Chapter 120 Meeting In the Falling Star Space, in the quaint old man in green robe sat at the first seat, and on both sides of him were the other elders. "Why did Fang Xu and the other two take so long? Did something go wrong?" After waiting for a while, a red-haired old man asked puzzledly. With Fang and Xu's Dou Zong cultivation level, it should have been done in five minutes. Even if they recruited an alchemist, ten minutes would have been enough, but half an hour had already passed. "Don't worry about it. This is our Xingyun Pavilion's territory. Nothing will happen here." "Okay, you two stop arguing!" Above, the old man in green robe knocked on the wooden table and said in a deep voice: "They are here." The next moment, a somewhat anxious figure rushed into the hall with a look of ecstasy on his face. It was Elder Xu Hen who had left earlier. "Hahaha, Pavilion Master, this is great news. It's a huge happy event." "Oh?" Seeing Xu Hen's ecstatic expression, the old man in green robe asked in confusion, "What's the big happy news? Could it be that the alchemist outside is not only a sixth-grade alchemist, but a seventh-grade alchemist?" If a seventh-rank alchemist joined the Xingyun Pavilion, it would indeed be considered a great event. After all, alchemists of this level are considered the backbone of the alchemist's holy land, Danta. "Pavilion Master, there is more than one seventh-grade alchemist." Suddenly, an old voice was heard outside, and then Fang Xu also walked in, followed by Xiao Yun and others.
"Master Feng, this is Xiao Yun." Xiao Yun looked at the green-robed old man above him and immediately bowed, showing the respect of a Dou Zun. Venerable Feng did not speak. He just stared at the boy in front of him with a fiery gaze. Although the boy in front of him looked like he was only in his twenties, he had already reached the level of a two-star Dou Zong. But that was not the point! The point was! He sensed a familiar aura from him. "Yao Chen? Is that you?" Venerable Feng stood up from his chair, his voice trembling slightly. "Hahaha, old man, you figured this out." A stream of light came out from the storage ring and transformed into an illusory figure in mid-air. Looking at his face, it was Yao Lao. He originally wanted to give Master Feng a surprise, but he didn't expect that this guy's strength had improved. Even if he hid in the Bone Inflammation Ring, he would be sensed by him. The moment he saw Yao Lao, Master Feng could no longer bear it. He flashed and appeared in front of Yao Lao, hugging his soul tightly. "Old fellow, you're really hard for me to find. You built this Xingyun Pavilion yourself, but later you left everything to me to deal with." Venerable Feng laughed loudly. There was no blame in his tone, but it was full of joy of meeting an old friend. Yao Chen is his good friend for life and death, and the two have a life-and-death friendship. After Yao Chen disappeared in the accident, Venerable Feng has not stopped looking for him for a year over the years. He even only served as the deputy leader of Xingyun Pavilion because he always believed that Yao Chen would not die easily. "Thank you for your hard work over the years." Yao Lao also choked up a little. After a while, he let go of Venerable Feng and pointed at Xiao Yun and introduced him, "I have to thank him for my return to Xingyun Pavilion. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have perished in the northwest continent." "Thank you, young friend!" After hearing this, Master Feng bowed and saluted without caring about Dou Zun's face. Xiao Yun turned his body to avoid the greeting, then helped him up and said with a smile, "Your Excellency Feng, there is no need to do this. Yao Lao has taught me wholeheartedly, so I should do this." Venerable Feng nodded, then he remembered that there were other people in the hall, he turned around and said to the elders: "Elders, the man next to me is the Pavilion Master of our Xingyun Pavilion, he also has another identity, that is Venerable Medicine Master Yao Chen!" Hearing this, the other elders were all stunned. The younger generation might not know the name of Medicine Master, but they, the old men, knew it very well. He was the number one alchemist in the continent in the previous term! Back then, Yao Chen had a terrifying appeal in the Zhongzhou continent. In terms of fame and alchemy skills, even the current three giants of Danta were slightly inferior to him. "Greetings, Pavilion Master!" Many elders bowed and looked at Yao Chen with fiery eyes. Now that the Pavilion Master has returned, their Xingyun Pavilion also has a master of alchemy! "You old man, you are deliberately embarrassing me." Yao Lao shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Which force's leader is a soul? You should at least wait until I recover my physical body." "Speaking of this." Venerable Feng's eyes fixed, and he asked in a cold voice: "Is there any hidden story behind what happened back then? As a master of alchemy, how could you end up dying from a furnace explosion?" Yao Lao shook his head, glanced at everyone in the hall without leaving a trace, and said nothing. As a friend of many years, Master Feng immediately understood what he meant. Knowing that there were many people around, he stopped talking about this topic. "Feng Xian, go and arrange accommodation for them. Xiaoyun, come with me to the Star Tower by yourself." Yao Lao said with a faint smile, and then floated towards the back mountain.
