Chapter 851: Registered Disciple

The person who came was an old man with simple clothes and disheveled hair. His face was extremely familiar. He was clearly the old man Lu from the Tianyang City Artifact Refining League.

He took three steps at a time and walked forward looking around, as if hesitating for something. When he saw Ye Chunyang sitting upright in the hall, his expression brightened and his pace quickened a bit.

"Disciple Lu Qian, meet Senior Ye."

When he walked up to Ye Chunyang, the old man put away his sneaky look and had a solemn expression on his face.

"I heard what senior brothers Hua Yun and Hong Ji said, are you here to worship me as your teacher?" Ye Chunyang looked at him, feeling a little surprised and a little funny in his heart.

"Yes, the junior was amazed by the weapon refining skills revealed by the senior when he repaired the sword array in Tianyang City that day. The junior wanted to ask the senior for advice at that time, but the senior seemed to be involved in important matters at the time, and the junior did not dare to bother himself until Later, I heard that my senior was an elder of the Feixian Sect, so I took the liberty to come here, hoping to learn the art of weapon refining under my sect," Old Man Lu said solemnly.

"Feixianmen and Tianyang City are thousands of miles away. With your cultivation level in the foundation-building period, it's hard for you to come here all the way." Ye Chunyang looked at Old Man Lu with a half-smiling expression.

In the foundation building stage, he could only wield a sword but not a cloud. This old man Lu actually traveled thousands of miles to come to Feixianmen, which somewhat surprised Ye Chunyang, and he did not expect that the other party would want to worship him as his teacher.

"As long as I can join my senior's sect, I will do whatever it takes to do anything!" Old Man Lu said resolutely.

In the past, when seeing this old man, he always looked like a scoundrel, but now he was so solemn and determined, which made Ye Chunyang surprised.

"Since you are able to find me here, you must know something about me. I rarely stay in the sect, and I never accept disciples. Besides, I am not a weapon refiner. If you worship me as your teacher, you will only know how to do it." If you are delaying your future, it is better to go back to where you came from." Ye Chunyang was silent for a moment and shook his head at Old Man Lu.

After hearing this, Old Man Lu was obviously stunned for a moment, and a sad look flashed across his face.

But then he showed determination and said: "Senior, you are too modest. With the means you used to repair the sword array in Tianyang City at that time, the weapon refiners of some major sects were less than one ten thousandth. It doesn't matter if you don't accept me as a disciple, senior. I will stay in Feixianmen for a long time until the senior agrees to accept me as his disciple."

Ye Chunyang frowned, with a hint of sullenness in his eyes.

I had expected that Old Man Lu would be very stubborn, but he didn't expect that he was more stubborn than he thought. However, Ye Chunyang devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and did not like to be involved in worldly affairs, but he had never planned to accept disciples.

He looked at Old Man Lu, who had a resolute look on his face that suggested success or failure.

Ye Chunyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After a long time, he finally shook his head and sighed: "Well, since you are so determined, and considering that you and I were old acquaintances, I can accept you as a registered disciple. However, I have always devoted myself to practice, so you don't need to expect me to know how to do it." If I give you some advice, I will at most give you some techniques for refining weapons so that you can practice them yourself. How much you can comprehend depends on your own qualifications and luck."

When Old Man Lu heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and quickly bowed and saluted: "Disciple, thank you Master!"

While thanking him, Old Man Lu was murmuring in his heart. Just now, Senior Ye mentioned that he and he were old acquaintances. Could it be that he had met him before he repaired the sword array in Tianyang City?

"No need to be too polite, there is no need for these red tapes in my sect." Ye Chunyang waved his hand, took out three scrolls and a jade slip from the Qiankun bag and threw them to Old Man Lu, "These scrolls and jade slips contain magic weapons for refining. You can use it to understand the spirit-ascension technique and my many years of weapon refining experience. If you can gain something from it, I will consider accepting you as my direct disciple in the future."

Many years ago, Ye Chunyang discovered that although Old Man Lu's cultivation aptitude was not very good, he was extremely talented in weapon refining, and his obsession with weapon refining completely surpassed that of ordinary weapon refiners. Maybe he could teach him these treasure refining techniques. is a good choice.

Among these scrolls are not only the spirit-ascension techniques that Ye Chunyang obtained in the treasure house of Biluo Fairy of Huaxue Sect, but also some advanced treasure-refining techniques taught by Guang Lingzi. After years of research, Ye Chunyang summarized these weapon-refining experiences. Coming down, it is considered a priceless treasure.

Old Man Lu was ecstatic. He took the scroll and opened it eagerly, his eyes shining brightly.

He was attracted by this sight. Sometimes he looked shocked, sometimes he felt confused, and in the end he seemed to have understood something, with a look of enlightenment.

"Master, these methods are really mysterious, and the disciple has gained a lot of insights after some understanding. Master, please rest assured that the disciple will live up to his expectations, and one day he can truly become the master's direct disciple." Mr. Lu regarded each as a treasure. After putting away his skills and experience, he saluted Ye Chunyang in surprise.

