Shui Qingru, who returned to the sect, rarely went out and stayed in the quiet courtyard to practice.
The Thunder Beast she had kept in captivity had been in a small space on the Moya Ancient Sutra Wall for decades and was forced to go into seclusion. It was nourished by the huge amount of energy earned by Lady Sutra over the years. It had advanced to the fifth level. As soon as the little guy came back, he went to the Beiyan Forest. Lai Zai was in the Juyi Hall, which was equipped with a thunder-inducing energy gathering array, and was with the honest and honest Lu Huan.
A few days later, when Tu Kun and Lu Zijin returned from Jingzhou, the sudden collapse of the ancient cliff wall became an unsolved case.
There is chaos everywhere, and tragic events often occur where low-level monks suffer mental breakdowns and commit massacres in the city, or massacres in remote areas. The Daolu Academy cannot spend too much energy on a case that even the Great Celestial Master cannot deduce.
Maintaining stability in various places and getting through this extraordinary period has become the consensus of Daolu Academy, local Daolu branches and various sects.
Zhang Xuan'an took charge of the arrest department in place of his senior sister. He has been quite busy in recent decades. He mobilized fourth- and fifth-level masters from the sect to enrich the arrest department. He resolutely exterminated the rebellious monks who slaughtered mortals. His cultivation progressed to fifth-level perfection, and he received the secret After hearing the news and learning that his senior sister had left seclusion, he returned to the sect from the capital city, talked secretly with his senior sister for half an hour, and then returned to the capital city to continue taking charge of the arrest department. Shang Qingyun, Qian Jing and Yan Jing made an appointment to visit and chat and drink tea with Shui Qingru.
After a long chat, the topic of ascending to the upper world in thirty years came up. Shang Qingyun sighed: "The one in my family is unlucky enough. He failed to make it twice. How can I think about the future?"
Qian Jing and Yan Jing usually expressed a few words of comfort. They had heard too many of Shang Qingyun's complaints.
At this stage, there are not many people who are impetuous and impetuous. There have been several disturbances in Xianling Temple, but they were quickly suppressed.
Shui Qingru listened for a while. In the past, the sisters were worried about family affairs and their hair turned gray. She suggested from the perspective of others: "The war between the human race and the demon race in Nanyuan Continent is much weaker than before. Why don't we let Senior Brother Wei go and participate in the war? Maybe there is still a chance to break through."
Otherwise, sitting at home, it is impossible to survive the test of life and death.
A few years ago, Qian Jing successfully advanced to the fifth level under the care of her master. She basically had no worries. She sent a voice message: "Master Lv also meant this, and asked Brother Wei to go and risk his life and survive, but Qing Yun was worried." , she wanted to follow, but was severely reprimanded by the mountain chief."
The East and West Continents do not participate in the war in the Nanyuan Continent. Each sect privately sends some fourth-level monks who are seeking breakthroughs to hone their skills. It is an open secret, but there is one thing: fifth-level monks are absolutely not allowed to participate.
Shang Qingyun was speechless, looking helpless as he couldn't make up his mind.
Yan Jing was a little angry, knocked the teacup heavily, and said: "How long will you continue to be indecisive? Your old Wei was also a tough guy who was born in a mountain of blood and blood, and he was very responsible. If you continue like this, you will only make mistakes. He killed Lao Wei..."
Qian Jing hurriedly shouted: "Quietly."
The battlefield is unpredictable, and if something goes wrong, the blame will be on your head, so the sisters didn't do anything.
"Life and death, destiny and wealth are in the sky, you should think carefully about it."
Yan Jing said the next sentence, got up and went out to go back. She was soft on the outside but angry on the inside.
Shui Qingru looked at the sisters who were covering their faces with their hands in agony and said, "What does Lao Wei mean?"
Qian Jing helped and whispered back: "Senior Brother Wei wants to go to the battlefield to fight. In the past few years, nine of our sects have gone there. Four of them have died, one was seriously injured and fell into the country, and they are dead when they come back." It's very cruel. The fact is that going to the battlefield is no longer a child's play, with your head tucked into your waistband.
