Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 156
Taiyi calendar 551 years.

Pentagram.

inner valley.

"Have you heard that Senior Brother Fu Lang is already preparing to refine the seventh-grade elixir 'Ding Ling Pill'. If this furnace of Ding Ling Pill is successfully refined, Senior Brother Fu Lang may become a real alchemist, and he is also the master of our Zhao family. The first alchemist."

"It's not just an alchemist, it's said that the clan is already discussing to promote Senior Brother Fu Lang to be the deacon of the alchemy hall and enjoy the treatment of an elder."

"Brother Fu Lang is really the number one genius in our Zhao family!"

"I don't know what's going on with the Qianzhong League and the Longevity Sect recently. I heard that there has been a lot of friction between the two monks."

"It seems that they are still near our Wuyuan Valley."

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In the preaching hall.

The lecturer has not yet arrived.

Many junior disciples gathered together in twos and threes, talking about the news they had heard recently.From the trivial matters of the Zhao family to the north and south, many words and phrases heard from the mouths of the elders were used as conversation materials with disciples of the same generation.

Zhao Fulang.

Since learning alchemy, he has become famous and out of control. Many junior disciples grew up listening to Zhao Fulang's story.

Especially those who have awakened their spiritual roots in the mortal world.

He even admired Zhao Fulang very much.

See it as a model of mundane counterattack.

The alchemists recognized in the world of cultivating immortals are those who can refine at least seventh-grade pills, so only Zhao Fulang who can refine seventh-grade pills can become a real alchemist.

Since then.

No matter which clan is in the Thousand Grottoes.

They will be treated as honored guests.

now.

It has been 20 years since the Zhao family moved from Luo to southern Xinjiang.

Ten years have passed since Zhao's family moved from Weishan Mountain in southern Xinjiang to Wuyuan Valley.

It's been since Zhao Yongqi's last retreat.

There are also four years.

A full 20 years!

The vicissitudes of life have been turned upside down.

For ordinary mortals, this is the change of a whole generation and the drastic change of the times!

For ordinary cultivators.

It is definitely a change like the vicissitudes of life.

Nearly a quarter of all the monks who came to southern Xinjiang from the Luo Kingdom have died in the past 20 years, and most of the remaining monks have forgotten all about the Luo Kingdom period, and perhaps there is no need to mention it again.

The younger generations who have grown up now.

They are true Southern Xinjiang monks. They grew up in Southern Xinjiang since they were young, and even after migrating from Weishan to Wuyuan Valley, they worship those monks with advanced cultivation and strong spells the most.

only.

This generation of people lives in the Five Yuan Valley.

Little contact with the outside world.

At most, it is dealing with monsters and beasts.

Therefore, it lacks some scheming to communicate with outsiders.

"The pastor is here too."

"Ms. Pastor is a rare visitor in the teaching hall. She was not locked up by your hall master today to practice at home!"

"Miss Pastor, look at the Xueling rabbit I just caught. Although it is only a first-order monster, it is extremely humane. I am planning to send it to you someday."

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At this time.

A tall and slender woman came.

Instantly attracted the attention of most people present.

She is wearing an ice-blue floral cloud satin gauze dress, her slender black hair reaches her waist like a waterfall, her exposed skin is as white as snow and can be broken with the snap of her fingers, her standard oval face and almond eyes are as clear and bright as a pool of clear water .

I saw her long eyelashes flickering.

First, Yingying gave a salute: "I have met all senior brothers and sisters."

The laughter is crisp, the tone is as gentle as that of a lark, and the sweetness is like honey, which makes people feel more comfortable.
then.

She turned to look at a man approaching her.

This person was about the same age as her, holding a palm-sized rabbit in his hand. The rabbit's eyes were as vivid as rubies, and its snow-white hair was delicate and extremely cute.

"Junior Brother Bai, I don't like Xueling Rabbit very much, please worry about it."

She took a few glances at the rabbit before gently declining.

