Lin Yang thought for a moment, and the monk's meaning was actually very obvious.
If you want the exercises, you don’t have them.
You can join Xianzong!
If it is true, as he said, that the Dharma is not spread to the outside world, then I am afraid that there are only a handful of scattered Dharma practices wandering in the mortal world, and it is difficult to find them.
Then the only option is to join the Immortal Sect.
But he didn't know much about Xianwuzong, so he hesitated.
But then I felt relieved.
Isn't my purpose from the beginning just to get involved in the path of cultivating immortals? There is a great opportunity in front of me, and I can get what I want, but I suddenly become timid, so what's the matter?
Lin Yang smiled, faced the person in front of him, and then made a deep bow.
"I want to join the Immortal Wuzong."
The monk seemed to have expected that Lin Yang would make this choice. He nodded, then patted his waist and threw a jade bead to Lin Yang.
"Take this thing and after the blood drips, it will guide you to the Immortal Wuzong."
Having said this, he looked Lin Yang up and down again, but because Lin Yang still looked like Dugu Xingcheng at the moment, he couldn't see anything.
"I've given you the opportunity, but whether you can join our Immortal Martial Sect depends on you personally. The journey of cultivating immortals requires understanding and immortality. If you don't have enough understanding, it won't help."
"If you can successfully enter my immortal martial arts, you can come to Jin Guangfeng to find me."
After saying these words, the monk clapped his hands gently and stood up from the ground.
A sharp crane chirp came from the distant horizon, and a tall white crane fluttered down.
"It's time for me to leave now. If we are destined to meet again someday, we can meet again." He jumped lightly and climbed onto Bai He's back.
"May I ask the immortal master's name?" Seeing this scene, Lin Yang hurriedly asked.
The monk stood on the white crane and patted his forehead.
"Look at my memory. My name is Dugu Jinjiu. Please remember it well."
"Dugu..." Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something.
"What is the relationship between the Immortal Master and the Dugu family of Martyr City?"
Dugu Jinjiu smiled, looked down at the entire Martyr City, and sighed slightly.
"His mortal bond must eventually be reunited, and a century-old love is now present."
"There was an old relationship, but the person I was kind to has passed away many years ago, so our friendship is almost the same."
"Although I am Dugu, I can also be Jinjiu."
"gone."
He waved his hand slightly, and the white crane jumped up, flapped its wings, and flew away quickly.
Watching Dugu Jinjiu's leaving figure gradually turn into a black spot and disappear into the sky, Lin Yang just stood there quietly.
No wonder that in the forbidden area of three monuments, the other party would sacrifice his life to save him. It turns out that there is another reason behind it.
He did not believe that there were people in this world who did not care about their own safety and sacrificed their lives for righteousness without any reason. Even if his temperament was like this, he should not be so extreme.
A hundred years of practice could change the life of a mortal. If it were him, Lin Yang thought he couldn't do it.
And Dugu Jinjiu did it. Although there were other reasons, Lin Yang still admired his free and easy temperament.
Looking at the jade beads in my hand, they are about the size of a finger and look no different from ordinary beads.
Lin Yang cut his fingertip, and according to what Dugu Jinjiu said, blood dripped on the beads.
After about a few breaths, the blood seemed to be drawn, penetrated into the inside of the jade bead, and turned into a red line.
The red thread inside the jade bead looks like a small swimming snake, its body is constantly swaying, but its head is always pointing in a certain direction.
Seeing this rather magical scene, Lin Yang paused for a moment. This strong sense of déjà vu...
"Isn't this a compass?"
He looked over it over and over for a while, and determined that it was used in the same way as a compass. He found it interesting, put the jade beads close to his body, and turned around to leave.
On that day, the East District faction of Martyr City announced a major piece of news.
The original leader of the faction, Dugu Xingcheng, has passed away, and the position of the new leader of the Eastern District will be succeeded by Dugu Xingcheng's eldest son.
The struggle for succession between factions often triggers a series of struggles, whether they are overt or covert, or come and go, but these have nothing to do with Lin Yang.
He has completely separated from Dugu Xingcheng's identity. Everyone will think that Dugu Xingcheng has died in the Three Monuments Forbidden Area. Almost no one of the past sect leaders can come back alive from there.
Lin Yang, on the other hand, returned to the Li family on Dongping Street to prepare for his upcoming departure to the Xianwuzong.
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Time flew by and it was a month later.
Scandium Country, because it is vast and sparsely populated, has no control over many places, such as the southern snowfields that are covered with snow all year round, and the Shilong Mountains where land cannot be reclaimed.
Fengjie Mountain is a special place.
Located to the north of the Shilong Mountains, there are no cities for hundreds of miles around, only some small villages living in seclusion in the mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle.
At this time, a tall and sturdy man, wearing black clothes and looking a bit dusty, stood on a large rock on Fengjie Mountain, looking up at the towering peak, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"I've been in the mountains for a few days. It's true that we are here, but there is nothing on this mountain. Is there something fishy about it?"
He looked at a finger-sized jade bead in his hand. There was a thin red line in the jade bead, pointing to the Fengjie Mountain at his feet.
Although this mountain is high, it does not have any of the splendor of the Immortal Blessed Land. On the contrary, at a glance, there are rugged rocks and sparse vegetation.
This man is none other than Lin Yang.
He left the Martyr City, followed Yuzhu's guidance, and walked for a month before finally reaching his destination.
Before leaving, in order to settle the Lin family, he discussed with Lin Muren and asked the Lin family to buy a mansion in the Southern District. From then on, they could stay in the Southern District permanently so that they could be taken care of by the Southern District factions.
With Qin Zhi under the control of the mind control method, Lin Yang would not worry about the Lin family being oppressed by local forces.
With the method of mind control he used, he was confident that no one in mortal martial arts could crack it, and no one could detect it.
But in order to prevent other incidents from happening, he used mind control to erase the memories of those who had seen him kill Ma Qihan when he was in Wanliu City.
Including his father Lin Muren.
Of course, he did this only after obtaining Lin Muren's consent.
After handling some trivial matters, Lin Yang left, but he didn't expect such a scene when he arrived at his destination.
But Yuzhu's guidance was correct, it was indeed here.
This place is called Fengjie Mountain. According to the local people he asked in the small villages surrounded by mountains and rivers, this mountain is also called Wan Zhang Stone and is rumored to be as high as ten thousand feet high.
Although it is an exaggeration, it is enough to illustrate the size of Fengjie Mountain.
But he searched in the mountains for several days and found no traces of the Xianwuzong. Not to mention the Xianzong, he didn't even see many animals.
Lin Yang couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but since Dugu Jinjiu gave him the jade beads, he wouldn't lie to him in such a troublesome way.
"Could it be that the way I use jade beads is wrong?"
He thought about it and felt that it was not the case. After all, if there were other ways to use it, Dugu Jinjiu would probably point it out.
But now there seems to be no other way besides looking for it.
"It would be great if there were some clues." Lin Yang couldn't help but think.
But suddenly, he suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead.
He almost forgot one thing.
That is, he had discovered before that it seemed to be the manifestation of a certain characteristic unique to immortal cultivators, that kind of ethereal aura.
Ma Qihan has it on his body, he has it where the monument is, and Dugu Jinjiu also has it.
Logically speaking, there are many monks in the Immortal Sect, so this aura should be very strong.
This may be the key to whether he can find the location of Xianwuzong!
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