Shui Qingru was not good at persuading people. She thought that if Master was here, there must be a way. She thought for a moment and said, "If Senior Brother Wei goes, I can give him three sword energy to protect him." She could only help. Here we are.
The war in Nanyuan Continent may have stopped as soon as it was said to be over, and Senior Brother Wei had to hurry up if he wanted to go. In the cabin of the sunken island at the bottom of the sea, Zhang Wenfeng and You Lao, who had returned from an outing, were sitting across from each other.
"All the evidence points to Qi Qi from Nanyuan Continent. He obtained the heavy sword from the Meteor Star Lake. The war between the human race and the monster race is inseparable from him. I have said it before, that Meteor Star Sword and that The weapon spirit called Jin Zhe is a harmful thing. Nearly ten thousand years have passed, but the dog still can't change its habit of eating shit. I'm afraid the world won't be in chaos."
You Meng Chang Delivery
Giving the temple owner a thick file is the evidence that the Immortal Temple's Opportunity Hall dispatched a large number of spy monks and spent decades peeling off the cocoons to find out the evidence.
Zhang Wenfeng was quite impressed by the taciturn and kind-faced monk who followed Wei Ran. He flipped through the files and asked, "Does Wei Ran know?"
"It's very possible that he knows something. Wei Ran is not a good person. He is just like a raccoon dog. Otherwise, Nanyuan Continent would not have been in chaos."
You Mengchang chuckled sinisterly and said: "The chaos that is going on now is impossible to stop even if we want to. The sect forces in the East and West Continent, the Vast Continent, and the Tiangan Continent have already treated it as a grinding and killing ground. Anyway, they are so far apart. Far, as long as you don't burn yourself with fire, no matter how many lives die in Nanyuan Continent, no one will care about it. It's just in compliance with God's will."
Zhang Wenfeng spent some time flipping through the files, and did not ask any more about the topic of Nanyuan Continent. It was useless to talk more. He could not go out yet, so he asked about the situation of Xianling Temple.
"Your eldest disciple has left seclusion and collected the cliff ancient scripture wall. I also talked with Madam Jingmei. Your disciple dispersed the skills he had practiced before. It only took him fifty-eight years to practice again and return to the fifth level. Compared to her previous cultivation speed of crawling like a turtle, there is a huge difference, the ancient sutra wall on the cliff is very suitable for her."
You Mengchang was filled with emotion.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled happily and said, "Good!"
He was looking forward to his eldest disciple's future achievements. No matter how hard he tried, the boxing skills and the power of sword will rules that he had earned through hard work could not be thrown away. An opportunity could change a monk's life.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng stood up, walked through the passage, and entered the cabin next door to continue refining treasures. Another ten years have passed, and the war in Nanyuan Continent is still going on intermittently.
The uneasiness and fear of the low-level monks, after so many years of accumulation, have been relieved a lot. What should be chaotic has been messed up, what should be suppressed has been suppressed, and most of the rest are enjoying the last twenty years.
Late one night, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly erupted in the waters of Shenyuan Island.
The sea water surged like boiling water, and with the roaring sword light, a figure broke through the air and disappeared into the night.
When the two fifth-level monks who were guarding Lingxing Island more than a thousand miles away were alerted and came to check, there was still a frightening sword energy in the air that had not dissipated.
"It was left by a sixth-level sword cultivator. The sword energy is so powerful that it makes no sense."
"Could it be a fairy..."
"Hush, you are looking for death. How can you make random guesses without any basis?"
"Yes, Brother Hu scolded me very much, but my little brother's mouth needs a slap in the face."
The two of them turned a blind eye to the turbid and turbulent seawater below, and had no intention of diving into the seawater to explore. They turned around and returned to Lingxing Island. They knew in their hearts that a sixth-level sword cultivator had practiced in seclusion in that sea area.
It is most likely the one who has disappeared for decades.
