Volume 2 The dust is not over, but the new path is still Chapter 18 The Ethereal Immortal Sect
"Chuan'er, let's go, we have to take care of ourselves in the future. ”
"No, grandpa, grandma, Chuan'er doesn't want you to go! Chuan'er wants to be with you!" No matter how the child pursued, the old couple drifted away until they could no longer see their figures, leaving the child crying and dancing in the air.
"Don't go!" Wang Linchuan said as he opened his tearful eyes and gritted his teeth. The sun was so dazzling that he closed his eyes again in pain.
"Am I not dead? Could it be that what I just saw was a dream?" Wang Linchuan slowly opened his big eyes with long eyelashes again, and after getting used to the light, he looked around carefully, this was his small room in Wushuang City.
"It's good that I'm alive, alive, but I'm a little tired now. ”
Hearing movement in the house, Huang Ren and Lu Feiyun, who had been guarding outside the house, pushed open the door, strode in, knelt in front of Wang Linchuan's bed, and cried loudly: "Childe, thank God, no, thank you for the gods who came down and let you pick up a life, we are so miserable, if you leave, we will also leave!"
The two cried again, asking for warmth, hoping that Wang Linchuan could get better soon.
At that time, when they saw that they thought that Wang Linchuan was going to die, the two immediately cried, beat their chests and feet, and hit their foreheads against the stone wall.
The people who traveled with them thought that they valued love and righteousness, and looked at them differently, sympathizing and comforting. But when the people who accompanied them later told them that Wang Linchuan was not dead, but was injured and fainted, they wiped away their tears and jumped up, so shocked that the jaws of the people who accompanied them were about to drop, this change was too fast.
"Okay, you guys go out first, we have something to talk about with this little brother. "This voice cannot be refused, it came suddenly.
Huang Ren and Lu Feiyun in the room heard this voice, and immediately trembled, stopped crying, said yes again and again, and hurriedly retreated.
Wang Linchuan followed the voice and looked, the person who came was about the age of the sixtieth birthday, with silver hair, dressed in a crane feather robe, a clear face, fairy wind and bones, and strong spirits, Wang Linchuan secretly praised.
The other person was a young man, about twenty years old, with a lofty instrument, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and also wearing the same crane feather robe, Wang Linchuan sighed secretly, could this be the true immortal cultivator in the legend?
The two came to Wang Linchuan's bed, pulled two chairs casually, and sat down.
The old man said gently: "Old Dao Tang Yun, this one next to me is Huang Kai, the nephew of the lower master, is the Daoist friend in any health?"
Wang Linchuan was surprised when he heard the old man call himself a fellow Daoist, could it be that all immortal cultivators call others like this? But he quickly came back to his senses and said, "Thank you Daoyou for your concern, I'm fine, may I ask Daoyou, what is the situation in the mausoleum?"
"The ghosts in the mausoleum have been caught by me and my junior brother, and there has been no fish that have slipped through the net; the cause and effect, my junior brother and I have listened to the two explanations just now, but we want to confirm again with the Taoist friends, after all, one-sided words cannot win the trust of others, the Taoist friends are right?"
"Well, that's true, so let's explain it below. Then Wang Linchuan told the two of them about the cause and effect of the incident, but he never mentioned the matter of "Investigating the Strange Chronicles of the Gods" and the python.
"By the way, the two Daoists have ever obtained that elixir. ”
"Well, if it weren't for me and other deceitful friends, I'm afraid that the elixir had already been eaten by the yin ghost, one of them was extremely difficult to deal with, not like an ordinary yin ghost, my junior brother and I also took a lot of effort to kill the yin ghost, as for the elixir, it is indeed not seen. ”
"Oh, I see, this time in distress, thanks to the help of two Taoist friends, I should keep it in mind when I make up my mind, and I will repay you in the future. Wang Linchuan said solemnly.
"Where, where, but passing by and seeing, it's just a gesture of effort, not enough to worry about. Tang Yun waved his hand.
"By the way, I don't know where you come from?" Huang Kai asked.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a teacher in Xia, but I got a cultivation method by chance and studied it by myself. ”
"Oh, it turns out that Daoyou is a casual cultivator, since ancient times, how difficult it is to cultivate casually, I don't need to say more, like Daoyou at this age with this kind of cultivation, is already a genius, but it is not worth mentioning in the famous sect; when Daoyou was unconscious, I watched the spiritual root of Daoyou, Daoyou is the hidden four spiritual roots, only the water spiritual root is lacking; and to be able to cultivate the hidden four spiritual roots to this point, it is almost the end, at most to build the foundation realm, and then it is almost impossible. A look of disappointment flashed across their faces.
"What is a spiritual root, what is a hidden spiritual root?" asked Wang Linchuan curiously.
"Daoyou actually doesn't know the spiritual root?" Tang and Huang were surprised.
"Spiritual root, to put it simply, is the qualification of cultivating immortals, it is good to have one person in 100,000 people with a spiritual root; and the spiritual root is divided into manifest spiritual root and hidden spiritual root, there is no difference between the two and the inferior, but the difficulty of discovery is different; Tang Yun said expressionlessly.
