Hearing that the master of the temple had returned to the mountain, You Mengchang took a group of his subordinates from Biyifeng in the wild to the Fairy Spirit Temple. There were three, four and five levels, and they all entered the outer gate of the Fairy Spirit Temple. When we go to the Duxian Islands, we can enjoy the shade under the big trees without being oppressed by other forces. Zhang Wenfeng entertained the old man with spiritual tea in the Xiangsui Hall, and revealed the old man's little thoughts: "Protector You, you must have buried a fourth-level body in it, and used this method to settle the karmic grudges between you. "
Otherwise, based on his understanding of the old man, the old man would care about the life and death of other people?
You Mengchang put down the teacup, chuckled, and after acquiescing, complained again: "It feels weird to call me 'Dragon Master You', so why don't you just call me the same name as before, it sounds pleasant to your ears." "No problem, You will get used to it after listening to it for a long time, Protector You."
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Another half month later, Yang Shuilan and Lezi arrived with a group of Liuzhihe monks, all of whom were naturalized in the Immortal Spirit Temple. Except for two fifth-level monks Su Rong and Ge Xin, who were about to take the Heavenly Immortal Road and accept the Thunder Tribulation test, the others were in advance with the Immortal Spirit Temple. After getting acquainted with the monks, they went to the Duxian Islands to face the desolate scene of falling from monks to mortals and dying of old age step by step.
With strength in numbers, we won’t be bullied by outsiders.
After Xiao Ni'er heard about it, he and Gui Fudo came running with three fifth-level water monsters. The low-level water monsters in Waves of Waves Lake will go to another place with other monsters to specially house the cages for monster cultivators. seas and islands.
Lu Zijin received the summons and returned from Nanyuan Continent after traveling tens of thousands of miles. He finally advanced to the mid-sixth level.
Not long after, Tu Kun returned to the mountain gate and brought back many sixth-grade amulets he had refined. Compared with the usual quietness at the gate of Xianlingguan Mountain, it suddenly became full of people and lively.
Zhang Guanzhu and the mountain chief discussed and distributed the prepared amulets one by one to the fifth-level monks. According to merit, some people could get three different amulets refined by sixth-level masters. There were more than ten people on duty in the Duxian Islands. , sent the earth protector to make a separate trip, and gave them early sacrifices and familiarity with the use of talismans.
On a snowy winter night, it got dark early. After finishing their homework, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe came out of the old Taoist temple and went down the mountain to return home.
Halfway along the way, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly stopped, raised his hands toward the empty space in the woods beside him, and said with a smile, "I've seen Brother Bai, but I haven't seen him for a long time. Please say hello to Brother Bai."
A white figure appeared vaguely, and it was Bai Wuchang. The signature white pointed hat on his head was gone, and he was wearing a mist turban.
Yun Qiuhe quickly raised his hands and saluted.
After Bai Wuchang returned the gift, he smiled and said, "After two hundred years of separation, the virtuous couple will soon ascend to the upper world. It's a joy to congratulate them."
After a few polite greetings, Yun Qiuhe found an excuse to avoid it and made room for the two of them to talk alone. She already knew that Bai Wuchang could not just walk into other people's homes, so she did not invite Bai Wuchang to be a guest.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at Bai Wuchang, who seemed to have become different, and asked: "Brother Bai, have you been promoted?" Bai Wuchang was in a very good mood, "Thanks to you, brother, I got some opportunities and finally got rid of the bottleneck. Realm rises in the wind, and from now on the mirror hangs high in the hall. Not long after the appointment, I happened to take the opportunity to come and see you, brother. Otherwise, brother, you would fly to the upper world, and it would not be easy to meet you in the future."
"Congratulations to Brother Bai for advancing to the seventh level and establishing a government office in the Nether Realm!"
Zhang Wenfeng knew something about the underworld and understood what Bai Wuchang meant. He chuckled and held his hands in congratulations.
Bai Wuchang said a few humble words, looked around, and said with a smile: "My great talent has developed the Immortal Spirit Temple into the leading force in the lower world. In just five hundred years, nine sixth-level people have gathered in one sect. It's amazing."
He was really surprised. This scale was already comparable to the entire number of sixth-order masters in Tianqian Continent.
Zhang Wenfeng chuckled and said, "Luck, just luck."
And Zhao Zhu'er didn't come back.
Bai Wuchang chatted for a while and then sent a message: "Brother, before you go to the upper world, if there are any important disciples you need to entrust to leave talents for the sect five hundred years from now, it is within my scope of authority. I dare not say, but one or two can still take care of them."
