Chapter 24: Finger of Nirvana

The Great Elder is now like an ant on a hot pan.

The qualification test for outer disciples is getting closer and closer, but Wang Fuqiang is like evaporating from the world.

It has been a day since this, and they have also turned the eight peaks of the outer sect of Yunling Sect to the sky, but the guy has no trace at all.

Since the entire outer sect cannot be found, there are only two possibilities: one is that Wang Fuqiang has left the Yunling Sect, and the other is that Wang Fuqiang has entered the inner sect.

No matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing.

If Wang Fuqiang has left the Yunling Sect, it will be even more difficult to find Wang Fuqiang; if Wang Fuqiang breaks into the inner sect, Wang Fuqiang, who has no knowledge of Yunling, may break into the forbidden area and may alarm those ancestors. Even if they don’t, they may have friction with the inner disciples. If they don’t do it well, they will have to kill people…

The elder became more and more anxious as he thought about it. After thinking about it, there seemed to be no other way except to report this matter to the real person in the head and use the secret treasures of the sect to search for Wang Fuqiang's traces.

After making up his mind, he asked the elders of the outer sect to lead their disciples to continue looking for Wang Fuqiang, while he went directly to the inner sect.

At the same time, Wang Fuqiang was wandering around the mountains with sweat. He finally found a direction without the blocking of his outer disciples. He originally thought that as long as he kept walking, he could leave the Yunling Sect. Who knew whether he had left the Yunling Sect after leaving this trip, but Wang Fuqiang was lost anyway.

Surrounded by mountains and water, the streams gurgle, and the sun shines through the dense forest, leaving light spots of different shapes on the ground, jumping gently with the breeze.

Along the way, Wang Fuqiang was walking upstream along the stream. Because the downstream was an outer gate, he could only walk upstream. But no matter how he walked, he seemed to be unable to get out of this mountain. The whole mountain was like a natural maze, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

Suddenly, Wang Fuqiang saw a thatched hut by the stream and walked up directly.

If there is a house, there will definitely be someone. If there are someone, there will definitely know how to get out of this ghost place.

The thatched hut is not big, and countless wooden stakes are nailed into the soil as support, and then wooden boards are laid to build a house on the boards, with wood as the main frame and bamboo as the wall.

There are two banana trees planted in front of the hut, but because no one has taken care of them for a long time, it looks a bit messy. In addition, there is a wooden bridge across the stream.

Wang Fuqiang walked across the small bridge, staring at the hut, worried that no one would live in it.

After crossing the bridge, Wang Fuqiang walked to the door along the wooden staircase and knocked on the door without responding.

After knocking a few times, Wang Fuqiang couldn't help but frown and asked, "Is anyone?"

There was a slight noise in the room, and then an extremely old voice said, "Come in."

This person seemed to have not spoken for a long time, so his voice not only sounded old, but also seemed awkward and hoarse, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and pushed the door open.

"Cruff!"

A harsh friction sound broke the silence between the world and made the already heavy atmosphere appear heavier.

In the sun, the dust seemed extremely eye-catching and shining.

What hit me was a strong musty smell, which was extremely pungent.

The whole room gave Wang Fuqiang the feeling of being claustrophobic, dull and solemn. The light was dim. If Wang Fuqiang hadn't been extremely sharp in his vision, ordinary people would not be able to see the situation in the room clearly.

On the wall, there is a narrow window open, and the light in the room is shining in this only window.

There was nothing else in the whole room except a futon under the windowsill.

On the futon, there was an old man sitting. Because the door was opened, the light just shone on him. So Wang Fuqiang could see that it was a pale white-haired old man with a thin face, and his beard should have not been trimmed for a long time. He hung on his crossed legs, looking vicissitudes and embarrassing.

The old man seemed to dislike the sun, so when the light shone on his face, he reached out to cover it, and Wang Fuqiang hurriedly closed the door.

As the door closed, the light in the whole room suddenly dimmed, and the only light was the small window.

Because the light was above the old man, just shining on Wang Fuqiang, it meant that it was dark under the light. So no matter how good Wang Fuqiang had eyesight, he could not see the old man's face clearly in such an environment, and could only see a blurry outline.

Before the old man could speak, Wang Fuqiang said first: "I have seen the old senior."

The old man said "um" and still said in an obscure and hoarse voice: "Is there anything you have to do?"

Wang Fuqiang hurriedly said, "I accidentally got lost in the mountains, so I wanted to ask where this is? How can I leave here? Please forgive me if I disturb you."

The old man replied: "This is Yunling Gate. If you want to leave, you can walk down the stream and leave in about a day."

After hearing this, Wang Fuqiang couldn't help but frown and continued to ask: "Besides this road, there is another way to leave?"

The old man seemed to shake his head: "No!"

Wang Fuqiang suddenly looked discouraged.

The old man asked this time: "Since you have come to Yunling Sect, why should you leave?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and his mind changed rapidly.

Since this place is still Yunling Sect, this old guy is the one from Yunling Sect, and it is even likely that he is the awesome ancestor whom Mr. Ma mentioned.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Fuqiang couldn't help swallowing. Didn't this fucking man just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den?

He hurriedly replied: "I am just a nearby resident who accidentally entered the mountain. He did not intend to disturb the old senior's cultivation. Thank you for your guidance. I will say goodbye now."

But the old man said, "Yunling Sect is a thousand miles away, but there are no ordinary people. Moreover, ordinary people will not carry two monsters and a secret treasure with them."

At this moment, Wang Fuqiang was really scared.

run?

This old guy could see at a glance that the predecessors of Hongling and Bai Zhi must be the ancestors mentioned by Mr. Ma, and it would be strange if he could run away.

beat?

Then forget it, it's just a death sentence.

