Chapter 675: Collective Mission
Every once in a while, Jiang Wuspoon will come to the Yiyuan Hall to ask for an explanation, and it is not fixed, sometimes it comes several times a month, and sometimes it disappears in January.
But the more this is the case, the more Ji Zhiheng dare not take it lightly. If it was "coincidental" that Ji Zhiheng invited a few Immortal Sect Masters to come to Qiming Immortal Mountain, Jiang Wutong would not have appeared. Instead, he asked the disciples of the sect to come to challenge, this kind of action made Ji Zhiheng angry, he should have killed Song Pingcun when he was still in the illusion, and when Jiang Wuzhi was unprepared.
It was indecision that brought about today's troubles.
Jiang Wuzhi didn't have any scruples at all when he came here, but his disciples of the Liangyi Divine Sect came alone, but they were polite and courteous, so that Ji Zhiheng couldn't make a move. Although the two sides won and lost each other, the challenge was promised in advance that it would not hurt lives, and it was not on Qiming Mountain, but at the bottom of the mountain. He should not fight, just like a mortal at the foot of the mountain, scolding the cowards of the Yiyuan Palace, and using extremely vicious language.
Song Pingcun stood in front of the bungalow on the mountainside of Jiazifeng, and every time he saw this scene, he couldn't laugh in his heart.
There is a kind of debate in the "Immortal Academy", which specializes in "trickery", which should be Mingshan's idea for Jiang Wutong. Dragged Ji Zhiheng, so that he had no time to care about anything else, after all, the total time of the illusion was several epochs, and Song Pingcun was still worried that he would accidentally leak the bottom of something.
After ten months, he finally ushered in the assessment of the new disciples of the Yiyuan Palace, and once the assessment was passed, he would become a formal disciple and practice the immortal path of the Yiyuan Palace.
Originally, there were hundreds of new disciples, and some disciples who had no qualifications and comprehension of the immortal aura were completely eliminated. But the strange thing is that even if these disciples have not comprehended the immortal qi, the spiritual roots in their bodies still have not left or dissipated. The elders who saw the inner hall didn't know what to say at all.
Originally, the disciples who had spiritual roots and spiritual sense were okay, and they were basically able to clearly perceive the immortal aura in ten months, and they could practice the immortal path of the Yiyuan Palace. However, among the hundreds of disciples who have won the favor of the spiritual root spiritual sense in the colorful stone pillars, only a few of them can do it.
Ten months later, in the assessment, including Song Ping, only fifteen people passed the assessment.
Originally, Song Pingcun thought that the next step was to accept the official immortal path inheritance of the Yiyuan Palace, and he would be able to grasp the true purpose and immortal path secrets of the Yiyuan Hall just like the Six Veins Academy. However, the day after the assessment, the bell of the convening in the Yiyuan Hall rang unprecedentedly, summoning all the new disciples to the main hall.
Song Pingcun, along with all the new disciples, including those who did not pass the assessment, all stood in front of the gate of the Inner Affairs Hall. In addition to the elders and disciples of the Inner Affairs Hall, Ji Zhiheng unexpectedly appeared in front of the crowd.
"Although most of you have not passed the assessment, the One Yuan Hall has never been an immortal sect that gives up easily, and there is also a chance to return to one. Therefore, the next step will be for you to participate in an experience, those who have passed the assessment and those who have not passed the assessment must participate, led by the elders and disciples of the sect, to a mysterious immortal mountain, maybe you can get the opportunity from it, break through the understanding. This Sect Master looks forward to your return with a full load. ”
Perhaps in order to motivate the disciples, Ji Zhiheng's words were full of temptation, which ignited hope in the hearts of those disciples who did not pass the assessment. Next, Situ Hao, the elder of the Inner Affairs Hall, told about the arrangements for this experience. He led everyone there, and every ten people were led by a disciple to form a team, a total of fifteen squads. The disciples who pass the assessment are already disciples and are automatically assigned to each squad to become vice captains. One team is twelve.
But he didn't tell me where he was going.
Immediately, sixteen flying spirit weapons appeared in front of the main hall, one for a small team, and Situ Hao and several other disciples and elders took the largest flying spirit weapon and set off together.
High in the sky, the captain of Song Pingcun's team is called Meng Changchun, and his body is always a golden toad spiritual root, which is a rare spiritual root with vitality. Its realm has been established, the golden toad spirit root in the body can already be out of the body, and there is a self-generated spirit bead in the sea of qi, which can be regarded as truly stepping into the threshold of cultivating immortals.
