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Xixuan Taosit Place, Xi Xuan Residence.

At this time, Ling Changfeng was sitting in the main seat, while Ximing Disciple was standing on both sides of him, standing upright.

The head disciple, Ye Xiao, and the second disciple, Du Yun, were respectively standing at the very front.

Ling Changfeng's eyes were brimming with vigor as he looked straight ahead, embracing all the scenery in front of the door.

Embroidered with lush green, the flowers and plants danced gently. A gentle breeze blew past every single spot of light in his eyes, causing a faint cloud to float in the air.

Two orioles flapped their wings and landed on a branch nearby. Their little eyes blinked as they looked at the bluestone path not far away.

When the sunlight shone on it, it reflected a little bit of the colorful light, causing people's eyes to be dazzled.

At this moment, a handsome figure slowly walked in.

His back was reflected on the limestone road. As he gradually approached, he became abnormally lonely.

Seeing that person, Ling Changfeng squinted his eyes, his serious face instantly revealing a look of helplessness.

"Master …"

The voice came from outside the house, and with a plop, a person could be seen kneeling in front of the entrance of the Xi Xuan Residence.

"He's back …"

Ling Changfeng weakly waved his hand, "Don't kneel there, come in!"

Shang Zifeng remained unmoved and continued to kneel where he was, kowtowing to Ling Changfeng. "It's because I'm incompetent, that's disappointing Master …"

Ling Changfeng looked at Shang Zifeng without blinking, his eyes shining brightly, but he did not say another word.

Seeing that, Ye Xiao sighed in his heart, then walked out and helped Shang Zifeng up: "If there's anything you want to say, say it after you enter the room."

Shang Zifeng still did not move.

He once again kowtowed to Ling Changfeng, "Please punish me, Master."

"Enough …" Another punishment, will you be able to instantly increase your strength?! Furthermore, I don't have any intention of blaming you. What are you doing kneeling like this all along? "

With a wave of his sleeve, Ling Changfeng was directly brought from outside the house to stand in front of him.

Without waiting for Shang Zifeng to speak, Ling Changfeng continued, "Master knows what you want to say. Increasing cultivation wasn't something that could be done in a short period of time. Moreover, it has been four years and you still haven't made any progress. Don't tell me that after punishing you for me, you will be able to step into the absolute beginning stage? "I've always wanted to apologize to master, so I might as well find out the reason so that I can achieve a breakthrough in my cultivation!"

Ling Changfeng's tone was calm, there was no reproof, but there was a sense of helplessness.

Seeing that Shang Zifeng was dejected, he couldn't help but change the topic and ask: "How long have you been in Yuxu Sect?"

Shang Zifeng was startled, he did not know why his master would ask this.

He thought for a moment, then replied, "From the time I left the mountain until now, a total of four years and six months have passed."

"Four years... "Zero six months …"

Ling Changfeng silently recited it again, and then asked once more. "Three years has it been since you last went down the mountain?"

Hearing that, Shang Zifeng's heart became a bit bitter, but his eyes immediately darkened.

That was three years ago … That was the accident … Everything that had happened then was still fresh in his mind.

If his third brother hadn't suddenly appeared in front of him in the face of danger, he probably would have been killed by that unknown monster with a single palm strike.

Even if he didn't die, he would fall down that towering cliff and die.

In the end, however, he was unharmed.

Because that palm strike was something San Di had blocked for him.

The ear-piercing sound instantly resounded through the silent afternoon.

Third brother's abdomen was punctured, and blood began to gush out from the huge hole. Coupled with the blood that flowed out of his mouth, the blood soaked his entire body, turning him into a man made of blood.

As the change happened too fast, when Shang Zifeng reacted, he saw a ball of red, and drew a long bloody arc in the air before falling towards the cliff.

Just when he was one step away, just one step, and just as eldest senior brother Ye Xiao was about to rush over, this scene had already occurred.