Even if you can't run away, you can't beat it, and there seems to be only one way left.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Wang Fuqiang knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "It's not that my disciple intended to disturb my ancestor's cultivation. It's really that the elder of the outer sect bullies the people. Since I went up the mountain, I have been working diligently and hardworking, but I was bullied by my fellow disciples. The disciple failed and injured the elder of the outer sect. Unexpectedly, the elder would mobilize all the elders and disciples of the outer sect to kill me. The disciple had no choice but to escape here, and I hope the ancestor would observe it!"

Wang Fuqiang spoke with sincerity and tears, and it was so miserable that he was extremely miserable.

At the same time, in Qianji Building where the head of the inner sect lives, the elder of the outer sect was staring at the light curtain on a high platform, with his mouth twitching!

He never expected that Wang Fuqiang, a little bastard, would actually run to the inner sect and bump into one of the ancestors of the Yunling Sect. He even staged such a tragic drama that was not in line with the facts. What if the ancestor took it seriously, would it be great?

In the light curtain, the ancestor asked, "Are you the boy Jingxuan brought from the world of the demon clan?"

Wang Fuqiang thought for a while and nodded, "I was deceived by that old Wang... the head of the sect. He said that as long as I arrive at Yunling Sect, I can be the head of the sect and enjoy extremely generous treatment. But after he cheated me away, he threw me into the outer sect as a sergeant and never showed up again. I don't have any complaints about my disciples, and I work hard every day... But now the elder wants to kill his disciples, and he really is..."

As he said that, he started crying again, even more unfair than Dou E.

This time, it was the old leader's turn to twitch the corners of his mouth.

This little bastard really dares to say anything, and he sued all the complaints to his ancestors. The key is that even if you sue the complaints, it must meet the basic facts. So many false charges are casually charged and the elders are just stolen. Is it really good?

The ancestor was silent for a while and said, "Go back. Don't worry, the outer sect will not punish you. As for the disciples of the head..."

He paused and continued, "That boy Jingxuan is not qualified enough. If you can pass all the assessments of Yunling Sect, you can come to me directly at that time, I will..."

He paused again and continued, "Let's talk about it then."

At the same time, Wang Fuqiang, the head of Jingxuan, and the elders of the outer sect almost all frowned.

The head of the sect and the elder did not expect that this ancestor would attach so much importance to Wang Fuqiang. Judging from this situation, he obviously wanted to accept Wang Fuqiang as his disciple.

This means that in the near future, Wang Fuqiang will be the same as the true person of the head sect. Not to mention anything else, this generation alone will be enough to make all the disciples of the Yunling Sect beyond their reach.

The head of Sect Jingxuan looked bitter. You know, this would be the result. Before he brought Wang Fuqiang to Yunling Sect, he should have made him become a disciple. Now, it would be fine. After waiting for half a month, he would have made wedding clothes for his ancestors. Isn’t it embarrassing to get along with each other in the future?

Originally an apprentice, he became a junior...

Wang Fuqiang was puzzled by his doubts that he couldn't believe the words of this ancestor. After all, he had been deceived by the Yunling Sect in just a few days.

What kind of ancestors and sects are, the more scary the seniority, the more clever the tricks of deceiving people. I'm afraid I won't know how I die.

However, since this ancestor has said this, it means that he is not in danger of life for the time being. The most urgent task is to leave the Yunling Sect first. As for the disciples of the head, the disciples of the ancestors, Wang Fuqiang doesn't care.

Whenever you encounter something, you must first ensure that your life is safe. This is what the old village chief told him in those years of the demon clan that now that we are in the human race, we have to be more careful when facing these treacherous and cunning guys.

After making up his mind, Wang Fuqiang responded repeatedly, turned around and left the house, then ran far away in one breath, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after confirming that the ancestor was not chasing him.

Damn, dealing with these old guys is indeed a fatal thing.

But just as he survived the disaster, countless old men suddenly appeared around him, some of which he had seen, some of which he had never seen, such as the head of the sect and the elder of the outer sect, among them.

Seeing these people, Wang Fuqiang sighed in his heart, and his heart was ashamed. Sure enough, none of the guys from Yunling Sect are worthy of trust, whether it is the head or the ancestor.

If the ancestor hadn't used his tricks and used his supernatural powers, how could these people find themselves so quickly?

Wang Fuqiang simply raised his head directly, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, as if he was silently declaring: "If you want to kill or cut, just come. If I, Wang Fuqiang, say a word, I, will not be a hero!"

Everyone looked at Wang Fuqiang's generous expression of death and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly. Master Jingxuan looked at the elder of the outer sect and said angrily: "Do you have done the good things you have done yourself."

The elder looked embarrassed and looked at Wang Fuqiang opposite him, and felt even more bitter. Today, this incident made the head master lose a disciple inexplicably. In the future, the old head would inevitably feel resentful to him. He looked at Wang Fuqiang and smiled and said, "You really misunderstood. No one wants to punish you. The reason why I saw you was just to know something from you. But I didn't expect that the elder who conveyed misunderstood my meaning led to you a misunderstanding. This is my mistake. I apologize to you here."

As he said that, he actually gave Wang Fu a forced bow.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said in confusion: "Really?"

All the elders, together with the real person in the sect, nodded.

Wang Fuqiang turned his mind and felt that if these old guys really wanted to deal with him, there was no need to go through so much trouble, but he didn't dare to believe it completely, and said, "Since it's a misunderstanding, then forget it."

After saying that, he looked at the head of the sect and said, "Can I return all my things to me?"

The old master laughed and said, "It's yours and it's yours. No one can move. I have said before that as long as you need it, you can get it at any time. But unfortunately, I'm busy today and didn't bring it with me. In this way, when you enter the inner door, I will definitely give it to you in person."
To be continued...