After Pang Songquan went down the mountain, he fully charged his mobile phone as soon as possible, and then contacted Wen Ziyuan.

"Xuanyang asked you to contact me?"

"Yes. "Pang Songquan will briefly explain the matter.

After listening, Wen Ziyuan was silent for a long time and asked, "What is the name of that person in the mountain?"

"Zong Muhua. ”

"You ......" Hearing this name, Wen Ziyuan gasped, and immediately sneered: "You are really bold, you dare to steal the medicine of the sect pharmacist?"

After a couple of mockery, Wen Ziyuan said, "Go and wait for me at the foot of Shu Mountain." ”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ziyuan didn't know what to say.

Doesn't he know about things in advance?

That's Zong Muhua, a madman who offended almost half of the people in the rivers and lakes for the sake of his daughter.

If someone else is left there, he doesn't bother to care, maybe he has to find a way to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit.

Whoever makes it Chen Yang, he doesn't care.

That night, the two met at the foot of Shu Mountain.

Wen Ziyuan said: "I'll make it clear to you first, after you go up the mountain, you are not allowed to speak, not a word." If you can't do that, I'll leave now, and you can go up the mountain by yourself. ”

Pang Songquan asked, "Why?"

Wen Ziyuan said: "It is difficult to repay the debt of favors, and it is difficult to ask for it. Why didn't Zong Muhua come over and ask for this favor himself?

"Didn't think about it. ”

"Then don't think about it, don't talk anyway. opened his mouth indiscriminately, offended the Shushan Sword Sect, and walked around without eating. ”

This kind of Jianghu sect has a very complicated relationship, and its status in the world is also complicated.

Unlike the Taoist Gate, there is a Taoist temple that can be widely opened to accept incense.

It's not like Xianmen, I do my own thing, and I act according to my mood.

Although I don't have money, I can also be cheeky to say that we don't love money.

But these Jianghu sects, one by one, can't let go of face, and they want money, how can there be such a good thing?

The key is that they are still very arrogant.

I feel that my sect has existed since ancient times, and it has been inherited for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and it is not much different from Taoism and Buddhism.

I don't know who gave this face.

So no one wants to contact them, even the poor people in Xianmen are not willing to have more contact.

There is also a chain of contempt in the circle of monks.

The Jianghu sect is the lowest level of the chain of contempt.

But that's the case, the state should still give the subsidy every year, otherwise people will make trouble, crying, making trouble and hanging themselves like a resentful woman.

Daomen's dojo quota, they also want it.

The number of places in the practice venues of Buddhism, they also want.

Saying a stinky shameless sentence is a lift.

Do you want to say that they are not bad, but in fact, some of them are really not bad.

One day the day it collapses, rush in and sweep around, and the harvest is more than robbing a bank.

One by one, they are like misers, and they don't know who to leave them with.

They stayed at the hotel at the foot of the mountain for one night.

The next morning in the mountains.

Shushan is also called Wawu Mountain, the mountainous area is extremely large, and it is connected with Bashan in the west.

Across this hill is the destitute Bashan faction,

But unlike Shushan, the Bashan faction has no tourists all year round.

Occasionally, when they encounter backpackers in distress, they have to take up manpower and material resources to rescue people.

The Shushan Sword Sect is different, and there are many lands below Shushan that are theirs.

I collect a lot of rent every year.

In the past year, the Shushan Scenic Area has been doing better and better, all kinds of income have come up, and the Shushan Sword School has also made a lot of money.

In the Jianghu sect, in terms of income, the Shushan Sword Sect is absolutely unbeatable.

In the mountains in the morning, fog shrouded in fog.

The two of them walked fast.

More than half an hour later, the two of them came to the Shushan Sword Sect.

The courtyard of the Shushan Sword School is very magnificent.

The ancient buildings are not worse than the Maoshan Taoist Courtyard, and the sections are located on the mountain one by one, looking precipitous, and the fairy atmosphere is surrounding.

It seems to be really like the myth and legend, and people expect a sword fairy in the mountain to fly out with a sword.

However, this is mostly just fantasy.

Even if there is such a character, it is impossible to fly out in broad daylight to show the public.

After all, there are not many people like Chu Qingge who have zero skills in urban life.

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

Stepping through the courtyard, you can hear the sound of huha one after another, which is very neat.

Following the sound, on the huge front square, a group of teenage children, wearing white practice clothes with the logo of the Shushan Sword Sect, were practicing.

