The only way

Yuqing Palace on Yuqing Mountain.

The sect leader Chong and Zhenjun have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as the three of Lingchu came to the gate of the palace, the gate of Yuqing Palace burst open.

Above the main hall, there are the first seats of each peak of the Sanqing Dao Sect, except Zhenjun Duanyi, as well as the Zhenjun who retreated, all are here.

In addition, there are two figures sitting above the main hall.

The black robe, languid and casual, is a person Lingchu is very familiar with, Master Jiuyuan Zhenzun.

The other middle-aged man, who was dressed in the robes of the Sanqing, was a little strange to Lingchu.

But with the faint coercion on his body, and the position sitting side by side with True Venerable Jiuyuan, it is not difficult to guess his identity.

Yunyangzi, another master of the Sanqing Taoist sect, the master of Chonghe Zhenjun.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they saw such a group of elders looking up.

Especially Zhenzun Jiuyuan and Yunyangzi, the three couldn't help but look at each other.

Then he stepped forward to salute very obediently.

"It's good to be back safely," Chonghe Zhenjun said, his usually serious face softened, "That's right, your cultivation has also improved."

The hall is full of great powers, so it is natural to be able to detect the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the three of them.

Especially in Lingchu's body, the fluctuation of spiritual power has become somewhat obvious.

Everyone has broken through from Jindan to Nascent Soul, so they naturally understand what is going on.

This is an external manifestation of the imminent breaking point.

As for Zhang Xuzhi and Mingyue, there is not too much difference. Both of them have stabilized at the Golden Core Dzogchen.

All you need is an opportunity, maybe you can't try to break through Nascent Soul.

It is an excellent thing for the disciples to return safely and improve their cultivation base. For the sect master Chong and Zhenjun.

Lingchu's master was not there, but Mingyue's master Baopu Zhenjun and Zhang Xuzhi's master Yunlan Zhenjun were both.

The two sensed their apprentice's cultivation, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, we didn't come here to listen to these gossips, let's talk about the demons, and then go back and have a good rest."

Wan Jianfeng's first Shouguang Zhenjun glanced at the three people below, and spoke bluntly.

Zhenzun Jiuyuan and Yunyangzi at the top didn't speak, they just quietly listened to the disciples and grandchildren below.

One by one, the three of Lingchu repeated what they had said in Tongyou Hall of Qianji Pavilion.

Skillfully waited for the elders to ask various questions, and then patiently answered them one by one.

Between questions and answers, time passed like an hourglass.

It wasn't until the second day when the Golden Crow ascended to the east that the three of Lingchu left Yuqing Palace.

Before Lingchu left, a faint voice came from beside his ear.

"After meeting your elder brother, go to the secret place and wait for me."

It was the voice of Master Jiu Yuan Zhenzun.

Lingchu was taken aback for a moment, and then said yes softly.

As soon as they left the gate of Yuqing Palace, the three of them bid farewell, for Sanqing Daozong was still very big.

The distance between the peaks is not close, and the three of them are not on the same peak.

Nature needs to be separated.

At the beginning of Lingling, he was thinking about his bamboo hut, senior brother, nephew, apprentice, Qingkong, Aunt Fenghe, Yaoyao, and every plant and tree in Taiqing Mountain.

Zhang Xuzhi and Mingyue naturally have people and things they miss.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and then went back to their respective peaks.

Lingchu was not in a hurry to rush back to Taiqing Mountain, but sat on the spirit crane inside the gate, looking at the green mountains below and the Sanqing disciples shuttling back and forth in the early morning filled with fairy spirit.

A relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The time she left the sect this time was not the longest, and the situation she encountered was not the most dangerous.

But it is the most tiring.

The constant need for vigilance, the need to pretend, the need to conceal is a tiring business.

Even monks.

It wasn't until he returned to Sanqing Daozong that Lingchu could completely relax.

