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

Lu Nazhi once again felt sorry for Feng Tianyou's relatives for three seconds.

Feng Tianyou buried his head and turned around for a while. After a cup of tea, he shook his head and said: "There is no such person as you said."

Lu Nazhi: "Is it possible that someone else can make your Lotus Locking Formation?"

Feng Tianyou took two steps back in shock after hearing her words, "I said, you are not one of my lost cousins, are you? How come you still know about the Lotus Locking Formation?"

Lu Nazhi had to explain again.

Feng Tianyou scratched his head, "In this case, it's not surprising that you know this formation, but even if you know the structure of this formation, it's impossible for anyone not from the Feng family to make it."

"It takes the blood of the Feng family to set up this formation, and it takes the blood of the Feng family to see the structure of this formation."

"Of course there are people like me in the Feng family who know nothing about battle tactics and can't understand them at all."

Lu Nazhi: Are you quite proud?

Feng Tianyou grinned, "In short, if the person you are talking about can directly see the structure of the formation without knowing it in advance, then he must be a member of the Feng family."

Now Lu Nanzhi was sure that Yuanbao belonged to the Wenyuanshanfeng family, but since his name was not on the genealogy, his mother could not be found.

Lu Nazhi asked Feng Tianyou tentatively: "How about you go home and ask your elders for me?"

Feng Tianyou looked at Lu Nazhi in disbelief, "I have already agreed to help you make thirty wooden figures, how can you say such a thing? The old men and women in Wenyuanshan and I are the worst to deal with. "

He waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I absolutely can't help you with this."

Lu Nanzhi couldn't force anyone to do anything, so he could only think of other ways.

She and Feng Tianyou agreed on a time to make the wooden figure, and then went to Qingyun Temple to hand over the token obtained through the wish-fulfillment order.

When she got there, she realized that Feng Tianyou's words were not exaggerated at all. The fight between Dong Qingqing and the elders of the Punishment Society almost destroyed the entire Qingyun Palace.

An old man with white hair and a childlike face was standing quietly in front of the ruins of Qingyun Temple. He looked calm and relaxed, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.

Lu Nanzhi wanted to come back the next day, but was stopped by the old man.

"You are the young disciple with the spiritual roots of the sun and the moon, right?"

Although Lu Nanzhi didn't know his origin, he respectfully performed a junior salute to confirm his identity.

The old man nodded, caught a glimpse of the fiery red gem in her hand, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I thought you were just born with good luck to have a spiritual root that no one else could dream of, but you were blind and stupid and chose that old guy Weng Jia to be your master."

Lu Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

She didn't know each other or have any grudge against the old man, so she didn't know why he was so rude.

The old man put his hands behind his back and continued: "But you are the second disciple to pass the wish-fulfilling order. You can pass the wish-fulfilling order as a fifth-class disciple, which shows that my previous view of you was not accurate."

Lu Nanzhi couldn't understand why an old man liked to comment on others so much, so he heard the old man introduce himself: "I am your new dean Wu Liang."

"You can just hand this token to me. When you go back, remember to ask the old man Weng Jia to help you improve your cultivation. The Dao Dao Conference is no different from others. Only strength can protect you."

Lu Nanzhi turned over the names of the elders of Wuji Sect several times in his mind, but could not find anyone named Wu Liang.

Seeing that she was stunned and motionless, Wu Liang reached out and took out the gem in her hand, and then swung a long sword at her.

"This is your reward for passing the selection meeting. This sword is called Wendao. Take it back and practice it carefully."

"If you have anything you don't understand about swordsmanship, you can ask Chen Zhengji for advice, but don't be put off by your erratic master."

Lu Nazhi took out the sword from its scabbard and saw at a glance that it was a rare and good sword. "Thank you very much, Dean, for your kindness, but I don't use a sword."

Lu Nanzhi wanted to withdraw the sword, but Wu Liang was stopped.

He put his hands behind his back and turned around, "You don't have to use it, but you can't use it. I won't be wrong. This sword is just right for you. Take it back. You will use it one day."

Wu Liang's attitude was resolute, and Lu Nazhi had no choice but to return to Yayuan with the Taoist Sword in his arms.

As soon as he entered the door, the three senior brothers and You Fenfan gathered around him excitedly.

"Junior sister, you are back! How about it, did you pass the test?"

Lu Nazhi nodded.

The four men immediately hugged each other ecstatically, "Great, great! Now I see how the other disciples dare to look down on us!"

Zeng Shitou rubbed his hands and said, "Junior sister, you've had a hard time on this trip. Please sit down and rest quickly. I'll make a table of delicious dishes right away. Let's celebrate!"

"Okay," Lu Nanzhi nodded with a smile, but suddenly felt the world spinning, and then he lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she saw Weng Jia's wrinkled face as soon as she opened her eyes.

He straightened up and shouted nonchalantly, "Come on, wake up."

Only then did Lu Nanzhi realize that she was no longer in the duck garden. She was lying on a bed made of woven rattan. There was a table not far from the bed. Sitting at the table were two women with similar looks but completely different temperaments. .

One of the women with a fierce temperament sneered and mocked Weng Jia: "Come on, now you are pretending to be nonchalant. I don't know who was crying all over the place just now, saying that she is the only disciple that she can like, but she can't let her died."

Another woman with a gentle temperament was amused. She covered her mouth and laughed a few times to comfort Weng Jia and said: "Brother, you don't have to worry now. The two of us rescued him."

The woman with a shrewd temperament began to drive people away, "After you are cured, leave as soon as possible. You have to come here every half a month, and you will be annoying to death."

"You just left this time, but then you turned around and brought someone back with you. Where do you think I am in the Lonely Forest? A medicine hall that is kind and charitable?"

"That's why I am willing to help you because of my sister Tang Yan's good temper. If I, Tang Dai, help you, there will be no next time."

Only then did she realize that Lu Nanzhi had woken up, so she tapped her with her hand in a bad temper, "Get up quickly when you wake up. Your eyes are wandering around. What are you planning?"

Lu Nanzhi quickly pushed herself up. She didn't know how she fainted, and it even sounded like she had a narrow escape.

She had some impression of the names Tang Yan and Tang Dai. One used medicine and the other used poison. They were very powerful.

Lu Nazhi gave a junior salute and, regardless of what happened, thanked him first: "Thank you two seniors for saving me. Nanzhi is very grateful."