Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 451 Taking over the Lingyan Sect

Seeing that the uncle could listen to what he said, Cao Gongzhuo felt relieved.

"Since I can't travel all over the mountains and rivers of Chongwu Domain, I can only reluctantly go to Hehuan Sect." Cao Gui sighed.

Then he suddenly thought of something and said immediately: "Gong Zhuo, don't think too much. My uncle is not that kind of extravagant, lustful, lustful person. He went to the Hehuan Sect just to visit Brother Zuo An, so that he could be with me." Tell him the great news that his father has given birth to a baby.”

After saying that, he waved his hand to say goodbye, then the sword light came out of his body, floated up, and galloped away, looking impatient.

But before leaving, he sent a message and said: "Gongzhuo, since I can't go, then you can discuss it with a few of the clan's late-stage foundation-building disciples to see if they are willing to take the risk to go to Jiuyuan Tianjian. trip."

Hearing this, Cao Gongzhuo nodded lightly but did not respond via voice message.

Cao Wei, the ancestor of Yuanying, awakened the Jumang bloodline in the Jiuyuan Tianjian. As a monk in the late stage of foundation building in the clan, he naturally heard about this.

Now that Jiuyuan Tianjian is showing signs of opening again, there are several late-stage foundation-building monks in the clan who are eager to give it a try. If they can find the opportunity to awaken their bloodline in Tianjian, then they will at least be a few percent more certain about forming a pill. This is much better than auxiliary pill-forming things such as Sky Fire Snow Spirit Liquid.

And when Cao Guixiang left, he still looked impatient on the way.

But his eyes were extremely calm, and he thought secretly: "My father awakened the Jumang bloodline in the Jiuyuan Tianjian, and there must be a chance. It's a pity that my father has just broken through the Nascent Soul, attracting the attention of all parties. Right now Father, I am the only son who has not formed a pill yet, so the target is too conspicuous. Alas, having such a father is not a good thing!"

While thinking about it, he turned over his hand and took out a jade mirror, shaking it from side to side and looking at himself.

After a while, Cao Guixie put down the jade mirror, but he looked like he was sighing: "Although I am over thirty years old, I am still so handsome. Now my father has given birth to a baby again, and he has a real child. He is your own son. Alas, he looks good, has a valuable status, is not bad at cultivation, and has a lot of money. It is no wonder that all the beauties are rushing towards him like bees and butterflies, and they can't push him away. This really bothers me. !”

Between the words, a few charming and boneless laughter came: "Brother Xie, brother Xie..."

Cao Guixuan followed the sound and saw a green mountain a few miles away. At the top of the mountain was a cloud platform covered with gauze curtains, and a few beautiful figures were vaguely visible.

The mountain breeze blew, and the gauze floated. I accidentally caught a glimpse of a woman with a high bun, lying on the brocade carpet spread on the stage, exposing her shoulders, and a woman with loose black hair leaned behind her.

I saw sisters Zihua and Ziwei rubbing their temples together, their eyes blurred.

"Brother Xie, looking at your promiscuous appearance and direction of escape, could it be that you are going to the Hehuan Sect again to find a partner?"

"You must be tired of us sisters, right?"

"I only see new people smiling, but I don't hear old people crying! Sister, do you think this is true?"

"Hey, do you think you dislike us sisters because we are so old?"

"It's a pity that today my sister invited more than a dozen sisters, Yuexiu, Jingwen, Baoying, Suming, Wanyu, Qiu Ming, and Yueyun, to discuss the Tao?"

Hearing this, Cao Guixie snorted, suddenly fell from the air, stood outside the cloud platform, and coughed lightly: "Zihua, Ziwei, since we are discussing each other's opinions, I cannot be without my master."

"Hey, why don't you go find a sweetheart?" The sisters in the cloud platform sneered.

"How dare you arrange this for me? It seems you are dishonest again." Cao Guixie opened the curtain and walked in.

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On the other side, Cao Gongzhuo turned around and returned to his ancestral home. He saw Cao Guangxiu sitting on an armchair in the hall, covering his forehead with one hand, looking puzzled.

"Why, is there any difficulty in the clan?" Cao Gongzhuo asked.

At present, the elders in the clan, whether it is Cao Wei, the ancestor of Yuanying, or Cao Guimeng and other three real people, it seems that they have no intention to take care of the affairs of the clan, so this part of the responsibility falls on them. 'On the foundation-building monks of this generation.

However, with high-level monks as backers, these businesses in the clan naturally flowed smoothly, and no one dared to embarrass themselves secretly.

