Chapter Nine Heavenly Dao Cycle, Dao Follows Nature
The oppressive feeling on Wang Yuan's body disappeared and he breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately stood up and looked at Wei Meng.
"The journey of cultivating immortality is full of difficulties and obstacles, and many disciples with acceptable qualifications give up halfway." Wei Meng seemed to mutter to himself, and seemed to be talking to Wang Yuan, "Cultivating immortality is to follow the heavens, what does it mean to follow the heavens? Heaven.
Even if you have reached the level of him, how can you say that you should kneel down and worship? Therefore, cultivating immortals should have a proud character, a proud character that will not yield to heaven and earth."
Wang Yuan was listening blankly, but he looked confused.
When Wei Meng saw Wang Yuan's appearance, he smiled indifferently, turned around and bowed to Tang Li, and said, "Master, I will go first."
Tang Li nodded slightly and looked at Wang Yuan with flashing eyes.
"Well, you have to attend the division conference in a month's time." Tang Li said in a low voice, as if he was warning Wei Meng.
Wei Meng snorted lightly, but he did not dare to complain in front of Tang Li and replied: "Yes!"
A thought flashed through Wang Yuan's heart, "What is this master conference?"
The Linyuan Sect is held after recruiting disciples once every five years. This one-month period is a time for each new disciple to become familiar with the sect. After all, in the sect, it cannot be compared with the mortal world.
The mortal world has its own rules, and the immortal sect has its own rules.
At the master meeting, you will see the master and various elders, the sect's esteemed ones, who are usually not visible to these junior disciples.
Elder Luo's expression of regret has not faded away. He wonders whether it is a good thing or a bad thing that Wang Yuan followed Wei Meng.
Afterwards, Wei Meng took Wang Yuan and left the main hall.
The chirping of warblers and birds dotted this vibrant sect, cranes flew leisurely, and small animals jumped in the grass in the distance, chasing each other and playing.
Wei Meng, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Yuan's lost expression, feeling a little confused.
Wang Yuan noticed Wei Meng's gaze and withdrew his gaze.
I saw Wei Meng's hand, and a cheerful little beast in the distance was suddenly picked up by a big illusory hand and held in Wei Meng's hand.
"These beasts live leisurely and contentedly in the sect, but did you know that if you put them outside, they won't survive long because they have lost their sense of competition." Wei Meng threw the little beast to Wang Yuan
in hand.
"Everything has spirituality. If this beast is born in the Immortal Gate, it is an immortal beast. If it is born in the land of demon spirits, it is a demon beast. If it is born in the land of the Demon Abyss, it becomes a demon beast!" Wei Meng didn't know why.
Say so much to this disciple.
Because when Wei Meng was young, Tang Li also said this to him.
"Master, when we see monsters and demon cultivators, should we kill them all?" Wang Yuan looked at the trembling little beast in his hand and asked suddenly.
"Since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between good and evil. Monsters usually do a lot of evil in the mortal world, and demon cultivators are even more rebellious. The things they do are outrageous. As a cultivator of immortals, you will definitely fight to the death if you encounter them!" Wei Meng's eyes grew cold, and his eyes were sharp.
said.
Maybe the little beast felt Wei Meng's sudden aura, and its trembling body intensified, and it started to scream, and looked at Wang Yuan pleadingly. This beast had been in the sect for many years, and was much older than Wang Yuan, so it was already a little weak.
of spirituality.
Wang Yuan smiled, loosened his grip, and the little beast flew down and continued playing with his friends who were hiding in the grass.
Wei Meng continued to lead Wang Yuan through several halls and came to the abyss.
Even those with great supernatural powers are unwilling to descend into this abyss. This abyss has existed since the Linyuan Sect was founded. No one has asked too many questions about when exactly this abyss came into being.
Opposite the abyss is the main peak of the Linyuan Sect. The main peak is filled with smoke and is located in the distance. Wang Yuan's mortal body cannot see the scene over there clearly, but there are bursts of roars coming from it.
The sound made Wang Yuan's scalp numb.
This roar was far stronger than the roar of the beasts on this side of the abyss.
"My master's cave is over there. Today I will show you the way so that if anything happens in the future, you can report it to your master in time." Wei Meng pointed to the front and said softly.
The disciples of the Linyuan Sect all live in Qianshan, which is on this side of the abyss.
Only powerful people can live in the main peak, and the concentration of spiritual energy is also different.
After saying that, Wei Meng put his hand on Wang Yuan's shoulder, and his body floated up, taking Wang Yuan with him into the air.
This was Wang Yuan's second time experiencing flying, but this flight was very comfortable. Wei Meng's spiritual energy surrounded them, and the two of them flew over the abyss.
Wang Yuan couldn't help but look down, it was bottomless! The abyss was also shrouded in thick fog, and he felt dizzy just by looking at it. Now Wang Yuan was just a fifteen-year-old mortal boy.
Soon, when his feet touched the ground again, Wang Yuan was shocked by what he saw.
Two huge white stones several feet high stood on both sides as far as the eye could see. They were engraved with vigorous calligraphy. Although Wang Yuan was illiterate, he felt a soaring aura from them.
"Heaven's way circulates, and the way follows nature!" Wei Meng stepped forward and said with his hands behind his back.
"The way of heaven circulates and follows nature?" Wang Yuan muttered a few words in a low voice, but with his current concept, it was impossible to understand these eight words.
