Fast travel: the 101st be

Osmanthus osmanthus saw that Cheng Yuan, who was half dead on the collapsed bed just a few days ago, had come to life today.

"Brother He, you recovered so quickly."

"Thanks to your senior brother, Lord Qingyang even took out the elixir at the bottom of the box, so how could it be a bad day." Cheng Yuan put all the credit on Ling Ye to conceal his self-healing ability.

After a trial meeting, Mu Xi accumulated countless questions, and now seeing that Cheng Yuan was fine, she started pestering him again to ask questions.

For example, what will be the 梼杌?

"Just change the name of the Trial Conference, change the location and change the host."

"Can people of the righteous way also participate? Will taking the first place really give them a rare treasure?" asked Osmanthus osmanthus.

"Yes, yes."

"Isn't Po Buddha Lord a big loser, sending weapons to the enemy for no reason, maybe one day he will use them on himself."

For these cultivators in this world, it is a rare treasure, yes, but Yu Chengyu is actually just too many waste toys that have no place to put them. They are the things he has accumulated from the vicissitudes of life he has experienced for so many years.

Cheng Yuan didn't elaborate, "It's useless against Po Buddha Lord."

"Then what will Po Buddha do when he runs this 梼杌? Is it really like what they say, playing with righteous people when they are idle and boring?"

It's really not a joke, and Cheng Yuan doesn't understand why these so-called righteous people always put themselves in a situation where they seem to have been greatly wronged, pushing others to the moral high ground for no reason.

Cheng Yuan shook his head, "It was originally made to enliven the atmosphere of the Demon Realm, something for the Demon Realm's self-entertainment, but when people outside heard that there were treasures to pick up, they all came. Over time, it became your decent home instead."

What Osmanthus osmanthus heard most from Cheng Yuan these days was about Po Buddha Lord. She always felt that he was different from the Po Buddha Lord rumored by the outside world, but more like a virtuous emperor who listened to the people, cared for the people, and had a broad heart.

Unexpectedly, there was a longing for worship in my heart for no reason.

"Lord Pofo must really like to stand on the top of his demon palace and observe the peace and prosperity of the demon world he governs, right? His subordinates will be surrounded by all the officials, praising his merits in governing the world."

Cheng Yuan smiled, propped his chin with one hand, stared at the void, as if he was recalling the scene he described, "Why are you so gaudy, Mr. Po Buddha, maybe the favorite thing is to go to his Uncle Shen and feed the chickens Put the rice on fire for Mrs. Shen, just to tease the three-year-old boy."

Ling Ye, who had been acting like a gourd all along, looked up at him at this moment.

Osmanthus osmanthus was confused by herself, she really couldn't think of such a scene, so she didn't think about it either.

At this time, the three of them were at a post station in Pingcheng, and going further east was the Biluo Mountain Gate.

The trial meeting was over, and Ling Ye should naturally take the sweet-scented osmanthus back to return to his command next.

But Osmanthus osmanthus suddenly didn't want to go back. The cultivation life in the mountains was boring, far less colorful than down the mountain. Although there were occasional dangers, there were two elder brothers who would not let her suffer the slightest harm.

It seems pretty good to be wandering around like this all the time, especially when they go back, it means that they will part ways with Big Brother He.

"Brother He, senior brother and I may be leaving for Biluo tomorrow, what are your plans for the future?"

"Idle clouds and wild cranes, enjoy themselves, go anywhere."

"Is not you going home?"

"There's no one at home, it's deserted, and I don't really want to go back." Cheng Yuan told the truth.

Cheng Yan's magic palace is very big, but there are no people at all, he doesn't need subordinates, he can destroy a sect by himself, and he doesn't seem to like those subordinates who just want to curry favor with him.

What Cheng Yuan sees most in his memory is Cheng Yan sitting alone in a huge, empty and dark palace for a whole day.

"Where's the family?"

Cheng Yuan originally wanted to say that he has no family members, but he changed his rhetoric, "My family is short-lived and died early. I am the only one left in my family."

