Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 598 Out of the Illusory Array
Zhan Changfeng pondered for a while. Before she recovered her memory, she would occasionally hear a few legends and anecdotes about seeking Taoism. Pang Ye, who was doing business with her, once gave her a collection of herbal medicines and told her The above herbs can only be found everywhere, and each plant is priceless.

Looking at it now, this book is actually a collection of spiritual herbs.She went into the deep mountains several times and encountered fierce beasts that were very different from mortal beasts. Thanks to her lack of memory and strength, she was able to escape from death every time.

So before she had no memory, she had already figured out the matter of cultivating Taoism.Just ask now.

She feels that this illusion is to some extent like a half-set script, and the other half needs to be explored and discovered by herself.

"The conditions for joining?"

Pang Ye clapped his hands together, "I don't know, I'm just a long-term worker at the bottom, how can I know the things above, but one thing is obvious, you must be a monk if you want to join."

"Then its address?"

"Yo~ This is the fourth question." Pang Ye smiled shrewdly.

Zhan Changfeng, "[-]% off."

"Twenty percent off!"

"[-]% off."

"Thirty percent off!"

"[-]% off [-]% off."

"No, I said, why are you still getting a price increase!" Pang Ye exclaimed.

"I'll give you a [-]% discount, or I'll ask someone else."

"A profiteer." Pang Ye bitterly accepted the previous herbal medicine, and then replied slowly, "Basically every county-level area has its branch, you will see it when you go, and you can go to it if you are not a member Buy and sell inside."

Zhan Changfeng smiled, as if a black crane had spread its wings in the deserted wilderness, "But I didn't believe it."

"How do you know to rely on faith?!"

"Do you really have to rely on faith?"

Pang Ye had a bitter face, he was careless, he was cheated, and he planned to play tricks on her to make her run into a wall.

Ascetics are rare, not to mention she is not a cultivator now, so it is reasonable to ask for faith, "What is faith?"

"It is said that you need to be recommended by the members inside, or to be recognized by the Yunshui Society." Pang Ye sighed, "There is another way, monks who have successfully cultivated in Chuyuan Academy can be directly recommended. Shuihui, the only chance is to find Chuyuan Academy."

Zhan Changfeng nodded, "Where is Chuyuan Academy?"

"Why do you still ask about the addiction? I'm a shopkeeper. I really don't know much about those things. I've told you everything I can tell you."

Pang Ye took two steps back and forth, "Oh, you are also kind. For the sake of our two years of friendship, I will help you once. The boss will send someone to collect the money the day after tomorrow. The person above is different from me. True monk, let me see if I can give you an introduction."

"Thank you in advance, shopkeeper." Zhan Chang reciprocated and sold all the herbal medicines to him at [-]% off.

After leaving the pharmacy and entering the busy street again, she couldn't see the mysterious alley, so she didn't care, and went back to the village first.

"Come, your noodles." The old man put a bowl of steaming noodle soup on the wooden table and hurriedly greeted others.

The bright woman at the table lowered her head and recorded on the brass mirror, "If you can't enter the alley, ask the Yunshuihui and Chuyuan Academy from the shopkeeper of the medicine shop."

What happens if you enter the lane?
You will meet monks and know the existence of Chuyuan Academy directly, but you will not know the existence of Yunshuihui.

Failure to enter is a missed opportunity.

But what she looked at was this person's attitude, she turned a blind eye to the mystery, was she cautious, or was she out of curiosity?
The bright woman reserved her comments on this point, but she was able to find the traces of cultivation from the clues of the past, and she took the initiative to ask the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, which is worthy of recognition.

This shows that she chose to cultivate the Tao, not by mistake.

On the day when the owner of the pharmacy sent someone to collect the money, Pang Ye introduced Zhan Changfeng to a horse-faced monk.

Holding his airs, the horse-faced monk took out a compass to measure the bones, raised his chin and said, "Let's see what your general aptitude is first."

Zhan Changfeng put his hand up, the compass glowed brightly, and the horse-faced monk nodded in surprise, "At least it's top-grade, you can practice and practice, you clean up, follow me tomorrow, and I'll take you to the academy."

Zhan Changfeng played the role of himself who lost his memory, and asked, "I still have a master who needs to be supported, and I can't leave now. Can the Taoist priest tell me the location of the academy?"

"Only monks can find the way to the academy. It's useless for me to tell you. If you don't come with me now, you won't have a chance. I won't come here again until three or five years later." The horse-faced monk said solemnly, "First Yuan Academy is the highest school in the world of monasticism, and most of the leaders of various sects and sects come from it. It took 300 years to recruit disciples. You are lucky, this year is its recruiting year. With your qualifications, you can Go in, and if you miss it, it will be a lifetime, so think about it carefully."

Zhan Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and found that he really couldn't act entangled, so he could only use silence instead of a few breaths, and then said, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. I promised to give my master a pension and I won't break my promise. I think so." It’s out of the question.”

"There has been a long delay."

She returned to the village again and continued to live her previous life. Time passed year by year. Even though she knew it was an illusion, it was still quite novel to watch herself grow old.

The pharmacy in the middle was closed, and she never saw Pang Ye and the horse-faced monk again.

Twenty years later, Lame Luo died.

The illusion is not over yet,
It's been so long that she suspects that her choice is wrong. Maybe this is not a trial at all, but a prison trap.

She left the village to travel around. On the other hand, she also wanted to find the eyes of the formation, and was prepared to forcibly break the formation when necessary.

Fortunately, the bright woman stopped her indirectly, "It is easy to keep promises for a while, but it is difficult to keep promises for a lifetime, and it is even more difficult to not regret after making a choice."

After the conclusion, she took out the compass, and turned the pointer several times with her fingers, "Next is the third level."

Zhan Changfeng, who was separated by a mountain from her, was dizzy, as if a voice said to her, "60 years have passed".

Zhan Changfeng opened his eyes again and found that he was back in the village, basking in the sun in the courtyard, with no strength in his body, and it would take a long time to stand up.

It is true that 60 years have passed, and she has become a dying old man.

A man and a woman were arguing in the room. One said, "The family can't get rid of the pot, how can you still be alive if you are old?"

A consciousness told her that this was her adopted son and his adopted son-in-law, and also told her that this adopted son was a little beggar she had saved before.

This illusion is quite conscientious, but in the end, she still has to grind her, wanting to see her feel guilty, and then kill herself?

There was still arguing over there, and the arguing turned into crying. The woman said, "The fortune teller said that my son can only live for 20 years. There must be an old man in the family who has taken the life of his grandchildren. What do you want my son to do!"

The man knocked heavily on the table, but there was no sound.

Zhan Changfeng didn't listen to their quarrel and suffering, and after a while, the adopted son silently carried her into the mountain in the middle of the night, and ran away in a hurry.

The sound of wolves came from far and near, and Zhan Changfeng opened his eyes slightly. She seemed to be really old, and it was difficult for her to open her eyes.

The flesh and blood were eaten away, but the consciousness was still there.

She vividly experienced being bitten to death by wolves, and finally, the "soul" came out of her body.

"How can you not hate?"

Zhan Changfeng looked at the bright woman who came up from the mountain, "Hate is useless, who are you?"

"Congratulations on passing the admission examination. I am your guiding senior sister, Yan Hua." She turned and walked forward, and a paved road appeared under her feet, "Come with me."

(End of this chapter)