Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 193 For the past three years, he has been getting up earlier than the rooster and going to bed later than the dog.
During the meal, Du Bishu curiously asked the boy in the yellow shirt where he found the extraterrestrial iron.

The young man in yellow said frankly that Dazhu Peak is tall and steep, with undulating terrain and dense forests. In particular, the back mountain has always been secluded and unpredictable, rarely visited by people. He was bored and went for a stroll, and found the strange iron from outer space in a secluded valley.

Everyone who heard this said he was really lucky; he could make a fortune just by staying at his doorstep.

Tian Buyi, who was sitting at the head of the table, felt the same way. This was because the founder of the Dazhu Peak lineage had once sent someone to explore the deep valley by sword and found that apart from the abundance of ferocious beasts and poisonous insects, there was nothing unusual.

Outside Shoujing Hall.

Only Du Bishu went back to his courtyard to pack his things; the rest of the people remained.

At this moment, two streaks of light flashed through the air, and two people landed. One was tall and elegant, with a refined and unconventional air, dressed in flowing white robes, and extremely handsome. The other was a spirited and unruly young man of fifteen or sixteen.

The young man landed on the ground and began to scan the crowd, looking them over several times before staring at the boy in yellow with an incredulous expression.

His face showed surprise and uncertainty:
"Xiaofan?"

"Sigh, I can recognize you at a glance, but you can't recognize me." The young man in yellow sighed.
"Jingyu, you've changed. I used to treat you like my own brother, and I worried about whether you were eating and sleeping well every day."

Lin Jingyu's initial excitement was somewhat dampened upon seeing his childhood friend's appearance, but upon hearing the next sentence, his emotions completely dissipated. He raised his head and said:

“I’m older than you. You’re my good-for-nothing younger brother, okay?”

The young man in yellow walked up to Lin Jingyu, raised his hand to compare their heights, and said to the handsome young man beside him:

"Senior brother, it should be obvious at a glance who is the older brother and who is the younger brother between us."

Seeing Lin Jingyu's frustrated expression, the handsome young man said:

"When it comes to seniority, age is the ultimate factor."

"May I ask how old you are, senior brother?" the young man in yellow asked.

"Cultivation knows no time; I have been in Qingyun for seventy or eighty years," the handsome young man asked with a smile.

"In that case, if we were to live in the mortal world, my senior brother and I would probably have to address each other as very seniors."

The young man in the yellow shirt said with a smile:
"Since you like to address seniors by age so much, I might as well call you Senior from now on."

With a chuckle, Tian Ling'er couldn't help but burst out laughing, feeling that her junior brother was as mischievous as ever.

“Junior Brother Zhang, there’s no need for that. Just call me Senior Brother Qi.”

The handsome young man, caught in a dilemma, quickly and decisively said something, then stepped forward to greet him:
"Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, disciples of Master Cangsong of Dragon Head Peak, pay their respects to Uncle Tian and Uncle Su."

Tian Buyi is no longer the type to compare his disciples with those of other families. He no longer compares them to his own disciples, because no matter how they compare, none can compare to his disciple who is practically a reincarnation of the Qingye Ancestor.

He then spoke calmly:
"What did your master send you here for?"

"Reporting to Uncle Tian, ​​my master, True Man Cangsong, has been entrusted by the sect leader, True Man Daoxuan, to take care of all the matters related to the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament two years from now."

As Qi Hao's actions changed during the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament with Tian Buyi, Lin Jingyu sighed softly to the young man in yellow:

“Xiao Fan, not only do you look only six or seven parts the same as before, but your personality has also changed a lot.”

Zhuang Buran said lightly:
"Even a fully grown person's appearance changes every seven years, their complexion every seven days, and their spirit changes with every breath."

"This is the principle that appearance is a reflection of the mind, and circumstances are a transformation of the mind. The so-called path of cultivation is about cultivating one's heart. So, it is perfectly normal for me to have this change."

"Judging from your tone, you've achieved some success in your cultivation." Lin Jingyu couldn't wait to speak:
"How about we have a friendly spar?"

"You just claimed to be my elder brother, and now you want to bully your own younger brother?" The young man in yellow raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Is this how you act as an older brother?"

"I"

Lin Jingyu was speechless.

