Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 29, Valley of Thousand Souls (please recommend, please collect)

Unfortunately, I am not here.

"Let's put it down, I'm here today to pay homage to Master Tianjian."

Xu Piaopiao said: "The sword-drawing technique passed down by the celestial master, the little girl has practiced for a few days, and I don't know if she can enter the celestial master's eyes."

Zhang Fan has nothing to do at leisure:

"Just try it."

Xu Piaopiao is overjoyed;
"Thank you Heavenly Master for your guidance."

Xu Piaopiao concentrated, exerted strength with five fingers, and drew the sword out of its sheath, the dantian condensed into a sword path, and pulled it out through the air.

The sound of piercing...
prickly...
A stone was split in two.

Zhang Fan nodded: "It's not bad, but the skill of drawing a sword must be done silently. You are only at the Golden Core level. It must have taken a lot of effort to have this level of cultivation in two days."

"Yes, this disciple draws his sword two thousand times a day, and only then did he realize the essence of sword drawing."

Zhang Fan shook his head;

"Not enough, just two thousand times is enough, more than [-] times a day, you must know that your Tianjian master [-] times a day, this is the only way to compete with the master in the golden core realm."

Xu Piaopiao's face turned pale when he heard that.

Two thousand times is already her limit.

Reached [-] times?

Is this something humans can do!

"Yes, I wonder if the Celestial Master accepts disciples?"

Zhang Fan was taken aback;
"You want to be my disciple?"

Xu Piaopiao knelt on the ground;
"I implore the celestial master to accept me as an apprentice. I, Xu Piaopiao, must respect my master and follow me from now on to serve my whole life."

"You're going to be disappointed, I already have disciples."

Xu Piaopiao was disappointed.

"I don't know who the disciple of the celestial master is, but he must be a rare genius in thousands of years."

Zhang Fan smiled, a genius of ten thousand years, I think it is almost a waste of ten thousand years, after a few days out, I don't know how Zhao Ling'er is doing in cultivation!
Without spiritual roots, cultivation is much slower than others.

Could this little girl have given up her cultivation and cleaned the graveyard every day, hoping that the head teacher would teach her every move and a half?

With Zhao Linger's thoughts, it is possible.

Zhang Fan felt a little regretful, but he still had to run around for his disciples, looking for golden wood spirit roots, refining seventh-grade elixir, and washing marrow elixir.

If I had known earlier, I would have given her tens of thousands of taels of silver to go home and raise piglets!
Wudang Mountain, on Tianling Terrace.

Zhao Linger sneezed.

With his hands on his hips, he said angrily, "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"Don't dare, Master Uncle is a disciple of the Heavenly Master, how dare we scold you."

"That is, whoever dares to scold Master Uncle, I, Lin Hai, will be the first to let her go."

"Master, this is today's qi training pill. Look at which tomb I will clean." A disciple held dozens of qi training pills.

Looking at Zhao Linger with pleading eyes.

Zhao Linger took out a hanging tag.

"This is your task today, remember to clean it up."

"Understood, Master, this disciple must clean up the dust." He happily took the tag, and immediately took the broom to clean it.

If Zhang Fan was here, his jaw would drop in shock!

Zhao Ling'er sat on the stool, waiting for the people below to honor the qi training pill.

I don't know who passed it on.

Zhang Fan was able to be promoted to the cultivation level of a celestial master in this way because his ancestor entrusted his dream.

Disciples from up and down Wudang Mountain came to sweep the tomb with brooms.

Zhao Linger was naturally angry.

So he put on the posture of the uncle, it is okay to sweep the grave, but you have to pay, if you don't have money, who will let you sweep the grave.

Forget about the disciples, and even some elders turned their faces and asked to clean the tomb.

Zhao Ling'er does not refuse anyone, as long as he has Qi training pills.

Some mausoleums are even cleaner than the Golden Temple, polished to a shine, and even shinier than gold.

Some mausoleums were even wiped a dozen times in one day.

For the sake of Master Tuomeng!

Zhao Linger looked at the long queue behind, and immediately became dissatisfied: "Everyone is lined up, and no one can jump in line. It's not proper to be in a panic."

"The elder with the white beard is talking about you. I saw it just now. You jumped in line!"

"I'm an elder." The white-bearded elder immediately became dissatisfied.

"Hmph, so what about the elders, even if the headmaster came, he would have to line up. Didn't you see so many people? You can't break the rules of my Kongling Mountain."

