If Wan Jianyi's identity could not be guessed, Ye Chao would naturally take the broom from the old man's hand and say, the old man should look at the flowers and drink tea, and we, the younger generation of disciples, should do these dirty work.
But the problem was that he felt uneasy in his heart. After all, this old man had never concealed his pride. Although his eyes were cloudy, he still had a soul-catching sword intent.
"A few days ago, the head master came to the ancestral hall to offer incense and said that the ancestors' souls were stained with ashes, so he sent his disciples to clean them." Ye Chao told the truth and performed the disciple salute.
When the old man saw him performing the disciple's courtesy, he frowned and said, "Do you know me?"
He was disheartened after being rescued by Dao Xuan. Although he had given up on his practice, his Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao had not stood still. Therefore, when he spoke, there seemed to be an invisible heavenly sword oppressing Ye.
In front of the dynasty.
How can the third level of Yuqing compare to the top of Shangqing?
At this moment, the sweat in Ye Chao's body began to secrete uncontrollably towards the body surface. Soon, the sweat soaked his back, and soon, the sweat condensed on his face and kept moistening the dry skin along his chin.
Bluestone floor.
This does not mean how cowardly he is, because Yuqing versus Shangqing inherently represents a strict and irreversible level of cultivation, just like an ant and an elephant whose life levels are not at the same level.
Under this terrifying oppression, it was impossible for Ye Chao to say a word, and he was unwilling to speak. Perhaps it was due to the hidden pride of human beings, or perhaps because he guessed that the old man would do this.
s reason.
Of course, the reason is definitely not that the old man wants to accept him as his disciple as soon as they meet him, so this is a test, and he is venting his anger.
The old man was saved by Daoxuan, but at the same time, he could only be an old man sweeping the floor in the ancestor's ancestral hall forever. But he was Wan Jianyi, the genius of Qingyun Sect. Such a life was humiliating, but death seemed to be the most meaningless.
one thing.
So he had deep resentment towards Dao Xuan who caused all this. It just so happened that Ye Chao mentioned Dao Xuan in his words.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
After a cup of tea, the terrifying pressure was finally withdrawn by the old man, and Ye Chao's hair and upper body were completely soaked with sweat.
"You can do it yourself."
After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and walked towards the backyard of the ancestral hall. But intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at a peach tree outside the ancestral hall. The peach tree was very big. It would not matter if someone was hiding there.
will be discovered.
After the old man left, Ye Chaocai sat on the ground and panted desperately. He looked at a white cloud in the sky to calm down his mood. Then he looked around, took out a wine bag made of leather from his arms, and poured it into his mouth desperately.
With.
"This gap is really big. It was like this when we faced Shui Qilin a year ago, and it's the same thing now when we face the waning Master Wan."
"So, whether people are in this world of cultivation or the twenty-first century of materialism, they need to constantly improve themselves."
After speaking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to clean the ancestor's ancestral hall.
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The ancestor's ancestral hall looked very big from the outside, and it was even bigger for Ye Chao, who was cleaning it. After he spent a whole morning cleaning the fallen leaves, he ate some dry food and entered the main hall where the ancestors' memorial tablets of Qingyun Sect were placed.
After that, I suddenly felt like cursing someone.
Yes, I really want to curse.
In Qingyun Sect, after every cultivator dies, there will be an extra spiritual tablet here in the ancestral hall. Three thousand years have passed, and there are as many spiritual tablets here as there are stars above the night.
Ye Chao is a very serious person. Since Senior Brother Chang Jian, who was very kind to him in the early morning, gave him this task and he agreed to it, he would never deal with it hastily.
Soon, the sun star set on Fenghui Peak of Qingyun Gate. Ye Chao lit a few more candles in the ancestral hall. He took out the wine bag and took a sip of wine and shook his head.
"Not even half of it. It seems like it's impossible to go back tonight. Let's just meditate here all night."
After he finished muttering to himself, he seemed to have thought of something, took out a stick of requiem incense placed next to the huge incense burner, lit it, bowed deeply, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"Due to the heavy workload, this disciple can only rest here tonight. I hope all the ancestors will forgive me."
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After one night, Ye Chao continued the cleaning work of the ancestor's ancestral hall. When the sun reached Fenghui Peak again, all the ancestors' spiritual tablets in Qingyun Sect became brand new. During this period, he never saw the old man again.
Accompanied by the light red sunset, he stood in front of the backyard of the ancestral hall and put his hands to his mouth.
"Uncle Master, my disciple has left."
After speaking loudly, he left the ancestral hall. Of course, Wan Jianyi still did not show up.
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One month later, something came from Tongtian Peak that made Master Ling Chang Jian happy, but disappointed some disciples who had been stuck on the third level of Yuqing Realm for many years. Leweitian had been practicing Taoism for forty years and finally broke through to the fourth level of Yuqing Realm.
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For something like this that no one has broken through to the fourth level of Yuqing in Tongtian Peak for twenty years, it must have spread very quickly.
"Breaking through the fourth level of Yuqing must be the happiest moment for all Qingyun disciples." Zhao Bu said while carefully looking at the calm blue water pool and sweeping leaves into the green water pool.
Ye Chao nodded and said: "Breaking through the fourth level means freedom. If Junior Brother Zhao breaks through the realm tonight, you will definitely run to the Piaoxiang Building in Heyang City to play on the second or third day. I
Is that correct?"
When Zhao Bu heard Ye Chao's words, he hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth. What he said was true. His dream before entering the mountain was to go to a brothel. But he didn't know how Ye Chao knew about it. Maybe?
Did you expose yourself by talking in your sleep when you were sleeping next to Hongqiao?
"What about you, Ye Chao?"
"As a disciple of Qingyun, of course I will travel around the world after coming down from the mountain, slaying demons. Of course, the first place I go to should be the winery. You know, the wine made by Junior Brother Yan in the kitchen is really not good."
He was an alcoholic in another time and space. After coming to this world, he inherited this identity smoothly, but he always lamented that without alcohol, half of the fragrance would be missing for the rest of his life.
There was a sound of gentle footsteps, and the two Qingyun disciples quickly separated and changed the method of handling fallen leaves, and began to meticulously sweep the fallen leaves into piles.