Chapter 290 Accepting a Disciple
The four of them did not dare to stay for a long time, so they came out from under the Endless River and headed southeast.
There were patrolling disciples blocking the way, but Li Wusheng was the direct descendant of the Lord of Jiuzhe Mountain, so no one dared to come up and ask questions.
Lin Bai, Mu Zhen, and Mo Yingcheng didn't panic much, but Li Wusheng was in a hurry.
Feng Feng Huo Huo left the boundary of Jiuzhe Mountain. When he saw that there were no pursuers behind him, Li Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not like Lin Mu and the two killed someone, but it's like Li Wusheng killed someone and got goods.
"It's safe here. As long as the ancestors in the door don't come to chase you, you will be fine." Li Wusheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
From the accent, it was obvious that Lin Mu and the two were unclean.
"Jing Situi has always been upright and upright, with the demeanor of an elder. He is definitely not a person who goes back on his word. You don't need to worry about it." Mo Yingcheng comforted Li Wusheng.
"That's why I'm afraid of Senior Brother!" Li Wusheng sighed, "More like dad than master!"
Maybe when he mentioned "Dad", Li Wusheng glanced at Lin Bai and curled his lips, as if he was dissatisfied.
Lin Bai and Mu Zhen bowed to Li Wusheng without saying much.
Although Sister Zhen had already said that there was another way to escape during this trip, Lin Bai must have found something similar to the fox tail hair in the past, and it may be more precious than the fox tail hair. After all, Sister Zhen also said that she could escape from the Nascent Soul. hand.
But it would be better if we could come out peacefully without using the secret treasure.
It's just that I owe a favor again after all. Li Wusheng helped to speak, Bi Huanqiu changed his words, and Mo Yingcheng even used Daoyin Sect Chen Tianren's face.
Although rescuing the injured comes first, this friendship must be recognized.
Moreover, just when they were about to fall out, senior brother Jing Sihui defied all opinions and let Lin Mu and the others leave, and appointed Li Wusheng to send them off, which was obviously meant as an escort.
Killing someone's direct descendant on someone else's territory, although the situation in the secret realm is different, but if someone gets entangled, it can indeed be justified.
But they didn't care much and let him go instead. Of course, they took into account the face of Chen Tianren and Fox, as well as Qiaoshan Gu and others. But no matter what, they let him go calmly and escorted him, which is considered a good relationship, and it should be repaid in the future.
"Okay." Li Wusheng waved his hand and looked at Lin Mu and the two, "We have left the boundary of Jiuzhe Mountain. You should leave quickly."
"Senior sister, do you know Lu Qingyin?" Lin Bai was not in a hurry to leave. He also admired Jing Sizui and expected that he would not regret pursuing him.
There was no sense of good or bad in my heart, and anyway, it was just a matter of a few words.
Previously, Lu Qingyin formed elixirs in the Wuxiang Tomb, and then Lin Bai said goodbye to her. At that time, she said that the East China Sea was a place of death and she wanted to go west.
Later, I heard someone say that He Wenyao had been seen in Jiuzhe Mountain, and He Wenyao said that Lin Bai killed Yue Fengshu.
There was no news after that, but when He Bingde mentioned Lu Qingyin's name in the secret realm, Lin Bai wanted to inquire about it.
"Lu Qingyin?" Li Wusheng frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I seem to have heard of it."
"Then you should think about it carefully." Mu Zhen couldn't help laughing, "This is about Lin Zhuanlun's old lover."
"Is that so..." Li Wusheng became serious as expected. He looked at Lin Bai up and down, then at Mo Yingcheng, and said, "Don't imitate him."
"..." Mo Yingcheng didn't expect that the fire at the city gate would affect Chi Yu, so he shook his head speechlessly.
"Senior sister, don't believe other people's words. In fact, Lu Qingyin has a grudge against me." Lin Bai explained.
"Oh." Li Wusheng looked like she didn't believe it. She touched her chin and thought for a while, then said: "I heard this person's name. It seems that he had interacted with Senior Brother Ying a few years ago. He said he wanted to buy something, and then he Never heard of this man again.”
This was within Lin Bai's expectation. Although Lu Qingyin was famous in the three places of Qiaoshan, he was famous for his foundation building work. Moreover, he was too far away from Jiuzhe Mountain, so he would not attract Jiuzhe Mountain's golden elixir at all. of attention.