A rough count shows that there are at least 200 children in this group.

Pang Songquan's tone was a little sour: "There are many disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect. ”

"What's the use of more?" Wen Ziyuan said indifferently, "It's just to decorate the courtyard." ”

They walked around the edge of the square, and many tourists were holding their mobile phones to film the scene.

They found a young man, Wen Ziyuan stepped forward and smiled: "Hello fellow Daoist, poor Daoist Wen Ziyuan." ”

Taoist?

The young people were surprised that it was really rare for a Taoist priest to come to them.

He clenched his fists and said, "Is there something wrong with the Dao Chief?"

Wen Ziyuan said: "Poor Dao was entrusted to deliver a letter." ”

The young man: "Isn't it good for Taoist priests to do it now?

Wen Ziyuan's face darkened: "I misunderstood, I just sent a letter." ”

"Oh, to whom?"

"Send the head of your faction, Lin Xiao. ”

"Give me the letter. ”

"I'm sorry, this letter has to be delivered to Master Lin by hand. ”

The young man said: "The head of the house is very busy, so I don't have time to see you." ”

Wen Ziyuan said: "It's okay, I can wait." ”

The young man was helpless: "Then you come with me." ”

Led them into a small hall, brewed two cups of tea, and the young man said, "Wait, I'll go and talk to the master." ”

"I'm tired. ”

Wen Ziyuan crossed his legs and said, "Nanya was pitted by him quite miserably this time. ”

Yesterday, when he learned the news that Chen Yang hung up, his first reaction was impossible.

Sure enough, I received a call from Pang Songquan today.

Chen Yang didn't hang up, but it wasn't much better.

He was imprisoned.

Pang Songquan looked at him in wonder: "What's wrong with Nanya Zhenren?"

"You don't know yet? Xuanyang didn't tell you?"

Pang Songquan shook his head.

Wen Ziyuan smiled and told him what happened yesterday.

After listening, Pang Songquan asked, "What effect can this have on him?"

Wen Ziyuan said: "It's still a little affected, at least he won't have a good time during this time." Moreover, now everyone knows that Nanya knows the location of a hermitage cave in Shennongjia. ”

He laughed as he spoke.

I didn't expect Chen Yang to play this set.

To be honest, it's really insidious.

However, compared with what Nanya has done, Chen Yang's means are nothing at all.

Pediatrics doesn't count.

Shushan Sword Sect, in the council hall.

A group of people sitting.

One of the gray-haired old men sitting on the upper left side was the head of the Sword Sect, Lin Xiao.

A middle-aged man below: "Master Lin, this time we are here with sincerity. ”

Lin Xiao smiled, picked up the teacup and said, "Drink tea, drink tea." ”

Several middle-aged people glanced at each other, a little helpless.

A cup of tea has bottomed out.

The middle-aged man picked up a long wooden box beside him and opened it.

Inside the wooden box was a sword.

The middle-aged man said: "Master Lin, this is a generous gift prepared by the family teacher." ”

Lin Xiao glanced at it, and his eyes fluctuated slightly.

The middle-aged man continued: "Master Lin, the foundation of the family teacher is about to be built, the prescription is already available, what is missing is these medicinal materials, please take a hand from Master Lin." In the future, if Master Lin has any needs, our Baishan faction will definitely help. ”

Lin Xiao, who had never spoken much, said at this moment: "There are a lot of medicinal materials for building this foundation. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Master Lin, we are full of sincerity this time. ”

"I've seen sincerity, but ......"

Lin Xiao shook his head, although he didn't say it too clearly, the meaning was already obvious.

Sincerity is enough, but a sword in exchange for a foundation-building medicinal material is still not enough.

As for the favor of the White Mountain faction.

Truth be told, he doesn't care.

Building a foundation is not necessarily successful.

If it is successful, the favor of a foundation building monk is okay.

What if it doesn't work out?

This is not a small risk.

And this medicinal material is of great value.

On top of that, he didn't have much friendship with the White Mountain faction.

It's just a small sect.

Every year, many people come to the Shushan Sword Sect to ask for medicine, and everyone knows that the Shushan Sword Sect has a pharmacy, which can be called a treasure pavilion.

There are all kinds of medicinal herbs in it.

Even the Hengshan faction, Huashan faction and other famous factions will often come to ask for medicine.

