Chapter 310 Irritability
Yang Xingchen couldn't understand why the senior sister was angry, so he steadied his staggering steps and couldn't help but raise his head and stand on tiptoe to look towards the top of the mountain.
The white tower looks extremely tall from close up, but from the foot of the mountain, it seems thinner than a finger.
Yang Xingchen looked at it for a long time and sighed.
He just thought that the senior sister was angry at him for not practicing hard enough, and he couldn't suppress his urge to show off.
Scratching his head and hesitating for a few moments, the poor junior brother sent out a bunch of sound transmission notes, turning down all the invitations. Then, regardless of his friends' doubts, he went straight back to the cave, intending to harden his heart and go into seclusion.
"When I have made some progress in my spiritual awareness, I will come back to see Senior Sister. By then, she will have calmed down, right?"
In fact, in just over a hundred years, he had advanced from the middle stage of the Golden Core to the late stage of the Golden Core. With a solid foundation and experienced in handling affairs, he was already a leader among his peers.
Ever since he made his mark in the joint competition of the Nine Sects and Eighteen Schools, he has heard a lot of flattery over the years, and it is inevitable that he has become a little restless.
After being mercilessly mocked by the senior sister and then thrown to the foot of the mountain by her without mercy, Yang Xingchen's heated brain cooled down. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and thought to himself, that was a close call!
The elders always said that spiritual practice is mostly about cultivating the mind, and since he is young and energetic, it is inevitable that his mind is unstable.
This is not good and needs to be changed!
Wei Wenxin had no idea what his junior fellow apprentice was thinking. He threw him down the mountain and was in a daze for a moment. He then realized that something was wrong with him!
She always does her own things and won't get angry if her junior fellow students don't come to help her build a house.
Immortal cultivators are all working hard towards their own path to immortality, and everyone has his own things to do.
To be honest, the interpersonal relationships between monks are not as frequent as those between mortals. She would never get angry when her relatives and friends did not come to visit her after something happened...
Is it because Junior Brother is different to her?
To be honest, she only raised him for a few years when he was a child, and when he was a little older, he could take care of himself. Although she needed to take care of him, it didn't take much effort.
There is no reason to have higher expectations of him just because of this.
Is it because I have been lonely for too long and I am particularly longing for family affection?
Or is it more than just family affection?
Love between a master and a disciple is a taboo. Even the Hehuan Sect, which is the most open-minded in terms of love, tends to be conservative in this regard.
However, there are many people from the same school who get married.
But she didn't have that kind of thought towards her junior fellow apprentice.
The sudden emergence of such emotions made her a little annoyed and a little confused.
I won’t bring it up for fear of misunderstanding.
Feeling upset and not wanting to see anyone, Wei Wenxin simply opened the Lingsi Peak formation and started to build the house.
After completing the construction of Lingcang's White Tower, all his ideas were realized one by one, and he even improved many details during the practice. Wei Wenxin started the work again, feeling quite happy and like a fish in water.
The jade-white walls without any cracks, the black tiles, the natural maze...
She was satisfied in every way.
The five courtyards are relatively scattered, with a unified style and are quite far away from each other.
The courtyards of the four disciples occupied the hillside of Lingsi Peak.
In order to treat everyone equally, Wei Wenxin built his own house the tallest, and the area of his apprentices' houses was much larger than that of his apprentices.
The pavilions, towers, bridges and flowing water are very beautiful.
There is also a large pond in the backyard. A spiritual spring has just been put into the pond. She exchanged it from the sect with her contribution points. The quality of the spring is much higher than the one on the mountain and it has the effect of enhancing the surrounding spiritual energy.
Ling Cang moved out, and the disciples didn't come in. The two plant elves basically wouldn't look for her unless they were summoned, and the Zhen family members would just do their own jobs when they had nothing to do.
Wei Wenxin finished repairing the house just in time to welcome the first autumn breeze.
There is neither the dryness of summer, nor the bleakness of late autumn nor the harshness of winter.
Just like her current mood, with a hint of sadness.
The bed was only half made, and the other furniture didn't even have a prototype, it was just a pile of round wood.
Wei Wenxin shook off the wood chips on his body, threw away the bed leg in his hand, and suddenly stood up.
[Ling Cang, do you want to go to Tianyin Sect? ]
[No, I want to stay at home, rest for a while, and decorate my cave. ]
Ling Cang is now a little afraid of going out.
What happened before made it unhappy, so it stubbornly refused its owner's request.
Wei Wenxin always respected its ideas, and would not force it when it refused.
[Except for the house, everything here is bare. I'm going to ask Jinxiu for help.]
[Well, go ahead! ]
After saying that, he lay down in his nest to bask in the sun and ignored her. Wei Wenxin sighed, summoned the Burning Heaven Sword, went down Lingsi Peak, and headed straight for the mountain gate.
