I Also Had a Disciple 

Chapter 4 I Also Had a Disciple 

The mountain wind is still and the cold moon is silent. 

Lin Xuanyan returned to his room and silently flipped through the pages of a book. This time he changed to a book that he had written himself. He stroked the familiar handwriting on it, as if he were in another world. 

Those words were not masterpieces of any great masters, but the iron-painted and silver-hooked words were quite charming, like a sword piercing through the clouds and splitting the rocks, moving forward without hesitation. 

He did not read the contents. For him, this extremely precious sword manual would have the same result whether he read it horizontally, vertically or backwards. 

His eyes slowly fell on each word. 

Doors and windows slightly open. 

Qingfeng is illiterate and randomly flips through the pages of the book. 

Every time Lin Xuanyan read a word, the majestic sword energy on that word gradually disappeared, and those words gradually became dull and dull, and they were really just ordinary words on paper. 

Lin Xuanyan twisted the majestic sword intent between his fingers and rubbed it, thinking deeply. 

The world is full of ups and downs, only the sword energy can still recognize itself. 

All the sword energy returned to his body as he caressed it, turning into a stream in the sword embryo like a vast ocean. 

After turning the last page, he let out a breath. 

There was light outside, rising from the horizon, and rushing in like a rising tide. 

It's daybreak. 

Lin Xuanyan closed his eyes and took a nap. 

Lin Xuanyan felt that he was practicing very hard. He hadn't worked so hard for hundreds of years. 

Even in his dreams he is still practicing. 

In his dream, he recalled the sword techniques and practiced sword formations, and then he kept thinking back to the scene before he went to sleep. 

The scene before going to bed kept appearing in my dreams, the vast mountains, and the rising sun held up by the mountains, the light like the tide covering the sky and earth, making me suffocate. 

Just as he was realizing something and entering a state of mystery, there was a tremor in his dream. 

He opened his eyes dazedly, and saw Yu Xiaotang's innocent face. 

"Junior brother, why are you sleeping on the table? Wake up, it's already night!" Yu Xiaotang shook him, "Junior brother, do you know that today is New Year's Eve? It's so lively!" 

Lin Xuanyan, who had finally come to some realization, was abruptly interrupted. He was still a little annoyed. This realization was not worth mentioning five hundred years ago, but now he is "thrifty with words". 

He refused and said, "You can find someone else." 

Yu Xiaotang poked his forehead and said, "You are stupid. There are only four of us in the Sword Sect, including our master. Zhao Nian is so stupid that she insists on practicing swordsmanship during the New Year. Let alone our master. I can't drag her over." 

Lin Xuanyan asked: "Then how do you know I will go with you?" 

Yu Xiaotang said seriously: "Although you usually have a dull expression, I know that you are not a boring person." 

Lin Xuanyan pretended to be surprised and said: "Master sister is indeed very discerning!" 

Yu Xiaotang said happily: "Then let's pack up and go!" 

Lin Xuanyan's expression changed, and he returned to his expressionless state: "No." 

Yu Xiaotang asked: "Are you feeling a little upset because of the punishment from Master last night? It's okay. Our Master is a typical kindhearted person. He will definitely not really blame you, so don't take it to heart." 

Lin Xuanyan said: "No." 

Yu Xiaotang thought about it, imitated him and rubbed his head, and said charmingly: "Good boy, let's go together." 

Lin Xuanyan felt a strange feeling when she touched his head. He took a deep breath and said sarcastically, "You are a little girl whose body is not yet fully developed, and you still want to seduce me?" 

Yu Xiaotang shuddered when she heard this. She leaned forward and looked down at her body, and asked, "What do you mean by not yet opened?" 

Lin Xuanyan asked: "How old are you this year?" 

"sixteen." 

Lin Xuanyan said: "In two years, your body...well...will become much taller, your legs will become longer, and your vagina will become bigger." 

