C5 Trihedral Bridge

Several hours later, night fell and the three bridges were brightly lit.

On the three sides of the bridge, there was actually an inn.

Although the three sides of the bridge was just an ordinary town, there were usually no passersby who passed by.

The existence of Incoming Inn seemed to be unnecessary, but in reality, it was not.

Aside from the new disciples that would come to the Spirit Control every year to cultivate, the three bridges had another, more important role to play.

The shopkeeper of Incoming Inn was not simple, and the mayor of the three-sided bridge was also him.

According to the usual rules, the manager carefully walked to the top floor of the inn.

He had known Wei Polang for many years and cooperated very happily.

"Creak …"

Pushing open the door, the manager saw that familiar face.

On the top floor of the inn, there was a very lavishly decorated guest room.

Other than Wei Polang, no one else had the right to live here.

After he crossed the threshold, the manager casually closed the door.

The shopkeeper stopped five steps away and cupped his fists towards Wei Polang.

Actually, he was also a part of the Spirit Control, and the reason why he had stayed on the three sides of the bridge was all because of the Dao Lord's deliberate arrangements.

Not many people knew about this, Wei Polang was one of them.

"Have you brought the items?"

"Of course I did!"

The corner of Wei Polang's mouth raised. Every time he came to the Three Faces Bridge, he could not return empty-handed.

"Fourth Elder, please keep it properly."

"Yeah, Nie Guding, you're getting more and more reliable!"

"Thank you for your praise!"

Wei Polang immediately put the silver taels back into his sleeves.

In fact, every year, he would bring new disciples to clean the streets on three bridges, not only to teach them how to cultivate, but also to earn some money.

Spirit Control had at least tens of thousands of mouths, which was a huge expense.

Clean the streets for the three bridges and earn some money. That way, it wouldn't be too hard to make a living.

Nie Guding was also very sensible. After all these years, he didn't complain at all.

"Fourth Elder, this year, some of the new disciples have good aptitudes!"

"You mean Xuan Yi and Gong Xiaoyu?"

"Mn, it's them. Xuan Yi is the descendant of the Xuan Family Patriarch and his talent is exceptional, but not only is Gong Xiaoyu beautiful, her talent is also outstanding amongst all the girls!"

Wei Polang nodded slightly. He also felt the same way.

However, when the face of a thin youth appeared before his eyes, his good mood immediately lessened by quite a bit.

What was even more hateful was that even now, he still did not find enough reason to chase the skinny youth out of the Spirit Control.

"What a pity, there's a mouse poop among them."

"Could it be that you're referring to Formless Li?"

Wei Polang smiled coldly. Other than Formless, who else could it be?

At first, he thought that he was close to Liu Chengji, but he already realized that they had only met each other once.

Since that was the case, he could first humiliate Li Feiyu invisibly after finding a reason to do so, and then expel him from the Spirit Control.

It was cruel, but he didn't think it was wrong.

Their Spirit Control's requirements to recruit disciples were already very high, so it was clear that Li Wuying was not worthy.

"Cough, I need to think of a way to make him leave the Spirit Control with his tail between his legs."

"Isn't that a bit like that?"

"Which one?" What does it matter to him, a useless man, to be cruel? "

"Actually, he's quite a nice person."

"Very good? Why don't you let him be your foster son? "

"That's not necessary, I already have several foster sons!"

At the west end of the bridge, there was a seemingly endless bamboo forest.

Even the commoners who had lived on the Three Faces Bridge for dozens of years did not know what the scenery was like at the end of the bamboo forest.

Standing under the twinkling moonlight, a handsome youth was walking towards the bamboo forest.

Ever since that incident, he had disliked the liveliness.

The young man with a handsome face was Xuan Yi. His mood was a bit dry right now, but his face was still expressionless.

He had originally thought that after entering Spirit Control, he would be able to learn many exquisite techniques.

However, he had cleaned the streets for several hours without any results.

Tomorrow morning, he would get up and continue sweeping the streets.

How many more days this would take, he could not tell.

