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The blame for Si Youli's murder three years ago was finally pinned on a foundation-establishing disciple of the outer sect. The blue-clothed friar I met in Fangshi.

Moreover, this matter was not found out by the sect leader or Daoist Xunli, but the Foundation Establishment disciple himself pleaded guilty and begged for death.

Said that Si Youli killed his sister, and the murder was for revenge, but now that the revenge has been avenged, he doesn't want to live anymore.

Someone took the blame, and this matter has nothing to do with the few people who heard the sound. Even if Taoist Jinshan still doubted it, but with Lin Buqing in the mess, it didn't take long for it to go away.

From this incident, it can be seen that the culprit didn't seem to want to pour dirty water on Wen Sheng and the others, as if everything he did was to simply solve Si Youli.

If it is really a coincidence, but there is one thing that does not make sense, that is, that person is particularly targeting Wen Fang. During the three years of training, Wen Fang has also been assassinated in different ways several times, because Wen Sheng and Jin Man The two of them were strict, but there was no accident.

It's just because that person has great concealment methods, and the few people haven't really caught the evidence that he killed his fellow disciples, so they have been living cautiously for the past few years.

It wasn't until the three-year period expired last month that they each returned to the mountain where their masters were, that they became a little more stable.During these three years, the four of them established their foundations one after another, and they can be regarded as the new generation of famous geniuses of the Chong Hua Sect.

Especially Wen Sheng, with the aptitude of the Yibingtian Linggen and his reticent and indifferent temperament, he also worshiped Xuanwei Daojun as his teacher, and soon spread the name of "Uncle Lengsu, the flower of Gaoling, cultivates a madman" Number.

As long as it is heard that he has gone to the Bowen Hall, the hall will be full that day!At the beginning, several teachers who taught me were flattered, thinking that their lectures were diligent and interesting, which attracted all the disciples to go crazy.

It didn't take long for these teachers to discover that the madness was real, but it had nothing to do with them. The person they had to meet was a Qi refining period disciple named Wen Sheng.

At first, the teachers were somewhat displeased, so they called him famous many times in the class, trying to make him look bad by using the error-prone points of the refining tool that have not yet been taught.

But what they didn't expect was that Wen Sheng was a sucker, anyone who knew everything about the exam would be able to answer everything that he hadn't taught, and he could answer fairly well even those who didn't teach. It looked like he had done his homework.

Several teachers are either real people or Taoist monarchs. They are not narrow-minded people who can cultivate to this level.In addition, as long as they hear the voice and speak, everyone will listen carefully with 12 points of energy, which is more effective than their emphatic dry mouth.

That didn't even make sense to discourage Wensheng, but the roll call still had to continue, and they were happy to have Wensheng.

Now that I heard the sound of returning to the inner sect, the ones who are most reluctant to give up are these few teachers.Seeing that the classroom returned to the lifeless scene before, several teachers were furious, and frequently used the sound as a positive teaching material to spur and teach.

So that for many years later, hearing the sound was regarded as the light of Chonghua, shining brightly in the lecture hall of Bowen Hall.

Of course, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Xiao Huaishan returned to Tianqi Peak Lin Buqing, and was assigned to an independent cave, and Jin Manman was still in the outer sect because he had never been a teacher, but he moved from Taoranju to Lingquanju, and took Lingquan as his own as he wished. have.

Hearing the sound, he came to Yan Yunhai to live with Taoist Xuanwei. It is not an exaggeration to say that they live together, because Yan Yunhai only has a very rough bamboo house, not even an alchemy room.

Not long ago, Wen Fang came to visit and saw his brother sitting on a snow-covered stone slab refining weapons, his whole body was surrounded by falling snow, and he didn't cry on the spot.

Immediately, a room was built for the two masters and apprentices who were not particular about it. Although there was nothing in Yunhai, but fortunately there was a lot of snow, a snow house was built for the hearing.

However, inner disciples are not safe and secure. According to the regulations of the sect, disciples who have successfully established a foundation, regardless of inner and outer sects, have to go through a school examination process of traveling.

