Chapter 62: This Venerable One Arrives At Ancient Lin'an

Mo Ran and the others started their cultivation very quickly. Of course, collecting feathers was what he was most passionate about. After all, he didn't really expect to learn too much from these losers from his previous life. Living a good life was the most important thing.

Every day at dawn, they went to the Abyss of Ancestors to snatch the golden feathers, then went to Zhurong Cave to meditate. They used the spiritual energy in their bodies to resist the burning sun of Zhurong Cave and improve their own cultivation.

Four hours later, they followed the feathermen to learn the Ghost Balance Method.

Another four hours later, they fought against each other in the Asura Field.

Before nightfall, they went to the Peach Blossom Spring to listen to Miss Eighteen explain the Hundred Ghosts Spectrum and the Art of Exorcism.

Of course, Mo Ran liked to listen to scriptures at night the most, because that was the only class that gathered the cultivators of the three major specializations.

He knew that Shi Mei's lightness kung fu was not good, and worried that he didn't eat enough, so he would give half of the feathers he plucked to Shi Mei every day.

But other than that, it was hard for him to have much interaction with Shi Mei. On the contrary, he spent every day with Chu Wanning, and the two gradually became inseparable.

During this time, Chu Wanning would often sit on the railing of the bridge and blow the leaves, while Mo Ran would sit beside him and listen to the sun rise and set, the clouds rise and fall.

Or Chu Wanning would stand by the river and feed the fish, while Mo Ran would stand beside him with an umbrella and watch the koi fish jump around, the blue waves and golden scales.

When it rained in the Peach Blossom Spring, Mo Ran would hold Chu Wanning's hand and walk with him along the old cracked bluestone path. An oil paper umbrella was open above the two of them.

If the water was deep, Mo Ran would carry his junior brother on his back. With the rain falling, the little guy was very quiet on his shoulder and didn't talk much.

But sometimes, when his back was hot and there were small beads of sweat on his forehead, his quiet junior brother would take a handkerchief and silently wipe them for him.

The handkerchief was white and plain, with a begonia flower embroidered on the corner. Mo Ran felt that the handkerchief looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. But the thought was like a drizzle falling into a deep pool, never to be found again.

One day, Chu Wanning was resting in the courtyard. Mo Ran had a sudden impulse to untie his braids and tie them into a high ponytail.

Just as she was combing her hair, she suddenly saw Ye Wangxi walking into the courtyard with a hand on his left shoulder.

Mo Ran's eyes were sharp. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Brother Ye is injured?"

"Yes," Ye Wangxi paused for a moment, then said with a frown, "It's just a small injury from sparring, so it's no big deal.

It's just that that person is really frivolous and despicable, how despicable! "

"…"

Mo Ran stammered in disbelief, "Someone molested you?"

Ye Wangxi glared at him with a sharp gaze and said coldly, "What are you thinking?"

"Hahaha, I was just kidding," Mo Ran laughed awkwardly, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who is that person you're talking about?"

Ye Wangxi said, "Who else could it be?

It's that playboy from Kunlun's Treading in Snow Palace. "

Upon hearing this description, Mo Ran let out an "ah", thinking, "Could it be him?"

These days, he often heard some female disciples whispering to each other in the Peach Blossom Spring. They kept saying "Eldest Senior Brother" and "Eldest Senior Brother".

It was fine if they were young, but just yesterday, he saw a female cultivator in her forties or fifties standing by the flowers and muttering hysterically, "There is no man in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Eldest Senior Brother. If he can look at me sincerely and talk to me, even if I fall into hell, I will have no resentment."

Such an infatuated state made Mo Ran burst out laughing at that time, and he suspected that the "Eldest Senior Brother" she was talking about was the person he was thinking of. However, there were many cultivators in the Peach Blossom Spring, and they didn't have much contact with each other. He had always only heard of this person's name, but had never seen him in person. He was also embarrassed to gossip with the female disciples, so he couldn't be sure.

"Today, I was drinking at the Spirit Lake Restaurant in West City," Ye Wangxi said. "That bastard happened to be there too.

I saw that he was holding two women in his arms, and he was already very licentious, but other people were willing, and it had nothing to do with me, so I couldn't say anything. "

Mo Ran agreed. "That's true."

"But later, a female disciple of Lonemoon Night rushed in from outside. She looked anxious and looked around. Obviously, she was looking for someone."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "She's looking for that 'Eldest Senior Brother', right?"

"You've heard of Eldest Senior Brother too?"

