The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

Zhu Ming: "..."

I'm not...something, Zhu Huan spat out a mouthful of old blood, thank you so much.

He raised his head and glanced at Hei Mudan, not sure if it was a whim or...

Forget it, I lowered my head and ate again, as if I didn’t understand.

But Hei Mudan didn't intend to just let it go, she reached out and snatched the fruit that Zhu Ming had just grabbed on her claws, and threw it into her mouth, with a smile on her brow, "Say it."

Xiaobai Tuanzi moved two steps to the side to reach another piece of fruit, but... was robbed again.

Hei Mudan laughed softly, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and said softly: "If you are really stupid, you should bite me now, or attack me with your claws," she said, holding Zhu Min's hand. paw.

When the younger brother first came here, his hands never felt better.

Thinking that something was going to happen again, Zhu Huan immediately retracted in fright, jumped back a step, looked at the black peony, but there was no sign on Tuanzi's face.

What is this for?

Hei Mudan smiled flirtatiously. Now she is absolutely sure that the other party has developed spiritual intelligence, can understand, and the spiritual intelligence is not low. Sure enough, what the master brings back is valuable, but I don’t know what the value is. Tap it with your fingertips Pushing the head of the dumpling, "I am Black Peony. If there is no accident, you will call me Senior Sister from now on. What are you?"

……thing!

Zhu Min subconsciously took the next two words in his heart.

I'm so sorry, I'm human!Even if the bloodline is awakened.

Zhu Huan continued to back away, trying to avoid the pointing fingers.

My heart is still shocked by my own analysis, let me call her big sister, or recognize that I have spiritual wisdom, this is...

Could it be that the Caomu Hall is full of blood monks?

How rare are bloodline monks? Wendao Zongruo has only two sects, and the number of other sects except Zihong Sect is also the same.

This still includes almost all bloodline monks who practice immortality on the mainland.

How many disciples does Cao Mutang have?One hall master, four personal heirs, none from the inner sect, and countless outer sects.

Not counting the outer doors, there are at least four of them.

Zhu Huan began to recall the four personal disciples of Cao Mutang in his memory, one for this black peony, one for the bright girl from the day before yesterday, and one for the third disciple.

Yes, there is also a junior brother, could it be that Linxuan is also there?

If the younger brother is also, then he is only so old, and when did he wake up?

No, it's more likely because of the spirit root, because the wood spirit roots are all learning alchemy, which is almost a tacit understanding for thousands of years.

When Zhu Min didn't notice, his thoughts turned from a different angle, and it's no wonder that he focused on Guan Hao.

There are not many people he knows acquainted with in the entire Daoist School, and some of them are not even counted as acquaintances. One is a junior, Zhao Yunkai is one, and Gu Shan is next to a few senior brothers. I got a younger brother.

Black Peony waited for a long time for no response, so she cut open the fruit with a knife, and elegantly used a toothpick to put small pieces into her mouth.

When Zhu Min cleared up the relationship and was mentally prepared to accept that his junior was also a bloodline monk, he saw that the table was empty.

Black Peony patted her belly in satisfaction, and the soothing spiritual power was circulating all over her body, as if returning to her mother's body every time it bloomed.

Except for being able to snatch the fruit of the third junior brother back then, there have been no spirit beasts worthy of the master's serving of fruit in these many years.

Zhu Huan looked at the laziness of Hei Mudan leaning on the pillar, her face was already expressionless, but fortunately she also knew how to pour out the soup for herself, which could be regarded as a reward.

After drinking all the soup without wasting it, Zhu Huan took small steps to the quiet room, only hoping that the woman had already left when she came out.

From the corner of her eyes, Black Peony saw the little beast walking towards the quiet room with its short legs. Time flies back to the time when the younger brother first came, peaceful and comfortable.

Got up and went to the couch, the door behind him closed automatically without wind, leaving behind the shadow of the maid outside the door.