He didn't have time to grab Shang Ziyu and watch him fall down the thirty thousand meter tall cliff. After passing through the clouds, he disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, he could only squat by the cliff and cry out in regret, calling out his third brother's name.

It was all because of him … Every time he recalled that scene, a heart-piercing pain would surge through Shang Zifeng's entire body. Just like that, Shang Zifeng pushed all the responsibility to himself.

Gradually, he became thinner and thinner, ate without food or smell, and lived his days like a zombie. As a result, he caused a lot of trouble, causing the other Three Residence Elders to point at Ling Changfeng's nose, requesting him to remove Shang Zifeng from Yuxu Sect.

Half a year later, a white pigeon suddenly flew to his window.

It was also because of this pigeon that Shang Zifeng picked up hope once again.

It turned out that the letter that Shang Ziyu had written to him was actually tied up on the pigeon's leg.

It turned out that when Shang Ziyu was pushed off the cliff, he was saved in mid air by a Taoist.

Coincidentally, that Taoist was sitting on a horsetail whisk floating in midair, cultivating.

It wasn't actually cultivating, but rather, his origin soul had left his body and was wandering above the nine heavens, enjoying the baptism of nature.

In the end, his body was smashed by the falling Shang Ziyu.

That Taoist was very skilled and could feel his body being attacked from thousands of miles away. As a result, he quickly returned his origin soul to its sheath.

When he opened his eyes, he coincidentally saw Shang Ziyu who was covered in blood.

At that time, Shang Ziyu was on the verge of death, almost like a dead person.

However, the heavens were kind, and it just so happened that the Daoist Priest had a life-saving pill in his hand. It could also be said that he wouldn't be able to find another pill in this world.

A Taoist was a kind person, even if he was unwilling, he still gave the pill to Shang Ziyu to eat, and then brought him back to Tianji Pavilion.

After recuperating for half a year, Shang Ziyu's injuries had finally healed.

When he left, for some reason, the Daoist Priest refused to let Shang Ziyu return to the Yuxu Sect no matter what.

Helpless, Shang Ziyu could only plead for a letter to report his second brother's safety and explain everything.

In fact, what Shang Ziyu did not know was that at the same time he wrote Shang Zifeng a letter, that Taoist's letter was already placed on Ling Changfeng's table.

The moment this letter arrived, the relationship between Shang Ziyu and the Yuxu Sect was completely cut off.

Only after Shang Zifeng recognized Shang Ziyu's notebook and confirmed that it was written to him by his third brother did he finally calm down a little.

Time flew by like lightning, but the bits and pieces of time that passed by continuously circled in Shang Zifeng's mind.

He wanted to increase his strength, to step into the Absolute Beginning realm, and even wanted to surpass the Tao Break Stage that was unattainable by the people of the world. However, reality had shattered his dreams time and time again.

Every time he felt that he could go a step further, he would always stop at the last moment, and all his previous efforts would come to naught.

Other people flying on top of the Yuxu Mountain would use the Immortal Sword with the Void Defensive imprint on it to fly in the clear sky for tens of thousands of miles, but he only had to lament.

Shang Zifeng clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves. Without strength, not only would he let down the affection of his master, but he would also not be able to protect the people he cared about.

If he had the ability, third brother wouldn't … Ling Changfeng saw that Shang Zifeng was gloomy, he did not say anymore and flipped his palm in the air, following that, a white light appeared on his palm.

At that time, a letter was attached to Ling Changfeng's palm.

"This is the invitation letter from Tianji Pavilion's Sect Leader, Tong Yangzi. It said that in five days, Spiritual Master Tong Yangzi would hold a Three Realms Blessed Conference on the Dao Repository Mountain. It would help all the good men and women in the world to dispel the evil spirits, remove the disease, dissolve the injustice, and bestow blessings upon those who lived in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. There would be people from the five sects participating in the meeting. In the past, this kind of meeting was always attended by Master, and this time was no exception. However, a follower's disciples cannot be too numerous. The Grand Elder only needs to select two disciples to accompany Master … "

After saying this, Ling Changfeng paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at Shang Zifeng.

