Before approaching, Zheng Qun saw clearly that this tall wood and stone mixed pavilion was antique, and the age seemed to be very old. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The plaque above the main entrance of the INFO Pavilion is engraved with three gilded characters of "Supervisor's Hall", which looks magnificent.

The old man in the green robe withdrew his strength and slowly led Zheng Qun to the platform outside the "Supervisor's Hall". I saw that the platform floor was about 1,000 feet square, paved with large cyan stone slabs.

At this time, a white-bearded old man wearing a purple auspicious cloud pattern robe walked out of the pavilion, and walked slowly towards the old man in the green robe and Zheng Qun.

Walking closer, the purple-robed old man spoke: "Senior nephew Yuan Zhen, who is this young man?" ”

The old man in the green robe said respectfully: "Uncle Tianqing, this person's name is Zheng Qun, and he was introduced by the master. ”

Zheng Qun now knows the Tao names of these two people, but in terms of age, the two seem to be a few years apart, but the relationship between them is really incomprehensible.

Zheng Qun thought hard, Yuan Zhen Lao Dao mentioned that he was introduced by his master uncle, then this master uncle should be Tianxu Lao Dao, judging from his age, he is much younger than the two people in front of him! His mind was a little confused, could it be that there was something wrong with his ears?

Tianqing Daoist nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Young man, let the old man take a look!" ”

As the voice of the Tianqing Daoist disappeared, Zheng Qun immediately felt that his body was sucked into the air by a huge force, and before he could finish his breath, he had already floated in front of the Tianqing Daoist, suspended in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the Tianqing Daoist slapped Zheng Qun with one hand, and Zheng Qun immediately felt a force burrow into his body, but there was no other discomfort. After a while, the Tianqing Daoist withdrew his hand and shook his head helplessly at the Yuan Zhen Daoist.

Yuan Zhen Daoren looked puzzled and said, "Uncle Shi, he is ......"

Tianqing Daoist did not speak, and waved his hand downward, only to see Zheng Qun fall to the ground smoothly. At this time, Zheng Qun had a gloomy expression, because he could see from the expression of the Tianqing Daoist that his old bottom had been exposed by him.

Zheng Qun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Elder, am I not suitable for cultivation?" ”

"It's true that it's not suitable for cultivation, but your half-spirit body is a little weird, and there are not many signs of spiritual roots to be found now, it seems to be changing."

Yuan Zhen Daoist immediately looked surprised and asked, "Uncle Shi, this kid is a 'half-spirit root'?" How can it still change? ”

Tianqing Daoren's face was slightly solemn, and he frowned and said, "There is a strange bead in his body, if the old man guesses correctly, it should be this bead that is eroding his half-spirit body." ”

When Zheng Qun heard this, his face immediately turned pale. Since then, the bead has penetrated into his body, and some of the problems that have brought him to himself have surfaced in front of him one by one. From gradually not feeling cold and heat, until recently the body functions are a little out of control, it is undoubtedly the masterpiece of this pearl.

Zheng Qun hurriedly asked, "Elder, what will happen to me?" Can you help me get it out? ”

The Tianqing Daoist lightly twisted his beard and said, "Although the old man has read countless beads, he has never seen this bead. You don't know what your body will become, and you don't have the ability to take it out. ”

Zheng Qun was in a very lost mood at the moment, and said to himself: "Then what should I do in the future?" ”

The Tianqing Daoist changed his words and said with a smile: "Young man, my senior brother, he will not recruit a person with a half-spiritual root like you into my mountain gate. Did he let you come because of this bead in your body? ”

Zheng Qun hesitated slightly, and nodded helplessly. At this time, he was like being poured a basin of cold water fiercely, and he was already cold from his head to the soles of his feet. He knew that in the eyes of these so-called masters, there was really no secret to speak of, only the truth.

In this way, Zheng Qun told the story of how he met Tianxu Lao Dao and told it as it was.

After hearing this, Yuan Zhen Daoist shook his head and asked, "Young man, what are your plans for the future?" ”

Zheng Qun looked bitter and said in a low voice: "If you want to start cultivating, you won't accept it." Wait for the Tianxu seniors to come back and take out the beads in the juniors' bodies, and the juniors will leave. ”

The Tianqing Daoist sighed, and then instructed the Yuanzhen Daoist to take Zheng Qun away, arrange a place for him to live, and wait for the return of the Tianxu Dao.

The scenery of Nanyue Mountain is beautiful, which makes people forget to return. But Zheng Qun saw these beautiful scenery without a trace of appreciation, to be precise, he was not interested at all. Needless to say, for a person whose mood has hit rock bottom, there is really no difference between beauty and ugliness.

Yuan Zhen Daoist was silent and took Zheng Qun straight to the resting place. Zheng Qun has long lost the excitement he had when he first arrived. Overlooking the mountains, I saw a high mountain that had been flattened and built into a cultivation site.

The cultivation ground was crowded, and the low-level disciples who were new to the Tianji Sect were cultivating here. Zheng Qun knew that there would be no self-cultivation figure here in the future. Occasionally, people flying in the air passed by, and Zheng Qun stopped watching after a few glances. He envied the people who could fly, but at this time he was not interested in the slightest.

Whenever people encounter setbacks, they always think of their parents, because their fathers and mothers are their own dependence. How much hardship he has endured along the way, Zheng Qun's heart knows better than anyone else. He knew this very well, and tried to refrain from thinking about it, but the more he restrained it, the deeper he thought.

As they continued to fall from the sky, Yuan Zhen Daoist led Zheng Qun to a low, mountain-clinging house, and slowly descended to the ground paved with cyan stone slabs.

