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Chapter 216 Generations of Disciples
"With the strength of senior brother, it is absolutely possible to enter Wendao Mountain."

The little junior raised his head, looked at his senior and said firmly.

The Taoist smiled indifferently when he heard this, "If you can't enter Wendao Mountain, then you can travel all over the world and become a quack doctor."

"Brother, I still know some pharmacology."

Now, he has seen a lot.

After all, he has been cultivating in the mountains for a long time, and he has experienced for a long time, so he has already cultivated his indifferent temperament.

"On the contrary, you are still a little too impatient, but you should know that you should not force yourself when things happen."

The Taoist priest told his junior brother while walking towards Zhen'an Pass with the other party.

After turning around and leaving from this place, the two of them will part ways so as not to affect the experience of their junior brother.

Along the way, I was mainly worried about whether I would encounter some monsters along the way, so I just came here together.

Fortunately, along the way, it was peaceful.

Hearing this, the little junior brother nodded lightly, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Senior brother, do you think there are people cultivating immortals here?"

"While on the road, I heard rumors from someone outside Zhen'an Pass that there were originally lofty mountains, and some goblins used the method of moving mountains to raze the tops of the mountains to the ground."

"In the end, the fairy sword fell from the sky, and the power was even more astonishing."

When he came here, he not only heard these rumors, but also saw the huge lake outside with his senior brother.

I didn't see anything in detail, but I saw that the lake was really big, and there was no end in sight.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist groaned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know about this matter yet, but I just heard the rumors that those fellow Taoists fought fiercely."

"However, in terms of time, it coincides with the change of the Jin Dynasty. It should be true."

"It's just that there should be no immortal cultivators here, after all, there is no pure place around here."

The little junior brother doesn't know that much, and he still doesn't know where his master is.

The middle-aged Taoist knows a lot, knowing that people who cultivate immortals basically practice in a clean place.

Looking around, it doesn't look like there is a clean place. Naturally, it is unlikely that there are people who cultivate immortals here.

"It's a pity. I heard that the disciples in the sect withered because of the disaster of the demons. I don't know what's going on now."

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly thought of some news about this place in the teacher's gate.

That was a long time ago, too.

I heard that at the time of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were corpses everywhere, and many fellow Taoists from my sect and other sects came to help.

Hearing from his teacher's school, since the battle here, many sects in Yuxu Mountain and Biliu Mountain have suffered heavy losses.

Originally, there were not many sects of cultivating immortals here, and when the disciples were broken for several layers, the situation was naturally getting worse every day.

On the other hand, there are quite a few sects of cultivating immortals on their side of Beiliang. Even now, there are four generations of disciples in the sect, and many even have seven or eight generations.

As for Dagan's sect disciples, it seems that there are only two generations.

You know, even in the mortal world, there are still four generations living under the same roof, but in the Xiuxian sect, there are only two generations of disciples, which is a bit miserable indeed.

"Hey, Taoist disciples are dying one after another."

There was also a young Taoist priest who heard this and nodded in sympathy, and the middle-aged Taoist who watched it was suddenly amused.

"Cultivate well, the next generation of Taoist disciples will be you."

The Taoist patted his junior brother on the shoulder, and then strode away.

Then, the two almost parted ways.

The little Taoist is not afraid of coming to such a strange land.

In the eyes of ordinary people, countries have national boundaries, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, there is no distinction between countries, and the same is true for immortal cultivators.

Coming to this place for experience can also make him more open-minded, and he won't abandon it just because this place is not Beiliang.

If this is the case, with such a heart, it is doomed not to be a Taoist disciple.

"Take good care of the mountain gate. I'm going to the Ancient Cloud Temple to pay a visit to Fellow Daoist Qianji."

In front of Yingping Peak, Fang Zelin gave Yaotong a word, and then walked away on the cloud.

After the Beiliang incident, Fang Zelin thought for a while, and decided to go see Fellow Daoist Qianji, using the power of the other party's stargazing at night.

See how the world is going.

After flying for most of the day, Fang Zelin saw the ancient cloud temple from a distance.

Although it was his first time here, according to the location of Guyun Temple that Fang Zelin had learned before, it was correct.

After taking a closer look and confirming that it was the Ancient Cloud Temple, Fang Zelin immediately fell down.

"Fellow Daoist Qianji is in the mountains? Fang came to pay a visit."

Fang Zelin said loudly, and then landed in front of the mountain gate.

The Ancient Cloud Temple is located in front of the mountainside, not on top of the mountain peak.

It's just that the mountains around here are extremely steep, and there is no way to get in.

Only after flying to this place, can you see dozens of houses scattered in front of the mountainside, and the main hall in the middle.

The Taoist temple is built on the mountain, with cliffs below.

The chirping of apes and birds can be faintly heard, spreading far between the mountain peaks, making this place very remote and empty.

Hearing the sound of someone worshiping the mountain, the disciples of Guanzhong ran out quickly.

After seeing that it was Fang Zelin who came, he immediately saluted Fang Zelin respectfully as a junior.

"It turned out to be Senior Fang, and I invited Senior Fang to sit in the contemplation. The master is watching, so this junior will go and invite the master."

The disciples of Guanzhong had also seen Fang Zelin before, so naturally they recognized Fang Zelin at a glance.

Fang Zelin nodded slightly when he heard the words, "I'm sorry."

With that said, he followed the disciples of Gu Yun Guan towards the mountain gate.

A little different from Yuxu Mountain, the buildings of the Ancient Cloud Temple seem quite quiet.

Yuxu Mountain is a feeling of opening and closing, righteous and awe-inspiring.

It is probably because of the difference in the respective buildings and the difference in location, so the feeling is also somewhat different.

The first time he came to the Ancient Cloud Temple, Fang Zelin looked around for a few times, and then was brought into the main hall by the disciples of the Ancient Cloud Temple.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the ferret that you all saw?"

Fang Zelin thought for a while, but the ferret spirit was brought to the temple by the other party and tempered with pill fire.

I don't know if the luck of this human race has been tempered?
"The luck of the human race has almost been refined by the ferrets. Now it is not so fast to practice it. Right now, the ferret essence is still being refined in the alchemy furnace. According to Master, I am afraid that it needs to be refined. It is only after three points into the bone that the luck of the human race can be refined."

"Hey"

Hearing this, the disciple leading the way sighed and shook his head.

Fang Zelin was stunned when he heard this. It has been ten years, and the luck of this human race has not yet been cultivated?
No wonder the previous fellow Taoists thought it would be better to kill the ferret directly.

Suffering such a great crime is still far away, and the suffering here is not so easy to bear.

(End of this chapter)