Yuqing Palace on Yuqing Mountain.
The leader, Chonghe Zhenjun, has been waiting for him for a long time.
As soon as Lingchu and the others arrived in front of the palace, the door of Yuqing Palace suddenly opened.
Above the main hall, there are the first seats of each peak of the Sanqing Dao Sect, except for True Lord Duanyi and the True Lord who is in retreat, all are here.
In addition, there are two figures sitting above the hall.
The man in the dark robe, lazy and casual, is someone Lingchu is very familiar with, his master, Jiuyuan Zhenzun.
Another middle-aged man wearing a Sanqing robe and described as a dignified man was a bit unfamiliar to Lingchu.
But with the vague coercion on his body and the position sitting side by side with Jiuyuan Zhenzun, it is not difficult to guess his identity.
Yunyangzi is another deity-incarnation venerable of the Sanqing Dao Sect and the master of Chonghe Zhenjun, the master.
As soon as the three of them entered the door, they looked up and saw such a group of elders.
Especially Jiuyuan Zhenzun and Yunyangzi, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other.
Then he stepped forward to salute very obediently.
"It's good that you're back safely," it was Chong He Zhenjun who spoke, his usually serious face rarely softened, "Yes, your cultivation has also improved."
There are powerful people in the hall, so they can naturally detect the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the three people.
Especially on Lingchu, the fluctuations in spiritual power were already somewhat obvious.
Everyone has experienced the breakthrough from Jindan to Nascent Soul, so they naturally understand what is going on.
This is an external manifestation of approaching bankruptcy.
There is not much difference between Zhang Xuzhi and Mingyue. Their current cultivation levels have stabilized at the Golden Core Perfection.
All it takes is an opportunity to try to break through Nascent Soul.
The disciples have returned safely and improved their cultivation, which is an excellent thing for the leader Chonghe Zhenjun.
Lingchu's master was not here, but Mingyue's master Baopu Zhenjun and Zhang Xuzhi's master Yunlan Zhenjun were both there.
The two of them sensed their apprentice's cultivation and nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, we didn't come here to listen to these gossips. Let's talk about the demon clan and then go back and have a good rest."
The first Lord Shouguang of Wanjian Peak glanced at the three people below and spoke bluntly.
Jiuyuan Zhenzun and Yunyangzi, who were at the top, did not speak. They only listened quietly to the words of their disciples and grandsons below.
One by one, Lingchu and the other two people repeated what they had said in the Tongyou Hall of Qianji Pavilion.
Skillfully waited for the elders to ask various questions, and then patiently answered them one by one.
Between questions and answers, time passes like an hourglass.
It wasn't until the golden crow rose in the east on the second day that the three people from Lingchu left Yuqing Palace.
Before Lingchu left, a faint voice came to his ears.
"After meeting your senior brother, go to the secret realm and wait for me."
It was the voice of Master Jiuyuan Zhenzun.
Lingchu was stunned for a moment, then softly said yes.
As soon as they walked out of the gate of Yuqing Palace, the three of them said goodbye. Sanqing Dao Sect was still very big.
The distance between the peaks is not close, and the three of them are not on the same peak.
Naturally we need to separate.
Lingchu missed his bamboo hut, senior brother, nephew, apprentice, Qingkong, Aunt Fenghe, Yaoyao, and other plants and trees in Taiqing Mountain.
Zhang Xuzhi and Mingyue naturally miss people and things.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, then returned to their respective peaks.
Lingchu was not in a hurry to return to Taiqing Mountain, but sat on the Linghe door. In the morning filled with fairy spirit, he looked at the green mountains below and the Sanqing disciples shuttled back and forth.
A relaxed and leisurely smile appeared on his face.
The time she had left the sect this time was not the longest, and the situations she encountered were not the most dangerous.
But it is the most tiring.
It is really tiring to have to be vigilant, pretend, and conceal all the time.
Even a monk.
