I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 63
The female cultivator stretched out her slender jade hand, and the palm of her hand was an emerald green leaf with distinct stems and veins, vivid and vivid.

"This is it."

Zhang Zheng looked at the green leaves carefully, but still shook his head, "No."

The nun was stunned almost invisible for a moment, and quickly returned to her normal expression. With her right hand, she folded away the emerald green leaves, smiled and clapped her hands and said, "So, Qingyun is disturbing Fellow Daoist."

Zhang Zheng glanced at her suspiciously and flew away.

The female cultivator who claimed to be Qing Yun had seen her in the team of the Ji family. Why was she stunned when she learned that she didn't have a secret order?
Did she think she deserved a secret order?
Could she be the one who was spying on her back then?

Zhang Zheng landed lightly on the tip of the branch, his clothes moved slightly, looking back at the way he came, he frowned uncomfortably.

……

Previously, there was no one to be seen in the desert, but now he ran into acquaintances repeatedly in the deep forest. Zhang Zheng didn't know if he was unlucky.

Two days ago, she happened to meet the team of Wanxuanmen. Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Fenglai led hundreds of thousands of Xuanmen disciples, as well as a few strange monks she met on the road.

Lin Xiaoxiao is a monk of the Jindan stage, her spiritual sense easily saw through Zhang Zheng's disguise, her face showed a trace of surprise, and she hurriedly called her to go with her.

From Lin Xiaoxiao, Zhang Zheng finally knew what the emerald green leaves were.

Guyuan Secret Realm, the place where Zhenjun Dongyuan left his cave, not only has many rare treasures, but it is also very likely that there is an inheritance left by Zhenjun Dongyuan.

In comparison, the latter is more mouth-watering.

It turned out that less than ten days after entering the secret realm, people got the emerald green leaves one after another. This object fell from the sky without a trace, and no one else could take it.

Every person who gets the green leaf naturally injects a sentence into their minds. This thing is the secret order of Dongyuan Zhenjun's cave.

Only when fifty secret orders are collected can the cave be opened on the top of Cang'er Mountain and the inheritance be seized.

"Junior Sister Zhang, although you have not received the secret order and have no connection with the inheritance, it is good to go to the cave to hunt for treasure after it is opened."

With Lin Xiaoxiao's invitation, Zhang Zheng thought that wandering around like headless chickens in the secret territory would not yield much, so he agreed.

She already has a kung fu master, and she doesn't want to be apprenticed to another master. She has no intention of inheriting Dongyuan Zhenjun's inheritance, but the treasures in the cave can compete.

After following the team for nearly three days, the occasional small troubles encountered along the way were easily resolved, and the group quickly arrived at the top of Cang'er Mountain.

The top of Cang'er Mountain is the most dangerous place in the secret realm. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the misty pines and mountains, and the rime and green waves.

Being in this world, everyone has an open-minded feeling of "being at the top of the mountain and looking at all the small mountains".

After waiting for half a day, nearly 800 people gathered on the top of the mountain. At a glance, it seemed that the two factions of Jinan were all here.

"Friends of Taoism."

Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hands towards the person who came.

The person who came was a female cultivator, and according to her attire, she was a disciple of Si Dao Sect.

Yi Lanshan also bowed back and said: "Friend Lin, the secret order has been collected, and the cave can be opened."

"it is good."

Fifty people walked out of the crowd, flew up and stood in mid-air, and at a glance, their cultivation was advanced, and the lowest was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and there were even a dozen or so people who couldn't see their cultivation clearly, and they thought they were in the Golden Core stage.

This is the pride of heaven...

Zhang Zheng looked up at the group of young talents with extraordinary talents, and his mood was surging like a tide.

The wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, their clothes fluttered, and their black hair danced wantonly, which couldn't hide their arrogant and flamboyant looks, which were as bright as the early sun.

Zhang Zheng closed his eyes, the envy in his eyes gradually faded, his ups and downs calmed down, and when he raised his head again, his heart was like still water.

So what about the geniuses of the sky, and the crouching dragons and phoenixes?

