Nether Pavilion The forbidden area behind the mountain.
This place is called "Nether Abyss", and it is the place where Nether Pavilion Supreme Elder and the previous pavilion masters used to retreat and meditate.
The mountain wall is as steep as a knife, and a waterfall falls from the top of the cliff. The water roars and the splashing water mist glows with a cold luster in the moonlight.
In the heart of the mountain, a huge stone chamber was dug out.
The furnishings in the stone room are extremely simple, with a couch, a table, a futon, and nothing else.
On the four walls, there are several dragon eye-sized Night-Luminescent Pearl inlaid, exuding a cool brilliance and illuminating the room.
A figure sat cross-legged on the futon.
This man looks to be about forty years old, with a handsome face, but there is a vicissitude and depth between his eyebrows that belies his age.
He was wearing a dark black robe, with the unique flame pattern of the Nether Pavilion embroidered with gold thread on the corners of the robe. The pattern was complex and delicate, faintly flowing under the light of Night-Luminescent Pearl.
Her long hair was tied up with a black jade hairpin, and a few strands of broken hair fell down in front of her forehead, adding a bit of unruliness.
He is the Nether Pavilion Master--Ling Wuyuan.
Ranked third among Martial Artist Ranking, First Grade has peak cultivation and has been trapped in this situation for more than ten years.
Over the years, he put aside all the secular affairs in the pavilion and devoted all his attention to the study of martial arts, trying to take the final step and enter the realm of a master.
This is also the reason why Nether Pavilion is presided over by the deputy master Li Wushang.
"Ten years!"
Standing up, Ling Wuyuan stretched his somewhat stiff muscles.
The joints made a fine crackling sound, which was particularly clear in the silent stone chamber.
He walked to the side of the stone room, where there was a mirror carved from a single piece of black jade. The surface of the mirror was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his figure.
After ten years of seclusion, the vicissitudes of life between my eyebrows are a bit deeper than those ten years ago.
He raised his hand and gently brushed it against the mirror, his fingertips touching the cold jade.
"I have to leave the quarantine."
Ling Wuyuan's voice was still very soft, but it carried an unquestionable determination.
Turn around and walk towards the stone room.
The dark black robe fluttered slightly, and the sound of footsteps was steady and powerful, echoing in the deep stone path.
Nether Pavilion Deep in the main hall.
Li Wushang stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking out the window and frowning.
After losing four Second Grade Elder one after another, another extremely arrogant thief appeared and looted the sect's property one after another--
These things were like huge rocks, weighing on his heart and making him breathless.
"Deputy Pavilion Master."
The voice of Liu Jin came from outside the palace door, with a bit of urgency.
"What's the matter?"
Li Wushang turned around and spoke in a calm voice, but with a hint of impatience.
"Pavilion Master... Pavilion Master is out of seclusion!"
Liu Jin's voice was filled with excitement that could not be concealed.
Li Wushang was slightly startled, and then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"The master of the pavilion has left seclusion?"
His voice rose a little higher, filled with irrepressible surprise.
He walked quickly outside the palace, his pace much faster than usual.
Pass through Corridor, pass through several Moon Gate, Li Wushang and arrive at the residence of the pavilion owner that has not been opened for a long time.
A figure stood in front of the door with hands behind his hands, his dark black robe fluttering slightly in the wind.
It is the master of the pavilion Ling Wuyuan.
"Pavilion Master!"
Li Wushang took a few steps forward, with sincere joy in his voice.
"You're out of seclusion!"
Ling Wuyuan turned around, his eyes fell on Li Wushang's face, and he nodded slightly.
"Go in and talk."
He turned around and walked indoors.
Li Wushang follows closely behind.
Ling Wuyuan sat down on the main seat and signaled Li Wushang to sit down.
Li Wushang sat down and his eyes fell on Ling Wuyuan's face, with a bit of expectation and a bit of anxiety.
"Pavilion Master, have you ever made a breakthrough during this retreat?"
"No."
Ling Wuyuan was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.
His voice was calm, and no emotion could be heard, but in those deep eyes, there was a hint of complexity that was difficult to conceal.
"There is always a small gap between me and the master."
Li Wushang couldn't hide his disappointment.
If the Pavilion Master can break through and become a Grandmaster, the situation will be very different in the future.
Unfortunately, what we were most looking forward to did not happen.
"Then why did the Pavilion Master suddenly leave seclusion?"
After a while, he asked about his doubts.
"If I don't come out of seclusion, I'm afraid I, Nether Pavilion, will be completely ruined by you."
Ling Wuyuan raised his eyes and his eyes fell on Li Wushang's face. A hint of coldness flashed in those deep eyes.
His voice was still calm, but underneath that calmness, there was a hint of anger.
Li Wushang's face turned pale at this moment. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Ling Wuyuan's eyes.
"Pavilion Master..."
He spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse.
"I am incompetent..."
"Incompetent? It is true that the leadership is incompetent."
Ling Wuyuan interrupted Li Wushang, his voice was still calm, but with a suffocating sense of oppression.
"In just a few months, four Second Grade Elder were lost, and the number of Second Grade Elder is now less than ten."
Li Wushang's head hung lower, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
He took a deep breath and spoke slowly:
"Pavilion Master, the reason why the conflict with the Azure Profound Sect has intensified is because Azure Profound Sect has a monster."