Shang Zifeng seemed to have understood something. He looked right into Ling Changfeng's eyes and said in disbelief, "Master, it's so difficult that you want to …"

Ling Changfeng straightened his back, looked at Shang Zifeng, and asked: "Are you willing to go with me?"

Yes, of course he was willing!

It was not easy to be allowed to go down the mountain, not to mention to go to the Tianji Pavilion where his third brother was at.

Although he knew that his third brother was fine since a long time ago, without seeing him in person, the stone in Shang Zifeng's heart would never be able to drop.

Gradually, this became a knot in his heart.

Now that there was such an opportunity, how could he let it go?

He hadn't seen his third brother for three years, and whenever he thought of his third brother, he could only look through his third brother's letter repeatedly, afraid that he would miss something.

After leaving home for four years, Shang Zifeng and Shang Ziyu had only sent a few letters home during their first year.

After all, he felt bad about leaving without a word.

In the letter, they stated their ideals and their revenge, hoping that their parents would allow them to do so.

At first, Shang Jinghuan and his wife were still angry when they saw the contents of the letter. There were even a few times when their bad-tempered father wanted to rush up Yuxu Sect to personally teach these two unfilial sons a lesson.

But with each passing day, the little anger parents had towards their children was replaced by longing.

Ever since that incident, Shang Zifeng rarely sent letters home because he was afraid that his parents would find anything strange. He would occasionally send letters saying that they were living a good life here, that they had eaten very well, and that he had learnt some skills to not worry his parents. When he finished learning, he would go home to visit his parents.

Although the contents of the letter were not true, in order to calm the emotions of his family, he could only write them well.

But Shang Zifeng was not sure about the actual situation.

Now, he had the chance to personally make a trip to the Tianji Pavilion and see if his third brother's life was really as good as what he said in his letter.

Shang Zifeng's throat tightened as he looked at his master.

Ever since he had entered the Yuxu Sect, he had seen for himself how his master had treated him, how his fellow disciples had treated him, and how his fellow disciples had treated him.

If not for the fact that Master had always been protecting him, based on the environment he was in, how could he still be wearing the attire of the disciple of Yuxu? Shang Zifeng concentrated and hurriedly nodded in response, "I am willing!"

Just as he finished speaking, Shang Zifeng felt that something was wrong. He was not the only one in the room.

Being able to travel with his master was a great honor, but with his status, he couldn't even be considered an inner disciple.

Subconsciously, he looked around and found that wherever he went, his senior brothers were all looking at him with smiles, without a single trace of dissatisfaction.

Shang Zifeng was slightly stunned, his gaze falling upon his eldest senior brother Ye Xiao and second senior brother Du Yun.

These two Senior Brothers were his Master's right-hand men. No matter where they went, they would never leave his side.

Ye Xiao and Du Yun noticed the worries in Shang Zifeng's heart, and the two of them looked at each other. Ye Xiao laughed: "Junior brother, you do not need to worry, master will bring you there for sure. Moreover, the Dao Gate Conference is coming soon, at that time, there will be experts from the various sects participating in the competition. Second Junior and I will do our best to cultivate in the limited time we have, at that time, we will be able to represent the Yuxu Sect in the competition. So, this time, I will not follow Master down the mountain. "

So that's how it is … Shang Zifeng was slightly shaken.

The Great Dao Gate Assembly, representing the Yuxu Sect in battle … All of these things sounded so far away from him. Shang Zifeng did not dare to dream of representing her Yuxu Sect to participate in this unprecedented dao gate conference.

However … One more spot?

Aren't there two spots?

Now that he had one, what about the other?

At that moment, an explosive shout came from outside the house.

"Ling Changfeng! "You taught me well!"

This voice was like a clap of thunder in the clear sky that instantly shattered the peace within the room.

Ling Changfeng frowned slightly. Needless to say, after hearing this voice, the only one who had a bad temper was Xuan Cheng.