The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Sikong Qianluo also sighed and shook her head: "I don't know. I'm getting more and more curious. Who exactly are you?"

I heard from my senior brother Fansong that you are surrounded by celestial secrets and burdened with karmic debts, and are not an ordinary person.

"And even someone as powerful as my master, just by taking you as his disciple, actually triggered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao."

Xiao Se took a step back, hiding himself in the shadow of the eaves, his voice tinged with a hint of dazedness.

"It's not that I intentionally wanted to hide it, it's just that the trouble I'm in is a bit too much."

I don't understand anything about destiny, and I never believed in destiny before.

I just wanted to do something, something I had to do.

I also know that what I'm doing may not necessarily bring good results.

However, some things just have to be done by someone.

Sikong Qianluo was somewhat annoyed: "So you became a disciple just so your master wouldn't mind the trouble?"

Xiao Se did not deny this, his eyes flickered, and he still nodded honestly.

“That’s right, that was my thought before. But when I saw my master coughing up blood, I knew that I could never repay my master’s kindness in my lifetime.”

As Sikong Qianluo said, even someone as powerful as his master was injured and coughed up blood after taking him in. That was the blood of a true immortal!

He is desolate; what merit or ability does he possess?

Master Bai Xiaosheng said that his destiny was to be Yong'an King Xiao Chuhe.

He didn't believe in fate before; he only believed in himself.

But he knew that the people of Qingcheng Mountain believed in destiny and cultivated their destiny.

So Xiao Se believed it, and now he has no choice but to believe it.

Sikong Qianluo glared at Xiao Se and kicked him to the ground. Xiao Se did not dodge and took the kick. His brows were furrowed, but his eyes were clear and calm.

Chapter 69 Two Little Rabbits and Three Disciples

Sikong Qianluo and Xiao Se were dragged along by Li Fansong to sweep the mountain path.

Looking at the extra 36,000 steps, vast and endless, Li Fansong couldn't help but sigh.

"That's not right. It's clearly the two of you fighting each other, so why should I have to sweep the mountain path with you?"

I didn't do anything all morning, how could this have made my senior uncle angry? Could it be that I hung it up incorrectly last night?

Xiao Se was somewhat helpless, and he argued, "It wasn't a fight. I didn't lay a hand on anyone. I was just the one who got beaten up."

It's pretty embarrassing to admit.

I was being beaten by a girl. When was the last time I was beaten?

Oh, it's that bastard Wuxin.

In any case, that guy was the leader of the Outer Heavens and a genius like himself. So what if he hit him? He did fight back, though; he punched him a few times, so he didn't really suffer a loss.

But today, it's been going on from beginning to end.

Xiao Se knew he was in the wrong, so he naturally admitted it.

He asked guiltily, "Master, are you really alright? Or should I be expelled from the sect?"

Then he enjoyed treatment that was even more excessive than Lei Wujie's.

His master grabbed him and threw him into the sea of ​​clouds, where he was thrown very, very far away.

Although he possessed the best lightness skill in the world, this was his first time experiencing it.

When he was pulled back, his whole body was already soaked in the cloud mist, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The mountain is too high, and it's too cold at the top.

Then he heard his master say lazily, "What makes you think I'm injured?"

Xiao Se was taken aback: "But you vomited blood that day."

"Oh, this? You get used to it after a while."

Vomiting blood does not necessarily mean you are injured.

Xiao Se said he didn't understand, while Zhou Zhenhuan said you don't need to understand, go sweep the floor and warm up.

Zhou was actually not injured, but he felt it was a bit of a pity.

That day, with the help of the Peerless Sword Box, he cleaved the heavens with a single sword strike, which could be considered as having the right time and place to seize a ten percent of the prize.

Now that Xiao Se has become an apprentice, that 10% has been snatched back.

In Zhou Zhenhuan's opinion, it didn't matter, and he didn't plan to do anything against the heavens for the time being.

At this level of conflict, others may not understand, but he himself understands it best.

Sikong Qianluo patted her back, looking at Xiao Feixuan riding a lion, running up and down, then up and down again, and got angry.

"I'll accept being punished by sweeping the mountain path."

Why send this little thing to supervise us?

Okay, I'll accept that.

Why can he learn the Taiyi Lion Technique, but I can't?

Feixuan's little lion stopped and gave a serious explanation: "Female Martial Aunt, don't be discouraged. Although you can't learn it now, you may not be able to learn it in the future."

But you can't stop practicing just because you can't learn it yet. Look at my junior uncle, he hasn't mastered a single Taoist technique yet, but have you seen him slack off?

Female martial arts master? What kind of weird title is that?

Sikong Qianluo immediately flew into a rage, grabbing a broom and chasing Xiao Feixuan all over the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Se inexplicably felt much better.

"Is Master really alright?"

Li Fansong waved his hand: "Stop using talking as an excuse to be lazy, hurry up and scan."

Instead of worrying about our senior, we should worry about ourselves.

Trust me, if we don't finish sweeping today, we'll both get hung up and beaten.

