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The Wuliang Sect, shrouded in mist, resembled a fairyland on earth. Its guest rooms were elegant and tranquil, permeated with a sense of tranquility. Jiang Qingwu, her robes fluttering like a pure and ethereal fairy, led Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng slowly through the winding corridors.

They arrived at a tranquil courtyard filled with lush bamboo. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, a beautiful melody of nature. The emerald green leaves, caught in the sunlight, sparkled like tiny jewels. The bamboo forest, like a green barrier, shielded them from the clamor and chaos of the outside world, adding a touch of vitality to the quiet afternoon.

"Rest here for a while. Senior Brother Li Qinglian and Senior Sister Lin Feixue will be back soon." Jiang Qingwu's voice was as gentle as a quiet spring in a valley, flowing slowly and soothingly. It seemed to possess a magical power, instantly purifying the souls of the newly arrived Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng, and their sorrow and sadness dissipated.

"Thank you, Junior Master." The two men whispered their thanks, their voices clear and sincere. Their eyes were filled with gratitude, as if they had seen the dawn of hope.

Su Chen slowly walked to the window and quietly gazed out at the bamboo forest. His eyes were filled with emotion, and his mind was filled with thoughts like a surging tide. He had never imagined that he would be able to enter a prestigious sect like the Wuliang Sect. He thought back to his lonely and helpless days. In those long years of his previous life, he had witnessed too much suffering and injustice, and his heart was filled with confusion and helplessness. But now, standing in front of the window of the Wuliang Sect's guest room, gazing at the lush green bamboo forest, he seemed to see his new future. His heart was filled with gratitude, feeling so lucky to have been given such a new opportunity...

He secretly said to himself, "I must work hard to cultivate and live up to this hard-earned opportunity. This will be a new starting point in my life. I must fight for my future and make myself stronger, so that I can live up to this destiny of seizing the good fortune of heaven and earth. As a Taoist cultivator in this life, he will definitely live a carefree life, taking pleasure in revenge!"

Mo Yunsheng sat quietly at the table, her small hands gently stroking the texture on the table. The texture was like a river of time, carrying countless stories. Her eyes revealed a complex emotion, both sadness for her grandfather's death and determination for the future. She understood that only by becoming stronger could she achieve this goal. She looked at the scenery outside the window and said silently in her heart: "I can't be immersed in sadness anymore. I want to face the future bravely like Su Chen. I must work hard to practice and become a strong person. Wuliang Sect is our hope. I must make a name for myself here and avenge my family. I can't let my grandfather's hard work go to waste."

She remembered how her grandfather struggled in Sujia Village to bring her and Su Chen away, and how he had to hide everywhere and overdraw his life force to barely escape the pursuit of the evil cultivators, but he managed to bring them to Wuliang Sect with one last breath, fighting for a new future for them... In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, and she and her grandfather had seen too much plundering while traveling around. If she hadn't had the Concealing Spirit Jade to conceal her aptitude, she would have died long ago and would not have lived to this day. She couldn't let her grandfather down!

At this moment, thousands of miles away, Li Qinglian and Lin Feixue, upon receiving the message from Shi Chenbai, immediately completed their tasks. Li Qinglian, dressed in an elegant, cyan robe, the hems fluttering gently in the breeze, looked as ethereal as if descended from a fairyland into the mortal realm. His eyes were bright and resolute, yet their gaze held a gentle warmth. He exuded an unparalleled, powerful aura.

Li Qinglian stood quietly on the top of a high mountain, gazing far into the distance at the location of the Wuliang Sect. He thought to himself, "I heard that two new disciples will be joining the Wuliang Sect. As an elder of Yaofeng, I shoulder the important task of cultivating outstanding successors for the sect. Besides, I really need a capable disciple to help with chores..."

Meanwhile, Lin Feixue, dressed in a light yellow, tight-fitting shorts, appeared exceptionally energetic and heroic. Her piercing eyes revealed an unwavering resolve and awe-inspiring majesty, intimidating to the very sight of her. Her lustrous black hair danced freely in the breeze. She gripped her sword tightly, its blade gleaming with a cold, chilling light, as if proclaiming her unwavering faith to the world.

Then, without hesitation, they took out their junior sister's improved teleportation talisman and chanted the incantation to activate the formation. In an instant, a bright light shone brightly, space twisted, and the two figures disappeared from their original position in the blink of an eye, successfully teleporting back to the Wuliang Sect.