"Boss. ”

A disciple stood outside the door and called softly.

He walked in and whispered a few words in his ear.

Lin Xiao nodded slightly, and said to everyone: "Everyone, I'll be with you." ”

"Master Lin is light. ”

After Lin Xiao left, the middle-aged man looked at the sword in his hand: "A sword magic weapon, can't you exchange it for a foundation-building medicinal material?"

The person on the side said: "The Shushan Sword Sect is not short of these things. ”

"But if the master builds the foundation, it is equivalent to owing him a favor, isn't this important?"

"Famous sects, they look down on our small sects like this?"

Several people were a little excited.

But the truth is, people really don't look down on it.

I don't even want to give face.

Lin Xiao came out and asked, "Daoist?"

"Well, he said his name was Wen Ziyuan. ”

"Wen Ziyuan of the Kong Lin Wen family?"

Lin Xiao was a little surprised.

He went to the living room and saw the two of them.

The two stood up and saluted: "I've seen Master Lin." ”

"Sit. ”

"Master Lin, I came this time to deliver a letter to someone. ”

Wen Ziyuan presented the letter.

The envelope is blank and has no handwriting.

He took it apart, took out the letter and unfolded it.

With just a simple glance, his face suddenly changed.

"Medicine Master's letter!" he exhaled softly, looking at the two of them.

Wen Ziyuan kept smiling.

Lin Xiao read the letter and couldn't help but twitch when he saw what the other party wanted.

Hmm, it hurts.

There are so many medicinal herbs, each of which is extraordinary.

The point is, he asked for three copies of each.

Together, when converted into money, it has to be calculated in billions.

It hurts so much, my heart is twitching.

He looked at it over and over again, trying to figure out what the combination of these herbs could do.

However, with his half-baked understanding, he couldn't see the situation at all.

"Wait a minute, both of you. Lin Xiao went out with the letter.

He walked briskly in a certain direction, faster and faster, and the disciples behind him originally wanted to ask, but they couldn't catch up with the footsteps of the head of the sect at all.

Lin Xiao came to the mountain behind the Sword Sect, where there was a small courtyard with a separate courtyard.

"Master. ”

Lin Xiao stood outside the house and shouted, "The pharmacist has sent a letter." ”

"Come in. ”

"Hey. ”

Lin Xiao pushed the door and walked in, and the small yard was planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, which was very beautiful.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but approach a small potted plant that looked like a schisandra berry, and listened to the voice: "Stay away, no one will care about you when you faint for a while." ”

"Uh......"

Lin Xiao was a little embarrassed, withdrew his nose and pinched it, and asked, "Master, is this poison?"

The other party said: "It's a medicine with three points of poison, depending on how you use it." ”

"Oh. ”

It's so esoteric, he doesn't understand it anyway.

As he walked over, a white-haired woman was lying on a chaise longue under a tree, holding a book in her hand.

Lin Xiao handed over the letter: "Master, this is the letter." ”

"Let it go. ”

"But ......," Lin Xiao said, "The pharmacist seems to be in a hurry." ”

The white-haired woman put down the book, took the letter, and pretended to read it very indifferently, but in fact she read it word by word, quite intently.

Lin Xiao pouted secretly.

I don't care what I pretend to be.

I don't know what you have to do with the pharmacist.

"What do you want so many pills for?"

"What is he going to do?"

"Old thing, it's not good to stay in the mountains when you're not old, and you can do this and that all day long!"

"Smack!" she slapped the letter on the table and snorted, "Don't give it!"

Lin Xiao was overjoyed: "Really? Then I'll reply." ”

"Get back!"

"Master......"

"Go and prepare the herbs. ”

"Huh, didn't you say no?"

"When did I say that?"

Feeling the murderous eyes of the master, Lin Xiao closed his mouth, muttering to himself in his heart, duplicity.

This is a valuable medicinal material, just give it, master, you are really generous.

"Give him five portions of each herb. The master said suddenly.

This sentence made Lin Xiao's heart twitch.

It's like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, and it hurts.

"Master......"

"What's the matter?"

"No, nothing. Looking at the master's eyes, he felt that it was more appropriate for him to keep his mouth shut.

Also, remember to write a letter back to him. ”

"How do you write a letter?"

"I'll write it. ”

The master went into the house to get a pen and paper, and the pen in one hand was quite beautiful.

There weren't many words on the letter.

