C11 A Loneliness Deeper than a River

"My loneliness is deeper than the river."

He picked up his sword and stood on the cliff face which was said to be cut down by Sword God and Lee Si hundreds of miles away from the Faangcun Mount. He pointed at the stream that he could cross with a single step and softly sighed: "At least it's deeper than this river."

The group of people behind him nodded their heads nonchalantly. Everyone knew Eldest Senior Brother's temperament. No one would be afraid of offending Eldest Senior Brother just because of this action.

Only a naïve looking teenager tilted his head and looked at him, saying very seriously, "This is a stream, not a river. I can't read much, Eldest Senior Brother, don't lie to me, I have a lot of friends."

Then, she slapped his head to the side, "This is the Faangcun Mount, you're the only friend here."

The youth grimaced in pain. He almost couldn't hold back and took out 17 or 18 treasures. If it wasn't for him remembering that he was unable to defeat the person in front of him, he would have jumped up and attacked.

If Weixiao Xihan, his friend who was everywhere, was ever scared of anyone, who wouldn't give him some face? The only one who was scared was this simple and unsophisticated guy in front of him.

Thinking about this, Weixiao Xihan was a bit dissatisfied. He just couldn't say anything as he looked at the fake smile on the way the sword was bought.

Buying a sword surname was rare, and most of the people who bought the sword had returned back to their homes. Earlier, there were people who mocked him for buying a sword, then buying a sword in Sky City went crazy, and fought their way to the Palace. When the disciple, who was a descendant of the Tang Dynasty Imperial Family, cried and went to find the Zong Zheng Temple, he was chased back by His Majesty Saint Emperor himself.

What Saint Emperor said later on was very similar to what he said when he bought the sword, it was just that his tone was different.

"You can't look down on me just because I'm a Muslim. Any religion or race deserves the highest respect."

The phrase "buying a sword" wasn't as famous as Little River, but it was widely spread throughout the world. Of course, his name was also passed around along with it.

Every sect had their own Eldest Senior Brother. In fact, every generation even had Eldest Senior Brother. However, if the name "Eldest Senior Brother" was not mentioned, it would mean buying a sword.

As per Saint Emperor's wishes, each sect would send their own disciples to study in Tiandu City and polish each other's skills with a view to achieving a higher level of cultivation for their own disciples.

The heavens had set up Feihong Garden for this purpose, and no one was convinced within the Feihong Garden. They used their sect's connections to establish their own mountains, and each mountain had their own Eldest Senior Brother.

Three years ago, when the representatives sent by Faangcun Mount were bought and sent to Sky Capital, only Eldest Senior Brother remained in the Feihong Garden: The rest were all subdued by the purchase of a sword.

As the youngest Three Elements Stage Ranker in the world, and the first place of the young Phoenix Ranking, in three consecutive years, he was qualified to be called Eldest Senior Brother by all his peers.

Therefore, Weixiao Xihan had no way to deal with the person in front of him. Since he couldn't beat him, he said, "Junior brother, do you know where my loneliness that is deeper than a river comes from?" It can stop you from saying a word.

Submit! Other than admitting it, Weixiao Xihan couldn't think of any other words to express his current emotions.

He calmed himself down and gloated as he looked at the swords, "Eldest Senior Brother, I heard that you, the Ninth Elder of Faangcun Mount, have accepted a disciple? "Patriarch Nine has really high standards. Even you didn't think much of him back then. How come you accepted a disciple after just a few years?

The gloating and schadenfreude in his words was too obvious. Therefore, Weixiao Xihan was hit and killed the next second. He almost thought that he was hit on the head.

Buying a sword, he said lightly, "Ninth Elder is looking for a lucky chance. When I went to become her disciple, it was because the lucky chance had yet to arrive. Now that the opportunity has arrived, Ninth Elder has a disciple."

"Don't tell me Eldest Senior Brother doesn't want to see what kind of person Patriarch Nine's disciple is?" Someone at the side could not help but say, "Close to evil, killing people is like hemp, he is not worthy of being virtuous, he is unbefitting of a position, I do not like him."

"Since I'm back this time, there has to be someone who will take my place to study in Tiandu City. Since there's going to be a snow show in the Faangcun Mount three days from now, why don't Xi Han come over to take a look when the time comes?"

Weixiao Xihan secretly thought, "What's so great about breaking snow? It's just that the power of a brain explosion is amazing." He pinched his nose and nodded, "I'll definitely go then."

The previously indignant disciple looked much more relaxed.

… ….

fifteen kilometers east of the Faangcun Mount, there were beautiful mountain peaks embroidered, precipitous cliffs, dry skies, and lonely mountain peaks entering into the Han Dynasty. Ninth Elder's residence was at the very top of Jinxiu Peak.

Patriarch Nine, who was supposed to be in closed-door training, didn't even leave a single strand of hair in the cave. Only Tang Weiji sat down.

He closed his eyes and his breath became turbid. After a few grunts, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Tang Weiji opened his eyes and sighed helplessly.

