Chapter 22 Reunion

Yijian Peak is steep, with nine steps from bottom to top, five steps below the clouds and four steps above the clouds. There is only one sect mountain road in the entire Yijian Peak, which spirals up the mountain from the bottom to the top.

Huan Yin and his group of Wuliangmen disciples were led by three Yijianfeng disciples in front of them on the way to the second step, where their residence was. Ye Qingyou had already left with Xu Jian, and they were going to the fifth step, which was the main hall where the master of Yijian Peak was.

"Brother, are the guest rooms of our Yijian Peak all on the second step?" In front, a Wuliangmen disciple asked a Yijianfeng disciple who was leading the way in a flattering manner.

The Yijianfeng disciple was obviously not as polite as Xu Jian. He did not even turn his head and replied impatiently: "The second level is occupied by the outer disciples of Yijianfeng. The guest rooms are on the third level. However, the other four sects have already occupied all the rooms. There are still some rooms on the second level, so you are arranged to live on the second level."

The Wuliangmen disciple who asked the question seemed not to hear the impatience of the Yijianfeng disciple leading the way, and asked again: "What about the first level?"

"The first level is for menial work." He replied, and seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "If the rooms on the second level are also full, then some of the Wuliangmen fellows can only condescend to live on the first level."

Huan Yin heard the conversation between the two and felt a little indignant. How could the huge Yijianfeng fill up an entire level of rooms just because a few guest sects came to the martial arts competition? Yijianfeng is the largest sect in Yangzhou. If the other five sects were allowed to move in, I'm afraid it would not be impossible to accommodate them. Yijianfeng showed such a contemptuous attitude one after another when Wuliangmen arrived, which was really too much.

After climbing along the mountain path for a long time, everyone followed the leading Yijianfeng disciple to turn into a fork and walked on a road full of bamboo on both sides.

"What kind of bamboo is this? Why is it so strange? There are almost no leaves on the branches." A Wuliangmen disciple whispered.

Perhaps he heard the Wuliangmen disciple muttering to himself, and the Yijianfeng disciple who led the way turned around and said proudly: "This is called sword bamboo. Looking at the whole Jiuzhou, only Yijianfeng has this species. Sword bamboo is as straight as a sword and indestructible. Many disciples in our sect use this bamboo to forge swords. The swords are many times more powerful than those ordinary so-called immortal swords."

"There is a sword in my sect called Bamboo King, which is forged by this sword bamboo king." Another disciple echoed.

"I heard that Wuliangmen also has a sword pavilion, which specializes in sword forging and sword control, right, junior brother?" The first Yijianfeng disciple suddenly asked.

"Sword Pavilion? My Wuliangmen Sword Pavilion has been abandoned for a long time, how dare I mention it in front of the senior brothers of Yijianfeng."

"Yes, yes, the sword pavilion is all abandoned..."

"Junior brother, don't you think it's embarrassing!" Before the disciple just finished speaking, a Wuliangmen disciple next to him reminded him sternly. He lowered his head and said nothing more.

After walking for a while, everyone came to a big door with three words written on it: the second level. The Yijianfeng disciple who led the way walked forward and talked with the two disciples at the gate. At the end, he sneered a few times, as if talking about something interesting. Then, the Yijianfeng disciple who went up to talk stopped laughing and walked to the Wuliangmen people in a serious manner and said: "My fellow Wuliangmen, unfortunately, we are short of a room on the second level, so one of you has to live on the first level."

The first level is where the Yijianfeng servants live. You should know that the Wuliangmen disciples who come to participate in the martial arts competition are at least the best among the outer disciples. If they live with servants, it would be a loss of status.

The disciples of Wuliangmen looked at each other, and then walked together in groups of three or five, just like they did in the square in the gate at the beginning. Several Yijianfeng disciples stood aside, watching the performance of the Wuliangmen disciples as if they were watching a joke.

"A pile of scattered sand, no wonder they have fallen to the bottom." A Yijianfeng disciple whispered to his fellow disciples beside him.

Huan Yin sighed silently, and stepped forward to bow to the leading disciple of Yijian Peak: "Brother, I would like to live on the first level."

The leading disciple of Yijian Peak looked at Huan Yin who stood up with some surprise, and several Yijian Peak disciples beside him also looked at Huan Yin with admiration. Huan Yin's knowledge of the general situation helped the disciples of Wuliangmen to get out of trouble, which was much more important than Huan Yin's personal identity.

"Oh, why didn't you think of him? He should go." Suddenly, a voice came out from behind Huan Yin.

"Oh? Junior brother, why should he go?" The one who spoke was the Yijian Peak disciple in front of Huan Yin.

"Brother, you don't know, he is a waste, haha." The disciple who spoke felt that he seemed to have caught the opportunity to show off, and quickly answered.

"Waste?" The Yijian Peak disciple glanced at Huan Yin, and then said: "In my eyes, you are all the same, except him." Then he didn't care what the people of Wuliangmen said, and he led Huan Yin away.