Seeing Song Pingcun appear, he nodded slightly, not showing much arrogance. Despite his mediocre appearance, his demeanor already implies the elegant temperament of the fairy road.
The rest of the disciples were automatically assigned at one time according to the position they were standing, and there was no careful arrangement, so Song Pingcun was very puzzled, this was not like going to practice, but like going out to play.
"Senior Brother Meng, where are we going to practice?" Song Pingcun had already changed into the same cyan robe as Meng Changchun, which was different from the gray disciple's robe.
"I don't know exactly where it is. However, I heard the elder say that it was the ruins of a former immortal sect. When you arrive, you will know that you are responsible for the arrangements of these disciples, and if the Bigu Dan is insufficient, you will hurry to the Inner Affairs Hall to receive the needs for at least two months. ”
According to the cultivation progress of the Yiyuan Palace, in fact, after a month, the people who became disciples later have basically stopped taking Bigu Dan, but all the disciples who accompanied them this time were unable to fully comprehend the immortal breath, if there was no Bigu Dan, they could only make a fire and cook like mortals, which was definitely not good.
Song Pingcun checked the Bigu Pill on his body, although this is only the lowest-level pill, but it can also have the effect of guiding and comprehending the breath of the immortals, he is not moving, even so, he must go to the ten to prepare for it.
Seeing Song Pingcun's hesitation, Meng Changchun thought that Song Pingcun didn't know how to store it, and said again: "You are now a disciple, you can get a storage bag in the Internal Affairs Hall, the space is about two zhang, enough to use." ”
"Thank you, Senior Brother Meng." Song Pingcun hurriedly thanked him, jumped off the spiritual weapon and entered the Inner Affairs Hall to receive the Bigu Dan, as well as his own storage bag. There was actually a bottle of healing pills and pills to assist cultivation in the storage bag, and it seemed that the Yiyuan Hall was still willing to invest resources in the cultivation of disciples.
That good thing, and "pretendedly" asked the disciples of the Inner Affairs Hall how to open the storage bag, and then returned to the flying spirit weapon. And the deputy captains of the other flying spirit weapons were almost all doing the same thing, which was both novel and exciting, and it was envious to see those disciples who did not comprehend the immortal qi. From today onwards, their identities have been completely different, one immortal and one mortal, two worlds, which has made these disciples even more eager for the place where they are about to be trained.
The flying spirit weapon was galloping in the air, Song Pingcun stood at the bow of the boat, compared the surrounding environment, and actually found that the destination of this trip was the Liangyi Divine Sect.
Although both the Liangyi Divine Sect and his Wuji Sect were destroyed by the Eight Great Immortal Sects a few years ago. But there is still a difference between the Liangyi Divine Sect and the Wuji Gate.
After all, Wujimen was born not for a long time, and it is famous in the Chenming Continent and is also the suzerain of the last few generations, and the foundation of the sect station is insufficient, so he finally chose to give up the sect station.
However, the Liangyi Divine Sect is different, it has a long heritage, and those disciples who can survive the joint siege of the Eight Great Immortal Sects are hiding in the secret realm of the Liangyi Divine Sect and escaping. It is said that after several years, no sect has been able to find the secret passage that escaped in the first place.
That's not all, at the beginning, the eight major sects only destroyed the buildings on the surface, and the foundation of the temple under the ground was not destroyed, not because the attack was not enough, but because the real sect address where the Liangyi Divine Sect was located was between the two mountain peaks. It is also the famous Liangyi Sacred Mountain.
All attacks will be ruthlessly devoured upon contact with the Liangyi Divine Mountain. So, even if you want to destroy it, you can't do it.
Could it be that Ji Zhiheng couldn't bear the harassment of Jiang Wuspoon and wanted to go to the ruins of the Liangyi Divine Sect to take revenge? But what does it do? Song Pingcun couldn't see the need for so-called training, let alone what Ji Zhiheng wanted to do, or what goal he wanted to achieve.
The flying spirit weapon finally arrived at its destination, and the majestic figure of the Liangyi Divine Mountain gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Meng Changchun looked at the mountain peak in front of him, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "It is actually the site of the Liangyi Divine Sect, everyone should be careful." ”
Song Pingcun stood at the bow of the boat, but his heart was fluctuating. Listening to what Meng Changchun said, even he didn't know the real purpose of this trip, and it seemed that the so-called experience was really not the real purpose. People have already come, so naturally they can only watch it first.