"Don't worry, don't worry"

The man who gave the rabbit was watched by everyone, and his face couldn't help but turned hot and slightly red, but he continued: "What kind of beast does the pastor sister like, next time 'Uncle Su Tian' takes me to the outer valley, I will catch one for you. "

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"Boy of the Bai family, you really didn't see it and you're still pretending to be stupid. Don't you know that the pastor girl is not interested in you?"

"Yes, don't pester the pastor sister."

The girl hasn't spoken yet.

People around started booing.

Among the new generation of disciples of the Zhao family, Zhao Fulang is naturally the most outstanding male cultivator, and he is a well-deserved "number one"!
Among the female monks.

Most Admired.

It was the girl in front of her.

Mu Cao Si.

The daughter of Mu Yangqiu, the master of the Hall of Testing Souls.

Mu Caosi not only has the qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots, but her father, Mu Yangqiu, is the No.1 head of the Zhao family with a different surname, and his background and power are also in the first echelon of the Zhao family.

Most importantly.

Although she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, her appearance is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is actually the "dream lover" among many junior disciples of the Zhao family.

And because of this.

His family education is very strict.

Usually rare.

It is only passed on orally among monks.

When she appeared today, no matter whether she had seen it or not, they all focused their attention on her, wanting to know what kind of appearance she was, which made most of the disciples of the same generation fascinated by her.

As for Zhao Yongwen, Zhao Fuyu and the like.

Although it is also beautiful.

It is comparable to Mu Cao Si.

But the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

For most of the clansmen present, they are already elders of the older generation, and Zhao Yongwen still sees them once or twice a year. As for Zhao Fuyu who has been retreating all the year round, she has become almost a "legendary" figure.

For junior disciples.

All I know is that the Zhao family has an iceberg beauty.

But never saw it with my own eyes.

"Lecturer He is here."

Just as many monks were chatting and laughing happily, they were suddenly interrupted by Dao's voice penetrating the audience.

The crowd looked up.

Sure enough, he saw a middle-aged beautiful woman descending from the sky wearing a pale yellow handkerchief.

"Meet Lecturer He."

"Meet Lecturer He."

He Shuilan.

A monk in the Foreign Affairs Hall.

She has a brief introduction to all kinds of weird characteristics in southern Xinjiang, especially the various dangers in the Qianzhong Cave, and she can speak eloquently, so whenever she comes to the Foreign Affairs Hall to give lectures, all seats are packed.

One of the most popular lecturers.

"You don't have to be too polite."

He Shuilan has a kind smile on her face. She often teaches in the foreign affairs hall, so she is already familiar with the road.

Immediately cut to the chase: "Today we will talk about the formation of weirdness and how to avoid it. We all know that only wild lands have weirdness, and it can be found in the Plain of Ten Thousand Kingdoms."

Sudden.

Her voice stopped abruptly.

He Shuilan raised his head suddenly in the middle of speaking, looked up at the distant sky, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

"Lecturer He, what's the matter?"

"Is something wrong?"

The monk who has a good relationship with He Shuilan asked carefully and softly.

But I didn't think about it.

He Shuilan still seems to have never heard of it.

Three steps in parallel, walked out of the Dharma teaching hall quickly, then "swish" jumped to the top of the house, and looked towards the direction of Qingzhu Lake.

"What happened to Lecturer He?"

"I don't know, Lecturer He used to be very talkative, why did he ignore people just now?"

"Could something happen?"

Seeing her like this, the clansmen in the teaching hall immediately discussed softly.

But soon.

was interrupted by the sound.

"Have you...have you sensed the fluctuations in spiritual power? It seems... our spiritual energy is converging there."

what he said there.

Naturally, it was the direction He Shuilan was looking at.

That is the area closest to Qingzhu Lake.

This statement came out.

All the cultivators immediately began to hold their breath and comprehend the changes in the spiritual energy in the void. Their cultivation bases and aptitudes vary from high to low, and their sensitivity to spiritual energy is also different.

But still react quickly one after another.

"I feel that the aura is indeed gathering there."

"And it's moving faster and faster."

"This vision is"

"Someone is trying to build a foundation!"

Instantaneous.

All the cultivators suddenly realized.

(End of this chapter)