Ye Chunyang nodded, not wanting to say anything more to Old Man Lu, and immediately waved him away.

Being accepted as a registered disciple by Ye Chunyang as he wished, Old Man Lu was already ecstatic, and he couldn't wait to go down and study these classics, so he hurriedly resigned and left.

Glancing at Old Man Lu's leaving figure, Ye Chunyang touched his chin and looked thoughtful. Old Man Lu's talent for weapon refining was indeed not weak, and he was extremely enthusiastic about weapon refining. Perhaps he could be put to good use one day by accepting him as a disciple. He might not know.

After a thought flashed through his mind, Ye Chunyang didn't think much and just sat quietly in the hall with his eyes closed to rest.

"Uncle Master Qi, Immortal Mingrong asks for an audience!"

Just when Ye Chunyang was concentrating, a disciple's message suddenly came from outside the door. Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment of silence he said lightly: "Let him in."

The cave barrier opened, and an old man in a green robe with white hair and beard walked in. He was a little reserved at first, and then he bowed respectfully to Ye Chunyang and said, "Junior greets the great elder."

"Great elder? It seems that you already know that I am the great elder." Ye Chunyang was a little surprised.

"Yes, Elder Huayun and Elder Hongji just summoned the five veins immortals to announce this matter. In a few days, they will announce to the immortal cultivation world that Master Ye will serve as the great elder of our sect." Mingrong lowered his head, his expression was unusually respectful.

Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect Huayun and Hongji to act so quickly, but he didn't care much about it. He immediately asked Mingrong, "Why did you come to see me?"

Mingrong raised his head, his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he was hesitant and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

Ye Chunyang frowned and showed displeasure, saying: "If you have something to say, then say it. If not, then leave!"

Ming Rong's heart trembled. Even though Ye Chunyang did not oppress him, Ming Rong could not help but feel awe. His knees weakened at his words and he almost fell to his knees.

Thoughts flashed in his mind. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and bowed, saying: "I came here today to boldly ask the elder to remove the restrictions in my body. I hope the elder can agree to this for the sake of my loyalty to the sect for many years."

Ye Chunyang's eyebrows were slightly furrowed. If the other party had not mentioned it on his own initiative, he would have forgotten that he had planted a forbidden spell in his body.

Seeing that he kept silent, Ming Rong felt even more uneasy, and hurriedly said: "I didn't recognize the great man back then, and I didn't mean to offend the great elder. Please spare my life."

Ye Chunyang frowned, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Well, I didn't intend to take your life, I just wanted to punish you a little. Now that I have become the great elder of the sect, I can't be too harsh on my disciples."

After saying this, Ye Chunyang flicked his fingers expressionlessly, and a flash of spiritual light shot out like lightning, hitting Ming Rong directly.

Ming Rong's body was shocked, and he felt a huge impact. An irresistible huge magic power suddenly surged into his body. He couldn't help but be terrified, but soon he felt that under the agitation of this magic power, the true energy in his dantian actually broke free from the shackles and circulated smoothly, and the feeling of being worried like a sword hanging in the air every day also disappeared.

The years of restrictions were finally lifted, and Ming Rong was overjoyed. Since Ye Chunyang planted this forbidden spell on him, he had been living a miserable life, always worried that his life would be ruined by this curse. Now he was truly relieved.

"Thank you, Great Elder!" Ming Rong said with a fist.

At this time, his eyes on Ye Chunyang were complicated. How could he not be in awe of a person who could easily control his life and death with a wave of his hand?

Ye Chunyang nodded lightly, without explaining too much to Ming Rong, and immediately waved his hand to let him go.

In the end, he had not thought of putting Ming Rong to death. This forbidden spell had existed in his body for decades, which was enough for him. Ye Chunyang would not really care about him.

Ming Rong's eyes flickered a few times, and he did not dare to continue to entangle, and hurriedly left Ye Chunyang's cave.

Soon after, the news of the change of the position of the Grand Elder of Feixian Sect spread in the sect. However, at the request of Ye Chunyang, Hua Yun and Hongji did not publicize it. They just announced it in a low-key manner and let their disciples do their own things. As for Ye Chunyang himself, he made a quick appearance on the day of the announcement and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

However, although the ceremony was carried out very low-key, the news still spread to various sects. For a time, both the other nine major sects in the border and the sects in Dongzhou were shocked. Some people even went to the nearby area to inquire. As a result, they did not see the Grand Elder Ye himself. Even the Feixian Sect was heavily guarded, and no one could easily sneak in.

Everyone became even more curious about this, but thinking of the fact that Elder Ye broke into the Dao Realm alone and took Luo Qingcheng away forcefully a few months ago, the cultivators of various sects could not help but believe a little about the change of the Grand Elder of Feixian Sect.

In the days after Ye Chunyang returned to the cave, Hua Yun and Hong Ji came and went several times. It was unknown what they discussed with the elder Ye. Each time, they stayed for a long time before coming out.

But what no one knew was that after Ye Chunyang met with Hua Yun and Hong Ji several times, one morning, he suddenly left the cave on a cloud and flew down the mountain without disturbing anyone.