Chapter 36: There are wonderful guests in the Nine Sons Sect
"Eat one more; no, two." A delicate and crisp voice said.
Then a hearty laughter came: "Take up to three pieces of this 'Little Qingling Fruit' every day. If you eat more than one piece, you will have diarrhea for three days; if you eat two more pieces, your vitality will be sluggish, and you will not have it for five or six months.
It’s rare to come back from practice; if you eat three more pills, your life will be in danger.”
Huang Xiyin's face turned pale when he heard this, as if he was afraid. His outstretched palms also shrank back. But after thinking about it, his eyes were full of suspicion.
At this time, she was being held in someone's arms. The person holding her put a bunch of red fruits, which were slightly larger than red dates, into his sleeves and hid them.
But Gui Wujia was more than ten feet away, standing still and concentrating, watching the wonderful scene of the giant boat speeding by.
The speed of the giant boat was much faster than that of the green beast. After it was running at full power, outside the two layers of light, no matter the thick clouds or mist, the mountains, rivers and the earth, all turned into chaos, and it could no longer be seen.
Use your eyesight to distinguish reality from reality.
However, there are still many people watching from the railing. What they are happy to see is a wonderful scene of colorful flow and five-color changes, as if passing through the stars.
But the person holding Huang Xiyin in his arms at this time was not blameless, but Gongyezhou.
The moment he boarded the giant boat, Gui Wujiu felt that the Supreme Master Tianxuan of the Holy Cult's ancestral court seemed to have glanced at him inadvertently.
If Gui Wujiu had not truly advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm and his merits had deepened, he might have been identified.
After thinking about it and understanding the reason, Gui Wujiu used a trick to get Huang Xiyin to get closer to Gongyezhou, and then he got rid of the man's attention.
A hundred feet away.
A tall, thin old man with a square scarf on his head stood at the head of the giant boat. Although others could not see his gaze, his thoughts and thoughts had been hanging on Huang Xiyin for a long time.
This person's name is Cong Fuji, and among the great powers of the Tianxuan realm in the Holy Sect's ancestral court, he is considered to be a person with quite extraordinary cultivation. Even if his Taoist practice is not among the top ten, he is still among the top fifteen.
After everyone from the Red Mei Tribe boarded the boat one by one, no one could escape his discernment. In an instant, he caught sight of a teenage girl among them. She had strange bones and smart talents that were beyond ordinary.
Cong Fuji originally thought that this was a member of the family of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, but after looking at it for a while, it didn't seem like it - this little girl seemed to be a talent found by the master of a certain sect in the Chimei clan.
The Chimei clan has always followed the path of opening their doors wide and following the path of good deeds. There are countless followers of Zhi Fuying. Even if there are only one or two cultivators, it is not unusual.
Since returning to the machine, I have developed a love for talents, and I am planning in my heart. After this conference, whether I can reach a deal with the Red Mei Clan and exchange this little girl back into the Holy Cult.
This idea seems to be whimsical. The Red Mei clan and the ancestral family of the Holy Religion are hostile, so how can they easily poach people?
However, Fu Ji has a very in-depth understanding of the inheritance of the Chi Mei clan.
The top inheritance, magical powers and secrets of the Chi Mei clan are closely related to the inheritance of the sixteen talents. Even though it has recruited many people to practice Taoism, the sophistication is far from being compared with the direct descendants of their own clan; it is not even enough to compare with those gathered by the Chi Mei clan.
The other demon clan methods are comparable.
Because after all, there is a level of cultivation boundary between human cultivators and demon cultivators; if the two sides are of the same level, their combat power is quite different, and clinging to them as branches and wings will actually have little effect; if they are condescending and assisting those with less merit,
Face can never be lost. Therefore, although the Chimei clan is famous for accepting hundreds of tribes and forging alliances, the importance of human cultivation is not high.
If the holy religion pays a certain price, it may not be unable to succeed.
It has been more than 14,000 years since he returned to Taoism, and his Taoist heart has long been cultivated to the state where the ancient well is unruffled and everything is the same. But after he took a look at Huang Xiyin, his heart was like a cat seeing a live fish.
, there were waves, and my heart was itching unbearably.
As for not assigning blame, after practicing to a certain level, it seems that there is a lot of ingenuity and inefficiency. After returning to the machine, I did not explore it carefully, but ignored the past.
Huang Xiyin was very alert, and while trying to get some advantages from Gongye Island; at the same time, with a clear mind, she could vaguely feel that the old man standing at the head of the boat seemed to have deliberately or unintentionally dropped his energy to approach him. At the moment, he recalled it carefully and put the blame on him.
As she said, she secretly thought that it would be better not to fall behind.
It flew like this for three days. At the end of the fourth day, the big boat suddenly slowed down and came to a slow stop.
Donghua Jietian belongs to the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven Channel that connects Donghua Jietian and the Ancestral Court. There are twelve large teleportation arrays under it. This airship is the access vehicle to one of the teleportation array nodes. We are going back today.
