Chapter 127 Decision and Discussion
Taixuan Holy Land.
Inside the main peak hall.
The red spar pillars are scattered in all directions, supporting the entire dome, reflecting the warm firelight.
The temperature here is extremely high, making it difficult for ordinary Lingquan monks to stay there for long.
The hall was empty, except for Geng Yiyang and Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng sat on the floor, breathing steadily, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly.
[Celestial Pattern Immortal Fire Palace (Eighth Level): A low-grade fairy treasure, from the hands of an immortal weapon master, suppresses a ball of fairy fire below, the grade is unknown. 】
Low-grade fairy treasure.
Looking at the prompts on the panel, Chu Zheng's eyes couldn't help but have a little strange color. It was a complete low-grade fairy treasure. Its power was impossible to fathom. I'm afraid it would not be weaker than a true treasure. Fairy.
Taixuan Holy Land is worthy of being the Taoist tradition that has produced true immortals. This hall is a rare immortal treasure in the world. It is not known whether it has other heritage.
"You went to Taixuan today. Didn't you just suddenly have a whim and want to hang out? What do you want to do?"
Chu Zheng suddenly came to Taixuan and showed off his super-grade immortal bones. Although Geng Yiyang was pleasantly surprised by his talent, he was also a little cautious.
In his eyes, Chu Zheng was too unreasonable. A person who was not afraid of death would find it difficult to consider the consequences of his actions.
“I’m here to see my first wife, why not?”
Chu Zheng turned his attention away from the Immortal Palace and said slowly:
"When did I become the Holy Son of Taixuan?"
The Holy Son is a candidate for the Holy Lord. He became the Holy Son, and with Taixuan's current situation, there was almost no dispute that he would become the next Holy Master.
However, he has no interest at all in being the Taixuan Saint Lord.
"If you nod today, you will be my only holy son, Taixuan. After I die, you will take over the position of Taixuan Saint, and everything in Taixuan will be yours."
Geng Yiyang's eyebrows moved slightly and he said slowly: "The master of a holy land is not enough for you to leave a name for future generations?"
"I have met Ji Xian."
Chu Zheng did not hide his meeting. After talking about Ji Yuyan's matter, he said bluntly: "How long the Cangyun Realm can exist is still unknown. How to leave a name for future generations?"
"Ji Yuyan?"
Hearing the word Ji Xian, Geng Yiyang His eyes narrowed slightly and he sat upright:
"What did he say to you?"
"He talked about some things in the universe..."
At this point, Chu Zheng paused slightly, and then said:
< br>"After this Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition, he will ask the Immortal Alliance for permission to take me into the Little Immortal Realm."
Hearing this, Geng Yiyang slightly closed his palms and slowly clenched them into fists. Finally, he let go slightly weakly, and his expression returned to calm.
Compared with the Immortal Alliance, the competitiveness of Taixuan Holy Land is too weak. If he were Chu Zheng, he would choose the Immortal Alliance without hesitation.
What's more, the relationship between him and Chu Zheng was too fragile. At first, it was maintained by threats. It was expected that it would develop into what it is now.
However, it is inevitable that there will be some unwillingness.
“I have no plans to go to the Little Fairy World.”
Chu Zheng’s voice sounded again, making Geng Yiyang a little surprised for a moment:
"Why?"
"I have no plans to join the Immortal Alliance for the time being."
Chu Zheng shook his head slightly. If he wants to go further on the road of refining Qi, he must join the Immortal Alliance. There can't be too much involvement between them.
It is not difficult to analyze from Ji Yuyan's words that once he condenses the golden elixir, it will be difficult to turn back in the Qi refining line.
Judging from the fact that the Immortal Alliance rejects people with different beliefs, it is impossible to tolerate him practicing Qi refining method.
Chu Zheng had already made a conclusion about the choice among these. He was not an indecisive person and would give up whenever he wanted.
What's more, looking forward and looking back often leads to thankless results.
"Then the position of the Holy Son..."
"I will not take over Taixuan. After cultivating Tongxuan, I will leave Cangyun on my own." Chu Zheng did not play charades. Straight to the point:
"Before this, I have always been the chief of the Taixuan True Tradition, the position of the Holy Son. You choose another person before your death."
"What do you want?"
Geng Yiyang condensed slightly. Chu Zheng's words were exactly what he wanted. It must have been hundreds of years before Chu Zheng became enlightened.
By then, the younger generation in the Holy Land must already have someone who can carry the cauldron, and with the addition of the Immortal Treasure Sect, it will be enough to maintain this foundation.
But Chu Zheng would never help him so easily, he must have something to ask for.