Zhang Wenfeng understood immediately, smiled and held up his hands to send the message: "Brother Bai, wait a moment, there is really a disciple with good qualifications. It's a pity that he was buried. I asked him to come over.
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Bai Wuchang made a gesture of invitation. He came here to reciprocate love and bring the relationship between the two closer.
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message, and soon Dai Xing, who had been recommended by the mountain chief as one of the candidates for the guardian, had already reached the golden elixir realm and had perfected his cultivation. He hurried over to salute the temple master. Dai Xing could not see Bai Wuchang, who was invisible at the side.
After a few simple inquiries and some gentle words of encouragement, Zhang Wenfeng sent Dai Xing back, who was confused.
Find a time nearby, and he will tell Dai Xing some secret things.
Bai Wuchang has left a mark in Dai Xing's body, so that when the spiritual energy rises five hundred years later, he can use means to awaken Dai Xing's reincarnation.
When Dai Xing develops a foundation, recovers the Immortal Spirit Temple that is waiting to be revitalized, and continues to promote the Immortal Spirit Temple with its guardian Zhang Tiande, that will be a story later.
After chatting with Zhang Guanzhu for a while, Bai Wuchang said goodbye and returned to the underworld. He could not stay in the human world for too long.
On the morning of the next day, Zhang Wenfeng and the mountain chief closed the door to discuss matters in the west hall of the old Taoist temple. Half an hour later, he called Dai Xing again. At noon, the door of the hall opened. When Dai Xing walked down the mountain, he still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable deep in his eyes. Hidden excitement.
A Jedi was reborn, his path took a turn for the worse, and he could renew his immortality five hundred years later. How could he calm down for just a moment?
The owner of the temple carefully opened the barrier of the small world to isolate the outside world. The important matters and tokens entrusted to him were concealed even by Zhang Tiande, the designated guardian. The secret must not be leaked in advance to avoid unexpected events.
The ups and downs of life are indeed unexpectedly wonderful.
For more than two years, Zhang Wenfeng, the mountain chief, the earth protector and others have been making various arrangements to stabilize the emotions of the many monks in the sect who are about to move to the Duxian Islands.
Half a year before his ascension, Lu Xin'er, Hua Fenglan, and Lu Chan'er from Baihu Ridge came to visit Guanzhu Zhang.
Limited by resources and the aura of plants and trees, only nine spirits of the flower and grass clan advanced to the fifth level, and no sixth-level masters were born. There was not enough time to follow up.
"All of our fourth-level flower and plant spirits have entrusted the three-tailed fox and donkey departments to take care of us. The rest of the fourth- and lower-level spirits have been silenced into flower and plant seeds using secret methods and buried everywhere in Baihu Mountain. When the spiritual energy rises in the future, some of them will be buried. It can sprout and grow again. We would like to ask the temple master to take more care of the White Tiger Mountain and prevent mortals from destroying the mountain."
The three fairies saluted in unison.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to help the three of them up, and agreed with a smile. He turned back to say hello to the defenders, and it was not difficult to designate the Baihu Ridge area as a forbidden area that no mortal could enter.
Over the past five hundred years, the guardian would occasionally go out on inspection tours. He had a special status in the Da'an Dynasty, and he kept his word to the letter.
Another five months have passed.
On this day, a misty voice sounded over the entire Eastern Continent: "Each sect will escort the monks below the fifth level to the Duxian Islands. Each casual cultivator below the fifth level will go to the Duxian Islands on their own. There must be no mistakes. All expired documents must not be sent to the Duxian Islands." The monks of this level will have their souls wiped out, and there will be no reincarnation in the next life.”
As early as a few months ago, Xianlingguan recalled all monks who were away and used formations to seal the entire sect just for this day.
The bell rang, and monks flew out from each mountain top and gathered in front of the main hall of Xianling Temple. Under the leadership of the temple master, they lined up into the hall in an orderly manner, lit incense, knelt down to worship the Taoist ancestors, and sang "Tai Shang Tong Xuan Quartet" in unison. "Prayers and Blessings" of the Miao Sutra.
After completing the lesson, the temple leader, the mountain chief, Yue Anyan, Tu Tu and others looked solemn, and held up their hands to send everyone on their way, saying to each disciple who was about to go to the Duxian Islands: "May you be blessed with infinite blessings!"
"In my next life, I will still be a disciple of the Taoist sect!"
"Take care, Master, my disciple salutes you!"
Lines of disciples in Taoist robes walked past the temple master, the mountain chief and others, bowing with their hands in hand. Some had red eyes, some couldn't help crying, and some smiled as usual.
The fragrant mist curls up and the bells ring sadly.
