The only way

Chapter 90 Dao Heart
It is raining continuously outside the window, and it has been another year of rain hitting green bamboos, and bursts of fragrance fall into the window soothingly with the wind.

The fresh air after the rain and the beautiful mountain scenery could not erase the uneasiness in Lingchu's heart at all.

Yesterday, the disciples in the trial counted the number of elixir and how much they contributed on the spot.

As Lingchu expected, her contribution points were much more than 600, a total of more than [-]. This is still some elixir hidden in Lingchu.

For example, Tianyuan fruit, and some precious elixir obtained from Fu Jiutian's storage bag.

Out of caution, Lingchu didn't take out some of the more common elixir, which were slightly recognizable, and when Lingchu divided up the elixir, they deliberately scattered the elixir, so that people couldn't tell from the quantity. distinguish.

Even, of course, a new jade box was used to pack it again. Fu Jiutian's storage bag and jade box were all thrown in the secret realm.

With more than 600 contribution points, Lingchu has firmly entered the top five.

In the secret realm trial, the top five were Hong Sihai, Lingchu, Qiu Di, Yun Haotian, and Zhan Taimingyue.

Among them, Hong Sihai and Qiu Di are old disciples, and the remaining three are actually new disciples.

At that time, all the disciples were stunned.

In previous years, there were very few new disciples, and within ten years of getting started, they won the top five in the trial, and they were still three in one fell swoop.

In fact, Yun Haotian wasn't even in the top five. It was Lingchu, Jiang Hanyan, and Wu Yun who contributed a part.

Jiang Hanyan didn't seem to care, since he couldn't make it to the top five anyway, after guaranteeing the top-rank Foundation Establishment Pill, the rest was given to the most promising Yun Haotian.

The same is true for Wu Yun.

A stream of light outside the window cut through the misty rain and fell into Lingchu's hands.

On the slender fingers, light blue spiritual power surged, and the bright yellow talisman turned into ashes and burned up in the rain.

At the same time, the content of the sound transmission talisman appeared in Lingchu's ear, which was Yu Xiaoxiao's cheerful and clear voice.

The eight new disciples of Wakoin, together with Jiang Hanyan, were organized by the small Yu team, and the nine of them celebrated the success of this trial together.

All nine of them got the Foundation Establishment Pill, and the three of Lingchu also got the Five Elements Foundation Establishment quota, so they really should celebrate.

However, among the three of Lingchu, although Lingchu has an easy-going temperament and loves to laugh, Xijing is afraid of trouble, Zhan Taimingyue and Yun Haotian can only be said to be colder than the other.

As a result, it was the youngest Yu Xiaoxiao who was supposed to be the three of Lingchu.

Yu Xiaoxiao is the youngest, but has a lively and lovable personality. He has good talent and a sweet mouth. Among the new disciples in Lingchu, he has always been popular.

The new disciples of Heguang Academy are also quite accommodating to Yu Xiaoxiao, so it is a good choice for Yu Xiaoxiao to form a team.

He casually returned a sound transmission talisman, indicating that he would go.

Afterwards, Lingchu once again looked at the pattering rain outside the window, quietly listening to the whirling of bamboo leaves in the rain.

The delicate black eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, like the faint ripples on the surface of a distant mountain and an empty lake.

Very faint, but obvious.

With a flash of inspiration, the latest issue of the Big Secret Report appeared in Lingchu's hands.

Skillfully flipped to the third page, there was a list of missing disciples in this secret trial.

Of course, missing is just a nice way of saying it.

His white fingers slid across the eleven names on the list, and finally tapped lightly on the fifth.

Liu Mengyi.

In a daze, Lingchu remembered again, the first monk that Chuchu met after escaping from the foggy forest.

The pretty woman wielding a water-blue dharma sword.

Immediately afterwards, that day, after the trial ended, the man named Tong Fang handed in the elixir and looked around for Liu Mengyi's untimely, collapsed, unbelievable expression.