Shi Chenbai led Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng into the main hall. The hall was majestic and imposing, its solemnity inspiring awe. The hall was magnificently decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, each detail revealing the passage of time and the vicissitudes of history, while also permeating an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The massive stone pillars, towering like towering heavens, were meticulously carved with a variety of mythical beasts. These beasts, each in their own distinct form, were vivid and lifelike, seemingly capable of breaking free from their restraints and soaring into the air. Brilliant sunlight poured through the skylights at the top of the hall, like a hail of golden arrows, illuminating the entire hall with a brilliant, shimmering light. Being within it felt like being bathed in holy light, evoking a sense of sacredness and inviolability.

At this time, Shi Chenbai's low and powerful voice sounded, his tone was steady and firm, revealing an unquestionable authority: "Elder Li Qinglian of Yaofeng ranks fourth in my generation, and Elder Lin Feixue of Law Hall ranks third. Today, the two of you need to choose one of these two elders as your teacher. Remember, for disciples of Wuliang Sect, choosing a master does not mean choosing the path of practice." His eyes slowly swept over Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng, his eyes full of expectations and encouragement.

Su Chen's eyes, like two blazing flames, were fixed on Li Qinglian, dressed in azure and ethereal in spirit. He seemed to penetrate Li Qinglian's elegant azure attire and sense within her aura, both gentle and powerful, awe-inspiring. Like the warm spring sun, that aura seeped deeply into his soul, imbuing him with an unprecedented sense of peace and comfort. With just one glance, Su Chen was certain that the person before him would become his lifelong mentor. In his innermost heart, Li Qinglian was like a towering, majestic mountain, inspiring both awe and endless yearning.

Su Chen bowed to Li Qinglian and said, "Disciple Su Chen bows to Master."

Li Qinglian was not surprised and just said, "You and I are destined to be together." As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them became master and disciple.

Elsewhere, Mo Yunsheng's gaze was equally captivated by the woman in the pale yellow shorts—Lin Feixue. Lin Feixue was slender and heroic, her every gesture radiating an unparalleled determination and majesty. She gazed at Lin Feixue, a surge of admiration welling in her heart. In her eyes, Lin Feixue resembled an invincible goddess of war, fearless and resolute. Mo Yunsheng resolutely resolved to closely follow this celestial being, emulating her rock-solid faith and unwavering courage, striving to carve out a bright future for herself in the turbulent and unpredictable world of Dongxu.

Mo Yunsheng bowed deeply and respectfully towards Lin Feixue, and then said in a firm and sincere tone: "Disciple Mo Yunsheng, I dare to petition to follow Master Lin. I beg you to accept me as your disciple!" His eyes revealed incomparable sincerity and desire.

Lin Feixue raised her eyebrows slightly, quite surprised by Mo Yunsheng's attitude. She hadn't expected her to be so frank and direct, without even a hint of pressure. Lin Feixue couldn't help but feel a liking for her, so she softly replied, "Okay."

Hearing this, Mo Yunsheng was stunned at first, clearly not expecting Lin Feixue to agree so easily. Then, an indescribable joy washed over her. She quickly bowed again, excitedly exclaiming, "Thank you, Master, for not looking down on my dullness! I am truly blessed to have your favor!" At that moment, his face was filled with a happy smile, as bright and dazzling as the sun.

Shi Chenbai, who had witnessed the entire process, also smiled with satisfaction. He gazed at the two energetic young men before him, secretly marveling at the marvels of fate. Under his witness, Mo Yunsheng and Su Chen officially became disciples of the Wuliang Sect, becoming the sect's 100th generation of disciples.

At that moment, both of them were filled with intense emotion. Their hearts were filled with excitement, as if a raging fire had ignited within them, blazing and surging. Now, they had their own warm haven—the Wuliang Sect. Here, they not only had teachers and mentors who were as loving as fathers, but also numerous like-minded fellow disciples and brothers. From now on, they were no longer rootless, but could cultivate and pursue the truth with peace of mind, pursuing a higher realm.

Feng Jingchen led Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng through the Wuliang Sect. The scenery within was picturesque and breathtaking. They passed through a sea of ​​flowers, each colorful blossom blooming and emitting a fragrant aroma. Butterflies fluttered among the blossoms, seemingly guiding them. Sunlight shimmered on the petals, shimmering with golden light in a dreamlike beauty. In the distance, rolling mountains, shrouded in mist, resembled a fairyland. A waterfall cascaded down the mountain like a galaxy, splashing and roaring.

Feng Jingchen's voice was gentle and detailed, as he introduced the sect's various rules and customs to the two. "In the Wuliang Sect, choosing a master based on your cultivation level doesn't necessarily mean choosing a path. You can seek out any of the senior apprentices who excel at something." His eyes were filled with anticipation and encouragement. He looked at Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng, as if he could see the future of the Wuliang Sect. "The sect's three meals a day will be provided by the Sishan Building. Normally, Senior Apprentice Pei is in charge of the cooking, but in his absence, the various senior apprentices rotate duties. Today, Junior Apprentice will be in charge, and she's specially prepared hot pot for you."

