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Chapter 137 Deacon
When Zeng Ming heard Wang Lian's strange voice, he remembered the rumors from three years ago, and said with a smile: "It's just some minor misunderstandings. Deacon Wang doesn't need to take it to heart."

As he spoke, Zeng Ming's eyes gradually showed a look of shock. He remembered that Wang Lian indeed had five spiritual roots, and monks with this qualification either did not establish a foundation, but once they established a foundation, they were all extremely capable in actual combat.

As a result, Zeng Ming inadvertently lowered his stance, not daring to offend Wang Lian at all.

Wang Lian continued to say strangely: "I heard that Deacon Jia Wei has been a fake elixir level existence for the past three years, making no progress at all, and it seems that he failed to form an elixir once."

Wang Lian dared to return to Qingyun Sect, naturally because he had inquired about all this. If Jia Wei had succeeded in forming the elixir, he would have escaped long ago.

Moreover, judging from the information collected by Wang Lian, Jia Wei will probably have no hope of forming an elixir in this life due to his previous failure in forming an elixir.

"Perhaps he is used to being domineering, so he must have received his retribution." Zeng Ming also had a bit of schadenfreude in his words.

Wang Lian was not surprised by this. Jia Wei relied on his fake alchemy skills to act like a real alchemy monk, and he naturally offended many people.

After Zeng Ming finished speaking, Zeng Ming also finished flipping through Wang Lian's file, and immediately said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you can actually build a foundation with the Five Spiritual Roots qualifications with just one foundation-building pill. This is really unspeakable. ah."

When Wang Lian heard Zeng Ming's sour and envious words, he couldn't hide his pride and said, "I didn't expect that I still have such luck."

Zeng Ming looked at Wang Lian's face without the slightest bit of jealousy, because if he himself was like Wang Lian and built his foundation with five spiritual roots, he might be even worse than Wang Lian's face.

Wang Lian felt very calm at this time, because the effect he wanted had been achieved. In the future, everyone would think that he, Wang Lian, had built his foundation by luck with a foundation-building pill, not anything else.

As for some people's suspicions, they are just based on speculation, because Wang Lian did publicly obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Moreover, the chance of the Five Spiritual Roots relying on a Foundation-Building Pill to build a foundation is extremely low, but it is not impossible to succeed.

Therefore, no one can delve into this matter.

At present, except for Wang Lian himself, no one knows that Wang Lian has prepared more than 2000 Foundation Building Pills for himself.

Zeng Ming chatted with Wang Lian for a few more words, and then said: "Junior brother Wang, I would like to remind you a few words, junior brother, please don't mind."

At this time, Zeng Ming showed great concern for Wang Lian, which was completely different from the way he had believed that Wang Lian had no potential.

Wang Lian didn't mind this at all, because that's how it is in the world of immortality. The strong are respected, and only strength can earn respect.

Therefore, Wang Lian put on a posture of listening attentively: "Please speak."

"Since you are already a foundation-building practitioner, you must be a deacon within the sect. As for whether you want real power, it depends on your junior brother."

"The foundation-building monks in the sect do not need to do any tasks, but for some things that cannot be completed by the foundation-building monks, the sect will be responsible for coordinating them. Of course, I will be asked for my opinion on whether to do these things."

"Foundation-building monks can also choose their own caves. I will take you to see the head brother later. After the head brother recognizes your cultivation level, you can choose."

Zeng Ming talked about some common sense issues of Qingyun Sect’s foundation-building deacons.

After Wang Lian heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zeng Ming."

"Junior Brother, you're welcome." Zeng Ming waved his hand, then hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have something to remind Junior Brother Wang."

"Oh?" Wang Lian raised his eyebrows and looked at Zeng Ming.Zeng Ming continued: "With Junior Brother Wang's current cultivation and status, Jia Wei naturally does not dare to do anything to you, but Jia Wei has an inexplicable relationship with a certain elder in the sect, so Junior Brother, you..."

"Elder Dan Jie?" Wang Lian looked solemn. If Jia Wei had a Taoist companion at the Dan Jie stage, then he would really consider leaving.

Although the Qingyun Sect's Danjie elders would not deal with Wang Lian openly, it was still easy to intercept Wang Lian secretly.

Seeing this, Zeng Ming immediately smiled and said: "Junior brother Wang is overly worried. It is said that the elder likes to find some faces for himself, and Jia Wei is just one of the many faces."

"Although it's just a face, if Junior Brother Wang goes too far, I'm afraid it will hurt the face of Elder Jie Dan." Zeng Ming said softly.

"I understand, thank you very much for the reminder, Deacon Zeng Ming." Wang Lian sincerely thanked him, and then took out a 100-year-old ice spirit grass and handed it to Zeng Ming: "This is the ice spirit grass I found in my early years. Please accept it, senior brother."

When Zeng Ming saw this hundred-year-old ice spirit grass, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he said: "This is too valuable, senior brother must not accept it."

Zeng Ming said this, but his eyes never left the Ice Spirit Grass.

When Wang Lian saw this, he chuckled in his heart, and then forced the Ice Spirit Grass into Zeng Ming's hand: "I will have to rely more on Senior Brother Zeng Ming for advice in the future."

"Hey, it's easy to say, easy to say." Zeng Ming suddenly became happy.

Zeng Ming thought in his mind that he originally reminded Wang Lian because of the strong combat power of foundation-building monks like Wang Lian, and he was somewhat unhappy with Jia Wei, but he did not expect to receive such a reward.

When Wang Lian saw this, he also knew that his goal had been achieved. As for the hundred-year-old ice spirit grass, it was just something he obtained by chance back then. Now it has grown more than weeds in the ethereal space.

He just casually gave away a piece of ice spirit grass that was of very low medicinal value to him.

After Zeng Ming accepted the Ice Spirit Grass, he was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Junior brother, follow me to the Qingyun Sect's main peak to find the head brother."

"Okay." Wang Lian's expression changed slightly. He had never seen the head of Qingyun Sect since he entered Qingyun Sect, and he was indeed a little curious.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
The two flew with their swords and headed straight for the luxurious hall at the top of Qingyun Sect's main peak. During this period, some patrolling disciples saw Wang Lian, a stranger, being led by Zeng Ming, and had no intention of checking.

Wang Lian and Zeng Ming fell outside the main hall. The former looked around and felt that the Qingyun Sect's main hall was resplendent and had a simple and grand aura, which made people feel awe unconsciously.

Zeng Ming led Wang Lian forward and came to the gate of the main hall. There were two handsome disciples guarding the door.

"Go and inform the head brother that Zeng Ming is here with a new Foundation Establishment Deacon." Zeng Ming said to a gatekeeper in a familiar manner.

"Yes." One disciple immediately entered the hall, while the other disciple quietly looked at Wang Lian with envy.

Wang Lian was bored, looking around, and then noticed the plaque with the word "Qingyun" written on it above the Qingyun Sect's main hall.

The moment Wang Lian saw the plaque, he felt a powerful force of heaven and earth pressing down on him.

In an instant, Wang Lian circulated the Source Sutra, and the tyrannical spiritual power completely offset this oppressive force.

(End of this chapter)