"There are two medicinal herbs left, which you owe me. ”

Signed: Wu Wanzhou.

She folded the letter and placed it on the table: "Take it and put it in it." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Lin Xiao pinched the letter and asked, "Master, is there anything else you want to order?"

Wu Wanzhou asked, "Who sent the letter?"

"The people of the Daomen. ”

"Daomen?"

Wu Wanzhou frowned: "Why did he get involved with Daomen?"

"I don't know. ”

"Which ancestral court is it from?"

"It's the boy of Kong Linwen's family, Wen Ziyuan. ”

"There you go. ”

Lin Xiao left with the letter, and on the way, he wanted to open the letter in his hand several times to take a look.

Eventually, the thought was suppressed.

The master didn't let him watch it, so it's better not to watch it.

In case the master was staring at him secretly and found himself peeking, he didn't dare to think about the end.

I am also the head of a faction now, if I am beaten up by the master in front of many disciples, where will I put this face?

Do you want to see people in the future?

He sorted out the herbs and closed them in a wooden box.

Opened to the waiting room and handed the medicinal materials to Wen Ziyuan: "These are the things that the pharmacist needs." ”

"Thank you. ”

Wen Ziyuan was a little surprised.

So easy to talk to?

He felt that Zong Muhua must not have a good heart when he asked Pang Songquan to ask for something.

The other party will definitely not give it to him easily.

Who knows, it was really given.

There were no troubles or obstacles.

"Also, please give this letter to the pharmacist. ”

"Okay, I'll leave it to the pharmacist. ”

"I'll send you. ”

Lin Xiao had no intention of keeping the other party.

After taking out so many medicinal materials at once, he just wanted the other party to disappear from his eyes immediately.

"Master, the people from the White Mountain Sect are still waiting for you. ”

The disciple came over and said to Lin Xiao, who was standing at the gate of the sect and didn't know what to do.

"Well, I'll get over here. ”

He went, and this time, directly refused.

If it weren't for the fact that Ziyuan and the two of them had gone up the mountain, Lin Xiao might have given it to the other party.

But now, he doesn't want to give.

He lost so many medicinal materials at once, and whoever asks him for medicinal materials again now is his enemy.

The people of the Baishan faction didn't expect that Lin Xiao would refuse so simply.

They are in a low mood, and there is a depression in their eyes that cannot be concealed.

But Lin Xiao refused so neatly, what else could they say.

Lin Xiao kept them, and the other party thanked them for their kindness and left directly.

On the way down the mountain, several people did not speak.

"Otherwise, let's go to the Daomen. ”

One said.

"What are you going to do at the Daomen? Do you think the Daomen can give us medicinal herbs?"

Several people looked at each other speechlessly.

"Let's go down the mountain first, go to the pharmacy to see if you can buy it, and then see what is missing, and then think of other ways. ”

"Huh~"

Suddenly, one of the middle-aged women, with a soft sigh, looked down the mountain.

"Spring Rain, what's wrong?"

"I smelled the scent of knotweed. ”

"How could there be knotweed here. The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You, you are crazy who thinks about medicinal herbs." ”

Chunyu said: "I really smell it, this medicinal fragrance, it can't be wrong, it's indeed Knotweed." ”

Her gaze searched the crowd below, and eventually, landed on two of the men in their robes.

Wen Ziyuan was carrying a wooden box, which was quite heavy.

He asked, "These are all medicinal herbs, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's heavy. Wen Ziyuan opened it casually, and a smell of medicine came to his nose, and he was surprised: "These medicinal materials, I'm afraid they are not cheap." ”

Pang Songquan said: "Because of these medicinal materials, the sect seniors almost killed us, of course it won't be cheap." ”

"You said that if I take one or two, the sect medicine master won't find out, right?"

Pang Songquan immediately snatched it up and hugged it in his arms: "Don't mess around, Xuanyang is still there." ”

"I'll just talk about having fun. ”

He has ideas, but he will not really ignore Chen Yang's safety.

"I'll go back with you in a moment. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"I went to visit the pharmacist. ”

Wen Ziyuan said: "This is a good opportunity to get closer, it's a pity not to grasp it." ”

When he said this, his eyes suddenly had some melancholy.

It seemed that he had thought of something that made him sad.

"Two Taoist leaders. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

The two turned around, Wen Ziyuan glanced up and down, and saw that these men and women dressed in poor sour clothes were cultivators.