One eye was still blue and red. Tang Weiji tried to separate the Four Divine Beads, the Ninth Elder's soul, and the Phoenix's True Feather, but to the current him, doing such a thing was as difficult as an ant trying to shake a tree.

He had been sitting here for an entire day, risking his injuries to no avail in order to achieve what he wanted.

If he wanted to make it impossible for his Faangcun Mount to work, then he had to work hard to increase his own strength. If he wanted to improve his own strength, he had to separate these few half-fused divine objects. If they couldn't be separated, then they wouldn't be able to raise their strength. If they couldn't increase their strength, then they could only sit here and wait for death.

Tang Weiji was very depressed. He felt that in his previous life, he must have offended some deity in the heavens to cause him so much suffering when he was born.

He sighed but did not give up.

Difficulties? There are no difficulties in doing something, so it is useless to talk about it. Thinking over it and doing more will solve everything. If he really couldn't solve it, then it would be his fate.

Tang Weiji tried another method to solve his own problem, but he suddenly heard a series of rumbling sounds coming from outside the door.

Tang Weiji frowned. At first, he did not want to care, but then he remembered that the current Jinxiu Peak situation should be Patriarch Nine undergoing closed door cultivation and should not be disturbed.

At least until he had solved his own problem, he must not let anyone realize that Patriarch Nine was already dead.

He sighed, triggered the restriction, opened the stone door and walked out.

There was a young man dressed in brocade clothes outside the door. He was currently plowing the ground with a hammer in his hand.

The rock was especially hard under the constant blowing and tempering of the mountain breeze, but it was as brittle as paper in front of the hammer.

Tang Weiji slightly frowned. He was a bit surprised by the power of the hammer and even more surprised at the young man's courage. One had to know that this was an important place for Jinxiu Peak.

He said in a deep voice, "Patriarch Nine is in closed door training. The rest of the people should leave quickly. Do not disturb him."

The youth stopped his actions and wiped off his sweat with a cheeky smile. He glanced at Tang Weiji and stared at Tang Weiji in surprise for a moment before asking: "You are Tang Weiji?"

Tang Weiji was stunned for a moment and then instantly reacted, "You're looking for me?"

"Let me introduce myself, I am not a Faangcun Mount disciple, my name is Weixiao Xihan, I came from the heavens."

"Oh." Tang Weiji's heart did not waver as he replied and entered the cave.

He only wanted to hurry back and adjust his body. Where did he have the time to care about him, who cares about who you are and where you come from?

However, just as he entered the cave, a rumbling sound came from outside again. He didn't even need to look to know that it was the youth who was smashing the ground. Tang Weiji couldn't help but find it hard to believe. Was this young man not afraid of death? If Ninth Elder was not dead, and he dared to do so, it did not matter whether you were from heaven or not, Ninth Elder would still dare to slap you to death.

He pushed open the stone door, his expression ugly, and shouted with a low voice: "Do you want to die! If you want to die somewhere else, don't take me with you! "

The youth blinked with an innocent expression, and recovered his senses after a moment. "Oh!" You are afraid that I would disturb your master, right? "

He placed the hammer on the ground and spread out his hands. "Unluckily, I'm really not afraid of death."

"What do you want to do?" Tang Weiji asked him while holding back his anger.

"Why are you so fierce, he'll cry." The teenager looked sullenly at Tang Weiji and made a pitiful face, "I'm just representing Eldest Senior Brother to invite you to the snow party the day after tomorrow, why are you so fierce?"

"I'm not going." Tang Weiji replied coldly and turned to leave.

"Hello." The young man put away his previous appearance and sloppily said, "I've invited you twice or thrice just to give you face. If you don't even give me face, how will you walk the world in the future? "I have a lot of friends."

Tang Weiji no longer bothered with him and closed the stone door heavily.

Boom!

Following the closing of the stone door, there was another loud sound of a hammer hitting the ground. Even though he knew that Patriarch Nine was dead, Tang Weiji's eyelids could not help but twitch along with the voice.

He jerked back to open the door, unable to hide the anger in his brow.

"Ya, angry?" The teenager carefully studied him and sincerely said, "You want to beat me up? Don't blame me for not reminding you, I really have a lot of friends. "

He changed his tone and advised patiently: "I know, geniuses like you don't care about these sounds, but the key thing is that Ninth Elder, I am not afraid of you getting even with me, I am just afraid that some people will be punished by Ninth Elder. This will be a big sin if the disciples do not stop you."

Tang Weiji looked at him coldly. Weixiao Xihan was still behaving as if he was asking for a beating with a mischievous smile.

Tang Weiji snorted, "Time, location."

The youth snapped his fingers, "Tomorrow afternoon, square inch Chengliu Peak."

Tang Weiji closed the door heavily.

The youth carried the hammer and leisurely went down the mountain, humming as he went, "My friends are everywhere, no one is afraid of me. First I'll hit Wang Er'ma with my left hand, then I'll hit the big melon with my right …"