Heng Yu is not the fastest person to come out of the secret realm.

But the people who came out in front of her only found an opportunity to break through and are still in seclusion to try to attack the Nascent Soul stage, but she has firmly stood firm in the early stage of Nascent Soul stage and was astonishingly smooth.

"Which senior did you meet in it?"

When only the master and apprentice were there, Youyun asked her out.

Opportunity is unpredictable. You Yun just think about it and knows that Hengyu must have an adventure in the Secret Realm of Chenxi.

"..." Heng Yu took out a crystal clear Bodhi leaf from the storage ring and handed it to Youyun. "It is rumored that after the Buddha founded the Buddha realm, his life span was almost the same as the heavens. He hid in all worlds, and only used Bodhi leaf as his body to incarnate people in the world."

You Yun: "…what does it mean."

"Master, your understanding ability is so poor." Heng Yu disliked it.

You Yun: "...Does your teacher not understand? You can't understand it!!! Ah, you said that the Buddha has entered the Chenxi secret realm, and there are countless Buddhist believers. If he doesn't enlighten his believers, he won't enlighten the light of the Buddhist sect, why are you here?"

"When he saw that I was talented, he asked me to betray the master's principles and turn to his seat."

Heng Yu said half truth and half hypothesis.

The existence did say that if it weren't for her already having a master, he would have wanted to accept her as his disciple.

Hearing this, Youyun changed her sitting position, crossed her legs, Gao Gui let out a cold voice: "Phoa."

His apprentice is good at everything, but he doesn't know how much he weighs.

Heng Yu: "Ha."

Her master is good at everything, but her IQ is not worthy of her.

The master and apprentice's two big eyes were stalemate for a while, and You Yun was defeated first, took out a storage bag and threw it in front of Heng Yu: "This is your thing."

The storage bag in front of me is very simple.

There is no trace of printed patterns on it.

Heng Yu stared at it for a few seconds and said coldly: "My?"

Youyun didn't notice her abnormality and urged impatiently: "It's mine if it's not yours. Come on, take out the things inside quickly."

The Buddhist scriptures before really showed off his face. He wanted to observe how these two young people talked about love.

Heng Yu's hand swept over the storage bag. In a blink of an eye, the storage bag disappeared: "Just come out of the secret realm, Master, I'm going back and have a good rest."

"Huh?" You Yun was confused.

Seeing her leaving firmly, You Yun suppressed the surprise in her heart and shouted behind her: "You have now entered the Nascent Soul Stage and can already break away from the status of the young master and serve as the elder of the sect. If you have time, go to the Soul Pavilion to make the identity of the elder."

Heng Yu did not hesitate, but just raised his hand and waved it: "I know."

Early in the morning the next morning, Heng Yu walked out in the morning light, slowly walked to the Soul Pavilion, and handed over his jade token. Half an hour later, the people from the Soul Pavilion returned the jade token to her.

The jade plaque has changed a lot.

Compared to before, its patterns are more colorful.

The hollow relief of the acacia flower behind the jade plaque is becoming more exquisite, and it is several times more burning than the one blooming on the branches.

From now on, the people of the sect should no longer call her "Lord Lord", but should respectfully call her "Elder Luo".

Putting away the jade plaque, Hengyu left the Soul Pavilion. After wandering outside for a while, she walked into the Sutra Pavilion with the sun.

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Deacon Song is responsible for managing the first floor of the Sutra Library.

He stood by the gate and sorted out ancient books with several inner disciples. Yu Guangsau saw a girl wearing a Taoist robe walking in. He raised his eyes in surprise and instantly recognized Heng Yu: "Lord Lord." He paused, and he laughed, "I've missed the tongue. I just received the notice and have not yet congratulated Elder Luo on his successful advance to the Nascent Soul stage."

Heng Yu did not recognize this deacon in the Jiedan stage, but they were the same classmates. The other party greeted her so enthusiastically, and she did not look cold and said warmly: "Thank you, it just happened to be a little lucky."

Deacon Song asked diligently: "What are Elder Luo looking for? Say it, I'll help you find it."

Heng Yu said: "I want to find a book to grow flowers."

Grow flowers?

Deacon Song was stunned: "Elder Luo is really leisurely and elegant."

"Elegant and elegant?"

Heng Yu repeated this word.

