"Senior, you are joking." Feng Jinghong said with a wry smile, "You are just a monk at the lowest level on the road to cultivating immortality. Your Yingui sect has many talented people. Besides, you have eighteen cultivating sects under you, many of whom are geniuses. Why?
Will take a fancy to me."
"Haha, okay, I won't joke with you kid anymore." The woman said with a straight face, "Bringing you here is naturally a reward for being the first in the competition."
After the woman finished speaking, she waved her hand, and a jade slip, a jade box, and a brocade handkerchief suddenly appeared on the stone table.
Feng Jinghong looked at the three items that appeared on the stone table and secretly guessed the woman's intention.
The woman was not in a hurry, she smiled lightly and looked at Feng Jinghong's slowly frowning brows without saying a word.
After a full stick of incense, Feng Jinghong's frown slowly relaxed, and he asked calmly: "Senior, is there any place where I can help?"
Feng Jinghong never believed that pie would fall out of the sky for no reason. A cultivating sect, with eighteen junior disciples of the cultivating sect, plus a group of powerful casual cultivators, she just watched it for her once.
How could he be given the first place so easily if he had received a reward?
Besides, Feng Jinghong just heard the rewards for the top six and the remaining five outside. For monks in the foundation building and Qi training stages, it is enough to make people jealous, not to mention him as the first place?
Moreover, this reward was given by such a profound senior, and I am afraid it is not an ordinary thing. It would be fine if Feng Jinghong joined the Yingui Sect. You can take these things at will, and you don't have to worry about anyone who cares about it.
But Feng Jinghong has never thought of betraying the Five Elements Sect and joining another sect. In this way, if he accepts these things easily, he certainly does not have to worry too much in the Yingui Sect, but once he leaves the Yingui Sect, those who
Not to mention the Yin Gui Eighteen Immortal Cultivation Sect, the casual cultivator alone is enough to give Feng Jinghong a huge headache, so Feng Jinghong only asked this question after careful consideration.
The woman was stunned for a moment after hearing Feng Jinghong's words. Then she seemed to have thought of something. She smiled faintly and said, "Haha, I'm not a big person, but I have a lot of thoughts. Don't worry, these things are all done in my own name."
Just accept what I gave you, it won’t cause you any trouble. But..."
The woman changed the subject and said solemnly, "I still have some selfish motives. That girl Youyou is the direct descendant of my lineage. If you encounter difficulties in the future, because of today's fate, you must lend a helping hand."
"Of course, senior will not stand aside if I don't talk about the boy. I won't talk about the kindness given by senior. After all, Sister Youyou and I also know each other."
Feng Jinghong didn't mention the reason for those items, but mentioned her relationship with Youyou's sister and brother, obviously to show that she was not a heartless person.
Hearing Feng Jinghong's words, the smile on the mysterious woman's face became even bigger. Seeing that this senior seemed to have nothing else to do, Feng Jinghong gave a salute and was about to leave when he heard the woman ask: "If Feng
Don’t be anxious, fellow Taoist, I have one more thing to ask.”
But just in time to stop Feng Jinghong from saying goodbye, Feng Jinghong smiled bitterly in his heart. The huge difference in cultivation between him and the person in front of him made it impossible for him to refuse, so he could only reply: "Senior, if you have something to say, it doesn't matter.
The word "asking for advice" is a disgrace to this junior."
"Then I won't be polite, old lady." The woman looked like a girl, and said the word "old lady" in an old-fashioned way, which made Feng Jinghong's scalp tingle. Not mentioning Feng Jinghong's abdomen, the woman then asked
, "Little friend Lu read my face that day, but what weird thing did he see?"
When Feng Jinghong suddenly heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. The dragon figure that had just been suppressed suddenly appeared in his mind. Unconsciously, there was still a slight look of horror on his face. Seeing Feng Jinghong's expression, the woman became even more sure of herself.
He made a guess and was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for Feng Jinghong to speak.
After a while, Feng Jinghong slowly came back to her senses. Looking at the faint smile of the woman across from her, her heart tightened: This woman must have known that he had seen those strange things for her that day. Anyway, this matter
I have no secrets to tell, so I might as well just be a favor.
After making up her mind, Feng Jinghong took a deep breath, and said with blurred but still profound eyes: "Senior, I did see something strange, but it concerns my senior's previous life. I wonder if I, senior, want to hear it?"
Feng Jinghong is not trying to appetize others. Once ordinary people are reincarnated, they are separated from their previous lives, and no matter their luck or bad fate, they will no longer be entangled with their previous lives.
However, immortal cultivators are different from ordinary people. There is a possibility of reincarnation and re-cultivation. Buddhism also has the theory of reincarnation. However, generally speaking, if it is related to the previous life without great luck or great fate, few people want to explore it in detail.
Things were different in the past life.
After all, when the body dies and the Tao disappears, the grudges are settled. If you worry too much, it will be detrimental to the path of spiritual cultivation. That's why Feng Jinghong asked this question.
As soon as Feng Jinghong said these words, not only was Feng Jinghong still shocked by the dragon figure, but the woman opposite him had had no desire for more than a thousand years, and her calm Taoist heart was even more shocked by Feng Jinghong's words.
The words set off a storm that could not be calmed down for a long time.
After a long time, she slowly calmed down. She glanced at Feng Jinghong, who was waiting for her reply, and signaled him to wait for a while. After that, the memory in the woman's mind returned to six hundred years ago.
