Bamboo Mound

A hint of surprise flashed across Master's face; he hadn't expected Ning Chang to ask such a question.

He thought about it for a moment and realized that he really didn't understand why the sound transmission talisman could transmit sound; he only knew that the sound transmission talisman could transmit sound.

"This... I haven't thought about why the transmission talisman can transmit sound. If you have any questions, you can go to the Huayu Sect to ask."

Ning Chang then realized that he only knew of the existence of the three sects, but not their specific details.

"Could it be that this sound transmission talisman was created by the Huayu Sect?"

He hadn't expected Ning Chang to have so many questions and was getting a little impatient, but then he thought that Ning Chang was his disciple after all, so he could only put up with it.

"No, it's because the Huayu Sect is skilled in talismanic arts, alchemy, and formations. Perhaps they have recorded the principles of the transmission talisman. Although our sect's scripture pavilion also has the method of drawing transmission talismans, it only has the drawing method and the usage method."

Each of the three sects has its own strengths: the Xuanshan Sect excels in body refinement and weapon crafting; the Huayu Sect, as mentioned earlier; and the Qingyun Sect specializes in cultivation techniques.

He paused, then said, "Is everything alright now? If it's alright, I remember you also mentioned a disc?"

“Uh…” Ning Chang paused for a moment, then took out the disc with many round pits and handed it to his master.

The master took the disc, looked it over, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"Did you find this on that person?"

Upon receiving Ning Chang's response, the master was also somewhat troubled: he couldn't figure out what the disc was, and could only suspect that it was some kind of array disc. Moreover, the sect leader was currently in seclusion, and the other old fogies probably didn't recognize this thing either, just like him.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Tomorrow I will ask someone from the Huayu Sect, and while I'm at it, I'll also ask you about the principles of the transmission talisman."

Then he put away the disc and hurried Ning Chang out.

Seeing this, Ning Chang hurriedly reminded him, "Master, the token!"

He then suddenly remembered the token he had just tossed into his spatial bag.

"What's wrong? Do you still need this token?"

Ning Chang cursed Old Deng in his heart and said, "Master, you still haven't told me what this token is all about. Is this a token from the Bloodthirsty Sect?"

The master was somewhat puzzled. "It is indeed a Bloodthirsty Sect token, but how do you know about the Bloodthirsty Sect, and how do you know this is a Bloodthirsty Sect token?"

"Elder Xie told me about the Bloodthirsty Sect before. The black-clad man who ambushed me used a blood-coagulating sword attack method. And Master, wasn't the Bloodthirsty Sect destroyed?"

He thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "They were indeed wiped out. Only the sect leader and a few others escaped, and their whereabouts are unknown."

Moreover, since then, there has been no further news of the Bloodthirsty Sect, but unexpectedly, their tokens and techniques have reappeared.

What he didn't say was that half a month ago, as soon as Ning Chang stepped out of his courtyard, he received a telepathic message that Chang Le City had been completely slaughtered using methods suspected to be those of the Bloodthirsty Sect, but no direct evidence had been found.

The token brought back by Ning Chang directly confirms the Bloodthirsty Sect's return.

Moreover, it happened to coincide with the time when the Qingyun Sect Master was in seclusion.

This gave him a headache, as they, as elders at the Fetal Heart Realm, had no chance of winning against the Bloodthirsty Sect Master.

"I hope nothing bad happens before the Three Sects Tournament," he prayed silently, but a sense of unease lingered in his mind.

He plans to contact the other two sects during the Three Sects Competition to discuss the matter.

Having achieved all his goals for coming up the mountain, Ning Chang lost interest in anything else. He bowed once and then went down the mountain back to his residence.

Back in the stone pavilion, Ning Chang sat down and gazed at the now-formed bamboo wall, lost in thought.

Without Ning Chang's instructions, Xiao Li dared not do anything about the bamboo that was beginning to spread into the courtyard.

"A bamboo grove...not bad, but it's a pity I probably won't be back for a long time."

When it comes to choosing leaves, he prefers bamboo leaves, not only because they have a certain degree of rigidity, but also because of an inexplicable attraction to him.

Now, he can directly control the decomposition of bamboo leaves. Once he receives the blessing technique his master mentioned, he will be almost complete.

"How should I spend today?" Ning Chang pondered as he picked out some good-looking bamboo leaves.

Before they knew it, it was noon, and the bamboo leaves had filled almost half of their storage bag!

But he still didn't know what to do. Realizing that he had enough bamboo leaves, he stopped picking them and returned to the pavilion.

Lying on the bench at the edge of the pavilion, I turned my head to look at the bamboo wall that was swaying incessantly in the wind, making a "whooshing" sound.

Amidst the swishing sound, his pupils gradually lost their luster, his consciousness slowly dissipated, and finally he fell silent, lying motionless on the spot.

........

Suddenly, a slightly stronger gust of wind blew by, carrying a cool sensation that swept over Ning Chang's entire body.

He then came to his senses, sat up, and rubbed his dry, sore eyes.

By this time, the sun was already setting in the west, and the shadow of the bamboo wall stretched long on the ground.

"It's almost evening already," Ning Chang thought to himself. "Now we don't have to wait any longer."

After pausing for a while, I returned to my room, lay on the bed, and tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep.

The next morning, Ning Chang was woken up by a knock on the door.

After getting dressed, I got up and opened the door, and my master's figure came into view.

"Disciple, it's time to set off."

"Hmm." Ning Chang nodded, yawned, scooped up a handful of water and casually wiped his face before following his master out the door.

After being taken to the square by his master, Ning Chang saw a group of people gradually arrive at the stone platform and stop, chatting in twos and threes.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Grand Elder, they all fell silent and awaited his actions.

The elder looked around and, finding everyone present, nodded and drew a sword.

The sword grew as it faced the wind, and soon it grew to be about the same size as the stone platform beneath its feet.

Ning Chang recognized it at a glance; it was the same one he had ridden when he first joined the sect.

Seeing the giant sword take shape, everyone voluntarily mounted it and gathered in the center.

Master lifted Ning Chang up again and placed him on the front of the giant sword. Then the giant sword began to rise, preparing to move forward.

At this moment, several more streaks of light flew over, revealing the other elders and their respective disciples.

A series of streams of light landed on the front of the giant sword, around the master.

Ning Chang glanced around and noticed that Wang Yan was among them. Just as he was about to go up and greet him, he remembered that there were several elders present.

He had no choice but to first bow to everyone, saying, "I would like to see you elders often."

This made the three elders who had rushed over smile with delight. "Old Duan, you've made a good choice in taking on this disciple, haha!"

The Grand Elder stroked his beard and said, "What, are you envious? I know it without you praising me!"

"What? Why isn't the second brother here this time?" Several elders chatted as they walked to the side.

Seeing this, Ning Chang turned around and came to Wang Yan's side, "Senior Brother, are you also going to participate in this Three Sects Grand Competition?"

Wang Yan also greeted him and replied, "No, Brother Ning Chang, you don't know this. I have already surpassed the realm stipulated in the Three Sects Grand Competition. This time, my master took me to observe and learn so that I could gain something."