I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 75 Choice
"Please show the disciple token."

The two gray-clothed disciples solemnly reached out their hands to stop them, and said routinely.

Zhang Zheng took out his disciple's token, and a disciple took it from Haosheng to check it, and after confirming that it was correct, he let it go.

"Senior sister, please."

When did the inspection of entering the mountain be so strict?
The handsome Yuanshan's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Zhang Zheng couldn't help asking: "The two junior brothers can tell me why the inspection is so strict when entering the mountain? But what happened to the sect?"

A disciple respectfully said: "It is convenient."

"A year ago, two elders of the sect led a team of disciples to Guyuan Secret Realm, but some time ago, the experienced disciples returned to the sect one after another, saying that the two elders did not hear from them."

The disciple shook his head sadly, "The sect was shocked. After contacting the rest of the sect families, we found out that all the elders who led the leader disappeared out of thin air. The sect master quickly sent people to investigate outside the secret area. Be alert."

"As for the details, I and other outer disciples don't know much about it."

Zhang Zheng pondered for a while, thanked the two disciples, and then flew towards the inner gate.

She has too many doubts and needs to be answered urgently.

There was no reply to the message talisman handed to senior brother Lin, and it seems that senior brother Lin is not in the cave at this time.

I had no choice but to randomly stop a fellow student at the side of the road, and asked in a harmonious voice: "This junior sister, can I bother you?"

The female cultivator who was stopped stopped and put away her long sword, "What's the matter, senior sister?"

"Excuse me, are the disciples from the Guyuan secret realm coming back? How are senior sister Lin Xiaoxiao and senior brother Jiang Fenglai?"

She doesn't know such a big thing?The female cultivator glanced at her suspiciously.

Zhang Zheng smiled wryly and said, "I just rushed back to the sect, and I heard about it from the disciples guarding the mountain."

Only then did the female cultivator let go of her suspicions, sighed and spoke slowly.

"This matter has spread throughout the inner sect, making people panic."

"Two days ago, the disciples who entered the Guyuan Secret Realm returned to the sect under the escort of several personal brothers and sisters. They went for three hundred and returned for less than one hundred."

"As for Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Jiang..."

The female cultivator seemed to recall seeing Senior Sister Lin helping Senior Brother Jiang back to the sect, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and her sadness was palpable.

Two days ago, she was making an appointment with her senior sister to go to the martial arts arena, talking and laughing along the way.

"Bam—"

A flying magic weapon fell from the sky like a meteor, hitting the mountainside, only a few miles away from her, and the dust and rocks almost splashed on her face.

She recognized that it was Senior Sister Lin Xiaoxiao's Magical Artifact—the Qingguang Ice Satin, which was extremely damaged and full of cracks.

Rushing forward, Lin Xiaoxiao woke up leisurely just now, met her worried eyes, and only smiled gently, with a calm and hoarse voice, "It's nothing, don't worry."

Lin Xiaoxiao rejected her extended hand, and turned to help Jiang Fenglai who fell to the ground with difficulty.

Only then did she notice that there was one more person.

It is covered in blood, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has just been fished out of the blood pool, but the most terrifying thing is not the dark blood mottled.

Several tufts of silver-white hair climbed up his black hair, and the tiny folds at the corners of his eyes made his eyes hurt and his heart beat like a drum.

Cultivators can prolong their lifespan, and after building the foundation, they will be able to maintain youth forever. If it is not for the end of their lifespan, they will never appear aging.

Brother Jiang, young and arrogant, it is impossible for him to live near the end of his life, unless...

Unless he has lost his cultivation and become a mortal.

……

After saying goodbye to the nuns, Zhang Zheng was in a particularly depressed mood, walking heavily in the mountains with a lot of thoughts.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Fenglai blocked the two Jindan Demon Cultivators alone, and exchanged their lives for a glimmer of life for the disciples of Wanxuanmen.

What she was protecting was the disciples of Wanxuanmen, but she could not deny that she was among the disciples of Wanxuanmen. In a sense, they did this to protect her.

The most important point is that this time the magic cultivator came for her, so it can be said that all the disciples of Wanxuanmen were implicated by her.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Fenglai didn't have to make such a sacrifice. If she hadn't attracted the Demon Cultivator, everyone could return to the sect safely.

Everything is an innocent disaster brought by her.

Zhang Zheng knelt down on the spot in distress, her eyes were confused, she didn't want to owe anyone a favor, let alone a life-saving favor.

This is the case in Zhangshuizhou, and it is the same this time. She always seems to bring misfortune to people, whether relatives or friends, or strangers, they will always usher in life and death disasters because of her.

Is it her fault?
A faint black mist covered the slack pupils, faintly bewildered.

"Chirp..."

Zhang Zheng shook his head violently, suppressing the demons who were about to sneak in.

A yellow-haired bird came out of the bushes, eyes as bright as black pearls rolled around, and stared curiously at the strange person in front of it.

She smells so good.

"Chirp", the bird flapped its wings and landed on top of Zhang Zheng's head, grabbing her hair with its sharp claws, and pecked her forehead with its beak without fear of danger.

His forehead hurt from being pecked, and Zhang Zheng's eyes became cross-eyed, meeting the little bird's two small mung bean eyes.

The yellow-haired bird turned its head around twice, its flapping eyelashes attracted its attention, then lowered its head, and pecked at its eyes with its pointed beak.

The black bird's beak enlarged instantly in his pupils, Zhang Zheng closed his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously waved his hand. The yellow-haired bird was slapped into the air, hit the tree trunk, and slid down to the ground like a corpse.

Zhang Zheng was startled, and quickly held the bird in his hands, "Are you all right?"

She didn't use her spiritual power, but the bird was not seriously injured. It climbed up from her hand, dizzy, with its right wing half folded, screaming in pain, screaming shrilly.

What a sin, Zhang Zheng thought to himself.

The other hand caressed the little head of the bird, and the vital energy in the body circulated, and the thick milky white air was lingering, slowly penetrating into the bird's body.

After a while, the vitality dissipated, and the bird with a relaxed face fluttered its intact wings and flew to a branch of a tree. Its round body trembled for a while, and it chattered towards her full of anger, extremely annoyed.

Zhang Zheng smiled, his slender fingers gently rubbing the palm of his hand, and his thoughts turned.

She didn't want to owe favors, let alone watch the people who helped her lose their lives.

The morning dew is cool, the grass and flowers are fragrant, refreshing.

Zhang Zheng stood up, patted the grass leaves on his clothes in relief, and walked briskly.

Vitality...

She has never shown half of it in front of others. In the dark, she always feels that this will be her biggest hole card and the deepest hidden crisis.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

If she doesn't have the strength to protect a good thing that the world covets, this good thing will become her death talisman.

She didn't know if Qi of vitality could save Brother Jiang's injury, and she didn't know if her actions would expose her.

Maybe in the end, after all the hard work, he failed to save the person, and instead caused his own death.

Chu Yang's radiant brilliance was reflected in her dark and bright eyes. She didn't know what happened in the future, but she knew that if she chose to escape this time, she would turn a blind eye.

Her path of practice is bound to be impossibly long, and her Taoist heart is damaged. How can she talk about enlightenment and cultivation of immortality, and how can she pursue the path of Qingyun immortality.

Why do others think she doesn't know, maybe criticize her for being stupid, extremely stupid, don't know how to protect herself, and jump into the fire pit by herself.

All kinds of criticism and guidance are the paths of others. She ignores them, and only wants to walk her own path with a clear heart.

(End of this chapter)