Before he passed away, the heads of the Thousand Fu Sect would go to the wordless monument and pour their lifelong cultivation experience into it.

In order to commemorate, let future generations be grateful to the heads who have contributed.

Every person who enters it and gives his or her own experience will have his name appear on it.

Every head of the Thousand Fu Sect has two chances to enter the Wordless Monument.

One is the learning experience, and the other is the contribution experience.

Yun Yanchu is the most special of them.

She was not in charge, but she entered it, and was guided into it by the Wordless Guardian herself.

Qianliang, who originally recognized Yun Yanchu, felt that Yun Yanchu's identity was special.

Maybe Qianfei Shen Ancestor will choose Yun Yanchu, and there is another intention.

The moment Yun Yanchu entered the house, Qianliang knew that Yun Yanchu had accepted his experience.

The aura emanating from his body is no different from that of the previous masters.

After understanding the secret of the wordless tablet, Yun Yanchu fell into a long silence.

"What else does Old Ancestor want to know?" Qian Liang looked at Yun Yanchu and asked.

"Nope." Yun Yanchu lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Actually, it's not that there is none, it's just that there is no need to ask.

Seeing her, Qianliang shook his head and said slowly: "After that day, the Tianluo Sect sent someone to make a war post, saying that it was to make the Qianfu Sect pay the price above the Immortal Gate Great Competition. ”

Yun Yanchu raised his eyebrows lightly, and said indifferently: "Then let's educate this small sect that is not in the stream, what is the price." ”

"Okay." Chira nodded.

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The tragic situation on the square of the Thousand Fu Sect that day, the disciples of the Thousand Fu Sect who came back could see it clearly.

They knew very well that they were completely torn apart from the Tianluo Sect now, and this time in the Immortal Sect Competition, once they lost, their fate would be the same as these disciples of the Tianluo Sect.

With the events of that day, it inspired them even more to struggle.

Yun Yanchu was quite pleased to see that they were full of energy.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Yanchu also stayed in the Thousand Fu Sect for a year.

At this time, there are less than three months before Xianmen Dabi.

Yun Yanchu also planned to return at this time to find Wen Renqing.

Chun Yuling and Yu Niang stayed.

Although there are many people in the fairy gate, it is a little difficult to get in.

Staying in the Thousand Fu Sect, it is easy to borrow the name of the Thousand Fu Sect to blend in when the time comes.

In addition, Chun Yuling has a flying magic weapon, and it will be convenient to send people over in the future.

Yun Yanchu didn't say anything, just asked Qianliang to take care of Chun Yuling before leaving.

On the day Yun Yanchu left, the people in the sect came out to see each other off.

"The next time I see the ancestor, I'll have to wait for the Xianmen Dabi." Qian Liang watched Yun Yanchu board the aircraft, stroked his beard and said.

"Wow, it's only three months, and it's gone in the blink of an eye." Lei Holmium replied with a smile.

I was still quite reluctant to Yun Yanchu in my heart.

In a year's time, they had already become accustomed to Yun Yanchu's existence, and they had also taken a lot of lessons when Yun Yanchu was training his disciples.

In this year, the other two peak masters who have failed to break through all year round also broke through.

Now the Thousand Fu Sect already has four peak masters in the late stage of Jindan.

Fang Jie stayed by Chun Yu Ling's side, watching the flying machine get farther and farther away, and made up his mind to improve his cultivation in the next three months.

Even if this time the Xianmen Dabi can't be in his turn.

After Yun Yanchu set the route, he sat in the rest cabin, recalling the experience of the previous life in his mind.

She didn't actually need to leave Qianfu so early, the reason why she left now was because she had another purpose for coming to Xizhou.

She's looking for someone.

It's just that she doesn't know the origin of this person's name, and she only knows a place from his mouth, which is called Hefeng Temple.

Before that, she had already sent someone to investigate and find out where that place was.

Rushing to Hefengguan, Yun Yan bought some things on the way, because she planned to take people away as soon as she found them, and there was no need to waste time on the way.

According to the place marked on the map, Yun Yanchu soon came to a decent Taoist temple.

Slowly landing in front of the Taoist temple, Yun Yanchu glanced twice, stepped forward and knocked lightly.

"Who?" A voice came from the temple, and the door was pushed open.

A disciple in a Taoist robe saw Yun Yanchu as soon as he opened the door, looked his eyes up and down, and asked, "May I ask ...... you are?"

"In Xiayun Idle Crane, come to Hefeng Temple to find a trail leader."

"Trail Chief?" The disciple frowned when he heard this, pushed the door open a little and said, "You come in first, I'll let people come out." ”

"Thank you." Yun Yanchu nodded indifferently and walked into the Taoist temple.

The river peak view sits in the north and faces south, forming a three-way architectural pattern.

The middle road is the main building of the Taoist temple, and the gate of the temple used for worship is open to the outside at this time, and Yun Yanchu has just walked to the front of the hall.

The disciple who had just opened the door for her walked out with a group of disciples.

Yun Yanchu's gaze swept over them one by one, but he didn't see the face in his memory.

The disciple stepped forward and arched his hand towards Yun Yanchu, "This is all the disciples in my Hefeng Temple, but I don't know how small the little Taoist leader Gongzi is looking for, how small?" ”

The disciple was a little hesitant in his words, for no other reason, the disciples in the group behind him were all over twenty years old.

It's really hard to imagine how small the path in the mouth of the immature-looking Yun Yanchu is.

Yun Yanchu didn't understand the hesitation of his disciple in his heart.

River Peak View, right?

"I can't tell how young he is, but he's mute." Yun Yanchu said with a twisted eyebrow.

The disciple in front of him changed slightly when he heard this, "Are you looking for a little mute?" So what kind of trail leader are you looking for? ”

He suddenly looked displeased, as if he had been tricked.

The faces of the people behind him also changed slightly when they heard this, and they didn't seem to be very happy.

"What are you looking for that dumb guy for? Should he be working in the backyard now? ”

The disciple looked at Yun Yanchu with a sneering face, if it weren't for Yun Yanchu's very good attitude just now, not like he came to play tricks on people's serious appearance, he would have lost his temper and let people go.

"That little Taoist once helped me, but unfortunately he didn't tell me his name, and only wrote the three words Hefengguan to me."

Yun Yanchu explained seriously.

When the disciple heard this, he looked at Yun Yanchu with suspicious eyes, "Little mute, he has never left the Taoist temple, how can he help you?" ”

"Never left?" Yun Yanchu looked puzzled.

It looks like he really doesn't know about it.

"Forget it, see what you said has a nose and eyes, forgive you and don't dare to lie in front of the three statues, I'll take you over to see if it's true."

The disciple waved his hand and motioned for Yun Yanchu to follow him.

"Thank you." Yun Yanchu couldn't explain it, so he could only wait until he saw someone to figure it out.

As the disciples walked into the backyard together, they saw a small figure standing by the well to draw water.

"Little mute." The disciple called the little mute.

When the little mute turned around and saw Yun Yanchu, he raised his eyebrows in some confusion.

He put down the well water he had lifted and walked over wet.

Seeing this, Yun Yan raised his hand and moved slightly, evaporating the water vapor on the little mute's body.

The disciple's eyes opened slightly, and he looked at the priest brocade in surprise and asked, "Are you a monk?" ”