Chapter 468 Behind the Wooden Door (4K2, my brain exploded last night, please forgive me)
"Shen Shangxian...are you okay?"
After all, Wen Qiujin was the leader of the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, and he quickly adjusted his mind. However, the moment he got close to Shen Yi, he felt the strong scent of demon blood on the other party's body, and he still couldn't help but feel a little palpitated.
It was rare for him to ask a nonsense question.
The previous group of monsters didn't seem to have the ability to hurt Shen Yi.
Wen Qiujin looked ashamed: "Qiujin is just a businessman and can't help the Immortal much. I'm really sorry."
These seemingly apologetic words made the faces of those around him change slightly.
His voice barely expressed his dissatisfaction with those worshippers.
The leader of Yiwen Alliance has a calm temperament.
This sentence almost bluntly stated his intention to settle accounts in the future.
"..."
Several worshipers hanging in the air looked at each other quietly.
Then he sighed slightly and fell downwards.
There are only two errands in total. The first one is afraid of offending Dragon Palace, but the second one is impossible.
They stood silently behind Wen Qiujin, with a bit of shame hidden in their eyes, and cast their eyes towards Shen Yi.
The strength displayed by this young Immortal Sect disciple previously far exceeded the imagination of ordinary monks.
Not to mention the Dao Palace, which is only illuminated by pure purple energy without any variegation. There are few people in the rumors and stories who dare to boast so wildly.
With the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the blessing of spiritual body skills, he was able to forcibly cross the watershed in the late stage of returning to the void.
Forget about realm.
The other party relied on that mysterious and strange technique to play with a bunch of aquatic demons at the seventh level of void return in the palm of his hand.
The so-called bystander is clear.
It was clear that their auras were similar, but the moment Shen Yi took action, they had lost the possibility of escaping.
The foundation of the Immortal Sect is really enviable to these worshipers who rely on the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance for their livelihood.
"..."
Wen Qiujin glanced at the people behind him, but did not get angry on the spot.
He was just dissatisfied with the behavior of a few people who resisted orders, and felt that the treasures of heaven and earth he gave out every month were a waste.
But think about it for a moment.
If I were to make offerings, I'm afraid I would make the same choice.
After all, who would have guessed that a young monk who appeared to be at the fourth level of returning to the void would actually be carrying a spirit puppet at the eighth level of returning to the void, and he also had a strength close to that of a spirit puppet.
With just one person and one puppet, he actually wiped out an obviously impressive water tribe force and cut off all its elites.
Such an achievement was enough to travel across the ocean and spread throughout the Southern Flood Continent, establishing a considerable reputation.
Judging from Wen Qiujin's experience.
This kind of method is probably deeper than the foundation of ordinary geniuses.
Even among the famous direct disciples of the Seventh Son of Nanhong, there are very few people in the same realm who can compare with Shen Yi.
Wen Qiujin is not afraid of the Shui Tribe's revenge.
Judging from the fact that the demons did not dare to reveal their identities until they died, it was obvious that what happened this time was not approved by the Dragon Palace.
"Although the Immortal is very powerful and can kill demons, you still have to be careful. After all, demons cannot be eradicated. There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days..."
Thinking of this, Wen Qiujin whispered a reminder.
Shen Yi glanced at him and nodded gently: "Thank you."
This is to remind yourself to beware of moles.
After all, he had just landed on the island, and while he was having a meal, he was visited by the water tribe.
It is impossible to say that no one is summoning people behind the scenes.
But there's no point in rushing.
Shen Yi stepped away from the crowd and walked towards the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance.
Several elders of the Chen family and everyone in the Qinghai Mansion hurriedly followed. Compared to others, they also knew something more terrifying.
That was before taking on this group of water tribes.
Shen Yi had just destroyed a demon cave and almost killed a genius who was at the sixth level of Void Return.
If it were any other monk, let alone recuperating from his injuries, his breath would probably not be adjusted yet, but Shen Shangxian looked like he was fine, so how could he reason with this.
"hiss."
Watching the ink-shirted figure come back again.
Many Shuiyue Merchant Alliance monks who had gathered together before were subconsciously avoiding the rear.
They don't have the eyesight of Wen Qiujin or the worshippers.
All I know is that this young monk is terrifyingly strong and extremely murderous. From the experience of pledge, such a person is someone who needs to be avoided in advance if he hears the news.
Master Zhang watched Shen Yi walking towards him, swallowed his saliva, and felt the doubtful looks from the people around him.
He subconsciously straightened his back, his face flushed, and he bowed his hands and said, "Xiao Xiu has met Senior Shen!"
God, when have I ever had such dignity? Still in the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, as long as Senior Shen responds to me, he will be much more confident in negotiating prices in the future.
It must be that these eyes are good enough. I could tell at a glance that Senior Shen is definitely an unusual person...
"How much did she give you?" Shen Yi asked casually.
