Chapter 295 Three years and three years and three years!
Chapter 295: Three Years and Three More Years, Three Years and Three More Years!
A few days later.
Wang Xiu walked out of the house.
“Wang!”
Amazing Ji was lying on her back at the doorway, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly climbed up.
Looking at Wang Xiu, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.
In her eyes, her master had become a little different from before.
Although it was still as good looking.
But there was always a feeling that something wasn’t quite the same.
It’s like an aura.
And like that pair of eyes, become deeper, like an abyss, people do not dare to look at them, look at it for a long time will sink into.
Wang Xiu touched Amazing Ji’s head.
Walked out of the courtyard.
From afar, he heard a burst of clamor.
Today’s Spirit Turtle Peak was even more lively than the previous days.
The news of Wang Xiu’s return had spread.
Many Immortal Sects in the Southern Region had made moves and sent their respective emissaries to visit.
It was only because Wang Xiu had been in seclusion.
Therefore, they were unable to see him.
Not only that, many young and tender faces had appeared in the Three Clear Immortal Sect.
These few days coincided with the Three Clear Immortal Sect’s Recruitment Conference that was held every three years.
Thousands of new disciples who had been screened out through heavy examinations were surveying the surrounding immortal peaks, clouds and mist with longing and excitement.
……
“Grandpa, Grandma, I’ve finally fulfilled your dying wish to be admitted to the Three Clear Immortal Sect!”
“Wooooooo …… It’s really worthy of being the Three Clear Immortal Sect, the air contains a unique immortal aura!”
“Where’s the Gua Vein? Where is the flag of the Gua Vein? I want to enter the Gua Vein!”
“Same request! I’m here for the Holy Son, I must enter the Gua Vein!”
“You guys want to eat shit? The Gua Vein hasn’t recruited a new disciple for sixty whole years since the disappearance of the Three Ching Saint Son!”
“But, didn’t they say that the Saint Son has returned?”
“Even if the Saint Son has really returned, is it possible that you guys still want to worship under the Saint Son?”
“It’s not that there isn’t such a possibility… Before I came here, my old family’s ancestral grave was on fire, not smoldering, it was on fire! I think it’s auspicious!”
“……”
……
These new disciples were talking, their eyes were ripped to the ground, and they froze without seeing the flag of the Gua Vein.
They couldn’t help but show a look of disappointment.
“It seems to be true, the Gua Vein is still not open this year!”
“Alas, I heard my grandmother say that she had seen the Three Qing Sacred Son once when she was young, but he was handsome and looked like an immortal descending from the earth! I wonder if we can see his old man this time?”
“Your grandmother? Seen the Three Pristine Saints? Alive?”
“That’s natural, it’s said that decades ago, when the Demon Clan invaded and the entire Vermilion Bird City was about to fall, it was the Three Clear Sage Son who saved the day, my grandmother was saved by him personally, she was even hugged by the Three Clear Sage Son!”
[Ding]
[Detected someone bragging in the neighborhood, congratulations to the host for gaining +1 mana!
“Wow–“
There was a cacophony of discussion, and the screams of teenagers and young boys rose and fell in astonishment.
Wang Xiu passed by the side.
Originally, he did not intend to startle anyone, just taking a look.
When he heard such content, he stumbled on his feet.
He rubbed his nose and looked at the young girl who had spoken.
The powerful divine soul caused his memory to be amazing.
Even if it was something that happened decades ago, with a little bit of recall, he was able to recall all the details.
In that battle back then, he had saved quite a few people.
Among them, there was a woman whose appearance was indeed a bit similar to this young girl’s eyebrows.
However, it appeared that the two didn’t have much interaction back then.
At most, they had just casually sent that young girl out of the danger zone.
How did the rumor spread like this?
Wang Xiu cried and laughed, but did not say anything more.
After watching in the dark for a few moments.
Then he turned around and left.
……
Halfway up the mountainside clouds covered the fog.
The ancient pavilion is clear and quiet.