"Yu Yan, in three days it will be the time when my master's power will dissipate. After one day, my master's 'return of light' will reach its peak. At that time, my master's skill and supernatural powers will be at the peak of this life, and I may even be able to touch that
On the edge of the realm, if you still have any difficult wishes, you can take this opportunity to tell me, I can only help you this last time, and the burden of restoring the prestige of Yingui Sect will be left to you in the future."
The speaker was an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman. She was sitting quietly on the stone bed, her aura growing stronger all the time.
But if you look closely, you will find that her appearance becomes a bit younger every once in a while. If there is someone with the same strength as her here, you will know that this woman's "return to light" will reach its peak soon.
Kneeling in front of the woman was a woman with black hair reaching over her shoulders. Apparently Yu Yan was her name.
The woman named Yuyan lowered her head and cried softly. Her slightly trembling shoulders and frail figure made it difficult for people to imagine that this woman named Yuyan was a rising star in the "Zonghui".
In the Yingui Sect, an immortal cultivating sect that was downplayed in the "sect association", I am afraid that it has already become the proud daughter of heaven.
"Master."
The woman named Yu Yan raised her head slightly. It was a face that could not be described in words. Although it was slightly pale, it lived up to the word "Jade Yan". Although her face was haggard, it was as gentle and moist as jade.
Her complexion cannot be concealed at all. Even if the pear blossoms are covered with rain, they are as beautiful as the moon in the water and the mirror flowers, which people dare not touch arbitrarily.
"Disciple, I don't have any difficult wishes. Master, you will not die. Although 'Returning to Light' is one of the three tribulations of gods and men, it is also an opportunity. If you can do it tomorrow when 'Returning to Light' reaches its peak,
If we break through, our Yin Gui Sect will not be kicked out of the God Realm, and Uncle Master and the others will not have to go to the nominal holy land for cultivating immortals in the Spirit Realm."
A bright light flashed in the eyes of the woman named Yuyan, and she looked hopefully at the middle-aged woman on the stone bed.
"Jade face..."
The woman on the stone bed hesitated to speak. After sighing, she continued:
"As a teacher, I also know that the burden of a sect in Nuo University is too heavy to entrust to you, but I can't do anything about it. I was assassinated by someone in the battle of magic forty years ago, and my injuries still cannot be healed. This is why they know that I don't have long life."
, it is possible that he broke through in the 'Three Tribulations of Gods and Humans' and did it deliberately. In that battle, the master lost his original yin and yang energy, and his Tao body was fragile and could no longer carry the Tao fruit."
A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the woman on the stone bed, but more importantly, she was unwilling and resentful.
"So I am totally unlucky this time. Fortunately, I fought hard to get injured, and it also left a thousand years of development opportunities for our Yingui Sect. After I left, your master and uncle were not very united, so I also
I don’t want you to be in trouble, so I would like to downgrade you to the Yingui sect and go to the human world. Even if you stay here, there is no place for you in the divine world."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman's eyes were full of gloom, but she continued, "That's why I gave up almost two-thirds of the resources of our Yin Gui Sect, so that the 'Zonghui' gave up on our Yin Gui Sect.
Yuyan, please don’t take this matter too seriously. I believe that with your qualifications, I, the Yingui Sect, will be able to return to the 'Zonghui' in the future."
"Master..."
The woman named Yuyan finally couldn't help it and cried loudly. How could she not understand the Master's painstaking efforts? Even if the Master passed away, there were still two Master Uncles after all, but those two Master Uncles couldn't bear it.
When she married the dandy son of the leader of the "clan", she never thought about fighting for herself.
As soon as the master left, I was afraid that the lustful man would immediately come to harass me. The master did this not only to leave some way out for the Yingui Sect, but more importantly for himself. The more Yuyan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, and she cried.
The voice faded.
"Yuyan, you are already a thousand years old, why are you still acting like you were a child?"
The middle-aged woman caressed Yuyan's head dotingly. Although there was blame in her voice, it was more caring, "I know that you have never let go of your senior brother. Although he is a member of the sect's guardian lineage, you have always been
If you feel guilty that he died to save you, I will teach you a lesson about your love life so that you can understand that he is not your good match."
The middle-aged woman took back her hand and spoke softly.
Three days later.
"Master?"
Yu Yan knelt in front of the stone bed. Seeing that the master who had just looked like a girl on the bed was now visibly aging, she felt sad and cried bitterly again.
"Okay, I don't have much time to be a teacher. Everything in the sect has been arranged. My lineage and the guardian lineage have decided to follow you to the human world. There are still some of your followers, but they are all people with extraordinary qualifications and temperament.
Senior, as a master, I can only leave these disciples for you. As for resources, as a master, I can only leave my magic weapon with you, but I can’t do anything else. After I leave, your uncles will not let you take them with you.
I don’t have any resources at all, so I gave them all. After all, as fellow members of the Yingui Sect, they will not have it easy in the spiritual world."
At this time, the woman's appearance was already in her sixties, and her expression became even more bleak. She coughed a few times and then continued:
"That's all for the sect. I can only rely on you from now on, but your love should not lie with your senior brother. Six hundred years later, there will be a man who can see your past life, and he will be the fateful mandarin duck who has been entangled with you for nine lives.
, you will know when the time comes..."
In the increasingly fainter voice, the woman's body suddenly burned to the ground without fire. Yuyan could only cry and watch her master turn into ashes, leaving only the god and man who would die after three calamities.