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Chapter V Initial Entry into the Supreme Mystery
If a person lost their parents at a young age, then he would have to go through a long period of hardships such as painstaking care, hard work, and a hungry body. That kind of bitter taste was rarely understood by anyone. As for Luo Ying, she was experiencing all of this now.
It had already been more than six years since the jade wall was destroyed. In six years, it was as fast as a sword shuttle. It could dilute memories of pain, and it could also ease the pain in one's body. However, it would never be able to erase the wound in one's heart. Now, no one was willing to talk about the past of Jade Wall City. It was as if they were afraid of touching the memories of the sorrows and bones, or the fears and terrors that would disrupt the current peaceful life.
Yes, an old friend is dead, and the living still have to live.
At this time, Luo Ying was a six year old child. Six years old was the most cozy, mischievous, and coquettish age in one's childhood. One should lie down and peel the lotus leaves, fly the kites, and play with the fence. Six years old, what a naive age!
However, the six-year-old Fallen Ying was at the Raccoon Workshop. Every day, he would face the twelve pots of Taixuan and the piles of dirty old clothes that were sent to him. He was only six years old, and there was no hope at all.
”Luo Ying, have you finished your work? Let's go catch some fish by the Zhuo Shui lake.” A clear and melodious voice drifted over. Just as the words were said, a young girl with a young and tender face, a sweet smile, and big round eyes was already standing behind Luo Ying, holding a small fishing net tightly in her hands.
”Sister Ruan, I still have a pile of clothes to pick up. How about you go by yourself?” Luo Ying turned around, blinked her eyes and said seriously.
She was the same age as Luo Ying, and had the best relationship with Luo Ying. Three years ago, her parents had died, so she was taken in as a servant girl.
This raccoon clothing shop belonged to the Supreme Xuan Capital and was less than a dozen miles away from the Supreme Xuan city. This shop was specially made for the Supreme Xuan capital and the twelve pots of clothing. There were many courtyards within the square and pavilions were everywhere. Clothing making, racking, dyeing and ironing were arranged in an ingenious manner. They were arranged in an intricate manner. Looking from afar, the huge clothing shop was bustling with noise and excitement. There were more than four hundred maids and servants. Although it was just making and washing clothes, due to the fact that it was in Taixuan, it became the first choice for the common people's children in the Qing Qiu mountain to help with their work and earn money.
Yin Mo stood outside the door and looked at Luo Ying. As he looked at the child he brought back from Jade Wall City, his mind started to wander back to six years ago. Six years ago, the Jade Wall City was filled with strange diseases, but Luo Ying was the only one not affected by them. At that time, he was amazed by Luo Ying's strange physique and bizarre background, accepting the pleas of the fifth couple, accepting Luo Ying and bringing him back to the Taixuan capital.
As for Luo Ying's parents, the fifth couple, they were buried in the bizarre Jade Wall extermination case.
Yin Bao scroll felt the sadness of Fallen Ying's life, so it named it as the fifth spirit of Hidden Spirits, with the meaning of ”To pity the heart, to save the suffering of the spirit”. Since Fallen Ying was still young, he was temporarily placed in the Raccoon Clothing Workshop to sharpen his mental fortitude and to see if he had talent for cultivation.
In the past six years, the falling of the summer in the heat, the winter in the ice, the life of a thousand drills.
For the past six years, Yin Mo Chen had been paying close attention to Luo Ying. He believed that Luo Ying's background was very strange, and that he was born in a time when the White Rainbow Piercing Sun was not even able to erode the jade wall and the strange plague back then. In the future, he would definitely become an unparalleled talent.
While Yin Baoyun was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a few hurried sounds. Luo Ying fell to the ground and started twitching. Her body shrunk, her face turned deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with pain and horror. Yin Bao rolled one step forward and picked up Luo Ying. He felt her body turn cold, like ice. Yin Bao raised the index and middle finger of his left hand and quickly pressed it against Luo Ying's acupoints, sealing off the diffusion of cold air in his body. Following that, he used his internal energy to treat Luo Ying.
After who knows how many hours, Luo Ying gradually opened his eyes. He found himself lying on a soft bed, the last rays of the setting sun shining in. The room was warm and quiet. He lifted his blanket and got up.
Yin Baoyun sat at the side and slowly said, ”Child, you're awake. Do you feel better?”
Luo Ying quickly bowed and said, ”Master, it's much better now, thank you so much master.”
For the past six years, this child had been suffering from the pain of the coldest energy in his body. Every time the cold energy broke out, his entire body would be in unbearable pain, but he always clenched his teeth and endured, not letting out a single tear. He never thought that he would have such a manly temperament at such a young age.
His eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: ”Next month's sixth day, will be the annual Baidu Convention, then I will send my disciples to bring you to the capital.”
Luo Ying murmured, ”Yes, master.” At the age of six, perhaps he still hadn't figured out what it meant to enter the Profound Sky Continent, but this once in a millennium- old opportunity had fallen upon him just like that, and perhaps his fate would change. From today onwards, he would have to spend his entire life practicing swordsmanship, comprehending the transformation realm, and cultivating the Qi.
From then on, he would bid farewell to the Raccoon Workshop that had lived for six years, to the dirty old clothes that had tempered his will, and to the sister Ruan who had played and played with him.
On the sixth day of the ninth month, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.
Under the lead of the inner sect disciple, Ning An, Fallen Ying walked towards the Supreme Mystery. They stepped on the green stone steps. These stone steps extended forwards, disappearing into the sea of clouds. It was as if they were several hundred miles away. After walking for who knows how many hours, the two of them finally reached the end of the stone steps. From afar, they could see the heavy eaves covered with snow, the peaks of the mountains reaching into the clouds, and the halls connecting together.
The two of them arrived at a towering outer hall. The sign of the hall had the words ”Green Firmament Hall” carved in gold on it. They looked at the majestic rooftops in the main hall and could faintly hear the chanting of buddhist chanting from within the cold wind.
Outside the hall, tens of thousands of disciples dressed in white stood there solemnly, in complete silence. The atmosphere was solemn, and their imposing auras made people's blood boil, making them feel deep respect.
Within the palace, purple smoke lingered around, it was a tall and wide, bright and clean place, brilliant and resplendent, over a thousand inner disciples stood on either side, Uncle Fang and Yin Bao were standing in the palace, their long sleeves were running through their bodies, their eyes were like torches, their majesty leaking out.
The rules of the Supreme Profound Sect were complicated, and their levels were strict. Even their attire and attire were strictly regulated: All outer disciples wore blue, inner disciples wore plain white, and the seven elders only wore cyan robes.
At the foot of the steps of the hall, a person stood by himself. He was elegantly dressed in a green robe, holding an azure dragon sword in his hand, and at his waist was a beautiful jade. This person was a disciple of the Taixuan elders, and was known to outsiders as the Sword Master — Eternal Desolation. Six years ago, when the jade wall was destroyed, he was still just an inner disciple, but now he had become a disciple respected by tens of thousands of people. In these six years, he changed many people and events.