She raised her lips, as if she showed a little smile, but her smile was a little stiff, which made her look inconsistent.

"I'll just go and search for it myself, so don't bother the deacon."

Thanking Deacon Song for his kindness, Heng Yu held Guiyi Sword and walked directly into the depths of the Sutra Pavilion.

When he arrived at the bookshelf, Heng Yu pointed his fingers on the spine and slowly slid over.

One bookshelves, another bookshelves.

She kept walking, searching.

She had a clear and clear purpose, but she looked for it for a long time, looking so confused that she looked like a headless fly who could not find a way out.

After searching, we found it from noon to dusk.

The Sutra Library is about to be closed. When Deacon Song returned the ancient books to the bookshelf, he accidentally encountered Heng Yu who was slowly swaying in the corner. He was shocked: "Elder Luo hasn't left yet?"

Hearing his voice, Heng Yu blinked, as if he had just come to his senses: "The setting sun is setting?"

The voice was a little hoarse, and inexplicably, Deacon Song felt...he saw a little helplessness from it.

But soon, he completely threw this guess behind his mind.

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul who is under a hundred years old, no matter how you look at it, you should be full of energy. How could this kind of helplessness have something to do with this elder Luo?

“Yes, the Sutra Pavilion is about to close.”

Heng Yu nodded.

Her patience seemed to be exhausted, and she casually used her index finger to hook a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Deacon Song: "It's this one, please register it for me, I want to borrow it."

Deacon Song looked down at the name on the cover - "History of Hehuan Sect".

Didn’t Elder Luo just now say that he wanted to find a book for growing flowers?

Seeing the other party's obviously absent-minded appearance, Deacon Song didn't dare to say anything. After taking the ancient books, he hurried back to the gate and began to handle the procedures for Heng Yu.

He didn't move slowly, so he quickly registered and handed the thick and heavy ancient book to Hengyu.

Heng Yu reached out to take it and held the ancient book in his arms.

I don’t know what material the cover of the ancient book is, it looks like a metal and non-metal. When I enter my arms, I just feel hard and cold.

When Hengyu walked out of the gate of the Sutra Pavilion, the milk swallow returned home and gathered together at dusk.

She stood there silently for a while, but she didn't even think about where she should go now.

She was a little shaking, and she didn't pay attention to her feet when she stepped forward randomly. The dignified Nascent Soul monk almost tripped on the ground by the steps.

After staggering for two steps before barely standing firm, Heng Yu turned his head and stared at the stairs, as if he was upset, and bit the corner of his lip: "The design of this stairs is a bit unreasonable."

With this annoyance, Hengyu flew back to Ningyu Peak with his sword.

Youyun and Xiaobai were lying on the top of the mountain to bask in the sunset.

Seeing the fluctuations of Heng Yu's spiritual power, You Yun turned over lazyly, held his cheek with one hand, and looked at Heng Yu with his side, with his eyes narrow and long enough to be a little evil: "Why did you come back so late?"

Heng Yu said seriously: "I am thinking about how to transform the steps in front of the Sutra Pavilion so that it can become more reasonable and humane."

Looking at her looking down and thinking, she didn't seem to be joking.

You Yun: "???"

He really doesn't want to admit that his understanding is not good.

However, he felt that the communication between the master and the apprentice in the past two days was particularly unpleasant.

So he couldn't help but say earnestly: "Good apprentice, can you speak human words?"

Heng Yu sat cross-legged beside Youyun.

Xiaobai seemed to notice that she was not in high spirits and came over to rub her palm.

Heng Yu touched it, took out the "History of Hehuan Sect" from the storage ring, and slowly read it: "Speaking of it, I have never read this ancient book seriously."

You Yun glanced at him and said indifferently: "Your master, I have lived for thousands of years, haven't you seen it carefully." Suddenly, he thought of something, and his whole body was like a cat being stepped on and his tail was blown up, "You-you-"

Heng Yu flipped through what she wanted to see.

There are very few related contents, only two short paragraphs.

"So these flowers are so easy to feed."

A flash of light, an ordinary flower pot filled with soil fell on the open space beside Hengyu and Youyun.

The seeds buried in the soil are half exposed, and they look like a daffodil.

You Yun's pupils shrank sharply, and his face turned pale.

Just as he was about to make a sound to stop him, Heng Yu looked up at him.
To be continued...