A war changed the structure of Lingnan's immortal world, affecting the fate of many small sects and families, and involving countless monks in this whirlpool.
At this moment, above the two major sects in the center of the whirlpool, the Qingyun Sect, a small flying boat came silently.
Responsible for air defense, the sky full of dandelions all over Qingyun Sect intercepted the flying boat.
But soon, the latter threw out a corresponding spirit leaf token, and it was quickly allowed to enter.
Soon, the flying boat landed on the ground for a second identity verification.
It didn't take long for several people to complete their identification, and then Lin Chen led Zhang Mengyao, who was carved in pink and jade, and Zhang Hao, who was dressed in gray, and flew towards Qingquan Peak.
The distance from the mountain gate to Qingquan Peak is about two hundred miles. After half an hour, a few people arrived at Qingquan Peak.
When they returned to the sect, they not only had to verify their identities, but also had to contact the Qingquan Sect General Affairs Hall and make a report to determine and restore their sect's authority and obligations.
Several people soon arrived at Qingquan Peak.
There are hundreds of large and small pavilions and pavilions in Qingquan Peak, but they are not messy but neat and arranged according to a certain pattern, giving people a pleasing feeling. If a mortal saw it, they would definitely think that it was the residence of an immortal family. place.
There are still people coming and going in Qingquan Peak. Although there are still many people between the various buildings, they are obviously much sparser than before.
Some people have fear on their faces, fearing that they will be taken to the front line and lose their lives; some people are excited, having heard too many legends about the rise of others, and feel that they can do it themselves, and also want to go to the front line to fight, show off their power and become famous far and wide. Finally respected.
Of course, the mood is more heavy, and the eyes are filled with uneasiness and confusion.
Lin Chen walked in front, and the two of them followed behind. Qingquan Peak couldn't fly with the sword, so a few people landed at the foot of the mountain and rushed towards the Zongwu Hall.
Along the way, disciples in the Qi refining period gathered together from time to time to discuss the battle situation on the front line.
Qingyun Sect has thousands of Qi-Refining Stage monks sent to the front lines. Many of the Qi-Refining Stage monks have now become famous, such as "Little Corpse Demon" and "Gust Wind Sword".
Of course, the most famous one is the discussion between the two generations of true disciples of Qingyun Sect.
There are always some among the tens of thousands of monks in the Qi Refining Stage who are far stronger than others. After training, they stand out and become "heroes" and "legends." And they are naturally qualified to become the new generation of true disciples of the Qingyun Sect.
In the discussion among the true disciples of the previous generation, there were also the likes of [Sword Fairy] Zhang Mengyao, [Baobao Taoist] Zhang Hao and the like.
"[Baobao Taoist]?" When Lin Chen heard this title, an inexplicable smile filled his eyes. He looked Zhang Hao up and down and said with a smile, "Sure enough, it was just a wrong name, not a wrong number. This The name suits you quite well."
As soon as Zhang Hao started fighting, he threw out the magic talismans and spiritual weapons as if they were worthless. He also had a large number of elixirs and various strange methods. Isn't he a Baobao Taoist?
Zhang Hao met Lin Chen's gaze and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable all over. He curled his lips and said coldly:
"No matter how strange my name is, how can it be as mysterious as my senior brother? The illegitimate son of the Jindan Patriarch, the pillow of the sect boss, the mysterious but true disciple that no one has ever seen before!"
Um? !
Lin Chen paused and turned his head: "I can understand the mysterious true disciple at the back who I have never seen before, but what the hell is the illegitimate child and the person on the pillow?!"
"It's not that you have never appeared in front of the disciples, but you still occupy the quota of the previous generation's true disciples. It's normal for these busybodies to have speculations." Zhang Mengyao on the side said calmly.
Her tone was serious, but paired with her plump, pink, and rosy cheeks that looked like cherries, instead of giving off a cold feeling, there was an indescribable contrast between her and cuteness.
But what she said was correct. Although the higher-ups knew about Lin Chen, it could be said that there were no more than ten people who knew him, including the Golden Pill Patriarch and the few true disciples.
As for Lin Chen's deeds, except for the outer sect competition back then, others knew very little.
Although there is news about the place where the God Transformation fell, it is a top secret of Qingyun Sect. Most of the foundation-building elders have never heard of it, let alone these disciples.
For people who are mysterious, have no obvious achievements, and occupy a lot of benefits, gossip is inevitable.
After hearing this, Lin Chen smiled helplessly: "Rumors harm people."
But Lin Chen didn't take it to heart. It was easy for him to go to the battlefield and compete for the limelight with his strength, but he was not the type to be pushy.
