On Lingxiao Mountain, the clouds and mist were thick, like a fairyland. Meizi's mother looked at Meizi and Ye Chen with a serious expression, and slowly said: "With your current martial arts, you have little chance of winning against Nie Bo." Although her voice was light, it struck the hearts of the two like a heavy hammer.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubt: "Madam, do you think there is a way?" A glimmer of hope ignited in his heart, and the flame of revenge beat again in his eyes.

"Yes, I will introduce you to Master Xianyun, he will teach you the magic." Meizi's mother looked determined, as if she had already seen the scene of the two of them defeating Nie Bo.

Meizi and Ye Chen looked at each other, and saw surprise and expectation in each other's eyes. At that moment, they followed Meizi's mother on the road to the old residence of Xianyun Palm.

The mountain road was rugged, but the three of them walked firmly and powerfully. The scenery along the way was picturesque, but they had no intention of appreciating it, and they only thought about the immortal arts they were about to learn. After walking for an unknown period of time, they saw an ancient Taoist temple in front of them, surrounded by immortal air. This was the place where Elder Xianyun practiced.

Clouds and mist filled the mountains, like a veil, covering the Taoist temple of Elder Xianyun. Under the guidance of Meizi's mother, Meizi and Ye Chen stepped into this mysterious place with trepidation and expectation.

Elder Xianyun stood quietly in the courtyard in front of the Taoist temple, like a pine tree. The years have left traces of wisdom on him. His eyes are as deep as the abyss, as if he can see through everything in the world.

Meizi and Ye Chen bowed respectfully. Ye Chen spoke first, "Junior Ye Chen, pays homage to Elder Xianyun." Meizi also said softly, "My humble daughter Meizi, pays homage to Elder Zhang."

Xianyun Zhang Lao nodded slightly, his eyes slowly moving over the two of them, as if examining two unpolished jades. "You are here, and the grudges and hatreds of the martial arts world have left their marks on you." His voice was low, but it had a calming power.

Meizi's mother said, "Master, these two children have justice in their hearts, but Nie Bo is really hateful. They urgently need strength to rid the world of evil."

Xianyun Zhang Lao gently waved his hand: "Strength is important, but the state of mind is the foundation." He looked at Ye Chen, "The hatred in your eyes is like a raging fire, but this fire can destroy the enemy and also devour you."

Ye Chen was slightly shocked, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes: "Master, my grandfather died because of Nie Bo. I will not be at peace until I avenge him."

Xianyun Zhang Lao smiled slightly, but his smile was meaningful: "Hatred will cloud your mind and make you lose your way in practicing immortal arts." He looked at Meizi again, "You too, should not be swayed by emotions."

Meizi bowed her head slightly: "Elder's teachings, Meizi understands."

Xianyun Zhanglao turned around and stood with his hands behind his back: "If you want to be my disciple, you must first let go of your obsessions and accept the immortal arts with a pure heart."

Meizi and Ye Chen looked at each other. They knew that this was a difficult decision, but for revenge and justice, they were willing to try.

"Master, we are willing to give it a try." Ye Chen said firmly.

Xianyun Zhang Lao nodded, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes: "Very good, from today on, you will practice here. The road to immortal arts is long, I hope you can stick to the right path."

At this time, the wind in the mountains blew gently, dispersing some of the clouds and mist, and the sun shone down, as if opening the prelude to their journey of immortal arts.

Elder Xianyun had white hair, but his face was as ruddy as a child's, and his eyes were deep and wise. Meizi's mother stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Master, I have brought these two children here. I hope you can teach them the magic skills and help them subdue the evil Nie Bo."

Xianyun Zhang Lao nodded slightly, and looked at Meizi and Ye Chen: "Well, both of you have good roots, but the hatred in your hearts is too deep. You need to put aside your distracting thoughts before you can learn my immortal skills."

Ye Chen hurriedly said, "Master, Nie Bo has committed many evil deeds and killed my grandfather. How can we not hate him? If I cannot take revenge, I will not be at peace."

Xianyun Zhang Lao smiled slightly and said: "Hatred will cloud your mind. Immortal arts require a state of mind like water. If you are controlled by hatred, even if you learn it, it will be difficult to achieve great things."

Meizi gently pulled Ye Chen's sleeve and whispered, "Ye Chen, what the old man said makes sense. Let's try to let go of our hatred first."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and nodded. Under the guidance of Elder Xianyun, they began to prepare for the practice. Every morning, they sat on the top of the mountain facing the rising sun and meditated to eliminate distracting thoughts. At first, Ye Chen always found it difficult to calm down, and his grandfather's face and Nie Bo's evil deeds kept appearing in his mind. But as time went on, he gradually gained control of his thoughts.

A few days later, Master Xianyun began to teach the magic arts formally. He started with the most basic method of luck, and with a tap of his fingers, the magic power turned into strands of light, outlining complex patterns in the air, and demonstrated it to Meizi and Ye Chen.

“This is a method of luck. It can guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and transform it into one’s own magic power.” Elder Xianyun’s voice was low and powerful.

Meizi and Ye Chen were concentrating on imitating the movements of Zhang Lao. Meizi was naturally intelligent and quickly mastered the trick, and felt a slight flow of spiritual energy in her body. Although Ye Chen was a little slower, he gradually caught up with his tenacious perseverance.

In the following days, they learned various magic arts. There was the art of controlling swords, where the sword could be as flexible as a flying bird and fly freely in the air. Ye Chen waved the sword in his hand, and at first the sword was still uncontrollable, but after many practices, he could make the sword fly through the flowers without damaging any of them.

There is also the sleight of hand, which can instantly change the surrounding environment, as if it were in another world. They practiced fighting skills in the world created by the sleight of hand and fought against imaginary enemies.

The immortal cloud master also taught them a magic called "immortal shield", which can protect themselves at critical moments. Ye Chen encountered difficulties when practicing this magic, and the shield was always unstable. The immortal cloud master patiently guided him: "Your state of mind is not calm enough, and your magic power is not running smoothly. You need to be more calm."

Ye Chen followed the instructions and practiced hard day and night. He meditated under the waterfall, letting the rushing water hit his body to train his concentration. Finally, he successfully cast a stable fairy shield.

As they learn more, they start to practice the combined use of magic. Meizi uses a sleight of hand to confuse the enemy, while Ye Chen uses the sword control technique to attack from unexpected angles. The two cooperate well and their power increases greatly.

However, during a sparring match, Ye Chen was too eager to succeed and lost control of his magic, almost hurting Meizi. Xianyun Zhanglao severely reprimanded him: "Don't be impatient when practicing magic, take one step at a time, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted." Ye Chen regretted it and apologized to Meizi.

While practicing the immortal arts, Elder Xianyun also focused on cultivating their moral character. He told many stories of immortal arts predecessors who went astray due to evil thoughts, and warned Meizi and Ye Chen to stick to the right path.

As the days passed, Meizi and Ye Chen's magic skills improved day by day. They could feel the changes in themselves, and the power surged in their bodies, as if they had the confidence to overcome everything.

One day, the old general of Xianyun Palm called the two of them over and said, "You have made some progress in your magic now, but you must not be proud. Nie Bo is not an ordinary person, you need to continue to hone your skills."

Meizi and Ye Chen nodded. They knew that the road to revenge was still long, but at this moment, they had stronger strength and firmer faith. Under the watchful eyes of the immortal cloud master, they once again devoted themselves to practice and moved towards the ultimate goal, for the peace of the rivers and lakes, for the promotion of justice, and for revenge for their deceased relatives.

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