Lin Xuanyan pointed at her not-so-strong chest and said. 

Yu Xiaotang subconsciously covered her chest and said with a look of longing: "Will I become more beautiful then?" 

"That probably won't happen." 

Yu Xiaotang frowned, looking sickly. 

Lin Xuanyan smiled and said, "Because you are very beautiful now." 

Yu Xiaotang was just a little girl after all, and she became excited again. 

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and said mysteriously, "Well, Junior Brother, do you know? This year, Jietian Tower will hold a big dance party, and that girl is said to show up. She's the one you were thinking about last time!" 

Lin Xuanyan's heart was shocked, "Lu Jiajing?" 

Yu Xiaotang's eyes lit up, and he asked tentatively, "Did you suddenly want to go?" 

"..." 

The world is not as cold and lonely as the mountains. The lights are bright, lighting up thousands of homes and fireworks in the willow alleys. 

The sound of firecrackers was heard as the old year was gone, and the new peaches were used to replace the old symbols. Above the surging splendor of the city, many fairies in colorful clothes and silks were flying softly with flower baskets. With a wave of their hands, bright red petals flew out from their slender and round fingers, turning into a red rain on earth. 

The carriages and horses were like dragons, tall horses and strange beasts with three heads and six arms slowly passed through the crowd, and many sedan chairs with dragons and phoenixes carved on them floated in the air without anyone pushing them. Everyone knew that they must be the work of immortals, and they were all amazed. 

We walked all the way from the mountain to Chengjun City, the main city of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. 

It was already very late at night, but the night sky of Chengjun City had already been lit up, and the sky was filled with gorgeous fireworks, lighting up Chengjun City as bright as day. 

Yu Xiaotang crossed his fingers and clasped them on his chest, looking longingly at the dazzling fireworks in the sky, his pupils sparkling with light. 

The prosperity was also reflected in Lin Xuanyan's clear eyes, but he did not have too many emotions. The prosperity was beautiful, the fireworks were beautiful, the cars were like flowing water and the horses were like dragons, the fish and dragons danced all night, but they were just passing clouds. 

But he saw Yu Xiaotang was looking around happily, so he watched with her. 

"Sister, it's fun here, right?" 

Yu Xiaotang, who was holding up an embroidered and stuffed bunny, answered absentmindedly, "Of course." 

Lin Xuanyan asked curiously: "Then do you not want to go back to the mountain?" 

Yu Xiaotang placed the beautifully crafted little rabbit on the table and said seriously, "Of course not. I can't abandon my master." 

"Why?" 

"I am an unwanted child. My master picked me up and brought me back to the sect to raise me. How could I be blinded by greed?" 

As she said this, another batch of fireworks leaped up, making her pretty face even more radiant. 

Picked it up? Such a familiar plot... Lin Xuanyan suddenly felt a little disappointed. 

Suddenly, the crowd became excited. 

"Ah! It's time to ring the New Year bell!" Yu Xiaotang suddenly jumped for joy. 

"Ring the bell?" 

"It's the bell ringing in Jietian Tower!" Yu Xiaotang said excitedly, "I told you when I came here that the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace, Lu Jiajing, is ringing the bell personally." 

Yu Xiaotang pulled his hand and pushed him deeper into the crowd. 

Countless fireworks rose from the ground continuously, dragging a very light gray line, rising to the sky, exploding into brilliant colors. 

As the New Year approaches, more and more fireworks are set off, as if to exhaust the splendor of the world. 

The entire night sky was filled with hundreds of flowers, burning into a gorgeous sea of ​​fire. 

The Jietian Building is even more colorful and brightly lit. In front of each floor, a bouquet of flowers is woven into a gorgeous and huge flower knot. The flowers selected for each floor are different, each with its own auspicious meaning. 

After much effort, they squeezed to the vicinity of Jietian Tower, but the crowd was too crowded and it was difficult to move forward. Yu Xiaotang and Lin Xuanyan held hands to prevent themselves from getting lost. 

