Chapter 107: Beifeng's New Year's Eve (Third Update)

  Jade-like snowflakes fell on New Year's Eve, dancing with the fluttering bamboo shreds from firecrackers. In no time, they covered the tile roofs of houses at the North Peak of Mount Hua, whitening the paths in the woods, whitening the ancient cypresses and pines, and whitening the entire North Peak of Mount Hua. The world was a vast expanse of white, with the earth, mountain peaks, and sky all shining silver, indistinguishable from one another, blending together in perfect harmony.

  A silver-white sky and earth, a solemn atmosphere.

  But in Yunwu Palace's Yuncheng Hall, it was a scene of great commotion.

  Those few senior famous sword immortals still maintained some of the senior famous sword immortals' style, while the disciples below were making a ruckus. This day was New Year's Eve, and the wine ban had been lifted. Yun Yi, as the first true disciple, drank a few shallow cups, and Ling Yu Zhu, who usually didn't drink, had her face flushed red after drinking.

  At this time, everyone will also toast each other, but apparently no one wants to challenge Lu Yuan, the wine fairy.

  Lu Yuan was lonely there, he didn't expect that he would be lonely in his culinary skills and also in the wine way, unexpectedly no one dared to challenge him.

  And in this wine fight, the strongest is undoubtedly Ye Yuan.

  To say that Lu Yuan and Ye Fang's alcohol tolerance is absolutely not above Ye Yuan, but Ye Fang has to pretend to be not good at drinking in front of his master, Junzi Jianfang Ru. Lu Yuan also doesn't have many chances to persuade him to drink, only Ye Yuan is fat and thick-skinned, constantly toasting and being toasted, making the other true disciples secretly complain.

  Ye Yuan was delighted, he himself was the weakest among the top ten true disciples, but this wine path was among the best of the best.

  It wasn't easy, but after several other true disciples begged for mercy one after another, Ye Yuan finally sounded the retreat and withdrew his troops, extremely satisfied.

  The true disciples of various sects chatted and joked with each other.

  Topics such as: "I heard that Cloud Wanderer Senior Brother this time in the underground demon world, killed several heads of Qi Refining Ninth Layer's Raksha."

  "Second Master is not bad either."

  "Right, I heard that Third Sister and Bai Yujing of the Qi Sect had a big fight, two beauties competing with each other." Ling Yuju now drank some wine and became slightly dizzy, her pretty face flushed red, and she said dazedly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

  "Right, I almost forgot. It's said that Ninth Brother and a sister from the Sword Sect joined forces and traveled together for over ten days." Now all eyes were on Ye Fang, and Lu Yuan also looked at Ye Fang: "Ninth Brother, there's this too."

  "It's just a fellow practitioner." Ye Fang said: "Sixth Brother, you and the most beautiful junior sister of Jianzong, Liu Yexi, still have some connections."

  "Whatever, you want to change the subject, I just sat and drank with that Liu Shimei anyway." Lu Yuan coldly smiled, exposing Ye Fang's true intention of changing the subject, and thus, the cannon was once again directed at Ye Fang.

  ……

  Yuanyuan looked at the scene in front of her with satisfaction, this was what she wanted, the harmony within the sect was unparalleled.

  Only when the factions within are harmonious can they develop and grow.

  Everyone knows that the current Huashan Xianmen is very powerful on the surface, and its comprehensive strength ranks first among the five major Xianmen. However, standing at the forefront of the storm is an extremely great challenge in itself. The previous change in the Zong Lao Hui was due to this reason. Moreover, within the Huashan Xianmen, there are also Jianzong, Qizong, and Jianqizong.

  The current Huashan Xianmen is strong, but there are internal conflicts within the sect, with three factions vying for power.

  I am not a genius, what I can do is just to take good care of the North Peak of Mount Hua.

  As he watched the lively laughter of the tenth generation's true disciples, Yuan Shang's mind was a bit dazed. Perhaps it was because of the ninth generation's struggle at that time, so he wanted to make the tenth generation harmonious and peaceful internally even more.

  The master looked at the tenth generation of true disciples, and the others didn't need to urge themselves. However, it was just Lu Yuan who needed to urge Li Shidi a bit, letting Lu Yuan strive for more training. It's not wrong that Lu Yuan's nephew's banishment order still has half a year before it expires. Nevertheless, Huashan North Peak itself also has places for training.

  "Li Shidi." Yuan Weng finally mentioned it.

  Li Yuanbai looked back.

  "Let Lu Yuan's nephew go back to his original workplace and stay for a while, temper himself for a while. For half a year, he has been stealing for half a year, now it's time for him to move too." said Yuan Shangren.

  "It's settled then." Li Yuanbai nodded.

  The day passed especially quickly, and it seemed that they hadn't even had a chance to play for a while before the time had already moved towards the hour of New Year's Eve. At this time, this New Year's Eve gathering was almost over, but the ten true disciples were clearly not tired of playing, except for Ling Yu Zhu, all the others were having fun together, finding relationships and playing together.

  Ten of the True Disciples left, and the hall seemed much quieter.

