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Chapter 33: Guardian Disciple

Lu Xiuyuan discovered that beneath Qingying's frosty appearance, she actually had a kind and caring heart.

Lu Xiu looked at the sky below him, and his heart trembled. The flying sword flew slowly in the air, and he danced with his hands and feet, trying to keep his balance. However, as the flying sword gradually rose in height, he felt that he and Senior Sister Qingying were standing on such a narrow flying sword, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable tension in his heart, fearing that he would accidentally step on the air and fall.

Qingying glanced at Lu Xiuyuan unhappily, and said with a hint of disdain: "Don't move, if you move again we will both fall down." Although her words were cold, Lu Xiuyuan could feel her concern. After a pause, she added: "If you really can't stand steadily, you can hold on to my clothes and don't move."

Lu Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully moved to Qingying's side, holding her collar firmly with one hand. Qingying's sleeves fluttered in the wind, like a cloud dancing in the sky. She was still concentrating on controlling the flying sword, maintaining a stable flight state.

The two of them were suspended in the sky, with only the sound of the wind blowing around them. Qingying's expression was still indifferent, as if she had little interest in flying with a sword. However, beneath her indifferent appearance, an imperceptible trace of concern and relief was revealed, just like the breeze blowing their sleeves, bringing a touch of warmth.

Lu Xiuyuan had calmed down by now and began to appreciate the scenery along the way. The feeling of flying with a sword for the first time is always unforgettable, and what's even more amazing is that it was his senior sister who took him flying with a sword. Feeling the wind whistling in his ears, Lu Xiuyuan held on to Qingying's clothes that were blown by the wind with both hands, for fear that he would fall off.

The wind blew Qingying's black hair onto Lu Xiuyuan's face. He felt the soft hair gently caressing the tip of his pen, and suddenly a wave of excitement surged in his heart.

Lu Xiuyuan hurriedly used his hands to tidy up his face, but unexpectedly felt a faint fragrance. The fragrance of the flowers was very wonderful and pleasant, which made people calm down and feel as if they were bathing in a sea of ​​flowers.

Qingying's beauty was highlighted by the wind, which lifted her robe, making it fit her body better and more curvaceous. Her figure was like a proud flower, hanging high in the air. Her cold face gradually softened, as if she had merged with the scenery.

The Purple Sky Sword under her feet sparkled in the sunlight, like a shooting star flying through the sea of ​​clouds. The red tassel at the end of the sword danced in the wind, as if it was covered with a layer of mystery.

Lu Xiuyuan's heart was pounding and he felt his heartbeat speed up. At first, he just wanted the Purple Sky Sword to fly faster, so that he wouldn't fall off. However, as the flight continued, he began to hope that it would go slower and slower, longing for more time to enjoy this wonderful time.

Lu Xiuyuan couldn't take his eyes off the scenery in front of him. The rolling mountains and lush forests made the land look like a beautiful painting. He couldn't help but exclaim: "The scenery here is so beautiful. I have never seen such a scenery before." His eyes were full of awe and admiration for nature.

Qingying responded calmly: "The beauty of this world can only be felt by those who know how to appreciate it." Her tone was calm, but it revealed her deep understanding of the beauty of nature. Her eyes were deep and clear, like a clear lake, intoxicating.

Before Lu Xiuyuan could admire it enough, a row of tall white walls appeared in front of him. This row of white walls reached the sky and surrounded an entire area. The walls were pure white, like a piece of pure land, revealing a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

In front of the white wall, a group of guards wearing golden armor stood on both sides, like majestic guards shining with golden light. The sunlight shone on them, making the golden armor shine with an attractive brilliance. These guards were tall and muscular, completely different from the image of ordinary Taoists, giving people a sense of majesty and sublimity.

Lu Xiuyuan felt that their aura was very strong, even stronger than Senior Sister Qingying's. This made him wonder, how could such a powerful being exist in the Juling Sect where he was. He guessed the cultivation level of these guards, and a sense of awe emerged in his heart.