"Ah..." Osmanthus osmanthus seemed embarrassed and guilty for accidentally poking someone's sore spot. "Brother He, do you want to go with us, Biluo Mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Yanye stopped his movements.

What a genius with golden ideas.

Going to Biluo Mountain, if you are lucky, you won’t be able to see the head of the retreat and come out for a walk. If you are not lucky, scaring half of Biluo Mountain to death seems to be a feat.

In fact, Cheng Yuan didn't care, he still wanted to go, so he looked at Lingye.

Osmanthus fragrans stared at Ling Ye, knowing that the only one who can make the decision now is the senior brother, "Senior brother, is it possible? Brother He has helped us so much along the way, we should invite him to sit on our mountain, right?"

Ling Ye seemed to be hesitating.

Osmanthus didn't know what he was hesitating about. Brother He is not a bad person, so what's wrong with being a guest? Even if he is really a bad person, with his father in charge, can he still destroy the whole Biluo?

Kano finally nodded.

Osmanthus osmanthus is secretly happy, Cheng Yuan just smiles.

But they don't seem to be very lucky.

The only one on the mountain who can see his real body is the Venerable Guixu, the leader of Bi Luo, who happened to leave the customs.

Venerable Guixu is in his fifties, and he was also a young talent who was as powerful as a wilderness. After so many years of hard work, he has half a foot in the fairy dust.

Cultivation and determination are far above others.

Seeing Cheng Yuan, he first did everything he could as a landlord, expressed his heartfelt thanks to him for helping his disciple and daughter out of the siege, and even invited all the respectable people in the mountain to be grateful.

I just don't know whether it's out of respect for him to arrange a meeting with him, or because he is afraid that Cheng Yuan will have bad intentions and he can't handle it alone.

Cheng Yuan and Ling Ye are being surrounded by a group of his younger brothers and sisters to care for them.

Such as whether there is any injury, how serious the injury is, whether it can be done, whether it can perform surgery, etc.

The disciples followed the head of the sect and thanked Cheng Yuan thousands of times.

"Fellow Daoist's kindness to Ling Ye and Osmanthus fragrans, I will never forget it. If fellow Daoists ask for something in the future, I will definitely do my best."

Cheng Yuan gave him a bow.

"It's just that if the two children behave disrespectfully on the road, please forgive me more."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire hall seemed to have been pressed the silence button, and it was silent for a long time.

In the next second, there was the sound of swords being drawn in unison, and the disciples who had surrounded him just now and asked about the heroic scene of Li Zhan Tian Xi took a step back in unison.

The face is terrified, as if facing a big enemy.

The only ones present who did not behave abnormally were only two.

One is Venerable Guixu, who has long known his real body.

Another one is Ling Ye.

Cheng Yuan calmed down, knowing that every step he took now would make the people in the temple jump for a moment, and out of the goodwill of respecting the old and loving the young, he stood there motionless.

"Where is it, Lord Qingyang and I hit it off right away, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is like a sister. It's too late to love, so how can there be any disrespect?"

Ling Ye stood on the left side of the master with lowered eyes, respectful, and did not act aggressively, but the sweet-scented osmanthus, whose mouth has been open since just now, is enough to stuff two eggs.

"In that case, I would like to thank Mr. Pofo for taking care of the two children."

"The last time I came to Biluo was a hundred years ago. Back then, Biluo was still a small sect, but now it has become the No. 1 decent sect in the world. Congratulations."

What Cheng Yuan said, the young people present didn't feel much. The elders who were over a hundred years old almost lost their position, and the scepter was tightly squeezed.

A hundred years ago, it was the time when Cheng Yu bloodbathed the world's major sects and sects. After that time, the cultivation world was reshuffled, and the Gouhuo sect became the number one in the world today, and the tough ones had long been wiped out without any roots left.

Cheng Yuan's original intention was to catch up with the old days, and had no intention of intimidation. Seeing the elder's face turned blue, he knew that he had said something bad, and the more he said it, the worse it was.