"Haha, then look, even a gentleman like you knows about his dissolute affairs. How can I, a member of the Zhang family and Li family, not know?"

Ye Wangxi looked at him silently and said, "That Eldest Senior Brother is really a good-for-nothing.

The female cultivator of Lonemoon Night came to look for him because he exchanged tokens with her a few days ago. He said that he wanted to become Dao companions and never leave each other again. "

Mo Ran smiled again. "That's something that can't be heard.

I guess that Eldest Senior Brother has 17 or 18 tokens of love, all of them the same.

Giving a token once to a girl when he's chasing her, I'm afraid it's no different from a pledge of eternal love. "

Chu Wanning, who had been quietly listening, finally opened his mouth. He glanced at Mo Ran and said, seemingly dissatisfied, "You know about it again."

Unexpectedly, Ye Wangxi stood on Mo Ran's side. "Brother Mo is right, that's the truth.

That female cultivator secretly admired Eldest Senior Brother, and after hearing what he said, she believed it and gave herself to him that night. "

Mo Ran said, "Ouch." He hurriedly covered Chu Wanning's ears.

Chu Wanning said calmly, "What are you doing?"

"Children shouldn't listen to this, it's not good for cultivation."

Chu Wanning, "…"

After Mo Ran covered Chu Wanning's ears, his eyes immediately lit up and he asked impatiently, "And then?"

Ye Wangxi was a gentleman, but he didn't expect that a despicable person like Mo Ran would simply listen to his indignant narration as if it was a love story. He said righteously, "And then what?

Eldest Senior Brother naturally didn't want to admit it, and also didn't want to be entangled with that female cultivator.

That female cultivator took out a sword tassel as a token, but unexpectedly, Eldest Senior Brother also had a sword tassel in each of his arms. He said that as long as they were his friends, he would give a sword tassel to accompany them, not to give them to his Dao companion. "

"Tsk tsk, that's really shameless."

"That's right." Ye Wangxi said, "I couldn't stand it, so I argued with him."

When he said this, his expression changed slightly.

After a while, he said, "We argued about something unpleasant, so we fought."

Mo Ran smiled. "That's how it is."

But in his heart, he thought, I'm afraid not.

If "Eldest Senior Brother" was really the person he guessed, then with that person's personality, he definitely wouldn't fight over something like this.

Ye Wangxi was probably hiding something from him out of awkwardness.

However, since Ye Wangxi wasn't willing to say, Mo Ran naturally wouldn't expose him, so he changed the topic. "Then Eldest Senior Brother's skills must be pretty good. If it was an ordinary person, they definitely wouldn't be able to hurt Brother Ye."

It would've been better if he hadn't said this, but once he did, Ye Wangxi seemed to become even angrier. His pair of pitch-black eyes blazed with anger.

"Good?

What's good about it. "Ye Wangxi said angrily," Your own magic is mediocre, but you rely on a woman to fight — you're a bastard! "

"Ah?

Hahahahaha. "

Hearing him say this, Mo Ran took a closer look. He saw that besides the sword wound on Ye Wangxi's shoulder, there were also three or four bloody scratches on his cheek. It was obvious that he had been scratched by a woman's fingernails. He couldn't help but laugh. "Eldest Senior Brother really lives up to his name, hahahaha."

Chu Wanning didn't say anything. Ever since Ye Wangxi said, "We argued about something unpleasant, so we fought." He seemed to be deep in thought.

After Ye Wangxi returned to his room to bandage his wounds, Chu Wanning said, "Mo Ran."

Mo Ran patted his head. "Call me Senior Brother."

"… …" Chu Wanning said, "The Eldest Senior Brother he's talking about is Mei Hanxue, right?"

Mo Ran smiled. "I guessed so."

Chu Wanning didn't say anything again. He pondered.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes widened. "This Ye Wangxi, could it be that he was —"

"Shh!

Be quiet! "

Mo Ran put his finger to his lips, stopping him from speaking. Then he crouched down, keeping his face level with Chu Wanning. He laughed. "You're so young, what are you thinking about?"

"… … I've heard that Mei Hanxue … … is especially unreliable. He's done all kinds of absurd things. I didn't expect that he would even dare to do Confucian Wind Sect's disciples … …"

Mo Ran laughed casually. "Hahaha, he's quite unreliable.

But we don't care about other people's business.

Come, Senior Brother will continue to tie your hair.

