Chapter 6: Yunmeng Mountain, Tianmen Sect
At the age of twenty-six, a somewhat awkward age, she is neither a mature woman with a husband and children nor a youthful maiden, especially in her company where most of her colleagues are beautiful young women who have just graduated from university. In the competition among women, sometimes just to undermine her, those spiteful young girls even call her "auntie"
"I acknowledge my guilt." Master Xishi Cangqiong raised his head slightly, giving a brief response, and his hand holding the wine jug retracted a bit.
"Apart from your age and name, do you not remember anything from the past?" asked Master Dao Lang from the Eastern School.
As Rong Chenghua turned around, she made a gesture for silence to Chong Chong and quietly led her to stand behind the small group of six, obediently taking her place. Chong Chong lowered her head, but her eyes were peeking outward, observing that everyone was standing quietly, motionless like sculptures. Those dressed in garments with white trim had their heads bowed, and some of the female disciples were secretly crying, though it was unclear whether it was out of fear or concern for their master. Chong Chong lowered her head, but her eyes were peeking outward, observing that everyone was standing quietly, motionless like sculptures. Those dressed in garments with white trim had their heads bowed, and some of the female disciples were secretly crying, though it was unclear whether it was out of fear or concern for their master.
However, a miracle descended from the heavens, as the heavens, God, and the Almighty all came together to protect her, allowing her to arrive among a group of sword immortals, the youngest of whom were already over two hundred years old. At her age of twenty-six, she was a pure and innocent young girl beyond compare
Changing clothes sounds easy, but it is quite difficult in practice. This ancient costume has three layers inside and three layers outside, made of silk and gauze. After struggling for half a day, I still couldn't manage it, so I had to call in Rong Chenghua to help me get dressed properly. She has a playful short hairstyle with bangs that reach her ears, dyed a wine red. Unable to style her hair into those beautiful ancient hairstyles, she simply tidied it up a bit before leaving the bamboo cottage. Since there were no suitable shoes, she ended up wearing sneakers.
"So, Lao Hei, how did you see her?" After the first defendant was examined, the second defendant was called to the stand. In fact, Chong Chong was quite curious about how she ended up in that flower patch, so she listened intently and with confusion as Uncle Ha explained what had happened at the time. Her genuine expression caught the attention of the sect leader and several of the guardians, who exchanged glances, and their suspicions about Chong Chong diminished a little.
Uncle Ha had only a rudimentary understanding of the path of sorcery, being capable merely of flying short distances on his broom. However, upon hearing that Hua Sihai had killed four disciples of the Tianmen Sect at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain, while the sect leader and three protectors were away on business and the sky was heavily intoxicated, he could not afford to be concerned about his limited magical abilities and hurried to provide assistance. As he expected, the disciples, led by the sect leader's seven disciples, refused to let the murderer Hua Sihai leave, resulting in a confrontation between the two parties.
He is younger than the other senior uncles, appearing very youthful. His attire consists of a gray robe with black edges; however, this ordinary robe looks exceptionally outstanding on him, as if it were tailored by the finest tailor in the world. When his hand slipped out from the sleeve of the robe, it immediately revealed his long and beautiful fingers
Is that so? At that time, she only felt a blinding white light in front of her, unable to see anything clearly, her mind a blank, her hands being pulled to the point of tearing at the palms, still aching like small needles now. How could she not remember the imposing presence of single-handedly vanquishing demons? Did she really draw that sword, the one capable of severing the silver chain of Hua Sihai? Speaking of which, she did not feel that Hua Sihai intended to take her away, nor did she sense that he was afraid of the sect leader and the three great protectors when he left. She only felt that he was so weary of everything at that moment, wanting to escape as quickly as possible. Speaking of which, she did not feel that Hua Sihai intended to take her away, nor did she sense that he was afraid of the sect leader and the three great protectors when he left. She only felt that he was so weary of everything at that moment, wanting to escape as quickly as possible
The disciples all nodded in agreement, affirming that what Uncle Ha said was indeed true. One person even described the heroic posture of the insect at that time, stating how the Evil-Repelling Sword emitted a beam of light that was peach-red mixed with gold, radiating with immense brilliance, driving back the evil aura of Hua Sihai, and how it injured Suo Linlong, frightening Hua Sihai to the point of nearly fleeing in panic
As I was about to go for reinforcements, I heard the sound of a clear spring splashing, accompanied by a rainbow descending from the sky, and then Miss Yao suddenly appeared amidst the flowers. Uncle Ha said, "From the looks of Miss Yao, it seems she also does not know why she ended up in the Bamboo Grove. At that time, I was in a hurry to get to the front of the mountain, and she followed me all the way here. Is that right?" He turned to ask Chongchong.
