Song Daren was stunned for a moment, and the sound lingered in his ears, like celestial music. After a moment, he woke up from his dream-like state, turned around swiftly, and saw five or six female disciples standing behind him, wearing attire that identified them as members of Xiao Zhufeng Gate, which only accepted female disciples within Qingyun Gate.

  But when the first one to come out was a beautiful woman with a melon-shaped face, slender as a cloud, and skin as white as snow, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. Zhang Xiaofan took a look at the woman and was about to turn his head to ask which sects fellow sister she was, but when he turned his head, he saw that from Wu Daoyi to Zheng Dali to He Dazhi, each of their faces had an eerie smile. With a thought in mind, he looked at Song Darin again, and saw that this normally astute and capable senior brother had a foolish grin on his face, looking stupid and seemingly not knowing what to say. He thought for a moment and then guessed the womans identity.

  As expected, He Dazhi and others on the side were waiting to see a good show, but unexpectedly, Song Daren suddenly fell into a daze. The silly look not only made the people of Da Zhu Peak unbearable, but also the female disciples of Xiao Zhu Peak opposite them couldnt help but cover their mouths and laugh secretly. The beautiful woman standing in front of Song Darens face turned slightly red, and she called out softly: "Brother Song."

  Song Daren had not yet reacted, and He Dazhi, who was already feeling impatient, took over the conversation, saying: "Haha, Wen Mingshu, its been many years since we last met. How have you been lately?"

  Wen Minmeis gaze shifted to this lean man and paused for a moment before she smiled and said, "Is this He Dazhi, Shifu?"

  He Dazhi nodded repeatedly, saying: "Indeed it is I. Wen Shijie has a good memory, we only met once in the past, and you still remember me, its really an honor for me."

  Wen smiled slightly and said: "Brother He was able to resist a strong enemy in the last competition, showing off his skills, of course I remember."

  He Daizhis face turned red, and he mentioned the previous years Seven Veins Gathering. In the first round of the competition, he had encountered a master from Changmen Tongtian Peak, and although he had given it his all, he was defeated. However, being a clever person, he laughed it off and said: "Lets not mention those old matters. My shallow cultivation is far inferior to that of Wen Shijie and our Eldest Senior Brother. Speaking of which, since the last Grand Trial, our Eldest Senior Brother has been thinking about you all the time."

  Wen Mians face turned slightly red, but she didnt respond. She just glanced at Song Daren with the corner of her eye. However, the young female disciples behind her had already burst out laughing. Song Daren, a rough and robust man, now looked as embarrassed as a shy teenager, hastily shouting: "No, no, I dont have...".

  "What?" He hadnt finished speaking when he was interrupted by a young woman standing behind Wen Mian, "So you dont miss our Shifu Wen Mian?"

  Song Darens heart skipped a beat, and he secretly raised his eyes to glance at Wen Mian, only to see Wen Mian staring back at him, her beautiful eyes unblinking. He felt anxious in his heart and blurted out: "N-no, its not that... I have something on my mind..."

  "Ah!"

  Dàzhú Fēng and Xiǎozhú Fēng burst into laughter together with everyone, especially the young women behind Wén Mǐn, who laughed even more brightly and loudly, attracting the attention of other disciples from nearby sects.

  He Daizhi waited for the laughter of the crowd to subside, and then turned serious and said to the ladies of Xiaozhu Peak: "Everyone, actually our eldest senior brother meant this, he is not neglecting Wen Mians sister, but also not always thinking about her..."

  "Whats that?" asked a female disciple of Xiaozhu Peak with a loud laugh.

  He Dazhi glanced at the woman and smiled: "He thought of Wen Shijie once, then forgot her after a moment, and then remembered her name again after another moment, thats why he said he didnt always miss her."

  Everyone burst out laughing, Song Daren glared at He Dazhi fiercely, but his eyes darted to Wen Min, who had a hint of a smile on her lips and didnt seem angry. In his heart, he couldnt help but feel a little delighted, and he muttered: "Wen Shimei, theyre just joking around, dont mind them."

  Wen Mian smiled slightly, turned around and first stopped the sisters behind him who were laughing so hard they were shaking with mirth, then looked at him deeply and said: "Then what do you think in your heart?"