The shortage of treasures is so tight now that even fly legs cannot be spared.
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that the other party was talking about Fairy Baohua, and then took out the storage bag without hesitation: "Reply to Senior Shen, they are all here, please keep them."
"I'll take the person."
Shen Yi did not pick up the bag, but nodded and said: "You take your share, and the rest belongs to me."
They are all risking their heads to save some money to help practice. Although they are a little poor now, there is no need to look too ugly.
"Look what you said..."
Master Zhang subconsciously was about to come up with the same rhetoric he used when he pledged the goods, but after seeing Shen Yi's serious expression, he was startled, and then opened the storage bag a little unaccustomed to it, carefully divided 80% of it out and packed it separately. .
"If you hadn't come forward, I would have bought land elsewhere, probably for the same amount...and you are from the Immortal Sect and are extremely noble, so the place chosen for them will definitely be more suitable."
"rest assured."
Shen Yi did not refuse this time and accepted the treasure storage device: "Thank you for your hard work."
In the land and water of Nanhong, it would be difficult to find a safer place than the Hedao Treasure Land.
"If you have anything to say in the future, please come back to me at any time." Mr. Zhang rubbed his face vigorously. It was obviously just a normal transaction, but he was inexplicably a little out of sorts.
The scene in Xiaojiapu suddenly appeared in my mind.
Although the price agreed upon in advance was a bit expensive, Senior Shen did the job neatly. When Fairy Baohua was most helpless, she did not ask for more payment.
Senior Shen may not be a good person, but he is certainly not a bad person.
"..."
Wen Qiujin watched the scene in front of him quietly.
As the leader of the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance, this kind of small business is actually very difficult for him to appreciate.
But at this moment, he quietly turned around and said to the guard behind him: "Prepare the Tianjian Sect's share and the Nanyang Sect's share and send them to me."
"We just made friends..." The guard was a little confused. Even if Shen Yi was really too strong, he was still within the scope of the late stage of returning to the void, and would not be able to change the rules.
What if the other party develops a habit of coming over to catch the autumn breeze when nothing happens in the future.
"Do it."
Wen Qiujin did not explain too much.
He looked away.
With Shen Yi's ability, how could he not have any supporters among the seven Nanhong disciples?
It is not an exaggeration to even say that he is the direct disciple of the sect master and will become a giant in the Hedao realm in the future.
It was completely different from the rice bug he had imagined lying on the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance and sucking blood based on the reputation of Nanhong Seventh Son.
It can be inferred from Shen Yi, a disciple, that Nanyang Sect is the real Immortal Sect.
There should be corresponding etiquette when treating the Immortal Sect.
Loyal ministers do not serve two masters.
Moreover, providing help in times of need is always more useful than adding icing on the cake. Wen Qiujin remembered that everyone from the Nanyang Sect came here on the Blue Lion of the Puppet Sect. He pondered for a moment and ordered someone to fetch a simple black light flying sword pendant.
He walked forward with prepared filial piety.
"Shen Shangxian, this is the filial piety prepared by Shuiyue Merchant Alliance for Nanyang Sect. Qiu Jin is disturbed by chores and can't spare time. I hope Shangxian will confess to the sect master on Qiu Jin's behalf. This substitute flying sword belongs to me. Just a little thought, please don’t refuse.”
"..."
Shen Yi looked at the storage bag handed over respectfully, and then glanced at the flying sword pendant.
He pondered for a moment.
He tapped his chin and said, "Thank you very much. I'll save that for next time."
If he really owed filial piety, he wouldn't have acted like that when he came, and he wouldn't have mentioned it at all.
Hearing this, Wen Qiujin smiled noncommittally.
Sure enough, business people rarely misjudge the person.
And it can be inferred from this sentence that the other party's status in Nanyang Sect is not low.
…
There is no more playing and singing from the female nuns.
Only Wen Qiujin, carrying a few worshipers, sent the blue lion spirit puppet from afar to disappear into the clouds.
Wait until you leave Shuiyue Merchant Alliance.
Shen Yi casually took out the pendant, turned it into a black light sword, and stepped forward gently.
Although this object is in the shape of a sword, it is not a magic weapon against enemies and can only be used as a substitute.
Although it has a single effect, it is unknown how many times faster than the Longyue Tianfei who saw the fairy coming out of the bath.
With a little infusion of breath, the Blue Lion Spirit Puppet can be left far behind.
"The leader of the Wen Alliance is really generous in his actions."
Jing Jingsong clicked his tongue. This flying sword was a treasure at least. With the background of Qinghai Mansion, he didn't dare to think about such a luxury thing.
But yes, if you want to make friends with Shen Shangxian, you really can't get away with ordinary things.
Shen Yi got acquainted with the flying sword for a while, and soon went to the place that Mr. Zhang had promised. He saw the densely packed people of Xiaojiabao, all looking exhausted, and could not see the edge at a glance.
He waved slightly, and nearly twenty blue lion spirit puppets were suspended in the air.
