The only way

Chapter 176
Above Yuanying is Huashen.

True God of Transformation, live forever.

Sanqing Daozong is an ancient sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It has been passed down from generation to generation in the sect, and there must have been more than one monk who transformed the gods.

For example, the master of Zhenjun Duanyi is a Zhenzun of Huashen.

Moreover, he is still in the sect, and has never passed away, nor has he ascended, a living and living monk who has transformed himself into a god.

Zhenjun Duanyi, his teacher and his disciples stared at Lingchu for a while, and finally decided that it would be safest to find a cultivator of Huashen in the sect.

And the first choice of cultivator of transforming spirits is naturally Zhenjun Duanyi's own master, Lingchu's master ancestor.

True Venerable Jiuyuan.

Although the cultivators of Huashen are also in the inner mountain, they are in a completely different place. Every cultivator of Huashen is practicing in a secret area of ​​the sect that is not open to the public.

You know, if the cultivator of Huashen swallowed a little bit of spiritual power, I am afraid that the sum of the spiritual power of Neishan would not be enough for the cultivator of Huashen's body to circulate for a week.

Moreover, the practice of a cultivator who transforms the spirit will greatly affect the practice of other low-level monks.

Therefore, most of the cultivators who transform spirits in the sect stay in the secret realm, and basically will not leave the secret realm if there is nothing to do.

And people outside the secret realm, if they want to find them, they also need to enter the secret realm.

The entrance to the secret realm where the cultivator of Huashen was located was known to the elders of Yuanying from all the peaks of the sect, the rest of the disciples only knew that there was a master of Huashen master, but they didn't know where it was.

Zhenjun Duanyi, who is both the elder Yuanying and the disciple of Zhenzun Huashen, naturally knows where the entrance is.

Leaving the two male disciples behind, Zhenjun Duanyi carried the young disciple with him, and arrived at an inconspicuous hilltop in Neishan in a flickering figure.

He took out a jade tablet from his sleeve, flicked his hands, the jade tablet was suspended in the void, and then merged into the void.

"Master, apprentice Duanyi, I am bringing my third disciple Lingchu to see you." Zhenjun Duanyi rarely restrained the flamboyance in his phoenix eyes, slightly flattened his long eyebrows, and respectfully said to the air.

Naturally, Lingchu didn't dare to stand aside, and followed his master to salute, "Apprentice Yu Lingchu, I have met my master."

No voice answered, but where the jade tablet disappeared, ripples formed in the void at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally formed an illusory channel.

On the other side of the passage, the sky is faintly blue, and flowers and plants are everywhere.

Zhenjun Duanyi gestured to the little disciple with his eyes, and stepped into the passage first.

Lingchu hurriedly followed behind and also stepped into the passage.

When the two of them entered, the illusory passageway was instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace, and this place once again became an inconspicuous hilltop.

As for Lingchu who stepped into the tunnel, he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the world in his eyes changed.

It is also a clear blue sky, but unlike Zongmen's misty clouds and mists, the sky here is cloudless, leaving nothing but blue.

Under the sky, there is an equally blue and clean lake, like a piece of translucent and flawless jade, embedded in the grass.

Not far away, there is also a neat world, in which all kinds of fruits and vegetables grow lushly and randomly.

Next to the field, there is a house made of stones, and a lush tree outside the house shades the stone table and chairs under the tree.

On the stone table, a chessboard was arranged randomly, with black and white chess pieces in no way.

Lingchu only dared to take a quick look, and followed his master, Zhenjun Duanyi, towards a boulder on the edge of the lake.

Because on the boulder, there is a fisherman in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat fishing.

He couldn't see his figure clearly, and Lingchu didn't dare to look at him with his spiritual sense.

Other than the sect's cultivator of transforming spirits, who else would appear in this secret realm, and, if I guess correctly, this might be her master.

Walking to Yuweng's side, Zhenjun Duanyi didn't say anything, just stood aside quietly.

Lingchu naturally couldn't speak anymore, although I don't know why the master is so cute all of a sudden, but when fishing, it is right not to talk, there is a sound, it is easy to scare the fish away.

It took more than half a day for the two of them to stop.

It may be difficult for mortals to stand, but for monks, it's nothing, but it's easy to get distracted.

Lingchu's thoughts diverged, and she didn't expect that just after she came back, she was dragged to see her master, but fortunately, Lingchu asked her elder brother Gu Tianqiu to help settle He Chaoyun, and by the way, help to report to the deacon's hall, and hand over Task.

Lingchu is still very trustworthy in the handling ability of the senior brother, and it is not the second senior brother Yanbei.

Crash.

Suddenly there was a sound of water fluctuations, and the black fishing rod was bent into a semicircle, but the person holding the fishing rod remained motionless.

"pat pat. pat"

There was a violent sweeping sound of the fish tail, and the fishing rod was lifted slightly. A fat and tender fish with silver scales was easily lifted up. The fishing rod drew a beautiful curve in the air, and it was still struggling. The big fish was thrown directly into the fish basket placed next to it.

As soon as the big fish entered the fish basket, it immediately became quiet.

Immediately afterwards, the fishing rod entered the water again without using any bait, and even the thread ends of the fishing rod were flat long needles instead of curved hooks.

Is this the willingness to take the bait?
Three big fish took the bait in a row and were thrown into the fishing basket. The fisherman finally moved his body, and a clear and warm voice sounded.

"Xiao Duanyi, why are you here? On weekdays, you are most afraid of being a teacher."

The so-called fisherman who took off his coir raincoat, took off his bamboo hat, and stood up with a fish basket in his hand was a young man.

A young man with a beautiful scenery and a suitable demeanor.

Just looking at the skin, people in their twenties would believe it. In the final analysis, monks are the most difficult group of people to tell their age by their appearance.

Lingchu first took a surprised look at the master's master, that is, Lingchu's ancestor. Unexpectedly, the master looked so young.

Seeing the appearance of an old fishing man before, Lingchu subconsciously thought he was a kind-hearted old man.

Surprised, he even forgot to lament that Master loves to call himself Xiao Lingchu, and the habits of little disciples are all in the same line.

The astonishment in Lingchu's eyes was not concealed. Zhenjun Duanyi discovered it, and Zhenzun Jiuyuan, a cultivator of Huashen, could naturally see it clearly.

"You are Xiao Duanyi's little disciple? Well, you look good." Looking at the extremely gentle appearance, Master Jiuyuan said to Lingchu with a smile.

"I am the No.3 disciple accepted by the master." Lingchu replied very obediently and meticulously.

Zhenzun Jiuyuan glanced at Lingchu up and down, and waved his hand casually, "I am Xiao Duanyi's master, and Xiao Duanyi is your master. Speaking of which, I am also your master ancestor."

"Hello Master!" Lingchu was the most clever, and immediately shouted with a wink.

"This little girl is clever. That's right. She is indeed the disciple that Xiao Duanyi likes. If you call me master, I can't be stingy." Zhenzun Jiuyuan stretched out his slender hand and touched his chin. His eyes fell on the vegetable garden next to him, "here, when you leave, go pick one from the vegetable garden and take it away, it will be a greeting gift from my master."

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