"Senior Brother, are you really going down the mountain?”
In an extremely simple and crude room, a handsome youth with a cinnabar dot between his brows spoke to another man who seemed to have an additional masculinity.
"Yes, Master has already given the order. What can I do?”
Shrugging his shoulders, the man seemed to be quite helpless about this.
However, the fire in his eyes was the most straightforward thought in his heart.
He wanted to go down the mountain. He really wanted to!
The man's name was Zhang Qingyun. He was the tenth direct disciple of Zhang Zhiwei, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.
The person in front of him was his junior brother, Zhang Lingyu.
That's right, this was the world under one person.
Zhang Qingyun's original name was Mu Yun. He had transmigrated three years ago for some reason.
Mu Yun, who was originally not strong enough due to his teleportation, should have gradually dissipated from the world. However, for some reason, the old Celestial Master suddenly appeared at this time and used his great divine power to help him stabilize his mind. He also gave him the name Zhang Qingyun.
Just like that, Mu Yun changed his name to Zhang Qingyun and followed the old heavenly master from shen on.
He followed her for three years.
In the first year, Zhang Qingyun's life was very fulfilling. He had the Golden Light Spell, the Thunder Law, and the Dragon Tiger Mountain's Dao formula.
Zhang Qingyun, who did not know what cultivation was, was living a very interesting life.
Coupled with the system's assistance, his progress was also very fast.
Every day, he was immersed in the joy of his strength soaring.
However, as time passed, Zhang Qingyun's innate talent was not low, and he had the shortcut of the system.
Soon, he had explored almost everything on Mount Longhu.
What was left was no longer a matter of memorizing and practicing every day.
If he wanted to improve further, he could only wander between heaven and earth, between life and death.
Zhang Qingyun, who had always wanted to go down the mountain to gain experience, had long wanted to do so. However, since the Taoist Master had not said anything, he could not say anything more.
After all, his life was saved by the old heavenly master and his own master.
It was only right and proper to take care of him.
However, for some reason, the old heavenly master who had suddenly called him over had actually agreed to let him go down the mountain to train.
Zhang Qingyun was overjoyed.
"Lingyu, when I'm not on the mountain in the future, you can't slack off on your cultivation. If your Yang lightning can't block Senior Brother's Yin lightning for ten minutes the next time we meet, I'm going to teach you a lesson.”
Zhang Qingyun patted his junior brother's shoulder and warned him earnestly.
He still had a good impression of this junior brother of his.
If it weren't for him sparring with him to relieve his boredom these two years, who knew what Zhang Qingyun would have been like.
Thinking about how they were going to be separated in the future, she felt a little sad.
"Don't worry, senior brother. I'll definitely cultivate well and won't disappoint you.”
Zhang Lingyu nodded solemnly in response to her senior brother's warning.
He looked rather serious.
"Alright, Senior Brother, I won't disturb your rest anymore. I'll leave first.”
Seeing that her senior brother was determined to go down the mountain, Zhang Lingyu didn't say anything else.
Although he was a little reluctant to part with his senior brother, what could he do? His master had not let him go down the mountain.
The night was silent.
At noon the next day, Zhang Qingyun, who was slightly excited, came to the front door of the Celestial Master's Residence and officially bid farewell to everyone in the Celestial Master's Residence.
"Martial Uncle Tian, don't miss me too much after I leave. If you want to play chess, you can look for Master, but remember to give in to him.”
"Cough cough!"
Zhang Qingyun's last sentence was spoken in Senior Uncle Tian's ear.
However, what kind of person was the old heavenly master?
In his ears, it was no different from thunder.
The old heavenly master coughed twice and glanced at Zhang Qingyun. His meaning was very obvious.
"Alright, Xiao Yun, don't waste your time with your master. Remember to pay attention to your safety when you go out.”
A hint of warmth flashed through Junior Master Tian's eyes as he looked at the 1.8-meter-tall youth in front of him.
If someone asked him who understood him the most in Mount Longhu, he would be able to tell that he was the one who understood him the most.
It wasn't his Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei, nor was it Rong Shan who had been taking care of him.
It was Zhang Qingyun, who had only been in Longhu Mountain for three years and seemed to be glib and unreliable.
These three years, with him around, his days were much better than before.
"Understood, Uncle-Master."
Zhang Qingyun knew the pain the old man in the wheelchair was going through.
He had seen it before. Although three years had passed and many details could not be recalled, he still remembered clearly that Elder Tian had not slept for several years because of a promise.
Such a person deserved respect no matter what.
Therefore, in the past three years, whenever Zhang Qingyun was free, he would look for him, play chess with him, chat with him, and tell him about the outside world that he was not very clear about.
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