Chapter Thirty-Two: Pond and Land

g tree, it watches the ants that try to shake it.Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!Two guards firmly held the middle-aged scholar, who couldn't move or speak loudly."Jiao Wu!"But he...The Qingyun Pavilion's sect headquarters is located twenty miles east of Wenxi County, on a mountain that isn't particularly imposing.

Like other organizations on this land, Uphold the law and abide by the rules.

The scenery here is serene, with pavilions stretching as far as the eye can see. Although it cannot compare to the magnificence of Lingxiao Pavilion from afar, it possesses a unique charm of its own.

Unknowingly, Jiang Wang had already lived here for over half a month.

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Every day, besides practicing cultivation, I would follow Feng Ming around, strictly playing the role of his sidekick. I would help Feng Ming gain attention and never flaunt myself. Whenever something happened, I would proactively take the blame for him.

I wandered around the Qingyun Pavilion, up and down, but there was still no trace of the lost buildings of Yun Ding Xian Gong.

During this period, I participated in the Lantern Festival's blessed land challenge and ended up at the forty-ninth ranked Potchi Mountain.

The Jiantai platform wasn't a place for many battles. Even though he won every fight, he hadn't yet made it into the top 100 of the Nei Fu Jing.

I chat with Chong Xuan less often because he's diligently practicing and chasing time, leaving little room for idle chatter. There are no other significant events happening in Linzi; everything remains as usual.

I have sparred with Zuo Guangshu a few times. Without using divine abilities and sealing off my second inner palace, the outcome was a draw.

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All the white bone secret arts gained from burning the Underworld Candles were donated to the Evolved Dao Stage, earning over ten thousand Dharma points. However, it was still a considerable distance from the thirty thousand Dharma points needed to unlock the fourth level of the Evolved Dao Stage...

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All these things, scattered throughout time.

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But the most important purpose, Jiang Wang's one-minded effort to find back the lost buildings of Yunding Immortal Palace, has yet to be found.

Over the past month and a half, Feng Ming has visited every place he had access to. But he found nothing.

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Compared to Lingkong Dian and Yunxiao Ge, which were obtained easily, this Qingyun Ting has taken too much time.

Yong Guo was not a place to stay for long. Even cultivation here couldn't be done freely. After all, his current identity was just that of a Tenglong Realm disciple from the Xiyun Jianzong. He had to remain vigilant and never reveal strength beyond his cultivation level.

One has to find a way to get into the core sacred grounds, places like the sect's forbidden zone... Jiang Wang thought, silently pondering.

He is now officially a disciple of Qingyun Pavilion, listed on the wall of disciples. He has gained Feng Yue's attention and is close to Feng Ming. With his outstanding performance, in just over half a month, he has almost become a core disciple.

But this identity was still not enough to allow him free access to the core secrets of Qingyun Pavilion.

And for a very long time, his current status is as far as it goes. Without the lineage of the Feng and Chi meridians, the highest peak he could reach was the position of the only outsider sect master in the Qingyun Pavilion. That outsider sect master is still quite young...

Normal methods wouldn't work, and he didn't have the time to struggle over a mere Qingyun Pavilion. With that time, he could establish the Saint Tower and become a powerful figure outside the pavilion. Then, he could come back and forcefully take it, which might even be faster.

If you're considering taking such a risk, then you really need to carefully assess the capabilities of Qingyun Pavilion.

Fēng Míngzì, a disciple of a prestigious family, thought highly of himself. He believed his family was the best, but compared to the true powerhouses in Yōng country, Qingyún Pavilion was nothing special. It wasn't even worth mentioning.

If there were even one powerful divine being present at Qingyun Pavilion, they wouldn't be so servile to the Wei Ning Marquisate.

The head of Qingyun Pavilion is only at the peak of the outer courtyard, and Zong Shou Feng is only at the second realm of the outer courtyard. The other three guardians are impossible to surpass the outer courtyard. So at most, there are only five strong individuals from the outer courtyard in the entire Qingyun Pavilion.

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Judging from Feng Yue's proactive performance, there might be even fewer. Because he clearly has ambitions for the position of Sect Master, which indicates that his current cultivation level is not low among the high-ranking officials in Qingyun Pavilion.

Let's take the five powerful outsiders as an example. Once their tracks are exposed, will they be able to escape

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"Songhai!" A familiar, loving shout from afar forced Jiang Wang to temporarily put his thoughts on hold.

By the sound alone, one could tell who was coming.

Here are the four great families of Qingyun Pavilion, including Chi Lu.

