Chapter 194 Thousand Cloud Sect (10,000 words updated every day to subscribe to a monthly pass)

This seemingly ordinary purple sword light cut an unfathomable stone crack into the stone wall of the opposite cave.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a powerful concealment array here, which could cover up the aura fluctuations in it, I was afraid that this sword would be able to terrify a Qi Refining Stage cultivator who was also the owner of Xuyun Island a hundred miles away.

"The host's day is mourning, and the hostess can return to the way of reincarnation, which is not a good thing for her," Youlan comforted softly.

Youlan and Youruo were shocked by the momentum of this sword and returned to Zhao Di's side.

"Yes, what we sisters think about day and night is to be able to enter reincarnation and get the opportunity to be a person in the next life The hostess is much stronger than us, and the master doesn't have to be too sad" Youruo also wanted to comfort a few words, but as soon as the words came out, it always made people feel that it was not like that. Youlan on the side hurriedly pulled Youruo's sleeve, so as not to make more mistakes and touch more grief in Zhao Di.

For a while, in the cave, everyone was silent, only the rich desolate atmosphere diffused.

After all, Zhao Di has been cultivating immortals for many years, although he is not ruthless and desireless, but his state of mind has long been called an ancient well, even if he encounters such a pain of losing his wife, he only mourned for a few days, and then gradually recovered.

Because he was reluctant, he did not cremate his body and discard her ashes in the sea according to his beloved wife's intentions, but put Yun Mengli's body in a jade coffin made of thousand-year-old cold jade. The temperature of this coffin is extremely low, which can protect its body from destruction for 10,000 years.

Then he built a mound for Yun Mengli based on the mortal clothes worn in front of him, and notified the residents of the island to bury and settle down according to the customs of the local mortals.

Yun Mengli has mentioned many times that this time on the island is the happiest time in her life, and being able to have a well-dressed mound on this island can be regarded as a memorial.

In the past ten years on the island, the reputation of "Mr. Jane" and his wife is very good among the residents, especially those who have handed over their children to Mr. Jane's professors, and they have a lot of good feelings for the two of them. Therefore, after learning the news that "Mrs. Jane suddenly died of a serious illness", they all came to Tingzhu Shushe to mourn. On the day of the funeral, most of the island's residents gathered. Zhao Di was also very pleased to see that these people who had more or less contact with their beloved wives before their lives were able to come here to see her off for the last time.

"Mr. Jane, please mourn and be good. In front of Yun Mengli's mourning hall, an old man of fifty or sixty years old walked up to Zhao Di and flew lightly to this Xuyun Island, but did not go directly to the only monk on the island, the island master during the Qi refining period, but landed directly in the village less than twenty miles away from the study.

With such a close distance, Zhao Di's comments became even clearer, and the fluctuations in the spiritual power of these two people showed that they were both monks in the early stage of foundation building.

Zhao Dizheng guessed the origin and purpose of the two in his heart, but the two of them only stopped in the village for a while, and flew straight towards the location of the Tingzhu Study.

Zhao Di frowned slightly, if he came at him, it would not be two monks in the early stage of foundation building, and with Zhao Di's current supernatural powers, naturally the two monks in the foundation building period would not see any flaws, so he was not alarmed, and continued to explain loudly the meaning of "if you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world".

A moment later, two middle-aged Confucian scholars in clean green shirts, each stepping on a bamboo slip that was a long length of a foot, fluttered and stayed in the air near the listening bamboo study. Both of them have long black hair, and their temperaments are elegant and extraordinary, and even if they walk among a bunch of mortals, they can immediately tell the difference.

"Look at the Immortal Master"

"Senshi-sama"

"Flying in the sky is really an immortal master"

"Let's go and pay homage to the Immortal Master"

Many schoolchildren immediately saw this scene from the doors and windows, shouted excitedly, and then rushed out of the classroom and bowed down at the feet of the two "immortal masters".

Zhao Di also drove out of the study, still holding an old book in his hand, clasping his fists with both hands, bowing down, and said in a sour tone: "Congratulations to the two immortal masters, it is not Jian, but the teacher of this listening to the bamboo study, I don't know what can serve the two immortal masters?" He had already noticed that both of them exuded the breath of a scroll, obviously a Confucian monk, and at the same time, the right chest of the cyan robe worn by the two was embroidered with a bamboo slip-like logo, which was the emblem of the Confucian sect on Qianyun Island, the Qianyun Sect.