Wen Ziyuan wore a polite smirk: "How many people have something?"

A middle-aged man asked, "What is the name of the Dao Chief?"

Wen Ziyuan: "The poor surname is Wen." ”

Several people raised their eyebrows, and this Taoist priest seemed to look down on himself a little.

Don't even want to say the road number?

"It turned out to be the chief of the Dao. The man asked, "Is Chief Wen practicing in the mountains?"

Wen Ziyuan shook his head and asked for the second time, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The man simply asked directly: "Dare to ask what is in this box?"

After he asked, Pang Songquan immediately hugged the wooden box in his hand.

Wen Ziyuan's smile did not decrease, and he suddenly dragged an ancient sentence: "The wind suddenly rises, blowing a pool of spring water." ”

The man frowned: "What did the Taoist chief say?"

At this time, a man passed by and said with a smile: "The wind is blowing, blowing a pool of spring water." What's the matter? The vernacular is your business. ”

Suddenly, the smiles on the faces of several people froze.

Indeed, what is in someone's box and what does it have to do with them?

But Chunyu smelled the fragrance of knotweed, and this box was likely to contain medicinal herbs.

"This Taoist is really interesting. Passers-by glanced at Wen Ziyuan appreciatively.

Wen Ziyuan smiled at him, and passers-by left.

"Is there anything else?" Wen Ziyuan asked.

Without waiting for them to answer, Wen Ziyuan said, "Lao Pang, let's go." ”

They walked down the mountain, and Chunyu said, "Follow and have a look." ”

Sensing that these people were reluctant to follow, Pang Songquan wondered, "Why do they know about these medicinal materials?"

Wen Ziyuan was also curious, but he couldn't understand it.

Pang Songquan said: "Could they be people from the Shushan Sword Sect?"

"No, it won't. ”

Wen Ziyuan shook his head.

It's just some medicinal herbs, and the idle eggs of the Shushan Sword Sect will do such disgusting things.

The dignified Shushan Sword Sect is not bad for money, why is it so thankless?

"Hurry up. ”

Wen Ziyuan quickened his pace, and the people behind him also sped up.

......

"Whew!"

Chen Yang was holding a wooden stick in his hand and was practicing his sword.

Luoluo is also cultivating.

Zong Muhua got up early in the morning and took care of the medicinal herbs in the medicine garden.

He treated the herbs as if he were his own child, and his gentle eyes almost melted the herbs.

The demons went into the mountains.

Zong Muhua is here, and they usually do their own things.

Occasionally, when Zong Muhua leaves, they will guard Luoluo around the clock.

Of course, if Zong Muhua is too busy, they have to come over and accompany Luoluo, so that they will not be so boring.

But the cultivation that must be done every day cannot be left behind.

Otherwise, no matter how spoiled Zong Muhua is, he will be angry.

Zong Muhua came out of Yaopu Garden, glanced at Luoluo, and saw that she was very attentive to her cultivation, showing a smile of relief.

immediately looked at the little fat child squatting beside Luoluo, and his face was full of worry for a moment.

"Whew!"

He followed the sound and saw that it was the kid practicing his sword.

At a glance, he found that Chen Yang's swordsmanship was unexpectedly good.

It's not a step-by-step plan, it's a bit smart and elegant, and it's quite flavorful.

"I'm not very old, but my swordsmanship is pretty good, it's just too simple. ”

"Is it a disciple of Wudang? or a Chang Taoist temple?"

He guessed in his heart.

The disciples of the Daomen, the swordsmanship is not bad.

But there are not many people who really pay attention to these hands and feet.

I guess it's also a study when I'm usually fine by myself.

Otherwise, how could swordsmanship be so rudimentary?

Zong Muhua shook his head, in his opinion, Chen Yang's swordsmanship level seemed to be good, and his actual combat performance was also good, but he lacked the skills he should have.

After Chen Yang finished performing a set of swordsmanship, he stood in place, looking at the wood in his hand, his brows tightened, and he fell into deep thought.

He is now fighting with people, and once he fights with a sword, he is basically slashing and slashing, directly suppressing the opponent with absolute strength.

No skill, pure power.

How can he pass the power through the sword and exert it to the greatest extent, he will use the sword.

But in this way, the skill is completely lost.

Although under absolute power, all skills are floating clouds.

But once you meet an opponent who is better than you or on par with you, you will suffer an extraordinary loss.

