"You want me to call him here late at night, but why don't you let me ask you questions?"
The old man's voice was filled with deep doubts and a hint of dissatisfaction.
His eyes turned to the penthouse on the left. It was obvious that there was someone in the room!
During the more than two hours that he asked Yang Zhen, there was someone in the room who didn't show up!
The old man was waiting for the answer from the person inside.
The left auricle was silent for a long time, and then a gentle sigh came.
This sound is like the trickling water that turns into water when the snow melts, quiet, clear, and sweet...
It's like the spring breeze blowing on the face, all the sadness disappears.
The old man's slight unhappiness seemed to disappear with this sigh.
"Senior brother, what do you think the purpose of Yunxiao Sect is?"
This is a woman's voice, very beautiful.
If Yang Zhen were present at this time, she would definitely be shocked. He has heard this voice before!
Two years ago on the outskirts of Qingzhou, Zhexi Patriarch had a great battle.
That stunning woman who came to help!
That mysterious female cultivator who Zhao Beiqing had speculated about in every possible way and had no idea of her origins!
Turns out to be this old man's junior sister?
The old man lived alone in the Jiuxiao Palace of Yunxiao Peak. Even without an introduction, Yang Zhen had already guessed his identity.
Yanxiling!
The Supreme Elder of Yunxiao Sect, the only True Lord of Nascent Soul, the ancestor of Xiling, Yan Xiling!
This woman actually calls the ancestor of Yuanying as senior brother. Then doesn’t her cultivation also mean that she is Yuanying?
Yunxiao Sect actually has a second Nascent Soul Ancestor?
Yan Xiling's mentality was completely calm at this moment. Hearing this question, he smiled slightly:
"Junior sister, I understand what you mean."
"The purpose of our Yunxiao Sect is to protect. To protect the land of Xu State and to protect the billions of creatures on this land."
"You ask me this because you don't want me to hurt this kid, right?"
"But," he asked curiously, "your foundation has been damaged. Since this kid has this method of spiritual root growth, you really don't want to figure it out? Maybe his method can help you recover!"
"So what?" the woman said calmly: "Not to mention whether it is useful or not, even if it is useful, you can find out by searching the soul?"
"There should be someone behind this kid. I just need to find out who is behind him..." Yan Xiling explained.
"Then you search for the person behind the soul?" the woman asked.
"Well..." Xiling ancestor was asked.
Yes, if there really is someone behind this kid, can you still continue to search for souls?
Searching the soul can only find memories, but cannot create new prescriptions.
The latter is what this woman needs.
Besides...
"For the sake of this possible usefulness, I hurt the foundation of a young junior. This will damage my Taoist heart." The woman said firmly.
This is what she really thinks.
It is foolish to see small profits and forget the path you are pursuing.
Of course, there are more important reasons, just listen to her continue:
"Moreover, this boy's face is blurry. Two years ago, I saw that his spiritual root was only one inch, and I thought he was a person abandoned by fate. But I didn't expect that not only did his spiritual root grow to three inches, but he also passed the sect's selection, and was in Ranked first in the luck assessment. From this point of view, this child is likely to have great luck."
"So, senior brother, you need to be careful when dealing with him, otherwise if you don't do well, you may be hit by luck."
Yan Xiling nodded solemnly and agreed with junior sister's statement. He raised his hand, and all the stacks of paper that Yang Zhen had just written on silently flew to the left ear room.
"Let's see if it's useful to you."
After a while, a surprising sound came from the left ear room.
"It doesn't help me much in repairing my foundation, but it helps me a lot in another thing."
"Really?" Yan Xiling was also very happy: "Have all the spiritual materials needed for this object been prepared?"
"Everything is ready," the woman chuckled, "Senior brother, these three hundred contribution points are a bit too little!"
"He is a disciple who has just entered the school. If he is given too much, he will attract attention." The old man laughed and was in a good mood.
"Junior sister, what are your plans for the future?" He finally asked with concern.
"Be prepared with both hands," the woman had already made up her mind: "First, go to this disciple named Yang Zhen. I will go find him in the future, and senior brother, please don't interfere."
"This," Yan Xiling said hesitantly, "your identity must not be exposed. I'd better find someone else!"
"It doesn't matter," the woman said with a smile, "Senior brother, can't you guess how I can do it?"
"Oh! Yes, yes." The old man of Xiling patted his forehead and suddenly realized.
"Second," the woman continued, "the key to restoring my foundation is the raw water of chaos. I hope the records in the classics are correct, and everything will go well then!"
"That will take another ten years." Yan Xiling reminded.
"Ten years, I can afford to wait." The woman smiled slightly and didn't care.
…
Shuiwu Peak, Cave No. 52
The flying boat comes from the night sky and does not land. When he was still a few feet away from the ground, Wei Biao grabbed Yang Zhen, threw him firmly to the ground, turned around and left.
Yang Zhen stood up straight and silently looked at the flying boat in the distance until it disappeared without a trace.
"Yiyi." He called softly.
"Hey!" The little thing came out of the stone space.
"What's going on nearby?" Yang Zhen asked.
The little thing was silent. After a moment, she replied: "There is nothing unusual."
After a pause, she added: "No one else has been in the cave, and the young lady is still sleeping."
When Yang Zhen decorated her room in the afternoon, she had already placed several pots of crabapples brought here and there in the courtyard.
Then he stepped into the cave and came to the back room.
Zhao Yue'er was still the same as when he left, with her nose open and sleeping soundly.
Yang Zhen felt relieved.
It was probably Yin time at this time, and it had been nearly three hours since he left and returned.
He had no intention of sleeping, so he tidied up a little and entered the stone space.
Here he finally relaxed.
He squatted on the ground and buried his head in his arms.
The emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are completely released.
Fear, powerlessness, regret, worry...
Tonight, he was almost soul-searched!
Although he didn't know the reason that made the Yunxiao Sect Yuanying ancestor stop at the last moment, the fear in his heart at that moment was indelible.
In front of high-level monks, he is just an ant.
His self-righteous calculations, rhetoric, cover-ups, etc., are nothing in front of others!
As long as someone has a little suspicion, after a soul search, no matter how carefully you prepare and no matter how flawless your explanation is, it will all become a joke!
Looking back on the past few years since I traveled back in time, although there have been various setbacks, overall, I have gone smoothly and lost the vigilance I should have.
Regarding the problem of spiritual roots, I thought that if I could fool Grandma, Yuan Shanchang and others, everything would be fine.
But I don't think that they didn't look into it deeply, but it was just their trust and protection for you.
Although I escaped tonight, can I still count on such luck in the future?
He has come into the sight of the Supreme Elder of the sect. How should he deal with himself in the future?
Yang Zhen fell into deep thought.
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