Chapter 146 Soul Filling, Giving Pills, and Mysterious Ancient Monuments

Tianling Peak, in the purple bamboo forest, on the white phosphostone by the water, a young figure sits, this young man is Lin Jingyu, cultivating on the white phosphorite, it seems that it has become his habit.

Every day, when the darkness was still shrouded in Fuyu Pavilion, he came to the purple bamboo forest early, the shadow of the bamboo, and the rustle of the fallen leaves on the foot-thick, always reminded him of the road that he had walked with his master Lin Dutian ten years ago.

That section of the road is not long, about six or seven miles, there are straight, there are twists and turns, there are downhills, there are also steep rises, just like the trajectory of life, there is no smooth road, "Come to think of it, the road that the master asked me to take at the beginning is meaningful." ”

This road, Lin Jingyu must walk every day, but every time he walks on the road, his perception is completely different, maybe it is the lonely and peerless figure at the beginning, which is too detached, so that it will always be imprinted in his heart.

"The burden on the shoulders of the master is too heavy!" Through the big competition of the sect and the criticism of many sects, Lin Jingyu knew that this master who gave him the feeling of home was shaking through the wind and rain, and the one who relied on him was like his father and master, and he was burdened too much.

"I want to become strong as soon as possible, only in this way can I protect what I care in my heart."

The morning sun is rising, the beginning of all things, this is the peak of the day's life, luck and breathing, Lin Jingyu's body is covered with purple light, and the battle with Cangye, the injuries left behind have long been recovered, he opened his eyes and looked at the depths of the bamboo forest, the winding footprints that have not yet dissipated.

"Yesterday, the senior brother sent a message asking me to go to the master's Tingyu Building, I don't know what arrangements will be, is it the interrupted sect Dabi to be reopened?"

"But if the sect is restarted, then it should be gathered at the Shocking Peak, could it be that the master has any arrangements?"

Lin Jingyu stepped on the phosphate stone with the soles of his feet, his body was like the wind, the rabbit fell and fell, he stepped out in one step, and the distance of ten zhang was already behind him, and then, the tips of his toes were dotted on the tip of a bamboo leaf, and a drop of crystal dew exploded under his feet, which was very good-looking, and his speed became faster, and in an instant, he disappeared into the purple bamboo forest.

Fuyu Pavilion accepts apprentices, still looking at the center of gravity, when he is about to approach the listening rain building, Lin Jingyu stops, not walking in the wind, where the master is located, in order to show respect, he is unwilling to volley in the air, even though Lin Dutian does not care about these vulgar etiquette, but as a disciple, he still insists on courtesy.

Lin Jingyu walked in the path, not in a hurry or slowly, slowly.

"Senior Brother Jingyu?" Suddenly, there was a call behind him.

"Senior Brother Yun Zheng?" Lin Jingyu turned around, the person who came was dressed in green clothes, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he did not reveal any powerful aura, but it gave people a sense of righteousness and openness.

The person who came was none other than Mu Yunzheng, an outer disciple, one of the most powerful people in the younger generation of Fuyu Pavilion, and his qualifications and cultivation were no worse than Lin Jingyu.

"Senior Brother Jingyu, do you know how to go to listen to Yulou?" Mu Yunzheng asked, he didn't know that Lin Jingyu was a disciple of the Guardian Sect, let alone that he was a person who had a professional kindness to him-Lin Yifan's junior disciple.

In fact, not only Mu Yunzheng, but the entire Fuyu Pavilion, except for the elders of the sect, no one knew about this fact.

"Listen to the rain building?" Lin Jingyu was stunned, then smiled lightly, and said: "It's really fate, we are on the same road, let me take my senior brother to listen to the rain building."

"Well, that's great, let's get out of here."

The two walked side by side along the trail, about a tea time, the end of the trail suddenly opened up, became wide, the trees on both sides quickly became scarce, more sparse green bamboo instead, appeared in front of the two of them is an extremely wide and gentle upward slope, as far as the eye can see, the green grass is like jade, stretching forward, occasionally green bamboo, the finishing touch, dotted in the most appropriate place.

In the sky, the clouds condensed, clumped like cotton, white and flawless, gently floating, everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

Every time he came here, looking at this scene, Lin Jingyu felt that God had taken it, and all the distracting thoughts coiled in his heart disappeared in this ghostly scenery.

And Mu Yunzheng, who came here for the first time, was no exception, at this moment he closed his eyes and breathed, looking enjoyed, as if he had been intoxicated.

"Senior Brother Yun Zheng, I heard that the rain building has arrived"

The half waist of the hillside, as if it was flattened by a sword, and as if it was natural, a bamboo building loomed between the shaking of thousands of green bamboos.

Lin Jingyu and the two stepped forward, walked through the bamboo forest, and came to the bluestone paved field.

At this moment, there are already eight people standing in front of the Yulou, including men and women, the men are handsome, the women are beautiful, and most of them are Lin Jingyu's acquaintances.

"Jingyu, this is your master's retreat, but you came later than us, this shouldn't be", a beautiful female voice like a lark sounded.

And at this moment, a rumbling bell sounded from the top of the stunning peak in the distance, like nine days of thunder, echoing in the five veins and thousands of mountains, making all the noise disappear instantly, and even the insects and birds stopped at this moment.

On an open field in the Astounding Peak, except for the ten people who were far away from the Listening Rain Tower, all the disciples of the sect gathered here.

In the middle of the front of the venue, there are seven large chairs woven with purple bamboo, the purple light is circulating, and it still contains a majestic aura.

Moving his gaze, he could find that behind the seven people sitting upright, there were elders of various veins, these were all elders of the sect, although there was no place for them on the field, but their expressions were relaxed and indifferent, and they did not mind at all, and some of them even smiled and whispered.

And behind Lin Dutian, it was Lin Yifan who was standing, dressed in white, as rich as jade, standing proudly, the whole person did not move, but it was like a flowing and phantom cloud in the mountains, exuding a misty and dust-free atmosphere.

A Jindan Realm disciple looked around and immediately laughed, because he found that the eyes of all the senior brothers and sisters seemed to be focused on the person behind the Guardian Elder, "Hey, I don't know what kind of existence this senior brother was in the past, and he had such influence."

Although not long ago, Lin Yifan showed a dazzling divine power that was different from his true cultivation realm, but for his past, the disciples below the Yuan Infant Realm of Fuyu Pavilion did not know, nor did they know about it from other aspects, only that this person was a long-disappeared disciple of the Guardian Sect.

But now it seems that there must be a glorious history, because from the eyes of those immortal and feathered realm senior brothers, he saw an almost fanatical worship, as if in front of them was an invincible god of war, as long as he called, he would fight the world with him, fearless in life and death.

Indeed, after so many years, in the sect, except for the first seat of the five veins and Lin Dutian master and apprentice, no one knows that the genius disciple who once crowned the world and pressed the Tianjiao of the same generation has been overshadowed, bringing endless glory to Fuyu Pavilion and also bringing calamity