Once upon a time, he discussed swordsmanship with fellow disciples of the Qingyun Pavilion.

To be taken seriously in a strange place, flattery alone is not enough. One must demonstrate their own value. Advising Feng Ming at the Weining Manor was a display, but all credit went to Feng Ming himself. Qing Yun Ting's worth to "Yu Song Hai" remained unknown.

So, when discussing swordsmanship, he deliberately displayed some insights, easily convincing the several disciples who were discussing with him, and earning their respect.

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But unexpectedly, the discussion reached the ears of Chi Lu Zong Shou, the guardian of the sect. It was said that his swordsmanship philosophy coincided with theirs, making him overjoyed and leading him to view Jiang Wang in a new light from then on.

"Sir Zong Shou," Jiang Wang greeted with a smile.

No matter how he felt inside, a disciple of Qingyun Pavilion couldn't help but show the utmost respect to the sect leader.

"Oh, I told you before, we are friends who transcend age, there's no need to be so formal!"

He was about fifty years old, often wore a long robe with wide sleeves that flowed in the wind. He had a carefree and unrestrained air, not very bound by etiquette or formality.

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Coming down the mountain, he grabbed Jiang Wang's hand and walked to the side: "About that sword technique from last time, let's study it together again."

Jiang Wang certainly didn't want to accompany him in researching sword styles. It wasn't that Chi Lu's swordsmanship was utter rubbish. On the contrary, this man's swordsmanship was extremely outstanding, with his own awareness and enlightenment. He even offered some inspiration to Jiang Wang's kendo.

But Jiang Wang couldn't fully display his understanding. He needed to constantly pay attention to his own "talent," controlling it within the bounds that would please Chi Lu and not surpass what Song Hai, his identity, was capable of. It was very difficult.

The more one is in front of a kendo master, the harder it is to hide.

Jiang Wang didn't want to hide any longer, but because of that careless remark about kendo, Li Lu had seen through his facade. He always tried to avoid confrontation.

"Feng Ming, senior brother, will probably still have something to ask me..." Jiang Wang said with a deliberate air of difficulty.

“It’s fine.” Chi Lu didn’t look back. “When I arrived just now, I had him attend to something. He won’t be able to disturb us in the short term.”

Ginger Wang: …

The relationship between the two branches of the Fengchi Clan is very strange. They are clearly rivals, but they are often very close as well. Perhaps this is due to years of intermarriage between the two branches.

For example, if Chi Lu casually assigned something to Feng Ming, Feng Ming would have to do it. It wasn't because of Chi Lu's status as a clan elder, but because he was Feng Ming's senior, and the two were truly related by blood.

There's no refusing, only facing it.

With all his might, Jiang Wang sparred with Chi Lu like walking on thin ice. After a while of discussing swordsmanship, he once again earned praise... Jiang Wang let out a long sigh of relief, feeling more exhausted than after sparring with someone.

"Your kendo talent is really good."

On the summit of his frequent haunt, Chi Lu admired Jiang Wang with great approbation, and said in admiration: "Although some places are not fully understood, it is merely limited by lineage and a narrow perspective. Your talent is undeniable, I have high hopes for your future."

"Master Zong Shou is too kind." Chi Lu repeatedly urged Jiang Wang to be more casual, but Jiang Wang always maintained his proper etiquette and deference.

"Your swordsmanship is truly awe-inspiring, I'm afraid that in this lifetime, it will be difficult to match even a fraction of your skill."

Chi Lu calmly smiled, clearly also very satisfied with his swordsmanship.

But with a sigh: "Alas, I have no sons. All my learning will be lost when I am gone!"

He was looking at Jiang Wang, his hints already extremely obvious.

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Want me to call you father again One sword and you'll be gone, do you believe me

He was feeling helpless inside, but on the surface he said: "Grand Tutor Zong Shou is at the peak of his life. If he truly wants to leave behind offspring, as long as he spends some time, ten or eight wouldn't be a problem."

“As cultivators, we devote our every waking moment to our practice. Where would we find the time for mundane family matters”

Chi Lu's face was solemn.

"Jiang Wang was putting on an act there, but he didn't want to waste any more time. He went straight to the point: "Song Hai, after this period of getting to know each other, we understand each other quite well. I intend to adopt you as my son. What do you say"

How can I express my feelings I suggest you bookmark this after reading it ( ), so it's more convenient to read next time. how to deal with him"In the biting wind, Du Ruhui's voice finally rose: "You don't need to worry about this anymore."Lin Zhengren let out a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face became even more...