Encounter Taotie by chance at the beginning and practice longevity skills

In mid-December, there was a heavy snowfall in the academy, and the whole world was covered in silver, looking peaceful and beautiful.

But the Cangyan Dynasty experienced quite a shock.

Wei Zhenyun from the Law Enforcement Hall shouted at the foot of the barren mountain: "Dean, the Law Enforcement Hall has something important to report."

A few breaths later, Tang Yunting appeared in front of Wei Zhenyun: "What's the matter?"

Wei Zhenyun's face was solemn and he replied in a deep voice: "I just received an order from the headquarters of Yanyang Sect, saying that all Jindan monks must arrive at the internal meeting of Yanyang Sect at the end of the month."

"The people who just came to notify you didn't find you in the dean's building, so they notified the law enforcement hall. They also wanted to notify other places, so they left first."

Tang Yunting frowned: "Why is that?"

Wei Zhenyun said: "Maybe you have something to do with the spies discovered by the two city lords before."

"The specific reason is not clear, but it is said to be very serious. A few days ago, all the black markets in the Cangyan Dynasty were closed."

Tang Yunting took a deep breath of cold air, and Tang Yunting's expression became more serious: "Okay, I understand, you can go down."

Wei Zhenyun bowed: "Yes, I will resign."

After Wei Zhenyun left, Tang Yunting quickly flew to the top of the mountain and said to Lei Ze: "Master, master, it's broken."

Lei Ze looked at the panicked general and smiled: "Why are you panicking? I heard it."

The general said: "Then you are still so calm. It was you who asked Xianmeng to kill Hua Qingfeng. Look, it's okay now. I still have to go to the meeting and I can't take you with me. How can I pretend then? Who will do it? I'll send the message."

After hearing this, Xian Meng also frowned slightly: "It's true, then we will have to rely on Sister General's own acting skills."

Xianmeng paused, thought for a while, and then said: "But this should have nothing to do with Hua Qingfeng. How can he, the son of a Golden Core monk, have such great energy? I think it should be because of the plum blossoms, or Other problems in the black market.”

Lei Ze nodded and agreed with Xianmeng's analysis: "Yes, Xianmeng is right. Hua Qingfeng is a hammer. His death is not enough to close all black markets. You must know that the Yanyang Sect acquiesces to the black market." Yes, it shows that the black market can create a lot of value for them.”

"Hua Qingfeng is dead, because a dead person giving up long-term interests is not in line with the thinking of decision-makers."

"Look at Yu Tianlin, although his son and daughter are missing, and he also suspects the black market, he still hasn't canceled it. This is the city lord's idea. If his son is gone, he can be reborn, but if his financial path is cut off, he may not be able to regenerate."

The general was stunned after hearing this. She was about to refute, but after thinking about what Yu Tianlin said, it seemed that this was indeed the case. She said helplessly: "You humans are so heartless."

"The bustling world is all for profit; the bustling world is for profit." Lei Ze smiled softly.

"Although this sentence is a bit cruel, it is a true portrayal of this world. Everyone is working hard for their own interests and survival, whether they are immortal cultivators or mortals."

The general touched his little head, which was not very smart, and said: "Well, although I think this is not right, the world seems to be like this. But Master, what should I do about the meeting? There will be so many people, I Afraid....."

Lei Ze interrupted the general and said, "You are afraid of a hammer."

The general said with some doubts: "Master, do you like hammers very much? Why do you always talk about hammers?"

Lei Ze said with question marks on his face: "I really want to take a hammer and crack your head open to see what's inside your brain. Why can you be so stupid?"

After hearing this, the general said: "No, master, you should cut it open with a knife. Wouldn't it smash the head with a hammer?"

After hearing this, Lei Ze helplessly touched the general's not-so-smart little head: "Well, you are really a fool."

The general snorted and turned away from Lei Ze, pretending to be angry.

Seeing this, Xianmeng couldn't help but worry: "Brother Xianren, is it really okay? Sister General is going to the meeting alone."

Lei Ze shook his head: "Of course not. Let this guy go to the meeting. If he says something shocking, wouldn't it make people laugh to death?"

"So, there must be a mature and steady person among us who will accompany the general."

Xianmeng said: "But we two can't participate. This meeting only invites Jindan monks. We are not Jindan monks from Yanyang Sect."