Although Zheng Qun is small, he can already see that this is a place to receive ordinary guests and provide guests with rest, but it is by no means a place for VIPs to live. Zheng Qun has traveled to many cities before, and he can still distinguish the three, six, nine and so on of the inn.

At this time, an old man in gray clothes and white beard saw someone here, and immediately greeted him from the house with a smile. Yuan Zhen Daoren and the old man exchanged pleasantries for a while, and after explaining the matter about Zheng Qun clearly, they turned around and left. Later, the old man in gray led Zheng Qun towards the house.

At this time, Zheng Qun realized that the house that originally looked very low from the air was not short at all, and it was much taller than his own house. When I walked into the house, I saw that the interior of the house was fully furnished, but most of them were made of stone, and only the bed was made of mahogany.

Zheng Qun was very curious, and looked left and right in the house. At this moment, the old man came to him with a pamphlet in his hand. After Zheng Qun's inquiry, he learned that the old man was going to let him record his name and time of coming here.

The old man was very polite to Zheng Qun, there is no doubt that this should be another blessing from the old way. Seeing Zheng Qun finish writing very freely, the old man greeted him with his hand and walked out of the room with him.

Zheng Qun knew that the old man was going to take him to live somewhere. After going out of the room and turning to the right, after walking through a few rooms, Zheng Qun followed the old man to his room. The furnishings in the house were well equipped and very clean.

Zheng Qun sat on the bed and looked around the room, feeling better than those upscale inns. Later, the old man told Zheng Qun some problems that should be paid attention to in life and when going out, and then wanted to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Zheng Qun.

The old man turned his head and smiled, "Zheng boy, aren't you hungry?" ”

When Zheng Qun heard the word "hungry", he immediately felt as if he was really screaming in his stomach, and raised his head and said, "Uncle, I'm hungry." ”

"Hungry, then I won't be able to get you food."

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled and walked outside. Seeing the old man disappear in front of him, Zheng Qun took off his shoes and threw them indiscriminately, climbed onto the bed and began to rest.

Two hours later, Zheng Qun was already snoring, completely unaware that the old man had brought the hot meal to him. The old man couldn't bear to wake up Zheng Qun, but he was worried that the food would become cold, so he still woke him up quietly.

Zheng Qun woke up and looked at the delicious meal, and his appetite was swept away. Next, Zheng Qun chatted with the old man about some things about Tianjimen. Zheng Qun first asked what he was most concerned about, that is, about the old way of Tianxu.

Zheng Qun learned from the old man that this Tianxu Lao Dao sat firmly in the position of the elder of foreign affairs, in charge of all things in Tianjimen and the outside world, and his power in Tianjimen was second to that of Tianzhizi, the head of Tianjimen.

The head of the house, Tenchiko, rarely shows up, unless there is something important for him to decide, he will show up. He has been busy with the breakthrough of his own cultivation all these years, wanting to follow in the footsteps of his master's Changkong Zhenren, break through the mysteries of the Immortal Dao, and become an immortal.

Zheng Qun further learned that Tianjimen is currently not a famous family in the immortal cultivation world, but it is still not to be underestimated in terms of strength. In these years, there were not 10,000 disciples in the sect, but 8,000. There are four elders, namely the Elder of Foreign Affairs, the Elder of Internal Affairs, the Elder of Supervisors, and the Elder of Seminar.

There are many stewards under the elders, and Yuan Zhendao is the guardian steward, in charge of the realm of the Tianji Gate from being violated, and serves under the elders of internal affairs. The division of labor in Tianjimen is clear and the management is rigorous, which is the foundation for being able to gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this time, Zheng Qun only knew a little about what the old man said, and was not very interested. The only thing that can make him interested is Tianxu Lao Dao.

Zheng Qun had previously learned from the Tianqing Daoist that the green beads in his abdomen were eroding his spiritual roots. What made him extremely angry was that this green bead refused to let go of even his own half of the spirit root! At this time, the green bead in his abdomen has become a thorn in his eye, a thorn in his flesh, and it has reached the point of not getting rid of unhappiness.

Later, the old man chatted with Zheng Qun and talked about some of his own things. It turned out that the old man's name was Cheng Min, and he had come to Tianjimen more than a hundred years ago. He originally had a great hope of becoming an orthodox immortal cultivator, but he was seriously injured during a mission, and his immortal path was hopeless.

The head of Tianzhizi remembered Cheng Min's hard work, so he left him in Tianjimen and arranged for him to do his duties, so as not to fall into the mortal world and not die well.

Zheng Qun thought that there would be a lot of people staying here, but Cheng Min's words made his originally fiery heart cool down by half. Two people moved in some time ago, but they had left in the first two days, and now only the two of them lived in this huge place.

Cheng Min saw that it was getting late, so he said goodbye to Zheng Qun and returned to his residence. Zheng Qun was alone in the room, feeling very lonely, thinking of the days with Xiao Yuanying. But he knew very well in his heart that in fact, he missed nothing more than his father and mother.

There is no news from his father and mother, Zheng Qun is more helpless, and he can only meet them in a dream. My mother is still that amiable, and my father is mighty and is guiding him to practice martial arts. Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, watching his father and mother disappear in front of him, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Zheng Qun suddenly got up in the middle of the night, and he couldn't let go of his endless melancholy for a long time. is an active person, and at the age of being coquettish by his parents' side, he has endured too much.

Zheng Qun got up and walked outside. There was no wind outside, looking at the starry sky and the moonlight, he had mixed feelings in his heart. By the moonlight, Zheng Qun practiced the kung fu taught by his father in the open space outside the house, showing his father's demeanor with every move.

A few hours later, Zheng Qun felt a little tired and was about to go back to the house to rest. At this time, I saw a flash of fire in the distance soaring into the sky, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zheng Qun was a little puzzled, turned back to the house, lit the oil lamp, and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep for a long time.