It was clearly the coldest time of the year, but Chengjun City didn't feel cold at all. 

The palms of the young man and the young girl were actually sweating. 

Looking up, there is a huge gilded hole hanging in front of the building. The sand in that hole will soon flow out. In the grand background of thousands of fireworks blooming and withering, the blazing firelight is sparkling and flaking, like snow falling from a sea of ​​fire. 

In an instant, several loud noises of fireworks exploding were heard, and even Lin Xuanyan's heart was shaken. 

The fireworks soared into the sky with great momentum, exploded in the air, and blossomed into layers of lotus shapes. 

The lotus leaves are endless and green. 

Under the magnificent fireworks, the lotus flowers sway gracefully, as if you can feel the summer breeze blowing towards you. 

As the lotus blossoms. 

Those gorgeous fireworks faded away. 

When the prosperity faded away and the dark night came back into view, people discovered that there was still fine snow falling from the sky. 

A bright light suddenly appeared in the cold night. 

The entire night sky was illuminated. 

A woman walked gracefully from the top of the building, stepping on the lotus flowers made of fireworks. The lotus flowers broke with her footsteps and fell into sparkling light. The light green dress was carved with large clusters of flowers and birds, but it did not look gaudy, but was as bright and clear as the moon in the sky. 

The silk wrapped around her arm was as white as snow, hanging down from the sky to the earth. 

Everyone's attention was drawn to her, because she was Lu Jiajing, the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace, and one of the most beautiful women in the world. 

She does not care about worldly things, because she is the most beautiful firework in the world. 

There was a strong wind in the sky, and her flowery dress fluttered softly, dazzling the eyes, like flowing clouds and rolling snow. 

Everyone looked up at her. Only Lin Xuanyan looked away. 

He rubbed his forehead, recalled some past events, and laughed silently. 

I think she looks much better this way than in plain clothes. 

A red curtain slowly descended from the sky, and a bronze bell appeared, with the Chinese characters "Xuanyuan" carved on all four sides. Countless bronze sculptures of rare and exotic animals lifted up the Chinese characters like stars holding up the moon. A clear bell sounded, echoing in the sky above the Xuanyuan Dynasty, lingering for a long time. 

"May our Xuanyuan nation have a long and lasting prosperity." 

Lu Jiajing's ethereal voice is like the bright moon falling into the center of the lake, or the ripples stirred by the breeze. 

The wind and snow were no longer cold, and everyone raised their arms and shouted loudly: "May our Xuanyuan country have a long and lasting prosperity." 

"May our Xuanyuan nation have a long and lasting prosperity..." 

The whole city raised their arms and shouted, and every sound was a wave, and the waves connected to form a sea, surging and vast, climbing to the highest point and forming a wall of waves. 

Yu Xiaotang listened to the deafening shouts from the crowd, but he didn't cover his ears or join in the noise. He just stared blankly at Lu Jiajing, who looked like a goddess descending from heaven, with a dazed look on his face. 

She thought that this woman couldn't be prettier. 

Although it is not very clear from a distance, the elegant and graceful appearance is so beautiful that it makes people unable to open their eyes. 

The New Year's bell rang again and again, and people suddenly realized that a year had passed. 

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses until Lu Jiajing left. The stunning glimpse of the goddess of Luo River described in the book was probably just like this. 

After reaching its peak, prosperity did not dissipate, but gradually cooled down. 

The crowd was still crowded, and the boy and girl holding hands walked slowly on the streets of Chengjun City, occasionally chatting along the way, and the girl was more curious. 

The two walked and stopped. 

Yu Xiaotang suddenly asked: "Will I be as beautiful as that sister in the future?" 

The sound of bells rang in the streets, coming from far away and approaching, and from time to time, immortals flew through the air. 

Every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, door gods bared their teeth and claws, and the weakened shouting followed the flowing water and slowly faded away. 

