Chapter 67 Rode Away on White Cranes (1/2)
Lu stepped forward. He was tall and his strides were bigger than normal people. Within seconds, he was in front of the two old men. ”Two seniors, are you both Upper Celestials from Qing Xuan?” he asked respectfully as he cupped his fist in one hand.
”It's not that easy to become a celestial. Three of you, come over,” the elderly in red said after glancing at Lu.
He took out three kites from his sleeve. The kites grew in the wind and were half as tall as a human. When they fell on the floor, they spread their wings and stood firmly on the ground. If one did not know better, one would have thought that the kites were real white cranes.
Both Shen Lian and Lu were brave. They were not frightened by the kites as they each mounted a paperwhite crane and smiled at each other. They met by chance and would be in the same sect from now on.
One of them looked strong, and yet he was a scholar. The other looked delicate and neat, and yet he was from Jianghu.
The weak young person was the only one who did not dare to mount the paper crane.
How did he made it through Wenxin Road and survived the dangerous period of time prior to the opening of the mountain gate? Was it simply because of his weak presence?
Shen Lian observed him for a long time. He was sure that the weak young person had never gone through any training in martial arts, and he did not have any Daoist foundation.
His fear of the paper crane was not an act.
”Little kiddo, are you scared?” The elderly in red smiled.
”I'm not a little kiddo. My name is Xiao Hei,” the weak young person retorted feebly.
He lowered his head and did not dare to look up at the elderly in red.
”Haha, little kiddo. How did you come to Qing Xuan when you do not even have the guts to sit on this?”
”I want to learn celestial arts, I must join Qing Xuan,” the young lad spoke with certainty in his eyes, which did not match his weak and feeble appearance.
”You only want to learn celestial arts, but do not want to live forever?” the elderly in gray questioned with an intense gaze in a stern and serious tone.
The young person almost fell from the intensity of the gaze. ”I only want to learn celestial arts, the most powerful celestial arts,” he replied solemnly.
”Why?” the elderly in gray spoke nonchalantly.
”I want to get revenge.”
”If you have learned celestial arts and managed to get revenge, what would you do then?” the elderly in gray queried.
”I don't know,” the young person replied and shook his head.
”Kiddo, kowtow three times to me.” The elderly in gray waved his sleeve. He said so out of nowhere, which took everyone by surprise.
”Senior Apprentice-Brother Ge, what do you mean? You can't take in disciples until they have met with the headmaster and have gone through the background check by 'Tiandi Jian'. ” The elderly in red wrinkled his brows.
Tiandi Jian was a treasured instrument of the Qing Xuan Sect. If one had enough mana, one could use it see everything in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Tiandi Jian was extremely powerful.
”What of those who secretly taught outsiders about the Xuanji martial art?” The elderly in gray looked at the elderly in red and spoke.
As he spoke, the elderly in gray glanced at Shen Lian.
Shen Lian held his glance with candor. Only then did he realize that the Qigong practice - Xuanji martial arts - on the chessboard was actually taught to him on purpose. After all, the elderly were part of Celestialism, he would not have done so by mistake.
Shen Lian was amazed by how both of them could include a powerful Daoist technique in their chess game casually. It was definitely awe-inspiring and impressive.
What confused Shen Lian was the elderly in red's intention.
”I did not teach anyone anything,” the elderly in red spoke as he tried to cover up the matter.
”Since it's your name, I'll call you Xiao Hei from now on. You have to kowtow thrice to me, and I'll impart celestial arts upon you.” Even though the elderly in gray was stern, he spoke kindly to Xiao Hei, and he ignored the elderly in red.
The elderly in red did not stop him this time.
A student would seek out for great teachers, great teachers too had a say in who they would take under their wing. It was the work of fate that the three of them were here.