Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 84 Heading North to Longquan
A few days before the Flower Festival, several outer disciples involved in the mission suddenly received a message.

The travel list has changed.

The inner disciple leading the team, Lin Qing, was replaced by Senior Brother Lu Ziye.

This was a common occurrence, and everyone guessed that perhaps Senior Brother Lin had just received another important matter and was therefore unable to attend.

Lingyuanze Market.

The Troubleshooter's General Store.

"You're lucky, kid. They even sent you to the Flower Festival."

Qin Xijun returned a few days ago, and now she's back to her lazy self, lying on a recliner.

Xiao He sat beside her, playing with the small jade ball.

Song Yan pouted: "Where? Last time we went to Jiran Valley, we said we were going to have fun, but what happened?"

"That's just your bad luck."

"How do I know if I'll be unlucky this time?"

"You're going to argue back with two sentences when I say one, aren't you? You're getting the benefit but acting innocent."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

He knew that if he talked back again, Granny Qin would get angry, so he quickly shut up and changed the subject.

“Oh, Grandma, I remember the Flower Festival happening every year, why do you say it’s only once every three years?”

Back when I lived in Shiliang, I heard every year that the Flower Festival was celebrated in Beiya Mountain.

"That's a minor matter, only mortals should concern themselves with it."

Qin Xijun explained, "The event is held every three years. There are some special spiritual flowers and herbs that only bloom once every three years."

"hold head high……"

"What does it mean that the letter they sent said about restarting the ancient rituals?"

Qin Xijun raised an eyebrow: "Ancient rituals? Hmm... I think I've heard someone mention them..."

"Many years ago, the Flower Festival had a prayer ceremony that both mortals and cultivators could participate in."

"If you tie a flower-patterned note with your wish written on it to a peach tree, your wish will come true in the new year."

real or fake?

Song Yan secretly grumbled to himself.

I wish it were true.

Hang a sign that says "Immortality" on a tree, and you won't have to practice asceticism every day.

"However, that peach blossom spirit tree seems to have withered and died inexplicably many years ago, and it cannot be saved no matter what we do."

"So this ceremony was never repeated at later grand events..."

Qin Xijun was stunned: "Really? You just happened to attend the grand event this year, and that spirit peach brought you back to life?"

"How would I know?"

"..."

"So when are you leaving?"

"Now."

Song Yan tapped Xiao He's head, and the snake-shaped treasure slipped into his sleeve.

"I came here specifically to say goodbye to you, my 'master'."

……

On the entrance platform, Li Qingfeng and Song Yan had arrived early and were chatting idly.

Senior Brother Lu Ziye seemed to be in a good mood.

He loves this kind of travel and sightseeing.

Not far away, from the direction of Lianyou Peak, Gu Qingqing's figure could be seen running hurriedly over.

"what?"

Song Yan and Li Qingfeng exchanged a glance.

This seems different from the list.

Li Qingfeng asked, "Junior Sister Gu, wasn't Junior Sister Yang Yuerong on the previous list?"

"Yue Rong hasn't met the requirements for going on an outing yet. The elder in charge might have made a mistake before."

"Later, when the list was sent to my senior, it was my turn."

Gu Qingqing explained, "I only just found out myself, so I quickly tidied up."

"I see……"

Actually, the rules regarding the requirements for outer disciples when going out on missions are not very strict.

For example, in the case of Jiran Valley, Song Yan, who had been a member of the sect for less than two years, was involved because of its extremely low level of danger.

However, given Yang Yuerong's situation, it would indeed be difficult for her to participate, as her cultivation level is slightly too low.

however……

Song Yan became increasingly alarmed the more she thought about it.

Who were they at the beginning? Lin Qing, Li Qingfeng, and Yang Yuerong.

Now the people on the list are being replaced one by one.

Who have become the new people? Lu Ziye, Gu Qingqing, and Li Qingfeng. This is starting to resemble the group we met at Jiran Valley...

After careful consideration, he concluded that it wasn't just bad luck on his part.

It's probably Gu Qingqing who's in trouble.

From Silent Valley to Peach Blossom Village, she was there every time.

I should try to stay away from her from now on; that girl is really weird.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Gu Qingqing smiled at her, revealing two shallow dimples on her face.

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Ziye summoned the spirit boat.

Exactly the same as the last time I went to Silent Valley...

Since there's a spirit boat available this time, Li Qingfeng won't take the blame for him.

Gu Qingqing took out a small, translucent bead from her Qiankun bag, activated it with her spiritual power, and it slowly floated up.

Li Qingfeng asked curiously, "Junior Sister Gu, what are you doing?"

"This is a memory bead."

Gu Qingqing explained, "Sister Yue Rong couldn't go to the Flower Festival this time, so she asked me to capture some images of the grand event for her."

"Then why are you using the memory bead now?"

"You don't understand, do you? Just showing the scene of the Flower Festival is wonderful, but it lacks some build-up."

"I took photos all around, so that when Yue Rong sees them, she'll feel the event was truly amazing!"

"Wow." Li Qingfeng was somewhat surprised: "A true expert..."

Longquan Prefecture was located in the north of the State of Chu.

There are two places in the State of Chu that are cold all year round: one is Jiangyun Prefecture, which is closest to the Great Tianshan Mountains in the south, and the other is Longquan Prefecture.

Among these, the climate of Beiya Mountain in Longquan Prefecture is somewhat different.

This is arguably the warmest place in the North.

The spirit boat's flight speed was much slower than that of the sword, so it took the spirit boat nearly three days to reach the vicinity of the meeting point at Beiya Mountain.

This is a place that resembles a tea plantation.

but……

There were only ordinary people tending to their farm work here, but no cultivators to guide them.

boom--

Just as the group was wondering what was going on, a noise came from afar.

Three or five cultivators were seen chasing a mid-stage first-tier demonic beast, rushing towards the tea garden.

"?"

The four members of Dongyuan Sect looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

However, with the monsters attacking and mortals still in the tea garden, they couldn't afford to be distracted.

"Xiao Song, let's help them stop the monster."

"Qingfeng, Qingqing, go and take those mortals to a safer place."

"Yes, senior brother."

A flash of green light appeared at Lu Ziye's fingertips, and several thick green vines and branches burst forth from the ground below, binding the monster's limbs tightly.

Oh, ee-ee—

A scream.

Only now, as they got closer, could they see clearly that this mid-stage demonic beast was a purple-striped mountain boar.

This type of monster is relatively weak in aggression and has a gentle temperament.

In some places, it is called Dangkang because of its auspicious reputation.

Song Yan was puzzled. What had these people done to provoke such a monster?

Unmoored Boat was about to unleash his flying sword.

But from afar, one could hear someone among the cultivators shouting, "Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist! Don't kill them!"

With a slight withdrawal of spiritual energy, the flying sword that had been thrust out tilted slightly to the side and slammed heavily onto the purple-striped boar's forehead.

Oh, ee-ee—

Another scream.

The giant pig, already exhausted from being chased by numerous cultivators, collapsed heavily, panting heavily.

The monks surrounded it, seemingly doing something.

A young man walked towards them.

"You must all be fellow Daoists from the Dongyuan Sect, right?"

The four of them nodded.

The young cultivator smiled sheepishly, a hint of shame on his face.

"I am Yan Xun, a member of the Yan family of Sword Casting Manor."

This was a relaxing and enjoyable trip!
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