I saw a pretty hairpin on West Street before. It wasn't expensive, so I bought it. I'll put it on for you to see. "

Just like how Mo Ran didn't like Chu Wanning's taste, Chu Wanning didn't dare to compliment Mo Ran's taste.

Chu Wanning looked at the dazzling golden butterfly hairpin and fell silent. "… … Are you sure this is for me to wear?"

"Yes.

Children should use gold and red. Look at how lively they are. "

Chu Wanning: "…"

He was really reluctant, but when he thought about it carefully, this seemed to be the first time Mo Ran had given him a gift. Thus, he kept quiet and let Mo Ran fasten the hairpin to the top of his ponytail with a sullen expression.

Golden orchids and butterflies glowed brilliantly on the inky hair.

Chu Wanning lowered his eyelashes.

Suddenly, he felt that this was also very good.

This kind of color, this kind of Mo Ran, this kind of himself, if his body recovered, he would definitely not have this kind of appearance again.

This butterfly seemed to have flown in from a dream.

White clouds and grey dogs, the sun and moon are like shuttles.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

According to Miss Eighteen, half a year later, everyone would have to take the feathermen's test one by one to test their cultivation progress.

"This is everyone's first trial since arriving here."

At the gathering, Miss Eighteen said, "The content of the trial is divided into three major dangers according to the cultivation method that each of you cultivates.

The guards will enter the 'Blood River Realm', the healers will enter the 'Great Sorrow Realm', and the attackers will enter the 'Asura Realm'. "

"The above three major dangers are the Void Realm restored according to the memories left behind when the Ghost Realm invaded the human world hundreds of years ago.

Everyone will not be in any danger. After solving the crisis of the Void Realm, you will return to the Peach Garden. "

"Only two people can enter the Void Realm trial at a time. In other words, the cultivator can challenge alone. If they want to invite a companion, they can only invite one.

The order of the trial is based on the immortal envoy's announcement. "

After the gathering, the trial slowly began.

Mo Ran did not know the situation of the guards and healers, but the attackers had tested six or seven people in succession. Fortunately, those people did well. It seemed that this trial was not too difficult.

After ten minutes, it was Mo Ran's turn.

The one in charge of the attackers was Miss Eighteen. She smiled and asked, "Does Immortal Monarch Mo need a companion to go with you?"

Mo Ran thought for a moment. "If I choose a person to go with me, does that mean that he won't have to go through the trial again?"

"Of course."

"Then I'll take Junior Brother." Mo Ran pointed at Chu Wanning. "He's still young. I'll be worried if he's alone."

The bright moon hung in the sky. They followed Miss Eighteen to a dark cave. The entrance of the cave was shrouded in a thin layer of golden-red smoke.

Miss Eighteen said, "Immortal Monarchs, please listen carefully. The scene restored by the Asura Realm is the first tragedy of the Ghost Realm two hundred years ago.

At that time, because the barrier was not repaired in time, a large number of ghosts escaped to the human world, killing countless living creatures.

This Void Realm is based on the memories of a survivor in Lin 'an.

The moment you step into the cave, you will arrive at the war-torn Lin 'an City two hundred years ago.

Kill the Ghost King leading the army, and the Void Realm will be broken. "

Mo Ran glanced at Chu Wanning, then turned to Miss Eighteen and said with a smile, "Sister Fairy, it doesn't matter if my skin is rough and my flesh is thick, but my Junior Brother is only six years old. Say, this sword is heartless. What if it hurts him …"

"You don't have to worry. All the weapons in the Void Realm won't really hurt the two of you."

Miss Eighteen said, "If the two of you are injured, there will be a spiritual mark. If the mark hits the vital parts, it means that the two of you are seriously injured and die, and the challenge will fail."

Only then did Mo Ran feel relieved. He clapped and said with a smile, "So that's how it is. Sister Fairy, you're really thoughtful. Thank you very much."

Since the worry was eliminated, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning went to the cave to train together.

The cave was dark. As soon as they stepped in, their bodies suddenly felt suspended. Then, a blurry scene of colorful lights flashed in front of them. Countless distorted faces converged into a river and floated under them.

When the two of them fell to the ground and steadied their feet, they found that they had been teleported to Gu Lin 'an, standing at the entrance of the old road on the outskirts of the city.

At this time, it was noon. The sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Two hundred years ago, the ancient city of Lin 'an was filled with the thick stench of blood. It was like a yellowed scroll that had been burned in the flames of war. It slowly unfolded before Mo Ran and Chu Wanning's eyes.

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