Lin Xuanyan looked at Yu Xiaotang's slightly raised face. Her face was very delicate, with cherry-red lips, watery eyes, and a delicate nose. She was a real little beauty. 

But Lin Xuanyan still smiled and said, "I think it's difficult." 

Yu Xiaotang puffed up her cheeks. Although she felt that Lin Xuanyan was telling the truth, she was still a little annoyed and said, "Well, okay, it's a good day, today, Senior Sister will forgive me. Hey, why are you back here again?" 

After wandering around Chengjun City and walking through many alleys, I finally returned to Jietian Tower. 

The Jietian Tower was brightly lit, as if it were made of lanterns. 

Lin Xuanyan suddenly said: "Let's go to that shop and have some tea." 

Yu Xiaotang asked: "Do you have enough silver?" 

Lin Xuanyan nodded and said, "We were once considered a wealthy family, and we still have some assets. I went to Master's treasury a few days ago and stole some money." 

Yu Xiaotang stared at him in amazement: "Aren't you afraid of death?" 

Lin Xuanyan smiled and said, "If Master really finds out, I will say it was Senior Sister who ordered it." 

"You!" Yu Xiaotang snorted and grabbed his ear. "Who did you say ordered you to do that?" Lin Xuanyan quickly smiled and begged for mercy. The two of them had been playing and fighting until they came to the store. They ordered two cups of scented tea and sat down. Yu Xiaotang didn't care much about money. After all, she was a fairy who practiced in the mountains. This was a rare opportunity for her to enjoy the world. 

Lin Xuanyan covered his ears which were twisted so hard that they hurt, and quietly took a sip of tea. 

The fragrance of tea spreads all over the lips and teeth. 

Even though it was a small teahouse, it was surprisingly crowded tonight because it was close to Jietian Tower. If it wasn't for the fact that it was past midnight, there would definitely be no room for a table. 

The person sitting next to him seemed to be a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Lin Xuanyan took a quick glance and felt that the school uniform looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a moment. 

He had just taken a sip of tea when he heard the man in black and white Taoist robes and a yin-yang headband say, "The tea in this world is really not as good as the tea in our place. It's really out of this world." 

A handsome man with a deep blue headband said, "Junior brother, you are used to a life of luxury. Although this tea is bland, it is not too bad." 

Suddenly someone spoke up: "I heard that there will be another Dao Test Conference here in a few months." 

"What's so good about a fight between kids?" Someone snorted. 

Someone else said: "Xiao Wang has already reached the seventh level at such a young age. He is considered a genius among geniuses in our place." 

"But there was only one Xiao Wang." 

"Perhaps someone is hiding his talents and biding his time, waiting to become famous one day. Junior brother, please do not speak rashly." The man with the azure headband seemed to have the highest status among these people. 

"Brother, what do you think of the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace?" 

The senior brother replied: "It's only a glimpse, only one in the world." 

Hearing this, Lin Xuanyan suddenly remembered their identities. No wonder the school uniform looked so familiar. They were from Fuyu Dao Sect. They looked like outer disciples, but even so, their identities were extremely noble. 

Yu Xiaotang couldn't wait to drink tea, she ran to the window, crouched down and looked out, staring at the sky-high building opposite in a daze. 

Suddenly, Lin Xuanyan froze while drinking tea. 

Because he heard the junior fellow who spoke first said something mysteriously in a low voice, and his hearing was very sharp, so he heard what it said. 

"This year's Dao Trial Conference is very interesting. It is said that Lu Jiajing, the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace and the Saintess of Xuanyuan Dynasty, will announce that our Yin-Yang Dao is the only orthodox Dao of Xuanyuan Dynasty, and will practice it in public after the Dao Trial Conference ends..." 

"Practice in public? What does that mean?" 

"It means being deflowered in public!" 

"What?!" 

