"Dad, aren't you angry?" Tian Linger asked cautiously.
"Why should I be angry?"
Tian Buyi glared at her.
Ever since Xu Buzhou achieved Yuan Shen and showed his face in front of monks all over the world, Tian Buyi, who felt extremely satisfied, let go of his attachment and no longer valued face so much.
"Now that Lao Liu and Lao Seven are back, it's rare for us at Dazhu Peak to be reunited." He turned his eyes and asked, "Da Ren?"
"The disciple is here."
"In the evening, I will lead the junior brothers to cook a good meal, and let's all have a good time together."
"Disciple, obey."
After saying that, he led Suru away.
Everyone couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief and gathered around Lu Daxin and Du Bishu to ask about their experiences in the world of spiritual practice.
Xu Rui saw this and just stood aside without stepping forward.
Thanks to the Tao books he gave, the disciples of Dazhu Peak have made rapid progress. Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali, and He Dazhi achieved the fourth level of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Tao" ten years ago, and have now reached the fifth level; qualifications
He Dazhi, who is relatively higher, has reached the sixth level of cultivation.
Song Daren, who has the highest qualifications and understanding, has understood "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" to the ninth level.
Lu Daxin and Du Bishu, who were the latest to get started, also achieved the fourth level five years ago and walked down the mountain.
He used his own efforts to completely change the face of Dazhu Peak.
It's just that I don't know whether this change is good or bad.
Because of the return of Lu Daxin and Du Bishu, Shoujing Hall returned to its former tranquility after being bustling for a few days.
Another half year passed in the blink of an eye.
While he was meditating by the small lake he named "Jingxin", the soul-binding seal in the sea of consciousness began to beat.
"Sir, Pu Zhi from Tianyin Temple has gone up the mountain."
"knew."
Xu Rui opened his eyes, "This day is finally coming."
His appearance changed many things.
For example, if Baguio is accepted as a disciple, she is destined not to meet Zhang Xiaofan again, nor will she end up with a tragic ending.
Tian Linger was born ten years earlier than what was written in the book, and is now fifteen or sixteen years old. A young girl in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, there is a high probability that she will no longer have the childhood sweetheart friendship with Zhang Xiaofan.
The cultivation level of the disciples at Dazhu Peak is also much higher than in the book.
However, he still had to change more things.
With a thought in his heart, a space passage appeared in front of him.
Xu Rui stepped in, and when he came out, he had reached a wilderness. Looking forward, he could see a small village built next to the river.
Not long after, a flash of spiritual light came to the ground, and a figure wearing a green robe and a golden crown appeared on the ground.
"Qingluo meets the master."
"Get up."
Over the years, he has kept Qingluo in Caomiao Village, waiting for Pu Zhi's arrival at any time.
"Are you sure you are Pu Zhi from Tianyin Temple?"
"That man's magic power is indeed that of the Great Brahma Prajna from Tianyin Temple, and his appearance is exactly the same as the one in the master's portrait. He must be universally intelligent."
Xu Rui nodded, his heart moved, and a thick space barrier enveloped the two of them.
"let's go."
When the two came to Caomiao Village, ordinary people naturally couldn't see them in the dimensional space.
There was a hint of emotion in Xu Rui's eyes.
I remember that when he first came to the Zhuxian spiritual world, the first place he arrived was Caomiao Village.
Now a period of time has passed, and the old man he once was has long passed away.
Stopping, a group of children playing together appeared in front of them.
They were dressed in rags, sitting on a main pole with their little buttocks, playing the game of riding a bamboo horse.
Noisy and naive.
"Sir, the shorter and skinnier kid is Zhang Xiaofan."
Look in the direction of Qing Luo's finger.
A child wearing a patched coarse cloth coat, slightly thick eyebrows, a broad nose, and a kind-hearted face appeared in his eyes.
"The taller one next to him and the best-dressed one is Lin Jingyu. He is the child of the village chief's family."
Xu Rui immediately saw Lin Jingyu who stood out from the crowd.
Among all the ragged children, he was so neatly dressed that he really stood out.
After watching for a while, Xu Rui stepped forward.
With a flick of the finger, a flash of light flashed through, and all the children were stunned for an instant.
After they fell into the illusion, Xu Rui's consciousness swept over Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.
Gold Finger Manifestation.
"Lin Jingyu.
Qualification: Innate Spirit Body (691);
Supernatural power: The heart of the sword is clear (sixth grade, medium)."
"Zhang Xiaofan.
Qualifications: acquired spiritual body (32%);
Bloodline: Qiqiao spiritual blood (fourth grade, high grade, concentration 19%, not yet awakened);
Supernatural power: A person destined by destiny, blessed with good luck (fourth grade, top grade)."
Xu Rui's eyelids twitched. He didn't understand what 'seven-orificed spiritual blood' meant, but the fourth-grade superior bloodline was inferior to even ordinary mythical beasts.
Compared to his bloodline, Zhang Xiaofan's magical powers are even more impressive.
"The person who is destined is blessed with luck."
This is obviously the son of luck.
But this is understandable, after all, he is the protagonist of the entire Zhuxian spiritual world.
"I just don't know if this magical power is equally useful in other spiritual worlds?"
After pondering for a moment, Xu Rui unlocked his soul-fixing technique with a flick of his finger.
The children continued to play without noticing anything unusual.
After playing for a while, they each went home.
