big occasion? Immortal cultivation has not been uncommon in Ningxia in the past few years. They are all special situations that are unique in thousands. If you are exposed to them and go there, your knowledge will increase a lot.
Compared with the experience of the previous two years, the past three years are still a little dull, and the cultivation level is also saturated. If he wants to climb up, he can't stay in seclusion in the sect, so Ningxia is thinking about traveling outside for a while in the near future, practicing his only empty swordsmanship, and then coming back to participate in the inner sect competition.
However, he hasn't found a good opportunity yet. Ningxia plans to arrange the chores in the sect before going out. I don’t know when I will come back from this trip...
When she heard that Lord Yuanheng said he was going to take them to a "big scene", she really felt a little bit psychologically depressed. Whatever I saw before was not a big scene, it was a big scene that cost people's lives. Don't let something like this happen again.
Later, on second thought, I laughed at myself for overthinking. If there was really a dangerous scene, could Zhenjun Yuanheng bring them two here?
So after being led to Longyin Peak and hearing that the leader was waiting for them, Ningxia was not surprised at all.
So Ning Xia and Jin Lin followed Zhenjun Yuanheng and the leading disciple towards the main meeting hall under the different eyes of Longyin Peak.
When several people arrived at the main hall, they happened to meet the leader's inner disciples who were also here. When they saw that they came quickly, they immediately shut up. They didn't know what they were discussing before.
The head's direct disciple, Lin Pingzhen, was naturally there, and Yuan Guifang, who had caused a lot of trouble before, was leaning on Lin Pingzhen's side. People who don't know her deeds think she is a docile little wife.
He saw Ningxia from a distance and nodded in this direction.
"Junior brother Yuan Heng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your cultivation has improved a lot."
"I've met the head brother." Although Zhenjun Xuanyang specifically waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to be polite, Zhenjun Yuanheng still insisted on doing enough etiquette.
"Junior brother Yuan Heng, you...oh, no need to be polite, just sit down."
"You should understand what I mean."
"Yes. When the time comes, I will lead my disciples together, and I will definitely live up to the entrustment of the head brother."
"You...just try your best. In recent years, the southeastern border has not been very peaceful. Undercurrents are surging, and various sects are obeying many small actions. You don't have to think about it to know that everything will not go well in this trip, just let it go."
This line? Where is this going?
The two people who were listening below were still confused and confused. I can understand every word, but I can't understand how they are put together. What are they talking about?
Could it be that Zhenjun Yuanheng is planning to go out somewhere? Ningxia was keenly aware of a very suggestive meaning.
But obviously now is not the place to ask questions. She stood aside calmly, pretending that she was just a backdrop, but listened very carefully, for fear of missing any information.
"I wonder how the master brother plans to dispatch the disciples who are going out this time?"
"These...incompetent disciples of mine will probably go with them. If there is anything that is not to their liking, junior brother does not have to give me this face, I can just discipline them. These little bastards are just raised too well in the sect. If you are not sensible, you need to go out more to gain knowledge.”
"Senior Brother Head's disciples are naturally the best. They are all young talents. Senior Brother, please don't be too strict and encourage them more." Zhenjun Yuanheng disagreed.
He has known this senior brother for many years, so he can naturally tell whether the other person is being humble or telling the truth. The other party may really be dissatisfied with the following disciples.
The head brother was still too strict... Seeing the expressions of the other disciples who had been practicing for many years quickly dimming, he didn't know where to start, so he sighed and said nothing. Why is he, an outsider, getting involved in the issue of how many masters and disciples there are?
Except for Qinghui Zhenjun, who is not very talented, there are several other golden elixir monks who are rarely famous in the sect. Although they are still a long way from Yuanying, they will definitely be able to aspire to Yuanying in the future if nothing unexpected happens. How could he be the unfilial son that Master Xuanyang calls him?
True Lord Xuanyang has been strict for a long time, and he has always been this way towards his disciples. Longyin Peak has also followed the temperament of the peak leader and acted in an orderly manner, strictly following the rules. Even the air here has a trace of nervousness. atmosphere.
He can be regarded as the type of monk who became famous at a young age and had a smooth journey, smoothly reaching his current position. The only thing that didn't go smoothly was the matter between Zixi and his direct disciples.
I once had a son who died early, and to this day I still haven’t had a son or a daughter.
Although the disciples under the sect are all extremely talented people, it is a pity that all of them have no qualifications. They have lost their spirituality and their understanding. They have been unable to touch the Nascent Soul after many years. Maybe if you wait another hundred years, you can get through all the troubles, but this life will probably end here. Isn't this no different from his trajectory?
Yes, that’s right, what Zhenjun Xuanyang wants is a true pride of heaven, a truly unimaginable kind of genius, someone who can break through the Nascent Soul and has the power to attack upwards layer by layer. Monk. He needs a disciple who can surpass him to take over the Wuhua Sect, rather than a "mediocre person" like himself.
Obviously, during his long cultivation career, there were "mediocre people" everywhere, and the disciples who entered the house disappointed him one by one. Until Lin Ping really appeared, this child gave him hope. And he lived up to expectations. This child was the heir he had been looking for for many years.
Only when facing Lin Pingzhen would Zhenjun Xuanyang relax a little. He felt pity and anger for the other disciples under his sect who had been delayed for a long time, and would often lament their plight.
Now, Lin Pingzhen has cultivated the golden elixir in such a short period of time, firmly established himself in the early stage of the golden elixir, and rushed towards the middle stage without stopping. Under the background of this "legendary" junior brother, the others looked bad. In recent years, True Lord Xuanyang had become more and more harsh on them, hoping to stimulate them to move forward.
But apparently this stimulation doesn't seem to be very effective. True Lord Yuan Heng had sharp eyesight and could clearly see the dissatisfaction and anger of an older disciple towards Lin Ping Zhenming.
The head brother was still a little anxious. If things go on like this, there will be a struggle for power in the future. If that day comes, every word that True Lord Xuanyang said today may become a catalyst.
No, maybe he knew, but just didn't care. Lin Pingzhen's talent is too high, far beyond everyone's imagination, and his future is destined to be at the top. Even Zhenjun Xuanyang thought so. The weight of such a disciple is far greater than that of several other disciples who have slacked off.
Taking everything in his eyes, Zhenjun Yuanheng gently diverted the sensitive conversation away. Only when the embarrassing atmosphere dissipated did he sigh secretly in his heart.
The sky at Longyin Peak is always so cloudy. The haze accumulated over the years has become a shackles for everyone, and the taste of power can really affect a person. Even Mr. Xuanyang, who was full of turmoil and cheerful in the past, has become like this without knowing it.