Chen Yang continued to practice the sword, Zong Muhua couldn't stand it anymore, and said as if talking to himself: "I just know that I just bury my head in hard practice, what's the use of just working hard? ”

Chen Yang paused his hand and looked at Zong Muhua: "Are the seniors talking to me?"

Zong Muhua said: "You are practicing swords?"

"Yes. ”

"You call that swordsmanship?"

"Uh...... It's a wooden stick in your hand, but you can tell it's a swordsmanship, right?"

"If you can count this as swordsmanship, it's really an insult to swordsmanship. ”

Zong Muhua made no secret of his ridicule.

Chen Yang's face darkened, why did the old thing's mouth stink so much?

Chen Yang ignored him, walked a few steps forward, and continued to practice his sword with his back to him.

Zong Muhua didn't seem to be about to shut up, as soon as he swung his sword, he heard a voice.

"There is no strength, no skill. ”

"Any three-year-old kid can do better than you. ”

"Hehe, I take back what I just said, I'm afraid that even children who have just learned to walk are better than you. ”

"......" Chen Yang withdrew the wooden stick, turned around and said, "Senior, is my sword practice hindering you?"

Zong Muhua said: "I just don't want to see someone insulting the sword in front of me. ”

Chen Yang said: "This is not a sword, this is wood." ”

"Neither does wood. Zong Muhua said: "I can see that you have some talent, but no one teaches you, so you can't enter the door." ”

Chen Yang's heart moved.

This old thing can't really be idle to talk nonsense to himself.

Don't......

He hurriedly asked, "Seniors want to teach me swordsmanship?"

Zong Muhua said: "It's not impossible to teach you, but you have to pay a price." ”

Chen Yang asked, "What price?"

"Come with me. ”

Zong Muhua turned around and left, Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and followed.

They had not been walking for a while when a demon ran over and the guardian fell.

The two of them walked one after the other to the waterhole flowing down the waterfall.

Zong Muhua pointed to the waterhole: "Jump down." ”

Chen Yang: "???"

"Senior ......"

"Go to the bottom of the pool, there's something down there, keep your eyes open and take a closer look. ”

Chen Yang hesitated, feeling as if he wasn't joking with himself.

What can be under this pool?

There shouldn't be a dragon, right?

Zong Muhua didn't urge him either.

Chen Yang hesitated for more than ten seconds, took off his uniform, and jumped down with a plop.

Zong Muhua squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Yang's figure who quickly dived underwater, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

No matter which way you look at it, Chen Yang is very good.

If you use it to help yourself, it will definitely be perfect.

The deepest part of the pool is only four or five meters.

Chen Yang easily dived to the bottom of the water, and the sunlight above directly penetrated the pool water, but at a depth of four or five meters, it was still a little dark.

He dived to the bottom of the water, stabilized his body, and his gaze drifted downward, looking inch by inch.

The next second, his eyes widened, and his breathing almost became disordered, causing him to choke on water.

He has already begun to scold his mother in his heart.

At the bottom of the pond are bones, and the white flowers are all bones.

A white skeleton, lying quietly under the water of the pool, has existed for I don't know how many years.

Chen Yang didn't count, but at a cursory glance, there were at least twenty or thirty corpses.

He quickly swam ashore and breathed heavily.

"See?" Zong Muhua walked over and asked with a smile.

Chen Yang felt that his smile at the moment was really evil.

"See. ”

After stabilizing his breath, Chen Yang asked, "Senior, what does this mean?"

Zong Muhua said: "Do you know how they died?"

Chen Yang shook his head.

"They made the most important decision in their lives in order to become stronger, in order to travel the world. ”

"They gave up their bodies and lived in another way, but in the end they died. ”

Zong Muhua sighed: "It's a pity. ”

"After all, they still don't have enough chances. ”

The more Chen Yang listened, the more confused he became: "Senior, what are you talking about?"

Zong Muhua lifted the hem of his clothes, sat on the shore, and talked to him as if telling a story.

There are all these corpses at the bottom of the pool.

There are Taoist priests, monks, disciples of the Xianmen, monks of the Jianghu sect, and scattered cultivators.

They came from all over the world, and they all met Zong Muhua here.

The period spans nearly 100 years.

Chen Yang noticed this detail.

In other words, Zong Muhua is close to 100 years old?

At that time, Zong Muhua was still very talkative, discussing swordsmanship with them, discussing Taoism, and everything.