Unhurriedly, Lingchu finally set foot on the land of Mount Taiqing again.

As soon as he passed through the protective formation of Taiqing Mountain, his spiritual consciousness moved.

A figure rushed into her arms like a hurricane, followed by two frantic figures.

Taking a closer look, Qingkong, who had turned into a cat again, blinked a pair of innocent eyes of strange color, and meowed at Lingchu's flattery.

When I was young, I learned to howl like a wolf, and when I grew up, I learned how to meow like a cat.

What a studious tiger.

Lingchu showed an amused expression, and rubbed Qingkong's head, "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Qingkong blinked and didn't answer, but He Chaoyun, who finally arrived hurriedly behind him, rushed to speak, "Uncle! Qingkong ate all the colorful brocade pheasants raised in the back mountain of Danxia Peak! Daoist's disciples are all coming to ask for compensation!"

Lingchu still knew about the colorful brocade pheasant in the back mountain of Danxia Peak.

Danxia Peak is good at alchemy, all kinds of elixir and spiritual plants are planted on the mountain, and a lot of spiritual fruits are planted in the back mountain.

This colorful brocade pheasant grew up eating spiritual plants and spiritual fruits all day long. Its feathers can be used to refine weapons, and its blood can be used to refine alchemy, but it is most famous for its delicious taste.

The meat is tender but not woody, and it also contains a fragrance of spiritual fruit.

Even if the hair has been removed, it will be roasted casually without adding any condiments, and the taste will be excellent.

If you cook well, even monks who don't care about appetite can't help it.

At the beginning of Lingling, he once ate roast chicken made from colorful brocade pheasants in Sangzi.

That taste...

Involuntarily, Lingchu swallowed, and a faint light appeared in his eyes.

Qingkong's eyes lit up, and he pulled Lingchu's collar, "Master, I left three of the fattest ones for you! Grill them and eat them!"

three!The fattest!
Lingchu was a little moved, and raised his head to meet the eyes of He Zhaoyun and his apprentice Li Xianxian.

With a clear cough, Lingchu pressed Qingkong's head and looked at He Zhaoyun, "How many spirit stones did you lose? I'll pay."

"Little uncle..." He Zhaoyun looked at Lingchu helplessly, and sighed maturely.

Are you used to spirit beasts, or are you hungry too?
Li Xianxian is also aware of his master's temperament, thinking that his uncle Sangzi, who usually takes care of his master, is not in the sect, he can't help but smile and say, "Master, why don't you ask Master Qingkong to give me the pheasant, and I'll make roast chicken for master. "

The eyes of Lingchu and Qingkong, the man and the beast lit up at the same time.

"Good apprentice!"

"Good boy!"

Lingchu patted Li Xianxian on the shoulder, his face full of relief.

Qing Kong also skillfully jumped into Li Xianxian's arms, patted Li Xianxian's chest with her small paws, "Let's go, let's go, I'll go to the kitchen with you, I still have a lot of delicious food here!"

He Zhaoyun watched helplessly as Li Xianxian returned to the bamboo hut with Qingkong, holding the storage bag that Lingchu had stuffed in, and said weakly, "Little uncle, master is waiting for you."

Lingchu nodded, looking at He Zhaoyun's charming face pretending to be mature, he couldn't help laughing, "Younger, be more lively."

"Since the little uncle is back, why not take over the affairs of Taiqing Mountain..." He Zhaoyun said quietly.

Lingchu shut his mouth immediately, and said haha, "I still have to retreat and break through, Chaoyun, the things on the mountain are hard work for you!"

"By the way, the presents for you are all in the storage bag. Remember to take them out and give them to everyone for me. After giving them, you can come to the bamboo forest to taste the taste of the colorful brocade pheasant together."

After speaking, her figure quickly disappeared in place.

Only He Chaoyun was left alone, holding the storage bag, looking up at the sky and sighing.

He Chaoyun: I have endured too much alone!