You can form a team, or you can be alone, but each has its own task, which is released by Xuanshangtang.

For those with tough waists, my master will greet Xuanshang Hall in advance, so as not to receive very embarrassing tasks.

But the current situation of the four people who heard the sound is very complicated.

Taoist Xuanwei is not a man of sophistication at first glance, and it is his first time accepting apprentices, so he probably doesn't even know that he is going down the mountain when he hears the sound.

Lin Buqing was busy with family affairs all day long and couldn't see anyone. Xiao Huaishan had only seen him since he entered Tianqi Peak, and Qiu Pingchuan handled almost everything on his behalf.

And Daoist Xianlu, as the most staunch defender of the sect's regulations and the most hated law enforcement officer of all black-box operations, he naturally would not say hello to Wen Fang. It is already a benevolent act that he did not impose additional tasks.

As for Jin Manman, she is an outer disciple, what relationship can she expect from her?

So the final result was that the four of them successively got the most difficult experience task that Xuanshangtang did not happen once in a century-to go to the cold place of Yubei to pick velvet flowers and plants.

Yuzhou is the northernmost continent in Wangxu Realm, and further north is the infinite ice sea, where there is no end and no creatures, only a kind of spiritual plant called velvet flower, which is used to refine and maintain spiritual consciousness, suppress advanced inner demons, etc. Necessary material for high-level elixir.

The Nascent Soul cultivator still relies on luck to obtain it, and the juniors who have just established the foundation can imagine how difficult it is to complete.

For this reason, Jin Manman and Wen Fang often got together and complained. This must be a conspiracy by Taoist Jinshan. He must still be worried about the death of his apprentice three years ago.

But the task is randomly assigned by the formation, and there is no evidence, and you can't throw around and frame the dignified elder Taoist indiscriminately.

Wen Fang is not afraid, he even approached Lin Buqing, but Lin Buqing's answer is very interesting:

"If you don't go, will it be over? Go out for a few years and go for a few years. Who will remember why you went out when you come back?"

"What if the reward hall doesn't recognize it?"

"You are all back, who can drive you out?"

Wen Fang was silent for a while: "My master."

Unexpectedly, Lin Buqing also fell silent. After a long time, he patted Wen Fang's head: "Just pretend I didn't say anything, go back."

"..."

As a last resort, Wen Fang could only come to Shi Yunhai to find Wen Sheng.

Today, he came to hear that Fang was not outside, and only Taoist Xuanwei was meditating under the distorted little yellow tree.

"Junior Wen Fang has met Master Uncle."

After Wen Fang said hello, he got up and walked to the snow house without hearing the sound for a long time.This is not the first time, it is easier for him to get in and out of the Sea of ​​Oath than Xianlu Peak.

Wen Sheng in the room was also practicing, Wen Fang came in and did not interrupt him immediately.First, he looked at the decoration of the practice room for a while, a snow kang, a futon, a wooden table, three or five pots and tripods for refining, and a pile of wilting bamboo in the corner.

In this environment, who would believe that it was the cave where the elders of the number one sect in the world handed down their disciples?Wen Fang really felt distressed once watching it.It would be better if the cave where the servants of the outer sect lived was not cleaned up.

So when Wen Sheng opened his eyes, what he saw was Wen Fang's gloomy face: "... When did you come?"

Wen Fang changed his posture to support his face: "Just now."

Hearing the sound, he opened the window to look at the sky, and suddenly found that the master was sitting under the phoenix tree again, and suddenly remembered something, got up and picked up the green bamboo in the corner.

Wen Fang saw that he took out his knife and began to peel bamboo without saying a word, he looked puzzled: "Brother, why are you peeling this thing?"

Hearing the sound, he skillfully split the bamboo in half and then cut off the branches and leaves: "Make a sword for Master. In order to keep Longyuan in the secret realm, his own one was destroyed."

"Master uncle is a sword repair?"

"Ah."

That's no wonder, no wonder the Qiankun bag is cleaner than the face.