"Sacred fire, and cultivation resources." Chu Zheng spoke concisely and made the conditions.
He needs the foundation accumulated in Taixuan Holy Land for thousands of years. He will try to raise all the five Taoist foundations in Dantian to the ninth level of perfection.
Relying on his own strength, it would be difficult to gather these spiritual objects in a short time.
"Yes, you can use all the resources in Taixuan at will."
Geng Yiyang agreed without any hesitation, and then said:
"This is something decided between you and me. Only you and I know it. To the outside world, you are the Holy Son of Taixuan. How about it? According to the rules, I can only give you some resources if you become the Holy Son."< br>
"Okay." Chu Zheng nodded in agreement without hesitation.
After a moment of silence, he spoke again and mentioned the old owner of the Ning Kong Bracelet, You Ziyun:
“You Ziyun died under the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance. I guess it has something to do with the people of Taixu Holy Land."
After finishing his words, Geng Yiyang's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and his eyes darkened: "How can you be sure?"
Chu Zheng raised his head slowly. In his hand, the fingertips flashed with light, and a sword energy formed by water flowed through his palm like a dragon:
"I have learned the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance, and it matches the traces left on You Ziyun's corpse."
This was naturally an excuse that Chu Zheng came up with at the last minute.
When he and Geng Yiyang came into contact with You Ziyun's body, he already knew the real cause of his death, but he only delayed telling the truth until now.
Looking at the small sword swimming in Chu Zheng's palm, Geng Yiyang's pupils were slightly opened, unable to conceal his shock.
As for the cause of You Ziyun's death, he had already speculated before, but it was only confirmed at this moment.
What shocked him so much was Chu Zheng's control over Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance.
Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance, this sword art, has extremely high requirements for talent. If you want to reach the level of Chu Zheng, a genius with high-grade immortal bones will have to spend at least ten years of hard work.
Even if it is a super-grade immortal bone, which has been mastered the fastest in the history of Taixu Holy Land, it took a full two years to get started.
Geng Yiyang had long heard about the fact that Chu Zheng had obtained several immortality techniques, but he never expected that Chu Zheng had become so proficient in the Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance.
After a long while, Geng Yiyang came back to his senses, with a complex look in his eyes.
He was worthy of being an accomplished monster who could forcibly practice different ways in the Cangyun Realm. Chu Zheng's talent far exceeded his imagination.
Excellent Immortal Bone is by no means Chu Zheng’s limit. Compared with Gen Bone, this person’s understanding is truly terrifying.
He was basically certain that Chu Zheng practiced heresy, but he was not prepared to point it out.
If you say it at this time, it will inevitably look threatening. In addition, Chu Zheng's mind is sharp and changeable, so there will inevitably be a lot of speculation. When the time comes, there will be a gap in the heart, which is not good.
Now that Chu Zheng has met Ji Yuyan, the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition is now over. As for the problem that after the competition, Song Lingxue left the boundary and the deviation of the heavenly path still could not return to the original point, he would try to find a way to cover up for Chu Zheng.
There are still eight years left, enough for him to prepare.
Seeing that Geng Yiyang was silent for a long time, Chu Zheng only thought that he was considering his relationship with Taixu Holy Land and did not bother him.
"Let's go, I will show you the people who are now in Taixuan Holy Land."
After a long while, Geng Yiyang spoke again and stood up slowly, with no joy or anger in his expression. .
Chu Zheng calmly stretched out his hand and touched the hall under him, then stood up and followed Geng Yiyang out.
At the foot of the main peak of Taixuan is a wide square.
More than ten thousand years ago, this place was a place where only true disciples and inner disciples could set foot. Now it has been temporarily converted into a residence for a group of disciples.
At this moment, the square was full of people. More than two thousand little carrot heads gathered in a mighty pile, and the sound of laughing and playing could be heard endlessly.
Children of the same age can get along well with each other with just two or three sentences, and since there are no elders around at the moment, it is even more troublesome.
There were only a few dozen children at the front, sitting upright with solemn expressions on their faces. They were wearing the clothes of disciples of the Taixuan inner sect.
From the day they entered the door, they knew that they were different from the children who were still staying at the outer door, and there was an invisible sense of distance.
"Quickly, stand still and stop making trouble, Shen Mao, what are you doing?! Why are you taking off someone's pants!"
"Jiang Shouhui! Bastard, you peed here A place?”
Fu Quanliang walked among the children, his face full of pain, and it was impossible to control these little devils.
After a long period of confusion, the team finally managed to stand in line.
Not long after, with the arrival of an elder Taixuan, the place fell silent for a moment.
The children who were noisy just now fell silent for an instant.