It’s normal for no one to recognize it and no one to pay attention to it.
"Senior Sister, if you have any more information about her, please send me a letter to let me know." Lin Bai said.
"This is not a big deal, so of course it's no problem." Li Wusheng agreed immediately and then advised: "Junior Brother Zhuanlun, I know you are very capable, but don't be greedy for too much."
"..." Lin Bai had a big head and could only nod in agreement.
Seeing that Lin Mu and the two were no longer talking nonsense, Mo Yingcheng took Li Wusheng's hand with affection. "I'll see you later."
The two of them only regarded Lin Mu and the two as stones.
Li Wusheng nodded shyly and said, "Okay."
Lin Bai and Mu Zhen looked at each other and were speechless.
After feeling affectionately for a while, Mo Yingcheng reluctantly said goodbye to Li Wusheng.
"Keep an eye on him for me!" Before parting, Li Wusheng did not forget to send a message to Lin Bai, with the tone of an empress.
"..." Lin Bai really had no temper.
After bidding farewell to Li Wusheng, Mo Yingcheng took Lin Bai and Mu Zhen and headed southeast together.
There were four people when they came, and there was Wang Qixiu, but now there were only three people on the way back.
Previously, I set out from Daoyin Sect and spent more than a month wandering around Jiuzhe Mountain before entering the secret realm. Then I spent more than a month in the secret realm after several ups and downs.
However, after being away for more than two months, Lin Bai was extremely satisfied with what he had achieved.
The three of them went to Daoyin Sect without stopping. Three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, only two hours to go.
Arriving in front of the Daoyin Sect's main hall, some disciples came forward to salute.
It was none other than Dugu Yan.
"Where is master now?" Mo Yingcheng asked.
"Master is meditating in the old place. He said that if the senior brother comes back, just go directly to his old man." Dugu Yan answered honestly.
Mo Yingcheng nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and led Lin Bai and Mu Zhen to the side hall.
Dugu Yan served tea and stood behind Mo Yingcheng.
"Jiuzheshan and his party are done, what are Junior Sister Mu's plans?" Mo Yingcheng knew that Mu Zhen had a mysterious origin and that she didn't just rely on the wood demon, so he guessed that she wouldn't stay long.
But after getting along for a long time, Mo Yingcheng naturally realized that Mu Zhen was quite capable, so he was willing to make more friends with her. Although Daoyin Sect is said to be a Yuanying sect now, in the end it is only supported by one Yuanying Chen Tianren, and his background is too shallow. It would be good to form a good relationship and get help.
"The trip to Jiuzhe Mountain was just an accident. I plan to travel again and take a walk to the north." Mu Zhen didn't hide it, she had told Lin Bai a long time ago.
"To the north?" Mo Yingcheng nodded slightly, "Are you going to Qiaoshan with Junior Brother Zhuanlun?"
"Qiaoshan is further north. But of course I have to go to Qiaoshan to have a look." Mu Zhen looked at Lin Bai and said, "I heard that there are two disciples under Lin Zhuanlun, and I am very envious."
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"They are just unfilial disciples." Lin Bai waved his hands, really thinking about his two apprentices. "Further north is a war-torn land." Mo Yingcheng is familiar with the geographical customs. "Golden elixir melee, foundation-building and Qi-training monks fight in army formations, and Yuanying himself ends up. It is not a kind place."
"Since I have traveled far and wide and am used to seeing peaceful and kind places, I should also see a different scenery." Mu Zhen said with a smile.
Mo Yingcheng saw that Mu Zhen was unwilling to tell the truth, so he did not ask further questions. He guessed that it might be related to the person behind her, or maybe the mission.
"Where's Brother Zhuanlun?" Mo Yingcheng looked at Lin Bai again, and Dugu Yan behind him also lowered his head to look.
"What happened here is that I also plan to return to Qiaoshan." Lin Bai answered honestly.
"We have only been together for a few days, and we have to say goodbye." Mo Yingcheng smiled and said, "But even though Brother Zhuanlun is leaving, would Pei Ning want to follow him?"
"She is devoted to practicing swordsmanship. Maybe she doesn't want to leave. I'll ask again." Lin Bai couldn't make up Sister Pei's idea and could only persuade her.