"It's nothing. My ancestor has already given birth to a baby. How can there be any difficulties in the clan? But there is one thing that my daughter doesn't understand. Does my uncle really want to go to the brothel for free? What are those women trying to do? This is not a crime..." Cao Guangxiu said doubtfully.

"Cheap?" Cao Gongzhuo said calmly.

Hearing this, Cao Guangxiu nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Cao Gongzhuo couldn't help but sneered, then he picked up the tea cup with one hand and the tea lid with the other hand and slowly brewed tea.

After taking a sip, he frowned slightly and sighed: "This Que's Tongue Tea is indeed far inferior to Kirigakure Tea."

After that, he took another sip, then picked up the Poria Cake on the table and took a small bite, chewed it slowly, then took another small sip of tea, and then took a small bite of pastry.

But suddenly, he felt a dark shadow in front of him, so he raised his head and saw his daughter's cold, pretty face, as if she was keeping strangers away.

When he saw this scene, Cao Gongzhuo couldn't help but forcefully laughed: "This pastry is not bad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Guangxiu suddenly grabbed Cao Gongzhuo's cheeks with one hand, pressed them hard, then grabbed a handful of Poria cakes from the tea table and stuffed them into his mouth, then grabbed the teacup and drank most of the remaining cake. A cup of tea was poured in.

After doing this, she floated like the wind and sat back down in her original position, showing a gentle and virtuous look, and asked with a smile: "Father, have you eaten and drank enough?"

Cao Gongzhuo didn't care to reply. He was so anxious that he hammered his chest with his hand, forced to swallow the pastry stuck in his throat, and then breathed heavily.

"Father, do you want some more cakes?" Cao Guangxiu asked softly.

"No need!" Cao Gongzhuo waved his hands repeatedly.

"Can you help my daughter solve her doubts?" Cao Guangxiu pursed his lips, revealing a slight dimple on his cheeks. Hearing this, Cao Gongzhuo said slowly: "Actually, there is nothing to say. My father understands that you do not like those women, but my daughter, you have to live in the clan, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, spiritual stones, pills, and all the other things you need for practice. No matter what, there has never been a shortage. However, there are many monks in the world who are born as secular mortals. Firstly, most of them have poor spiritual roots. Secondly, they have no elders to protect them. They can only rely on their own efforts for everything. Therefore, they practice The method of combining yin and yang can also be regarded as a shortcut. People must survive first before talking about other things, and monks must have enough resources. This is the same principle. It cannot be said that they are willing to degenerate or have a dissolute nature."

Speaking of this, he sighed softly: "You may think that the existence of the Hehuan Sect is an oppression of those Kun cultivators. But this industry has been around since ancient times, why is it constantly banned?"

"It's just that there are huge interests here." Cao Guangxiu said slowly.

Hearing this, Cao Gongzhuo nodded lightly:

"This is just one aspect. On the other hand, it has needs. The way to survive and reproduce is the instinct of all living things. The so-called laws and ethics can only restrict it to a certain extent, but cannot eradicate it. If the Hehuan Sect does not control the industry, it will If the situation is controlled within a mutually acceptable range, then our Qingxia Sect must allocate some energy to rectify the various unstable factors brought about by this aspect."

"That's true. There are monks who are willing to take risks when there are benefits. Even though the monks in the clan are not short of resources for practice, some people are still not satisfied. They secretly do it and are greedy." Cao Guangxiu nodded lightly.

Upon hearing this, Cao Gongzhuo asked slowly: "Will Uncle Ting be rewarded for this matter? What will he say?"

Nowadays, the Cao family mainly consists of three siblings, Cao Guimeng, Cao Guiting, and Cao Huagui, who take turns. Each of them has a period of time, and the remaining two are either practicing or traveling.

But even if it was their turn, they would not inquire about the specific affairs of the clan.

Only when it comes to some more serious matters, the leaders of the clan will ask them for instructions.

"It concerns several of the foundation-building elders of the 'gong' generation in the clan. As a junior, I will naturally go to Uncle Ting for advice. He said that if the person who is greedy is the clan's property, it will be dealt with by the clan. , if it comes to the sect, it will be handled by the sect rules. If your father is in charge, your brothers and sisters of the same generation will not dare to say anything. They don’t accept my daughter as a woman. But a certain person always says that the sect Although you are busy with work, you can still find time to go to Shuchun Garden to have fun, but don't pretend to be powerful and use the name of the family to force others to submit!" Cao Guangxiu sneered.

