Relying on the qualifications obtained by evil magic, even if it was not her doing, in the end, the evil retribution still befell her and was repaid by her.

Zhang Zheng sighed with emotion, his eyes fluctuating.

Maybe she should have gone to Huangquan together when the Taixu Sect was destroyed, fate allowed her to have this short hundred years of scorching and dazzling time, but she regretted it, took back her Qingyun Immortal Road, and ruthlessly beat it back to its original fate.

I really don't know whether this kind of charity to "Zhang Zheng" should be considered fortunate or unfortunate......

After waiting for another half an hour, the two elders were still nowhere to be seen, and during this period, many small sects and families slowly dispersed.

There were nearly 300 disciples who entered the secret realm of Wanxuanmen on this trip, and only 100 generals came out alive, and nearly two-thirds of them fell.

Although the life and death of the cultivation realm are unpredictable, this is undoubtedly a huge loss and bad news for Wan Xuanmen.

From the time they left the secret realm, all the surviving disciples had gloomy eyes and grief.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxiao still has a flying boat in her hand, she looked at the vast sky from afar, and with a flick of her sleeves, a 100-meter-long flying boat full of fairy aura appeared out of thin air, and the hull of the ship was crystal clear and extraordinary, hanging steadily in the air, one foot above the ground.

She looked back, calmed down her heart, and said calmly: "All the disciples of the Xuanmen, go back to the sect first." ”

Some disciples' lips moved slightly, and they stopped talking, but finally lowered their eyelids with a sad expression, and stepped on the flying boat with a group of fellow disciples.

The 100-meter-long flying boat is actually extremely spacious, enough to accommodate thousands of people on the same ride, and there are many rooms on the boat for disciples to live in.

But at this moment, no one of the hundreds of disciples entered the room, they were all standing by the boat, and in front of them were the sea of clouds and green waves, brown soil and green rivers speeding by, all kinds of flying away, far behind them.

The clouds are not over, and the wind and rain are coming.

At the speed of the flying boat, it takes a month to get from the Henggu Plain to Wanxuanmen, which is still the premise that there is no delay on the road.

When he came, he was escorted by two Yuanying monks, and when he returned, the highest cultivation was only a golden pill, and if he encountered an interception with a higher cultivation, it would be difficult to protect himself.

In order to avoid robbing the road for bandits on the road, the flying boat was hung with the logo of Wanxuanmen.

Wan Xuanmen is the largest sect in the Xichuan realm, and its reputation in the entire cultivation realm is not comparable to that of the Si Dao Sect, but it is also one of the best.

There is a sign of Wan Xuanmen, and most of the bandits who are ill-minded and make a living by robbing the road will always have two scruples.

Zhang Zheng had never entered the room, and like most of the disciples, he sat cross-legged and sat on the ground informally, listening to the major events that happened in the secret realm of this trip.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at this scene, her expression was a little lonely and sad, her mind was sharp and her mind was exquisite, how could she not know why the disciples did not enter the door to cultivate.

The first is to mourn for the same door and be disturbed, and the second is that it is not safe at this time, and I don't know when I will usher in a crisis, and I am worried about it, how can I calm down and practice.

Thinking of the unknown and unknown whereabouts of the master, his lowered gaze became more and more dim.

A male disciple lovingly rubbed the scabbard of the short knife on his waist, and the disciple token was engraved with the words "Wanxuan Spirit Sword", indicating that he was a disciple of the Spirit Sword.

He raised his head abruptly and looked at Jiang Fenglai with blazing eyes, "Senior Brother Jiang, it's okay now anyway, tell us about the secret realm inheritance, who got it." ”

It's a great way to pass the time and relax.

The rest of the disciples came over one after another, looking at the group of disciples with expectant eyes, and by the way, they took the opportunity to admire the faces of handsome men and beautiful women openly, and the stagnant and depressed atmosphere was alleviated by two points.

Jiang Fenglai's ice cube face, which had not changed for thousands of years, was still expressionless at this time, and a pair of heroic sword eyebrows were under their eyebrows, their eyes were like hanging beads, and they were upright and serious.

