lower the temperature, and gradually, his eyelashes and hair were covered with frost.
Mu Yang circled the mountain and found a cave entrance.
The entrance of the cave was dark, Mu Yang took out a night pearl from his sleeve, and the faint light illuminated the cave. He then walked in slowly. The entrance was not big but the inside was very spacious. The ground and walls of the cave were filled with all kinds of weapons, even the ground was full of weapons!
Mu Yang pondered slightly, this should be the sword tomb…
Inside the main hall of the Holy Palace, Elder Chi Feng watched this scene nervously.
Ever since Mu Yang landed here, his heart had been in his throat. Only he knew that the Lord had left his sword here.
Waiting for its destined person.
At the same time, Zhou Yue was also watching this scene. He was very anxious when he saw Mu Yang’s unfavorable appearance. He thought that if Mu Yang got nothing, he might have to find another way to find him a weapon. Who knew that this kid was calm and decisive. He unexpectedly found his way here by chance!
The other elders did not pay attention to Mu Yang at first. They all had their own optimistic seedlings and candidates. Even if someone glanced over at Mu Yang occasionally, they quickly looked away. The area where this boy landed was not very good, and his cultivation level was not high. They’re afraid it will end if he can’t even get out of the deserted cliff.
Until Mu Yang came to the sword tomb.
Everyone looked on in surprise. Isn’t his luck too good…
The sword tomb was originally an ancient battlefield of ancient immortals, so there were countless ancient cultivators’ magic weapons left behind, and they were later transferred to the holy mountain with supreme magical powers.
The elders all looked at Mu Yang curiously. Although there were treasures everywhere, whether they can be obtained depends on one’s strength and fate.
All of these magic weapons were extremely arrogant and looked down on a junior with such shallow cultivation…
The boy is lucky, but also unlucky.
The lucky thing is that he was here, but the unlucky thing is that they were afraid he wouldn’t be able to obtain a single piece of treasure.
Having said that, they still set their sights on Mu Yang, wanting to see which weapon this kid was going to choose…
The boy walked to a sword with a sapphire scabbard.
The elders held their breath. This is the sword of the ancient Qingling god, and it is said that it once belonged to a famous water cultivator!
But the boy didn’t take it. He looked around and walked away, and then stood in front of a long black sword.
The elders were getting more nervous. Don’t take this one! This was a sword used by a general of the Demon Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. The devilish energy on it is so strong that it might erode people’s spirit and wisdom. This child can never touch it!
The boy didn’t touch it, he turned and left, and suddenly kicked a string of beads. He looked down.
The elders just lifted it up again with a breath of relief, this is the God of Transformation Pearl! A top treasure; a single bead can create a body. It was equivalent to having more than a dozen lives. This kind of treasure is practical and not dangerous. Quickly take it!
But the boy didn’t take it. He left again.
Finally, he stood in front of a grey sword stuck in the ground and looked at it carefully, as if he was attracted…
The elders were heartbroken. Take the God Transformation Orb and sell it to us!
What kind of sword is this? They had never seen it before, and it was covered in a layer of thick dust. It was probably a low-level weapon that fell inside, after all, not all were leftovers from the ancient battlefield of the gods…
Only Elder Chi Feng held his breath.
But what surprised the elders was that the young man who had turned a blind eye to many spirit treasures before suddenly held the sword with his slender fingers that resembled white jade.
Elders: …Huh.
One second later.
Elders:…Ah! Ah ah ah ah ah–
They watched the young man pull out the sword with a gentle force, and the dust on the long sword fell away, revealing a crystal clear sword body like autumn water. At that moment, the sword body illuminated the entire sword tomb. Thousands of magical weapon began to tremble and whisper…
This, this is, what is this—
This is not–
Everyone looked back at the handsome man on the high seat in a daze.
Elder Chi Feng’s hand holding the whisk trembled.
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boy in the water curtain with deep eyes.
The elders finally came back to their senses and knelt down on the ground together: “Your honor.”
Zhou Yue knelt on the ground and his face paled.
