She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

The white clouds look back and close, and the green mist enters and sees nothing.

In the Jiuzhong Mountain Range, under the Qingyun Ridge, the Tianyan Sect's gate square was crowded with people, and it was time to recruit new disciples.

In previous years, Hong Tao would stand in front and stare at the six-year-old children testing their spiritual roots. This year, he has successfully entered the late stage of foundation establishment and his position in the Internal Affairs Hall has been promoted. People can be busy in front.

With the wind blowing in early spring, Hong Tao put down the new Peiyuan green tea from Huaxi Valley, and saw the noise in front of him, and the children were all in good spirits.

At times like this, he would think of Jiang Yuebai. He has come all the way, from a Qi training monk to the current stage of Foundation Establishment. In charge of the internal affairs hall, all these have the influence of Jiang Yuebai.

For example, this time he advanced smoothly, it was also because last time Fengyunhui bet all his wealth to buy Jiang Yuebai to win, and thus got a large sum of spirit stones, allowing him to concentrate on cultivation without worrying about cultivation resources.

Otherwise, even if you give him another ten years, you won't be able to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

"I don't know what Sister Jiang is doing now. If she breaks through the late stage, I will call her Senior Sister."

Thinking of this, Hong Tao felt a little weird, obviously it was the little girl he watched growing up.

"What's the matter with you little monk, you said that we are a Taoist school and we don't accept Buddhist disciples, why didn't you listen?"

"I... I just became a monk because I was abandoned outside the gate of the temple. I am no longer a monk. Let me test it. What if I have spiritual roots and can practice?"

The sound of quarreling came from the front, Hong Tao got up and separated from the crowd of onlookers and walked over. He saw a bald head of six or seven years old, wearing a tattered gray-blue monk's robe and carrying a bamboo hat.

His body was dirty, his knees were torn, and his feet were covered with scabs of blood, which were almost glued to the sandals. He looked pitiful.

Hong Tao suddenly thought of Jiang Yuebai back then.

"Could it be that you climbed up from the bottom of Jiuchong Mountain?" Hong Tao asked aloud.

The miscellaneous disciples of Tianyan Sect in front of the mountain gate saw the majestic Hong Tao with a beard on his lips, and hurriedly bowed their hands in salute.

The little monk turned his head, sniffed his nose, and nodded vigorously.

"Well, I heard from a Taoist priest in my hometown that there is a fairy gate on the mountain, and you can enter the fairy gate by climbing up. My master gave me this string of rosary beads before he died, and the wolves, tigers and leopards on the road will not eat me."

The little monk looked innocent and unsuspecting, and showed Hong Tao the Buddhist beads in his hand.

"You really don't plan to be a monk anymore, but want to practice Taoism?" Hong Tao asked.

The little monk scratched his bald head in distress, "I don't know, but Master let me live. I heard that immortals can live forever..."

"Test his spirit root."

Hong Tao ordered that the disciples of the Tianyan Sect immediately take the young monk to the spirit test tablet. The young monk hesitated, but finally pressed his hand on it.

Yellow and white rays of light gradually emerged from the spirit test tablet, and became stronger and stronger. Among them, the yellow light representing the soil spirit root surpassed the eighth scale and approached the ninth.

There was an uproar.

"Golden and earth have dual spiritual roots, the main earth is supplemented by gold, rooted...Eight earth and seven gold."

The yellow light did not exceed the ninth scale in the end, but this level of aptitude is already the pinnacle of dual spiritual roots.

Hong Tao personally took the wooden sign and handed it to the young monk, who held the hem of his clothes tightly and didn't take it, and asked with some kind of expectation in his eyes, "After entering the Taoist sect, will I not be able to recite scriptures and worship Buddha anymore?"

Hong Tao nodded, and the little monk's eyes suddenly filled with mist, and he hesitated to take half a step back.

"Little monk wants to practice Buddhism, how about I show you a clear path?"

A clear and hearty voice came, and the crowd parted from the two sides and turned around to look, and saw a female cultivator in white stepping out of the air, covering her face with a light veil, her fairy posture was ethereal, she looked forward to the sky, she bent her eyes and smiled better than Xinghua, calling everyone in the square for a moment I was dumbfounded.

