With the miracle that happened to him, Yuan Chang can clearly know that this is by no means an empty pie. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As long as you work hard to improve your cultivation and practice the pill diligently, you will soon be able to break through the boundaries of the three rank pills and refine the Yuan Qi Pill. At that time, the pills left behind were enough to impact the foundation building pass by themselves.

For the first time in his life, Yuan Changneng felt that life was so wonderful and was full of longing for the future.

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Guiyuan Sect.

Snow began to fall on Lingxu Peak.

From the air, you can see that the entire mountain peak turns white. The forest that stands between the mountains and rocks makes the white snow have many mottled black patches, like scars on snow-white skin. The sight is beautiful, everything seems so natural. The cold winds in the mountains were so strong and violent that they swept the snowflakes high in all directions. Patches of icy cold breath poured down all over the world, but near the mountainside, the rising heat instantly evaporated, turning into a thick white mist that swirled between the woods and rocks.

Mortals say that immortals live in the deep mountains filled with white clouds, and there is indeed a certain truth.

Cultivating to such a Mahayana realm as the Steel Armor Tyrant, the temperature can no longer affect it. It's just that the Steelclad Storm has always disliked ice and snow. At this time of year, it would leave Lingxu Peak and spend some time in the separate courtyard at the bottom of the mountain.

This annex was built separately for the Steel-Armored Tyrant. The location is remote and the interior is empty. The tall steel-armored tyrant sat on the rock facing the cliff, looking at the opposite mountainside with interest through the sparse long hair that fell from both sides of his forehead.

There is the newly completed outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect.

The location of the Wenxin Hall is close to the mountain gate, which is easily disturbed by outsiders and has been repeatedly spied on by monks of other sects. The high-level of the Guiyuan Sect accepted Yang Tianhong's suggestion and built a new outer courtyard of the sect near Lingxu Peak. The terrain is flat and surrounded by dense forests. A large number of defensive prohibitions have been put in place. If someone wants to sneak in, they will be able to find out at the first time.

The current outer courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect is more like a huge military camp. Simple fortifications were built according to the terrain, and behind the fortifications were temporary camps. The neat brick and stone houses are arranged in an orderly manner, like an army, with fixed spaces and specifications. A magic circle was set up outside the courtyard. It can effectively protect the disciples who are in it, especially those who have just started the beginner Qi Refiner.

The steel armor muttered to himself: "There are a lot of young dolls!"

Sect Master Zhong Yuanyu had been standing behind the steel armor storm for a long time. Hearing this, he stepped forward, with respect, and said with a smile: "The Five Elements Branch Hall is very hardworking, and in the past few months, the newly recruited disciples have exceeded eight hundred, which is several times more than the newly recruited disciples in previous years. ”

It's easy to say about recruiting people, but it's very difficult to actually do it. After all. Recruiting disciples is not as simple as asking the other party to kowtow a few times and call the monk "master". Once they enter the mountain gate, they must be provided with pills and explained the cultivation exercises. Otherwise, the expansion will follow and bring a group of fat pigs up the mountain to raise it.

It is not difficult to explain the exercises, as long as the monks are brisk and have a few more days of classes, they will understand the exercises. Most of the newly recruited disciples can be comprehended. However, the elixir is a topic that no one can bypass. This thing is related to the foundation and strength of a cultivation sect. Even with enough alchemists. It also depends on whether the area of the medicine garden is large, and whether there are enough adult elixirs?

That's where the worry of the Steel-Armored Storm lies. It shook its huge head, feeling the subtle changes in the interweaving of hot and cold between heaven and earth, and said seriously: "Eight hundred new disciples, the amount of Forging Body Pill distributed every month is not a small amount. Over the course of a year, it's almost tens of thousands. Is there a problem with Zhang Shuo of the Purple Furnace Palace?"