"What do you mean, 'I'? You know perfectly well that my talent is inferior to yours, yet you still bring up the matter of sparring. Judging from your smug look, I can tell that you were having a very successful time at Dragon Head Peak."

The boy in the yellow shirt sighed:
"Do you know how I've spent the last three years? Every day, the new disciples of Dazhu Peak have to cut down the extremely difficult-to-cut black bamboo. I know I'm not very talented, so I thought I could make up for it with hard work. I practiced diligently until late at night, so even my master's big yellow dog went to sleep earlier than me." "For the past three years, I've been getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the dogs. That's me. And yet you still want to criticize me."

He paused for a moment, then said, slowly and deliberately:

"Jingyu, you have disappointed me greatly."

At that moment, Tian Ling'er clearly heard these words and couldn't help but walk behind Su Ru, covering her mouth and laughing incessantly.

Song Daren and the others twitched their lips, realizing that their junior sister was right; their junior brother did indeed have an extremely wicked side.

"Xiao Fan, it's me."

Before Lin Jingyu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the young man in yellow:
"I can't blame you. It's just that my aptitude is poor. Please don't take what I just said to heart."

His words made Lin Jingyu feel even more ashamed, and left Song Daren speechless. After being a bad guy, he started to be a good guy. When it comes to tormenting people, this junior brother of theirs is the best.

At this moment, even Tian Buyi and Su Ru couldn't help but twitch their lips, realizing they had gained a deeper understanding of their little apprentice's temperament.

It seems that in addition to the laziness that was gradually emerging, there is also a rather mischievous side that likes to tease people.

After Qi Hao finished recounting the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament, he cupped his hands to Song Daren and said:
"Senior Brother Song, we met at the last Grand Examination. Do you still remember your junior brother?"

"Senior Brother Qi has a good memory; he actually remembers me, his defeated opponent." Song Daren quickly returned the greeting.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qi." The young man in yellow approached, looking slightly curious.
"You two really like being the younger brother, even calling each other 'senior brother'."

He looked very serious.

"I have a small, albeit immature, suggestion. If you really prefer being small, since I happen to love being big, why don't you all call me Senior Brother from now on?"

Immediately, many people were at a loss for words, but Tian Ling'er laughed the most happily.

"Junior Sister, don't laugh too hard, you're showing your gums." The boy in yellow shook his head.
"To be honest, my smile was a bit ugly."

"Zhang Xiaofan!"

Tian Ling'er's smile froze, she gritted her teeth, and pointed her hand in a gesture that instantly produced a dazzling light as she summoned the Amber Crimson Silk.

Zhuang Buran had already made his move in advance, leaping across the sky for over seven or eight zhang before disappearing without a trace.

"Don't run! Prepare to die!"

Tian Ling'er leaped into the air and chased after the yellow-clad youth who was constantly shifting and dodging.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Senior Brother Qi. The two of them are used to bickering and fighting. Every few days, there's a scene of them chasing each other." Song Daren gave a wry smile.

As Qi Hao watched Tian Ling'er walk away, a fleeting hint of disappointment crossed his eyes.

Immediately, he said with a warm expression:
“It’s alright. Judging from Junior Brother Zhang’s appearance, he should be at the second level of the Jade Purity Realm. Junior Sister Tian, ​​on the other hand, lives up to her reputation and is already at the fifth level of the Jade Purity Realm.”

"Although my Qingyun Sect has many talented people, very few have such qualifications. Even I have to admit defeat."

"Senior Brother Qi is too modest," Song Daren replied.

"That's a fact, but in terms of talent, my junior brother Lin is no less capable than junior sister Tian."

Qi Hao said with pride:

"Since being taken in by my master, his cultivation has advanced again and again. Now, no one in our lineage can match him. He broke through to the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm in just three years. My master even praised Junior Brother Lin as a once-in-a-year genius, almost comparable to the Qingye Ancestor of yesteryear."

Upon hearing this, Tian Buyi curled his lips slightly, feeling that in this day and age, it was utterly ridiculous that any Tom, Dick, or Harry could think they could compare to the Qingye Ancestor who revived the Qingyun Sect.

However, noticing the silence in the room, he immediately coughed:
"Senior Brother Cangsong has indeed taken on a good disciple. Dragon Head Peak has a worthy successor. Congratulations!"

Upon hearing this, Song Daren and the others realized what was happening and immediately began to offer their compliments.

(End of this chapter)