  Song Daren made a wry face, muttering "I, I, I" several times, but couldnt say anything else. Seeing him like this, the women couldnt help but burst out laughing again. Wen Min shook her head, glared at him, and ignored him, walking over to Tian Linger and taking her pale hand in hers. She examined it carefully before saying, "Youre Linger, my junior sister, arent you?"

  Tian Linger said strangely: "Yes, how did you know mine, Wen Shi Jie?"

  Wen Miao smiled and said, "You often come to our Xiaozhu Peak with Su Rous Shifu, weve known you for a long time. Its been years since we last met, and youre even more handsome now."

  Tian Linger grasped Wen Mians hand and smiled, "Where, how can I compare to your flower-like appearance, Master Sister Wen?" She lowered her voice and leaned forward, whispering, "My Eldest Senior Brother is infatuated with you, Master Sister Wen."

  Wen Min glanced at Song Daren, and Song Daren immediately showed a silly smile. She shook her head and said in a low voice: "Your senior brother is really a wooden brain."

  Tian Linger burst out laughing and immediately felt that she had met Wen Minsi too late. Wen Minsi gently pulled her, and Tian Linger followed her to the group of women at Xiaozhu Peak. They chatted for a few sentences, and soon they became extremely familiar with each other, their laughter and conversation constantly coming from the group of women, leaving Song Daren and others in the cold.

  Song Daren stood by, wanting to go forward and talk to Wen Min, but for a moment he didnt know how to start, so he just stood there. Not to mention others, even Zhang Xiaofan shook his head after seeing this.

  At this time, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly heard Du Bi beside him say: "There are so many people again."

  Zhang Xiaofan felt a strange sensation in his heart, and when he turned to look, his body suddenly shook. He saw a group of people walking towards him from afar, with over thirty people in total, each wearing white clothes, looking spirited and proud. In other words, they were arrogant. However, the first few people were extraordinary, especially the one at the very front. His white clothes were as white as snow, and he looked handsome and elegant. If it wasnt Qi Huan, then who was it?

  Whats going on!

  Zhang Xiaofan stared at the group of people walking over, repeatedly repeating this name in his heart, and heard beside him that Fourth Brother He Dazhi suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "The Longfeng clan is indeed numerous and powerful."

  At this time, Zhihao also saw the crowd at Dazhu Peak and immediately walked over. The people behind him followed suit. As he approached, he cupped his hands in a greeting and smiled at Daoren, "Brother Song, we meet again."

  Song Daren didnt dare to be slow and returned the courtesy: "Brother Qi, youve also arrived. I dont know if youll be participating in this grand assessment?"

  Zi Hao smiled and said: "Originally, I didnt want to participate, but my master thought that my cultivation still needed tempering, so he ordered me to participate, and I took up a spot in the main vein."

  Song Daren nodded and smiled: "This is very good. With Brother Qis talent, the winner of this time must be you."

  Zhi Hao shook his head repeatedly and humbly said: "No, no, Brother Song is overpraising me."

  The two of them were speaking in a polite tone, but Zhang Xiaofans eyes widened as he searched behind Qi Huan. Before long, he saw Lin Jingyu standing behind Qi Huan, also scanning the surroundings, clearly looking for something. The two locked eyes, overjoyed, and simultaneously walked out, grasping each others hands, as if they had a thousand words to say but couldnt utter any of them at that moment.

  After a long while, Lin Jingyu finally spoke up: "Xiao Fan, are you participating in this grand assessment?"

  Zhang Xiaofan nodded and smiled: "Yes, my master was very kind to me and allowed me to participate. What about you?"

  Lin Jingyu said: "I also participated, hum, whats good about that short-tempered master of yours? Two years ago when I went to your place, he treated you like that..."

  "Wait, hes not usually like that," Zhang Xiaofan hastily said, "he was just angry that day."

  Lin Jingyu and his childhood friend rarely met again, unwilling to let these boring topics disturb each others mood. He changed the subject with a smile: "You little brat, two years havent seen you, yet youve grown so tall?"

  Zhang Xiaofan punched him and laughed, scolding: "How come you can grow up, but Im not allowed to be taller?"

  Lin Jingyu burst out laughing, the two of them talking to themselves on one side, this time without any seniors around, they could say whatever they wanted without restraint. Others didnt bother them either. However, while speaking, Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently turned his head and saw that Qi Huan had somehow noticed Tian Linger and Wen Mins group of women standing aside, walking over to greet them. His heart inexplicably ached, even his face changed color.