At that time, during a chaotic battle, I was unaware that Miss Yao had arrived at the mountain gate. Later—later, when the great demon Huo Sihai unleashed a massive amount of demonic energy from his Locking Dragon, intending to capture us all in one fell swoop, I suddenly saw Miss Yao drawing the Sword of Exorcism. As the demonic energy surged, the Sword of Exorcism was just drawn out. However, Miss Yao probably could not wield the Sword of Exorcism, and the sword pulled her backward, coincidentally striking one of the rings of the Locking Dragon, creating a gaping wound, before bouncing back into the stone. That demon likely cherished his magical treasure, and on the spot, he gathered the demonic energy, intending to capture Miss Yao. Just then, the sect leader and the three great protectors returned, preventing him from succeeding.
The insect nodded in confusion. Was her appearance really that impressive? Uncle Ha spoke of her as if she were a celestial fairy descending from the heavens, but she knew that was not the case. Was what Uncle Ha said true or false? If it was false, why would he want to protect her? Did he not have any doubts about her origins?
But do you know that your name is Yao Chongchong? The sect leader looked at Chongchong with suspicion, feeling that her bewildered expression did not seem to be feigned
The little bug's heart raced like a drum, but she gritted her teeth and shook her head. She remembered nothing, and these people had no way to deal with her, questioning her as if in a three-way interrogation until she was completely at a loss. Even the contents of her backpack were dumped out, and she could only offer a haphazard explanation to get by. When she inadvertently turned her head, she caught sight of her Western Master Uncle's expression, which was both smiling and enigmatic, his eyes appearing both intoxicated and alert. She felt a deep unease, as if this Western Master Uncle knew her secret.
For some reason, the insect felt that there was no sense of regret in this senior master's voice; his "knowing his crime" sounded more like "knowing his intoxication"
Walking across the vast expanse of ground paved with bluestone slabs, the insects followed the flow of flowers into the Starry Hall. At this moment, nearly everyone had arrived, arranged in five formations like a military parade, with two on the left and two on the right, while the middle formation was relatively smaller. In addition to the six disciples of the sect leader, there were four or five individuals who appeared to be of the elder generation, including Uncle Ha, all belonging to the sect leader's lineage, their garments adorned with purple trim.
She could not help but glance at others, hoping to discern the answer from their faces. Although the sect leader trusted Uncle Ha, he did not believe that Chong Chong possessed such abilities, and thus he also looked towards the disciples
His tone was steady, and his words were reasonable. The sect leader hesitated for a moment, then finally threw the bamboo staff heavily onto the ground and turned back to the stone chair. This elegant uncle wore a blue-trimmed robe, which indicated that he was the Eastern Uncle Daolang, the guardian of the Eastern Cang Tian. Chong Chong witnessed him placing his hands behind his back and gesturing to Cang Qiong, signaling him not to say too much.
The sect leader snorted in anger and raised his hand to strike again, when a refined and gentle senior uncle quickly approached and said softly: "Sect Leader, the punishment for Cang Qiong can be discussed later; it is better to first resolve the matter of the Que Xie Sword."
In response to this, the insect had long since thought of a lie, saying: "I do not know"
The insect looks at its own clothes, which are also a shade of peach pink with gold. It is uncertain whether this is a coincidence or fate, and moreover, the mark on its bottom is also a faint peach pink. Could this be the lucky color of its sword immortal career? Is this not related to Master Tao Hua?
Everyone looked at her in astonishment, not understanding what she was so happy about. Was it because the Sword Immortal could live a long life? Foolish humans, life is incredibly difficult, yet they always think about immortality
"I have heard that you descended from the heavens, so tell me, where do you come from?" the sect leader inquired
Fortunately, they did not pursue the matter any further
Wow, this clothing is so beautiful, how could I possibly dislike it? The insect is also not accustomed to meeting people in the nude, so it shrinks into the waterway: "However, this has divided the maternal love of Senior Sister Five."
