Chapter 179.
“You guys are going to the door?”
Wang Chen was very surprised because this time Wei Xiong invited him to meet him, but it was actually a parting.
Wei Xiong and Wei Lian looked at each other, and the siblings nodded in unison.
Actually, to be precise, it wasn’t that the two were going to the door.
Rather, they were about to follow Xie Yaoxiu of the Xie Clan and head to the Nine Yue Sect to cultivate together.
It was also the door-to-door of the Yunyang Sect!
It was said that Xie Yaoxiu, who possessed a superb talent, had been selected by the Jiuyue Sect as a Seed of True Transmission a long time ago.
Once the aperture was broken and the house opened, she would immediately be promoted to the door!
As a matter of fact, the Xie family has its own connections and roots in the Jiuyue Sect.
Last year’s human hunting case had been such a big deal that many Purple Mansion families had been involved, resulting in a great deal of damage to their vitality.
It was not without reason that the Xie family was only injured a little!
And as Xie Yaoxiu’s maid, this newly promoted Purple Mansion gave Wei Lian two options.
One was for Xie Yaoxiu to introduce Wei Lian to the inner sect of the Yunyang Sect, and the master-servant relationship between the two would end there.
The other was to follow her to the Jiuyue Sect.
Wei Lian chose the second.
After entering the Xie family, Wei Lian received a lot of care from Xie Yaoxiu.
The two were called master and servant, but they were actually like sisters.
Xie Yaoxiu loved Wei Lian and treated her as the closest person by her side.
This time to go to 100,000 miles away from the nine Yuemen cultivation, the power is huge nine Yuemen internal extremely complex, the first time Xie Yaoxiu need to have a trustworthy person to accompany.
Wei Lian couldn’t refuse her invitation for reasons of sentiment and reason.
Moreover, Xie Yaoxiu also promised that after joining the Nine Mountains Sect, she would find a way to find pills for Wei Xiong to reshape his roots and bones.
Allowing Wei Xiong to step into the Dao as well!
Therefore, the two siblings unanimously decided to follow Xie Yaoxiu and entrusted their lives to the latter.
“Brother Wei, Sister Wei Lian.”
Understanding the causes and consequences, Wang Chen was sincerely happy for the two of them, “Congratulations!”
The Jiuyue Sect was a famous sect in the Mountain and Sea Realm, with nearly ten thousand years of Taoist inheritance, and possessing two YuanYing True Immortals, three hundred Jindan real people and thousands of Zifu cultivators.
Moreover, the Jiuyue Sect had numerous subordinate sects, and the Yunyang Sect was only one of them.
It was said that the Jiuyue Sect also had a main sect in the upper realm!
For Xie Yaoxiu to be able to advance straight to the door of this sect was a step to heaven, and her future achievements were limitless.
Wei Xiong and Wei Lian siblings as mortals, can follow Xie Yaoxiu to go to the Nine Mountains Sect, but also two people’s chance has arrived.
It was just that with this departure, I’m afraid that it would be very difficult for Wang Chen and them to have the opportunity to meet again.
With Wei Xiong’s heroic temperament, he was also a bit gloomy at the moment.
Wei Lian was even more so.
Wang Dust smiled, “Brother Wei, Sister Wei Lian, it’s already a great destiny for us to meet each other.”
“As long as there is fate, there will come a time when we will be reunited!”
“That’s right!”
Wei Xiong laughed out loud, “Fate cannot be sought, I was the one who was caught off guard.”
He carried over the wine altar and poured a bowl full for Wang Chen, himself and Wei Lian, “Let’s not get drunk today!”
At this parting feast, Wang Chen and Wei Xiong both finished off the entire ten altars of spirit wine.
Even Wei Lian drank several bowls with them.
Her pretty face was flushed with tears.
She wanted to say something else.
It was just that there was no feast that would not end.
And even more wine.
Nor could it dispel the sorrow of parting.
When Wang Chen returned to his home with seven points of drunkenness.
Lying on the reclining chair in the front yard, he fished out a fragrant pouch woven with five-colored brocade silk from his sleeve.
