Chapter 55 Guest Elder Yin Wuqing
As soon as Shangguan Jiannan stepped out of the edge of the cold and deep pool, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, as if descending from nothingness, causing a look of disbelief to flash across his face.
He murmured to himself, his voice mixed with a bit of surprise and confusion: "How could the symbol of the Heavenly Sword Sect... Guest Elder Yin Wuqing, how could he show up here?"
The figure was a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, dressed in plain coarse cloth, with his hands leisurely behind his back. His face was as calm as water, and he stared at Shangguan Jiannan deeply.
This person is none other than the famous guest elder of the Tianjian Sect—Yin Wuqing, also known as the "Sword Master of Sealing Heaven".
The Di Ning Xuan Yin sword in his hand could cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth once it was unsheathed. Wherever the sword light went, snow fell from the sky and ice formed on the ground. Over time, this title became inseparable from him.
Yin Wuqing's strength is unfathomable, and even those elders who have the support of powerful families dare not provoke him easily.
As a guest official of the Tianjian Sect, Yin Wuqing is free to do whatever he wants and does not need to stay in the sect permanently. He only shows up when the sect is in danger to protect the peace.
He also had no responsibility to teach his disciples and kept to himself, as if he was isolated from the world.
Perhaps, it was because of his long-term immersion in the Dark Shadow Mysterious Yin Art that his character was tainted with an indescribable coldness and arrogance.
At this moment, although the two were several feet apart, Shangguan Jiannan could clearly feel the chill spreading in the air, and his face involuntarily darkened slightly.
Yin Wuqing carried a long sword on his back and approached him slowly and steadily. Every step seemed to step on the doubts in Shangguan Jiannan's heart.
The Monster Forest in the Broken Cloud Mountains was originally a place for inner and outer disciples to train, and the elders rarely set foot there.
Therefore, Yin Wuqing's appearance filled Shangguan Jiannan with confusion and surprise.
He recalled the crucial help Yin Wuqing had given him when he first entered the Tianjian Sect, and he still remembers that kindness in his heart.
However, since then, the two have never met again, and never thought that they would meet again here today. "Elder Yin, why are you here?" Shangguan Jiannan felt grateful and spoke with respect.
Yin Wuqing still had the sword on his back, his face stern, without the slightest emotion, as if nothing in the world could touch his heartstrings.
The distance between the two people gradually shortened, and finally was only half a meter away. The air seemed to be frozen, and the moment of silence could only be broken by Yin Wuqing's words.
Shangguan Jiannan only felt a sharp chill piercing through the air like a sharp blade, heading straight for his face, causing his entire body to tremble involuntarily.
He secretly exclaimed in his heart: "The name 'Fengtian' is indeed well-known in the world, and it is of great significance." He recalled the first time he met Yin Wuqing. He only glanced at him from a distance and did not feel the deep chill in the other person's body.
Now, the two were only feet away from each other, and the chill seemed to become tangible, making him feel fearful, as if there was an insurmountable iceberg standing in front of him.
Just when Shangguan Jiannan was racking his brain with thoughts, Yin Wuqing's cold and clear voice suddenly rang out: "Are you willing to be my disciple?" This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and Shangguan Jiannan froze in place for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief.
Yin Wuqing, a well-known guest elder of the Tianjian Sect, has prestige that is unmatched in the sect. Even family elders have to be respectful when they see him, not to mention that he has never had any disciples. How many warriors have dreamed of getting his guidance, but have failed.
Shangguan Jiannan had also had such an idea in his mind, but he knew how difficult it was and hardly dared to hope for it.
At this moment, Yin Wuqing actually took the initiative to offer to take him in as his disciple. This sudden surprise made him almost unable to believe his ears.
He was extremely excited, but seemed a little at a loss because it happened so suddenly. He could only stare at Yin Wuqing blankly, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Yin Wuqing still maintained that stern expression, standing there quietly, waiting for Shangguan Jiannan's answer.
After a long while, Shangguan Jiannan finally came back to his senses from his shock, his face filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.
He knelt down without hesitation, his knees slamming heavily on the hard ground with a "thump" sound, and shouted loudly: "Disciple Shangguan Jiannan, hello to the master!"
This scene moved everyone present. Yin Wuqing nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
For Shangguan Jiannan, this was not only a major turning point in his life, but also a new starting point on his journey of martial arts.
From now on, he will follow Yin Wuqing and embark on a journey of cultivation full of challenges and opportunities. Yin Wuqing's face, which has always been like ice and snow, has melted a corner at this moment. An imperceptible joy gently passes over his cold features. He stares at Shangguan Jiannan and nods slightly, as if he is a spring breeze. Although the words he spits out are still cold, they carry unquestionable majesty: "Stand up, from today on, you are my Yin Wuqing's successor."
This sentence was concise and powerful, like a flash of lightning in a cold night, instantly illuminating Shangguan Jiannan's world.
Just as Shangguan Jiannan was filled with indescribable excitement and joy, and was about to immerse himself in this sudden glory, Yin Wuqing's voice, without any warmth, sounded again: "Follow me."
After saying this, he moved and turned away like a ghost, without any hesitation or pause, leaving behind a trail of cold and determined footprints.
Shangguan Jiannan did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. Joy and awe were intertwined on his face. He knew very well that this was a turning point in his destiny, so he hurriedly adjusted his breathing, quickened his pace, and followed closely behind Yin Wuqing, fearing to miss any details.
The two of them shuttled through the vast jungle, one in front and one behind, like two streaks of light. Shangguan Jiannan's speed had greatly improved since he entered the Sword King realm, but compared to Yin Wuqing, he was still inferior.
Yin Wuqing seemed to be doing this on purpose, deliberately slowing down his pace so that the distance between the master and the apprentice would not be too far. They raced around the Cold Moon Pond, the moonlight pouring down, the surface of the pond sparkling, like a pearl inlaid in the night.
The two of them bypassed the cold pond and came to the other side of it. But Shangguan Jiannan didn't care about these at all.
His cultivation had just broken through, and Yin Wuqing accepted him as his disciple. With so many surprises, Shangguan Jiannan was in a particularly good mood, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.
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At the edge of the cold moon and cold pond, covered with ice for hundreds of miles, Yin Wuqing was wearing a gray robe, his face was stern and his eyes were bright.
Shangguan Jiannan bowed and saluted: "Disciple Shangguan Jiannan, I pay my respects to Elder Yin."
Yin Wuqing smiled slightly: "I know you are hiding something, but it doesn't matter. Do you know the Shadow Pavilion?"