The intermittent sound of the zither is soothing.
Wang Xiu walked slowly and looked at the delicate figure sitting on the zither, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, “After knowing each other for so many years, I actually didn’t know that Senior Sister Xiao was also proficient in a handful of zither skills, it’s really a sin!”
Xiao Qingyu was slightly surprised and turned around, “Senior Brother Wang Xiu, you’re out of the gate!”
Wang Xiu nodded.
Xiao Qingyu explained, “It’s just playing in my spare time to vent some bitterness, it’s not on the stage!”
Wang Xiu sized up the woman’s face, still absolutely beautiful and touching, the skin can be broken, just like a twenty-something year old girl, and when we first met, exactly the same.
Just more mature, more majestic.
That pair of delicate shoulders, more a pair of incomparably heavy burden.
Wang Xiu said seriously, “These years, senior sister has worked hard!”
Xiao Qingyu was slightly stunned, then she understood what Wang Xiu meant, and pretended to be relaxed, “Alas, what can be done? Since I promised you in the beginning, and later promised my master, I can only do it to the end, but it’s nothing! Anyway, these things, I have long since gotten used to doing them!”
Wang Xiu proposed, “Why don’t I play a song for senior sister? Relax and unwind for senior sister!”
Xiao Qingyu arched her eyebrows, “Yo, senior brother has really grown up and knows that he cares for senior sister? Alright, then senior sister will enjoy herself today!”
Wang Xiu sat down in front of the zither.
Xiao Qingyu sat on the stone bench on the side, leaning against the pillar, resting her cheeks on one hand, staring at Wang Xiu.
Everything was quiet.
The sound of the wind was brisk.
Rolling through the pine forests, one pine wave after another.
It’s like a prelude to the best.
The sound of the piano soon sounded, very melodious, tinkling, like a brook and clear spring, soothing.
When it was said to be relaxing, it was relaxing.
Wang Xiu didn’t play any Transition Immortal Songs, it couldn’t be used.
But with his zither skill attainment, even if he just played a handful of ordinary tranquilizing ditties, it would have an almost dao-like effect.
Ancient Pavilion.
Pine waves.
The breeze.
A man and a woman.
Forming an incomparably beautiful and quiet picture.
The song falls.
Wang Xiu’s soft snoring came from his ears.
Xiao Qingyu had actually fallen asleep against the pillar.
His brows were slightly locked.
It was as if she had thought of troubling things in her dreams as well.
From time to time, he muttered, looking cute in a few ways.
In the eyes of outsiders, the very majestic, atmospheric and dignified Three Clear Immortal Sect’s Acting Sectmaster was actually nothing more than a young girl.
Wang Xiu looked at Xiao Qingyu’s face, and a few moments of pity surfaced in his eyes.
The big Three Qing Immortal Sect, such a big burden.
It then fell on her shoulders.
There were always people who thought that cultivators rarely slept, and that meditating would be a substitute.
In truth, this was not the case.
When the situation permits, many practitioners wish to rest by sleeping normally.
Because when you meditate, your mind is clear and you should still think about things.
Sleeping can forget a lot of worries.
Provided one doesn’t have nightmares.
Wang Xiu did not say anything, and his hands once again fell on the zither.
A more calming and melodious tune rang out.
Faint rays of light flew in from all directions, as if it were a clear breeze, sweeping over the pine waves, over the clouds, over the lonely cliffs, and landing on Xiao Qingyu’s body.
Those rays of light were incomparably peaceful and calming, as if they could forget all unpleasant things.
Xiao Qingyu’s brows gradually relaxed. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up in an arc.
A sweet smile was revealed.
For a long time.
The sound of the piano stopped.
Wang Xiu glanced at Xiao Qingyu, raised his hand to lay down a soundproof barrier, got up, and walked towards the outside of the pavilion.
Turning around a defile.
A green-clothed elder was waiting respectfully.
He was a little surprised to see Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu said, “Elder Zhou? What’s the matter?”