"You are responsible for taking them back. You can take your time. If you encounter any danger, use the jade slip to tell me."
Since we have recruited so many deacons, they are not just for use at times like this.
Although it is a trivial matter, even a monk like Jing Jingsong, who is close to the late stage of returning to the void, has no objection to this... After all, Shen Shangxian has no need for them when slaying demons. If he doesn't do something, he will really be sorry for this. A deacon's robe.
"Don't worry, I guarantee you a lot."
"Um."
Shen Yi nodded, and then sank into the clouds with his sword again.
With the Flying Sword, it took four or five days to arrive and less than two hours to return.
Return to the familiar Nanyang reliefs.
He opened the formation, seemed to remember something, took out a stone Taoist tablet, and sent it towards the Patriarch's Hall: "I've been a little busy recently. Senior Lao Xuanqing is responsible for opening and closing the formation."
It would have been good to give it to Nie Jun originally, but the other party's level was too low, and he had just come into contact with many techniques, and he was in a hurry to practice.
After thinking about it, it seems that Xuan Qing is more leisurely.
As for the safety of the treasure land, if Xuan Qing really had this intention, he would have taken out the sect master's Taoist tablets long ago.
"Well."
Li Xuanqing, who was sitting on the futon, took the stone Taoist plaque, held his chin in one hand, and fell into deep thought.
The opening and closing formation... seems to mean guarding the door, right?
Has Mr. Li fallen to this point?
"call."
Shen Yi had no time to understand the gap between senior Xuan Qing.
He put away the flying sword pendant, landed in front of a screen of light, and then stepped in.
"See the Sect Master."
Many figures stood up neatly, including many familiar faces, such as Xu Qing'er and Nie Jun. These monks who had been wasting their time in Nanyang Treasure Land for many years are now working day and night to absorb the treasures in the Hidden Law Pavilion without any slack.
"Busy for you."
Shen Yi nodded and went straight to the spiral staircase.
He still hasn't forgotten.
There is a wooden door above that cannot be opened.
If you guessed correctly, the key should be the white jade Taoist tablet belonging to the sect leader.
Arriving at the top floor of the Zangfa Pavilion, he looked at the wooden door in front of him nervously, took out the Taoist tablet from his finger, and poured all his breath into it.
Haven't noticed it before.
Now with just one breath contact, Shen Yi could feel the difference of this white jade Taoist tablet.
If he could barely activate the stone tablets when he first entered the realm of returning to the void, and he could open the sect's formation in half an hour, then now that he had entered the middle stage of returning to the void, he had exhausted most of the breath in the palace.
But it was like water dripping into a big river without causing any waves.
Fortunately, opening the door is not a big deal.
As white light overflowed from the crack in the door.
Shen Yi's whole body was suddenly sucked into it, and when his vision became clear, the surrounding area had turned into a vast expanse of white.
It's like inside the sea of clouds, it's clean and without any color.
In the middle sits a kind-hearted figure with white beard and hair, dressed in blue-colored clothes.
The old man opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Xuan Qing is here, what method do you want to learn today?"
"Tsk."
Shen Yi frowned slightly and stared at the old man in front of him, gradually realizing that something was wrong.
After a moment, he tried to take two steps to the side.
The old man still stared at the door: "Xuan Qing is here, what method do you want to learn today?"
"..."
Shen Yi slowly clenched her fingers, feeling that Nanyang Sect's sanity was not normal from top to bottom.
He finally figured it out, it was just an illusion.
Not to mention vitality, he didn't even have sanity.
Perhaps the only effect is that when the former direct disciple comes in, he can feel a trace of care and companionship.
"What's the solution?"
"You."
The old man smiled bitterly and said gently: "Xuan Qing, you can't bite off more than you can chew. All the spiritual methods here require great perseverance to achieve perfection. You always learn the same thing and throw away the same thing. If you don't repent, I will be dismissed as a teacher." You're out."
Shen Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard the word spiritual method.
It seemed like I had found some amazing place.
But soon, he heard a proud word echoing in his mind, which was a trivial memory carried in Tian Yan’s fourth-nine insights.
"With my talent, I can understand all laws, understand the yin and yang, ascend to heaven, and achieve the supreme immortal name!"
The old man seemed to have heard this, or maybe Xuan Qing answered like this every time. He did not refute, but just showed a helpless smile: "You! You will suffer a big loss!"
at the same time.
In the Patriarch's Hall, Xuan Qing seemed to sense the opening of the door.
He was stunned for a long time, then suddenly trembled slightly, stood up and walked towards the tall statue of the Patriarch, and then leaned his hard face on the other person's boots.
"you are right."
There were only gentle whispers and the slowly drifting green smoke in the Patriarch's Hall.
Unfortunately, some mistakes are ultimately irreversible, and we don’t even dare to think about them.
There is still a huge gap between humans and immortals.
(End of chapter)