  The white-haired and white-clothed Li Bai walked out of the Cloud Mist Palace when the snow in the sky had stopped, but his head was still shrouded in dark clouds. Another year had passed, and it was indeed like the sand between fingers. His own lifespan had only a little more than a year and a half left. Time truly flew by quickly, and there was only one last New Year's Eve left in his life.

  Seeing Li Yuanbai's clothes dancing in the wind in the night sky, Fang Ru thought of going up to say a few words, but didn't know where to start. The six sword immortals of Beifeng had different ages, and Li Yuanbai was one of the older ones, second only to Yuanyuan Shangren. Fang Ru's age was close to Li Yuanbai's, and he had some things to talk about with Li Yuanbai back then.

  I want to advise, but I don't know where to start.

  ……

  The last one to walk out of the Cloud Mist Palace was Yuan Shangren, another year had passed, and Mount Hua still maintained its most prosperous momentum, ranking first among the five major immortal sects. However, the higher one is at the peak, the more careful one must be when walking down the slope. Nevertheless, the true disciples seen today will not let Beifeng walk down the slope.

  That night, each of the six swordsmen of Mount Hua thought a lot in their hearts.

  They are no longer young and naturally cannot be as carefree as true disciples.

  People will always grow up.

  As people grow up, they will carry many backpacks on their bodies.

  Once a person grows up, they can't go back to their youthful years or mindset, and the backpack on their body isn't easily shed.

  Appreciate and cherish your current youthful years.

  ——————

  Last night was a blast, playing till almost dawn before falling asleep. Waking up near noon, after freshening up, Lu Yuan had already woken up completely. It's time to go pay respects to Master. Arriving at the main room, he saw Master standing there with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself while staring at a painting on the wall.

  The painting depicted a beautiful woman, whose beauty was unmatched in the world. Even though it was just a painting, one could feel her elegant and refined temperament, which was rare in this world. Lu Yuan knew that it was a portrait of his master's wife. Normally, Master would keep the portrait hidden away, afraid that it would get dusty, only taking it out on important holidays to carefully admire it.

  That portrait, I've seen it many times myself. The mistress in the portrait is a very beautiful woman. According to Master, the real Mistress is several times more beautiful than the one in the portrait. Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but her character is also exceptionally good. Unfortunately, I entered the master's door too late and never got to see the real Mistress in person.

  Li Bai stood there watching the portrait of a beautiful woman for a long time without turning his head back.

  Lu Yuan stood there, motionless, afraid of disturbing Master and Mistress's portrait viewing.

  A long silence.

  Dead silence reigns indoors.

  "On a spring day, with a cup of green wine and a song to sing. I make three wishes: first, that my lord may live for a thousand years; second, that I may always be healthy; third, that we may be like the swallows on the beam, meeting every year." Li Yuanbai's voice echoed in the room, this poem was one she had liked very much when she was alive, often playing with it repeatedly. After her passing, he too came to like this poem more and more.

  As I recited the poem, it seemed as if I had returned to those years. Watching her chant this poem at that time, the wind was blowing all over the sky, the oriole was dancing wildly, and the yellow flowers were all over the ground. It was truly a very beautiful scene.

  Unfortunately, it's impossible to go back to the past again.

  After a long time, it finally turned into a deep sigh.

  It wasn't until much later that Li Bai finally came back to himself: "Oh, you're here."

  "Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.

  Li Yuanbai didn't think much of it, as it wasn't the first time he had been discovered by his disciple in a state of disarray. He slowly rolled up the painting and gently put it back, afraid that even a slight damage might occur: "I called you here today to send you out for training."

  "However, his disciple still has half a year of confinement time. The order for a one-year confinement was given by you, Master." Lu Yuankong said.

  "Beifeng is also a place of experience, it was where I used to work as an official," said Li Yuanbai.

  Master said so, Lu Yuan also suddenly understood.

  Mount Hua's six sword immortals, each has their own importance, each has their own duties. Fang Ru is in charge of the internal defense forces of the North Peak, Sima Changbai is responsible for the external defense forces of the North Peak, but because of the Western State's three giant swords incident, he was stripped of his position and replaced by Fang Ru. Ye Yangfeng is in charge of intelligence, Dugu Ye this woman is in charge of external attacks, Yuan Shangshen is in charge of overseeing everything.

  Master Li Yuanbai's duties are —— Judiciary and Heavenly Prison.

  Judicature and Tianlao were all under the management of Shifu, but in recent days, they gradually handed over the judicature and Tianlao to Chu Fei for management. Li Yuanbai doesn't have much energy to manage now either.

  "In the Heavenly Prison, there are many people who have committed crimes against our North Peak. There, you can fight with those prisoners and gain experience." Li Yuanbai said.

  "Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.

  "Those prisoners, basically all of them have been on the verge of life and death, and I've controlled them for many years. Their hatred towards me is probably deeper than that of the other few from Beifeng Liu Jian Xian. You are my disciple, when you get there, if you use those prisoners to practice sword fighting, they won't let you off easy. You need to be mentally prepared."

  "Yes." Lu Yuan nodded, another trial was about to begin, only this time the trial was within Beifeng's internal, rather than going down the mountain.

  This will be a somewhat unique experience.