Elder Zhou said, “On the Dao Seeking Peak, a new disciple is causing trouble, and I was about to report it to the Acting Sect Leader!”
Wang Xiu said, “She’s resting!”
Elder Zhou froze when he heard this, and then a second look of understanding appeared on his face, “It’s fine, it’s fine, since you’re here, it’s just as well to talk to you, Saint Son, about this!”
Wang Xiu knew that this elder must have misunderstood something, but did not explain and said, “What’s wrong?”
Elder Zhou said, “It’s just that a newly enrolled disciple, clamoring, must join your Gua Vein!”
Wang Xiu frowned and said, “This kind of thing, do you still need to come and ask for instructions?”
As far as he knew, since the battle in the East Sea back then.
The Three Clear Immortal Sect had recruited every single recruitment meeting.
The new disciples who wanted to join the Gua Vein had taken up more than 80% of the new disciples in the previous years.
All of the younger generation viewed Wang Xiu as an idol in their hearts.
Naturally, they wanted to join the Gua Vein.
After so many years, the elders and deacons of the Dao Seeking Peak should be comfortable handling this type of matter, so why did they still need to come and ask for instructions?
Elder Zhou wore a bitter smile, “This disciple’s situation, is somewhat special!”
He recounted in detail.
Wang Xiu Cai understood the causes and consequences.
Original.
That disciple named Zhang Wan, at the age of seven, had followed a loose cultivator to enroll in the recruitment test of the Three Clear Immortal Sect.
Her talent was extremely good, and the test over at the Dao Seeking Peak said that it was an Extreme Spiritual Root.
After passing the test, she clearly stated that she wanted to join the Gua Vein.
After being rejected, she gave up that chance to be initiated.
Waiting for three years later.
Take the test again.
Pass and still want to join the Gua Vein.
Still rejected.
She was determined and continued to opt out.
Waiting for the next test.
“This is already the third time she has come, if she still leaves this time, she will never have the chance to enter my Three Clear Immortal Sect again!”
Elder Zhou sighed.
It was clearly written in the recruitment requirements of the Three Clear Immortal Sect.
The age must be between 3-17 years old.
If you are too young, you won’t be able to do anything even if you join the mountain gate, and no one will be free to bring up your children.
And if you’re too old, your roots and bones will gradually set, and you’ll miss the best time to refine your qi.
As a matter of fact, the major caves and paradises will not recruit disciples above the age of fourteen, because even if they succeed in joining the mountain gate, their future achievements will be limited.
Unless the talent is extremely high, there will be exceptions.
Otherwise, even if they passed the examination, they would often just be an outer disciple for a few decades, and then they would be sent down to other cities under the mountain to spend their lives in a mediocre manner.
As for seventeen years old, that was the bottom line.
Elder Zhou is a talent hunter, determining that Zhang Wan is extremely talented, and it would be a shame to waste her talent like this.
So he came to ask Xiao Qingyu for a countermeasure.
After hearing this, Wang Xiu inquired, “Did you guys not tell her that Spirit Turtle Peak doesn’t have any masters at all right now, and that even if she joined Spirit Turtle Peak, no one would teach her to cultivate and pass on her arts?”
Elder Zhou sighed, “Why didn’t you say that? It was said long ago, but she said that when you were young, Saint Son, you also practiced alone, and even though you had a master, it was no different from not having one……. If you can, she will definitely be able to as well!”
The corners of Wang Xiu’s mouth twitched slightly.
This, is his own fanatic fan ah?
The problem is, he himself is hung ah!
Those who are like me live, those who learn from me die!
Young people have to learn to be good ah!
Elder Zhou suddenly gave a start, carefully glanced at Wang Xiu, and tentatively asked, “Why don’t you go see her, Saint Son? I see that child is quite persistent, if you are satisfied ……”
He had not finished his words.
But the meaning was already obvious.
Wang Xiu certainly had no intention of taking on a disciple.
