The abandoned girl became an immortal and became the ancestor of the immortal sect

Perhaps when Wu Shanzong was just an ordinary disciple, Tianjiyuan was indeed a good place worth maintaining.

But today's Tianjiyuan, since Lu Nanzhi's last life, has been a place where the superiors are worshiped and the inferiors are bullied to form cliques for personal gain.

Wu Shanzong nodded slightly and fell silent.

He actually noticed the changes in Tianjiyuan in recent years, but when he was still a young man, everyone in Tianjiyuan was working hard to seek enlightenment and immortality.

The youth he spent in Tianjiyuan was so beautiful that he locked himself up like a thief, unwilling to admit the reality he saw.

But now it's time to see the reality clearly, and finally Wu Shanzhi reaches out to Lu Nazhi.

"Give me that thing, and I'll give it to the people from the Punishment Society."

"You stay here, and if you need to testify later, you can attend in secret. Otherwise, the department will pretend that it has never heard of this matter."

This was indeed for Lu Nanzhi's consideration. After all, in the eyes of many people, going to the disciplinary meeting to report one's dean with someone from another sect was no different than a traitor.

Feng Tianyou immediately stiffened his neck and replied: "Then how can we believe it... Ouch! Why are you grabbing me?"

Lu Nazhi smiled slightly and took back his hand, handing the black knot into Wu Shanzong's hand, "I believe in the Fifth Master."

If Wu Shanzong was determined to protect Tianji Academy and protect Dong Qingqing, he could have snatched away Hei Naoda and destroyed it. Since he had agreed to go to the disciplinary meeting, there was no need to lie to the two of them again.

Wu Shanzong's eyes were fixed on Lu Nanzhi, and he felt that there was something strange about this disciple who had high hopes from the academy.

He warned in a voice that only two people could hear: "I hope you are really doing this to stick to the right path and not for other reasons."

"If I find out in the future that you are doing something harmful to the sect, I will definitely clean up the sect on the spot."

Lu Nanzhi still had a faint smile on his face, "What the Fifth Master said is strange. I am not the one who raises human head Gu regardless of my status. What can I do that is harmful to the sect?"

Feng Tianyou did not forget to remind: "Uncle, you must urge them to capture Dong Qingqing as soon as possible!"

Wu Shanzong glared at him with hatred, threw up his sleeves and left.

Lu Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his fists at Feng Tianyou and said, "Thank you for helping me, little friend."

"Hehe," Feng Tianyou scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's all for the sake of righteousness."

"Oh, by the way," he took out the box of Roselle Rouge from his pocket and handed it to Lu Nanzhi, "I'll give this to you."

Lu Nanzhi looked at him as if facing a formidable enemy, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, don't get me wrong!" Feng Tianyou quickly explained: "As soon as I got the rouge, I sent it to Ru Hua, but she didn't want it and she told me off."

"She said she didn't want this thing of unknown origin, and told me not to do such sneaky things again."

He said and rubbed his nose, looking like a little wife who had been wronged.

"But I thought it would be a waste to just throw it away after I took it all back. I don't know any other women besides the girl in the painting and you, so I'll give you an advantage."

"I told you earlier," Lu Nazhi took the box of rouge naturally.

Although she doesn't use this thing, it is valuable. If she sells it on the black market, she can get a lot of spiritual stones.

Seeing that Feng Tianyou had helped her fight against his uncle many times and given her such a valuable treasure, Lu Nanzhi decided to point out this love affair.

"Don't be too sad. They said they don't want things of unknown origin, but they don't want things from you."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tianyou's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then what do you mean?"

Lu Nazhi put the rouge away and continued: "I heard that the painting girl devoted herself to practice and she still has a peerless appearance even if she doesn't wear makeup. She is certainly different from ordinary women."

"Instead of sending some vulgar powder, you should let her see your real ability."

Feng Tianyou slapped his head and said loudly: "I understand, my mechanism technique!"

He looked at Lu Nanzhi with eyes full of sincere and passionate admiration.

"You taught me one more time. Why don't we become sworn brothers? You will be my sister and I will be my brother. You will be my eldest sister from now on!"

Lu Nanzhi thought of Wu Shanzong and immediately refused.

She didn't want to be tricked to death by Feng Tianyou after becoming his relative.

Lu Nazhi finally got rid of Feng Tianyou's sworn entanglement and returned to his hometown, where the little Yuanbao came out of the Qiankun bag.

He laid the newly drawn boundary structure diagram in front of Lu Nanzhi.

"Zhizhi, look!"

Lu Nanzhi touched little Yuanbao's head and praised: "Yuanbao is awesome, the painting is very clear."

She dug out all the books on barrier structures she had and carefully compared them with the pictures drawn by Xiao Yuanbao.

But until the evening of the next day, she read through all the books and could not find a formation similar to the one drawn on the ingot paper.

"It's really strange," Lu Nanzhi said to himself.

But she doesn't have any more time to dwell on this matter. After tonight, the bag of tips will be opened.

Lu Nazhi counted the items in the Qiankun bag, meditated, and waited for instructions from the bag.

When the sky was slightly dim, the originally ordinary brocade bag floated on its own. After the tie was untied, a piece of paper flew out of the brocade bag.

It didn't stop at all, and rushed out of the door and flew toward the southwest.

Lu Nanzhi set out to catch up. It wasn't until she was out of the door and in the air that she realized she was not the only one chasing the note flying all over the sky.

All the disciples in the Tianji Academy who signed up for the selection meeting of the Taoist Conference were chasing their respective slips of paper, but they were all going in completely different directions.

The note flew out from Tianjiyuan, passed through the bustling downtown and the gathering area of ​​wealthy families, and then passed through a large number of ordinary people's houses. Finally, it came to the outside of the city and landed on the head of a child dressed in rags.

When Lu Nanzhi landed, he discovered that it was an open-air refugee pile.

This place couldn't even be called a residence. People in ragged clothes gathered together in twos and threes, sitting on simple straw mats.

There were some dirty and incomplete bowls beside them, which seemed to be all their belongings.

And not far away, the smell of filth everywhere made Lu Nanzhi frown unconsciously.

The child looked up at Lu Nanzhi, who was like a god descending into the world, his eyes full of curiosity and vigilance.

Her dress was too luxurious and seemed too out of place with everything around her.

Lu Nanzhi leaned down and said, "Child, I accidentally dropped the piece of paper on your head. Can you give it to me?"

Upon hearing this, the child subconsciously held the note tightly in his hand, and then silently stretched out his other hand towards Lu Nanzhi.