"The mountain ahead is our Moon Grasping Sect."
Not far from Moon Grasping Sect, Wu Xingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't completely let down her guard.
The last step to the door is often the most dangerous!
Fortunately, no accidents occurred.
Wu Xingyun originally intended to fly directly to the mountain peak with Lin Fan and Fan Jianqiang, but Fan Jianqiang hurriedly stopped her. "Second Elder, wait!"
"Why?"
Wu Xingyun was puzzled but slowed down nonetheless.
"Ahem, Second Elder, you know that I have some knowledge of divination, and this art of divination has some similarities with the art of Feng Shui, so I also know a bit about it. If the Sect Master and Second Elder don't mind, how about taking me around the area to check the Feng Shui of Moon Grasping Sect?"
Here it comes, here it comes!
At least for the time being, since this would be his 'base' for the foreseeable future, how could he not be 'steady' and do something to ensure his own safety?
As long as he's 'steady,' wouldn't the safety of Moon Grasping Sect rise significantly?!
He initially wanted to show a big smile, but on second thought...
No, I have to pretend!
What if I scare this cautious guy? That wouldn't be good.
I have to act like I don't know anything.
Yes, that's the plan.
So, he pretended to ponder and then said, "You do have a point. In that case, Second Elder, please take the trouble to show us around."
"Yes, Sect Master."
The Second Elder had no objections.
Although she thought she should be cautious of Fan Jianqiang, she listened to Lin Fan's words. Besides, the request was not unreasonable, so there was no reason to refuse.
A moment later, they completed a circle.
Wu Xingyun asked, "How is the Feng Shui?"
However, she didn't really care about this.
Things like Feng Shui and Yin and Yang residences are mostly believed by ordinary people.
As cultivators, they go against the heavens, swim against the current, fight with the heavens, the earth, people, and themselves!
It's all about defying destiny.
Especially when they first start cultivating, if they don't shout something like 'I control my own fate, not the heavens,' they wouldn't even dare to call themselves cultivators.
If you're defying the heavens, why care about Feng Shui?
"There aren't any major problems. But there are some minor flaws." Fan Jianqiang shook his head, calculated on his fingers, looking every bit the charlatan: "If the Sect Master and Second Elder don't mind, why not leave this matter to me? I will do my best to resolve these minor flaws."
Wu Xingyun looked at Lin Fan.
The latter smiled slightly.
"You are thoughtful. In that case, I'll leave it to you."
She kept a low profile, as if he had no idea who Fan Jianqiang was or what he wanted to do.
"Since we've seen it, let's return to the sect. Fan Jianqiang, you should also pay your respects to the ancestors and officially join the sect."
At this moment, Lin Fan was particularly expectant.
The cautious guy!
I wonder how talented he is.
And what his real cultivation level is?
Condensed Yuan Realm first level?
Bah!
I wouldn't believe it even if I were beaten to death.
I just don't know, with the shared talents and cultivation of both Fan Jianqiang and Xiao Ling'er, how much will my cultivation speed and level soar?!
***
Everything was ready.
Xiao Ling'er had also arrived.
The seven auspicious symbols were naturally present, with only the Great Elder still in seclusion for a breakthrough, making it inconvenient for him to appear at this moment.
Fan Jianqiang respectfully knelt before the statue of the patriarch, holding incense with a solemn expression. "Patriarch above, disciple Fan Jianqiang is fortunate to be recognized by the sect leader and join the Moon Grasping Sect, and I..."
"Hold on!"
Lin Fan interrupted abruptly at this moment, drawing puzzled looks from the crowd.
"You..." Lin Fan's expression was strange. "Are you sure you're using your real name?"
The crowd was stunned, even more confused.
Wu Xingyun looked at Lin Fan, his mind full of questions.
From their meeting to their return, the three had always been together. How could he not know if Fan Jianqiang had another name?
Facing the crowd's puzzled gazes, Lin Fan did not explain, instead innocently staring at Fan Jianqiang.
Fan Jianqiang gave an awkward smile, scratching the back of his head: "Ahaha, sorry, it's a habit, it's a habit. Thank you for the reminder, sect leader. Actually, my real name is Fan Jian. But I've never revealed this name to anyone, so... I was careless, just careless."
"Why is that?" Li Changshou was surprised. "Using a false name instead of your real one?"
"Third Elder, you're mistaken!"
"How dangerous is the Immortal Martial Continent?" Unexpectedly, Fan Jian, or Fan Jianqiang, shook his head repeatedly, indicating Li Changshou was wrong. "How can cultivators use their real names?!"
"Why not?" Li Changshou was even more astonished.
"As cultivators, who among us doesn't have enemies? Who knows what means our enemies might possess?"
When it came to this topic, Fan Jianqiang became especially excited, spitting as he talked endlessly, unstoppable.
"Even if everyone knows, that's in the past! Who can predict what means our enemies will learn or what opportunities they'll encounter in the future? Certainly, no one knows! What if they learn a very powerful 'curse' and know our real names? Wouldn't that mean we could be cursed? Such cursing techniques are bizarre and extremely potent, we must be vigilant! And when I travel, I tell everyone a false name, to the point that even I believe it! Naturally, no one knows my real name. This way, no matter how powerful the enemy or how strange the curse, they can't harm me at all!
"Similarly, they can't use divination or fortune-telling techniques to find any clues about me~ Using a false name is key to longevity! By the way, Third Elder, you are named Changshou (Longevity), and you don't even know this?!"
At the end, Fan Jianqiang was surprised.
You, named Longevity, don't understand this?
So imprudent, how can you achieve longevity?!
Li Changshou was stunned.
How did it end up revolving around me?
"Ahem, well... this elder naturally knows, but as cultivators, we should have reverence in our hearts and do fearless things. If you're so fearful and cautious in everything, you'll lose your drive. Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat. Losing your drive is detrimental to your cultivation!"
Li Changshou spoke earnestly.
"Sir, you're mistaken. As cultivators, we seek longevity and carefree living! As long as we achieve longevity, prudence in everything is only right! Have you never heard the saying? No matter how extraordinary a genius may be, before they have fully developed, they are still just a genius… By the way, elders and fellow disciples, please do not mention my real name to anyone. From now on, call me Fan Jianqiang."
After delivering this reasoning and giving a solemn reminder, Li Changshou was left speechless.
The other three elders also had peculiar expressions, staring at Fan Jianqiang, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Xiao Ling'er wanted to laugh, thinking this person was truly interesting, but she was also puzzled. "Teacher, will behaving like this really not affect his cultivation?"
Liang Danxia responded, "Cultivation depends on the individual. Some like to advance boldly, some prefer to progress quietly, and others have a proud nature that requires a 'belief in invincibility' to pave the way. If they lose once, their Dao heart shatters, and they fall into a long slump. But there are also those who, despite repeated failures, never get discouraged and continue to advance boldly… Everyone has their own way of cultivating. Such a mindset may be a hindrance for many, as they would fear death and lose their drive, thus affecting their cultivation. But in my opinion, it doesn't seem to be the case for him. He genuinely believes in his own words from the bottom of his heart. If that's so, it naturally won't affect him."
"I see." Xiao Ling'er felt she had learned something.
However, Liang Danxia added, "But I must say, it's the first time I've seen a cultivator so afraid of death."
Xiao Ling'er: "..."