At Chongxiao Gate, cedars stand tall, and the crystal ice and snow contrast with the green color, adding vitality to the mountains and hills.
The monks in Taoist robes saw off the visitors from Qizang and returned to the palace to meet Zhao Chun.
"Great Elder, they have already left."
The pure bottle on the Bogu shelf exuded spiritual energy and accumulated it in the temple. He couldn't help but clear his mind and felt comfortable all over.
Zhao Shun was still sitting on the chair, with his right hand on the table, and said softly: "In two days, the White Mountain guest will come to pay homage to the mountain. You can prepare in advance."
"This..." The monk in Taoist robes showed hesitation. He also heard clearly what the female cultivator in front of him said when she dismissed the disciples of the Qizang Sect. Although we have seen many methods that we have never seen before, after all, Baishanke has been traversing the Great Lake of Mize for a long time, and his illustrious reputation is really permeable. "Except for the three Fenxuan above, the Qizang Sect belongs to Baishanke." The strength is unparalleled among all heroes, Great Elder, you must be careful."
"There is no need to worry about this matter." Zhao Chun pointed his finger, and the lights in the hall were immediately extinguished, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and only the popularity was gone. "You go back to the back mountain to meet up with the disciples first. The matter of Baishan guest is my own. Come and do something.”
After she said these words, she turned into a mysterious light and disappeared without a trace. The monk in taoist robes stood respectfully where she was, and then gently wiped the thin sweat from his forehead until there was no trace of her.
After taking a smoke boat back to the back mountain, in the quiet courtyard covered by layers of tree shadows, the sound of people gradually became noisy.
"Big brother! Big brother!"
Before he stepped into the courtyard, several figures were running out to greet him. Most of them were in their twenties or twenties, and their cultivation levels were in the middle or late stages of Qi training.
"We are no longer disciples of Luoxia, so we should never call you Senior Brother again." The monk in the Taoist robe made a gesture of silence and said seriously, "The headmaster and the elders have preserved Luoxia's foundation. We should be grateful. ...How are you guys doing with your practice recently?"
Hearing him talk about this, the few who came out withered and responded: "I know, Senior Brother He Shen. The spiritual energy of Xinshan Sect is very abundant, and we have all benefited a lot."
He Shen said as he walked, and then led them into the courtyard. After giving guidance to the junior brothers and sisters about their confusion in practice, he returned to his room.
After more than three moments of meditating and breathing, he remembered that today he acted neither humble nor arrogant in front of the Qizang Sect. He was not like the usual people who always tried to persuade him with a sad face. He couldn't help but feel proud and proud, so happy!
"No wonder Master wants to entrust us to Chongxiao Sect. The bold words Elder Zhao made today are probably only the elders of the lakeside sect in this great lake who dare to say such words!"
He Shen and his junior brothers and sisters were all relics of the Luoxia Sect in the past. At that time, the elders split the sect. Only his master, together with another elder Min, fought tooth and nail to preserve the sect's inheritance, even taking Wei Chang with them. Cheng's disciples fled to the place where the Shinto monks were, unwilling to give up their inheritance to ambitious people.
During the more than ten years outside the Great Lake, the two Ning Yuan monks and their disciples hid, but most of them were lost in the hands of the Shinto monks. Now among the dozens of disciples who came here with He Shen, the descendants of the Luoxia Sect There are less than half of the disciples, and the rest are monks from outside the lake who have been adopted. They have only heard about the reputation of the old Sunset Xia Sect from the mouths of the remaining disciples, but have never seen it with their own eyes.
He Shen could not forget that day when Elder Min died at the hands of a Shinto monk. The master refused to leave alone in order to protect his disciples. They were supposed to be captured alive and refined into pills, but when divine soldiers descended from the sky, they were shocked. The sword spread out into the clouds, and then a brilliant Dharma light swept across the surrounding areas. In an instant, all the Shinto monks were killed on the spot.
The old cultivator who calls himself Chongxiao Sect has arrived!
They took He Shen and others back to the ruins of the old sect and established a sect here, telling the disciples that Shinto was not a god, but an evil monk who had done countless evil things.
The long-depleted spiritual veins came back to life in their hands, becoming even stronger than before. The spiritual energy rising into the sky was like rain. He Shen had never experienced such a blessed place in the place where the Shinto monks were.
It is a pity that if the master had not made the oath of heaven to never return to the Great Lakes, he would have come here to see the scene of the sect's ancestral land today.
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On the mountain behind Chongxiao Gate, there is the Cedar Pavilion.
Zhao Shun stepped into it slowly, and the faint fragrance from the incense burner in the palace dyed his sleeves.
Layers of light smoke made the main hall resemble a secret place on the top of the clouds. Through the clouds and smoke, one could see twelve male and female monks sitting in the middle, wearing beaded hairpins or plain robes, all with their eyes closed.
"Junior Zhao Chun, I have met all the seniors."
"There is no need to be polite. Fellow Taoist disciples are also true disciples of the Immortal Sect. Just match your peers." The woman with the flower pattern between her eyebrows on the left side of the center opened her eyes, raised her hand and pointed to the chair in the hall, "Sit down."
Zhao Chun sat down as he was told and said: "Just now there are disciples of the Qizang Sect who have come. I believe that Baishanke, who is known as the number one person in the Mize Great Lakes Ning Yuan, will come here soon. We will negotiate with him." In the name of the Qizang Sect, we can lead the sects in the Great Lakes and then conquer the evil monks. Until the righteous path regains control of the world, we can contact the sages of the World Viewing Tower to continue the path to heaven."
"But it's up to you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, to make the decision. We, Fenxuan, are quite restricted in the Heyan world. We have to hide our aura in this palace with the Yin Yuan Xiang. But don't worry, it will take about a year before this world is over. They will adapt to our existence, and when the time comes, our restrictions in this world will be greatly reduced, and suppressing evil cultivators in this world will be a piece of cake." Huadian woman and the other eleven Fenxuan also come from the Thousand Worlds in Chongxiao, and And they are all on the Jiang list. They are the true successors of the Immortal Sect, and their status and strength are of great importance.
The highest level of cultivation in the Heyan world is the realm of Fenxuan. The sudden influx of these powerful people from outside the world, whose strength is even greater than that of the monks in this world, will naturally be noticed by the world. Only when the two adapt to each other and their auras gradually merge , in order not to alarm the Heyan world and prevent it from escaping again.
"Shinto monks, they are not ashamed of their words... Fellow Daoist Zhao, during our limited time, the matter of Mize Great Lake will be handed over to you. All the Ningyuan monks who come to this world are led by you, and you are here. , those big sects by the lake are nothing to be afraid of. If you need help, just send us a message." Huadian woman nodded seriously and watched Zhao Xuan get up and leave. She just closed her eyes and meditated, her true energy aura was hidden in the clouds. middle.
Zhao Shun heard the first half of her words and knew where the anger that had surged around the monk Zhongxiao in the past few days came from.
When I first came to the world of Heyan, I was at the place where the evil monk was.
Naturally, they would not call themselves evil cultivators. Instead, they would call themselves Shinto cultivators and do evil as they please.
The righteous monks were called old cultivators and were driven into the Great Lake of Mize. Just like the situation of the evil cultivators in Chongxiao, they were fighting endlessly for a small piece of spiritual vein in a remote place.
The righteous path is in decline, the people are in dire straits, and the sects in the Great Lakes cannot even protect themselves, so how can they have the spare capacity to protect the human race people outside the Great Lakes. People in the sky looked all the way, only to see people dying of hunger all over the fields, and the lives of all beings in ruins, which made people angry from their hearts.
