The Celestial Labyrinth: Love Across Ten Continents

The so-called practice

When the moon was still hanging in the sky, Ban woke up, fumbled to put on his coat and shoes, and then counted to himself: one, two, three.

After counting to the third knock, there was a knock on the door.

"It's Yin hour, get up quickly." The eldest brother's voice was as cold as ever.

She obediently opened the door and bowed to him: "...I'm going to trouble you today, Senior Brother."

Feng Di nodded expressionlessly and turned to leave. Ban trotted behind him, just as a warm-up exercise.

This was her twentieth day in Qingyuan Mountain, and everything was the same as before, with no changes.

Although the master told the eldest brother not to be too strict before he left, after Ban went through countless blood and tears, he found that the situation had not changed at all.

As the saying goes, if the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. Since I can't change the situation, I have to adapt to it.

Basically, this is Ban's rule in life.

She trotted all the way to the edge of the icy lake and jumped in without waiting for Feng Di's instructions.

The wind and snow blew in her face, and her pigtails were immediately lifted up. The hem of her skirt fluttered in the rhythm of her running, and her steps were very brisk.

Now she ran faster and faster. She could run ten laps around the ice lake in half an hour, and then turn around to continue squatting without feeling too tired.

"Starting today, you will run twenty laps. If you can finish twenty laps within half an hour in the future, you will add ten more laps."

Seeing Ban finished running and was about to climb up, Feng Di immediately waved her hand and asked her to continue running.

Ban wiped her sweat. She was too lazy to be depressed and asked directly, "When can we stop running?"

"After you learn the Cloud Leaping Technique."

Ban's eyes suddenly lit up: "Big Brother, are you going to teach me how to fly? When?"

Feng Di looked at her calmly and said, "Generally speaking, a disciple can only learn the Cloud Soaring Technique after being a disciple for more than five years. You can calculate it yourself."

Five years! Ban's shoulders suddenly collapsed. It was not known whether she would stay in Qingyuan Mountain for five years.

Feng Di looked at her disappointed face, and after a while, he suddenly said, "However, if you are a particularly diligent disciple, you don't have to stick to the five-year period."

Her eyes lit up again. So...

He turned his body and faced away from her, his voice still cold: "You work very hard, better than I thought. After the noon meditation, come to Shenglongtai to find me. Whether you can succeed depends on your aptitude."

Ban was so moved that she burst into tears. It was the first time that she was praised by her senior brother. This senior brother, who was as cold as an iceberg, finally admitted that she had worked hard. All the resentment she had towards him in her heart was swept away in an instant, and she found him very pleasing to the eye.

"Okay, no more nonsense. Run faster. If you're slow, add five more laps." He waved his hand.

Ban agreed loudly, turned around and ran quickly. She was so excited thinking that she could learn the cloud-flying technique and fly in the sky like the immortals.

After returning home, she will definitely fly it to show her father, which will surely scare his jaw to drop.

She was in a very good mood the whole morning and listened to the lecture very attentively, although she still didn't understand a word. However, the glittering master on the stage finally noticed her wide-open eyes. Perhaps in order to save face for his beloved little disciple, he praised Ban's diligence and eagerness to learn in public today.

When the class was over, Ban's nose almost went up to the sky, she was so proud. Second Senior Brother Feng Yi patted her head from behind and kept laughing: "It's not easy, you finally got praised by the Grandmaster. My senior brother and I were so hardworking and almost lost our lives, but he didn't even glance at us."

Ban stretched out a finger and said seriously: "Second Brother, do you know? This is strength, strength."

Feng Yi laughed out loud because of her amusement. Finally, he pinched her cheek frivolously and said softly, "Okay, strength. I'll be waiting for you to fly back in Zhiyanzhai, little sister, you must work hard."

His unceremonious action immediately caused the people around him to whisper. Ban quickly took two steps back and was about to complain, but he walked away with a smile, waving: "I have to go out today and come back at twilight hour. I have to trouble you with my little sister's meditation."

Feng Di frowned slightly: "Where are you going? What kind of work did the Pojun Department find for you? Didn't Master tell you not to go last time?"

Feng Yi shrugged her shoulders: "I need to make money. If I don't go to exorcise demons, how can I have money to buy food for my junior sister?"

Ah, it was for her? Ban was touched again. Looking at her dear Second Senior Brother with starry eyes, she felt that it was no big deal to be touched and pinched by him occasionally.

Feng Di frowned even deeper: "...Well, anyway, you take care of yourself. I will go talk to the elders at the Pojun Department."

"Thank you." Fengyi bowed to him with her back turned, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Ban asked admiringly: "Big Brother, what is that... magical technique that suddenly disappeared? Can I learn it?"