They want to build a foundation, they want to form a pill, and they want to feather and ascend to immortals!

So Zong Muhua came up with an idea.

Abandon the physical body and rebuild a new body with natural materials and earth treasures, so as to break through the shackles.

Just like in myths and legends, Nezha returned his father by removing his bones, cutting his flesh and returning his mother, and then used lotus root as a new body to practice again.

When Chen Yang heard this, he felt that Zong Muhua was simply a madman.

What made him speechless was that those people actually agreed with his point of view.

And then......

It's really suicide.

Then Zong Muhua will find a suitable soul carrier for them, return to Yang in this way, and then continue to practice.

"Senpai, are you kidding?"

Chen Yang was reluctant to believe it.

Zong Muhua looked at him with a deep gaze: "You think I'm joking?"

Chen Yang was stared at by him uncomfortably, and the corpses under the waterhole seemed to prove that he was not joking.

"That'...... What about them?"

"Dead. ”

"How did you die?"

"Killed by lightning. ”

"Huh?" Chen Yang said: "So many people, have they all been killed by thunder?"

"Hmm. Zong Muhua's mood was suddenly a little depressed, and he said: "I use medicinal materials as a carrier to carry their souls, but they can't control the new carrier very well. When the lightning strikes, they can't resist it. ”

Chen Yang still didn't understand: "Why did Lei split them?"

Zong Muhua said: "Because this is not tolerated by God, it will definitely suffer backlash." ”

Zong Muhua sighed.

Two words popped up in Chen Yang's heart: Heavenly Tribulation.

If you act against the sky, you will be hindered by the catastrophe.

If you survive this calamity, you will be able to break the shackles.

However, it turns out that this kind of thing really isn't something that everyone can do.

Things that go against the sky must be done by people who can go against the sky.

More than 20 bodies beneath the waterhole are the best evidence.

Chen Yang felt that they were not unjustly killed at all.

Although Zong Muhua deliberately guided the front, if he didn't have greed in his heart, how could he agree so easily?

Suddenly, Chen Yang was shocked.

Zong Muhua seems to be guiding himself at this moment.

First use the teaching to practice the sword and hook out the greed in your heart.

Bring up this matter again and guide it with the trend.

This old guy really didn't have a good heart.

Chen Yang looked at the waterhole, and the waterfall of dozens of meters went straight down and smashed on the smooth stones raised by the waterhole, without saying a word.

In my heart, I think quickly about countermeasures.

This old thing is not a good person.

There is no so-called love for talents, everything is nothing more than for their own interests.

Although Chen Yang didn't understand why he did these things.

"Do you know why I'm doing this?"

As if he had guessed the doubts in Chen Yang's heart, Zong Muhua suddenly asked.

Chen Yang subconsciously shook his head, reacted and immediately did not move, squeezed out a smile and said, "I don't know." ”

Zong Muhua looked at the waterhole and said, "Below, there is a corpse, it is my daughter. ”

Chen Yang was struck by lightning and looked at him in disbelief.

"Don't believe it, do you?"

Zong Muhua smiled at him, and there was the pain of forced laughter in his smile.

He turned to look in the direction of Yaopu Garden: "Luoluo is already dead, I want to save her and let her continue to live, this is the only way I can think of." ”

"Senior ......"

Zong Muhua said: "In my life, I only live two words. ”

"If she dies, what is my point in this world?"

"Using medicinal materials as the carrier to relive a lifetime, this is against the trend, heaven and earth do not tolerate, and it will be robbed. ”

"They want to break through their own shackles, they want to take shortcuts, and I gave them that shortcut. ”

"Over the years, I've done countless experiments to prove that the path I chose was not wrong. This road is indeed the best way. ”

Chen Yang asked, "Are the seniors using them for experiments?"

"That's right. ”

Zong Muhua said: "They did not die in vain, without their death, there would be no fallen life." ”

Chen Yang asked: "In that case, why do my predecessors want me to do the same?"

Zong Muhua looked at him fixedly and said, "Because, there are not enough people who have died. ”

Chen Yang shuddered for no reason.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you. ”

Zong Muhua walked towards Yaopu Garden with his hands in his hands.

Chen Yang put on his Taoist uniform and followed behind.

When they came to the Yaopu Garden, Chen Yang looked at the little fat boy, looked at the few elixirs in the Yaopu Garden, and couldn't help asking, "...... this wild ginseng?"