  Lin Jingyu looked at him in surprise and asked: "Whats wrong, Xiao Fan?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and forced a smile: "Nothings wrong." However, his eyes were still fixed on Qi Huan.

  Zhi Hao had now walked up to Tian Ling Er and Wen Mian, he first smiled and greeted Tian Ling Er, saying: "Junior Sister Tian, do you still remember me?"

  Tian Linger was chatting excitedly with Wen Min and the others from Xiao Zhu Feng when she suddenly saw Qi Huan appear, her face turned red for some reason, and her voice became softer: "Yes, Brother Qi is well."

  From a distance, Tian Lingers delicate face was slightly flushed, and her big, watery eyes seemed like a dream at first glance. But this beautiful face reflected in Zhang Xiaofans eyes from afar was like a knife cut, hurting deep within his heart.

  "Xiao Fan, whats wrong with you? Why did your face suddenly turn so pale?" Lin Jingyu asked in concern, "Are you sick?"

  "Its nothing, Im fine." Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice.

  In the distance, Wen Mins thoughts were sharp and she took a look at Tian Lingers appearance. She roughly had an idea in her mind. She then turned to Qi Huan and said: "Qi Shixiong, how come you only recognize Tian Shimei, but dont even notice us sisters from Xiaozhu Peak?"

  She said this, and the women behind her all started to laugh. Qi Huan hastily said: "Elder sister Wen, what are you talking about? How could I be so rude to the ladies of Xiaozhu Peak?"

  Wen Min smiled lightly and said: "Brother Qi is participating in the Seven Veins Martial Arts Gathering again this time, I suppose youre determined to win?"

  Qī Hàos eyes flashed with insight as he said, "Wén Shījiě passed three levels in the previous Grand Trial, but unfortunately lost to Xiāo Yìcái, Xiāo Shīxiōng. Its a pity that she didnt win. After a decade of diligent practice and Water Moon Masters careful guidance, as the number one expert of Little Bamboo Peak, she must be aiming for the championship title in this Grand Trial."

  Wen Mian smiled and said: "I dont dare, I dont dare, how can I compete with Brother Qi? Moreover, the title of the first master of Xiaozhu Peak, I am even more unable to bear."

  "Qi Huan furrowed his brow and said: Wen Shijie, youre being too polite..."

  Wen Miao laughed and said, "No, my familys master, Shui Yue Da Shi, studied the harmony of heaven and man. Im not talented enough to learn from her true teachings. There are other talented sisters in our sect, Qi Shixiong should be careful."

  Zi Haos eyes shone brightly, but a smile spread across his face: "This is even better, I suppose it will make Wen Shijie surrender willingly. It must be an extraordinary talent that is hard to come by. I really want to meet him soon."

  Wen Min smiled lightly and nodded, no longer saying anything, pulling Tiansheng who was reluctant to leave to one side.

  At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the sky above the square, like a thunderclap, shaking the entire audience. Hundreds of Qingyun disciples on the square looked up and saw a red light flashing towards them, stopping in mid-air above the square after a brief moment. A red sword was emitting a sacred aura, suspended in mid-air above the square, with a Tongtian Peak Longmen Daoist standing on it, loudly addressing the various sects disciples standing on the square:

  "Fellow seniors, the True Master of the Sect and all the seats have orders. Please ask the fellow seniors who are participating in the Seven Veins Assemblys grand trial to speak at the Jade Clear Hall."

  The mountain wind blew in, white clouds floated away, and the hundreds of Qingyun disciples on the square stirred for a while before continuing to walk out, heading towards the front of the square.

  Zhang Xiaofan thought that those highly cultivated disciples would directly use their magical treasures to fly away, but unexpectedly, looking at the crowd, they seemed to have no such intention, and one by one, they walked steadily. He walked with Lin Jingyu, looking left and right, only to see Tian Linger and Xiao Zhufeng Wenmin and other women walking together, smiling, seemingly in a good mood, while Song Daren and other Da Zhufeng disciples followed behind them.

  As for the Longfeng lineage, seven or eight people walked out of Qi Huans group, but now they have gone elsewhere and are greeting other disciples who also walked out. Especially Qi Huan, who is familiarly calling out the names of the other disciples, exchanging greetings with them in all directions, while the other disciples from various lineages are also welcoming him with smiles, seemingly having a wide social circle.