On the way, she met her uncle and eldest senior brother. They had just returned from somewhere. Seeing that she looked depressed and was in a hurry, they hurriedly called her to stop.
"Junior sister, where are you going?"
Luo Chunshan began waving at her from a distance, and Wei Wenxin hurriedly landed on the flying sword.
"Greetings to Uncle Master! Greetings to Senior Brother!"
Wei Wenxin finally smiled. Seeing that Luo Chunshan had successfully transformed into a god, his eyes immediately lit up!
"Big Brother, when did you advance? Did you hold the Spiritual Transformation Ceremony? What was your Taoist name?"
For gifted children like them, breaking through to the Spiritual Transformation stage is only a matter of time. The specifications of the Spiritual Transformation ceremony are similar. What she cares most about is the Taoist name of the eldest senior brother.
Because he was the first Divine Transformation cultivator among this generation of true disciples, the generation name he was assigned was also related to Wei Wenxin.
Seeing the two juniors chatting, Taoist Qingxuan did not interrupt them. He just stood by and watched them with a smile.
Luo Chunshan smiled with his big white teeth, looking very cool and unrestrained:
"It's been more than seventy years. The Spiritual Transformation Ceremony is just like that. It's almost the same. As for my Taoist name, my master gave me the name 'Hongrui'!"
"Our generation is the Hong generation? Then what will I be called in the future?"
"Then you have to ask your master!"
Seeing Wei Wenxin frowning slightly, Luo Chunshan skipped the topic directly:
"I just came out of retreat when I heard that you were struck by lightning. I went to see you several times, but you didn't wake up. If the elders hadn't said that you were fine, I would have been so worried. So, when did you wake up? Why didn't you tell me?"
The generation names of the high-ranking cultivators of the Wanjian Sect are of no significance. They are only for the convenience of sect management and for the cultivators' travels outside.
The first disciple of this generation to advance to the stage of transformation into a spirit is called something, and the following junior brothers and sisters must call him the same.
When a disciple of their generation of cultivators advances to the stage of becoming a god, he will be given a new generation name.
If one advances too slowly, even though the disciples of his brothers and sisters of the same period have advanced, he is still stuck in the Nascent Soul stage. When he sees the younger generation, he can only bow respectfully.
If you are lucky enough to break through, your treatment will only be comparable to that of the next generation.
This is a sect that is very humane, but also extremely cruel.
The Qinghuan Realm does not care about the righteous or evil ways, and each sect has its own ecosystem.
Wei Wenxin learned that he would be of the "Hong" generation in the future, so he did not dwell on it. He followed the words of his senior brother and told him about his waking up:
"It's been several months. I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't tell anyone. When I woke up, I found that my little bamboo house was eaten by insects, so I simply rebuilt it. Now my house is bare. I plan to go to Tianyin Sect to ask my friend to help me decorate it."
"Then I'll have to visit you some other day."
Luo Chunshan knew that she was busy and didn't delay her.
Wei Wenxin was about to bow and leave when he saw his master take out a wooden box:
"When they heard that you were struck by lightning, your relatives and friends all came to see you. Here is the Tianfu Sect's apology, as well as the things your friends brought when they visited you. Take them and have a look. At least pass on the message and let them know that you are safe."
Communication in the Qinghuan Realm is inconvenient, and Wei Wenxin did not expect that so many people would come to visit him. He was a little dazed when he took the wooden box.
Seeing a book on the top of the box, he picked it up and flipped through it.
"This was sent to you by a cultivator named Mu Lingxiang from the Qingshen Sect. It's her new book that has just been released. I just went to the bookstore, and your uncle Qingying happened to be back from the Qingshen Sect. He was entrusted by Mu Lingxiang to bring it to you. Your uncle Qingying will be in seclusion to break through to the middle stage of the Spiritualization Stage, and he didn't know you had woken up. When you met me, he asked me to keep it for you."
Taoist Master Qingyuan has been missing for many years, but Taoist Master Qingxuan, her uncle, is the most suitable person to keep these things for her because he serves as the head of the sect and stays in the sect all year round.
Wei Wenxin thanked him solemnly, put the box away, and just held the book in his palm.
"Go quickly! Jinxiu is always thinking about you and brings you letters every year to say hello."
Wei Wenxin bowed again, bidding farewell to his uncle and senior brothers, then stepped on the Burning Sky Sword and continued to move towards the floating platform.
While flying, I couldn't help but take out the book and read it carefully.
The eldest senior sister is about to become a deity, what is a better Taoist name?
Generation name: Hong.
I feel like the more I write, the more real this world becomes in my mind. Sometimes I don’t even need to think about the plot, everyone will tell me what will happen to them next. It’s a wonderful feeling, hard to describe.
(End of this chapter)
