Deng ChanYu and Ji girl were chatting about the amusing things that happened after their parting in Nanjun.
Within Feiyun Cave, Jialong Mountain, thousands of miles away.
Tuxing Sun returned to his cave alone, and the encounter of the last half day made him more and more angry.
As he reflected on his own thoughts, having practiced for a hundred years, he had long become an immortal. There was still a distance for Deng ChanYu to reach that level. It's not that the disciples of sages are guaranteed to become immortals; many with high potential, those who look handsome and beautiful, may not necessarily become immortals either. He might be a bit shorter, but he was an actual immortal. He was perfectly suited for Deng ChanYu.
Now everyone says he doesn't deserve it, which makes Tuxing Sun extremely angry.
Wei Liusun thought he was reckless and couldn't see the situation. In fact, this judgment was not accurate. Tuxing Sun, as a dwarf, was extremely sensitive to the gazes of strangers.
At first sight, he noticed a faint trace of enmity from the White Crane Immortal towards him. He didn't know that this enmity stemmed from the flying bird clan. If he had been more honest and respectful, the White Crane Immortal wouldn't have used this as an excuse to make a big deal out of it. The flying bird clan was something from eons ago? Long ago enough that even the White Crane Immortal himself had almost forgotten it.
Unfortunately, Tuxing Sun didn't understand the intricacies of this matter. All he knew was that the other party looked down upon him because of his short stature. Subsequently, he chose a relatively more aggressive response, which ultimately offended the White Crane Immortal.
Wei Liusun told him to return to the mountain and practice seriously. He did take this advice to heart. Now that he had nothing else to do, what else could he do but practice?
He had not even been back to the Feiyun Cave on Jialong Mountain for an hour when an immortal paid a visit.
It was Wei Hui, a disciple of the same generation as Tuxing Sun, studying under Xingtian Zun of Jinying Mountain Yuyawu Cave, who arrived.
Wei Hui was tall and burly, with a dignified and stern countenance. Just standing there, he exuded an air of authority that did not require anger to manifest.
Wei Hui's personal strength was also extremely strong. Alongside Li Jing, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Na Zha, and Yang Jianzhi and Le Zhenzi's family, he was one of the seven surviving disciples who had escaped the Disaster of the Three-Kingdoms and cultivated their way to becoming immortals with their own bodies.
With a helmet and armor, holding the "Jiangmo" staff, Wei Hui stood outside the Feiyun Cave. His appearance did not resemble a cultivator but more like a fierce general commanding warriors in battle.
"This senior brother is...?" Tuxing Sun felt his aura weaken by three degrees upon seeing the towering figure.
Wei Hui bowed respectfully: "Wei Hui greets his junior brother. I come from the Jinying Mountain Yuyawu Cave, and my mentor is the Dao Xing Tianzun."
Tuxing Sun was puzzled. "You're from Jinying Mountain, what are you doing in my Feilong Mountain?"
Wei Hui said expressionlessly, "The White Crane Senior Brother transmitted that Quliusun Senior Uncle is being sent to the Jade Pavilion to practice and worry that Junior Brother may lack guidance. Therefore, I have been sent here to oversee your studies for a while."
Tuxing Sun's face immediately turned sour. "I cultivate my own path. Do I need your 'supervision'? Before today, I didn't even know you."
However, looking at Wei Hui's arms, which were thicker than his waist, and the shimmering staff of his that seemed to weigh over ten thousand catties, he dared not refuse.
"If your junior brother has no urgent matters, then let's begin," Wei Hui said decisively.
His words were very firm, with no room for any compromise.
"May I ask, junior brother, what is the meaning of 'Born to kill, killed to be born; this is the way of Tao'?"
Tuxing Sun, who had been cultivating for a hundred years, had always been training in earth-walking techniques. Pure theories like these had been returned to Ku Jingyun eight decades ago. At this moment, he stumbled over his words hesitantly and replied, "I suppose... that things in the world... have fixed rules and ways of operation?"