Lei Ze turned around and looked at Wang Changsheng, who was still swimming happily next to the pool, and said, "Who said that the two of us would go there? Immortality is very good, mature and stable. I will lend the longevity to the general on the day of the meeting."

After hearing this, the general said: "Tsk, whatever you lent to me is originally mine. Do you still remember the look of disgust in your eyes when I took the longevity back? But can the longevity transmit sounds?"

As soon as the general finished speaking, Wang Changsheng's voice came in her mind: "Master general, I know how to do it."

The general was startled, and then a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and he shouted to Wang Changsheng beside the pool: "Changsheng, you are amazing! Now I feel much more relieved."

Xianmeng was also surprised: "Immortal can actually transmit sounds." Then he looked at Lei Ze: "Brother Xianren, is this also part of your plan?"

Lei Ze said nothing and looked into the distance pretending to be profound.

However, Xianmeng's eyes were filled with a hint of admiration. It turned out that Brother Xianren's plan was so thorough and even this point was taken into consideration.

It snowed again in the sky, and tiny snowflakes slowly fell from the gray sky, like feathers from heaven landing gently on this peaceful world.

Snowflakes cover the existing snow layer, making the entire academy and surrounding mountains and forests more pure and flawless, like an exquisite ink painting.

The snow dances lightly in the cold winter, and the quiet silver outfit changes its look.

The years are like woven frost and snow, and time passes leisurely without words.

Time flies by and the end of the month is here in a blink of an eye. This was originally a New Year in the mortal world, a day of reunion, but the general took Wang Changsheng away from his family during this festival.

"Master, I originally agreed to go eat candied haws on a stick, but it's a pity that I have to leave my hometown for you." The general's voice was filled with helplessness and sadness.

Lei Ze habitually hit the general on the head: "Idiot, this is how you use leaving your homeland. Besides, we will follow you in, although we can't attend the meeting with you. However, Changsheng will tell you how to do it."

The general rubbed the area where he had been lightly beaten and muttered: "Okay, okay."

Lei Ze then asked: "Didn't we explore the area around here a few days ago and planned two escape routes for you? This place is much smaller than Yunlei Sect, and it is just a slightly larger city."

"Remember, safety comes first. Now, keep this in your pocket."

After saying that, Lei Ze made a small dragon with Samadhi True Fire, mixed with some white flower juice, and gave it to the general. Xian Meng also pinched a phoenix and gave it to the general.

"It has been tested before. This Samadhi True Fire is connected with our soul and can accept our instructions. But if it is separated by the formation, it is equivalent to one of our flame clones. Although it has only a simple consciousness, it can integrate the formation. It’s still possible to make a hole.”

"This is to prevent the meeting place from being blocked by the formation. If you are discovered, you will not be able to escape. There are also some white flowers mixed in, so you don't have to worry about being discovered by others."

"Also, take all the poison pills I gave you. Crush them when you are in danger and blow them away with the wind."

"Also, if it doesn't work, just use..."

The general said impatiently: "Okay, I've heard it several times, I understand. Let's go into the city."

Then the general transformed into Tang Yunting and took Lei Ze and Xianmeng to the main city of Yanyang Sect.

The guard at the door saw that it was Tang Yunting and quickly bowed and saluted: "Elder Tang, please. The meeting is being held in the central hall, and many elders have already arrived. The meeting officially started at noon today. The entourage is not allowed to enter the hall and can only wait outside the hall. "

Tang Yunting nodded and walked in with Lei Ze and Xianmeng expressionlessly.

Arriving outside the main hall, Tang Yunting took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and walked into the main hall.

In the main hall, the Jindan monks were already seated, and the atmosphere was solemn. The general glanced around, looking for his seat. After finding a place to sit down, her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

She didn't know anyone around her, but she did see a few familiar faces, Yu Tianlin, Hua Yuxuan, and Yuan Mengyang.

Also under Wang Changsheng's guidance, she greeted everyone with a smile and sat quietly in her seat waiting for the meeting to begin.

Because everyone was like this, no one discussed loudly or exchanged greetings, and no one even dared to show off, so it was reasonable for the general to do this.

The reason why everyone was so silent was the one sitting on the main seat. He had his eyes closed, as if he was meditating, and the air around him was solemn because of him.

He is the bishop of Yanyang Sect and one of the pinnacles of power in the entire Cangyan Dynasty.