The Yijianfeng disciple who led Huan Yin finally arranged a very good room for him, which was spacious and quiet. Huan Yin thanked the disciple who led the way, and then sat cross-legged on the bed to practice silently.

Tomorrow is the day of the martial arts competition, and Huan Yin must adjust himself to the best state. If he can break through the first level of Qi Condensation, it will be even better, then his combat power will leap to a completely different state from now.

"Knock, knock!" In the afternoon, there was a knock on Huan Yin's room, interrupting his practice.

"Brother, I am Wuyou, Ling'er and I are here to see you." Ye Wuyou's voice came from outside the door.

Huan Yin got out of bed with a look of surprise when he heard that it was Wu You. He had thought that he would see Wu You and Ling Er in the martial arts competition tomorrow.

Pushing open the door, two familiar faces came into Huan Yin's sight: "Wu You, Ling Er!" Huan Yin called out happily.

"Big Brother!" Wu You and Ling Er shouted in unison.

Huan Yin hadn't seen Wu You for many days, and Ling Er for almost a year. He carefully looked at his two best friends.

Wu You was wearing a white Taoist robe with a brown-yellow Bagua pattern printed on his chest, and a "Dan" character written in the same color on the cuffs. After not seeing each other for a while, Wu You looked more energetic, and his cultivation seemed to have improved.

Shen Ling was wearing a light yellow Taoist robe with a "Ling" character printed on the collar. Her eyes were still as big as before, a long braid hung behind her, a happy smile on her tender little face, and the whole person looked full of spirit. There was a purple mink lying on Shen Ling's left shoulder. When Huan Yin looked at it, it also looked at Huan Yin.

"Brother, it's called Zifeng, and it's my spiritual pet." Ling'er introduced happily.

"Hello, Zifeng." Huan Yin greeted Zifeng. Zifeng stood up from Shen Ling, and then nodded to Huan Yin, very politely.

Huan Yin looked at Shen Ling in surprise, and Shen Ling smiled and said, "Zifeng is very human, and his cultivation level is higher than mine."

Hearing Shen Ling say this, Huan Yin was even more surprised. He looked at Zifeng, and it seemed that he had cultivated, but he was only at the first level of Qi Condensation, and he couldn't see through Zifeng's cultivation.

"So this is a spiritual pet, incredible." Huan Yin thought silently in his heart.

"Come, let's go in." Huan Yin pulled his two companions into the house and sat down.

"Brother, look at Ling'er, isn't she getting more beautiful." Wuyou joked as soon as he sat down.

Before Huan Yin spoke, Shen Ling blushed and said, "Brother Wuyou, don't joke with me."

"Ling'er, are you doing well in Yinling Sect?" Huan Yin asked with concern.

"Brother, I'm fine. Thanks to you and Brother Wuyou who saved me, I am where I am today." Shen Ling stood up and bowed to Huan Yin.

"Brother is like a father. It was because of you that I was able to get out of Jingzhou." Wuyou also stood up and bowed to Huan Yin.

Huan Yin saw that the two of them were so serious, and hurriedly helped them up. Then he joked, "What's wrong with you two? Are you paying respects to your parents? You look so serious."

"Paying respects to your parents?" Wuyou repeated.

Shen Ling blushed and said, "Brother, you are also joking with Ling'er."

"Haha, I was shocked by your formation. By the way, Ling'er, what is your cultivation level now?" Huan Yin asked with a smile.

"Brother, I am now at the third level of Qi Condensation, and Zifeng is at the fourth level."

"Brother, I heard from Yinling Sect that Ling'er has a great talent for controlling spirits, and Yinling Sect has cultivated her a lot. Ling'er will definitely perform well in this martial arts competition." Wuyou echoed from the side.

"Brother Wuyou, don't flatter me. You are already at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. No matter how powerful I am, I can't be your opponent. Besides, you are the junior master in Yudan Dao."

"Junior master?" Huan Yin asked inexplicably.

"Brother, he was accepted as the last disciple by the elders of Yudan Dao. His seniority in Yudan Dao is the same as that of the sect master, and he is two generations higher than us." Shen Ling said eccentrically.

"Wuyou, you didn't even tell brother about this?" Huan Yin said with some blame.

Wuyou blushed and said, "Brother, no matter where I go or what position I hold, you are always my elder brother. Why should I bring this up? It will mess up the generations."

"Haha, okay. You two must perform well tomorrow. The three of us are going out together. I am the worst. You two must work hard."

Wuyou and Shen Ling saw that Huanyin's tone was a little lonely. Looking at Huanyin's cultivation level of the first level of Qi Condensation, they secretly sighed for their elder brother.

"Brother, there is a long way to go. This cultivation is not a matter of one day or one night. With your understanding, I believe I will definitely catch up in the future."

The three chatted for several hours until night fell, when Wuyou and Shen Ling left.

Huanyin sent the two away, thinking of the martial arts meeting tomorrow, and silently cheered himself up.

Suddenly, he thought of the milky white strange sword he found in the storage bag during the day, and with his spiritual power, he took out the sword...

Brothers gather together, and the climax is about to begin! Huan Yin is about to show his potential, please hold your breath and be prepared!