"Sister Fairy! Is she the fairy sister from heaven?"

The children stared at the person with starry eyes, and the cultivators of the Tianyan Sect sized them up suspiciously. They had never seen such a female cultivator at the golden core stage, but she had the token of the Tianyan Sect's personal disciples hanging from her waist.

The nun fell to the ground, flicked her sleeves, took off her veil and smiled at everyone.

"Crying Peak Wangshu is here."

Hong Tao's heart was shaken, and he almost crushed the wooden sign in his hand. All the surrounding Tianyanzong monks who recognized Jiang Yuebai were also shocked beyond measure, with their mouths gaping open.

When she left the sect two years ago, she was still at the late stage of foundation establishment, and she came back only two years later, and she has already formed a pill?

How old is she? Start practicing at the age of six, build the foundation at the age of fifteen, and cast the golden core at the age of twenty-nine?

This kind of speed is not so fast in Tianyan Sect, even the Patriarch!

Hong Tao couldn't believe Jiang Yuebai's five spirit roots, or the five spirit roots he had personally measured. This speed was beyond the reach of Tianlinggen.

At that time, Hong Tao thought that Jiang Yuebai's saying to be Lu Xingyun's second was a child's joke, but looking at it now, she might not be able to be second, but to surpass the achievements of the patriarch!

Jiang Yuebai was still standing, Hong Tao was the first to react, and hurriedly led the surrounding disciples to bow together.

"Greetings, Master Wang Shu."

Everyone shouted in unison, this kind of momentum made all the children present feel their scalps tingling with excitement, and they couldn't control their excitement.

"Um."

Jiang Yuebai hummed lightly, she is now a Jindan real person up and down, she should be more calm in front of outsiders, and she has to learn how Fuyi Zhenjun usually looks.

Jiang Yuebai looked back to see his master nodding to her from high above, and went back to the sect first.

Before reaching the gate of the mountain just now, her super long-distance spiritual sense had already seen everything that happened here clearly. She immediately fell in love with this little monk, explained the whole situation to her master, and came here only after getting his approval.

Jiang Yuebai didn't care about the others, and went straight to the little monk who was stunned by her. After thinking about it, she knelt down and looked at him.

"You want to live forever but don't want to practice Taoism, right?"

The little monk's cheeks were slightly flushed by Jiang Yuebai's eyes, and he lowered his head shyly, "Well, I still want to pray to the Buddha."

"Cultivating Buddhism can also lead to longevity. I promised a person that I would find a disciple for him to leave his lineage. He is also a monk. He is... a monk who doesn't look like a monk. You want to listen to him story?"

Jiang Yuebai's voice was soft, with a smile on his face, which made the little monk feel more cordial, so he nodded.

"Okay, then I will take you back to the place where I live first. After you have heard his story, if you are willing to accept his inheritance, I will pass it on to you. If not, I will send you to the Diamond Terrace, where It is a Buddhist holy place."

"Okay, thank you Fairy Sister."

Jiang Yuebai smiled, she was actually thirty this spring, and she felt a little uncomfortable being called elder sister.

"Master Hong..." Jiang Yuebai stood up, called senior brother almost habitually, then said after a pause, "Guard Hong, I will take this little monk back to Heavenly Crying Peak first. My master knows about this, he will go Tell the suzerain, you don't have to be embarrassed."

Hong Tao regained his senses from the daze, "Ah? Good! Thank you Jiang... Thank you, Master Wangshu."

Jiang Yuebai nodded, her sleeves rolled up in a gust of wind, and the sound of the cranes was crisp and sweet.

Under the envious gazes of all the children, Jiang Yuebai took the little monk up on a crane and flew to the Qingyun Fairy Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

At that time, on the Heavenly Crying Peak.

Twelve-year-old Jiang Ziying was running like lightning, holding a sickle and chasing the little cat demon with three tails all over the mountain.

In the mouth of the cat demon, there is a red fruit that she has cultivated with great difficulty.

"Stop! You bad cat, I will sue you when Uncle Jiang comes back."

Meow! !

Aw~~

Qionglin Tiger slept in the shade under the tree and yawned.