Face Blind Prison Major Cultivation Zhenji

On the first night, because they missed Sutou, they camped directly in a mountain temple.This temple is not abandoned, but has been receiving incense all the time. The temple is small but very clean. The green-faced and red-bearded mountain god is covered with gold leaf, and the incense table is burning with thick incense candles. The three animals on the table are complete. A lame middle-aged man who lives in a hut behind the mountain temple should be the caretaker of the place.

When the man saw them coming, he said that he could let them stay overnight, as long as he didn't disturb the mountain god.

At this time, Sun Muqing was finally able to move. Although he had met him before, he still sought out his sister for the first time to comfort her.

"Mingying, what's wrong?"

"No, it's okay. Brother, I'd better go back to the car and eat."

"Go." Sun Muqing nodded. After all, the emperor was accompanied by only one woman, Sun Mingying. It's normal for a man to feel uncomfortable.

Sun Mingying returned to the car with the bowl in her hand, and saw Jing Cen crossed knees and eyes closed, this appearance was more like a fairy than the clay sculpture outside, yes, he is a fairy.The little girl returned to the car early because she had something to ask, but she suddenly realized that she hadn't looked at this cheap master well.Sun Muqing blinked, and had to admit that this person was really different. Her indescribable temperament was incomparable to her brother, even the emperor.However, if you simply talk about appearance...it's not as handsome as my brother's.

The little girl was suddenly a little proud. After all, the master is still an "outsider" now, and her brother is her own person who depends on each other.

This complacently distracted, and then regained consciousness, Sun Mingying found that Jing Cen had opened his eyes, and the black eyes were looking directly at her, and she was startled.Scared, she let go of the bowl in her hand, she reacted and grabbed the bowl in a hurry, her first thought was: Huh?I react really fast.But soon she realized that it wasn't because she reacted quickly, but because the bowl stopped in mid-air.She tentatively let go of one hand, then the other, and sure enough, the bowl hung there.

"Master? Did you help me?"

"Hmm..." Jing Cen nodded, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Sun Mingying touched the bowl and sighed in her heart: It really is a god. Hearing what Jing Cen said, she suddenly remembered the reason why she came back to eat, and quickly defended herself: "Master, the temple visitor... I think He always finds it strange." After she finished speaking, she was suddenly taken aback again, and took out the piece of jade that Jing Cen gave her, "No, it's not that I feel strange looking at him, but Yu's reaction is strange."

It was the cold air that Yu entered into her body that made her realize that the other party was strange.

"What's strange, he is the mountain god."

"Ah!" This mountain temple is also in Changqing territory, and it is still very famous, because the mountain god here is very effective in finding people and things, and asking for people's safety. "Could it be a monster?"

"It's a monster." Jing Cen waited for Sun Mingying to continue to speak down. There are quite a few monster disciples in Guanglan Xianmen. I can only let go.

In the end, Sun Mingying actually said this: "He is really courageous and kind-hearted."

"Oh?"

"Although our Changqing is not considered a big city, the elders of the Changping Sect always come every three to five years. When I was a child, I saw them bring the monster they killed... This monster is here to help others. If it is discovered , where there is life."

"Then Changpingzong, didn't you select talents in Changqing?"

"Talent selection? What Master said is about recruiting people to get started. You have to be eight years old to participate. When my brother was eight years old, my parents happened to go. No one helped me. I couldn't even see those fairy elders. There is no need to say anything to get started."

"You can't select all the talents here?"

Sun Mingying shook her head: "Like Changqing, ordinary people have never heard of Changpingzong. Every time they come to select candidates, at most only one or two people are selected. Master, isn't it like this?"

"Of course it shouldn't be like this. It's the first time I've heard that there are still candidates with few people in the Zongmen." Jing Cen shook his head, and explained to Sun Mingying how the various cultivation sects select talents. "Basically, the current sect selection is done in five-year rounds. Each sect sends out personnel to their own sphere of influence to select talents. Anyone with spiritual roots will be selected."

"Spirit root? I have it too?"

"Yes, you are a single spiritual root of the gold department, with outstanding aptitude, it should be said that you are only one in tens of millions."

"Master, are you really from the second-rank sect?"

"Exactly."

"Are you working in the second-rank sect?"

"I used to be a handyman, but I am not anymore." Jing Cen thought about it for a while and answered, because the Guanglan Immortal Sect most fits the title of handyman, and it is the head. "Why do you think so?"

"Because... such a small matter as recruiting people, it is impossible for the great figures of the second-rank Xianzong to come out and do it."

"It was my negligence. It is true that the sects above the third rank rarely recruit people by themselves. Do you think that the sects of the eighth and ninth ranks have their own territory?"

