#684 - The style of a master
Xuan Tianyi walked on the streets of the Qiankun Sect, thinking about the Taixuan Sect in his heart. Although he missed the Taixuan Sect, he didn't want to go back.
He didn't want to shoulder too much responsibility; he preferred to roam freely throughout the world.
Even if the Taixuan Sect possessed the extraordinary opportunity left by the Fudao Sword Sovereign, he still didn't want to return.
Compared to the level of his cultivation, he had more pursuits.
In his opinion, if he were to live only to live longer, it would be very boring. He liked to experience the mortal world, interact with different people, and he also liked to write these things down, so that when someone destined saw them, it would be considered that he hadn't lived in vain.
Of course, the reason why he was willing to leave the Taixuan Sect was also because Gu An had left. Although Gu An had left, the sword intent that Gu An left in the Butian Platform was still there, which showed that Gu An still cared about the Taixuan Sect.
With someone protecting the Taixuan Sect, he had no worries.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, seeing that you look unfamiliar, you must be here for the first time, right?"
A voice came from the side, interrupting Xuan Tianyi's thoughts. He turned his head to look and saw a middle-aged cultivator walking towards him.
This person was wearing an elegant blue robe, with a serious expression and extraordinary bearing.
Xuan Tianyi stopped and waited for him to come closer before opening his mouth and saying, "I am Xuan Tianyi, and it is indeed my first time coming to the Qiankun Sect. I heard that your sect has a grand gathering, so I came to broaden my horizons."
He entered the Qiankun Sect openly and honestly, registered his identity, and paid the spirit stones, so he was not afraid of encountering trouble.
The middle-aged cultivator said in a low voice, "I have a few books here that can help you better understand the Qiankun Sect. Would you like to take a look?"
So he's a book pusher…
Xuan Tianyi was a little disappointed. He couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level and thought he was a great cultivator. Now that he thought about it, this person should have some kind of secret treasure on him, and his cultivation level shouldn't be high.
"How many spirit stones?" Xuan Tianyi asked.
Being new to the place, he didn't want to cause too much trouble. If it wasn't expensive, he would just consider it making a good connection.
"One hundred high-grade spirit stones," the middle-aged man said seriously.
"So expensive? Forget it!"
Xuan Tianyi directly shook his head and refused, then went around him to leave.
Just looking at the book titles, Xuan Tianyi felt the author's magnificent literary attainments. He seemed to see a literary giant who could rival him.
"You definitely won't regret buying them!"
The middle-aged man said in a low voice, his tone serious, as if he were imparting a peerless secret technique.
Xuan Tianyi asked, "Can I flip through a couple of pages?"
The middle-aged man immediately took out a book and handed it to him. After he took it, he casually flipped open a page. He narrowed his eyes and took a look, and was immediately stunned.
"I'll buy them! Do you have any others?"
Xuan Tianyi raised his eyes and said decisively.
"No, but there will be more in the future. When new books come out, if you're still here, I'll come find you," the middle-aged man shook his head and replied. From beginning to end, his expression was very serious, making it hard to imagine that he would do such a thing.
His attitude made Xuan Tianyi very admired. What kind of belief was this?
"May I ask for the fellow Daoist's name?"
After Xuan Tianyi finished the transaction, he raised his hand and asked with respect.
The middle-aged man returned the greeting, then left a sentence and left: "I am Zhang Chunqiu."
Zhang Chunqiu?
Xuan Tianyi wrote down this name and decided to write this name into his book.
Afterwards, Xuan Tianyi lost the mood to wander around. He quickly found an inn to stay in and carefully savored the newly acquired treasure.
On the other side, the Qiankun Sect's martial arts competition officially began.
An Zizai followed An Xin to watch the excitement and received a warm reception from the Qiankun Sect's higher-ups. Hearing that An Zizai was An Xin's disciple, this made the Qiankun Sect's higher-ups look at him with very fiery eyes.
Before Wushi sent Tianhao into the Qiankun Sect, that was someone who helped the Qiankun Sect truly become famous throughout the world, and it was of far-reaching significance.
An Xin was Wushi's eldest disciple. To be accepted as a disciple by her, this An Zizai must be an extraordinary existence.
However, they didn't dare to recruit him rashly, but only tried their best to please An Zizai.
In the viewing閣樓, Yuan Luo sat on a chair, looking distantly at the閣樓 where the elders were gathered, his gaze falling on An Zizai, his brow furrowed slightly.
He naturally recognized An Xin, and he also respected An Xin very much. When he was young, An Xin had also given him a spell.
It's just that seeing the attitude of the elders, he was a little unhappy.
The Qiankun Sect was good in every way, but it was not confident enough and always needed Wushi's help.
The twenty geniuses that Wushi sent before were indeed very strong, and a few of them even gave him a headache, but these people huddled together and did not truly integrate into the Qiankun Sect. Sometimes, he was worried that these people would betray them.
In his opinion, how could there be eternal giving in this world? Wushi has helped the Qiankun Sect so much, what is the reason?
If in the future, Wushi needs the Qiankun Sect to repay, how can the Qiankun Sect refuse?
Always relying on others, when will they be able to be independent?
The Daoting is like this, there are too many factions, and there will always be various contradictions, and it is impossible to truly rule the world. Sometimes a decision requires decades or hundreds of years of internal debate, and even the Lord of the Daoting does not have absolute power.
Yuan Luo remembered An Zizai's face. An Zizai seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at him.
The two's gazes collided in the air, and Yuan Luo quickly shifted his gaze.
An Zizai frowned slightly. Being stared at by Yuan Luo just now made him a little uncomfortable.
"That person is named Yuan Luo. He was once our Qiankun Sect's number one genius. He is very powerful. I can let him teach you supernatural powers," Yi Qingshan looked at An Zizai beside him and said with a smile.
Letting An Zizai sit next to the Sect Leader, such treatment made not only Yuan Luo unable to help but pay attention, but many disciples were also discussing An Zizai's origins.
An Zizai shook his head and said, "Thank you for the Sect Leader's kindness, I have masters and uncles to teach me, so there is no need to trouble you."
These words shocked Yi Qingshan and the other higher-ups.
So many Wushi disciples are teaching him?
It seems that Wushi wants to focus on cultivating him!
This made the higher-ups' desire to recruit An Zizai even stronger.
They would not question Wushi, but only felt that An Zizai had unlimited potential and would definitely become famous throughout the world in the future.
Lü Xian, Chen Chuan, and An Shengtian have already become famous throughout the world. This son is afraid that he will surpass these three.
An Zizai felt uncomfortable with their gazes, so he could only look at the martial arts battle in front of him.
…
In the dim void, countless meteorites floated, and in the distance, there were also nebulae changing their shapes, beautiful and magnificent.
Fang Xuan, dressed in red, stepped forward on his sword, his robes fluttering, showing the demeanor of an immortal.
Fang Xuan's gaze looked forward, his eyes calm, but his heart was a little uneasy.
"I wonder what other fellow Daoists will think of me?"
The reason why Fang Xuan came to this void was because he felt that there was the luck of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor here. Of course, it was not the real Hunyuan Dao Emperor, because the other party's luck was not as good as his, but it was not far off.
He had been comprehending the Hunyuan Dao Emperor for many years, and now he encountered a bottleneck, and he urgently wanted to exchange ideas with others.