Seeing Lu Xiuyuan's curiosity, Senior Sister Qingying gently explained, "This is the entrance to our Juling Sect's inner courtyard. Inside the white wall is where the inner disciples practice, and it is strictly closed to the outside world. These guards are the inner courtyard's security disciples, and they are all very powerful."

Lu Xiuyuan stopped outside the white wall, staring at the tall white wall and the golden guards, and a mysterious feeling rose in his heart. He unexpectedly discovered that this white wall was not an ordinary courtyard wall, but a magnificent barrier that surrounded the entire inner courtyard. This barrier was high into the sky, like a mysterious protective wall.

He originally thought that the inner courtyard was hidden deep inside the Juling Sect, but he didn't expect that the inner courtyard was hanging high in the sky, as if it was the nerve center of the Juling Sect, controlling all the operations of the sect. This gave him a deeper understanding of the scale and connotation of this sect.

Seeing his curiosity, Senior Sister Qingying said coldly, "Entering the inner courtyard is our sacred place for cultivation. This area has powerful spiritual energy and is suitable for cultivation and breakthrough. But there are some rules for entering the inner courtyard, and you must follow my guidance."

Lu Xiuyuan nodded to show that he understood, and couldn't help but feel the mystery and solemnity of the inner courtyard. Senior Sister Qingying's cold attitude did not frustrate him, but instead aroused his curiosity about the inner courtyard.

Qingying flew on her sword and slowly stopped the Zixiao sword on the open space in front. She bowed to the disciple guarding the gate and said, "Senior, I, the disciple Qingying, will go to Xuanji Hall with the new disciple Lu Xiuyuan to handle business and make spirit gathering tablets." Her voice was calm and polite, but firm.

After saying that, Senior Sister Qingying respectfully handed over a snow-white jade token hanging from her waist with both hands. The jade token was engraved with delicate runes, and it was gleaming with a faint light.

The security disciple took the jade token, closed his eyes to feel the information inside, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Huh, so you are Xuan Miaozi's disciple. When did your master suddenly become enlightened and start accepting disciples?" There was a kind of condescending contempt in his tone, as if Senior Sister Qingying and Lu Xiuyuan were insignificant.

Afterwards, the guard looked Lu Xiuyuan up and down, swept his cold eyes over him, and said: "He is the new disciple. Why don't you accept a better one? Why accept these rotten fish and shrimp?" His words were full of harshness and disdain, putting Lu Xiuyuan in a completely lowly position.

Senior Sister Qingying remained calm, as she was used to seeing the contemptuous attitude of the guard disciples. She responded coldly, "The master has his reasons for choosing me. Besides, my disciple Lu Xiuyuan is not bad in talent, and his future achievements are limitless."

When the group of disciples who guarded the courtyard heard Qingying say this, they seemed to have heard something very funny. They laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths, bent over with laughter, and laughed until tears came out. Their faces were distorted, and they stared at Lu Xiuyuan fiercely, as if they saw the most ridiculous character in a joke, a tiny existence with no qualifications at all.

One of the disciples who guarded the courtyard even held his stomach and rolled over with laughter, saying sarcastically, "Hahaha, Qingying, you are really good at telling jokes. This person is like a walking laughing stock. Is there any limit to his future achievements? I think the most he can do is perform a small variety show at the temple fair and make some money."

Afterwards, a guard wiped his tears and sneered, "It's so funny. Isn't this kid just a newly accepted mortal disciple? His qualifications are simply a joke, even worse than those of mortals. Don't even talk about his unlimited future achievements. It's even a question of how long he can stay here."

Another disciple who was in charge of guarding the courtyard added: "Yeah, with this level of aptitude, he can't even get in the door, let alone his limitless future achievements. What a joke." Their voices were full of sarcasm and contempt, and their words of denial towards Lu Xiuyuan were like sharp swords.

Another disciple who was guarding the courtyard said, "What's wrong with your master Xuan Miaozi? Did he ruin his brain by refining pills? He chose a mortal as his disciple. It's really laughable."