"Oh... the small sect sends out people to recruit people, but the best people have to give confessions to their immediate superiors?"

"That's exactly what you said." Jing Cen sighed, and suddenly recalled the past. When Mo Sui's special Huntian Dao body was discovered, it was actually "convention" for the people from the Wuyang Sect to snatch it. Stealing people is not for recruiting disciples, but for that dirty mind.But the sect was weak at that time, if Lu Dai and Master Uncle hadn't arrived one after another, how could there be the Guanglan Immortal Sect today.

"Master?"

"I just remembered some old things. However, my Guanglan Immortal Sect is slightly different. We will not rob apprentices from the small sect. If we want to accept apprentices, we can only find them by ourselves. Therefore, the number of disciples in Guanglan Immortal Sect has not increased. Not much."

Jing Cen is not too much, it refers to those sects of the first and second grades that have lasted for an unknown number of years, but Sun Mingying does not have a complete understanding of monks and sects of cultivation. My sect probably belongs to that kind of story book novel, with a great name, but in fact it is a small sect with two or three kittens.

"Master... then you..." So, when I thought of what I wanted, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Ok?"

"Can you...can you help me treat my brother?"

"Of course it needs to be cured, but now is not the time."

"Thank you, Master!" Sun Mingying kowtowed firmly, "I will definitely honor Master in the future to repay Master's kindness today..."

"You are my apprentice, what are you talking about?" Jing Cen patted the little girl on the head, but he was a little strange. Up to now, he had given away a lot of things, and any of them was worth more than what Sun Muqing received. Spending more?The little girl reacted like this only this time, it really is brother and sister love.

In fact, how did Jing Cen know that Sun Mingying only reacted violently this time, and the reason was still her ignorance.

Although the blindfold was miraculous, Sun Mingying calmed down afterwards and felt that she had seen something similar in the scriptures.As for Feitian, how could she know the difference in the height of the magic weapon, especially since she had seen flying immortals a few times, so she only regarded them as ordinary.Only Sun Muqing, who had heard it with her own ears, understood that the treatment was difficult, and the emperor was helpless.For a mortal girl, the emperor is still higher in her mind than the immortal master she just met for a few days.

However, in fact, even if Jing Cen knew, it would be fine, after all... the future is long.

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When the emperor was still two days away from the capital of Qi State, their team suddenly sped up—there was a letter from the capital, and the elders of Changpingzong had arrived.

"Why is it this time? Isn't there still two years left?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know." The person who came to deliver the letter was not the servant, but Habayashi, "It's just that the queen mother asked me to deliver the letter to you as soon as possible."

Song Jing read the letter twice, and his face became gloomy: "Bold! How dare you lie to me!"

That Yu Lin was immediately frightened and threw himself to the ground, but he did not forget to continue to defend himself: "Your Majesty! Even if I have the guts of a tiger, I dare not lie to you with the Queen Mother's letter!"

"Then you...you can see the queen mother?"

"Your Majesty, ministers are not allowed to enter the inner palace. This letter was sent by Zhao's servant next to the empress."

The emperor's face became even more gloomy. He turned his head to look at Sun Muqing who got out of the car: "Muqing, we are going to speed up the journey, but your body has not recovered yet, how about walking slowly behind?"

It was indeed the queen mother's handwriting, but the letter was too simple, so simple that Song Jing knew that it was either not written by his queen mother at all, or it was written by the queen mother under coercion or even control.Something happened in Beijing, and it was still related to Changpingzong.Although the face has been calm for a long time, in fact Song Jing is ready to die.The world knows that emperors are noble, but these emperors know that they are ants after all, and those high-ranking celestial beings can overthrow a dynasty by turning their palms.

But he can't run, and he can't run. All the emperors of the Qi Kingdom have the seal of Chang Pingzong on their bodies, saying that it is to keep them safe and smooth, but in fact... it's no different from putting a collar around a dog's neck.Now if Chang Pingzong deceived him to go back with tricks, it meant that they had at least some face, and there was still a glimmer of hope for his children to continue to inherit the throne.

Now he only hopes that his connection with Sun Muqing is not deep, and that no one will trouble him in the future.

"Your Majesty!" Although they were fighting and arguing all the way, how could Sun Muqing, who felt something was wrong at this moment, let Song Jing leave without worry?But before he could speak, he was interrupted by another voice.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about changing Qi Guo to another sect?"

"Clang!!" The surrounding Habayashi heard the sound of swords being drawn. They looked at this strange man who suddenly appeared two steps away from the emperor, and couldn't figure out where he came from.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Jing Cen, the elder of Guanglan Xianzong, the second-rank sect."

"Guanglan Xianzong?!" Song Jing's eyes, which had been dark just now, suddenly lit up.