Everyone has their own karma, and no one can walk the road of Taoism in a smooth and smooth way.

She doesn't need to compare with others, let him go wild, let him go high and wide, she will do her own way wholeheartedly, and become young by herself.

The secret order was lifted into the sky, and the light was brilliant. In the nothingness, a cloud gate opened wide, the gust of wind stopped instantly, and everything was silent.

The secret order turned into a stream of light, and escaped into the bodies of 50 people in the air. The next moment, their figures flickered and disappeared, and they had already entered the cloud gate of the cave.

The crowd on the ground suddenly became noisy, scrambling to be the first to fly into the cloud gate, and Zhang Zheng also entered the cave together with the crowd.

All the people on the top of the mountain had already entered the Cloud Gate, and a sudden gust of wind blew up the thousands of miles of clouds. The Cloud Gate shook and disappeared amidst the whistling sound.

……

Donghuajie, Henggu Plain.

The disciples have already entered the secret realm, and the golden gate of heaven has shrunk into a white bead the size of a skull, floating in the air and spinning continuously.

Only the elders who escorted the disciples were left in Pingyuan.

In the past few months, they got together and exchanged a few words occasionally, most of them talked about the good students they had received, and then praised a few words for their outstanding talents, and they got to know each other a lot.

"Whenever the Order of Shanhai is born, these generations of disciples are endowed with great talents and come out in large numbers."

Liu Ruqing thought about the young disciples of Wanxuanmen's generation, there were five of them who built the ninth-level spiritual altar, which is really amazing, and she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's also considered their good luck. Heaven favors us. I can only blame you and me for not having that destiny and not having a good time."

"Ha ha……"

A contemptuous chuckle attracted everyone's attention.

As if nothing had happened, Ji Sheng played with the clear black jade ring finger on his ring finger, squinted at the Heavenly Gate, and spoke frivolously.

"If you're really lucky, you won't be able to hit this time."

Feeling uneasy in Liu Ruqing's heart, she frowned unconsciously, "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Ji?"

Ji Sheng didn't answer, and took off the wrench finger in his hand without haste, and handed it to Nan Yuanzhang.

"Brother Nan, when are you waiting?"

Nan Yuanzhang's outstretched hand paused, then he took the wrench and held it tightly in his hand.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the air.

Liu Ruqing and Jiang Chaorui gathered together calmly, looking wary.

Daoist Yuan Zhen stepped forward, with an unhappy expression, and asked in a coercive tone, "I don't know what Ji Daoyou and Nan Daoyou are hiding?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Ji Sheng clasped his hands in front of his body, tapped his other arm with one finger, and watched the show in front of him leisurely.

What broke the silence was a dull crackling sound, Nan Yuanzhang spread his palms, and the fine powder was blown away by the wind.

In such a situation, the group of people can no longer sit still, and those who are cautious have already picked up the magic weapon and will stay away from the uneasy place.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Ji Sheng spoke with a smile, her tone was affectionate like whispering on a lover's bed curtain.

At the same time, a dark light galloped towards the fleeing Huang Daoyou. He didn't even use any moves to resist, his body suddenly became limp, and the Nascent Soul exploded the moment he escaped from his body.

Terrified, Yuan Zhen retreated quickly and stood side by side with Liu Ruqing and Jiang Chaorui.

Someone asked loudly: "Ji Sheng! How dare you make an enemy of the cultivation world!"

Ji Sheng glanced at him, the thin lips under the half-mask were pale and cold, "No one has explored the truth about the dead."

As soon as the words fell, the person who asked the question was also reduced to the fate of Huang Daoyou, who was decapitated and decapitated.

Nan Yuanzhang looked at the crowd, but his eyes looked directly at Qingtian through them.

The killing formation poured down, and hundreds of millions of blood-filled swords pointed straight at the people in the formation. The power from ancient times was comparable to the oppression of heaven, and the heart trembled and the soul was lost.

"The big formation has been completed, I, Nan Yuanzhang, am sorry for everyone."

(End of this chapter)