148, Shangzong [Additional update for the leader of Yloo]
Wen Peng looked towards the tall building, where his father Wen Yue was sitting.
Wen Yue had asked him a long time ago whether he wanted to inherit the title of Marquis or become a flying immortal.
I have self-awareness at the age of ten. The Marquis is certainly attractive, but unfortunately the Immortal is even better.
Wen Yue didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong. The path to immortality was elusive, so who could say for sure.
On the high floor, Zhang Zhichen asked: "Fellow Daoist Wen, why do you need to hand over your son to the Wuling Sect? With the strength of fellow Taoist..."
Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing were both confused.
Wen Yue is in the Dzogchen state of Qi training. Although he is not as good as the foundation-building monk, there is still no problem in educating his children.
Wen Yue took the opportunity to express his original plan: "Young Daoist Zhang doesn't know something. I have decided to leave Xiaoling Prefecture to look for opportunities to build a foundation."
"We will set off once our family has settled down. It's not easy to take our wife and children with us."
"Fellow Taoist is leaving too."
The couple looked at each other and immediately understood that Wen Yue's strength had reached the level of Qi training and he should indeed go out.
If you stay in Xiaolingzhou, you can only rely on yourself to build the foundation.
As everyone knows, no matter how many monks practice Qi to the Great Perfection, they may not be able to build a foundation on their own.
Foundation building is a big bottleneck, unless you have Heavenly Spiritual Roots.
Before the golden elixir, Tianlinggen cultivators had unimpeded access. As long as they practiced step by step, they would have a good chance of forming the golden elixir.
A monk with complex spiritual roots and insufficient qualifications will have to deal with obstacles one step at a time.
For a Five Spiritual Root cultivator, even one foundation-building pill may not be enough.
If you continue to stay in Xiaolingzhou, you really won't have any chance to build a foundation.
After hearing Wen Yue's explanation, Zhang Zhichen and his wife stopped asking questions and instead held hands in congratulations.
Wen Yue not only explained it to Zhang Zhichen and his wife, but also explained it to Chen Dong and the other two people.
After hearing the news, Chen Dong also understood why Wen Yue wanted to send his son to the sect.
In any case, their sect is one of the largest forces in Xiaoling Prefecture.
As the Yuanling Sect shrank, the Wuling Sect ushered in a wave of development.
It's just that they are not familiar with Wen Yue and have been offended by their junior brother's recklessness, so they don't exchange much greetings.
Chen Dong hurriedly bowed: "Senior, don't worry, the sect will definitely take good care of Junior Brother Wen Peng so that you have no worries."
"Senior, please rest assured." Wang Cheng and Liu Chuang also bowed and saluted.
If you have spiritual roots, you are one of your own, not to mention Wen Peng's qualifications are pretty good, and his father who practices Qi Dzogchen as his backer, his future path will definitely be smoother than theirs.
Wen Yue nodded slightly. He originally wanted to let everyone know about this matter, so he mentioned it on such an occasion.
Selection is still in full swing.
It's just that no child better than Wen Peng Linggen was born.
"What exactly did spiritual roots evolve from?" Tushanjun in Banner thought about this question again.
He checked and found that Wen Yue had no spiritual roots and Song Ran also had no spiritual roots.
But their eldest son has good spiritual roots.
It has also been recorded in classics that the probability of descendants of practitioners being born with spiritual roots is much higher than that of ordinary mortals.
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Two months later.
"Mom, I have packed enough things."
There were large and small parcels, accompanied by a group of servants, and two bullock carts were waiting at the door.
"I am going to practice, not to enjoy happiness."
Ten-year-old Wen Peng looked helplessly at his mother, the conductor in the courtyard.
Song Ran had already entered Xiantian, but because of his poor qualifications and not making much progress, he stayed at the early stage of Qi training.
Wen Yue didn't dare to use too many Yin Soul Pills on his family. This thing was both a treasure and a disaster.
It turns out that second-rate masters mentioned that they are born not to attract attention, but if they advance quickly, they will be noticed sooner or later.
In the early stages of Qi training, it is enough to be able to see the surrounding scenery with your spiritual consciousness and at the same time have the ability to protect yourself.
"Mom is afraid that you won't be used to living here."
Wen Yue also hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Madam, you really don't need to bring so many things to Peng'er. The Du Sect has everything for food and clothing. If he takes too much, it will make him look different."
"That's fine, stop packing things and get more gold."
"After all, you are the great monk of the worship building. You are not allowed to leave any resources, spiritual stones, and elixirs for your son."
"I will leave all the things in Madam's hands. If Peng'er is in short supply in the future, I will take them from you."
Song Ran looked at Wen Yue and said, "Do you really want to leave?"
Seeing that his parents were about to speak, Wen Peng slipped away.
"Madam, this is the consensus we have reached a long time ago. I must leave Xiaolingzhou."
Song Ran also understood the power of it, and also knew that Wen Yue's time was running out.
She felt uncomfortable when she thought that Wen Yue was leaving.
Chujiu walked in and whispered: "Master, Eunuch Gao is here."
"Eunuch Gao?"
"Go and do your work first." Song Ran quietly wiped away his tears and then walked to the inner room.
"Go to the living room."
Chujiu hurriedly ran away to inform Eunuch Gao.
Wen Yue walked to the living room, cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Gao is here."
"Master Hou, you are really embarrassing me."