These five formations correspond to the five stone benches on the steps directly in front, but this hall is truly vast; even with two to three hundred people gathered inside, it still feels quite spacious. It seems that performing a celestial flight here would also be feasible
One can easily guess that the "corpse" refers to Master Cang Qiong of the Western School, the one who lay drunkenly in the Hall of Stars, allowing the young disciples of our sect to be bullied at will by that great demon, Hua Sihai, who nearly led to the extermination of our sect.
This is how it is, and it is often exposed by others
No wonder there are so many female disciples under Bei Xuantian! The Fifth Senior Sister Rong Chenghua even said that he is a true medical immortal. Just by looking at his beautiful fingers, one can tell that he must be even better at healing than the Fifth Senior Sister. Chongchong instinctively stroked his chin, worried that he might drool.
As for Hua Sihai suddenly withdrawing, it must be that he cherishes his own weapon. With his abilities, he might not even be able to fill his own teeth. Looking at the expressions of the sect leader and the four protective masters, they probably understand that she inadvertently forced Hua Sihai to retreat. However, the fact that she drew the Evil-Repelling Sword is absolutely true and genuine.
The Purple Bamboo Forest is a very tranquil place. Besides its beautiful scenery, there is nothing of great importance within it, just vegetable gardens and flower beds. Uncle Ha's vegetables can supply one-third of the demand for the mountain. Usually, there are not many people who visit here; a very simple barrier has been set up on the outer layer to prevent mortals and wild beasts from the foothills from entering.
Sister, the time is almost up, the master has sent someone here—" Rong Chenghualuo pushed the door open and entered, just in time to see Chongchong completely naked, facing away from her.
The garment is in a peach pink color, adorned with a hint of gold thread, perfectly complementing her tattoo. She wonders if this is a sign of fate, as everything seems so coincidental.
In the great hall, apart from the five stone chairs, there were no other places to sit, so Chongchong and the others were ordered to sit on the ground. Uncle Xi, still a sinner, sat in the front row.
Although the insect can move, its waist and legs remain soft and weak. Moreover, it is still preoccupied with comparing who is more handsome between the great demon of the Four Seas and Master Bei's apprentice, Taohua. Despite the fact that Rong Cheng's pull was very light, it caught her off guard, and she fell to the ground.
Not knowing? What does this mean? The leader did not expect her to respond this way and asked in surprise
As soon as he entered the hall, Chong Chong heard the crisp sound of clapping. It turned out that the leader was personally wielding a bamboo staff to whip someone. That person lay quietly on the ground, not making a sound, still clutching a brass wine pot in his hand. If it weren't for the fact that with each strike from the leader, his fingers tightened around the wine pot, Chong Chong would have thought the leader was whipping a corpse.
The master looked at her sternly, while the still somewhat tipsy sky interjected, "Us? The youngest is probably around two or three hundred years old!"
Chong Chong stole a glance at the already risen Master Xi, noticing that his hair was disheveled, covering half of his face, and his clothes were open, revealing his chest. He appeared disheveled and carefree. However, despite his face showing no signs of sobriety, his eyes were exceptionally bright. When Chong Chong looked over, their gazes met, and he immediately felt as if he had been caught doing something wrong, quickly lowering his head.
"There is no need for such formalities," the sect leader said. "Please rise and speak." Perhaps seeing the insect so respectful softened his tone a bit.
The disciple is present. Rong Chenghua stepped forward and respectfully said, "Master, Miss Yao has already been brought here." As he spoke, he pulled on the insect.
As the voice fell, the hall, which had been filled with chattering just a moment ago, fell into complete silence. Everyone exchanged glances, and then all turned their eyes towards the sect leader, uncertain of what decision he would make
She felt somewhat awkward; although they were all women, such a naked encounter was still a bit embarrassing. Just a moment ago, she had also avoided when the insect was bathing. However, at this moment, as she lowered her gaze, she happened to see that shell-shaped mark, and her heart couldn't help but shudder, her mind erupting with thoughts, yet she maintained a calm exterior.
I just— I forgot. The insect stared with a pair of eyes, unable to feign innocence, but naturally revealing a hint of confusion, as she truly did not know why she had fallen off the cliff, nor did she understand how she had ended up in this world of sword immortals. However, pretending to have amnesia was indeed quite convenient
How did she later resolve the crisis of the Heavenly Gate Sect? The sect leader inquired about this question that even the little insects were curious about.