Just now, he really wanted to rush into the Incoming Inn and ask Wei Polang, just when would he be able to truly cultivate.

But the current situation was different from the past. The Xuan Family of the number one family no longer existed.

Even though there were still quite a few Xuan Family disciples in various places in the Profound Sky Continent, their talent was not as good as his own when he was four or five years old.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, while anger burned in Xuan Yi's eyes.

After he firmly decided to let Uncle Tong return to his hometown, he had to bear with this alone.

"Young Master Xuan, why are you here alone?"

As soon as Xuan Yi entered the bamboo forest, the voice of a young girl came from behind.

After stabilizing himself, Xuan Yi immediately let his eyes recover their calmness.

No matter who it was, he didn't want him to have a chance to see his true emotions.

After experiencing all those tragic events, there was no longer just a mask on his face.

Even if that person had been kind to him recently, he was not prepared to open up his heart.

"Young Master Xuan, what happened to you?" Gong Xiaoyu stood beside Xuan Yi as soon as she finished her sentence.

"Nothing, I just want to be alone." Xuan Yi said as he looked at Gong Xiaoyu with his side profile.

Gong Xiaoyu seemed to have been paying attention to him ever since the day he had met her.

As for whether Gong Xiaoyu really wanted to become friends with him, or whether she had other intentions, he was unsure.

He didn't really want to think about everyone in such a complicated way, but he couldn't do it.

"I see." Gong Xiaoyu said.

"What do you understand?" Xuan Yi asked in surprise.

"Nothing." Gong Xiaoyu said.

She thought that Xuan Yi must have thought of those painful things, so it was best if she didn't mention it.

If she had experienced those things, she would have already collapsed.

She had heard that time could be the sharpest weapon in the world. It could leave many scars, and similarly, it could also smooth out many painful marks.

Therefore, she hoped that time could play the role that it should have on Xuan Yi, so that Xuan Yi would not be in so much pain.

Xuan Yi retracted his gaze and continued walking forward.

He really wanted to see just what was in the bamboo forest, so that he could divert his attention to restore his calm.

Regardless of whether Gong Xiaoyu really understood it or not, he did not ask any further questions.

Gong Xiaoyu quickly followed. Although Xuan Yi didn't need her to accompany him, she still wished to walk a few steps with him.

In this world, she thought she was the one who cared about Xuan Yi the most.

Even if Xuan Yi didn't trust her now, and even treated her as a stranger, so what? She didn't care.

A moment later, Xuan Yi and Gong Xiaoyu still did not reach the end of the bamboo forest.

Could it be that there really was no end to this bamboo forest? Is that possible?

As far as he knew, there would always be an end to everything in the world.

Perhaps it was because their cultivation levels were too low that they were unable to reach the end of the bamboo forest.

Xuan Yi, who stopped in his tracks, raised his left eyebrow. At this moment, the bridge in front of him was no longer an ordinary small town.

From this, it could be seen that cleaning the streets was a special method of cultivation that he had yet to fully comprehend.

"Ahhh..."

Gong Xiaoyu couldn't help but sneeze. It was already late autumn, and the bamboo forest was colder than the other three bridges.

"Miss, are you called Gong Xiaoyu?" Xuan Yi asked.

"That's right." Gong Xiaoyu was overjoyed.

However, she quickly recovered her composure. Although she was mentally prepared, Xuan Yi really didn't notice who she was before, and this still affected her mood.

Maybe that's what matters? I can't pretend I can't see.

"Here you go!" The moment he finished, Xuan Yi took off his cloak and put it on Gong Xiaoyu.

"Thank …"

"Let's hurry back!"

After quickly returning to the original path, Xuan Yi didn't seem to notice Gong Xiaoyu's pair of gentle eyes.

It was already deep into the night. He only wanted tomorrow morning to arrive faster.

Gong Xiaoyu followed closely behind Xuan Yi. She suddenly felt that she had gained a lot today. Unknowingly, her mood had improved a lot.

Several hours later, the morning arrived and the new disciples that had been recruited by the Spirit Control began to clean the streets.

Compared to yesterday, they were much more diligent today.