Chapter 156: Purple Bamboo Pavilion
Looking at the three huge tents in front of him, Yang Lin thought for a while, then turned back to Chen Asheng and asked, "Chen Asheng, which sect do you think I should go to participate in the Insect King Conference of these three major sects?", Chen Asheng heard Yang Lin ask himself like this, and he was afraid that he had said something wrong for a while, and he couldn't help but squeak a little and couldn't speak.
"But it doesn't hurt to say," Yang Lin looked at Chen Asheng's expression, where would he not know the concerns in his heart," Oh, senior, then I'll say it bluntly, the Insect King Sect is the largest sect in Southern Xinjiang, so most of the time their behavior is to set an example for the monks in Southern Xinjiang, but once there are huge benefits, there will be no monk in Southern Xinjiang who can compete for the Insect King Sect, in case of hunting any extremely rare poisonous insects during the Insect King Conference, I believe that the Insect King Sect will not give that poisonous insect to other monks, and the Insect King Sect has not done this kind of thing once or twice" Yang Lin nodded when he heard Chen Asheng say this, signaling him to continue.
Chen Asheng continued, "The behavior of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave is even more domineering, maybe it is related to the magic skills they cultivate, anyway, most of the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave are very tyrannical, if anyone dares to force something with them, they will definitely not get benefits at that time, even the monks of the Worm King Sect are not willing to conflict with the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave under normal circumstances" Yang Lin couldn't help frowning when he heard that the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Caves were so domineering, Yang Lin had already made up his mind in his heart to try to deal with the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave as little as possible in the future.
"Although the strength of Zizhu Pavilion is a little inferior to that of the Insect King Sect, and even a point weaker than the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, but Zizhu Pavilion is indeed the most mysterious sect in Southern Xinjiang, and the monks of other sects don't even know what type of Zizhu Pavilion's main cultivation method is, and this Zizhu Pavilion is extremely good at planting all kinds of spiritual grasses, and most of the best spiritual grasses in Southern Xinjiang are in Zizhu Pavilion, and it is also because of this that there is no sect in Southern Xinjiang that is willing to offend Zizhu Pavilion, after all, no one wants precious spiritual grass, right? Moreover, this Zizhu Pavilion is also extremely low-key, and the monks of Zizhu Pavilion are also mainly female cultivators, so that most of the monks in southern Xinjiang have a good impression of Zizhu Pavilion" Chen Asheng stopped saying nothing after saying the general situation of the three sects, and obediently stood behind Yang Lin as a wooden man, after all, he was just a low-level monk who followed Yang Lin, and it was Yang Lin who had the final say in which sect's insect king conference he attended.
Yang Lin thought for a few breaths before saying, "Hearing you say this, let's go to the Insect King Conference of Zizhu Pavilion," Yang Lin finished speaking, and then led Chen Asheng towards the tent of Zizhu Pavilion, Chen Asheng followed closely behind Yang Lin, although his face was expressionless, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
As soon as Yang Lin walked into the tent of Zizhu Pavilion, a young female cultivator walked to Yang Lin's side and said softly, "Senior is here, but you want to participate in the Insect King Conference?" Yang Lin took a look at the female cultivator, this female cultivator is very young, but she is not very beautiful, it may be related to the water and soil of southern Xinjiang, the female cultivator's skin is a little dark, and the female cultivator's bracelet is exuding golden light at this time.
The female cultivator couldn't help but be a little shy when Yang Lin stared at her like this, so she lowered her head, "Well, I'm here to participate in the Insect King Conference" Yang Lin also felt that it was a little rude to stare at others like this, so he replied, "Senior, please come with me" The female cultivator lowered her head and said to Yang Lin, and then turned around to lead the way in front, the female cultivator did not dare to raise her head to look at Yang Lin, on the one hand, because Yang Lin was a Jindan monk, and she was just a monk at the peak of qi refining, the two identities were too different, on the other hand, Yang Lin stared at the female cultivator a few times just now, which made the female cultivator think that Yang Lin had some thoughts about her, and the female cultivator of a Jindan monk could not go against it at all, so the female cultivator could only lower her head and pray that Yang Lin would not pay attention to her anymore.
"Elder Qiu, this senior is coming to participate in our Purple Bamboo Pavilion's Insect King Conference," the female cultivator led Yang Lin to a mid-stage Jindan female cultivator and said, "This Daoist friend, this is the first time to participate in our Purple Bamboo Pavilion's Insect King Conference, right?"