However, it seems that everyone present has great faith in Uncle Ha. It appears that although this uncle has limited abilities, his character is truly exceptional
"Are you going to accept Miss Yao as your seventh disciple?" Suddenly, the silent sky spoke up after a long pause.
"Cang Qiong, do you know your crime?" asked a senior uncle sitting on a stone chair. This person was of medium build, with a pleasing and honest appearance, and an iron pen tucked at his waist. He was dressed in clothes with red trim, and was indeed Senior Uncle Mo Wu from the South. When he asked this question, there was no hint of reproach on his face; rather, there was a trace of anxiety, as if he wanted to help Cang Qiong out of a difficult situation.
I think it would be best for everyone to disperse for now, leaving only this young lady here. Uncle Dao Lang from the Eastern School stood up, proving once again that he is meticulous in his work.
The insect was so happy that it almost jumped up.
"Yes, I know my name, and I know that I am twenty-six years old this year. How old are you?" Despite having spent half a day preparing herself mentally, Chong Chong was not good at lying. At this moment, with countless gazes fixed upon her, she felt a bit flustered and could only make vague remarks.
The four guardian masters, she had already seen three of them. Thus, standing at the end of the line, she quietly leaned out half of her body to look at the stone chair on the far right, finally taking a serious look at the master named Taohua. He sat upright and serious, not smiling at all. Although he remained silent, with his eyes focused on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart, every feature of him was handsome: his long phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips, and a strand of curved long hair at his temple, all of which were strikingly attractive. He sat upright and serious, not smiling at all. Although he remained silent, with his eyes focused on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart, every feature of him was handsome: his long phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips, and a strand of curved long hair at his temple, all of which were strikingly attractive.
It turns out that although Uncle Ha is the junior disciple of the sect leader in terms of seniority, he is essentially just a handyman managing the Zizhu Forest on the back mountain. The residences of all members of the Tianmen Sect are located at the summit of Yunmeng Mountain, while his dwelling is situated in a small valley halfway up the mountain.
My younger sister is taller than me, and only this piece of clothing fits her. She smiled subtly, feeling that Chongchong was a person who did not pay attention to trivial matters, which created a sense of closeness. I have been training with my master since I was ten years old, returning home only once every five years, so I am not often by my mother's side. However, all my clothes are hand-sewn by my mother. The last time I returned home, my mother thought I would grow taller and specially made this piece of clothing for me. But I did not grow taller, so this clothing became too big for me. I have kept it aside without wearing it, hoping that my sister would not dislike it.
Every time she hears this, she gets so angry that she is on the verge of tears. She is only 26 years old, not 260. Her face is still youthful and tender, so how did she become a middle-aged woman? She wants to be a loli! She wants to be a loli! But—society is developing too quickly, and humanity is relatively precocious. A large number of fresh and youthful newcomers are emerging like a clear spring, leaving her with no choice but to be a pseudo-loli.
I fear that this young lady's waist injury has not yet healed; it would be better to let her sit while responding.
Aunt, you are still chasing after stars, and this star is ten years younger than you. Are you not fantasizing about a mother-son relationship?
Auntie, perhaps you should refrain from participating this time? At your age, be careful not to strain your back!
This is best, as I have never liked bright colors. It is best to give it to my sister as a favor. Rong Chenghua smiled and said, "The master is here to urge us, sister, hurry and change your clothes, let us go to the Star Hall together"
Aunt, aren't you getting married yet? At this age, shouldn't you be supported by a man?
She has finally! Finally transformed into a loli
Hua Sihai possesses formidable strength, and even three hundred disciples were unable to stop him. In the end, this provoked his ferocity and murderous intent, leading to the near destruction of the Tianmen Sect
Master Nan has the best heart and the softest disposition, making him relatively easy to deceive, thought the insect. Master Dong also appears to be an agreeable person, and he is steady and elegant, suggesting he should be easy to get along with, but he is certainly not so easily fooled. Master Bei, with his peach blossom demeanor, seems to be a serious person, yet such individuals are often cold on the outside but warm on the inside, making them quite easy to deceive. As for Master Xi, the vast sky...
The voice of the sect leader came through, calling out "Xuan Yi!"