He didn't wait too long, "Since that's the case, I won't stay for long, my lord Guixu, then shall we see you at the Demon Banquet half a decade later?"

Venerable Guixu cupped his hands, "I promise not to disgrace my promise."

Cheng Yuan took one last look at Ling Ye's direction, and it happened that Ling Ye raised his eyes and was looking in his direction, Cheng Yuan tilted his head and smiled.

With a flick of his sleeves, he disappeared before everyone's eyes in the next second.

The enemy retreated, and the brothers and sisters did not rush to comfort the stunned Osmanthus fragrans.

Venerable Guixu looked at Lingye, "Did I make things difficult for you?"

"Never."

"What do you want?"

"The disciple doesn't know either."

Venerable Guixu thought to himself for a while, "Perhaps he heard the rumor that Pofo Lord's head would be broken by Qingyang Lord's sword, so he came here to find out the truth."

"Maybe."

Venerable Guixu shook his head again, "Lord Pofo didn't even fear the head of the biggest sect back then, so how could he care about fledgling cultivators."

Kano didn't answer.

Venerable Guixu couldn't think of an answer either, but he suddenly remembered Ling Ye's calmness just now, "Did you know that he is Po Buddha Lord on the way?"

Ling Ye was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Venerable Guixu expressed his understanding.

"Forget it, act carefully from now on, don't want to be a thorn in the side of an adult."

"Disciple remember."

Half the time is but a flick of a finger.

The Demon Banquet sounds like the Righteous Path Alliance, but it was actually organized by Po Buddha Lord, and it was located in Sanggu.

On the surface, in order to shorten the distance with hundreds of immortal sects and show his affinity, Lord Pofo invited the heads of various sects to a banquet and chat.

In fact, it is to break the coercion of Lord Buddha on the hundred families of the immortal sect, to show his prestige, and to cut off the idea of ​​​​the hundred families of the immortal sect to fight against the devil.

There is nothing new in the form of banquets, but it is just for fun.

Venerable Guixu originally wanted to go alone, but thinking of Pofo Lord's care for Ling Ye and Osmanthus osmanthus, he decided to take Ling Ye Osmanthus osmanthus to explore the truth, but it is estimated that Ling Ye is not willing to go, Ling Ye has always disliked it To mix with these mundane trivialities.

So he went to Lingye's residence.

Lingye only enters and exits.

"Master." Ling Ye cupped his hands.

"Can't you go up to the ninth level?"

Ling Ye shook his head.

Venerable Guixu felt strange, "You were only one step away from going to the trial meeting. I thought it would only take an hour for you at most, so I asked you to go to the trial meeting first. Why did you go and come back? Is it back to the origin?"

Ling Ye didn't answer, as if he was listening to the teaching.

"The core profound meaning of this set of exercises is to calm the mind. Among the many disciples, you are the one with the most undivided attention. Only in this way can you make rapid progress. Some of them are thinking about the world, some are eager for quick success, and some are even thinking about their children's love. Naturally, even the third You can't get past the layers."

Venerable Guixu paused for a moment and then said, "Long Ye, what's on your mind recently?"

"No."

"What do you think about when you enter meditation? Or who do you think about?"

After asking this question, Lingye was silent for a long time, so long that Venerable Guixu felt that something was wrong, he turned around, wanting to see what happened to the proud student.

"It's a disciple. I don't understand well, and I don't have anything on my mind."

Venerable Guixu was noncommittal, but did not pursue too much. After all, it is difficult for anyone to have no distracting thoughts, "Forget it, I am going to take you and sweet-scented osmanthus to this demon feast. What do you think?"

"I know that you have always been obsessed with practicing exercises, and you have never cared about these mundane trivial matters. If you really don't want to go, it's okay, it's up to you."

In fact, Venerable Guixu just asked casually, and he was even prepared to hear the excuse that 'disciple wants to improve his skills'.

Unexpectedly, Ling Ye said yes.

[The author has something to say: I wanted to write a little more at first, but I'm afraid that the number of words will be too many when the next scene starts, so I'll save it for tomorrow. 】