Someone even lost his grip and dropped his teacup onto the table, causing the tea to spill everywhere. The person had no time to wipe it off and asked hurriedly, "Where did you get this news? Is it true?" 

"That's right. We just saw it. Lu Jiajing is such a god-like person. Even the Saint Lady Xia from the Palace of the God King is no less than her. How could she do such a humiliating thing? Someone must have deliberately spread rumors." 

However, the Taoist disciple was very confident and said, "Believe it or not, my father is a high-ranking official in the Xuanyuan Dynasty. He told me this himself. In another month, this news will probably spread throughout the entire Qiongming Realm." 

"How is it possible? How could Lu Jiajing agree to something like this? It's impossible!" 

Lin Xuanyan had already had trouble drinking tea. He had been through life and death with Lu Jiajing before, and he knew her character very well. How could such a proud woman do such a thing? 

The man sighed and said, "No matter how important the status of the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace is, how can it be greater than the iron law of Xuanyuan Dynasty? This time, Xuanyuan Dynasty deliberately wanted to make friends with Fuyu Yinyang Dao, so they made such a move, and Lu Jiajing was the sacrifice they made to express their feelings to Fuyu Shenwang Palace." 

"But why would a dynasty that is above the rest of the world do this?" 

"Of course it's because of the North Territory! The North Territory was turbulent before. Although those monsters were strong and extremely dangerous, they were still in internal turmoil and were not enough to pose a threat. But now that the Monster Lord has appeared and the North Territory is unified, if those countless monsters and ghosts unite as one, their combat power will be much higher than that of humans. If they raise an army to attack the Xuanyuan Dynasty, even if the Xuanyuan Dynasty is not destroyed, it will be beaten half to death. If other princes take advantage of this opportunity to take action, I'm afraid the dynasty will no longer be named Xuanyuan." 

"So Fairy Lu is going to be martyred for the Xuanyuan Dynasty?" 

"It's not like she's going to die, why do you have to say it so tragically? Lu Jiajing is already a master of the Transformation Realm, and in terms of female combat power, she's second only to the Sword Sect's leader Pei Yuhan. She must have a deep understanding of Taoism, and practicing Yin-Yang Taoism isn't necessarily a bad thing. But to be killed in public... is always hard to accept." The disciple took a sip of tea, looking heartbroken. 

"Lu Jiajing..." The senior brother muttered the name. 

Someone patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Brother, don't worry. Practice hard. With such talent, you will definitely be able to enter the inner sect. Then, as a disciple of the inner sect of the Taoist sect, you may be favored by Fairy Lu and have a close encounter with her." 

The senior brother reprimanded him: "Junior brother, don't talk nonsense." 

"If Lu Jiajing also sinks, then Pei Yuhan, the leader of the Sword Sect, will be the only joke of this dynasty. I heard that Pei Yuhan is a stunning woman whose appearance and temperament are not inferior to Lu Jiajing." 

The senior brother took a sip of tea and couldn't help asking, "Who is going to break Fairy Lu's..." 

The disciple shook his head and said, "I get angry when I think about this. My father told me that it seems that the winner of the trial meeting will be allowed to... Hey, how can a junior from a human sect get his hands on a fairy? The more I think about it, the more angry I get." 

"That's a good deal for Xiao Wang. I'm afraid this decision is the result of a negotiation between the people in power in the Xuanyuan Dynasty and the Yin Yang Pavilion. In the human world, the Xuanmen and the Yin Yang Pavilion are equivalent to the will of the Yin Yang Dao of the Divine Palace. This can better reflect the determination of the Xuanyuan Dynasty to surrender to the Fuyu Divine Palace. It seems that the demon lord is very powerful. I wonder what kind of person he is to make the Emperor Xuanyuan so anxious." 

Senior Brother frowned and asked, "Aren't they afraid that someone will defeat Xiao Wang?" 