"She has a good relationship with Junior Sister Min and has a lot of contacts with Yan'er. I think she is really willing to stay here." Mo Yingcheng smiled and pointed at Dugu Yan behind him and asked, "Have you been with Pei Ning recently?" Have you ever competed?”
"..." Dugu Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head with his face flushed, and replied: "Brother Hui, I will never compete with Pei Ning again."
"You can't keep up with her anymore." Mo Yingcheng sighed, looked at Dugu Yan, and said: "You should practice hard and diligently in the future, and don't learn from Min Hengbo's random competition with others, which will inevitably hurt your mood. Master He is also a swordsman, but he rarely takes action. You have to understand this.”
"Yes." Dugu Yan responded pitifully and looked at Lin Bai resentfully.
Mo Yingcheng looked at Lin Bai again and said with a smile: "It's okay for Pei Ning to stay here. She is a sword cultivator, and there are many sword cultivators in my sect. It just happens that she can practice her skills all the time, which will be of great help."< br>
Dugu Yan was stunned when she heard this. She was taught that sword cultivators should not compete with each other all the time, as it would hurt their mood. But here with Pei Ning, it would be helpful to compete with each other all the time?
"Thank you for taking care of me, senior brother." Lin Bai replied with a smile.
Seeing that Lin Bai agreed to let Pei Ning stay, Mo Yingcheng seemed relieved and said with a smile: "When Fang comes back, you two might as well rest for a few days."
After a few more gossips, Mo Yingcheng pulled Dugu Yan over and asked her to take Lin Mu and the two of them to Yufan Mountain to rest.
After sending Lin Bai and Mu Zhen away, Mo Yingcheng sat for a while before heading to the southeast of the main hall.
After traveling for more than ten miles, we saw a low mountain. The place is lush and green, with a narrow mountain gate hidden in it. The level of the spiritual land is average, only the middle to upper level of the third level.
This is the old place of Iron Sword Gate, and Chen Zhiyuan came from Iron Sword Gate in the past.
Later, Iron Sword Gate declined and was conquered by others. After that, Chen Tianren left. Although it gained momentum later, it did not restore the Iron Sword Gate Mountain Gate. Instead, it ended the chaos here and established the Tao Yin Sect.
This spiritual land is not of high quality and is not suitable for Nascent Soul meditation. However, after all, Chen Tianren has a deep love for the place and has always loved coming here to sit and sit.
Mo Yingcheng landed in front of a decaying courtyard and opened the door.
Outsiders say that this courtyard was the place where Chen Tianren got people to preach in the past. In fact, Mo Yingcheng knew that there was nothing magical about this poor yard. It was just that the master had been sweeping the land here for decades before he became wiser. It was really to sweep out feelings.
When we entered the courtyard, we saw that it was clean and there was an incense burner in the courtyard. There are peach trees on both sides. There is a deck chair under the tree, and an old man is lying on it with his eyes closed.
"Teacher." Mo Yingcheng closed the door, walked forward, moved a small wooden stool and sat next to him, without the usual fussy salutes and bows.
"Come back?" Chen Zhiyuan opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yingcheng, then closed his eyes, then opened his eyes again, sat up and stared at Mo Yingcheng.
"..." Mo Yingcheng didn't say anything. As a disciple of the Daoyin Sect, he always acts on behalf of his master. He has traveled to many places and met many Yuanying masters. It can be said that everyone has the appearance of a Yuanying. Du Zi's master doesn't look like Yuanying, nor does he have the same temperament and demeanor. Instead, he looks like a little old man in the world of mortals.
But because of this, Mo Yingcheng felt that his master had truly returned to his original nature.
"Such a domineering meaning is almost Taoist." Chen Zhiyuan looked at Mo Yingcheng, felt it carefully, and said: "It seems that this trip was not in vain. After all, he was not just thinking about his children's personal relationship."
"..." Mo Yingcheng replied honestly: "I have too many doubts about this trip, and I am about to ask my teacher."
"Tell me about it." Chen Zhiyuan did not lie down, but turned his legs over and sat cross-legged, as if he was listening at ease.
Mo Yingcheng immediately told the truth, first he said that he was trapped in the secret realm of the chessboard trial, and then that the Wuxiang Taoist suppressed the sword intention, and when he went to the mountain to find the way, he was injured by the sword intention, and finally Lin Zhuanlun rescued the injured.