Zhong Yuanyu will always be a junior in front of the steel armor. His attitude was very respectful: "Of course it is not enough to rely on Senior Brother Zhang alone. The production capacity of the sect is limited, and the Purple Furnace Hall does not have so many alchemists. OK. Tianhong has done a good job in this regard. For several months in a row, he sent people to send a large number of body forging pills. Come to think of it, it should be the ten alchemy apprentices before who have already learned something from him. ”

There was not the slightest change in emotion on the rough face of the steel armor. However, in those eyes that see through the world. But he released a satisfied gaze.

It stretched out its paws covered with cuticles, pulled up a small yellowed grass from the crack in the rock in front of it, slowly pinched it at its fingertips, and asked lightly: "Xiao Zhong, do you believe in fate?"

Looking at the entire Guiyuan Sect, only the steel armor tyrant can call Zhong Yuanyu "Little Bell".

In this regard, Zhong Yuanyu felt very kind. While feeling the warmth from the senior patriarch, he hesitated a little, not understanding why the steel armor suddenly brought up this topic? After a long time, Zhong Yuanyu replied uncertainly: "This...... Not necessarily!"

Most monks do not believe in the so-called fate.

Cultivation is originally a move against the sky. Since it has rebelled against the restrictions imposed on human beings by the divine power of heaven and earth, there is no way to talk about any fate.

Zhong Yuanyu felt that the question of the steel armor was a little funny, really funny.

The steel armor didn't turn around: "You don't believe it, I believe it." ”

After a pause, Steelclad Storm continued, "And my master who has ascended to the Upper Realm, who also believes in fate. ”

Zhong Yuanyu's eyes widened suddenly, very surprised.

The master of the steel armor tyrant, that is the ancestor level figure of the earlier generation of the Guiyuan Sect.

The mountain wind continued to bring the faint voice of the steel armor: "When I was very young, I played and wandered in the mountains and forests. At that time, my mind was not yet opened, and I was not qualified to call myself "this seat". There are a lot of fun things in the mountains, you can dig honey in the honeycomb to eat, as well as pine cones and hazelnuts, which are very good and delicious. Later, a tiger jumped into my world, and my mother slapped the tiger to death with her claws, and the tiger herself bit off her throat. I don't know what an orphan is, it's just a lonely wandering in the mountains. Later, Lingzhi opened, met the master, and worshiped the Guiyuan Sect...... The master told me back then that all this was my fate. Even if you cultivate and change your life against the sky, there are still many things in the underworld that you can never change. ”

Zhong Yuanyu's heart moved: "Ancestor, what do you mean ......?"

There was an element of joy in the words of the Steelclad Tyrant: "One person, one thing." Even a stone has its own personality. There are good and bad people, good and evil, good and bad things, good and waste, stones and stinky things thrown into the pit, and the foundation of a high-rise building. Fate can be fought and changed. Like stones. If it is honestly motionless, it will always be a fool. If you can take advantage of earthquakes or flash floods to be washed out of hidden places, you will have the opportunity to be favored by craftsmen and become a building material with a high quality. The same is true of the Guiyuan Sect. If you don't know how to be flexible, the entire sect won't be powerful. I'm getting older, and I've been through a lot. Before you, this seat has gone through a total of three generations of sect masters. To put it mildly, those three guys are rubbish. All day long, I only know how to immerse myself in hard work and practice. But he didn't care about the affairs of his disciples. As a result, none of them could break through the Yuan Baby, and they all exhausted their Yuan Shou and turned into dry bones in the grave. ”

Without waiting for Zhong Yuanyu to speak, the steel armor raised his arm and pointed to the newly built outer courtyard on the mountainside in the distance: "Those are all new disciples, leave them alone for the time being, Xiao Zhong, you can go and ask the Lord of the Five Elements Hall." Ask the elders in the sect, how many of them still remember the names of the previous three generations of sect masters?"

Zhong Yuanyu suddenly oozed cold sweat on his forehead. You don't have to ask this question to know the answer. A dead man is a dead man after all. Don't say it's someone else, even if it's yourself, you only remember the name of the previous sect master. If you go further, this earlier sect master really can't be said.