Originally, he was afraid that other elders would snatch him, but now Mu Yang actually got the sword of His Excellency. But the question is…Why is his lord’s sword there? This is something he doesn’t know…
Xuan Yan glanced lightly across the crowd, and said: “From today on, he will be my disciple.”
Zhou Yue’s eyes were red that he almost cried. His apprentice had flown away like this! ! !
He can fight against other elders for three hundred rounds, but he doesn’t dare to make a peep in front of Xuan Yan. How terrible! My dear disciple, you and I have no apprenticeship fate after all, wuwuwu!
………………
Lin Ziran lay on the tree with his legs crossed. Enjoying the breeze, he slept comfortably and happily.
Until a loud noise woke him up.
Streams of light landed below the holy mountain, and these were all disciples sent out by the magic circle.
Some were seriously injured, some were intact, some looked awkward, some were in ecstasy, some were muddled…
Mu Yang was the last one to appear in the crowd. One of his sleeves was torn off. His hair was messy and looked a little embarrassed, but he was not injured. His eyes were still radiant and he held a long sword like an ice crystal in his hand.
Lin Ziran knew that this was Xuan Yan’s sword!
Mu Yang was the only one who could pull out this sword, because he was transformed by a wisp of soul fragments of Xuan Yan, so he was recognized by the Cleansing Sword and was able to inherit Xuan Yan’s inheritance.
Xuan Yan had lived from ancient times till now because his inheritance was so powerful and special that mortals cannot imitate at all.
The birth of Mu Yang’s was an unexpected turn of event. On the contrary, he was able to inherit Xuan Yan’s inheritance, which is also one of the reasons Xuan Yan took him in.
Xuan Yan really regarded him as his disciple.
Lin Ziran withdrew his thoughts and jumped down from the tree. Just as he was about to go to Mu Yang, he saw Xuan Yan and the elders walking over. He stopped and continued to hide in the crowd.
Now was not the time to show off.
Xuan Yan walked in front alone, while Elder Chi Feng bowed his head and followed behind respectfully…
Everyone present was shocked. Although they didn’t know Xuan Yan, it was Elder Chi Feng was of the holy palace! He is the most respected existence in the entire Chiyan Immortal Realm! Who can make him act so respectful?
Everyone held their breath and looked at Xuan Yan cautiously.
This person’s appearance was as beautiful as a god, which made people involuntarily surrender, but dare not look directly at him. They could not wait to crawl on the ground just from looking at him…
Lin Ziran also quietly glanced at Xuan Yan in the distance, this is truly a stunning beauty on earth! If Mu Yang was a cute little beauty, then Xuan Yan was a peerless beauty! No wonder Mu Yang was born so good-looking, it was hereditary…
The protagonist is so pleasing to the eye that Lin Ziran couldn’t help but look at him a few more times, and he started to dream about their poignant love…
Xuan Yan stopped directly in front of Mu Yang, his eyes faintly falling on the delicate young man.
This was a wisp of divine soul fragments scattered between the world and the earth. Although born from him, they were not related. They were merely of the same origin. The Sword had felt the familiar power of the source, and did not resist him when he drew it.
But whether he can go further, and whether he can truly be recognised by the sword ultimately depends on himself.
Xuan Yan said: “Come to see me in Shengxuan Hall tomorrow.”
After that, he turned and left, his white figure growing further
Seeing that he had finally left, Lin Ziran sighed in relief. He squeezed out of the crowd again, and came over to Mu Yang’s side.
He was gratified and said to Mu Yang: “It’s great that you are not injured.”
Mu Yang smiled slightly.
In the distance, Xuan Yan paused and turned his head.
After Lin Ziran finished speaking, he was ready to leave with Mu Yang. When he turned his head, he met the abyss-like eyes by coincidence. The darkness contained in them was like a boundless night, covering the whole world like an overwhelming sky…
His breath stagnated as he shuddered slightly. His scalp had turned numb and he dared not move.
T/n: They are of the same origin, does that mean they are the same person. Is this the legendary self-cest in the original story??
