Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 88 Moon Hidden Sect

After walking along a grassy path for a while, the terrain suddenly lowered, and the field of vision opened up.

It was actually a valley on top of a mountain.

I really don't know how this terrain was formed, it's so ingenious.

Wait—Meng Xiangzi said before that this place was artificially shaped by the founder of Yueyin Sect.

Such a large project is inconceivable to ordinary people, but a monk with a high level of cultivation can indeed move mountains and seas.

Xia Yongchu, who has been influenced by many online novels in his previous life, is not lacking in imagination, and he quickly accepted this.

Speaking of which, the patriarch of Yue Yinzong is quite powerful, with such a big hand, I don't know if he is a Jindan real person or a master of supernatural powers?
Looking as far as the eye can see, in the valley in front of you, there are many small ponds that are as beautiful as jewels, and there are several beautiful wooden and stone buildings interspersed among them.

It doesn't look like the practice sects that Xia Yongchu visited before, but it looks like a paradise, quiet and beautiful, reclusive and independent.

"Didn't your sect activate the sect protection array? What if mortals come here?" Xia Yongchu asked casually.

"How could a mortal get here. As for the grand array of guardians," Meng Xiangzi smiled wryly, "our sect is not good at management, and we are a little short on spirit stones, so it is difficult to maintain the daily expenses of the grand array. So there is nothing to do at ordinary times. It will open the guardian array."

Xia Yongchu came to a realization, it turned out that it wasn't that there was no big formation, it was just that it wasn't activated.

If you need to turn your face in an unexpected situation later, you have to take this factor into consideration.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please!" Meng Xiangzi happily led the way.

Xia Yongchu followed him to the most magnificent big house, the style was a bit like a palace, but not as magnificent as a human palace.

In front of the hall, there were two teenagers wearing the same light blue robes. When they saw Meng Xiangzi approaching, they saluted from a distance: "I have seen Elder Meng!"

"This is a handyman disciple, fellow Daoist Han, you don't need to salute them."

Meng Xiangzi said something to Xia Yongchu, then turned his head and asked them: "Is the master here?"

"The leader went on a trip and did not return."

Meng Xiangzi said a few more names, and the servant disciples all answered in the same way: "They all traveled abroad and never returned, and there are only second and third generation disciples in the sect."

Meng Xiangzi actually knew it long ago, but he still pretended to be happy: "As I said, the monks above the Gangsha Realm in the door are not here. Fellow Daoist Han, you should rest assured! It's done!"

Xia Yongchu smiled and said, "Very good."

Meng Xiangzi said: "We've been traveling for a few days, and the journey is exhausting. You Daoist Han, why not go to take a bath and change clothes, rest for a while, and then we can drink tea and talk about Taoism later, and enjoy the strange stones from beyond the sky."

Xia Yongchu naturally wanted to look at the stone first, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

But, since the other party has said so, he can only be hospitable and do as he pleases, "That's the work."

Xia Yongchu originally thought that "shower and change clothes" was a polite word, but he didn't expect a handyman disciple to lead him to a house not far away. There was a swimming pool the size of a gymnasium swimming pool, which was clear and steaming.

Soon two beautiful mortal girls in light gauze came in, helped him undress and bathe him, and rubbed his back after he entered the water.

Facing this kind of battle, Xia Yongchu's heart has no ripples.

The Xia family has been managed by him into a wealthy family, and this kind of thing has long been commonplace.

If he doesn't have this concentration, it is impossible for him to have only one wife and one concubine in his room.

A girl was a little dishonest, Xia Yongchu said calmly: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Although he didn't speak harshly, the mortal girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak out, and then she kept honestly not daring to overstep.

Xia Yongchu let their bare hands rub his back, but he was savoring it in his heart.

This month, the Yinzong of the Moon is obviously a practice sect, but its daily life is full of worldly luxury. It seems that it is not at all worried about being intoxicated by Shizhang Ruanhong, but it is also interesting.

Having said that, Xia Yongchu's "Changchun Kung Fu" practiced by himself feels a bit biased towards Taoist Kung Fu, which is neutral and peaceful, and requires a quiet and distant state of mind when practicing.

But these days, many of the sects he visited seem to be not the way of the Taoist sect.

I have never met a Buddhist monk.

And when he was in Chu State, there was no Buddhism or Taoism in the secular world.

Perhaps in this world, Buddhism and Taoism do not exist?

But why is there a style similar to Taoism everywhere in the words and sentences of "Changchun Gong".

It’s weird.

Thinking about these messy thoughts, time flies by.

After a while, Xia Yongchu stepped out of the pool, and the girls dried his body and wanted to change his clothes.

"Need not."

Xia Yongchu shook his head and refused, threw his clothes into the pool, cast the functional magic "cleaning technique" to wash them off easily, then used his power to control the temperature change, dried them quickly, and put them on again.

Walking out of the "bathroom", a handyman disciple bent down at the door and saluted respectfully: "Senior Han, Elder Meng invites you to Tingfeng Pavilion for tea."

If it is a mortal, it will call the practitioner "immortal teacher" and "immortal elder".

But this handyman disciple is also a practitioner, but his talent is poor, his cultivation speed is slow, and he has not yet completed the foundation building, so he calls Xia Yongchu "senior".

"lead the way."

Walking on the road, Xia Yongchu casually asked about Yue Yinzong's information.

Of course, there is no confidentiality involved.

On the way to Yueyinzong before, Meng Xiangzi said something: the head of Yueyinzong is a half-step supernatural monk; Realm, 1 monks from Gang Sha Realm.

Further down, there are dozens of disciples in the Qi training realm and handyman disciples.

The number of people is very shabby, incomparable with those big factions.

However, according to Meng Xiangzi, Yueyin Sect is considered to be the top among the third-rate sects.

There are 14 first-class sects in the world with Jindan Daoist sitting in the town;
Sects with supernatural beings are second-rate sects;
And the Yueyin Sect has a half-step supernatural power head, so it can be regarded as the top of the third class.

Xia Yongchu didn't know if this algorithm made sense.

Even if it is nonsense, he will only applaud.

After all, he came to reap opportunities, not to make enemies.

The handyman disciple didn't seem to have much tact, and answered every question he had.

Xia Yongchu corroborated his answer with what Meng Xiangzi said before, but he didn't find any flaws.

The ponds and small lakes in the valley are very clear.

Those flowers, plants and trees seem to grow naturally, but in fact they have been carefully pruned by the handyman disciples.

There are young monks dancing swords under the tree.

A monk looked at the clear lake, looking like he was in deep thought.

This handyman disciple introduced to Xia Yongchu the purpose of the various houses all the way, and when he came to a small independent courtyard, he bent down and signaled: "This is the Tingfeng Pavilion, where the teachers and elders of the sect often meet and talk about metaphysics. On the second floor of Tingfeng Pavilion, there are many valuables hidden in the door. Senior Han, please!"

(End of this chapter)