He is not the kind of person who is good at communicating with people, his cold gaze swept over the disciple who spoke, his face remained unchanged, and then he turned to Lin Yihan beside him, his voice was flat and unwavering: "Call you Senior Brother Lin to speak." ”

Lin Yihan caught a glimpse of a faint blush behind his ears, held back the sneer that was about to blurt out, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang is not good at telling stories, if you don't mind, Senior Brother Lin, I will tell you about it, are you still willing to listen?" ”

The disciples were naturally very happy, and they nodded their heads one after another.

Zhang Zheng also gathered among the disciples, pricked up his ears, and listened attentively.

The inheritance left by the Ascended Monk can be called the supreme classic, and it is a bloody storm when it falls on the world.

She didn't even see a shadow, she didn't know what she looked like, how could she not be curious.

Senior Brother Lin is worthy of being praised as a gentle male god by the disciples of Wanxuanmen, and he is highly anticipated.

The matter of the inheritance of the secret realm was humorous and full of ups and downs by him, attracting many disciples to immerse themselves in it, as if they had experienced it themselves.

"In the end, the inheritance was returned to the disciples of the Jade Sword Sect, and listening to the scolding of his fellow brothers and sisters, it seems that his name is Chen Mang."

The hearts of the disciples were fluttering when they heard this, and their eyes showed yearning, and then two points of disdain and contempt surfaced.

A female cultivator couldn't help but speak softly: "But this Chen Mang's betrayal of the sect is really a villain's behavior, and it should be a shame for the world." ”

"You are the kindness of a woman, you are really short-sighted!"

The female cultivator's face flushed, her apricot eyes widened, she looked at the male cultivator who was criticizing, and retorted angrily: "Phew! Being unkind and unrighteous should be ashamed, I see that you are still proud, it is really an insult to my reputation as a disciple of Wanxuanmen. ”

The male cultivator's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to scold back, but he just happened to give Shangjiang Feng a stern look, his voice choked, and he "hummed" unconvincedly, turned sideways and ignored it.

Listening to the whole process of obtaining the inheritance, Zhang Zheng pursed his mouth with interest, thinking that he would go through such a complicated test, but the process turned out to be such a child's play.

This Dongyuan True Monarch picks the inheritor to be so casual?

It's a pity that the senior brothers and sisters missed out on the supreme inheritance.

Zhang Zheng sighed regretfully, then closed his eyes, and prepared to meditate on the spot for a while.

The aura drilled into the body, wandering along the meridians, and just after running for a week, Zhang Zheng suddenly disconnected from cultivation.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, wrinkled, and she had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized the strangeness of the inheritance.

Today's cultivation realm is no longer as respectful of teachers as in ancient times, disciples can worship more than one master, and the master can also accept multiple disciples, even if it is just under the name, and it is considered a master and apprentice status if it does not teach.

Dongyuan Zhenjun soared millions of years ago, and the cultivation realm at that time was not much different from today, so why did he ask his disciples to worship him alone.

What's more, he didn't choose so many scattered cultivators who didn't have a master, but he chose a disciple who turned his back on his master.

You must know that the more you practice, the more important it is to achieve enlightenment, and correspondingly, a perfect and tenacious Dao heart can almost be called the foundation of the path to Qingyun Immortal.

Because of the decline of the Ten Thousand Daos, this point may not be clear to the monks of this realm, but Dongyuan Zhenjun is a Flying Monk, and when he touches the source of the Great Dao, he will not be unaware of this reason.

The master-apprentice contract should be made according to the rules of the Heavenly Dao, a disciple who turns his back on the master and repents of the master-apprentice contract has lost the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, if there is no great opportunity in the future, how can he achieve tenacity and Dao Heart, and how can he achieve the Immortal Path.

Then, it really doesn't make sense for him to choose such a disciple who has no future.

Zhang Zheng subconsciously stroked the palm of his hand, and felt that a piece of meat had been bitten off there, and the newly born skin was extremely sensitive.

Senior Sister Lin and Yi Yanshan, they fell into the pitch-black abyss with her, why did they arrive at the Inheritance Hall, but she fell to the place where the Killing Order was suppressed?

Is it really because they have the secret order of the cave mansion that they are extra preferential treatment from the cave mansion?