On the contrary, he is quite satisfied with his current situation. Most people knew of his existence, but no one had ever seen him.
In this way, as long as he proves his identity, he will have enough rights, and at the same time, it will also reduce the targeting of hostile demon cultivators.
After all, the less a person's information is leaked, the more difficult it is to hunt him down, because there is no way to target him and he doesn't know what kind of trump card he has.
While they were talking, several people came to the Zongwu Hall and walked in.
Although they could not recognize the freshmen Zhang Mengyao and Lin Chen, Zhang Hao seemed to come here often, and the people in the palace were particularly familiar with him, so someone quickly came to greet him.
"Senior Brother Zhang Hao." A middle-aged foundation-building monk walked up with a smile on his face.
"Yes." Zhang Hao nodded and continued, "This time we return to the sect, you help me, Senior Brother Lin, and Senior Sister Zhang carry out the handover of identities."
Senior brother, senior sister?
The middle-aged monk's pupils shrank when he heard this. The person who could be called senior brother or sister by Zhang Hao was either a long-famous late-stage foundation-building elder in the sect, or he was also a true heir!
But the two people next to him, a boy and a girl... he didn't remember seeing them before in the sect. Could it be that they were disguised in some special way?
Lin Chen and the other two had no intention of answering his questions, but directly handed over the identity spirit leaves.
"Sister Meng, Mengyao?!" After seeing the identity of Lingye, the middle-aged monk raised his head in shock.
"Something happened during the healing process." Zhang Mengyao said with a tense face as she felt the other party's surprised gaze.
"This..." Feeling the sharp gaze of the other party, the middle-aged monk thought for a while, but was wise and did not continue to ask. Then, he looked at the other identity Lingye.
"Senior Brother Lin, Lin Chen?" Seeing this name, the middle-aged monk was obviously startled on his face.
He has been on duty in this general affairs hall for more than 20 years and has met all the foundation-building elders of the sect, but why, he seems to have no impression of this name?
'A new foundation-building monk? No, it's impossible. If he was newly promoted, how could he be called senior by Senior Brother Zhang? But I really don’t seem to have heard of this number one person... Wait! '
The middle-aged monk finally remembered that he had met almost all the foundation-building monks in the sect, except for one person.
That is the previous generation true disciple, Lin Chen, who has disappeared within the sect for decades, but firmly holds the position of true disciple, and still has a certain power and influence in the sect!
'The other party is the mysterious true disciple...' The middle-aged monk wanted to take a look at Lin Chen quietly, but found that the latter was staring at him expressionlessly.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Hao's voice came from the side.
The middle-aged monk was shocked and quickly replied: "No, it's okay, I will handle it for senior brother!"
Even though the process is very cumbersome, the middle-aged monk is very familiar with the process, and in less than a cup of tea, all the matters for several people have been completed.
After processing, the three of them turned around and left.
Looking at their retreating figures, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but ponder.
Why did the true disciples of the sect rush back at this time? And why did Senior Sister Mengyao become a child again just by going out?
Also, could it be that the existence that Senior Brother Zhang calls Senior Brother Lin is the legendary person who has never appeared in front of everyone and has no outstanding achievements, but can firmly occupy the position of the true disciple of the previous generation...
"……Um?!"
The middle-aged monk who was thinking seemed to have noticed something. He was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face, and then a hint of panic slowly appeared in his pupils.
Because when he recalled the scene just now, he found that no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he had no impression of Senior Brother Lin. It seemed that he had subconsciously ignored his existence!
Not only that, he is already a foundation-building monk, and his memory is far beyond that of ordinary people. Not only can he remember every second of his past experience, but he can remember it for less than half an hour, which is absolutely no problem.
But now, no matter how hard I try, I can't remember what the other person's face looks like!
It seems that the existence of the other party is just a symbol in my impression, and although his face has an indescribable and amazing feeling when I look at it, after he leaves, I can only remember the feeling when I think about it, but I just can't remember his appearance!
"The most mysterious true disciple..." The middle-aged monk murmured as he looked at the entrance of the hall with people coming and going, feeling an inexplicable coldness in his body.
Sure enough, there are only wrong names in this world, not wrong numbers.
Lin Chen didn't know that the other party had so many associations. At this time, they were arriving at the core of Qingyun Sect, which was in front of Qingyun Mountain.
"This is...a third-level formation?"
Lin Chen looked at the scene in front of him and his eyes moved.
Because in front of the three of them, the five-color spiritual energy of white, green, black, red, and yellow turned into a waterfall all over the sky, pouring into Qingyun Mountain continuously!
(End of chapter)