Xu Rui and Qing Luo waited for a while in Caomiao Village. At dusk, a ray of light flew from Qingyun Mountain. It originally went straight to the west, but when it came to the sky above Caomiao Village, it turned a corner. Fly down.
The light converged, revealing an old monk.
His face was covered with wrinkles, he was dressed in a worn yellow cassock, and his whole body was dirty.
He held a string of jasper beads in his hand, which were crystal clear and emitted a faint green light.
The strange thing is that among a dozen smooth and clear sapphire beads of the same size, there is also a dull round bead that is neither jade nor stone, dark purple in color.
Xu Rui glanced at Puzhi, and quickly focused his attention on the 'blood-devouring bead' with dim light.
To this day, with the high-grade heavy treasures 'Dragon-Slaying Sword', 'Five Elements Immortal Sword Formation', medium-grade heavy treasures 'Two Dragon Bells', 'Black God Jar' and 'Seven Treasures Hunyuan Tower', he has no doubts about 'The Devourer'. Xue Zhu' is not greedy, but simply curious.
Seeing Puzhi walking into the Tutu Temple at the entrance of Caomiao Village, Xu Rui did not follow him.
"Master, do you want me to take action?" Qing Luo asked.
"No, now is not the time."
Qing Luo didn't ask any more questions, sitting cross-legged behind Xu Rui, waiting quietly.
At dawn, the farmers went to work in the fields after breakfast, and the children played day after day until they grew up.
Xu Rui saw the scene where Lin Jingyu almost strangled Zhang Xiaofan to death.
Looking at Lin Jingyu who was frightened and at a loss, Xu Rui shook his head.
"He is really just like Cansong. He values love and justice, has an extreme personality, and is prone to going to extremes. No wonder Cansong gave Wan Jianyi's Dragon-Slaying Sword to him instead of Qi Hao."
Although Qi Hao is extremely talented, his character is upright and gentle, which is really not the same as Cangsong.
The day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was night again.
Boom.
Thunder in the sky.
Accompanied by the roaring wind, the clouds in the sky were rolling, making it look like heavy rain was coming.
Xu Rui, who was meditating cross-legged, opened his eyes at some point.
He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Qingyun Mountain, his eyes deep.
"coming."
A ray of black energy accompanied by wind and rain fell into the village like lightning. The black energy rolled up, spiraled up, and went straight out of the village, heading towards the Cao Temple.
It was extremely fast and arrived in the blink of an eye. Xu Rui could see clearly that there was a child in his arms, it was Lin Jingyu whom he had seen during the day.
He could see it, and Puzhi in the Earth Temple naturally saw it too.
"stop."
Pu Zhi rushed forward, and after several exchanges of lightning and flint, with Cangsong's deliberate indulgence, he snatched Lin Jingyu away.
"Amitabha, your teachings are profound, why do you attack ignorant children? Aren't you afraid of losing your identity?"
"Who are you to meddle in my business?"
Puzhi was about to speak, but he stopped talking. He came to Qingyun Gate this time to act in secret.
After all, exchanging the undisclosed secrets of Tianyin Temple with another family's method is a serious crime of treason.
"This is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. If the Qingyun Sect knows that you are doing something wrong here, I'm afraid you will be sad in the future."
"Bah, Qingyun Sect is nothing. It's just because of the large number of people. Old bald donkey, don't say more. If you are wise, please give me that child quickly, otherwise I will be rude to you."
"Amitabha, monks are compassionate and will never give this child to you."
"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death."
Cangsong waved his hand, and a two-foot-long red flag with an embossed skull rose up fiercely in the fishy smell.
"Poison Blood Flag?!"
When Pu Zhi saw this magic weapon, he became furious and rushed forward to fight Cangsong.
Watching the two fighting, Xu Rui's eyes wandered over the poisonous blood flag for a moment and shook his head.
This poisonous blood flag is obviously not the treasure of Cangsong Sacrifice.
He is a weapon refiner, and the aura of a magic weapon is deeply imprinted with the master's mark when it is being practiced, even if it is not the natal magic weapon.
And the aura on this poisonous blood flag is obviously different from the green pine.
The two fought fiercely for a while.
Puzhi, who was originally evenly matched, said "Ah!" and was knocked several dozen feet away by the poisonous blood flag, falling to the ground in a panic.
Puzhi stood up tremblingly, his throat itched, and he spat out a mouthful of hot blood. The monk's clothes in front of him were instantly dyed red.
I felt stars flashing in front of my eyes, severe pain all over my body, and the numb and itchy feeling was getting closer and closer to my heart.
He forced himself to calm down and glanced at Lin Jingyu, who was unconscious on the ground, and saw a colorful centipede slowly crawling out of his clothes.
It is as big as a palm, and its tail is divided into seven forks, making it look like there are seven tails. Moreover, each tail has a different color, and the colors are gorgeous, and the beauty is a bit terrifying.
"Seven-tailed centipede!"
Puzhi looked pale.
"Hahaha...yes, it's the seven-tailed centipede." Cangsong said proudly.
Pu Zhi quickly transferred the magic power and temporarily suppressed the poisonous gas in his body.
"You put this most poisonous thing in the world on this child, and you deliberately hid your strength and saw the opportunity to hurt me. Are you here for me?"
"You're not stupid. Hand over the 'blood-devouring beads', right? I can spare your life."