The junior brother snorted coldly, "Do you think the threshold of the seventh realm is so easy to reach? Besides, even if someone really wins, what will happen? The five people from the six major sects all practice the principles of yin and yang. Although the sects are different, they all have the same goal. The young man who wins will definitely be a big figure in the Xuanyuan Dynasty in the future. Maybe he can become a key chess piece in the war with the North Territory. It's just a sacrifice of a woman in the transformation realm. For a truly great country, no matter how stunning the beauty of a woman is, what does it matter?" 

"It's a pity that Xuanmen has Xiao Wang, but Yinyang Pavilion can't find any decent young people." 

"Well, I heard that the daughter of the head of Yin Yang Pavilion has an amazing appearance. At such a young age, she was listed as one of the four great beauties of Xuanyuan Dynasty." 

"That Miss Ji? So what? She is just a useless person who can't practice. Her appearance is destined to become a tool of the family." 

Everyone was still discussing, but Lin Xuanyan couldn't listen any longer, so he raised his cup and drank the tea in it. 

After paying for the tea, he took Yu Xiaotang, who was still looking at the scenery from the window with a surprised look on his face, out of the tea shop. 

At this moment, Lin Xuanyan suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright red light from the corner of his eyes, as strong as ink that was difficult to erase. 

Lin Xuanyan followed the light and saw a piece of red clothing exposed by the west window. 

Lin Xuanyan was slightly stunned, wondering why he didn't notice such eye-catching clothes when he was drinking tea? 

Was he too attracted by the conversation of those Taoist disciples? 

He subconsciously took two steps back and looked through the window at the people at that table. 

There were two people sitting on the chairs. One was dressed in red and covered in bronze armor. He had a well-proportioned figure and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. 

Next to the man sat a boy in bright yellow clothes, chattering non-stop. 

Chengjun City was a mixed crowd of good and bad people, with many strange and extraordinary people. He took a few more glances but didn't take it too seriously. 

Yu Xiaotang saw that he didn't look very well, so he asked, "What's wrong? Is the tea not tasty? I feel fine." 

Lin Xuanyan didn't know how to describe his feelings. 

Just like...just like the faint moaning sound I heard at the gate of Biluo Palace that day. 

Is it possible that all the women who were once close to me have to suffer such a disaster? 

The sword art is broken, I can bear it alone, why should innocent people be affected? 

Ten fingers hidden in the sleeves, calculating silently. 

But he calculated nothing. 

Is it because someone is hiding the secret? 

Or is it because of something else? 

He had a rare headache. 

"We've seen enough of the excitement. Let's go back to the mountain gate." Lin Xuanyan said to Yu Xiaotang. 

Yu Xiaotang looked at the big city reluctantly, as if he wanted to imprint every bit of its prosperity in his eyes. 

Lin Xuanyan comforted her, "We will come back in four months. Don't be too reluctant." 

Yu Xiaotang sniffed: "But four months later it won't be as lively as it is now. Besides, we were just here to be looked down upon..." 

"Is our sect so unbearable?" 

Yu Xiaotang said weakly: "I have been in the sect for more than ten years, and every time it is almost the same. I hate the Dao Trial Conference the most..." 

Lin Xuanyan touched her head and said, "This year will be different." 

Yu Xiaotang slapped his hand away and said angrily: "Why do you always like to touch my head? You won't grow taller, don't you know? If I can't grow up to be as pretty as Sister Lu or Master, I will beat you to death!" 

Lin Xuanyan smiled without saying anything. 

But when Lu Jiajing's name was mentioned, his expression darkened a little. 

Close your eyes, and the fairy in the colorful skirt floating in the air, isolated from the world, seems to be still before your eyes. 

... 

There is snow on Fenhui Peak all year round. 

The girl in the black skirt sat on the cliff and looked far away. 

This time she did not look at the sea. 

Look at the side facing the sea. 

The city is far away, but you can vaguely see the city lit up by fireworks and lanterns. From a distance, you can't hear any noise, but only the lights of thousands of houses, a peaceful and tranquil scene. 