  "Brother Qi is very good at making friends," said Lin Jingyu, who was walking beside him and noticed Zhang Xiaofans gaze fixed on Qi Huan. "Moreover, his cultivation is profound, and he has earned the trust of his master, Cang Song Zhenren, so in Qingyun Gate, everyone gives him face."

  Zhang Xiaofan heard it in his ear, expressionless, and slowly nodded.

  Walking to the end of the square, it was the "Rainbow Bridge" in the Six Scenic Spots of Qingyun. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu had passed by here five years ago when they were rescued on Mount Qingyun. At this moment, revisiting the old place, he couldnt help but feel a wave of emotion.

  Stepping onto the Rainbow Bridge, that magnificent bridge body, looking at the clear water flowing down on both sides of the bridge, still refracting the enchanting and beautiful seven-color rainbow. Five years ago, two ignorant young boys, now are disciples under Qingyun Gate. Walking at the end of the crowd, Lin Xingyu suddenly let out a low sigh: "Five years have passed!"

  Zhang Xiaofan walked silently, only moving forward. The scenery in front of him was the same as it had been all those years ago. As the Rainbow Bridge rose up, white clouds gradually fell beneath his feet, and the azure sky was crystal clear, stretching out above his head.

  "Why dont you go up on the sword?" Zhang Xiaofan suddenly said.

  Lin Jingyus face showed a hint of surprise, and he said: "Dont you know? Our junior brothers are not allowed to ride swords in the air near the main hall of Tongtian Peak. I heard Qi Huan say that this is to show respect for the elders, and when entering the sacred land of Yuqing Temple, one must walk up on foot; secondly, its said that when our Qingyun Gate was first established, the founder set up a very powerful ban called Xianjian Sword Array at the top of Tongtian Peak to protect this place. Anyone who dares to fly into the air above Tongtian Peak will be killed by the Xianjian Sword Array.

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said, "No wonder there are so many powerful fellow disciples, but not a single one who wields the sword. By the way, is that Slaying Immortal Sword Array formidable?"

  Lin Jingyus gaze looked towards the towering mountain peak in front of him and said, "I havent seen it before, but I think its extremely powerful. It is said that this Xian Jian Sword Array was passed down from Qingyun Ancestor, and then improved by Qingyun Ancestor a thousand years ago, its power is unmatched, since then, no one has dared to make trouble in our Qingyun Mountain again."

  Zhang Xiaofan followed his line of sight and looked at the majestic mountain peak, sighing: "Wow, its so amazing!"

  The two of them walked and talked, following the dozens of people as they crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Along the way, Zhang Xiaofan looked at these young elites of the Qingyun Gate, but saw that among the more than 60 people, men accounted for the majority, with only about 13 or 14 female disciples, most of whom were wearing small bamboo peak attire. However, regardless of gender, almost everyone had an extraordinary bearing, the men were majestic and heroic, while the women were beautiful and elegant, with handsome men and beautiful women everywhere. Anyone who saw them would have to say that the Qingyun Gate had a bright future ahead of it.

  After passing the Rainbow Bridge, they arrived at the Bishui Pool in Qingyunmen Town, where the ancient beast "Shuikilin" lived. Unlike five years ago when Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu first came, this ancient beast, revered by the disciples of Qingyunmen as the "Spiritual Master", was not hiding in the pool water, but had been lying on the empty ground at the edge of the pool, basking in the sun. However, looking at its lazy appearance, it didnt seem much different from five years ago.

  Qingyun disciples walked down the Rainbow Bridge, one by one paying respects to this majestic creature, then stepped onto the stone steps at the edge of the pond and headed towards the main hall of the Jade Clear Abode high above. Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan followed behind the crowd, whispering to Zhang Xiaofan: "Do you still remember what happened when we first arrived?"

  Zhang Xiaofan nodded, still feeling a lingering fear in his heart: "I remember getting soaked from head to toe, but thats nothing. What really scared me was seeing such a huge monster."

  Lin Jingyus mouth corner revealed a hint of a smile, saying: "Thats right, when we were in Caomiao Village before, when did we ever see such a thing? I thought the largest animal in this world was the dog bear on Qingyun Mountain."

  Zhang Xiaofan burst out laughing, and for a moment everyone turned their heads to look over. Zhang Xiaofan was startled and quickly stopped his laughter. Lin Jingyu was also shocked, coughed twice, and his face turned slightly red.

