In fact, there is no reason why Wen Qiaozi did not agree.

"Taiyi Xuanzhen Lu" is the supreme cultivation classic of the sect, the foundation of the Taiyi sect.

The Taiyi Sect has been established for thousands of years, and has been collected and sorted out by countless predecessors and pioneers, and there is no shortage of high-end cultivation classics. However, most of these classics are collected, not from the Taiyi Sect, after the "Taiyi Xuanzhen Lu" was lost, the predecessors of the sect modified the classics of his sect for the use of the sect. However, no matter how well it is modified, there will always be a stagnation with the basic cultivation of the sect, and when the cultivation reaches the high-end subtleties, there will be a sense of unsmoothness.

"Taiyi Xuanzhen Lu" can make the sect's cultivation system unified, and its importance cannot be overstated, no wonder Wen Qiaozi lost his temper.

It's just that Lei Shaoxuan has to compare, and he has the heart of a villain, which makes Wen Qiaozi extremely unhappy.

As an elder of a dignified sect, when, where, and who were not respectful to him? Now he is like buying vegetables in the market, negotiating deals with a mortal.

Wen Qiaozi swept his mind slightly, read carefully, and many problems that had plagued him for many years suddenly became clear, and he couldn't help but feel good.

Looking up and glimpsing Lei Shaoxuan, who was respectful and respectful on the surface, but was actually full of heart, Wen Qiaozi inexplicably rose again.

"What else do you want to trade?" Wen Qiaozi sneered, "You haven't started at that time! ”

"There is also a splendid sachet and a gemstone necklace, I guess it is the love of the predecessors, I made the decision and buried it with me!" Lei Shaoxuan hurriedly said respectfully.

Everything has been handed over, Lei Shaoxuan is really afraid that Wen Qiaozi will turn his face.

Wen Qiaozi's face was slightly softened, and he was a little impressed by Lei Shaoxuan, and he had a good impression.

Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, doing something and not doing something, taking what you take, giving what you give. If you can't do this, you are destined to not go far.

Monks are like carp crossing the river, and those who can go to the end are all convinced.

Interests are external things, and mind cultivation is fundamental. From this point of view, Lei Shaoxuan is worried that it is superfluous for Wen Qiaozi to turn his face.

The monk is most afraid of cause and effect, as long as Wen Qiaozi has read this book, he will be contaminated with cause and effect, and he will never dare to turn his face and regret it.

Turning his face and even killing Lei Shaoxuan is naturally as easy as pinching an ant to death for Wen Qiaozi, but in the dark, there is a slim way of heaven.

The book is a great merit, no matter who gets this book from Lei Shaoxuan's hands, he needs to pay the price that Lei Shaoxuan wants, which is the price of cause and effect. Fair trade, not forcible trade.

Wen Qiaozi and the sect had to pay the price for Lei Shaoxuan.

If it can achieve positive results by forcible seizure and directly kill tens of millions of people to take their own life, wouldn't it be possible to soar in one fell swoop? However, which monk who killed innocents indiscriminately did not die in the end?

This is the protection of the weak by the way of heaven. Invisible and intangible, when the time comes, nature will retribution.

"It's over, let's go. Wen Qiaozi took Lei Shaoxuan's hand and said.

Suddenly, clouds rose under his feet, carrying Lei Shaoxuan into the air and heading into the distance.

Fly over the reckless snow-capped mountains, only to see the snow-capped mountains, the green pines, the flying springs and waterfalls, the torrents splash, the innocence and whiteness, the splendid picturesque, such as dreams, like a fairyland.

Lei Shaoxuan stood in the air, feeling like a dream, all this was the last memory of the mortal world.

The white clouds carried Wen Qiaozi River Lei Shaoxuan higher and higher, flying towards the distant sky.

The white clouds in the air, suddenly shuttling among them, misty, suddenly clear the sky, blue like the sea, occasionally see the fairy song eagle, the sound through the sky.

I don't know how long I flew, I suddenly saw the vast sea of clouds, the mountain peaks stand in the clouds, the stone wall is steep, such as a sword and a knife, between the mountain peaks, the green forest is green, the pine maple is interspersed, the bright clouds are like clouds, and the carved fence and jade are faintly in the meantime.

Wen Qiaozi and Lei Shaoxuan flew straight to the largest mountain peak in the middle.

After a short time, Wen Qiaozi leaned down and dived down, and he landed on a flat ground.

The speed was too fast, Lei Shaoxuan couldn't retract himself, and suddenly rushed forward and stopped, trembling in fright, and his face was pale.

Wen Qiaozi looked at Lei Shaoxuan with a smile on the side.

It must be Wen Qiaozi who deliberately made it bad, Lei Shaoxuan thought, but he was helpless.

People under the eaves have no choice but to bow their heads. When I came here, as a disciple, I could no longer afford to hold a shelf.

Taking a breath, Lei Shaoxuan didn't have time to look around.

The flat ground is a high platform, with a fence built of white marble, and a large hall in the middle.

The main hall is glazed with golden top, towering and majestic, the plaque is hung high, and the big character "Taiyi Palace" in the book seal body is simple and vast.

Under the eaves of the main hall, stand eight huge bronze pillars, and the green dragon coiled on the copper pillars, lifelike. The dragon's body was overflowing, like a coil about to fly, breaking through the air.

The main hall door is opened, and the bronze doorpost is carved with a couplet, which reads:

Taisheng is natural, and the two instruments are empty.

When Lei Shaoxuan first arrived in Xindi, he was a little nervous, more expectant, and suddenly saw this couplet, and suddenly felt attracted.

Lei Shaoxuan stood on the platform, standing under the plaque of the Taiyi Palace, muttering to himself, and reading the couplet.

