Taoist chanting

Chapter 926

Shui Qingru, who returned to the sect, rarely went out, and stayed in the quiet courtyard to practice.

The Thunder Beast she kept in captivity had lived in the small space on the cliff's ancient scripture wall for decades, and was forced to confine her feet to retreat. With the huge energy nourishment accumulated by Mrs. Jingmei for many years, she had already advanced to the fifth level. As soon as the little guy came back, he went to the Beiyan forest. Lai is in the Juyi Hall, which is equipped with a thunder-inducing array to gather energy, and is accompanied by the simple and honest Lu Huan.

A few days later, when Tu Kun and Lu Zijin came back from Jingzhou, the sudden collapse of the cliff's ancient scripture wall became an unsolved case.

There are chaos everywhere, and low-level monks often suffer from mental breakdowns and massacres in downtown areas, or massacres in remote villages. It is impossible for the Dao Lu Institute to spend too much energy on a case that even the Great Celestial Master can't figure it out.

Maintaining stability in various places and going through this extraordinary period has become the consensus of Daolu Institute, local Daolu branches and various sects.

Zhang Xuanan replaced his senior sister in charge of the arrest department. He has been quite busy in recent decades. He recruited fourth- and fifth-tier masters from the sect to enrich the arrest department. According to the news, when he learned that his senior sister had left the customs, he deliberately returned to the Zongmen from the capital, had a secret conversation with his senior sister for half an hour, and then returned to the capital to continue to manage the arrest department.

Shang Qingyun, Qian Jing and Yan Jing made an appointment to come to visit, chat and drink tea with Shui Qingru.

There was a lot of chatter, and I don't know how to get to the topic of ascending to the upper realm in 30 years. Shang Qingyun sighed: "My family is unlucky enough. He failed to pass the level twice. How can I think about the future?"

Qian Jing and Yan Jing gave a few words of relief, they had heard too much of Shang Qingyun's bitterness.

At the current stage, there are many unsatisfactory and impetuous people, and there have been a few disturbances in the fairy temple, but they were quickly suppressed.

Shui Qingru listened for a while, the sisters used to worry about family affairs and their hair turned white, she suggested from the perspective of others: "The war between the human race and the monster race in the Nanyuan Continent is much weaker than before, why don't you let Senior Brother Wei go and participate in the training of the war, Maybe there is still a chance to break through.”

Otherwise, sitting at home, it is impossible to pass the barrier of life and death no matter what.

A few years ago, under the care of her master, Qian Jing successfully advanced to the fifth rank, and she basically had no worries. She said via voice transmission: "Mr. Donkey also meant the same thing. I asked Senior Brother Wei to put him to death before rebirth, but Qing Yun is not at ease. , she wanted to follow, but was severely reprimanded by the head of the mountain."

It is an open secret that the Eastern and Western Continents do not participate in the war in the Southern Continent. The various sects privately send some fourth-tier monks who are looking for breakthroughs to sharpen. But there is one thing, that fifth-tier monks are absolutely not allowed to participate.

Shang Qingyun was speechless, looking helpless as he could not make up his mind.

Yan Jing was a little angry, knocked the teacup heavily, and said: "How long will you be indecisive? Your old Wei was also a tough guy who was killed in a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Old Wei's life..."

Qian Jing hurriedly called out: "Quiet."

Bad luck is unpredictable on the battlefield, if something goes wrong, it will be blamed at that time, and the sisters didn't do anything.

"Life and death depend on fate and wealth, you should think about it carefully."

Yan Jing put down a sentence, got up and went out, she looked soft on the outside and just on the inside.

Shui Qingru looked at the sister who covered her face with her hands in pain, and said, "What does Lao Wei mean?"

Qian Jing helped and replied in a low voice: "Brother Wei wants to go to the battlefield to fight. Our sect has gone to nine in a row in the past few years, and four of them have already fallen. One was seriously injured and lost, and even if he came back, he would be useless."

It's a cruel fact that it's not a child's play to go to the battlefield, with your head pinned to your belt.

Shui Qingru is not good at persuading people, she thought that if the master is here, there must be a way, she thought for a moment, and said: "If senior brother Wei goes, I can give him three sword qi to protect him."

She can only help here.

The war in Nanyuan Continent may have stopped as soon as it said it, Senior Brother Wei had to hurry up to go.

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In the cabin of the sunken island under the sea, Zhang Wenfeng sat opposite You Lao who had returned from a trip.

"All the evidence points to Qi Qi from the Nanyuan Continent. He obtained the heavy sword from Meteor Lake. The war between the human race and the monster race is inseparable from him. The old man said long ago that the Meteor Sword and the The weapon spirit called Jinzhe is a thing that hurts people, and nearly ten thousand years have passed, and it is still a dog that can't change it and eat shit, lest the world will not be chaotic."

You Mengchang handed the temple master a thick dossier, which was the evidence that the Immortal Temple's Opportunity Hall dispatched a large number of spy monks and spent decades trying to find evidence.

Zhang Wenfeng was quite impressed with the taciturn and kind-faced monk who followed Wei Ran, flipped through the file, and asked, "Does Wei Ran know?"

"It is possible to know something. Wei Ran is not a good thing, he is like a sheep, or else Nanyuan Continent would not be chaotic."

Yumengchang said with a sinister smile: "The current chaos can't be stopped even if you want to stop it. The sect forces in the East and West Continents, the Vast Continent, and the Tiangan Continent have already used it as a sharpening and killing field. Far away, as long as you don't burn yourself, no matter how many people die in the Nanyuan Continent, no one will care about it, and it's called obeying the will of heaven."

Zhang Wenfeng spent some time looking through the files, and didn't ask about the Nanyuan Continent anymore. It's useless to talk too much. He can't go out yet, so he asked about the situation of the Fairy Spirit Temple.

"Your great apprentice has already left the customs and collected the ancient scriptures from the cliff. The old man also talked to Mrs. Jingmei. It only took 58 years for your apprentice to practice the exercises before he left, and he practiced back to the fifth level. Compared with She used to dawdle at the speed of the tortoise's practice, which is very different, and the ancient scripture wall on the cliff is very suitable for her."

You Mengchang was filled with emotion.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled happily and said, "Good!"

He is looking forward to the great apprentice's future achievements. No matter how hard he is, the boxing skills and the power of sword intent and rules that he has earned through hard work in the past cannot be lost. A chance can change a monk's life.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng got up and walked through the passage, and entered the next cabin to continue refining treasures.

Another ten years have passed, and the war in Nanyuan Continent is still going on intermittently.

After so many years of precipitation, the uneasiness and fear of low-level monks have been alleviated a lot. Those who should be chaotic have already been chaotic, and those that should be suppressed have been suppressed. Most of the rest are enjoying the last 20 years.

One day late at night, a loud noise suddenly broke out in the waters of Shenyuan Island.

The sea water was boiling and turbulent, accompanied by the howling sword light, a figure pierced through the sky and disappeared into the night.

When the two fifth-rank monks guarding the sporadic island more than a thousand miles away came to check, there was still a frightening sword energy in the air that had not dissipated.

"It's left by the sixth-level sword cultivator, and the sword energy is so strong that it doesn't make sense."

"Could it be a fairy..."

"Shh, you're looking for death, how can you make random guesses without any basis?"

"Yes, brother Hu scolded me very much, my little brother is twitching."

The two turned a blind eye to the turbid and turbulent sea below, let alone dived into the sea to investigate. They turned around and returned to Scattered Island, knowing in their hearts that there was a sixth-level swordsman who had practiced in seclusion in that sea area.

It is very likely that it is the one who has disappeared for decades.

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(End of this chapter)