The cold mountain wind blew against the book open on her knees. 

The pages of the book flutter in the wind. 

There are paintings of ghosts with ferocious faces and fierce looks on them. 

Looks spooky. 

The girl's skirt only covers her knees. She sits on the cliff, her exposed white legs swinging in the air above the cliff. 

Cold and lonely. 

The waves behind me beat against the shore day and night, and the lights of thousands of houses in front of me are all under my feet. 

On New Year's Eve, she stared into the distance with deep eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking. 

The sound of bells was heard from a distant city. 

Over and over again. 

The noisy bell sounds had already turned into a faint and cold mountain breeze when they reached the mountain. 

She just swung and swung her legs like a little girl. 

Until someone appeared behind her and said to her: "Miss, it's time to go back." 

The lady suddenly stretched out her hand, pointed to the brightly lit city in the distance and said, "It's very beautiful there." 

The young man was stunned for a moment. His young lady was not good at speaking and rarely spoke. 

He suddenly felt a little reserved, thought about it carefully, and said, "Miss, you can go and see if you want." 

She sat quietly for a while and said nothing more. 

After a while, the girl in the black dress stood up silently, took the other umbrella handed to her by the man, put the book clip in her arms with her left hand, held the umbrella with her right hand, and walked down the mountain path by herself. 

The young man standing behind her shook his head slightly. 

Every time I see my young lady's face, I feel astonished. It's just a pity that this young lady could have continued the sect's inheritance, but she is a useless person with no chance of becoming an immortal. 

Cultivation is a gift from heaven and destiny. 

I heard that the Pavilion Master is already planning the young lady's marriage. 

Plus, the talented young man from Xuanmen fell in love with the young lady at first sight. 

Xuanmen and Yinyang Pavilion, who have always been at odds with each other, may be planning to marry two younger generations. 

This is also the general trend. 

I don't know how the young master is doing in seclusion recently. 

If he could break through the realm, he might be able to fight against the Xuanmen. 

But these were not things that a servant like him should be concerned about. 

He smiled self-deprecatingly. 

Don't think about it anymore. 

Holding an umbrella, I followed the lady and walked slowly down the mountain path. 

... 

After Lin Xuanyan and Yu Xiaotang returned to the mountain gate, they went their separate ways and returned to their own rooms. 

Lin Xuanyan secretly opened the door of his room, but found a little light from inside. On the wooden chair where he usually sat, there was a woman quietly reading a book. 

The woman sat upright, with her chest held high and her head held high, her expression focused. The candlelight fell on her face, sparkling and glittering like clouds. 

It was not until Lin Xuanyan entered the room that the woman put away the book and raised her head and said, "Xuanyan, come here." 

Lin Xuanyan suddenly felt something was wrong, and walked over cautiously, looking at her as if he was walking on thin ice. 

The woman sitting there flipping through a book was Pei Yuhan. 

She looked at Lin Xuanyan, but her hands were stroking the book on the table. She was very curious why the majestic sword energy between the lines of the book disappeared. Was it because too much time had passed? 

Lin Xuanyan was a little panicked by her gaze, and spoke first: "Master, what do you want to see Xuanyan about?" 

Pei Yuhan closed the book, leaned back in the chair, turned around and looked at him, and asked: "Where did you and Xiaotang go tonight?" 

Lin Xuanyan said calmly, "The Dao Test Conference is approaching, so Xiaotang and I went down the mountain to practice swordplay for a while." 

"Why not practice on Jianping?" 

Lin Xuanyan said calmly: "The sound of swords colliding during sparring is quite loud, and I am afraid that this noisy sound will disturb the rest of Master and Senior Brother." 

Pei Yuhan looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Xuan Yan, I didn't expect you to be so considerate of others. Your teacher is very pleased." 

Lin Xuanyan said sincerely: "It should be." 