"Monks, like laity, can only really do something. When everyone sees and recognizes your contributions, your name will naturally spread. ”

The voice of the steel armor tyrant was full of indescribable weight: "Look at the history books, both loyal and traitorous ministers have left their names. No one will remember the muddy garbage. What we do today will naturally be commented on by future generations. We all remember those ancestors who ascended to the upper realm. Because they are very good, they are role models worthy of the admiration of thousands of monks. As for those who failed in the Tribulation...... How many people in the world know?"

Zhong Yuanyu was very smart, and probably guessed what the steel armor wanted to say later.

"Xiao Zhong, you are lucky, first you have a junior disciple like Chen Zhengjian, and then you sent him to the Chu State and accepted Yang Tianhong as a disciple. This is your life, and it is also the life of Guiyuan Sect. Don't think this kind of thing is commonplace, each of them has to be closely interlinked to evolve into today's landscape. You may say that you didn't think about it that much at the time, that is, it was unintentional. But no matter what, if you do it, you will do it, many people are doing the same thing, why are they always doing it, but you have gained a Yang Tianhong?"

"You're a good sect master. Not pedantic, not bound by the ideas of predecessors. That alone is a rarity. In fact, Yang Tianhong is also very lucky, if he meets the previous sect master, I am afraid he will not make a difference. You have given Yang Tianhong a lot of power, and this kind of thing is unimaginable in other sects. Of course, the reason why he was able to do this step is inseparable from Yang Tianhong's own efforts. You are an excellent sect master, and he is a genius disciple. Complement each other, really complement each other!"

Zhong Yuanyu was not complacent because of the praise of the steel armor. He pondered for a moment, lowered his voice, and said seriously: "Ancestor, there is a sentence that the disciple has always felt should be said. ”

The steel armor burst out with a "hmm", slowly turned around, and looked at Zhong Yuanyu with an inquiring gaze.

The disciple felt that Yang Tianhong should have some kind of secret. ”

Zhong Yuanyu frowned slightly: "He must not be an ordinary person." ”

The steel armor's deep gaze through the thick and long hair focused on Zhong Yuanyu: "There is a secret, it is certain. What monk have you ever seen who has managed to build a foundation in five years without knowing anything, and even if he is so gifted, can he compare to the legendary all-powerful ancient monks?"

Zhong Yuanyu's nervous face calmed down, and he looked at the steel armor in surprise: "I thought you didn't know anything about it, Ancestor. ”

The steel armor grinned: "This seat is not a clay sculpture of wood. has been suppressing cultivation and can't ascend, so I always have to find something to do. When Yang Tianhong's doll first ascended to Lingxu Peak, I was aware of this. Well, there's not much to say about this kind of thing. No matter how big the secret is, it is also his own business. ”

The expression on Zhong Yuanyu's face changed one after another. From surprise to joy and then to soothing. He let out a long sigh and said, "The disciple is a person who can't hide secrets in his heart, especially in front of the patriarch. I always thought that Yang Tianhong's secret was given because of the appreciation of the patriarch. Worried that the ancestor would take back the secret, or take action against Yang Tianhong. Now it seems that the disciples are too worried. ”

The expression of the steel armor storm is also very rich: "This is also something that this seat has been worried about. Jealousy, murder and treasure are such things that are natural for monks. Although Yang Tianhong covered it up well, the secret is the secret. The cultivation that suddenly improved suddenly could not hide from the eyes of those who had a heart. He is a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, and he has repeatedly made meritorious contributions, and this kind of character will definitely cultivate to an infinite extent in the future. I'm really worried that you covet Yang Tianhong's secret and imprison or kill him. If things do come to that...... For you, this seat can't do it. For Yang Tianhong, this seat can't sit idly by. In the end, it can only be this seat to take Yang Tianhong far away from Guiyuan Sect and find another place to take refuge. One hundred and ten years later. Maybe there is no such sect as the Guiyuan Sect in the world. ”

Zhong Yuanyu raised his head suddenly, his eyes became trembling and eager, and even a little angry because he was insulted: "Ancestor...... Disciple, how could a disciple do such a despicable and shameless thing?"