This was something Wei Lian had secretly slipped to him when he parted ways with Wei Xiong’s siblings.
The weaving technique of the scent bag was very ordinary, and the embroidery on it was not exquisite.
But it must have been hand-stitched by Wei Lian.
Wang Chen found a peace talisman inside.
The peace talisman was not a real talisman, it was only used to send blessings and did not have any practical effect.
He solemnly put away the scented pouch and the peace talisman.
Looking up at the dots of stars in the night sky, Wang Chen suddenly felt unprecedented loneliness.
“Eeeee~”
It was at this time that a furry little fellow burrowed into his arms.
Touching the cute and well-behaved Yuan Yuan, Wang Chen couldn’t help but smile.
A trace of parting sadness was suddenly gone!
The familiar people were gone.
Life had to go on as usual.
Wang Chuan quickly rededicated himself to his daily cultivation, still living a busy and fulfilling life.
Strangely enough, Xie Yaoxiu’s promotion to the door did not cause any ripples in the Yunyang Sect.
When he went to the Sunset Peak Dojo for classes, he didn’t hear anyone else talk about it.
It was as if this true disciple, who was extremely popular in the Yunyang Sect, had long since become a thing of the past.
Disappearing from everyone’s memories.
Not only that, the ten newly promoted True Transmission disciples such as Zhao Huai’an, Xiao Hongyi, Lin Feng, Ye Junhao, Qin Ge, and so on, who had made a big splash at the Nine Peaks Dojo, were also missing from the rumor mill.
Wang Chen always felt that something wasn’t right, but he couldn’t think of a reason.
He could only pretend not to know.
In the blink of an eye, it was the height of summer, and on this day, Wang Dust once again came to the Peach Blossom Valley.
At this time the peach trees in the valley have already borne fruit, a green and white dyed red, looking very attractive.
Bowing and bowing to Changchun, Wang Chuan pinched his hand on his sword and urged his magic power.
Clang!
The Fire Crow Sword was steeply sheathed.
A streak of sword awnings instantly shot straight up into the sky!
Wang Chuan was fully focused on his flying sword as he practiced the nine basic sword arts.
He didn’t know how many times he had practiced the nine moves and nine forms of the Imperial Sword Art, and had long since reached the point of pure perfection.
Even if he closed his eyes, he could still present them perfectly!
However, Wang Chen did not let this produce the slightest bit of slackness.
He used his intent as a guide, using his spirit to control the sword, controlling the Fire Crow Sword to travel back and forth across the sky above the valley.
The brilliant sword awnings stirred in all directions!
Half a moment later, the flying sword returned to its sheath, and Wang Chen once again saluted Changchun, “Please correct me, Master.”
“Not bad.”
Changchun, who was sitting on top of the rock, revealed a pleased smile, “Your sword, it has momentum.”
Compared to Wang Chen from a few months ago, with the same sword control technique, the realm was already incomparable.
His careful teaching had not been in vain!
“Next, you can learn the real flying sword sword art.”
Changchun said, “Let’s learn Running Thunder first.”
Without waiting for Wang Chen to reply, he continued, “I know you can’t take five thousand spirit stones, that’s fine, if you go to the Black Wind Cliff and fetch me a hundred pounds of Spirit Nectar and come back, I’ll pass on the Running Thunder Sword Technique to you.”
“But there is a condition, you must take it with your sword, otherwise even more spirit nectar is useless!”
Wang Chen froze and immediately replied, “I will do my best!”
Of course he could understand what Changchun meant.
Taking it with the sword meant that the sword should be used to obtain the Spiritual Nectar, not other magical means.
Changchun was actually giving Wang Chen a trial mission.
To test his sword dao!
Such a task, Wang Chen couldn’t possibly refuse no matter what.
Otherwise, why would he learn the sword?
“Go.”
Changchun waved his hand, “Whenever you come back with honey, I will pass on your sword skills.”
He closed his eyes, and his entire being seemed to merge with the surrounding heaven and earth.
There was no distinction between them.
Wang Chen respectfully saluted, then left the Peach Blossom Small Valley.