"A dead baby on the full moon. ”

Zong Muhua has nothing to hide from him, and he asks and answers.

"Without me, he would have turned into a resentful spirit, wandering the heavens and the earth, and would not be reincarnated. ”

"I gave him a chance to be reborn, and the price came with a human catastrophe. ”

Chen Yang only felt that everything had an answer.

No wonder, a wild ginseng actually gave him a medicinal bath.

It turns out that it's all for this.

The more potion the little chubby child absorbs, the greater the chance of success in the fight against the human calamity.

"What about Luoluo?"

"Luoluo ......" Zong Muhua said: "Before I am absolutely sure, I will not let her cross the catastrophe." ”

After this sentence, he will not say it.

He didn't ask about the consequences of the failed robbery.

No need to ask at all.

If you fail, I'm afraid that your soul will be scattered, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

Pity this little fat child, although he has been reborn in the way of ginseng, he needs to face the inevitable human catastrophe.

And under the deliberate guidance of Zong Muhua, at the time that Zong Muhua thought was appropriate, he crossed the catastrophe.

As Zong Muhua said.

The so-called human catastrophe is a level of rebirth and real human beings in this way.

Step on the past and reincarnate as a human being.

I can't get by, and my soul is gone.

Chen Yang was suddenly a little annoyed in his heart: "Senior, do you really think this method is appropriate?"

"Nothing out of place. ”

Zong Muhua said indifferently: "People are inherently dead, they are obsessed with their hearts, and they are not forced by me to embark on this road." ”

"If you figure it out, you can always come to me. All your worldly concerns, I can help you take care of them. ”

Chen Yang sneered: "Thank you seniors for your kindness." ”

Zong Muhua smiled at him: "I hope that we have the opportunity to cooperate." I am also sure that you will come to me. ”

"Your swordsmanship is very rudimentary......

"Thank you for your kindness, in terms of swordsmanship, I'll study it myself. ”

Chen Yang interrupted him, not wanting to take any advantage from him.

Zong Muhua didn't mind either, and continued: "Swordsmanship is not achieved overnight, but hard work and persistence will not deceive people. Even the simplest moves, practiced a thousand times, ten thousand times, will surprise you. This is the stupidest approach, not a guide, and you can give it a try. ”

......

Maoshan Mountain, Qianyuan View.

Ming Yi, Yunxiao, and Jinyuan.

The three of them looked at the South Cliff who was sitting still, their faces expressionless.

Yunxiao said: "Nanya, why do you want to do this?"

"What good will it do you to kill Chen Yang?"

"You treat the mountains as a place outside the law, do you do this to treat the rules of the Dao Sect as nothing?"

Nanya smiled faintly and asked rhetorically, "Do you think I can kill him?"

"He's not dead, he's alive more than anyone else. ”

Three people had an accident.

Not dead?

Looking at Nanya's expression, it doesn't look like a lie.

Moreover, at such times, there is no point in deceiving them.

Whether it was deceived or not, it happened in the mountains, and the most they could do was to yell at him angrily, and they could not have any specific punishment for him.

"During this time, I will be in retreat and will not be involved in these things. The Nanshan Taoist Temple will be delayed after the opening of the year. ”

"If nothing else, I'll go back first. ”

After Nanya finished speaking, he got up and left.

The three of them didn't stop him, and when he left, the three of them looked at each other.

"Is what he said true?"

"It's not like it's fake. ”

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded outside.

"Nanya, how can there be such a shameless person as you in my Daomen!"

"Xuanyang led you to the Hidden Cave Mansion, but you killed them all!"

Outside the house, Ming Bei roared angrily.

When the three of them heard this, they hurried out.

It was to see that Ming Bei had a long sword in his hand, and he was far away at the cliff face door.

"Mingbei, put the sword down. Ming Yi drank lightly, walked over, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Mingbei's face changed, and it was a little exciting.

After a few seconds, he asked, "Really?"

"Hmm. ”

Ming Bei put away his sword, still a little unconvinced.

Xuanyang is not dead?

Instead, put a south cliff?

All of this was deliberately made by Xuanyang?

When did this kid become so insidious?

He couldn't help but look at the South Cliff, this thing, how could it be so easy to be pitted?

Brainless?

As if sensing the meaning contained in Ming Bei's gaze, Nanya's face twitched slightly, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

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