The goal is exactly one of the twelve teleportations, leading to the place where the grand event begins. It takes a total of seven days before and after.
Halfway through today's journey, I stopped for some reason.
Gui Wujiu, Gong Yezhou, Shen Tuhong, and Zong Zhengsi, a group of more than thirty people, walked out of the door together, stood on the deck of the giant boat, and watched quietly.
However, most people, including Gong Yezhou, obviously did not know what was happening. Only Shen Tuhong and the other two looked calm, as if they had received the news and had been prepared.
At this moment, two light masks opened, and five or six figures escaped calmly from the distance.
The first one is middle-aged, with a simple and clean face, and a dark linen scarf like a fishing net on his head. Judging from his cultivation level, he is probably at the Buxu realm.
There followed four people. Except for the first one who was very young, the rest all looked to be about 20 or 30 years old and had cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm. After boarding the giant boat, they looked around, seemingly curious, but
Some restraint.
The last person did not board the boat, but was hovering three to four feet away from the side. This person's appearance combined the appearance of heaven and earth, and turned out to be a being in the Tianxuan realm.
However, this Tianxuan Master clearly looks to be in his forties or fifties, with bright cheeks, but a few wrinkles on his forehead; although most of his hair is black, it is slightly white at the ends.
Gui Wujiu felt keenly that this Supreme Master of Heavenly Profound Realm had a hint of sluggishness, as if his life span was numbered.
Even in terms of merit and deeds, this person is not considered a strong one among Tianxuan Shangzhen.
He hurried up from the machine, bowed solemnly, and whispered to the middle-aged man for a while.
These two people did not use the secret technique of sound transmission, and they could hear it from a distance. It seemed that the man was entrusting the Holy Cult to take care of his disciples. From the moment he returned to the machine, he was full of promises, without any slightest hesitation.
The middle-aged Tianxuan Shangzhen did not stay on the boat. After explaining everything, he smiled calmly and left.
Shen Tuhong unknowingly stood in front of Gui Wujiu and said calmly: "In this flying boat, apart from my Chimei clan members, there are two other groups of people going together. One of them is a Taoist sect; as for the other
This group of people is neither a human cultivator nor a demon cultivator, but two special guests. The few people in front of me must be one of them."
"We are both humane sects, so friends of Wen Dao should be very interested in this coming person. After all, it is very likely that this is a hidden sect that lives outside the sight of your alliance, but has a relationship with the holy religion."
When Gui Wujiu heard Shen Tuhong's words, his heart moved. But after thinking about it, he didn't quite believe it.
The reason is also very simple. Although the giant boat covers a wide area at this time, it is still within the Donghua Jietian area, and the distance from the Yunzhong Sect is not too far. If such a hidden sect is really hidden, hundreds of thousands of
years, it should have been included in the sequence of Liuhuang Dimai.
After the middle-aged Tianshangzhen left, the flying boat set sail again. After the light mask appeared, the colorful sight of the rainbow immediately attracted several people who had just boarded the boat.
However, when the rest of the people were lingering on this scenery, a clear voice suddenly came: "Grandpa, isn't this big ship specially made to pick us up from Bitao Mansion?"
The one who spoke was the youngest of the four Nascent Soul cultivators on the newly arrived boat. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were blinking, full of curiosity.
However, although he looks young and innocent, he is still at the Nascent Soul realm; and his skills are very pure, not weaker than the three mature-looking people behind him.
Regardless of whether he is blameless or a true descendant of the Red Mei clan such as Shen Tuhong, you can't help but smile when you hear his words.
A person behind the young man coughed and pulled his sleeve.
The expressions of the other two people were also a bit unnatural, revealing a bit of embarrassment and disgust.
The leader of the Buxu Realm took a step forward and was about to accuse him. However, he laughed and waved his hands repeatedly.
The title "Grandpa" was also very unfamiliar to him, but he seemed to quickly fall into that kind and gentle character after returning to the machine. He smiled and said: "The first person to get on the boat was the fellow Taoist from the Chimei clan. In addition to
In addition to your two families, there is another lineage of Taoists who want to take this boat and travel along the way in two days' time."
The young man said in surprise: "This is a sect? The Red Mei Clan? What kind of sect is this? There are so many people?"
As he spoke, he jumped up and down, walked to the front in three steps and two steps, looked at Gui Wujiu and his group of more than thirty people for a while, and counted in his mouth: "One, two, three, four..."
"The first eleven people are from a demon clan, I recognize them. The people behind are the helpers you invited. They temporarily used your family's name to build up their reputation, right?"
This young man said he was confused, but he was also smart. After hesitating for a while, his eyes fell firmly on Shen Tuhong and Zong Zhengsi, and he seemed to have clearly seen that they were the leaders of the Red Mei clan.
Gong Yezhou only found it funny, took a step forward and said, "May I ask this Taoist friend Gao's name?"