"My Daoist friend is already at the peak of Qi cultivation, only one step away from building the foundation, my junior brother and I are both deacon elders of the Ethereal Immortal Sect, we can call the shots and let the Daoist join my Ethereal Immortal Sect; if the Daoist friend returns to the sect with us, but can only be an outer disciple, this is hindered by the rules of the sect, and non-foundation building realm disciples are not allowed to enter the inner gate;
"Okay, I am willing to return to the Ethereal Immortal Sect with the two elders and join the Ethereal Immortal Sect. Wang Linchuan replied without hesitation, he was afraid that he would miss the opportunity, but he really felt a certain bottleneck, and there were indeed not many means and spells on his body, otherwise he would not be so passive in the mausoleum.
"That's fine, in two days, when the Daoist friend is healed, we will take the Daoist back to the sect, and the Daoist friend will cultivate first. As soon as the words fell, Tang and Huang left.
"Senior brother, why do you want to bring this kid, this kid is just practicing qi cultivation. Outside the house, Huang Kai had some opinions about Tang Yun's approach.
"Haha, junior brother, you are still too young, what is the point of promoting a random person? That kid is just practicing qi cultivation, and he actually dares to go to the mausoleum to win the elixir, but he is a bit bold. ”
"That's because he doesn't know whether he lives or dies, and he doesn't know what to do, if it weren't for us ......," the conversation outside the house faded away.
"Hidden Four Spirit Roots, then why is my cultivation speed so fast, it's really strange, if you have a chance, let's ask someone again, fortunately, I didn't disclose this matter just now. Inside the house, Wang Linchuan closed his eyes again and fell asleep, he was really tired.
The next day, Wang Linchuan woke up, he felt much better, and now he was full of energy and in good condition, so he got up and sat up and vomited.
Strange to say, he didn't use that sword this time, he had almost forgotten it in the past two days, the sword in the cloth bag was as usual, there was nothing abnormal, and he had to give up the idea of exploring.
After noon, Lu Feiyun and Huang Ren came to him, he lifted the ban easily, and by the way, he gave the two of them some refining healing pills, and the two of them were grateful again, and finally left happily, this time they finally regained their free bodies, how could they not be happy?
On the third day, Tang Yun and Huang Kai came to Wang Linchuan, Wang Linchuan stepped forward to pay respects, the two returned the salute, Tang Yun said: "Fellow Daoist, but what is there to forget?"
"No, I'm ready, can we go. Wang Linchuan asked.
"Okay, fellow Daoist, get out of the way first, and let me perform my Imperial Artifact Technique. After finishing speaking, Wang Linchuan let go of a distance, Tang Yun clenched his right hand into a fist, only stretched out his index finger and middle finger together, and then mobilized his spiritual power, and with a slight wave of his right hand forward, a sword slowly changed from small to large, to two feet wide, and about seven feet long, it no longer changed, and hung low in the air.
Tang Yun jumped up skillfully, on the sword body, Tang Yun motioned for Wang Linchuan to come up to the sword, Wang Linchuan understood his meaning, stepped up to the sword, and turned his back to Tang Yun.
The sword hung in the air very smoothly, and it did not fluctuate because of the weight of the two people, Wang Linchuan saw this method for the first time, and secretly said that he was surprised, but he didn't expect the sword to be used like this.
"Stand firm, let's go!" didn't see Tang Yun move, the sword quickly rose to the clouds, and soon, Wang Linchuan and Tang Yun crossed among the white clouds.
After all, Wang Linchuan's cultivation is still shallow, and he was soon dazzled, a little unsteady on his feet, and almost fell from the top of the cloud several times, thanks to that Tang Yun, he slowed down his speed, which was regarded as taking care of him.
Huang Kai was sitting alone on a square plate, at this moment, he also came to Wang Linchuan and them, and after seeing Wang Linchuan's various actions, he shook his head helplessly: "If I were you, I would close my eyes at this time, and then mobilize the spiritual power of my body to guard my mind." Then the envoy left them first.
Wang Linchuan got this, according to what Huang Kai said, closed his eyes, felt the fluctuation of the airflow, and only heard the sound of "whirring" in his ears, and nothing else.
He mobilized the spiritual power of his body again, and it was running, and at this time, his mind gradually stabilized, and he was no longer turbulent, making people feel depressed and nauseated.
Wang Linchuan couldn't help but be secretly grateful, it was much more comfortable now, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes again.
He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would be disturbed by external objects that would disturb his peace and cause all that he had done to come to naught. Simply, he closed his eyes all the way, and at the same time, he was constantly practicing qi, and he felt that Tang Yun had accelerated the speed of the sword's movement again.
After an unknown amount of time, he felt the sword stop, and opened his eyes.
The sword still hung in front of the white clouds in front of them, but one of them blocked the way in front of them.
That person was also dressed like Tang Yun, but his eyes were much more gloomy, and his face was withered, as if a mortal was addicted to wine and overindulged.
The man spoke: "It turned out to be Elder Tang, forgive me for being clumsy, Elder Tang has accepted a good apprentice!"
"This person is not an apprentice I accepted, but he was found on the road and brought back to the sect to serve. ”
"Oh, I see, then I wish this little brother a good service in the sect, haha!"
"Farewell!" Tang Yun finished answering, and left without looking back, the two obviously did not deal with each other, and Wang Linchuan did not dare to ask for a while.
"That person just now is the deacon elder of the sect, named Sima Yun, his father is Yuanying Xiuwei, the elder of the sect, hum, isn't there a good father, what's the big deal!"
"Ah......" Seeing an old man in a sixtieth year who was as angry as a child, Wang Linchuan looked sideways for a while.