After all, he wouldn’t stay in the Cang Yuan Realm for long and would leave before the passageway to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands closed.
Wouldn’t it be a mistake to accept a disciple?
However, looking at Elder Zhou’s eager eyes, he didn’t reject it outright, but said, “Elder Zhou, you go first, I’ll go over later!”
Upon hearing this, Elder Zhou’s eyes were filled with surprise as he nodded his head repeatedly, “Eh! Good! Good good good!”
As the words fell, he finished his salute and hurriedly left.
Wang Xiu turned around, Xiao Qingyu was standing under a pine tree, her skirt fluttering slightly, clear and beautiful.
Wang Xiu said, “Senior sister, you’re awake? How is it, are you still tired?”
Xiao Qingyu revealed a charming smile, “It’s been a long time since I was this comfortable, I don’t feel tired at all now!”
Wang Xiu lightly laughed.
Xiao Qingyu looked in the direction that Elder Zhou had left and said, “That little girl that Elder Zhou was talking about, I know! She took the test three times and passed it three times …… almost almost ten years ago, I originally thought that a small child’s mind, it won’t take long for her to recognize reality, now it seems …… that I underestimated her persistence!”
Wang Xiu was slightly silent.
Ten years, enough time to change too much.
Especially for cultivators.
For cultivators with good talent, ten years was enough to build a foundation, and become an immortal elder that countless people looked up to from a mortal.
Now it’s just wasted like this, it’s a pity for anyone who looks at it.
No wonder that Elder Zhou was willing to make a special trip to find Xiao Qingyu for her sake.
Xiao Qingyu looked at Wang Xiu and laughed daintily, “It’s still my senior brother who has a lot of charisma! Back then it was like this, the holy maidens and demonesses of all the great fairy gates surrounded you, I didn’t expect that if you don’t walk in the cultivation world for sixty years, there are still teenage girls who are crazy about you …… tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!”
Wang Xiu laughed bitterly, “Senior sister, don’t tease me!”
Xiao Qingyu covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her towering breasts trembling slightly, bright and colorful, saying, “Alright! Don’t fool around with you …… go look at it, no matter what, since you happen to be in, then give people a little girl an answer, ten years …… is not easy!”
Wang Xiu nodded.
Then he turned around and left, heading towards the Dao Seeking Peak.
……
“Elder Zhou, are you serious? The Holy Son is willing to see me?”
Inside the great hall.
A young girl with short hair, clear eyebrows, a tall and full figure, and quite a bit of Ying Qi opened her eyes wide and said with a face full of surprise.
Elder Zhou nodded his head with a smile and said, ”Yes, the Holy Son himself said that there would be no mistake! You silly girl, silly people have silly blessings!”
To the side.
Many deacons, elders, and many new disciples of Dao Seeking Peak looked at Zhang Wan, revealing shocked envious looks.
This girl, did her ancestors’ graves really go up in smoke?
To have the Three Clear Sacred Son make a special trip just for her?
To know.
Even for them, the deacons and elders of the Three Ching Immortal Sect, it’s hard as hell to see the Holy Son.
Not to mention now.
Even back then, when the Saint Son hadn’t disappeared, it was already like this.
What kind of blessing is this?
“I’ll go, what kind of great luck is this?”
“Oooh, O Holy Son of the Three Purities, my dream man, I’m finally going to see it!”
“Why are you so excited? It’s not like he’s here to meet you!”
“You don’t care, as long as I can see him once, whether he’s here to see me or not, I’m happy ……”
“……”
Those young disciples were even more so that their eyes were all red, itching to immediately replace the young girl.
The young girl named Zhang Wan was even so excited that her face turned red.
Her towering breasts continued to rise and fall.
Both fists were clenched tightly.
The heartbeat was pounding, amazingly fast, as if it could pop out of the throat at any time.
“Three years and three years, three years and three years, I finally …… waited!”
Right at this moment.
A voice came from outside the hall.
“The Holy Son has arrived!”
(End of chapter)