After previously addressing Feng Ci's concerns, Feng Jingchen emphasized the unique lifestyle of Wuliang Sect's inner disciples. "In Wuliang Sect, inner and outer disciples are managed separately. Inner disciples' daily lives emphasize self-sufficiency. From the big things like magic weapons, spiritual instruments, and talismans to the small things like food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even the ingredients for our meals, we all provide for ourselves. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors, and it's all part of our practice." His voice shone with pride and determination. He led Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng through fields planted with a variety of vegetables and grains. Sunlight streamed down the fields, and the lush green vegetables shimmered with the light of life.

Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng listened to Feng Jingchen's introduction, their understanding of the Wuliang Sect deepened. Their hearts were filled with curiosity and anticipation, as if they had opened a door to a new world. They looked at the surrounding scenery, their hearts filled with emotion. They knew they had arrived in a place full of hope and challenges, and they must strive hard to gain a foothold here.

When Feng Jingchen brought Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng to Sishan Restaurant, Zhongli Xiu, Feng Ci, and Lin Muci were already seated around the hot pot, enthusiastically enjoying their meal. Inside, the hot pot was filled with steam and aroma. The bubbling broth simmered, gurgling like a story of deliciousness. The alluring aroma filled the air, making everyone salivate.

"Junior Master! You have to love the young. Please let me have this piece of beef!" Zhongli Xiu was wearing a blue robe and had a handsome face, but his behavior at this moment was very contrasting.

"Senior brother! Let me go! I am Yu!" Feng Ci was dressed in white brocade clothes, with an elegant temperament, but he tried to argue for the piece of beef.

Lin Muci, dressed in a crimson long skirt, was fighting with Zhong Lixiu for the freshly cooked beef. She said coldly, "Respected elders, I am your junior uncle-master. I am younger than all of you! Why are you trying to act so high and mighty in front of me? I am determined to get this piece of beef!" After that, she used her Qi to freeze the chopsticks of both men, and snatched the piece of beef away in the blink of an eye!

"Junior Master is so awesome!" Lin Muci looked at Jiang Qingwu with sparkling eyes. It was because Junior Master's precise control over spiritual power was beyond the reach of any of them.

Feng Jingchen, along with Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng, had just arrived when they saw this scene. Accustomed to it, he leisurely introduced them: "This is your Second Senior Sister, Lin Muci; Third Senior Brother, Zhong Lixiu; and Fourth Senior Brother, Feng Ci." Feng Jingchen introduced them one by one. After Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng exchanged greetings, they joined the group for dinner.

"Knowing that new people are coming, I specially prepared the ingredients. Please enjoy them slowly, my two little disciples." Jiang Qingwu brought out a separate batch of hot pot dishes for the two of them, which included a wide variety of spiritual vegetables and meats.

"Thank you, Junior Master!" The two thanked him before picking up their chopsticks, picking up a piece of tender meat, and putting it in their mouths. The delicious taste of the hot pot quickly conquered them, and satisfied smiles appeared on their faces. Those smiles were like blooming flowers, brilliant and beautiful.

After the meal, the two were taught the secret techniques and sword skills of their respective masters, and were told to practice on their own before returning to the cave to rest at night.

Night, Yaofeng.

Su Chen followed Li Qinglian back to Yaofeng Peak. Clouds and mist shrouded the peak, creating a fairyland-like scene. The peak soared into the clouds, seemingly piercing the heavens. The trees within the mountain range were lush and vibrant. Birds sang cheerfully from the branches, as if welcoming their arrival. In a quiet alchemy room, Li Qinglian asked Su Chen if he had any understanding of his innate Dao body.

Su Chen's eyes darkened, and his voice deepened. "I... I don't know." His heart was filled with doubt and unease. He was curious about his own physique, but he didn't know where to start. He looked at Li Qinglian, hoping to get an answer from him.

Li Qinglian narrowed his eyes slightly. His voice was deep and powerful. "The innate Dao body is a constitution that can choose from any number of paths. It possesses great inclusiveness. But at the same time, it also possesses singularity. Once a path is chosen, it cannot be changed." His eyes revealed a profound wisdom. He looked at Su Chen as if he were looking at an uncut jade. He knew that Su Chen had enormous potential. With proper training, he would become a great man.

Su Chen listened to Li Qinglian's explanation, and how could he not understand? His heart was filled with shock and reflection. He knew that his future was full of challenges and opportunities. He had to choose his path carefully; once chosen, there was no turning back. He secretly made up his mind to cultivate well, to live up to Li Qinglian's expectations and to live up to his own destiny.

"Disciple...understood."