Zhao Ling'er was furious.

"Remember, it only takes half a stick of incense to clean, so don't think about cleaning for another second." Zhao Linger commanded.

She looks like a big sister.

If Zhang Fan found out, he would be stunned!

If you don't practice, you start to become a profiteer!Tomb-sweeping can only be done by exchanging qi pills.

One Sword School.

Zhang Fan: System, sign in.

System: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the heaven-level Hunyuan magic power, the eighth level of Hunyuan magic power, the limitless world, the rebirth of magic energy, endless life, immortality.

Mo Cangtian has only cultivated the eighth level of Dao, and has not yet reached the realm of Dzogchen!
Zhang Fan arrived at the main hall of the One Sword Sect.

"Heavenly Master, please take your seat."

Zhang Fan shook his head: "No, I'm just here to inquire about some news, none of you know the whereabouts of the Golden Wood Spirit Root."

All the elders, you look at me, and I look at you.

They all shook their heads.

Zhang Fan was very disappointed. He thought that there would be news from the One Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that even they didn't know about it.

"Tianshi, disciple knows."

From what Zhang Fan saw, he was a ninth-level disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"What's your name?"

"The disciple's name is Li Tai'an. Ten days ago, when I was slaying demons in the Valley of Thousand Souls, I heard the news of the Golden Wood Spiritual Root. The Golden Wood Spiritual Root is deep in the Valley of Thousand Souls."

Zhang Fan was taken aback;
"Where is the Valley of Thousand Souls?"

Xu Ran said: "The Valley of Thousand Souls is a big sect of demons. It was wiped out by Taoists thousands of years ago, and now it has been abandoned. However, there is still a lot of evil hidden inside."

"This Valley of Thousand Souls is an evil sect. It once launched a mortal war and killed or injured tens of millions of soldiers. These soldiers were collected by the Valley of Thousand Souls to increase their cultivation. Later, Zhengdao learned about them and eradicated them one by one."

Zhang Fan nodded.

Relying on soul cultivation is much better than using pills to cultivate.

Zhang Fan said, "Okay, three days have passed, and this seat should also leave."

Zhang Fan turned and walked out the door.

Xu Ran and the others immediately followed behind.

groveling:

"Farewell to the Celestial Master."

Zhang Fanfei left.

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Deep in the Valley of Thousand Souls.

"In the past few days, many disciples below the level of the master have come to the Ten Thousand Soul Unit to look for the Golden Wood Spiritual Root, and I have caught many of them."

Envoy Bai Wuchang: "What's the use of arresting some disciples? If I want to restore the heyday of my Wanhun Valley, I need tens of millions of souls. How are you doing what the ancestor ordered?"

Black and white impermanence is the messenger of the Valley of Souls.

The cultivation base of the master realm.

At the peak of Wanhun Valley, there were even eighteen celestial masters who turned the door to instigate the dynasty to fight and collect souls on the battlefield.

The black impermanence messenger nodded;
"Don't worry, I have captured the prince of the Yujiang Dynasty and blamed it on the Yubei Dynasty. The two great dynasties will fight in a few days. When the time comes, tens of thousands of people will be killed or injured, which is just enough to capture their souls."

Envoy Bai Wuchang nodded;

"Okay, but be careful, don't be discovered by the demon town master, the two celestial masters, Ziwei and Mulong, are not easy to fool."

A figure came out from the depths.

"Hmph, if eighteen celestial masters appeared in my peak period of Wanhun Valley, these two people would have been scared to death. These two people were only promoted to the cultivation base of celestial masters thousands of years ago. When my ancestor recovers his mana, he will find them sooner or later." Settle the bill."

The two immediately bowed their heads and bowed their knees.

"Welcome to the King of Rotation."

Patriarch nodded.

"Very good, you did a good job this time, the ancestor will definitely reward you."

Throw out two magic pills.

The envoy of Bai Wuchang was overjoyed: "This is the elixir of ten thousand demons condensed from tens of thousands of souls, and it is the supreme elixir for promotion to the realm of grand master."

The Lunzhuan King nodded and said, "That's right, not to mention the Wanmo Pill, even the Demon Devouring Pill is available in the peak period, and you will be directly promoted to the realm of the Celestial Master after eating it."

"Thank you, Patriarch, for giving me the medicine."

Two people Byrne.

"Cultivate hard and strive to reach the realm of a great master."

The figure gradually disappeared into the depths.

(End of this chapter)