The Steelclad Tyrant's eyes were full of gentleness and kindness: "Yes, so you are still the sect master now, and the development of the Guiyuan Sect can flourish." Xiao Zhong, you may only be a Yuanying monk in this life. But when it comes to treating people generously and protecting your disciples, there are few people who can compare with you. It is impossible for everyone in the world to be a genius. But the people who can stay are almost not geniuses. You've been doing a great job. This seat has never been broken. It's just that today when I see these new juniors, I don't say these words in my heart, and I feel uncomfortable. We are all cultivators, we don't have any family relatives, only disciples are the closest to us. The most trustworthy person!"

Zhong Yuanyu's heart was surging with indescribable emotions. At this moment, he suddenly forgot that he was the high-ranking Guiyuan Sect Master, and suddenly wanted to throw himself into the arms of the steel armor tyrant like a child, crying unscrupulously.

The mountain wind blew the shouts of the new disciples in the distance. They are very hard-working and full of thirst for the future.

The Steelclad Tyrant turned. A look of great relief was released from the depths of his eyes.

"They are the hope of the Guiyuan Sect. ”

......

There are many cultivation sects in the Qi Kingdom, and the Chiyang Sect is one of them. Located in the northwest of the entire continent, it has a dry climate with little rain and hot temperatures all year round. Especially in the summer, the heat is unbearable.

Although it is under the jurisdiction of the Qi State, there are not many residents here except for the border garrison. To the south, the river is a dividing line, and at the other end of the river, the climate suddenly becomes humid, the fields are fertile, the yields are abundant, and there are even two lakes that are not very large. Compared with the vicinity of Chiyang Mountain, where the Chiyang Sect is located, it can be said that on one side it is the land of fish and rice, and on the other side it is the scorched earth of death.

Takami Tanigami's residence is located at the northern foot of Mt. Chiyang. The terrain is open, the surrounding mountains are rugged, and the ground is so dry that there is no trace of water at all. But the more this is the case, the more Gu Shangjing, who is sitting on the ground and carefully cultivating, feels that his heart is smooth, and he has an indescribable sense of channeling.

Although the Chiyang Sect is a small sect and ranks last in the cultivation world, the Chiyang Sect has a special practice and must choose an arid area with a high temperature before it can cultivate normally. This kind of exercise requires spending a lot of time every day absorbing the sun's true fire energy, which is then transformed into the spiritual energy required by oneself. Therefore, the Chiyang Sect was also the elixir that had the least demand for spirit stones in the entire cultivation world. For the monks of the Chiyang Sect, instead of wasting precious spirit stones to replenish their spiritual energy, it is better to strip off their clothes and bask in the scorching sun for a few hours in the most presumptuous posture.

Mount Chiyang is an active volcano. Geothermal resources are abundant. Feeling the steaming heat coming from below his body, and the sun almost scorching everything alive overhead, Tanigami felt as if he had become the legendary three-legged golden crow that controlled the sun, soaring freely in the heat waves and flames.

On the mountain road in the distance, two black figures of varying heights walked by. The heat that enveloped the land distorted the landscape. Even if you are very close, it is difficult to see each other's faces clearly. They seemed to be walking slowly above the mountain path, like rootless ghosts from the ghost realm of the underworld.

Tanigami didn't open his eyes, but still meditated with a pure heart.

For monks, the divine sense is more useful than the eyes. He had already identified the person. One of them was a disciple of Zhike who was waiting for the mountain gate of the Chiyang Sect, and the other was ......

"Lao Gu, you shameless guy, every time I see you, it's like this. Didn't I say you, can you put your clothes on? Tut-tut! It's not even dark, and you're going to take off your fines. Lao Tzu is not a woman, and he has no interest in your skinny body. ”

Tarigami slowly opened his eyes, a smile on his thin face.

He's really skinny. Maybe it's because the temperature is too high and the water in his body has evaporated! The skin is tightly wrapped around the surface of the bones, as if there is no muscle and fat as isolation. If you were to live in another world, it would be the poor people who had just fled from Africa. (To be continued.) )