The young man was startled, but then he understood and said, "Are you asking for my name? My name is Lin Wen."
Gongyezhou smiled and said: "I'm Gongyezhou. Fellow Taoist Lin Wen is so polite."
Lin Wen opened his eyes wide and saw Gong Yezhou's movements clearly, and returned the favor in the same way.
Gong Yezhou asked calmly: "I wonder how many disciples there are in the Bitao Mansion of your sect?"
Lin Wen touched the back of his head when he heard this and said: "When Lin Wen first joined the sect, there were four people; now there are nine people. I heard from the master that our Bitao Mansion has a deep foundation and is better than anyone in the monastic world.
Ninety-nine percent of the sect has been conquered."
He glanced at the Red Mei Clan and his group with clear eyes, and added: "It seems that your Red Mei Clan is so prosperous and powerful that it must not be within the 99% range."
From Shen Tuhong on down, everyone in the Chi Mei Tribe finds it funny.
This flying boat was originally stuffy, but with the addition of a character like Lin Wen, it seemed like there was an extra pistachio.
But Gui Wujiu's mind was sharp and he instantly thought of a detail.
Assuming that Bitao Mansion is a small sect with only nine people, even if there is a Tianxuan Shangzhen to protect it, it will not lose its identity as a hidden sect. However, when this holy sect returned to the machine and talked to the true words of Bitao Mansion, it was extremely solemn.
, not daring to be rude at all, so where does that come from?
The Holy Sect is so powerful that even if it communicates with the Yin Sect Alliance, it will not look so good.
It should be noted that the life of this Supreme Master of Bitao Mansion seems to be approaching, but in terms of his merits and deeds, it is far from comparable to Cong Fuji.
I immediately made up my mind to find a place to start and get in touch with this mysterious sect.
The leader of a group of five people in Bitao Mansion, the Buxu realm monk, could no longer bear it. He came over to apologize first, and then said to Lin Wenyan: "Master Lin, the strength of a sect is not determined by the size of its population.
, and among the higher and lower levels of Taoism, there are countless disciples from outside sects who are far superior to ours, so don’t make a fuss."
Lin Wen nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that Lin Wen was sincerely convinced, the Buxu monk seemed to feel relieved. He turned back to the three disciples and whispered something.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wen's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "That's right. According to what my uncle said, even though your Chimei clan has a large population, it may not be one of the hundred members of our clan. In terms of Taoism and deeds, regardless of the number of people... then only
Only after fighting each other can we know who is superior and who is inferior."
Gongyezhou laughed twice and said, "Do you want to make a gesture with me, fellow Daoist Lin?"
"you?"
Lin Wen was stunned, and then said seriously: "That's fine."
Gui Wujiu smiled slightly and shook his head secretly. Even if he fought against Gongyezhou in person, he wouldn't be able to win much unless he used the "Moro Power Realm" or the "Kong Yun Nianjian". Although this Lin Wen has excellent qualifications,
The foundation is solid. But the distance from crossing the barrier of a human-monster realm is still far behind.
Sure enough, Lin Wen slapped his forehead and shouted: "I forgot that there is such a thing. If I fight you directly, I can't beat you."
As he spoke, he quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, took out a light yellow pill, and said: "You take this medicine, and I will fight with you."
After thinking about it, he added seriously: "Don't worry, the medicine is good medicine and there is no harm in taking it."
The Red Mei tribe is all laughing and crying. You, a stranger, take out a pill and teach others to take it. How can others agree?
The Buxu monk in Bitao Mansion had a stern look on his face and was about to step forward to stop him. However, Cong Fuji smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Don't worry, nephew Ning Xian. It's okay."
Zong Zhengsi stepped forward and took the elixir with a smile. A dim blue light suddenly appeared in his palm and enveloped it.
After more than ten breaths, Zong Zhengsi said confidently: "It is a pill that can reduce the magic power to the level of a human cultivator at the same level. Little Brother Lin Wen's pill is indeed not bad, and it is fair. Which junior brother comes forward to fight with him?
Ichiban?"
Shen Tuhong said to Gui Wujiu: "Tracing back to the origin, deciphering the secrets and breaking the falsehoods, this is the method of the 'secret' sect of my clan Zongzheng senior brother, and it is undoubtedly reliable."
Gongyezhou was about to take over the job and start a good fight. But there was another person beside him. He quickly reached out and grabbed the pill, raised his neck and swallowed it in one gulp.
The newly promoted Dingmen gate chief and the public chief are thick.
ps: I suddenly became serious today. I felt dizzy going up and down the stairs in the morning. I originally wanted to ask for leave, but in the end I managed to get a lower allowance and save a leave request note. I really tried my best.
However, the real cause seemed to be found at night. It seemed that it was not anemia, but symptoms such as dizziness and nausea caused by the cervical spine.
After a period of massage and exercise in the evening, I did improve a lot and my spirit recovered a lot.
In short, there are twists and turns. If the cause of the disease is really found, the final result will be good.