  Others took a few glances, then turned their heads and continued walking away. Zhang Xiaofan finally let out a sigh of relief, turning his eyes to look at Lin Jingyu, the two exchanged gazes, both smiling slightly.

  Dozens of people walked quickly past the front, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu walked down the rainbow bridge, came to the side of Bi Shui Tan, and respectfully saluted the water qilin. However, from the beginning, this water qilin seemed to be sleeping particularly dead, whoever saluted it had no reaction, at this moment, buried its head in sleep, snoring like thunder, 100% did not know that these two young people were saluting it.

  Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu didnt expect Shui Qilin to respond to them, after exchanging greetings, they walked up the steps. Zhang Xiaofan said: "Jingyu, last time you came to Dazhu Peak, it was a hasty visit, I didnt even congratulate you. I didnt expect that in just a few years, you would have such high attainments."

  Lin Jingyu smiled and said, "This is all thanks to my master Cang Song Zhenren and the efforts of my fellow disciples." As he spoke, his tone paused, and his voice gradually became low and solemn. "Actually, in the first few years, every time I worked hard, I thought of that pile of bloody corpses in Cao Miao Village, and it was unbearable for me. So I steeled myself to cultivate diligently, hoping that one day I could avenge my parents and the people of the village."

  Zhang Xiaofans heart felt a pang, and he reached out to pat Lin Jingyus shoulder. Lin Jingyu composed himself, gathered his emotions, and smiled: "Alright, lets not talk about the past anymore. How about you, hows your cultivation going?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "You know Ive never been as smart as you since I was a child. In these years on Dazhu Peak, Master and the senior brothers have all been very good to me, but Im too stupid, my progress in cultivating the truth is extremely slow, its really sorry for Master and Big Brother."

  Lin Jingyu hummed and said, "Youre not stupid anywhere, I think its 80% likely that your short master is intentionally making things difficult for you and not teaching you the true Qingyunmen Xiuzhen Dafa."

  Zhang Xiaofan did not expect that Lin Jingyu still harbored a grudge over the dispute two years ago, and smiled: "It wont be, my master isnt that kind of person. Forget about me, by the way, is your magic weapon still the Dragon-Slaying Sword from two years ago?"

  Lin Jingyu nodded and smiled: "This divine sword is the treasure of Longfengs lineage, I got it from my master with great kindness, not only its power is extremely great, but also the sword has spirituality, which is of great help to my cultivation."

  Zhang Xiaofan envied in his heart and also showed it on his face, saying: "That would be the best."

  Lin Jingyu smiled and asked in return: "What about you, Xiao Fan? Do you have any magic tricks up your sleeve?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached into his pocket to touch the black "fire iron". A thread of coldness, as if it existed or not, crept onto his palm.

  "No," he said in a low voice, "my cultivation is not enough, I am not yet able to wield magical treasures."

  Lin Jingyu didnt mind, as if he had expected it all along, and comforted him saying: "Its okay, Xiao Fan, as long as you work hard and cultivate diligently, youll definitely succeed. Were still young anyway, just consider this time a learning experience."

  Zhang Xiaofans mouth twitched slightly as he looked at his old friends kind face and listened to his gentle words, but he didnt feel a hint of comfort.

  Want to see?

  Everyone thought he came here just to take a look, thinking of this, his heart suddenly had an inexplicable anger, like a fire burning in the depths of his heart, but it dissipated in an instant. He lowered his head and didnt speak, not even having the intention to blame his friends, because at that moment he also thought so about himself.

  As if responding to his thoughts, the "fire stick" that was still in contact with his palm at this moment suddenly reacted, and a cold air surged up in an instant, spreading from his palm directly to his shoulder.

  Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, but soon realized that this feeling did not pose any harm to his body, and instead felt refreshingly cool. He looked around and saw that Lin Jingyu seemed completely unaware of it.

  Just as Zhang Xiaofan let out a sigh of relief, suddenly, a deafening roar exploded from behind them. Zhang Xiaofan was fine, but even Lin Xingyu, who was far more powerful than him, was also affected in the same way, his whole body shaking, his ears ringing nonstop. The Qingyun Gate disciples walking ahead of them seemed to be in the same situation as well.

  Everyone was shocked to the extreme, how could there be such a strange sound in this sacred place of Qingyun Gate? Immediately afterwards, they turned their heads one after another, and upon looking, everyone was even more shocked and bewildered.