He paused and continued.
"This child's name is Fang Han. He is only twenty years old and has already reached the top of Prodigy Ranking."
"And after understanding Sword Intent, the combat power is enough to compete with Second Grade."
He raised his head and met Ling Wuyuan's gaze, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
"If we can't get rid of it before it grows up, Azure Profound Sect will definitely have one more grandmaster in the future."
"At that time, the power comparison between the Nether Pavilion and Azure Profound Sect will be completely unbalanced."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head again and waited for Ling Wuyuan's response.
The room fell into a long silence.
Ling Wuyuan said nothing.
He just stood with his hands behind his hands and looked outside. There was no emotion in his deep eyes.
After a long time, he slowly spoke.
"Twenty years old, reached the top of Prodigy Ranking, broke through Third Grade, understood Sword Intent..."
His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.
"The talent is truly amazing."
He paused, turned around, and his eyes fell on Li Wushang's face.
"But you think that because of your amazing talent, you will definitely become a grandmaster?"
The corners of his mouth slightly curved, and there was a bit of sarcasm and self-deprecation in that arc.
"Throughout the ages, there have been many masters who were astonishingly talented, but there are still few geniuses who are trapped at the peak of First Grade and are unable to break through the masters?"
Li Wushang is silent.
Of course he knows.
The realm of a master is like a natural chasm, standing in front of countless geniuses.
Those amazingly talented people, those people who are famous for a moment, how many people are unable to take that last step throughout their lives.
"Whether this son can become a master in the future is yet to be seen."
Ling Wuyuan's voice was still calm, but it carried an unquestionable certainty.
"And you, for an unknown threat, made me, Nether Pavilion, lose four Second Grade Elder."
He paused, and his voice suddenly turned cold.
"Li Wushang, tell me, is this deal worth it?"
Li Wushang opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but found that he couldn't.
The four Second Grade Elder are indeed real losses.
It is indeed unclear whether Fang Han can become a grandmaster in the future.
"The Pavilion Master has taught me a lesson. I... know that I was wrong."
He lowered his head, his voice hoarse.
Ling Wuyuan glanced at him and said nothing more.
He turned around, stood in front of the stone chamber with his hands behind his hands, looked at the mountains in the distance, and was silent for a moment.
"Pass the order."
He spoke and his voice returned to calmness.
"Prepare to discuss with the Azure Profound Sect to end the conflict between the two parties."
Li Wushang was startled slightly, raised his head, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Pavilion Master, Azure Profound Sect now has the advantage, I'm afraid... I won't agree."
"The grandmaster is the true foundation of a sect."
Ling Wuyuan did not look back, his voice was calm, but it carried an unquestionable confidence.
"Although I, Nether Pavilion, have suffered losses, it does not damage the foundation. Azure Profound Sect will agree."
Li Wushang was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
He stood up, turned around and walked outside, his footsteps a little more chaotic than when he came.
Ling Wuyuan stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands and did not move for a long time. There was no emotion in his deep eyes.
More than a day later, in the evening.
The night enveloped Azure Profound Mountain like a veil, and the cornices of the mountain palaces were looming in the night.
The figure of Fang Han appeared at the mountain gate.
Taking advantage of the darkness, he avoided the Deacon disciples along the way and returned to No. 35 Annex.
Qui Lan was chatting with two Maid in the corridor. When she heard the door knock, she looked up.
"Brother!"
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"You're back."
Fang Han nodded slightly.
"Has anyone come to see me in the past few days?"
he asked casually.
"No."
Qui Lan shook his head.
"No one will bother you."
"That's good."
Fang Han nodded and said.
"Prepare hot water for me, I want to take a bath."
After taking a bath, I returned to the bedroom and Fang Han fell asleep on the bed.
After running around for several days, not only the body has accumulated a lot of fatigue, but the spirit is also always in a state of tension.
Now that I returned to the sect, the tight feeling finally dissipated.
Now he just wants to lie on the bed he hasn't slept in for several days, have a good sleep, and relieve the physical and mental fatigue accumulated in the past few days.
The next morning, Fang Han had a refreshing sleep, got up early, and resumed his daily practice.
As soon as he finished practicing <Azure Profound Art>, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Senior brother, disciple Sect Master's Hall wants to see you."
Qui Lan's voice sounded outside the door.
Fang Han opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes.
He stood up, straightened his robes, and pushed out the door.
Outside the courtyard gate, a young man wearing Sect Master's Hall disciple uniform was standing with his head bowed. When he saw Fang Han coming out, he quickly bowed and saluted.
"Senior Brother Fang, the sect master summons you to go to the Sect Master's Hall immediately."
"I'll go right away."
Fang Han nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
He straightened his robes and followed the disciple to the top of the mountain.
As he walked, thoughts began to swirl in his mind.
It was obviously no coincidence that I was summoned as soon as I came back.
Although few people in the sect know that he has left the sect in the past few days, the sect leader naturally knows.
Sect Master's Hall stands tall and tall, glowing with a warm luster in the morning light.
When the disciples on duty in front of the palace gate saw Fang Han approaching, they quickly bowed and saluted.
Fang Han nodded slightly and stepped into the hall.