"Ahem, my daughter, you are wrong. I went to the cities of Qingyoujiang for my father's sake only for official business, and I have never been to Shu Chun Garden. Besides, not just any monk can become the entourage of the beauties in Shu Chun Garden. Bin, if the other party is not willing, those monks don’t dare to use force! And the harmony of yin and yang is the great road. Don’t look at it with secular eyes. Although those dry cultivation consumes the essence, it can be transformed by the other party’s double cultivation method. Both sides get half of the magic power, so each can get what they need." Cao Gongzhuo said slowly.

Speaking of this, he patted his head and said suddenly: "I haven't done what the master told me yet, so I can't delay it!"

After saying this, he quickly walked out of his ancestral home and flew out of Baizhu Peak.

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Just a few days ago, the teleportation array of Lingyan Sect far away in the Northland shone with white aura, and outside the array, there were already more than 20 golden elixir monks standing. Next to them, each had a pair of bright red coffin.

In that hazy brilliance, a voice of laughter came out: "After leaving the clan for hundreds of years, I never thought that Meng would come back one day. Senior Lin has become much older!"

As he spoke, a middle-aged monk in blue shirt walked out of the formation with a red coffin on his shoulders.

As soon as they saw the visitor, all the masters of Lingyan Sect bowed and saluted: "Disciple pays homage to the ancestor."

Meng Zian, who was transformed by Cao Wei, glanced at the more than 20 golden elixir monks present, and asked slowly: "How come there are only twenty-seven golden elixir monks left in the sect? They are all new faces! I Remember hundreds of years ago, weren’t there still forty-five people in the sect? Senior Lin, why is this?”

"Back to my ancestors, the Four Seas Palace was opened forty-eight years ago, and all the nine late-stage Jindan real people from the sect fell into it, and no one was spared." Lin Qingqian said bravely.

"Then you definitely won't be so unreliable, right? Among the twenty-seven Golden Elixir monks, which ones are from the Lin, Chen, Zhao, Zhou, Qian, Wang, and Zheng families? Can you come out and let me take a look? "Cao Wei chuckled.

After saying that, he immediately shook his head slightly and sighed: "This is really troublesome. How many of you are not from one of the seven families?"

As soon as he said these words, three people walked out of the queue, and their bodies were filled with billowing corpse aura.

"Disciples Yu Tianzhang, Rao Ying, and Guan Huaqian pay their respects to our ancestor."

Among the three golden elixirs, the only Gan cultivator looks middle-aged, with a skinny face and a tall and thin figure like a bamboo pole. While the other two Kun cultivators, although they have slim and graceful figures, have pale faces. , the complexion is dead white and dull.

In addition, the clothes worn by the three of them were more like linen, and they looked as if they had just climbed out of the coffin in the mourning hall.

However, Cao Wei took a good look at the three people, especially the two Kun Xiu for a long time, and then sighed: "If you want to be pretty, be filial, it's true!"

"Thank you for the compliment, ancestor!" Rao Ying said calmly.

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei appeared in front of the other party and said with a smile: "I know a little bit about current affairs. It's no wonder that I can practice all the way from ordinary life to this point."

After saying this, he carried the coffin and walked past the twenty-seven Golden Elixir monks.

After crossing the threshold, Cao Wei stood outside the door and said slowly: "Since the ancestor of Yuanling has handed over the sect to me, I will make the decision from now on. If you are not convinced, I will bear with you. I understand." ?"

Yuan Ling is the Taoist name of the great monk Ling Yan. Now that he has resigned from the position of the ancestor of Ling Yan Sect, he has restored this old name.

And he, Meng Zian, is the contemporary True Lord of Lingyan!

"Disciples don't dare!" Lingyan Sect's many golden elixirs bowed hurriedly and said.

As he spoke, Cao Wei flew far away until he reached a spiritual mountain not far away. He turned over his hand and took out a token, which inspired a spiritual light and shot forward.

The white mist dissipated in front of him, revealing a road of water and fire, and Cao Wei strode forward.

After more than ten breaths, I saw him walking out of a cave and arriving at the edge of a cliff. In front of him were the winding mountains.

Seeing this, he flew into the air and galloped away into the distance.

After a while, Cao Wei fled to the sky above the two black mountains, overlooking the valley, feeling the pure evil and resentment contained in it, and couldn't help laughing: "Such evil and evil resentment, it is worthy of being killed by heaven." Damn the terrain."

As he spoke, he drifted down, and then came to an altar in the valley, and walked up the stone steps unhurriedly.

(End of this chapter)