They were not afraid of Fu Quanliang, because Fu Quanliang would only curse a few words at most and would not hit them at all.
But these elders are different. Each one of them is a rare great monk in the world. The pressure alone makes people feel fear in their hearts, and no one dares to offend them.
Fu Quanliang slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw Geng Yiyang and Chu Zheng walking from the top of the mountain. He was a little nervous for a moment.
As the chief of the inner sect, he sat a little nervously, with no talent to support him. He was almost walking on thin ice every day, fearing that he had done something wrong.
A group of Taixuan elders arrived one after another, facing Chu Zheng, bowing slightly and saying:
"I have met the Holy Son."
The Holy Son, in terms of status, must also Above many elders, Geng Yiyang was so prestigious among Taixuan that no one dared to argue with his decision.
He believed that Chu Zheng was the Holy Son of Taixuan, and that Chu Zheng, just like Fu Quanliang, had low-grade immortal bones and could still be the chief of the inner sect.
This is not a false reputation. The amount of practice resources that the inner sect chief enjoys every month is something outside monks can never imagine.
"See the Holy Son."
Fu Quanliang knelt down on one knee to salute. A group of children behind him followed suit and knelt down, saying unevenly:
< br>"See the Son..."
Chu Zheng looked at the group of people in front of him, his eyebrows slightly raised. He had never felt so intuitively the predicament of Taixuan Holy Land's current situation.
A group of old people who are about to be buried, and a group of children who have just been enlightened.
In a hundred years, these elders will almost be dead. By then, the entire Taixuan will be destroyed in just one day.
If he hadn't been forced to do so, Geng Yiyang would not have backed down in front of him.
Besides him, there will be no other suitable person who can take the lead for a short time.
"This is the leader of the Punishment Hall, Ge Yuan."
"The leader of the Dan Hall, Gong Rulong."
"The leader of the Refining Hall, Qi Ying."
...
Geng Yiyang took Chu Zheng to meet many elders one by one and left a basic impression.
All the elders had a very calm attitude and were not overly enthusiastic.
Their understanding of Chu Zheng is only based on various news from the outside world, and they don’t know much about him personally.
They have lived too long, and their bad habit of making hasty judgments about a person has long been lost in the past.
As for Chu Zheng, they all retain their own opinions. Only by having more contact in the future can they have a more intuitive feeling.
The same is true for Chu Zheng. He is habitually a little wary of these old antiques whose cultivation is at least above the realm of divine transformation.
After a brief introduction, many elders quickly dispersed. If there was nothing important, they would rather stay in the cave and save as much energy as possible.
In this way, they may be able to live a few more years and accompany Taixuan to move forward.
Fu Quanliang originally wanted to say something to Chu Zheng, but after looking at Geng Yiyang on the side, he stopped and turned around to send the junior brothers and sisters back first.
After the crowd dispersed, Geng Yiyang suddenly said: "What do you think of Taixuan's current situation?"
Chu Zheng was silent for a while and said bluntly:
"The building will collapse and be in danger."
If Chu Zheng does not exist, Geng Yiyang's best plan is to find a successor with sufficient cultivation from the outside.
But doing that would be tantamount to giving away Taixuan’s foundation.
“You are really merciless.”
Geng Yiyang grinned and waved his hand:
"You don't need me to tell you where Song Lingxue is, right? Go on your own."
Chu Zheng didn't say much, bowed his hands and bowed, then turned and left.
Most of the reason for his trip to Taixuan was to send Wubi to Song Lingxue.
Song Lingxue's location is on a spiritual peak on the edge of Taixuan, some distance from the main peak.
It took a while before Chu Zheng arrived.
As soon as he got down, Chu Zheng saw Song Lingxue on the martial arts stage, her slightly furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxing.
Although he knew that Geng Yiyang would not embarrass Song Lingxue too much, he could not help but feel worried.
Seeing that she was in excellent condition at this moment, I was naturally relieved.
Chu Zheng took one step forward and was already on the martial arts stage. Before Song Lingxue could react, a figure appeared behind him.
The subconscious instinct made her hair suddenly rise, and the familiar smell that followed made her unconsciously put down the hand she had just raised, and turned around in disbelief.
The young man behind him had an upright posture and a warm smile. His breath was as warm and clean as ever. His clear eyes reflected a familiar face full of confusion.
"You're fine."
Listening to the words coming from her ears, Song Lingxue seemed to have a tight string slowly unwinding in her heart.
After looking at Chu Zheng for a long time, she slowly raised her hand and combed his slightly messy hair at the temples, with a smile in her eyes:
"Everything is fine."
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(End of this chapter)