Wei Hui frowned and waited for a moment. Seeing that Tuxing Sun had nothing more to add, he finally said, "Junior Brother must remember, Gu Chengzi Uncle has made comments on this sentence: 'Opportunities arise from the heart, like the birth of heaven, like the killing of heaven, then those who are born regard themselves as having obtained life, and those who die regard themselves as having obtained death.' The word kill here is not in the usual sense of killing but is a supplement to the Dao. It means to subtract what is excessive and compensate for what is lacking."
Wei Hui asked three questions in a row.
Tuxing Sun answered all three questions poorly, and one question was completely wrong.
Wei Hui had survived the Disaster of the Three-Kingdoms, and his IQ, EQ, talent, and blessings were all above average. He knew that the White Crane Immortal had his own hidden agenda but still came anyway.
He had a bottom line in his mind: as an early-stage disciple of the Xuanjiao School, he indeed had the responsibility to urge his younger brother to cultivate.
He believed that he had nothing to feel guilty about and was justified in doing this.
If Tuxing Sun answered fluently, he would turn around and leave immediately. Wei Hui couldn't force him to abandon the most basic ethics just because the White Crane Immortal had sent him here! Wasn't that right?
He asked sharply, "Junior Brother's cultivation is too lax. These are the basic doctrines I have taught you. Why don't you strive to study them?"
Tuxing Sun looked up at him, a cold laugh escaping his lips, "My inferior talent is not worth the trouble of Senior Brother. It's getting late; Senior Brother should return to Jinying Mountain."
Wei Hui picked up the "Jiangmo" staff and held it high overhead.
Tuxing Sun was taken aback, "What are you doing? We are the same-door disciples!"
Wei Hui's expression was extremely serious, not as if he were kidding. He chose to flee as the best strategy, and with a quick bow of his head, he prepared to dive into the earth.
The "Zhi Di Cheng Gong" symbol isn't something rare. The White Crane Immortal is always with the Yuan Zhi Tian Zun, and he has many treasures in his hands. He had given Wei Hui a piece of paper beforehand as well.
Wei Hui, without any hesitation, activated the talisman paper. Tuxing Sun, no matter how he tried to grasp the runes, could not get through to the ground. It was as if there was a layer of glass between him and the earth, making it impossible for him to enter.
The next moment, Wei Hui's Jiangmo staff landed straight on Tuxing Sun's shoulder.
"Crack"! Tuxing Sun's face turned white as paper, and he felt a heavy mountain pressing down on him. His shoulder was broken, and half of his body went numb.
Wei Hui retracted the Jiangmo staff and said, "This hammer is a reminder for my junior brother to remember: as cultivators, we should row against the current like a boat on water. If we don't move forward, we will retreat. Since Gu Qiliusun Uncle is not on the mountain, my junior brother should not waste his talent on frivolous activities but instead focus on cultivating. Farewell."
He left with great nonchalance. Tuxing Sun was covered in blood and took a long time to get up. His arm was reset, and the broken bones in his shoulder were removed one by one, with the process of healing the flesh and activating the blood taking over an hour and a half. Just before evening, another guest arrived at Jialong Mountain.
This time, it was Jin Zha, a disciple of Wencheng Guangfa Tianzun.
Jin Zha's moral bottom line was as flexible as his father Li Jing. He didn't waste any words and immediately set up a flag saying, "For the good of my junior brother." Without waiting for Tuxing Sun to dive into the ground, Jin Zha activated a treasure borrowed from his master, the Guanlong Pillar.
The three golden rings, one above, one in the middle, and one below, firmly locked Tuxing Sun in place. Afterward, Jin Zha took out his whip.
Bam bam bam, he ruthlessly whipped Tuxing Sun for thirty times.
He left with the words, "Junior brother should not disappoint the expectations of my senior brothers." With that, he proudly and arrogantly packed up his treasure and left.
