I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 324 Wolong Sect

All the monks of Wolongzong had been brainwashed by Mu Zhiyi long ago, they dodged their eyes from Zhang Zhanqing's eager anticipation, and remained silent.

Mu Zhiyi lowered his head slightly, no one saw a subtle smile on the corner of his lips.

Zhang Zhanqing waited for a long time, but he didn't hear anyone making a sound, and a layer of disappointment inevitably surged in his heart.

His gaze shifted to the elder of the Wolong Sect again, and he said in a low voice, "What about you? Would you like to become a sect with me?"

"Master... this... I'm afraid it's not very good?" A Jindan elder looked at the sky with a hint, and continued: "After all, the six people above have not made a sound yet, who knows that only Shendao Is Zong Lang Zi ambitious, or are other sects also involved with the spirit-devouring beast?"

Another Jindan elder's eyes flashed, "Yes, the head of the sect must not be impulsive, we can't understand the discord between those big sects."

Zhang Zhanqing looked at the familiar faces in a daze, and suddenly felt that they were too strange.

Could it be that until now, they thought this was just a matter between the top sects in the Yuan Realm!
Not taking advantage of the Shendao sect and the spirit-devouring beast when they are not in the air, the spirit-devouring beast is almost an invincible existence of the same level. Only by crushing with absolute cultivation base can it resist the soul-devouring beast's soul attack, otherwise it will not be possible at all. Difficult to kill it.

They have really become a climate, when the metaworld will become their world, and the talents in the cultivation world will wither, where will there be room for monks to survive?

Even if there is, I'm afraid it would be better than death to be raised in captivity by spirit devouring beasts and become their spiritual root reserve food.

Instead of living like that, life is worse than death, it is better to take advantage of the current peak sect's fighting power, twist into a single tendon, and crush it to ashes.

Even if you will die.

It's better than being intimidated now and being raised in captivity in the future.

Zhang Zhanqing has a clear mind, and he thought of the consequences of Shendaozong and the spirit-devouring beast, so he has no hesitation.

And when he really took action for it, he felt that his state of mind seemed to loosen, and the long-lost feeling came back again, which was a sign that he was about to improve his cultivation.

He has no reason not to go.

Mu Zhiyi took the time to watch Zhang Zhanqing's every move. Since he wanted to seek death with all his heart, he might as well let him go.

Save a lot of effort.

Regarding Zhang Zhanqing's insistence on rushing to the nearest big sect to contribute to it, Mu Zhiyi was happy to see it succeed.

Although replacing Zhang Zhanqing and completely controlling the Crouching Dragon Sect, it didn't take much effort at all.

Since he has the determination to die, why bother?
Zhang Zhanqing repeated again in a deep voice, "You don't have to tell me what's there, I'll just ask for the last time, is there anyone willing to go with me?"

The elders at the Jindan stage glanced at Mu Zhiyi inadvertently, and after the young man shook his head slightly, they refused.

"Sect Leader, you know, a cultivation base like ours is going to die, and there will be no waves."

Zhang Zhanqing didn't feel any turmoil in his heart, he didn't get angry at what they said, he just thought it was funny.

Immediately looking at those disciples who had been silent for a long time, he asked, "What about you?"

What answered him was a long silence from the crowd.

Forget it, if you don't want to.

Not everyone can be as transparent as he thinks.

Zhang Zhanqing glanced at Mu Zhiyi, he could clearly see the lawsuit between the elder of Wolongzong and him.

But he didn't say much, turned around and jumped into the sky.

But before leaving, the hand hidden in the sleeve moved slightly twice, and withdrew the formation he had set up.

As for the training resources of the Crouching Dragon Sect, half of them are carried by him, and no one in the sect knows this.

The ones left in the warehouse of Wolongzong are only those that can be used by some disciples in the qi refining period, and the ones with three melons and two dates don't matter.

The hearts of the left and right Crouching Dragon Sect disciples are all with him, so why make wedding dresses for others?

If he didn't say anything, it didn't mean he would let Mu Zhiyi and the elders of Wolongzong do the same.

In fact, as early as when Mu Zhiyi showed his amazing alchemy talent, he noticed something was wrong.

He had paid attention to Mu Zhiyi, a disciple before, and Zhang Zhanqing still remembered his bright and energetic appearance.

But "Mu Zhiyi" is different.

What made a young man improve his cultivation and alchemy by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time, and his eyes suddenly changed into a look that has gone through vicissitudes?

Later, he tested Mu Zhiyi and asked him if he would be his true disciple, but he shook his head.

No matter how deep the sarcasm in his eyes was, he still noticed a trace of it.

What else is there to say?

Mu Zhiyi must have changed his core, otherwise, who would be so stupid as to refuse a request from the head of the sect to accept disciples as a young boy who has just entered the cultivation world?

Zhang Zhanqing saw through it, but didn't puncture it.

Not knowing his origin, seeing that his alchemy skills are good, Zhang Zhanqing pretended not to know that Mu Zhiyi changed his core.

It's really a good skill, half of the monks of Wolongzong have been bought by him, right?

Suddenly, a voice stopped Zhang Zhanqing's steps.