The two of them didn't pay attention to Zhao Di, but their eyes slowly swept over the people under their feet, occasionally flashing brightly, nodding, and showing a satisfied smile.

Although Zhao Di maintained a posture of bowing his head and saluting, he did not look directly at the two immortal masters, but their every move naturally fell under the control of his divine sense. He soon discovered that whenever he saw a schoolchild with the breath of a scroll, the two would show a look of joy, and it seemed that these two people had probably come to recruit and select disciples for the sect. It's just that if these two people find out that these people don't have spiritual roots, will they be disappointed? After all, whether or not they have the breath of a scroll, the possibility of mortals having spiritual roots is extremely low

The two of them in mid-air, after scanning the people at their feet, opened their lips slightly and discussed something, but no sound came out.

It turned out that the two of them had arranged a soundproof cover so that the content of their conversation would not be heard by the mortals under their feet.

However, this kind of soundproof cover arranged by a low-level monk had no meaning at all to Zhao Di, who had a strong divine sense, and he effortlessly listened to the conversation between the two of them word by word, clearly.

"Senior Brother Han, this trip was not in vain, there are actually three teenagers who have the breath of books" The monk with slightly narrowed eyes was very satisfied.

"Yes, this is a bit of a surprise to me, I thought it would be nice to have one or two, especially this teacher's book breath is not bad, it seems that he is a reader who only deals with books all his life. The square-faced monk was also slightly surprised, and focused his attention on Zhao Di.

"Senior brother is saying that he wants to take this teacher with him? The above is not an explanation, I met a young man with the breath of books and brought it back, I didn't say that this half-old scholar in his forties also wanted it" The squinting monk questioned, he just wanted to act in strict accordance with the task assigned by the sect elders, and simply completed the task, and did not plan to make his own decisions.

"What I want is the breath of the scroll, and I didn't say that it must be a teenager, but generally speaking, when these mortals grow up, they have experienced too many things in the world, and it is inevitable that they will be more or less contaminated with some vulgar atmosphere, and the breath of the scroll will slowly weaken, so it is difficult for the breath of the scroll to appear in mortals over the age of twenty-five or sixteen. This half-old scholar's book breath is not bad, bringing it back to the sect is just a gesture, maybe there is another reward, if the sect doesn't want it, just dispose of it casually. The square-faced monk was obviously thinking more, and insisted on bringing Zhao Di back to the sect as well.

"Since Senior Brother Han said so, of course Senior Brother agrees" The squinting scholar didn't say much, and smiled slightly.

The square-faced monk paused, raised his hand and waved lightly, removing the invisible soundproof cover, and said loudly at the same time: "Listen, we are people from the Immortal Gate, several of you have immortal energy, and there is a great foundation to be made, and now this Immortal Gate is about to recruit disciples, and this Immortal Master can take a few of you into the Immortal Gate."

The words of the immortal master on the head made these children suddenly boil and explode like water dripping into hot oil to join the immortal gate, it was a beautiful dream that no matter how many times they had it day and night, they suddenly everyone was surprised and nervous, for fear that there would be no place for the "few" that the immortal master said

"You, you, you, and you" The square-faced immortal master pointed at the three of the schoolchildren in mid-air, but the last time he pointed at Zhao Di, "You four have immortal qi and excellent qualifications, you can enter the immortal gate and follow me."

The three children who were pointed out by the square-faced immortal master immediately jumped up excitedly, walked out of the crowd in two or three steps, and stood at the feet of the two immortal masters.

And although Zhao Di was also surprised and happy on the surface, he was suspicious in his heart, these two people didn't even ask him and the three schoolchildren about the spiritual roots, and rashly said that the four of them had excellent qualifications, it was really unbelievable Could it be that the other party is not here, and he does not intend to recruit disciples at all, but under the guise of this irresistible to mortals, he uses this dry person and so on?

For immortal cultivators, what can mortals use? Could it be related to the breath of this scroll? They only pay attention to the breath of this scroll from beginning to end, and don't care at all whether a few people have spiritual roots, it seems that they are indeed rushing here, it is likely that they need to use the breath of these mortals, so they are looking for schoolchildren with this kind of breath everywhere.

Zhao Di combined the conversation between the two and thought about it for a while, and came to the above conclusion.

If his guess was the truth, then after these mortals with the breath of the scroll entered this Thousand Cloud Sect, they would probably be very dangerous and would not return

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