Yang Lin hugged Qiu Shuiyun and said, "Qiu Dao friendly, in Xia Yang Lin, loose cultivation, it is indeed the first time to participate in your sect's Insect King Conference" After Yang Lin finished speaking, Qiu Shuiyun also hugged Yang Lin and said, "Welcome Yang Daoyou, I will explain the Insect King Conference to Daoyou in detail later" Then Qiu Shuiyun made a gesture to Yang Lin, Yang Lin followed Qiu Shuiyun to a small room and sat down, Chen Asheng naturally followed Yang Lin, and the female cultivator had already left, she was afraid that Yang Lin would stare at her again.
After Yang Lin and Qiu Shuiyun sat down, a low-level female cultivator sent the spiritual tea, Yang Lin and Qiu Shuiyun drank a few sips of spiritual tea and then put down the teacup, "Yang Daoyou is already a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan at a young age, and he will definitely be an immortal in the future" Qiu Shuiyun said with some compliments, Yang Lin said a few words, "Where and where" and the two of them stopped discussing this topic.
"Okay, now I'll tell Daoist friends about the Worm King Conference in detail" Qiu Shuiyun said, Yang Lin nodded, and Qiu Shuiyun continued, "I believe that Daoist friends know that the Worm King Conference was held by our monks in southern Xinjiang in order to kill those high-level poisonous insects in advance" Yang Lin nodded after hearing this, and Qiu Shuiyun continued" The high-level poisonous insects to be killed in the Insect King Conference, our three sects have already mastered their location, habits, etc., in advance, and the poisonous insects to be killed have been divided by our three sects, don't be afraid that when the time comes, the three sects will fight for the poisonous insects, and most of the poisonous insects killed are also third-level middle and late stage cultivation, and some poisonous insects are reckless alien species, and after we kill the poisonous insects, we will give different amounts of cultivation resources to the Taoist friends according to their efforts" Qiu Shuiyun finished speaking, and picked up his teacup again.
Yang Lin also picked up his teacup and took a sip and said, "Thank you Qiu Daoyou, I understand, but when will this Worm King Conference start?" Yang Lin asked lightly, "There is no fixed time for the Worm King Conference, and when most of the Daoists come, the Worm King Conference will begin" Yang Lin nodded slightly when he heard this, Yang Lin now has a lot of cultivation time, so Yang Lin is not very eager to participate in the Worm King Conference.
Now Yang Lin didn't speak but drank tea slowly, at this time Yang Lin finally had time to carefully observe Qiu Shuiyun, Qiu Shuiyun looked more than thirty years old, and there was no jewelry on his body, but it was well maintained, Qiu Shuiyun may have noticed Yang Lin's observation, so he got up and said to Yang Lin, "Yang Daoyou, please wait here for a few days, and I will send someone to inform Daoyou on the day of the opening of the Insect King Conference." After Qiu Shuiyun finished speaking, Yang Lin got up and sent her out, and after Yang Lin returned to the small room, Chen Asheng, who was like a wooden person, asked Yang Lin, "Senior, what are we going to do these days?"
"Meditation" After Yang Lin said these two words, he took out a futon and sat on a plate and began to cultivate, Chen Asheng had no choice but to sit cross-legged beside Yang Lin and began to cultivate, "Boy, this Chen Asheng is a good material for cultivating the art of forging the body, it's a pity, it's a pity, he has cultivated the practice of the wood attribute of garbage, you must know that his main spiritual root is the golden spiritual root," Lao Jiu said.
"Lao Jiu, can you still see Chen Asheng's spiritual root?" Yang Lin asked Lao Jiu with some surprise, you must know that seeing other people's spiritual roots clearly is the ability of Yuanying Monk, "Cut, Lao Tzu's cultivation back then was thorough, let alone seeing his own spiritual root, even if" Lao Jiu closed his mouth as he spoke, which made Yang Lin, who had always wanted to know Lao Jiu's secret, a little disappointed.
"Actually, I can see that Chen Asheng's spiritual root is not a secret technique, Chen Asheng's physical body has explained everything, boy, wait for your horizons to be broadened, you can naturally see it" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin, Yang Lin opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Asheng a few times, only to see that Chen Asheng's body was huge and muscular, and the rest of Yang Lin really didn't see anything.
"Forget it, let's cultivate with peace of mind," Yang Lin said to himself in his heart, and then continued to immerse himself in cultivation.