The Boss Medicine of Quick Transmigration is Coming

Chapter 466 The Secret of Longevity (29)

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and it was time for Qingyinmen to visit Tianxuanmen.

In the last life, Jun Ze went to Tianxuan Gate and was still in the realm of Jindan Dzogchen, but now he is already a Nascent Soul Stage practitioner, and has caught up with Xi Fan's cultivation progress, reaching the Nascent Soul Stage.

It was the first time that Junze from the previous life appeared in front of everyone in Tianxuanmen, but this time, his name has already been known to the outside world.

I have to say that the constitution of the innate spirit body is really a bug in the way of cultivation.

Xi Fan has worked very hard. Although he has made progress in the past three years, he is still in the late Yuanying stage, and there is still a long way to go before he enters the stage of becoming a god.

And Jun Ze, who obviously cultivated like Xi Fan, caught up with him easily.

It's true that people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away!
This time, because both Xi Fan and Jun Ze had surpassed their peers by too much, neither of them ended up competing.

And although Yiqing's flirtatious problem has not changed, but the painful lesson last time made him wish to take a detour after seeing Junze, and why would he deliberately come closer to seek abuse, which made Junze very satisfied.

As soon as he came this time, Jun Xian entered the back room with Zhenjun Mingxu with a solemn expression.

Putting down the spirit tea in his hand and placing it on the soft couch by his side, Jun Xian said in a slightly restrained tone, "Master Mingxu, this time Xian came to Tianxuan not only for the three-yearly comparison between the two factions, but also for another matter. Rang Xian has been very worried and anxious recently."

"Shuangyin Zhenjun refers to the assassination and massacre that happened many times in the outside world."

Seeing Jun Xian's frowning eyebrows, Zhenjun Mingxu thought for a while and knew what made the originally elegant and peaceful Zhenjun Shuang Yin keep thinking.

"That's exactly what happened." Jun Xian tapped his fingers on the table lightly: "They started to mess up."

"It's been 3000 years, and it's no wonder they messed up. It's just why bother to commit crimes. Those who died in vain are still young children."

"Speaking of it, I can't blame them for killing innocent people. Thousands of years of hard work are just for one day to gain the Tao, but there is no time to reach the sky. Now you and I have not reached their realm. If we are them today, can we still keep the Taoist heart? Don't do such evil things? I have been asking myself in recent days, Mr. Zhong, I ask myself that I can't do it."

The confused Junxian unconsciously called Zhenjun Mingxu's layman's name, expressing the hesitation in his heart at the moment.

"But Zhong Xian, it is still understandable that those targets have been murdered, but right now not only are the targets suffering misfortune, even the children who obviously do not meet the requirements are also suffering misfortune.

They suspect that the 'key' lies in those talented children, and all children with cultivation talent will be their targets in the future. If this continues, even if the 'key' is found, the future of our Fengling Continent will be destroyed. What is left to us will only be the devastated world of cultivating immortals.

Zhong Xian, I admit that I am not a saint. I am so worried only for my descendants. I am really afraid that even if we can achieve our wish one day, my descendants will have no hope. "

Jun Xian's words were earnest, with sadness in his words, and a deep melancholy that couldn't be resolved on his face.

Although drinking and pecking is the way of heaven, excessive slaughter will only make the way of heaven unbalanced. At that time, will anyone still be able to successfully ascend to the sky under the unbalanced way of heaven?
"I know, so Tianxuan broke the rule of accepting apprentices once every ten years, and changed it to recruiting new ones every year, just to keep some good seedlings who cultivate immortals, so that they won't be too miserable after a thousand years."

Rubbing the teacup with his fingers, Zhenjun Mingxu raised his hand to take a sip of the spiritual tea. The sweet spiritual tea used to be sweet, but now it feels a little bitter.

　Can you imagine the two little devils at home chasing August all day long, almost shaking the cat climbing frame to pieces, August's face full of lovelessness, and how it feels like my brain is buzzing from being quarreled ?

　　Anyway, I'm useless, if I don't show up tomorrow, I must be killed in battle, don't worry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)