Gao Quan hurriedly stood up, even saying that he did not dare. Time has left many traces on this old eunuch's body. He is no longer as high-spirited as before, but he seems to be entering his twilight years.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for taking the time out of your busy schedule..."
"You are Welcome."
Wen Yue interrupted the pleasantries. At that time, they were considered grasshoppers on the same rope. Later, they stopped moving, and there was still some friendship.
Gao Quan also stopped making excuses and said quickly: "Your Majesty is dying. He wants to see you."
Wen Yue's face was like a flat lake, he stood up and said: "Leave now?"
"The sooner the better."
"Then let's go. I just want to see your Majesty again."
I just heard that Emperor Liang was ill two months ago. It's okay that he hasn't been cured today. His condition has worsened to such a low level that he is already in danger of his life.
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, tell my wife that I will come to the palace."
"Don't worry, sir."
After boarding the carriage from the palace, Wen Yue looked outside the curtains.
The sky was gloomy, not like an afternoon at all, but like an evening approaching nightfall.
The carriage ran very fast under Gao Quan's urging.
Not even the little yellow gate dared to block the entrance to the palace, so he walked straight into the palace gate and stopped in front of it.
Wen Yue stepped off the carriage and saw a long flat road in front of him.
This road should be the third time he has set foot on it.
Without thinking any more, Wen Yue walked forward.
Every step seems to become smaller, like looking down from the sky.
Daliang Domestic.
Flower Pond City.
"Sir, do you want to work as a waiter or stay in a hotel?" The waiter in the store quickly wiped the bench and then looked at the person in front of him.
His eyes suddenly widened.
This man has an extraordinary appearance and is extremely handsome.
Wearing black and red attire, he looks majestic and has a long sword on his back.
With just one glance, the waiter knew that the man in front of him was no showman.
"If you are tired from the journey, eat first."
“Let’s have some signature side dishes and a bottle of good wine.”
The young man carrying the sword sat on the bench and put the sword aside very naturally, which immediately attracted the attention of other martial arts people.
"Master, you have all the dishes, please use them slowly."
"Let me ask you something, which country am I in now?" The young man put a piece of broken silver on the table and looked at the waiter.
"Are you from out of town? This is Daliang Huachi County."
"Going forward is Dadu, and going north is Northern Wei."
"Go ahead."
The young man threw the money to the waiter and then took out a map with a rough record: "It turns out that we have entered the boundary of Xiaolingzhou."
"It's really hard to find a place where birds don't poop."
When the young man was about to put away the map, a man sat opposite him and said, "Brother, is this the map of Daliang in your hand?"
“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”
"If so, I'm willing to pay one hundred taels to buy it." The man opposite hurriedly spoke, asking for money.
Hearing this, the young man suddenly burst into laughter: "You can't understand my picture."
As he spoke, he had already put away the map in his hand.
"Young face, don't be ungrateful. The money we spent on your pictures is enough to give you face."
The young man sighed and waved his hand.
The few people who were looking for trouble just now sat back down and started eating their food without making any noise.
With this interruption, my mood for eating was much lessened.
When the waiter turned around, the young man sitting there had disappeared.
Suddenly, he became frightened and ran to the back hall, rolling and crawling, shouting: "The shopkeeper, there is a ghost."
"There are no ghosts in broad daylight."
In the blink of an eye, the young man had already walked out of the county town.
Then he took out the map and injected mana into it, and a scene suddenly emerged.
He found the right direction and disappeared.
The speed of escaping light is frightening, and is not something ordinary monks can possess at all.
…
"I heard that the ancestor is retreating to break through the golden elixir?"
"you do not say."
"But I heard from my senior brothers that they did not get an opportunity from Nanyue Mountain, but instead fought with others."
"I know that the leader of the Five Spirit Sect has become a living dead."
The disciple guarding the mountain talked in small words.
Of course they aspire to become disciples of a large sect, but Xiaoling Prefecture has not given birth to a real Jin Dan for so many years.
Moreover, the ancestor still fought with someone and was injured, making it even more difficult to break through.
The two of them sighed in unison.
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of them.
"Who are you?"
The disciple guarding the mountain was on guard against the young man, and the long red sword was about to be unsheathed behind his back.
"Go to someone and report it to your head master or elder."
"It's just that someone from Wanfa Sect is here."
"Wanfa Sect?"
One of the disciples guarding the mountain looked suspicious. He had never heard of this sect, but he still gave his companion a wink.
The companions hurriedly ran into the sect.
The young man calmly looked at the continuous mountain peaks in front of him.
This mountain peak is built on a low-grade spiritual vein and has sufficient spiritual energy.
There was also a large mountain-protecting formation covering several mountain peaks. Although the formation was full of loopholes in his eyes, it could be used just to ensure that no mortals would disturb it.
"Xiaolingzhou is really in decline." The young man couldn't help but sigh.
After a while, several figures turned into rainbows and appeared in front of the mountain gate.
The leader looked nervous. He only glanced at the young man and said, "Xiaolingzhou, Feng Qi, the head of the Yuanling Sect, has met the envoy of the Shangzong."
"I have seen the envoy of the Sect."
The young man took out the sect's token and injected it with mana, which immediately manifested light and gathered into three large characters.
‘Wanfa Sect.’
"I am Ding Xie, law enforcement disciple of Wanfa Sect." Ding Xie put the token away and looked at the senior officials of Yuanling Sect.