Xiao Se shuddered as he recalled his morning's experience.

I, the dignified prince of Beili... What is the prince of Beili worth?!

There is now a prince from Beili who has been standing outside the Xiaoyao Palace for almost three hours.

On this Qingcheng Mountain, the identity of the Northern Li prince is not as useful as that of a mere Taoist priest.

Standing outside the Xiaoyao Palace was none other than his beloved younger brother, the Crimson King Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was very anxious because he had just received some news.

A very definite piece of news.

The Prince of Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe, formally became a disciple of the one he had chosen.

Zhou Zhenhuan's taking on disciples was not a particularly secretive matter, and of course, he never intended to hide it from anyone.

Although she claims to have three disciples, the eldest disciple, Sikong Qianluo, is the young lady of Snow Moon City and ranks among the top three on the beauty list. Even if people in the martial arts world have never met her, they have at least heard of her.

The second disciple, Lei Wujie, comes from the Lei family of the Thunderbolt Hall in Jiangnan. Well, he's unknown and I don't know him, but that's not important.

The important thing is that he is now a disciple of that carefree immortal, and with this identity alone, he will surely become famous throughout the martial arts world.

As for the third disciple, Xiao Se, he seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Lei Wujie was, after all, a member of the Lei family, but Xiao Se was someone no one had ever heard of.

However, Xiao Yu learned from the descriptions that this person was none other than the long-lost Prince Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe.

If this man hadn't been demoted from Tianqi to seek justice for the Prince of Langya, the position of Crown Prince would probably have already fallen to him.

It should be noted that although the Prince of Langya died, his influence in the court was no less than that of the current emperor.

Xiao Chuhe was cultivated by the Prince of Langya, so those who supported the Prince of Langya would naturally support Xiao Chuhe as well.

Xiao Yu even suspected that Xiao Chuhe was demoted not because he clamored to overturn the verdict against the Prince of Langya, but because the old man was also wary of him.

In the imperial family, there are no fathers and sons, let alone brothers.

Back then, the old man and the Prince of Langya were also close brothers, but what happened to them?

Therefore, Xiao Chuhe's appearance made Xiao Yu feel a strong sense of crisis.

In the past, he would never have taken a deposed and demoted sixth son seriously.

But it's different now.

He is now a disciple of the Immortal of Freedom.

That person, though just one, has already surpassed all the backgrounds in the world.

Before the carefree immortal, all background is illusory.

Especially after witnessing the strongman move the mountain, Xiao Yu deeply understood that this man was neither an enemy nor a worthy adversary.

So even though he stood there for three hours without drinking a drop of water or eating a single grain of rice, he still didn't complain at all.

Inside the Xiaoyao Palace, Zhou Zhenhuan lay in a hammock, Li Hanyi brewed tea beside him, while Zhao Yuzhen sat in front of a chessboard.

He placed a piece, and Zhou Zhenhuan didn't make a move either, so another piece was placed on the chessboard.

"Senior brother, tell me the truth, how is your body?"

When Brother Baili left, his face was frighteningly pale.

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and said, "He is about to break through to the Divine Ascension Realm, and his realm is unstable, so he will be more sensitive. You are also in the Divine Ascension Realm, so you should know that I am fine."

Zhao Yuzhen secretly rolled her eyes. "How could I know? I'd be a fool to say I knew."

Given your physical condition, who could possibly detect it?

However, when Zhou Zhen actually vomited blood that day, he did feel his mind shake, as if the sky had collapsed.

"Now I can rest assured."

Li Hanyi brought a cup of tea to Zhou Zhenhuan, who thanked her.

"You should go back to Snowmoon City."

Li Hanyi paused for a moment, then nodded: "It's time to go back. I'll leave Xiao Jie entirely in your care, Senior Brother."

Zhou Zhenhuan drank the tea in one gulp, and the cup floated up on its own and landed on the table.

"It's pointless to say such things among family."

Go back now, you won't have to wait long.

I had some matters to attend to, so I went to Snowmoon City myself.

Li Hanyi wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the meaning behind those words. After staying in Qingcheng for a few days, she also came to know her senior brother's character, so she didn't hesitate.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Zhou Zhen waved his hand and gave Zhao Yuzhen a wink. Zhao Yuzhen understood and smiled as she conceded defeat.

"Senior brother's chess skills are superb, far surpassing mine. I'm here to offer you some winter clothes."

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and nodded, his fingers lightly forming a hand seal.

Before Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen could react, they felt the world shift and the stars change. When they came to their senses, they found themselves in a secluded spot halfway up the mountain.

Zhao Yuzhen sighed, "Now I am certain that my senior brother was indeed not injured."

Chapter 70 Domineering Xiao Yu

"Junior Xiao Yu pays respects to Senior Xiaoyao Immortal!"

Crimson King Xiao Yu finally met Zhou Huanzhen.

Just as he was about to bow down, he felt an invisible force blocking him.

He looked up in astonishment and saw the incredibly handsome, carefree immortal, who waved his hand and said, "I don't like these things; they're too troublesome."

Since you're already here, please make yourself at home.