However, Wen Fang still had doubts: "It's not right, which sword cultivator only has one sword?"

Hearing: "My master."

Wen Fang couldn't help but complained to Taoist Xuanwei, thinking how could he be so shabby when he was a dignified practitioner?My sword is gone and I still ask my apprentice to ask for it. His master always dotes on his disciples, so he can do whatever he wants...except for him Wenfang.

Is Taoist Xuanwei accepting apprentices or servants?Isn't it true that you are looking for someone to enslave in the name of accepting disciples?What did they surnamed Wen do wrong to worship such a master to overcome the catastrophe?

"Brother! Did he teach you anything during this time?" Wen Xin was vigilant.

The blade of the sword in Wen Sheng's hand soon took shape: "Master is a swordsman, and a swordsman should put his mind first in his cultivation, and he should not be attached to external things."

"That can't be so shabby that you can just peel a piece of bamboo? How about playing house as a child? Don't be brainwashed by him."

"I agree with Master's Taoism very much," Wen Sheng stopped here, staring at the broken branches on the ground in a daze, "I have seen him use a sword, it is very strong."

Wen Fang was completely puzzled: "Didn't you say that his sword is gone?"

"So he used bamboo." Hearing the sound, he began to peel again.

Wen Fang looked out of the window, just in time to see the only small yellow tree with a crooked neck in the sea of ​​oaths, not to mention, the whole picture is advanced, no, it is advanced when Taoist Xuanwei sits there.

"Is he enlightening?"

"Ah."

Wen Fang said to himself: "Tell me, what is his way?"

Every Dharma practice needs to go through the step of "asking" when forming a golden core. There are thousands of Dharma in the world, and everyone's is different, and they will not tell others easily, so as not to be caught by others and cause demons .

Wen Sheng's answer was simple: "I don't know."

Wen Fang withdrew his gaze and also his thoughts, seeing that his brother was focused on the sword in his hand, feeling a little unhappy: "You haven't cut the sword for me yet..."

Hearing this, Wen Sheng raised his head, now the two brothers are gradually getting rid of their youthful innocence, and Wen Sheng is even less fond of laughing than three years ago.But at this moment, he looked at Wen Fang with gentle eyes: "What do you want?"

Wen Fang immediately got excited: "I don't want a sword, I want something special!"

"You said."

"an umbrella!"

"Umbrella?" Wen Sheng seemed a little surprised. He originally wanted to make an umbrella for Wen Fang, but Wen Fang said it first.

"A bamboo umbrella, the kind with a red top and splashed ink! It can be used offensively and defensively, and it can still be used when it rains. When we come back from experience, let you help me refine it into a magic weapon just like the umbrella, how great it is!"

Ordinary monks should look for suitable high-level materials in order to refine their natal magic weapon when they reach the foundation building stage.It is a good opportunity to go out and experience.

However, both Wen Fang and Wen Sheng are not short of such natural talents and earthly treasures, and the experience is more to see if there is a chance.

The reason why Wen Sheng wanted to make an umbrella for Wen Fang was also because he knew that Wen Fang hated rain the most.

But he didn't expect Wen Fang to think the same way, and it was similar to what he had in mind, so he immediately agreed: "Okay, after I finish this sword, I will make an umbrella with you."

The two estimated how long it would take to finish making the umbrella, and after agreeing on a date to go down the mountain, Wen Fang left.He has to tell Jin Manman the news so that they can go down the mountain together.

Not long after he left, Daoist Xuanwei also woke up from his slumber, heard the sound of giving him the sword he had made, and by the way said that he would go out to practice in a few days.

Daoist Xuanwei actually knew it, and gave Wen Sheng a Qiankun bag: "I don't have anything long in my body, only my sword spirit can still be used."

"Here are a few sword talismans engraved with my Taoism. If you encounter danger, you will be safe. Even if you meet a Mahayana cultivator, you can still fight for a chance."

