The only way

Chapter 644 Retreat, childish

After returning to the cave, Lingchu originally thought that the matter of the true disciples here would be over, but who would have expected that the real highlight would be next.

As soon as I returned to the cave, the quiet mountain peak in the past was already very noisy.

The friars coming and going, the smiling faces, the piles of congratulatory gifts, and the endless greetings made Lingchu a little dazed for a while, as if he had returned to the temple fair where he played when he was young.

As the only monk in Lingchu cave, Sangzi is really busy.

The lineage of Zhenjun Duanyi is originally a small number of people, and the masters and apprentices are all very quiet. There is no rule that there should always be a few Taoist maids serving in the cave of ordinary monks. After many calculations, it turns out that under Lingchu's sect, there is a hometown.

Therefore, for this continuous stream of visitors, naturally Sangzi could only come forward, smile back one by one, and then politely decline the gifts, only accepting the gifts from those who are close to Lingchu.

It's only been a day or two since the battle between true disciples ended, and Sang Zi's face is almost stiff from smiling, and he has to massage his facial muscles with spiritual power every day to soothe them.

In just two days, Sang Zi deeply felt that this was harder than her searching for ingredients in the mountains day and night, or staying in the kitchen for half a month to chop vegetables.

However, for the sake of Lingchu's reputation, Sangzi still put on a strong smile and tried not to offend anyone.

When Lingchu finally came back, seeing everyone rushing towards Lingchu, Sangzi, who was outside the crowd, showed a relieved expression.

Can be counted back.

Lingchu was stunned, she never thought that just after she landed, before the door of her small courtyard had even entered, a group of people surrounded her, all of them with fanatical expressions.

If she hadn't remembered that this was her own sect, and the people in front of her were all wearing the costumes of the Sanqing Taoist sect, with smiles on their faces, she would almost have thought that she had encountered a group of robbers.

Looking around, I didn't know many people, but all the faces were familiar. After listening to the congratulations from everyone, Lingchu probably understood that these people came to congratulate her.

Who doesn't know, true disciples are not ordinary disciples, their status is comparable to elders, they can live alone in a peak, and they can also learn the secret method of Sanqing.

What's more, the future masters, the heads of each peak, might not be these true disciples.

Naturally, it is necessary to form a good relationship early.

The monks are noble, but not all monks are noble.

The later the monk is, perhaps a random hint from a high-ranking monk is an opportunity.

Lingchu understood in his heart, and everyone is a monk after all, even if they are enthusiastic, they will stop at the point, congratulate a few words, send a congratulatory gift, and sign up for a name, that's it, naturally Lingchu will not casually sweep the face of the same sect .

He smiled and answered a few words, but he thought of his second senior brother Yan Bei in his heart. No wonder the second senior brother, when he reached the top of the mountain, left a sentence of retreat and enlightenment, and then disappeared in a flash.

At that time, Lingchu thought that his second senior brother was diligent and hardworking, but now it seems that he had expected this scene and hid.

Finally, one batch was sent away, and another batch came, and one batch after another, finally, Lingchu saw a gap, opened the formation without hesitation, released the news of the retreat, and closed the courtyard door. I can't even call.

Even Sangzi didn't dare to take a step out of the small courtyard formation, so he simply went into seclusion.

However, in two days, the four new true disciples all announced that they were retreating, they would not come out, and they would not accept any visitors.

More than a month later, because of the retreat of the four true disciples, the turmoil of the true disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect gradually disappeared within the sect. go out.

According to rumors, two of the four new true disciples of the Sanqing Dao Sect are female disciples, and one of the female disciples, in the battle for the true disciples, is one against ten, with extraordinary strength and a fairy spirit. Gen, I heard that in the future, I am afraid that he will be another young Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Gradually, following the dictation of the monks who were present at the time, one by one spread the name of Master Yu Taiwei and Master Yu, and gradually gained some prestige on the Eastern Continent.

Of course, Lingchu, the protagonist of the rumors, didn't know all of this, because she was really in retreat.

After several battles in the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map, he won the Golden Lotus Terrace again, and comprehended the technique of transforming one qi into three cleanses. Lingchu even faintly sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough. Right now, all that is left is to accumulate the aura, and then he can break through naturally.

The Golden Lotus Terrace is a reward for the true disciples of Lingchu. When practicing, sitting on the Golden Lotus Platform can help in cultivation, calm the mind, and protect the body. magic weapon.

After Lingchu tried it out, he found that sitting on the Golden Lotus Terrace and cultivating not only calmed the mind, but also more than doubled the speed of cultivation. In addition, the Golden Lotus Terrace itself was rich in spiritual power, which was even more beneficial to cultivation.

It is really a rare auxiliary cultivation treasure.

As for the refining of the magic weapon, Lingchu has no free time for the time being, and plans to wait for the breakthrough of this retreat, and to comprehend the power of one qi to transform the three cleans, before making any plans.

Therefore, it took more than a year for the Taiqing Mountain Formation to start.

The buds on the branches bloom and fade, the sun rises and sets in the sky, and the seasons come and go.

Taiqing Mountain has long since returned to its usual silence, even a little quieter.

In the huge Taiqing Mountain, there are only a handful of disciples who sweep the stone steps, take care of the spiritual fields, flowers and trees on the mountain, and take care of the spiritual birds and animals.

These can be solved by relying on formations, but in order to train the disciples and find some ways to exchange contribution points for the disciples, the sect usually encourages the peaks to issue some tasks, so that those who are not good at fighting skills or Disciples who don't like to kill don't have to insist on taking the tasks of killing monsters and chasing villains.

At the same time, it was also to make the entire sect look a little more popular, so that no one would know if the Daoist Sanqing Dao Sect was too big and the disciples retreated individually.

After all, it is one thing to be dusty, but quite another to be deserted.

There were few people in Taiqing Mountain, but there were still a few low-level disciples sweeping and sweeping, filling the crowd.

And because there are few disciples in Taiqing Mountain, and there are few things to do, but they give a lot of contribution points, it is a popular job to come to Taiqing Mountain to work.

It was Gu He who had worked so hard to get this job. As an outer disciple, it was rare to be able to come to the inner mountain, which is one of the three mountains. Even if it was just a small job of cleaning the steps, he was very serious and responsible.

Holding a broom that is taller than a person, he swiped the stone steps, step by step, carefully sweeping over them, trying to keep the light clean and dust free.

Because several high-ranking monks in Taiqing Mountain had retreated for most of the time, and Gu He cleaned the steps for half a month, he had never seen other monks once, so when he heard the sound of humming from behind him, a Time is still a little dazed.

Gu He quickly turned his head to look.

On the stone steps, a child who looked to be only four or five years old, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, was looking up at him, smiling, revealing a pair of pointed and thin canine teeth, with a soft voice, The tone was aggressive, "Hey, boy, are you new here?"

　Hey, who is it, who is it, no prize quiz, don't miss it when you pass by.

　　
　
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