The two peaks in front of him don't seem to be unique, before he was framed by the design of the Eight Great Sects, he had also come to the Liangyi Divine Sect, but on the surface, his relationship with Jiang Wuji was quite acceptable. This place, which used to be the place where the disciples of the Liangyi Divine Sect cultivated, is now in ruins, and compared to the complete dilapidation of the Wuji Gate, this place is more like it is going to be rebuilt, and the original old buildings have been demolished.
"Everyone get off the boat and follow me to the experience." Meng Changchun gave an order, and everyone jumped off the flying spirit weapon one after another and followed behind him.
Song Pingcun walked silently in the crowd, but he was thinking about Ji Zhiheng's purpose in his heart. He never believed that Ji Zhiheng would let them come here for no reason to practice, there must be his ulterior secret.
The group walked through the ruins and came to the main hall of the Liangyi Divine Sect. Meng Changchun looked at the ruins in front of him and said in a deep voice: "This is the main hall of the year, although it has become a ruin now, you can still feel the glory of the year." ”
"Senior Brother Meng, what are we here to practice?" A disciple couldn't help but ask.
"Look for chance." Meng Changchun replied succinctly, "Although this place has become ruins, there may still be some treasures or inheritances hidden from the past. If you are fortunate enough to receive it, it will be of great help to your cultivation. ”
Song Pingcun sneered in his heart, Meng Changchun may not have noticed why their sect master let them come to practice, of course, it is also possible that these elders and disciples of the One Yuan Hall knew about it, but they just pretended not to know and did not tell them. He didn't care, though. Now that it's here, the real purpose will always come to the surface.
On top of the largest flying spirit weapon, Elder Situ Hao did not come down, but said to this large area of ruins in the air: "Is there an immortal Dao chance, this is a rare opportunity for you." The squads dispersed for a month, and then gathered here again. I will keep an eye on you in mid-air to keep you safe. ”
Everyone scattered according to the team and began to explore the ruins, and Meng Changchun also took Song Pingcun and others to the location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Liangyi Divine Sect. It was one of the most important places for the Liangyi Divine Sect to cultivate disciples, and it seemed that this Meng Changchun was not completely ignorant. After a sneak peek, the fifteen squads all had their own goals, and there were no two squads in one place or area.
Song Pingcun's heart was even more cautious.
The Pavilion has been turned into ruins, but you can still feel the breath of vicissitudes. Meng Changchun looked at the ruins in front of him and said, "This is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion back then, if you can find some useful scriptures or jade slips, it will be of great help to your cultivation." ”
Song Pingcun's divine sense was swept away, and there was nothing of value, but some fragments might be useful to these disciples and even Meng Changchun. So together with the others, I pretended to look for it in the ruins. Of course, it wasn't completely random, based on the traces on the ground, he deduced the direction of the original collapse, and walked towards the highest place in the Scripture Pavilion to catch the traces of the collapse.
After some exploration, Song Pingcun finally found a broken scripture book, which was shattered to the ground, and the divine consciousness gathered and quickly analyzed what it was, yin and yang combined. This thing is really useless to himself, and he also knows that the purpose and cultivation of this exercise are really a bit lacking in ethics, and while people are not paying attention, he will once again shock all those fragments into powder, and this kind of exercise is better off not being in the present world.
The Liangyi Divine Sect placed this exercise at the highest place in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which shows that there are still some constraints, not everyone can practice it, and I think it is also clear that this exercise is against ethics, and those who are not in a good mood will often go down the evil path.
The group searched for less than an hour, and some of the disciples were already too tired to rest. At this moment, there was a commotion. Song Pingcun looked up and saw a group of people flying from a distance. The leader is a middle-aged man, dressed in brocade clothes, and his momentum is menacing.
"Five tablespoons of ginger!" Meng Changchun's face changed when he saw someone coming. On the flying spirit weapon in mid-air, Situ Hao had already left from above and greeted Jiang Wuspoon's group of people.
"Sect Master Jiang, don't come unharmed!" Situ Hao seemed to be very calm, with a smile on his face.
Jiang Wuzhi's speed did not decrease, and he looked at Situ Hao coldly and said: "You Yiyuan Hall dare to come to where my sect is, so you are not afraid that I will leave all of you for burial!" ”
"Sect Master Jiang, the Liangyi Divine Sect is no longer there, why are you still so stingy guarding the empty mountain!"
"Get out! Even if it is a ruin, it is also the territory of my Liangyi Divine Sect, destroying my sect, and the great revenge has not been avenged, you still dare to come and harass the undead, that is a war to the death! ”
Jiang Wuspoon really didn't expect Yiyuan Hall to come up with such a vicious response.