Seeing this, Xiao Yun didn't understand what Yao Lao was going to do, but he still took off the storage ring containing the Skyfire Venerable, handed it to the Little Medical Fairy beside him, saluted to the Wind Venerable, and then quickly caught up with Yao Lao. One person and one soul headed towards the Star Tower of the Falling Star Pavilion. After a while, a dark stone tower appeared in their sight. The workmanship of this stone tower was extremely crude. It was called a stone tower, but in fact it looked more like an ugly stone pillar. Yao Lao and Xiao Yun appeared at the top of the stone pillar, then he waved his hand and a layer of isolation barrier emerged. "Mr. Yao, why are you being so mysterious?" Xiao Yun asked in confusion when he saw his behavior. "Brat, come here." After setting up this barrier, Yao Lao used his soul perception to scan the surroundings. After making sure that there was no one else, he waved his hand to let Xiao Yun come over. Although Xiao Yun didn't understand what the old man was going to do, he believed that he would not harm him, so he walked straight towards him and stopped beside him. "Ahem, you little brat, remember everything I teach you later!" Yao Lao coughed lightly, then stretched out his finger and tapped Xiao Yun's forehead. Suddenly, a series of strange fluctuations that were invisible to the naked eye entered Xiao Yun's mind through Yao Lao's soul power... The moment the strange fluctuations entered his mind, they immediately turned into a large number of mysterious words, floating deep in his mind. Although Xiao Yun could not understand any of these words, he could clearly understand their meaning. "Yuanhun Jue!" Is this the soul technique that Yao Lao practiced? Xiao Yun thought secretly in his heart. He closed his eyes tightly, his mind completely immersed in his thoughts, carefully experiencing the mystery of this soul technique, while silently reciting it in his heart. As the obscure incantation sounded, the soul power entrenched in the center of the eyebrows began to rotate automatically. Faintly, a tingling and refreshing feeling was transmitted from the center of the eyebrows to the whole body. "Is this the peculiarity of soul skills?" As the soul power rotated, the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth also fluctuated slightly. A trace of soul power seeped out from it, and then was all absorbed into the center of the eyebrows. Xiao Yun opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his dark pupils, and his mouth was almost grinning. This soul technique was extremely powerful. Although it could only absorb a little bit of soul power each time, its advantage was that it was always there! As long as he wanted, this soul technique would be like the Fallen Heart Flame, constantly and automatically absorbing the soul power from the outside world. "Thank you, Master Yao!" Xiao Yun bowed from the bottom of his heart. With this soul technique, plus his soul that had already reached the peak of the mortal realm, he would be able to naturally break through to the spiritual realm in a month at most! "Haha, thank me later. I have something to give you!" Yao Lao stroked his gray beard and wiped his palm on the storage ring. Several scrolls appeared in his hand, and then he handed them all to Xiao Yun. "Earth-level advanced technique, Controlling Sky Fire!" "Earth-level intermediate fighting skill, Sky-Splitting Fire Palm!" "Earth-level intermediate fighting skill, Three Fires Locking Dragon!" "..." Xiao Yun had just finished reading the martial arts and fighting skills of several local levels when Yao Lao stuffed two more books in his hand. "Medicine Gate!" "Essay on Alchemy!" "!" His mouth was completely wide open. The previous fighting skills were fine, and although the names of the last two looked ordinary, he could guess what was written inside by just using his toes. "Are you really that surprised?" Yao Lao said in a very pretentious tone, patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "These things are the best martial arts and fighting skills that I can give you. You can let the soul martial arts absorb it by itself. There is nothing much to say about the rest of the martial arts and fighting skills. They can only improve your combat power a little bit." "The most important thing is the inheritance of a high-level alchemist. You must grasp it well. Your talent as an alchemist is the best I have ever seen in my life. You will definitely surpass me in the future. Don't waste your talent!" To be honest, Yao Lao was born in the Yao Clan, one of the eight ancient clans. He has seen countless geniuses. A Dou Zong expert under the age of twenty is indeed very strong, but there are such people in the eight ancient clans as well. What really amazed him was Xiao Yun’s terrifying talent as an alchemist. A seventeen-year-old seventh-grade advanced alchemist, even if you searched Zhongzhou ten times, you would not find a genius close to him. Hearing Yao Lao's earnest words, Xiao Yun nodded slowly, then bowed to him as if he were a half-teacher, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will cherish it!"
"Hmm!" Only after Xiao Yun put away all the scrolls did Yao Lao put away the barrier. He regained his relaxed attitude and said jokingly, "Stinky boy, do you want to come to my Xingyun Pavilion? I will give you the position of Young Pavilion Master." "Um, okay." Xiao Yun nodded helplessly. In fact, he didn't want to be the young pavilion master, but he had just accepted all the inheritance from Yao Lao and could be considered the latter's direct disciple. It would be too ruthless to turn around and reject him. (End of this chapter)