"No wonder." After hearing this, Chen Tianren sighed and said, "If the sword intention had not been suppressed by Taoist Wuxiang for a long time and lost its power, I am afraid you would have been gone long ago. Even if Old Taoist Li Huo goes, you have to break in!"
"From Master's point of view, what kind of person can carry out such a slash?" Mo Yingcheng also asked curiously.
"How do I know?" Chen Zhiyuan shook his head, "Since the death of Taoist Master Wuxiang, the East China Sea has become increasingly barren. Even if Xiang Wuhui fights for his life, it is difficult for him to become a god. There is no one to ask for information."
"There is no turning back. Master always has a chance." Mo Yingcheng stepped forward and said, "I still have the sword intention left in my body. Master, you might as well learn a thing or two. If you gain anything, it will be of great help." ! ”
"No." Chen Zhiyuan immediately objected, looked at Mo Yingcheng with a smile, and said: "We, the sword cultivators, often only practice one sword intention. People with extraordinary talents may be able to comprehend more, but they must also understand the principle of compatibility. .As you said, Lin Zhuanlun, he imitates my sword intention. , and realized that the Burning Silence of the Earth Fire, which seemed extraordinary, was actually a temporary achievement, and he would still have to choose a path, either in the middle and late stages of the Golden Elixir, or after realizing the Nascent Soul. ”
Chen Zhiyuan was quite emotional, and then continued: "As for the sword of this senior, the intention of destruction is too strong. Maybe he must first cut off his life span, and then cut off his own cultivation level, so that he can use this sword. Or maybe he just wants to do it. The law reaches the sky and comes out at will."
Chen Zhiyuan pointed to the peach tree next to him, and continued: "Your master, my path has long been set, the method and nature of the practice have also been set long ago. I can no longer imitate the master's sword intention."
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"If you don't have much skill, Master's path will naturally reach the sky." Mo Yingcheng said with a smile.
Chen Zhiyuan, the eldest disciple, flattered him, and he smiled happily and said: "Since Lin Zhuanlun can remove the sword intention for you, he must have got the opportunity."
"Exactly." Mo Yingcheng also guessed the same.
Chen Zhiyuan stroked his goat's beard, frowned in thought for a while, and said, "Gu Qingshui is very lucky."
"That's not necessarily true." Mo Yingcheng immediately smiled confidently and whispered: "Master, please stop accepting Lin Zhuanlun's Taoist disciples as disciples."
"Lin Zhuanlun's Taoist monk? Is that the little girl from Qiaoshan?" Chen Zhiyuan thought for a while and finally remembered who it was.
"Exactly, her name is Pei Ning, her birthplace is Sword Tomb, she practices the art of group swords, and her talent is extremely high."
Mo Yingcheng gave Chen Zhiyuan a slap on the back and continued: "Master, I have no chance to practice swordsmanship. Rong Ding also practices alchemy. Although Junior Sister Min practices swordsmanship, she knows how to advance but not retreat. The fourth child is trapped by love. As for the rest of the people, it doesn't matter. Having said that, Pei Ning may go further along the path of Jianxiu.”
Chen Zhiyuan nodded, "What you said makes sense, just go ahead and do it. If someone doesn't want to, don't force it."
"Yes!" Mo Yingcheng happily agreed. He stood up, bowed and was about to leave, but was held back by Chen Zhiyuan.
"When you go out, what will that little girl from Jiuzheshan say?" Chen Zhiyuan asked with concern.
"She Wusheng..." Mo Yingcheng blushed a little, "Of course she is very good, and she asked me to say hello to Master."
"Why don't you bring it back?" Chen Zhiyuan urged, "You don't care when you sleep with someone? She is sensible and good-looking, and she is more than suitable for you!"
"That's not what happened." Mo Yingcheng was embarrassed.
"Let's see. I'll go find Old Taoist Lihuo another day. If I want to sell him a favor, I have to get the person over." Chen Zhiyuan was very serious.
"Master, I'm afraid it won't be easy to handle." Mo Yingcheng sighed, looking helpless, "There is hope for the Silent Road, but Jiuzhe Mountain may not necessarily release people."
"Then...can we get married? This is how things are done in the world, and we don't have to worry about face." Chen Zhiyuan asked cautiously, obviously worried about losing the face of his beloved disciple.
"..." Mo Yingcheng was shocked.
(End of chapter)