Pei Yuhan suddenly stood up, twisted his ear and asked, "Then why are there signs of rummaging in the treasury?" 

Lin Xuanyan was determined to do it, and said stubbornly: "Master, please let go first. I think the sect has been robbed. Master, you'd better set up a sword formation to guard it strictly to prevent the thieves from taking advantage of the opportunity to break in." 

Pei Yuhan grabbed his ears and pressed him down on the chair. She took a pen from the pen holder and put it in his hand, and ordered: "Copy this "Sword Heart Record" once. You are not allowed to sleep until you finish it." 

Lin Xuanyan knew that it was useless to explain himself, so he said with a bitter face: "Going to the human world will be very beneficial to the way of the sword." 

Pei Yuhan scolded: "The first thing a swordsman should do is to cut off the worldly dust." 

Another thunderclap exploded in Lin Xuanyan's heart. 

He suddenly thought of this, wasn't it him who said this back then? 

And thinking back on it, this statement is simply nonsense! 

It's rare that my own disciple regards it as the truth, but in the end it hurts himself. 

Is this karma? 

Lin Xuanyan answered irrelevantly and said weakly: "Actually, I once accepted a disciple." 

Pei Yuhan asked with interest: "Oh? What is my disciple's disciple like?" 

Lin Xuanyan looked at her face and said solemnly: "When I accepted my apprentice, I was still young, and I didn't know much at that time, so I basically let him do whatever he wanted. And my apprentice was also naughty by nature, often causing a lot of trouble, which kept me busy. Later, I separated from this apprentice, and I never had the chance to meet again." 

Pei Yuhan saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, so she asked, "It must be very troublesome to have such a naughty apprentice." 

Lin Xuanyan said: "I felt it was extremely troublesome at the time, but when I came back later, I felt that there was nothing more heartwarming." 

Pei Yuhan thought about his words seriously and said, "That's right." She then asked, "Then what do you teach your apprentice to do?" 

Lin Xuanyan bit his lip and held it in for a while. He said as if it was true: "Catch rabbits." 

"ah?" 

Lin Xuanyan suppressed his smile and said, "There are many rabbits near our village, but those rabbits are very cunning and like to dig fake holes. I am the best at catching rabbits in our area. My apprentice was fooled by the rabbits' fake holes and came to me to ask for tips. I took the opportunity to let her call me Master. It's just a joke." 

Pei Yuhan believed it and asked, "Do you miss your apprentice?" 

Lin Xuanyan said: "Actually, I'm a little scared." 

"Scared, why?" 

Lin Xuanyan said: "At that time, we were just playing around and finding a cheap master. Now, things have changed. When I see that disciple again, maybe she has become very successful. If she is arrogant and ignores me, wouldn't I be very hurt?" 

Pei Yuhan agreed and said, "That's true. If that's true, then this disciple is really annoying." 

Lin Xuanyan nodded desperately: "You think so too, right?" 

Pei Yuhan was a little puzzled, not knowing why he was so emotional all of a sudden, so she nodded, "Once a teacher, always a teacher. Never forget your roots." 

Lin Xuanyan said seriously: "I will definitely go find my apprentice. If she dares to do that to me, I will use the martial arts you taught me, Master, to severely punish my apprentice. Master, what do you think?" 

Pei Yuhan replied: "It is natural for a master to punish his apprentice. But it should be used as a warning and not as a bully." 

Lin Xuanyan widened his eyes and nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Master, I feel relieved when you say that." 

After saying this, he clasped his fists deeply and said, "Master, please go back. I will copy the "Sword Heart Record" and will definitely hand it over to you on time." 

Pei Yuhan looked at Lin Xuanyan, who was inexplicably full of energy, with a puzzled look on her face. She nodded hesitantly. Before leaving, she felt a little soft-hearted and said, "If you really can't finish copying, you can take a nap first. This won't happen again." 

Lin Xuanyan said happily: "Yes, Master."