Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 242
After dialing, Shen Zhiyu saw the tenth district of Kurongyuan. She looked intently at the location of Jinyuyuan, but what was strange was that the mountain peak was covered by a thick white mist, let alone Jinyuyuan. I can't see the nearby mountains clearly.

Shen Zhiyu: "?"

A thin layer of white mist obscures the sight of other places that are not allowed to be seen carefully, so here is such a large group, it looks like a green and beautiful inner door seen from a distance, but shrouded in white clouds when viewed up close.

They are not allowed to watch.

Shen Zhiyu continued to paw and pull twice without giving up, but she still couldn't see.

Could it be because of her?It shouldn't be, isn't this trying to cover up?Sure enough, there is no silver 300 taels here.

What's more, she has been away from the sect for a long time, there is no reason to cover an empty courtyard with nothing.

There must be some other reason.

Forget it, no matter what the situation is, just go back and have a look.

Shen Zhiyu used the smoke escape all the way, and rushed across the mountain cliffs like a phantom, rushing to the location of Jinyuyuan.

However, the main hall of Shuwutang is a bit far away from Jinyuyuan, and low-altitude flights are also prohibited. Shen Zhiyu traveled all the way across mountains and mountains. If it weren't for the real-time scene in her head, she might get lost.

Halfway through, Shen Zhiyu became a little confused. The sect that cannot fly is too big, right? !
Couldn't the real-time scene of that sect be created to prevent the disciples from getting lost? !
Shen Zhiyu was used to walking on the road with Yujian before, and when Yujian was on the road, his consciousness was released, and his eyes could still be interested in reading books when he was free. Now he suddenly drove for so long with his feet. To be honest, he is now returning to ordinary people to hurry way, somewhat uncomfortable.

But there is no way around this, Jindan Qi's uncle can fly at low altitude when he is at the outer door, but he has to travel honestly and use his legs when he is inside the inner door.

So now Shen Zhiyu can only walk back to the cave honestly.

After a long time, Shen Zhiyu finally saw the hill where Jinyuyuan was located.

finally reached!

Shen Zhiyu's previously slowed speed instantly increased to the fastest speed, and half a quarter of an hour later, he came to the position halfway up the mountain.

Just when Shen Zhiyu was happily rushing towards the Jinyu Courtyard, when she came back last time, she found that the door of the newly built small courtyard next to the Jinyu Courtyard was suddenly opened, and a gray-clothed monk who looked familiar came out of it, carrying a pole. The fishing rod came out.

Good guy, now Shen Zhiyu finally knows where the white mist is coming from.

After seeing Shen Zhiyu, the grey-clothed friar had a gentle smile on his face, "... are you back?"

This grey-clothed monk was the Nascent Soul Stage monk who was guarding the door of the Library Pavilion that she had deeply suspected.

Shen Zhiyu's footsteps stopped, and a complex emotion rose in her heart. Apart from a little embarrassment, there was also a little unspeakable emotion left in her heart. She politely saluted as a disciple, "I have seen Master Mingji .”

Hearing her voice of saluting, True Monarch Mingji gave up, "Go on your own." After speaking, he took the fishing rod in his hand and walked leisurely to the back of the mountain.

Although there was a clear deep pool behind the mountain, Shen Zhiyu remembered that there seemed to be no fish in that pool?

Shen Zhiyu looked at Zhenjun Mingji's back slowly going away, and then she turned her head to look at the small courtyard again, frowning slightly.

Why did this guy move here?Isn't that arranged by the sect?
Seeing that the figure of Zhenjun Mingji had disappeared, Shen Zhiyu didn't struggle for too long, and went straight back to the Jinyu Courtyard.

This time she didn't hang up the task, so the yard looked a little messy, and there was a sense of desolation that had not been lived in for a long time.

Shen Zhiyu flew a few sound transmission charms to the acquaintances, telling them that she was back now, and then began to tidy up the Jinyu Courtyard.

Now it's the foundation-building period, the effect of Qingchen Jue is much stronger, and the scope is also much wider, but in a short while, Shen Zhiyu roughly cleaned up the yard.

As soon as it was cleaned up, Shen Zhiyu saw a fiery red sound-transmitting paper crane flying back.

It was Luo Hongmian who came back.

When she sent the sound transmission talisman before, she made a special trip to ask Luo Hongmian if she was free. She wanted to find the well-informed Luo Hongmian and ask about Wanjianhui.

Now there are still three or two months before the official start of the Wanjianhui, but in the past, at this time, monks from the outside world who came to participate in the Wanjianhui have been sent to Xuanjijian one after another, but this time, The sect was under martial law, and the courtyard Shen Zhiyu passed by to welcome foreign guests was deserted.

This is very unreasonable, but judging from the behavior of the monk on duty when he signed up at the General Affairs Hall just now, it seems that the Wanjian Club was held as usual, and there was nothing unusual about it.

So Shen Zhiyu wanted to understand the situation first.

After listening to Luo Hongmian's sound transmission amulet from the paper crane, Shen Zhiyu tidied up, found some clothes to change into, and went out to find her.

At the foot of the mountain, probably because she knew she would come, the gate of the courtyard was open. Luo Hongmian was wearing a light blue robe, sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, reading the account books.

Shen Zhiyu twitched the corners of her mouth, Luo Hongmian probably read more ledgers than ordinary monks read books...

But after thinking about it, there are so many books to look at, which also shows that her net worth is very rich, which is really enviable.

But after Shen Zhiyu put this situation on himself and thought about it for a while, he immediately shook his head in horror, forget it, it's good to be poor.

When Qingling Yuanjun's baby-birth ceremony was held before, Shen Zhiyu was already busy with just a start. If he really dealt with these things every day like Luo Hongmian, he would have to deal with them in an orderly manner. There is no such ability at all.

When she wasn't familiar with her before, Luo Hongmian would still raise her head to say hello, but now she holds a pen and concentrates on dealing with the problems on the account book without even raising her eyelids.

The reduction in treatment is too much.

Shen Zhiyu sighed quietly, walked to the table and sat down, waiting for her to finish processing this account book.

It is probably because there are too many books to deal with, and the speed has been practiced. A thick book can be processed in two quarters of an hour.

After putting down the ledger, Luo Hongmian stretched his back leisurely, looked up at her, and said insincerely, "You have established the foundation? Congratulations."

"Thank you," Shen Zhiyu took a look at the aura around her. She seemed to have polished her foundations. It didn't take long before she could retreat and build a foundation. She said with a smile, "What about you? When are you going to break through?"

(End of this chapter)