Wang Yuan followed what Wei Meng did and stood there watching carefully.
After a long time, Wei Meng finally moved and walked forward, followed closely by Wang Yuan.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Waves of beast roars sounded clearly nearby, and Wang Yuan's face turned pale. If Wei Meng hadn't been here, he would have retreated at all costs.
Suddenly, the clouds and mist rolled, and a huge black shadow jumped out from among them with a roaring sound!
Wang Yuan stared at the huge beast with wide eyes. The beast was covered in gold, with all four legs on the ground. The whole body was streamlined. At the end of the smooth fur was a huge head, and the connection between the head and the neck was a ring of hair.
It is somewhat similar to a lion, with a circle surrounding it.
The huge head stretched out towards Wang Yuan, approached Wang Yuan with one eye, looked at it, smelled it, snorted, and sprayed Wang Yuan with snot!
Wang Yuan didn't dare to move because his head was as big as one of the beast's eyes.
This beast was familiar with Wei Meng's aura, and there was no dangerous smell on Wang Yuan's body, so he retreated back into the clouds and mist, and then the beast roared again.
"This beast is called 'Touche'. It is an immortal beast captured by the founder of the sect and enshrined in the sect. Even the current leader and those old monsters will respectfully call him "Sir" when they see him."
Wei Meng smiled and explained that his smile was just a slight twitching of the corners of his mouth.
"Master, can a person who cultivates immortality conquer such an immortal beast?" To be honest, Wang Yuan really wanted to get an immortal beast. This was an idea shared by every new member of the sect, and Wang Yuan was no exception.
"Immortal beasts? You really dare to think about it." Wei Meng glanced at Wang Yuan and said, "The immortal beasts in my mouth refer to the spiritual beasts that have been rendered by spiritual energy for many years in the place where immortals are cultivated, and like touching
We call powerful beasts like the Evil Lord spiritual beasts, real fairy beasts that only exist in the fairy world."
"That's it." Wang Yuan said slightly disappointed.
The difference between a spiritual beast and an immortal beast is thousands of miles apart.
Then, Wei Meng took Wang Yuan and continued walking inside.
The main peak has gradually lifted its veil. The main peak is green and full of aura. There are caves opened on the peak. It is not without reason that people who cultivate immortals love caves. Often the spiritual veins are in the peaks. This way, it can be better.
Easily absorb spiritual energy.
Taking one step forward, the soft mist around him dissipated, and there was no more mist in front of him, allowing Wang Yuan to step out of reality from the fairyland he had just been in.
The main peak is not the only peak here. There are four secondary peaks under the main peak, and the four secondary peaks surround the main peak, forming a protective posture.
But these four secondary peaks are not comparable to the peaks of Wang Yuan and other disciples. Their spiritual energy concentration and momentum are far inferior, let alone the main peak.
Looking far away, Wang Yuan saw two figures sitting not far away meditating as he stepped out of the mist.
The Venerable "Zhuxie" outside is the first checkpoint for this Linyuan sect's stronghold. Naturally, there is a second checkpoint. These two people are the ones who shoulder this responsibility.
Suddenly, two powerful gazes appeared. But Wang Yuan had experienced various things today, and he could compare the sense of oppression brought by these two gazes to him. It was not as strong as that of the seven true disciples, including Master Wei Meng.
If even the guards who guard the mountain are true disciples, then the entire Linyuan Sect will be enough to become the leader of many sects in this area.
The two of them were meditating. After Wei Meng and Wang Yuan entered the back mountain, their eyes opened, then they stood up and walked forward.
Xu Shi knew about Wei Meng's arrival, and one of the older men gave Wei Meng a fist, and his eyes showed that he was very respectful.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Wei Meng!" People who cultivate immortals are ranked higher in terms of strength. Although this man is indeed older than Wei Meng, he still calls him Senior Brother.
Wei Meng nodded slightly and said softly: "This is my new disciple Wang Yuan."
Wang Yuan was also smart. He stepped forward and bowed, "I have met my two senior brothers."
At this time, both of them had expressions of surprise on their faces, as if they had heard something strange happen. Fortunately, they finally put their expressions back and secretly said in their hearts: "It turns out that Senior Brother Wei Meng has accepted a disciple. I guess this boy must have something."
Only those who are outstanding will attract the attention of Senior Brother Wei Meng!"
After thinking about it, the two of them did not dare to say anything more in front of Wei Meng and got out of the way.
Afterwards, Wei Meng and Wang Yuan continued to walk deeper, and their figures gradually disappeared from their eyes.
The two ignored it, shook their heads with a wry smile, and returned to the original place to meditate and practice. The naked rules of painstakingly practicing that strength is respected always alerted them.
Wang Yuan looked at the main peak and the four secondary peaks in trance. From the side of the abyss, the height of the main peak covered the four secondary peaks, and there were cranes soaring around the main peak, full of immortal energy.
But upon closer inspection, there was something else. When Wang Yuan was thinking deeply, Wei Meng's voice sounded: "On top of the main peak is naturally the leader's lineage, and in the four secondary peaks live the four strongest elders of our sect.
My master, your master, is right there."
Wei Meng stretched out his hand and pointed at one of the four secondary peaks. There was a look of pride in his eyes. Being able to live on the top of the four secondary peaks and rank among the strongest in the sect seemed to be what Wei Meng aspired to.
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