Feng Di nodded slightly: "It's the shrinking technique, which is faster than the cloud-flying technique. But it's hard to learn, so let's learn the cloud-flying technique first."

When meditating at noon, Ban's mind was full of thoughts about learning these magical skills.

First learn the art of flying clouds, then when you go home you can take your father and mother to fly up to the sky to have a look. Oh, and also let her handsome husband, who she was engaged to but never had the chance to meet, open his eyes.

Then she learned how to shrink the earth. Her mother always complained that the journey back home was long and rugged. Now she could use the technique of shrinking the earth to send her back, and she would arrive in the blink of an eye.

The more Ban thought about it, the more she felt that her future was extremely bright and happy. She finally managed to hold on until after noon. She did not dare to delay for a moment and happily followed her senior brother to Shenglongtai.

Shenglongtai is located at the top of Ermu Peak, another side peak of Qingyuan. There are countless martial arts halls of various sizes gathered on Ermu Peak. On weekdays, the number of disciples who practice here is as numerous as ants.

Ermu Peak is a wonder, with disciples ranging from old men to teenagers, and even babies as young as three or four years old. Sometimes, the old men with white hair and beards have to bow to the children and call them "Master Uncle" and "Master Uncle", which makes people feel aggrieved.

Ban had been greeted so many times along the way and felt uncomfortable. He turned around to look at Feng Di, who was used to seeing old people politely and did not take it seriously at all.

This is the difference! The eldest brother is worthy of being the eldest brother. Ban's admiration for him once again flowed like a torrent of water.

"Big Brother, I see that other senior brothers have accepted dozens of disciples, and the disciples have accepted many apprentices. Why does the master only have three of us? Why don't you and Second Senior Brother accept any apprentices?"

Ban started asking a thousand and one questions.

Although Feng Di looked cold, he was much more patient than his second senior brother Feng Yi. If it were Feng Yi, he would have beaten around the bush and avoided the topic, not bothering to answer. However, he answered seriously, "Master is in poor health, and our Grandmaster had strictly ordered him not to accept any disciples. If it weren't for Master's insistence, Feng Yi and I might not have been able to enter Qingyuan. Therefore, although we are of a higher generation, our entry time is much later than that of our senior brothers and sisters. According to the rules of Qingyuan, a disciple can only be considered a formal Qingyuan disciple after a hundred years and can open a platform to teach. I have only been here for seventy years, and Feng Yi has only been here for fifty years, so it must be a full hundred years before he can enter."

Alas, a hundred years! Even a mortal may not be able to live a hundred years in his lifetime. But in Qingyuan it is as easy as eating a dish. As long as one practices cultivation, everyone can live for hundreds of years.

The eldest senior brother in front of her and the nonchalant second senior brother clearly looked like young men, but who would have thought that they were older than her parents. From then on, Ban couldn't help but look at them as "uncles".

"As long as you practice diligently, you will be able to teach naturally a hundred years later." Feng Di seemed very satisfied with her efforts during this period, and spoke much more gently today.

Ban was startled and waved his hands quickly: "No... I can't live that long! After a hundred years, I'm afraid I will be buried in the ground!"

Feng Di frowned, "A hundred years old is only a young man, don't underestimate yourself. I heard from Feng Yi that you still can't change your bad habit of eating grains during the time you have been in the mountains, and you even asked him to go down the mountain to buy food for you. Don't do this again in the future. You want to become an immortal, but you can't overcome your appetite. What's the point of practicing!"

Ban was struck by lightning and stammered, "But, but if I don't eat, I'll be hungry. I... I won't be able to run when I'm hungry. I'll starve to death..."

"Nonsense." Feng Di glared at her. "Which disciple doesn't go through this when going up the mountain? Who have you seen starve to death? You're just making excuses."

Ban's tears rolled in her eyes, like a torrent of water flowing endlessly. Feng Di hardened his heart and ignored her, turning his back and walking forward.

Ban followed closely, calling out pitifully, "Big Brother... Big Brother... I'm really going to starve to death..."

Feng Di just pretended to be deaf and dumb and ignored it.

Who would have thought that the soft voice was still calling him: "Big Brother, Big Brother..."

He finally became impatient with her pestering, turned around and glared at her fiercely, and said angrily: "Don't say that again!"

Ban pointed to the hilltop in the east and whispered, "I, I just want to tell you that Shenglongtai is over there. You...you've taken the wrong road."

A strange red cloud flashed across his face, and he turned around and walked in the right direction without saying a word. Ban knew that he was a person who had no idea where to go after leaving Zhiyanzhai, so he quickly led the way.

After a long while, I suddenly heard him whisper behind me, "If you are really hungry, just eat some vegetarian food. Try not to eat meat, as it is harmful to your practice."

Ban was overjoyed and turned around to look at him with a bright look, thinking that he was truly the best man in the world.