Taking a look, he heard the sound and found that there were more than a few sword talismans in the master's mouth, but a total of two hundred, each of which contained a frightening sword intent, and even had a faint trace of heaven's power. Zhang Du is priceless.

It can be seen that Taoist Xuanwei is not as unkind as he seems.Hearing the sound, he immediately kowtowed: "Thank you, Master."

"You don't have to be bound by ordinary etiquette," Xuan Wei paused, then suddenly mentioned an irrelevant matter, "You are very similar to my first disciple, with the same abnormal ice root, the same rules and regulations, same……"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped talking.

Hearing the sound, he was surprised: "Have you accepted an apprentice before?" Didn't it mean that Taoist Xuanwei had never accepted an apprentice?

He clearly couldn't see Taoist Xuanwei's eyes, but when he heard the sound, he felt a smile in his eyes: "Well, her name is Shen Ji, but she is not in this world."

Hearing the sound, he knew that he could practice the technique of tearing space and crossing the interface when his cultivation reached the tribulation stage, but he didn't expect his master to be able to do it just by practicing xu.

"Just now, what did you not finish talking about?" Wen Sheng asked again.

Taoist Xuanwei withdrew his thoughts: "You are destined to have a catastrophe, just like my Jier. But don't worry, the catastrophe is not in the past few years."

Hearing the sound, he suddenly knew why Taoist Xuanwei accepted himself as a disciple.But he was not worried about any catastrophe, instead he remembered something: "A Buddhist monk said this to me before, it seems that this happened."

"Buddhist cultivator?"

"Well, I'm not very old, so I can't see my cultivation."

"But it's called fifteen?"

Wen Sheng was slightly surprised: "How do you know? He called himself Fifteen, not Fifteen."

He vaguely heard Taoist Xuanwei sigh: "It's finally here..." It wasn't a lament, but joy like a heavy burden.

Hearing the sound, he asked, "Is it your old friend?"

"No, it's an old friend's old friend."

It's rare to hear the sound, and I'm a little confused. Isn't the old friend's old friend also an old friend?

Taoist Xuanwei changed the subject: "Maybe I entrust you with something when I go down the mountain this time?"

"Master's words are serious, please speak."

"I have been inquiring about the whereabouts of a person. Before that, I have traveled all over Wangxu Ten Continents for 900 years, but found nothing." Xuan Wei said.

"who is it?"

"An old friend."

Hearing the sound, it suddenly occurred to him that the last time he saw that Buddha Xiu, he also heard that he was waiting for someone.Since Master and him are acquaintances, is it possible that they are waiting for the same person?

No, the Buddha practice waits, but the master seeks, which is slightly different.

Hearing the sound, he suddenly became curious: "What is the name of this old man? What is his cultivation level?"

Taoist Xuanwei pondered for a long while without saying a word, and said with some uncertainty, "Shen Yan... Maybe he changed his name, I don't know."

Not long after finishing speaking, he said again: "Forget it, I am making things difficult for you."

Hearing the sound, he just regretted it at the moment, regretted that he didn't ask more when he met that Buddha cultivator: Who are you waiting for?

Hearing the sound, he intentionally comforted Master: "I will pay attention, you will find him sooner or later."

"Yes, I will take him back sooner or later." When Daoist Xuanwei said this, there was a firmness on his face.

Hearing the sound, he became curious. He heard Qiu Pingchuan say more than once that Taoist Xuanwei was a casual cultivator, and he hadn't heard that he had any family members.But the two names I heard just now, one Shen Xie and the other Shen Ji, both have the same surname as his layman's family, which shows that they are at least of the same clan.

"Is this person important?"

"Very important."

"How important is it?"

"It's up to you to hear it."

That is really important, the closest family members, the most trusted siblings, so important that even if it is just a little hope, I will never give up.

If one day Wen Fang is hurt by someone so that he can't find him, then he will definitely be like Master, and he will not give up after looking for 900 years, maybe more than that.

Throwing the same question to Wen Fang, he should have given the same answer, maybe even worse.

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It's down the mountain, and the fun (weird) copy is up!