The refining this time is more difficult than expected, or in other words, the spiritual power has become difficult to control. Zhu Huan wants to refine the spiritual power in his body into his own cultivation. He thought it would be enough for one night, but he only captured those free spirits. The strength is enough to trouble him. After a whole night, he only caught less than one-tenth of it. When he opened his eyes at dawn, the spiritual power trapped together dispersed, and he did a night's work. Useless work.

Exhaling slowly, he woke up and was not too tired. Zhu Huan immersed himself in his mind again. This time, he devoted himself wholeheartedly. When he was inexperienced, he could only grope slowly, or learn from the experience of those in front of him.

But the only one who can ask for advice is not here, Black Peony?If you don't know anything, just explain everything, it's not very reliable, so forget it.

I tried a few more times, but each time when I was distracted, the spiritual power that was collected disappeared like sand in an hourglass. The only difference was that the speed was a little faster.

This made Zhu Huan firmly believe that it was not his fault, but probably a different way of cultivation.

Impossible cultivation has added more problems, such as not being able to see the situation of cultivation, not knowing what has changed, and not to dare to try randomly.

When Zhu Huan was distressed about his cultivation, Qing Yuan and Song Yuandan had obtained several pieces of disciple tokens, and they were familiar with the door and sneaked into the Zihong Gate.

Both of them have been in high positions for many years, and their demeanor stands out from most of the disciples. At this moment, they have to use attire to make themselves look...popular.

Song Yuan had a gloomy look on his face and looked frustrated. He was wearing a black bunt on his upper body and leather pants on his lower body, revealing his calves that were whiter than other people's.

And Qing Yuan was dressed in a yellow Chinese dress, showing the aura of "I'm rich, come and hit me" everywhere, and his face was unmatchedly stiff.

Guangming Zhengda sneaked in one after the other, and the gatekeepers didn't raise their heads when they saw it, and the two walked freely in Zihong gate.

The Zihong sect is divided into two factions, one is the royal family who awakened the blood of the silver wolf back then, and the other is the blood monks who were absorbed later and were persecuted by other monks.

There are too many monks with foreign bloodlines, and most of these monks come from the fierce places in the northwest. The habit is as usual, but another part of the royal family has followed the tradition of liking yellow, and their clothes are even more gorgeous. After the two habits collide, they have formed today's irrelevant and very different styles.

When the two revisited the old place, they were not surprised to see some changes. When they got to a place where no one was there, Song Yuandan began to glare at Qingyuan, "I haven't seen you for many years, your eyes have changed a lot."

Qing Yuan glanced at the exposed calf of the other party, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Change?"

Song Yuandan's throat choked up a mouthful of blood, "I'll come next time."

"Are you coming?" Qing Yuan glanced at Song Yuandan, as if to say, you, okay?

"At least better than you." Song Yuandan hummed angrily, remembering how those people on the road looked at his calves with disdain.

At least he won't show his legs, he won't wear a gorgeous yellow dress, and he also wears yellow shoes on his feet, so he's all yellow.

Condescendingly despised the other party's clothes, a gust of wind blew, Song Yuandan shook the leather pants floating on his legs, and sent a voice transmission to the other party, "What's next? There seems to be a change."

Qing Yuan is more aware of this, "The elders go out a lot, adapt to the situation."

Neither of them mentioned the exchange of information. Anyway, the purpose was to steal things, and it would be better if there were fewer people.

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Daozong Hall

Many elders gathered together again after many years of retreat.

Pharmacist Gu took the first place, watching the farce below.

"Report to the acting head, these things were indeed found from Junzi Peak's residence." The disciple dressed in the uniform of Jian Tianfeng's disciple said respectfully, and the words without emotion rang clear and clear in everyone's ears, so The subtext contained in it couldn't be hidden from the people present.

Most of the elders who hadn't seen each other for a long time began to say hello in a few words, but they didn't mention the reason why they gathered here.

