Above the Nascent Soul is the Transformation God.
The true deity transforms into a god and has a long life span.
The Sanqing Dao Sect is an ancient sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and there has naturally been more than one god-transformation monk.
For example, Duanyi Zhenjun's master is a god-incarnation Zhenzun.
Moreover, he is a living cultivator who is still in the sect and has never died or ascended.
Duanyi Zhenjun, master and disciple, stared at Lingchu for a while, and finally decided that it would be safest to ask the monk in the sect to take a look.
The first choice for the cultivator of spiritual transformation is naturally Duanyi Zhenjun’s own master and Lingchu’s master.
Jiuyuan Zhenzun.
Although the God-Transformation monks are also in the inner mountain, they are in a completely different place. Each God-Transformation monk practices in a secret realm of the sect that is not open to the public.
You know, if the cultivator of Transformation God swallows a little spiritual power, the combined spiritual power of the inner mountain will not be enough to circulate the spiritual power in the cultivator of Transformation Soul for a week.
Moreover, the practice of the God Transformation monks will greatly affect the practice of other low-level monks.
Therefore, most of the god-transforming monks in the sect stay in the secret realm and will basically not leave the secret realm unless something happens.
And people outside the secret realm, if they want to find them, naturally need to enter the secret realm.
Except for the Yuanying elders from each peak of the sect who knew the entrance to the secret realm where the monks of the Transformation of Gods were, the remaining disciples only knew that there was a master of the Transformation of Gods inside the door, but they didn’t know where he was.
Duanyi Zhenjun is both an elder of Yuanying and a disciple of Zhenzhen Transformation, so he naturally knows where the entrance is.
Leaving the two male disciples behind, Zhenjun Duanyi carried the young disciple and reached an inconspicuous hilltop in the inner mountain in a blink of an eye.
He took out a jade tablet from his sleeve, flicked his hands, and the jade tablet was suspended in the void, and then merged into the void.
"Master, my disciple Duan Yi is bringing his three disciples, Lingchu, to ask for an audience." True Lord Duan Yi rarely restrained the arrogance in his eyes, his long eyebrows on his temples were slightly flattened, and he spoke respectfully into the air.
Naturally, Lingchu did not dare to stand aside, and followed his master to salute, "My disciple, Yu Lingchu, has met my master."
There was no answer, but where the jade tablet disappeared, ripples formed in the void at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally formed an illusory passage.
On the other side of the passage, you can vaguely see the blue sky and flowers and plants everywhere.
Zhenjun Duanyi glanced at the young disciple and took the lead to step into the passage.
Lingchu quickly followed and stepped into the passage.
When the two of them entered, the illusory passage instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace, and the place returned to an inconspicuous hilltop again.
When Lingchu stepped into the passage, he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the world in his eyes changed.
It is also a blue sky, but unlike the misty clouds of the sect, the sky here is cloudless, with only a clear blue remaining.
Under the sky, there is a lake that is also blue and clean, like a piece of clear and flawless jade, embedded in the grass.
Not far away, there is a neat world in which all kinds of fruits and vegetables grow lushly and randomly.
Next to the field, there is a house made of stones. A lush tree outside the house covers the stone table and chairs under the tree.
On the stone table, a chessboard was placed randomly, with black and white pieces in no order.
Lingchu only dared to take a quick look, and then followed his master Duan Yi Zhenjun towards a huge rock on the edge of the lake.
Because on the boulder, there was a fisherman wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat fishing.
He couldn't see his figure clearly, and Lingchu didn't dare to look at him with his spiritual consciousness.
Who else will appear in this secret realm besides the sect’s god-transforming monks? And, if I’m not mistaken, this person might be her master.
Walking to the side of the fisherman, Zhenjun Duanyi did not say anything, but stood quietly aside.
Naturally, Lingchu couldn't speak anymore. Although he didn't know why his master suddenly became so well-behaved, it was right not to talk when fishing. The sound could easily scare away the fish.
Most of the day passed between the two of them.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to stand, but for monks, it is nothing, but it is easy for their minds to wander.
Lingchu dispersed his thoughts, and she did not expect that she would be dragged to see her master just after she came back. Fortunately, Lingchu got rid of her senior brother Gu Tianqiu and helped settle He Chaoyun. By the way, she went to the deacon hall to report and hand in a certificate. Task.
Lingchu still trusted his senior brother's ability to do things, and he was not the same as his second senior brother Yan Bei.
Crash.
Suddenly there was a sound of water, and the black fishing rod bent into a semicircle, but the person holding the fishing rod did not move at all.
"Pap...pap..."
There was a violent sweeping sound of the fish tail, and the fishing rod was slightly lifted. A big fat fish with silver scales was easily lifted up. The fishing rod drew a graceful curve in the air, and it was still struggling. The big fish was thrown directly into the fish basket next to it.
As soon as the big fish entered the fish basket, it suddenly became quiet.
Immediately afterwards, the fishing rod entered the water again without using any bait. Even the thread of the fishing rod was a flat long needle instead of a curved hook.
Is this...willing to take the bait?
Three big fish took the bait and were thrown into the fishing basket. The fisherman finally moved, and a clear and gentle voice sounded.
"Xiao Duanyi, why are you here? Normally, you are the most afraid of being a teacher."
The so-called fisherman who stood up after taking off his raincoat and bamboo hat, carrying the fish basket, was actually a young man.
A young man with brilliant scenery and graceful appearance.
Just by looking at his face, some people would believe him if he said he was in his twenties. After all, monks are the most difficult group of people to tell their age based on their appearance.
Lingchu first glanced at his master, Lingchu's master, in surprise. He didn't expect that his master looked so young.
Having seen the old fishing man's appearance before, Lingchu subconsciously thought he would be a kind-hearted old man.
I was so surprised that I even forgot about the fact that Master loved to call me Xiao Lingchu, and the habits of the young disciple turned out to be the same.
The surprise in Lingchu's eyes was not concealed, Zhenjun Duanyi noticed it, and the cultivator of the Transformation God, Zhenzhen Jiuyuan also saw it clearly.
"Are you the disciple that Xiao Duan Yi accepted? Well, you look good." Jiuyuan Zhenzun looked at the extremely kind appearance and said to Lingchu with a smile.
"I am the third disciple accepted by Master." Lingchu answered obediently and meticulously.
Jiuyuan Zhenzhen glanced at Lingchu up and down, and waved his hand casually, "I am Xiao Duanyi's master. Xiao Duanyi is your master. Speaking of which, I am also your master."
"Hello, Master!" Lingchu was the smartest one and shouted immediately with a wink.
"This little girl is quite clever. Yes, she is indeed a disciple that Xiao Duanyi likes. If you call me Master, I can't be stingy." Jiuyuan Zhenzhen stretched out his slender hand and touched his chin. His eyes fell on the vegetable garden next to him, "Well, when you leave, go to the vegetable garden and pick one to take away. It will be a meeting gift for me, Master."