Reading the couplet for the first time, I feel that it is very simple; when I read it again, I feel that it is full of charm, and I seem to understand it; if I continue to read it again, it seems to have another meaning, and when I savor and ponder it, it seems to mean something else, and I can't help but be stunned for a while.

Muttering to himself, his mind suddenly felt ethereal, and everything was still.

Everything you see and hear becomes nothing, and your body does not move, as if there is nothing, and you become one with heaven and earth.

Lei Shaoxuan's mind echoed with an inexplicable and wonderful voice, as if someone was chanting a scripture, and it was like a faint sound of wonderful sound, as if the void was pouring rain, washing the body and mind.

Suddenly, the whole body was empty, loose, and empty, as if in a dream.

Lei Shaoxuan woke up suddenly, and the surrounding scenery became real again.

"Hey, someone actually has a soul!"

In an unknown place in the depths of the main hall, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes and said to himself: "This person is still a mortal. I was wrong, I was wrong! Hongchenzi founded the main hall and left the Taoist rhyme on the bronze pillar, and the later generations of disciples cultivated in the hall, and the number of paths was wrong, so that the Taoist rhyme was mixed and difficult to perceive. Today, it is actually realized by a mortal, but it also clarifies a truth, cultivation is not cultivation of strength, but cultivation of the mind. It's a pity that the monks all know this principle, but they still practice behind closed doors, and there are few mortal cultivators. I have been sitting for thousands of years without an inch, this person touched the rhyme, but also made me realize. In the dark, I owe this man a great favor!"

The middle-aged man pinched his fingers and was suddenly shocked, this person still has great merit in the sect.

The dream is only for a moment, but it seems like a thousand years, Lei Shaoxuan woke up and took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

In the main hall, a group of people greeted him.

is the first middle-aged Taoist, tall, with a long sword on his back, and an extraordinary temperament, going out to make a move.

"Qianchenzi welcomes Uncle Wen Qiaozi!"

"Excuse me!" Wen Qiaozi waved his hand and said with a smile. took Lei Shaoxuan's hand and walked towards the main hall.

In the middle of the main hall stands a huge statue of a long-haired red-faced Taoist, with a long sword on his back, his right hand holding the dust, and his left hand standing on his palm, looking at thousands of miles, looking at the world and the world.

"This is the founding patriarch of this sect, Hongchenzi. Wen Qiaozi pointed to the statue and said to Lei Shaoxuan.

When the people had finished worshipping, they stood on two sides.

Wen Qiaozi and Qianchenzi stood in the middle, and Lei Shaoxuan was pulled by Wen Qiaozi's side.

"How can this boy stand in the middle of the temple?" said an old man.

The old man has gray cloth tied with sideburns, gray robe and cloth shoes, his stature is not tall, his goatee is gray, and his eyes are bright.

"This is your second uncle, Ancestor Wen Qingzi. Wen Qingzi is an acute child, and his heart is straightforward and fast," Wen Qiaozi pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "This is the case for a thousand years. ”

Wen Qingzi smiled, but he didn't care.

Wen Qiaozi introduced the elders of the sect one by one, in addition to Wen Qiaozi, Wen Qingzi, Wen Leizi, and Wen Daozi.

Next, I will introduce the thousand-word generation.

Lei Shaoxuan knew that if nothing else, one of his generations would become his master, so he couldn't help but pay attention.

There are five people in the Qianzi generation, namely Qianchenzi, Qianhezi, Qianshanzi, Yunling Fairy, and Lishui Fairy.

Qianchenzi is the head of the house, and he is not smiling; Qianhezi is amiable, his face is ruddy, and he feels kind at first glance; Qianshanzi is generous, his face is full of wind and frost, and his eyes are sharp, which is obviously not easy to get along with.

There were actually two fairy girls, Lei Shaoxuan couldn't help but peek at the Yunling Fairy.

Suddenly, the Yunling Fairy seemed to have a sense, raised her eyes and smiled at Lei Shaoxuan.

Lei Shaoxuan only felt that the spring breeze was blowing on his face and his eyes were hazy, his graceful jade body seemed to be hidden like dew, his jade shoulders were fragrant, his arms and wrists were greasy, his waist was suffocating, his eyes were like crisp, charming and moving, and he wanted to refuse.

Lei Shaoxuan couldn't help but look straight in his eyes, his eyes widened, his soul flew out of the sky, and his saliva flowed.

"Cough, cough" Wen Qiaozi coughed lightly.

Lei Shaoxuan suddenly came to his senses. I was bewitched by the charm of the spirit fairy, and I unconsciously lost my temper, and I couldn't help blushing.

Yun Lingzi was dissatisfied: "Uncle Shi, you are really. It's so easy for a mortal to arrive, and don't let people have a good time!"

On the other side, Wen Daozi raised his eyes, Yun Ling pursed his lips, and didn't dare to say anything more. Lei Shaoxuan somewhat understands that Wen Daozi Xu is the master of Yunling Fairy.

Lei Shaoxuan peeked at the water fairy, but found that the water fairy had clear eyebrows, black hair and moisturized skin, clear eyes, and plain like the wind, and couldn't help but feel good.

"After receiving the summons from the uncle, I respectfully invite a few uncles to gather, I don't know what a big deal it is?"

"For so many years, we haven't gathered, what is the big thing?" Qian Leizi said dissatisfiedly: "I am practicing a magical power in Thunder Mountain, and I have just realized some doorways!"

Wen Qiaozi didn't answer when he heard this, and with a wave of his hand, a long sword floated in the air and slowly slashed in front of everyone.

"This, this...... Taixuan Sword!" Qian Chenzi became excited.