It wasn't until he returned to Sanqing Dao Sect that Lingchu could completely relax.
Without haste, Lingchu finally set foot on the land of Taiqing Mountain again.
As soon as he passed the mountain-protecting formation of Taiqing Mountain, his spiritual consciousness moved.
A figure rushed into her arms like a hurricane, followed by two angry figures.
Taking a closer look, Qingkong, who had turned into a cat again, blinked a pair of innocent eyes of different colors and meowed fawningly at Lingchu.
Howling like a wolf when you are young, meowing like a cat when you grow up.
What a studious tiger.
Lingchu showed a funny expression and rubbed Qingkong's head, "Tell me, what harm happened again?"
Qingkong blinked and did not answer, but He Chaoyun, who was hurriedly behind him and finally arrived, rushed to speak, "Uncle Master! Qingkong ate all the colorful pheasants raised on the mountain behind Danxia Peak! Danxia Peak Zhou All the disciples of Zhenren are coming to ask for compensation!"
Lingchu still knew about the colorful pheasant in the mountain behind Danxia Peak.
Danxia Peak is good at alchemy. All kinds of elixirs and spiritual plants are planted on the mountain. There are also many spiritual fruits planted in the back mountain.
This colorful brocade pheasant grew up eating spiritual plants and spiritual fruits all day long. Its feathers can be used to refine weapons and its blood can be used to refine elixirs, but it is most famous for its delicious taste.
The meat is tender but not woody, and it also contains the fragrance of spiritual fruits.
Just remove the hair and grill it casually without adding any condiments, and the taste is excellent.
If it is good at cooking, even monks who do not attach great importance to food and appetite will not be able to resist it.
Lingchu had eaten Sangzi's roasted chicken made from colorful brocade pheasant.
That taste...
Involuntarily, Lingchu swallowed, and a faint light appeared in his eyes.
Qingkong's eyes lit up, and she tugged on Lingchu's collar, "Master, I've left the three fattest ones for you! Roast them and eat them!"
three! The fattest!
Lingchu was a little moved and raised his head to meet the eyes of He Chaoyun and his apprentice Li Xianxian.
After coughing, Lingchu pressed Qingkong's head and looked at He Chaoyun, "How many spirit stones are you paying? I'll pay."
"Uncle Junior..." He Chaoyun glanced at Lingchu helplessly and sighed maturely.
Are you used to spiritual beasts, or are you also greedy for them?
Li Xianxian also knew his master's temperament. Thinking that Uncle Sangzi, who usually took care of his master, was now away from the sect, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, why don't you ask Uncle Qingkong to give me the pheasant, and I will make roast chicken for master." "
The eyes of Lingchu and Qingkong lit up at the same time.
"Good disciple!"
"Good boy!"
Lingchu patted Li Xianxian on the shoulder, his face full of relief.
Qingkong also jumped into Li Xianxian's arms skillfully, patting Li Xianxian's chest with her little paws, "Let's go, let's go to the kitchen with you. I have a lot of delicious food here!"
He Chaoyun watched helplessly as Li Xianxian took Qingkong back to the bamboo hut, holding the storage bag that Lingchu stuffed in, and said weakly, "Little uncle, master is waiting for you."
Lingchu nodded, looking at He Chaoyun's charming and mature face, he couldn't help but laugh, "Younger, more lively."
"Now that the junior uncle is back, why not take over the affairs of Taiqing Mountain..." He Chaoyun said quietly.
Lingchu immediately closed his mouth and laughed, "I still want to retreat and break through. Chao Yun, you have to work hard on the mountain!"
"By the way, the gifts for you are all in the storage bag. Remember to take them out and give them to everyone for me. After delivery, you can come to the bamboo forest and taste the taste of the colorful pheasant together."
After saying that, her figure quickly disappeared from the place.
He Chaoyun was left alone, holding the storage bag, looking up at the sky and letting out a long sigh.
He Chaoyun: I have endured too much alone!