"Gu Yaoshi, can you talk about this matter? The head is not here, so you have to enforce the law impartially." Master Hong Yang began to be dissatisfied. They are all in the late stage of Yuanying. His own disciples were left there, relying on their higher cultivation level than the acting head and their acquaintance, Master Hongyang still called him by his old title, and added weight to himself.

Sure enough, there was no sound after that, the other elders looked over calmly, Master Hong Yang raised his head.

"What do you think?" Gu Yaoshi knocked on the white jade table casually.

The hall was silent for a moment.

"Ask you guys." Gu Yaoshi waited impatiently, everyone seemed to be dumb.

Many elders looked at me and looked at you, waiting for someone to stand up enthusiastically, and they were quiet for a while.

"This matter..." Elder A.

"This should be..." Elder B.

"In my opinion..." Elder C.

Yaoshi Gu let go of his clenched hand, and calmly looked at the three elders who jumped out together to show their respect.

Finally, another elder stood up, "In my opinion, this matter is a disciple of Elder Jian's command after all. I'm afraid that Elder Guan will be dissatisfied by bypassing Elder Guan's handling. We'd better discuss it after he leaves the customs."

The three elders nodded repeatedly, and the rest of the elders also expressed their approval.

Realist Hong Yang saw that almost everyone agreed, and stood up again, "I don't think this matter is right. Elder Jian doesn't know when he will leave the customs. This matter is of great importance. It is not only my Jian Tianfeng who is harmful, I am afraid that the entire Taoist sect will have to search carefully, not to mention that Lin'an's first disciple is only a high-level disciple, without the sword seal blessed by Elder Jian, let alone the election of other disciples, I am afraid it is not very serious It is appropriate to continue to occupy this seat."

The elder who heard this before asked again, "Dare to ask who this is?"

Hong Yang looked left and right, only to find that the elders who followed him in Jian Tianfeng did not come in, he took a breath, "This is the elder Yuqing, right? The elephant is actually..."

"Pfft." Several elders couldn't hold back their laughter and interrupted Hong Yang's words, and the whole hall was covered by low air pressure in the next moment.

Pharmacist Gu sat up straight.

Elder Yuqing turned pale.

Hong Yang looked around, and continued: "I am indeed a role model for my generation. I am Hong Yang. I was fortunate to join Wendao Sect a few years ago."

Under the piercing gaze from above, Elder Yuqing said unhappily, "Then Elder Hongyang meant to surpass Elder Jian?"

Daoist Hong Yang frowned, although he didn't know how to arouse the other party's hostility, but he was not afraid, and said loudly, "Elder Yuqing's words are not right, this matter is very involved, I'm afraid it's better to deal with it as soon as possible, I'll wait It's all for the sake of the sect, Elder Jian is in an important period of retreat, could it be that since Elder Jian is not here, so many of us here can't handle this matter?"

"You guys discuss this matter first, come to me after you tell the result." Gu Yaoshi supported his head, and disappeared after speaking.

The other elders looked at each other. It was not good for them to discuss a result, and it was not good if they did not get a result. No one would jump out to object under Gu Yaoshi's words. .

Daoist Hong Yang walked forward to the center of the hall, "Everyone..."

"Hey, I have a problem, let's take a step first." Elder Yuqing interrupted, turned and left.

"Me too..." Before the words came out, another elder left.

"Let's go first." Several elders left.

Hong Yang flicked his sleeves in displeasure, "What kind of body..."

"Let's take a step first." The remaining elders left, interrupting Hong Yang again.

Hong Yang: "..."

"Master, this..." the disciple who testified asked, and was pulled by the disciple next to him.

Hong Yang flicked his sleeve robe angrily, and a fierce and irritable spiritual power poured out, hitting the ground of the hall.

The other disciples looked over cautiously, for fear of destroying the hall and causing punishment, but they saw...

Not even a mark was left!

Hong Yang: "...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"