Lingchu stood indifferently outside the crowd, watching coldly the disciples who were friends with Tong Fang or Liu Mengyi, and surrounded Tong Fang with good words of comfort.

For some reason, Tong Fangming had a sad face, but Lingchu felt that all he could see in it was coldness.

She did not personally witness how Liu Mengyi disappeared, but what happened outside the misty forest, the murderous intent, greed, and indifference in Tong Fang's eyes at that time firmly occupied Lingchu's thoughts.

I will never forget that Tong Fang and Liu Mengyi turned against each other because of the Divine Soul Grass. The elixir that Tong Fang handed over that day did not contain the Divine Soul Grass.

The so-called sincerity, whether it is in the secular world or in the world of cultivation, it seems to be the same, and it cannot be worth the benefits.

How did Liu Mengyi disappear, and whether it was Tong Fang's hand, Lingchu couldn't be sure, because she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she could only say that Tong Fang was very suspicious.

Although there are tokens given by the sect for the trials in the secret realm, there will always be various accidents among disciples who die at the mouth of monsters or at the hands of fellow sects during each trial.

It is impossible for the Zongmen to keep an eye on every disciple all the time, and it never advocates excessive protection. The trial is not very safe, and there are dangers. The Zongmen has already informed all the disciples who participated in the trial.

After entering, each has his own destiny, each according to his ability.

If there is no reason to keep it, the sect will not pursue the disappearance of a disciple in depth.

Besides, this is still within the secret realm trials that are dangerous.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, they go out on trips and never return, they become obsessed in cultivation, they die when they break through the realm, they encounter big monks fighting on the road, and the fish in the pond are destroyed. Every day, there are disciples in the sect or there is no news of them. , or die.

Zongmen will not investigate each one in detail, especially in the Outer Mountains where there are a large number of disciples, and most of them have no mentors.

It's grim, but also normal.

This world has never been missing anyone, and it will never exist again.

Standing in the world for tens of thousands of years, the Sanqing Daozong, as immovable as a mountain, has a warm side, but naturally also has a ruthless side.

With compassion in mind, there is no shortage of thunderous means.

This was taught by her mother when she was a child, because she was soft-hearted for a moment and spared the maid who stole her jewelry. As a result, the number of maids not only increased, but later, she even dared to steal the land deed of the house and her own deed of sale .

At that time, the servant girl who was caught on the spot begged her again, and Lingchu was disappointed and angry, so he was sold out.

In fact, according to the rules, if the servants who stole the owner's property were directly beaten to death with sticks, the government would not hold them accountable.

It's just that Lingchu was still young at the time, and he was very kind-hearted.

If it were the current Lingchu, he still wouldn't kill that maidservant, but it wasn't because of kindness, it was simply because he didn't care.

That was the time when Mother touched her head and said such a sentence.

When I was young, I just felt ignorant.

Now, with a different mood and a different situation, Lingchu inexplicably remembered this sentence again.

There was no wave in her heart, but the ripples from Dai's eyebrows were quietly smoothed away.

There was a faint gleam in the clear and bright eyes, and the corners of the mouth were raised, with a Dao heart, which was wiped clean and transparent again.

Cultivation, also unconsciously, became more consolidated.

Regarding Liu Mengyi's matter, if there is an opportunity in the future, or if you have enough strength to deal with troubles after the foundation is established, please remind Liu Mengyi's relatives.

This matter also has nothing to do with being kind or not, it is just the bottom line of being a human being, or in other words, the Taoist heart that a monk should stick to.

　The old rules, first of all, I would like to thank the book friend Haifeng Yi for the reward of 2000 starting coins (and daily recommendation tickets, I remember), hehe, my heart is sweet.In the same way, I would also like to thank all the cute book lovers who voted for Silent, especially the book lovers who continue every day. You are the greatest motivation and treasure for writing silently.Thank you without saying a word!

　　
　
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