Yu Zhen in the room thought for a long time, slowly stroking the tea cup on the table with her jade hands. Finally, as if she was about to make up her mind, she raised her eyes and asked Zhao Chun: "If I go to the North with my seniors, may your sect allow me to stay?" Miao Zhenguan’s name?”
"What's so difficult about this?" Zhao Chun waved his hand and said cheerfully, "Master Yu joined our sect just to be called an outsider in my cave, not to actually join the sect as a disciple. The latter involves the sect's inheritance. Indeed, It is for those monks who have no sect and are of pure origin. The outsiders are very simple. As long as they are not involved in the evil way, the sect will not impose any restrictions.
"Even if Yu Guan's master makes great progress in the future and wants to establish a sect outside in the name of Miao Zhenguan, the sect will not stop him."
It's just that there are two sides to the matter. Although these outside disciples behave freely, they are like the Qichuan sect in the past. They can only walk in the name of Xihe Mountain outside. They cannot be said to be people of Zhaoyan. Nor will it be open to others.
And if you want to go a step further, there are also internal customers to choose from. Most of these monks are casual cultivators, or they have simply given up their former identities and settled in the cave to practice under their master. In the future, they will make meritorious deeds with Zhaoyan's disciples, and they can also share the merits. Even Dekun Hall has some secrets of the techniques. The skills can be redeemed by others, and he can be regarded as half a Zhaoyan person.
However, the inner disciples should not be too involved with other forces. There are advantages and disadvantages, and it depends on the monk's personal decision.
After explaining all this to Yu Zhen, she smiled freely, nodded immediately and said, "Being blessed by the Immortal Sect is a blessing that no one else can ask for. How dare you be greedy and covet the Immortal Sect's wonderful method? Please allow me, senior, to take up the position of the outsider, and Yu Zhen will die as a result of her death."
Zhao Chun smiled happily and helped Yu Zhen, who was sitting up, and said to her: "I came here to search for the five qi. Now that the five qi are complete and I have entered the realm of union, it's time to return. When it’s time for the sect, Master Yu might as well take a look to see if there’s anything missing, and then set off early after packing up.”
Yu Zhen nodded slightly, with a clear and beautiful face filled with joy as her worries were gone. She thought for a moment and then said in a brisk tone: "Other things don't matter, it's just that the array disk left by the founder needs to be taken care of." Take it away, as well as the treasures and techniques that have been stored for many years in the Sutra Library and the Treasure Hall in the back mountain. It is not good to just throw them away, so I asked the seniors to wait for a moment and let me take out the array plate first, and then call the disciples. Let’s take inventory of the things in the back mountain.”
Zhao Chun looked around and saw that there were only a dozen disciples in the hall at the moment. Except for the lead female cultivator Ning Yuan with almond-shaped eyes and red lips and a stern expression, the rest were scattered, all young disciples such as Qi training and foundation building. , it would be a lot of time and effort for him to go and count them. So she stood up along with Yu Zhen, nodded and said: "No need to go to such trouble, Temple Master Yu will go get the formation plate himself, and I will do the things on the back mountain for you."
Yu Zhen was slightly stunned when she heard this, but she didn't think that a disciple like Zhao Chun would covet this treasure in the mountain. After coming back to her senses, she agreed generously: "Then I'll trouble you, senior, Niyun, you can take the real person to the back mountain first. , Master will arrive shortly."
The Niyun in her mouth was the only Ning Yuan female cultivator. Zhao Chun had never seen her in Miaozhenguan before, but hearing that Yu Zhen called herself a master, this Niyun should be his direct disciple and the original successor. Miaozhen Guanzhu.
"Master, please follow me." Upon hearing the order, Jiang Niyun immediately bowed and pointed in the direction.
Zhao Shun raised his heels, and not long after the two of them walked, they saw several magnificently restored attics appearing in the back mountain. Jiang Niyun kept walking and was about to go straight to the attic, but was stopped by Zhao Chun. A gust of breeze suddenly floated under her body. The two of them took off in the wind, one after the other, and reached mid-air.
"Stand still."
Jiang Niyun immediately collected his thoughts and came back. He raised his true energy and stood still in the air. He didn't know what Zhao Chun was going to do, so he widened his almond-shaped eyes and stared down.
But after hearing a loud rumbling sound, the whole mountain suddenly shook wildly. The places where the Sutra Library, Zhibao Pavilion and other buildings were located were all pinched by the big hands of the monks in front of them. There was dust and smoke everywhere, and rocks and soil were flying everywhere. After everything subsided, , the back mountain seemed to have been leveled, leaving only the messy land, and the previous pavilions and corridors suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, the sky was casting dark shadows again. She looked up and saw that these buildings had been lifted up into the sky. Zhao Chun pinched them with his hands, and then they became smaller and smaller until they shrunk to the point where they could be held in the palm of their hands. , only to hear the sound of admiration coming one after another.
Jiang Niyun turned around and took a look, and found that the remaining disciples who had stayed in the hall had rushed out of the door. Facing the scene in mid-air, they couldn't help but whisper to each other with envy on their faces.
"Get it for your temple master first." Zhao Chun suddenly stopped her. She quickly turned around and saw that the buildings were wrapped in a ball of golden light, and then slowly fell into her hands, which made her feel a little agitated. At a loss what to do, I could only hold on to the golden light, for fear of destroying half of it.
"Senior is really good at it!"
Yu Zhen came back after taking the array plate, and happened to see this scene. After admiring it, she took the golden light-bearing object from Jiang Niyun's hand, nodded slightly to her, and said: "Nothing to do here, go and talk to your junior brothers and sisters first." Let’s meet up.”
Jiang Niyun breathed a sigh of relief. After bowing, he turned around and walked towards the mountain. The thoughts that had been in his heart became more firm.
"It's just a matter of picking up objects. When Yu Guan's major cultivation reaches the level, I can do it at will." Zhao Xun was noncommittal. As she said, this skill of picking up objects is related to the realm of monks. In the true infant stage The monks can pull up the spiritual veins from the ground and hold them in their hands, so it is not difficult for Guihe Zhenren to lift several buildings.
Now she has just entered this realm for the first time. When her cultivation becomes more advanced in the future, it might not be a bad idea to directly pull up Chunwu Mountain.
When Yu Zhen arrived in the North, she would not be surprised by what Zhao Xun did today after seeing the great monks' abilities that were all-powerful.
When everything was ready, it was time to set off. Zhao Xun flicked his sleeves and put the man of Miao Zhenguan into his sleeves. He shrank back to an inch and traveled thousands of miles. When the night faded and the morning light faded, Chunwu Mountain was already empty!
The news of Meng Ping's death was passed back to Songyan Temple by the disciples who fled in panic that day. Regardless of what the people in the temple planned, the disciples who had abandoned Miao Zhen because they were afraid of Meng Ping's killing now gradually had the idea of turning back. After all, the temple owner Yu Zhen has always been kind and did not blame him for waiting to go down the mountain to seek refuge. If they sincerely apologized, the temple owner would not be able to stand by and watch.
It's a pity that after trudging through mountains and rivers to return to Chunwu Mountain, I saw that the palace was empty, not a single person was around, and the back mountain was in a mess and scorched earth. When they heard from the people around them that Miaozhen's audience had been rescued by a real person and had already followed that person to another place, these people suddenly felt lost and regretted that they had gotten up in the first place...