"Wait a minute, head, I am willing to go together."

A bald male monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment stepped forward.

It attracted the attention of everyone in Wolongzong, staring at him and whispering.

Zhang Zhanqing glanced at his oily head from the corner of his eye, and his face softened slightly.

This is when he was traveling in the mortal world, he happened to see a monk in an ancestral temple, and he had a whim to test his spiritual root with a spirit plate, and found that his aptitude was not bad, so he brought some disciples back.

Although he has entered the path of cultivation, his bald head has remained until now, and even the name of the Buddha has not been changed.

The bald man was named Jieqing.

The two little girls next to him puffed up their cheeks and hurriedly stood beside Jie Se, fearing that if they were too late, Senior Brother Jie Qing would abandon them.

Because they were too hasty, the two little girls didn't pay attention to their feet, they didn't know who tripped them, and they bumped into Jie Qing's straight back.

Regardless of the pain, they said in unison: "Wherever Brother Jieqing is going, we will go there!"

Jie Qing glanced at the back left side from the corner of his eyes, and his eyes turned cold, but the coldness was not aimed at the girl, but at the monk who stretched out his foot to trip someone.

Jieqing knew why that person stumbled, it was because the three of them looked too independent in the sect with their bald heads.

Yes, including the two little girls who spoke, they were also bald.

Jie Qing turned around, pursed her lips tightly, walked straight to the left rear side, kicked the enchanting female cultivator, and said in a cold voice, "If you don't want this foot, then don't let it go."

The female cultivator stared angrily at the pain, "You!"

The girl's eyes were shining brightly, she grabbed Jie Qing's sleeve and boasted, "Senior brother is so amazing!"

Zhang Zhanqing interrupted the nun, not even bothering to save face, "Okay, since there is no one else, I will take these three children and leave."

With a wave of his hand, the three of them were brought into the air, and they disappeared in front of the Wolong sect monk in the blink of an eye.

The monks of the Crouching Dragon Sect didn't know that they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and rejected the request of strangling the monks of the Shinto Sect with Zhang Zhanqing, what a terrible situation they would put themselves into.

By the time I regretted it, it was too late.

Several Jindan elders approached Mu Zhiyi, waved their hands to set up a sound-proof formation, licked their lips, rubbed their hands together and said dryly: "Zhiyi, look, the master is gone too, what did you say? When will you be able to teach us the method that can quickly improve your cultivation?"

It's not that he didn't want to force him to hand over the secret method to quickly improve his cultivation, but his alchemy talent is too perverted.

No one knows where his future apex will be. Although everyone has a higher level of cultivation than him, they still dare not offend Mu Zhiyi.

Mu Zhiyi showed a weird smile, raised his eyelids, and glanced casually, "You really want it?"

The Jindan elders nodded hurriedly, fearing that if they nodded slowly, Mu Zhiyi would regret it.

The boy nodded seriously, but still didn't move.

Xu Shi could see the hesitation on the young man's face, "But what's wrong?"

A dark light flashed in Mu Zhiyi's eyes, and the fish took the bait.

"It's just that before practicing this secret method, you need to take a pill as an introduction. Even if you practice this method, it will be incomplete."

Several people's faces froze, hesitated for a long time, and an old woman spoke first, "Is there any difficulty with this pill, or...it's easy to say, you are joking, the old man's cultivation has been stuck in the late stage of Jindan for a long time and has not loosened for a long time." , my lifespan is coming to an end, as long as there is a way to improve my cultivation, I can try anything, no matter what, the situation will not be worse than it is now."

The old woman's face flushed abnormally, and her eyes were full of greed.

Facing the old woman's old face, Mu Zhiyi lost his appetite. If it was normal, she wouldn't even be worthy of carrying her shoes.

But now he has to endure it, the young man thought, and his expression faded.

"The elixir is available." He paused for a moment, with a flash of amusement in his eyes, "I'm afraid that the elders will think that Zhi Yi poisoned the elixir and dare not eat it."

The old woman smiled awkwardly to smooth things over, "How could it be? I don't know if the elixir... can you show us."

"can."

Mu Zhiyi was very cautious. He didn't directly practice the secret method intercepted from the sea of ​​knowledge of the monks of the Shinto School. He wanted to use the old and immortal people of the Crouching Dragon School to try the method, and he would only practice after confirming that it was correct.

The young man changed the subject, "But are you sure you want to be in full view...?"

"That's right, why don't we go to the master's practice room to discuss?"

They have long been dissatisfied with Zhang Zhanqing. He is rigid and inflexible, restraining them from doing evil things, and they have long thought of how to replace him.

Zhang Zhanqing might as well go to his own death, but now that everyone is gone, they naturally have other ideas.

Mu Zhiyi sneered, how long has he been away, can't wait?

Seeing that the young man did not refute, he surrounded Mu Zhiyi and went to Zhang Zhanqing's practice room.

But after taking two steps, the boy stopped, his eyes fixed on a beautiful female cultivator.

There was a hint of narrowness in the eyes of the Jindan old man, and he gave him an ambiguous look.

The old woman shouted at the nun, "Come here."

　Wolongzong is an important part~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)