Hearing that the master of the temple had returned to the mountain, You Mengchang took a group of subordinates he had collected from Biyifeng in the wild to the Fairy Spirit Temple. There were people of the third, fourth and fifth levels, and they all entered the outer gate of the Fairy Temple.
When we go to the Duxian Islands, we can enjoy the shade under the big trees without being oppressed by other forces.
Zhang Wenfeng entertained the old man You with spiritual tea in the Xiangsui Hall, and revealed the old man's little thoughts: "Protector You, you must have buried a fourth-level body in it, and used this method to settle the karmic grudges between you.
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Otherwise, based on his understanding of the old man, would the old man care about other people's lives?
You Mengchang put down the teacup, chuckled, and after acquiescing, complained again: "It feels weird to call me 'Protector You', why not call me the same way as before, it sounds more pleasant to my ears."
"No problem, you will get used to it after listening to it for a long time, Protector You."
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Another half month later, Yang Shuilan and Lezi arrived with a group of Liuzhihe monks. All of them were naturalized in the Immortal Spirit Temple. Except for two fifth-level monks Su Rong and Ge Xin, they were about to go to the Immortal Road to accept the Thunder Tribulation test. The others were in advance to join the Immortal Spirit Temple.
After getting acquainted with the monks, we went to the Duxian Islands to face the desolate scene of falling from monks to mortals and dying of old age step by step.
With a large number of people, we will not be bullied by outsiders.
After Xiao Ni'er heard about it, he and Gui Fudo ran around with three fifth-level water monsters. The low-level water monsters in Waves of Waves Lake will go to another cage with other monsters to house monster cultivators.
Sea areas and islands.
Lu Zijin received the message and returned from the Nanyuan Continent after traveling tens of thousands of miles. He finally advanced to the mid-sixth level.
Not long after, Tu Kun also returned to the mountain gate and brought back many sixth-grade amulets he had refined.
Up and down the gate of Xianlingguan Mountain, compared with the usual quietness, it suddenly became full of people and lively.
Zhang Guanzhu and the mountain chief discussed and distributed the prepared amulets one by one to the fifth-level monks. According to merit, some people could get three different amulets refined by sixth-level masters. There were more than ten people on duty in the Duxian Islands.
, sent the earth protector to make a separate trip, and gave them early sacrifices to familiarize them with the use of talismans.
On a snowy winter night, it got dark early. After finishing their homework, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe came out of the old Taoist temple and went down the mountain to return home.
Halfway along the way, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly stopped, raised his hands toward the empty space in the woods on the edge, and said with a smile: "I've met Brother Bai. I haven't seen him for a long time. Please say hello to Brother Bai."
A white figure appeared out of the lake, and it was Bai Wuchang. The signature white pointed hat on his head was gone, and he was wearing a mist turban.
Yun Qiuhe quickly raised his hands and saluted.
Bai Wuchang returned the gift and said with a smile: "After two hundred years of separation, Xian Kangli is about to ascend to the upper world. I am very happy and congratulated."
After a few polite greetings, Yun Qiuhe found an excuse to avoid it and made room for the two of them to talk alone. She already knew that Bai Wuchang could not just walk into other people's homes, so she did not invite Bai Wuchang to be a guest.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at Bai Wuchang, who seemed to be different, and asked, "Brother Bai, have you been promoted?"
Bai Wuchang was in a very good mood, "Thanks to you, brother, I got some opportunities and finally got rid of the bottleneck. 'Once the situation is broken and the wind rises, the mirror will hang high from now on.' Not long after the appointment, I happened to take the opportunity to come to see my brother.
Please, otherwise, brother, you will ascend to the upper world and it will not be easy to meet you in the future."
"Congratulations to Brother Bai for advancing to the seventh level and establishing a government office in the Nether Realm!"
Zhang Wenfeng knew something about the underworld and understood Bai Wuchang's obscure meaning. He chuckled and held his hands in congratulations.
Bai Wuchang said a few words of humility, looked around, and said with a smile: "My great talent, I have developed the Immortal Spirit Temple into the leading force in the lower world. In just five hundred years, I have gathered nine sixth-level people in one sect. It's amazing."
He was really surprised. This scale was already comparable to the entire number of sixth-level masters in Tianqian Continent.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "Luck, just luck."
And Zhao Zhu'er didn't come back.
Bai Wuchang chatted for a while and then sent a message: "Brother, before you go to the upper world, if there are any important disciples you need to entrust to leave talents for the sect five hundred years from now, it is within my scope of authority. I dare not say, but one or two can still take care of her."
Zhang Wenfeng understood immediately, smiled and held up his hands to send the message: "Brother Bai, wait a moment, there is really a disciple with good qualifications. It's a pity that he has been buried. I will ask him to come over."
Bai Wuchang made a gesture of invitation. He came here to reciprocate the favor and draw the relationship between the two closer.
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message, and soon Dai Xing, who had been recommended by the mountain chief as one of the candidates for the guardian, had already reached the golden elixir realm and reached perfection. He hurried over to salute the temple master. Dai Xing could not see Bai Wuchang, who was invisible at the side.
After a few simple inquiries and some gentle words of encouragement, Zhang Wenfeng sent Dai Xing back, who was confused.
Find a time nearby and he will ask Dai Xing to do some secret things.
Bai Wuchang has left a mark in Dai Xing's body, so that when the spiritual energy rises five hundred years later, he can use means to awaken Dai Xing's reincarnation.
When Dai Xing develops a foundation, recovers the Immortal Spirit Temple that is waiting to be revitalized, and continues to promote the Immortal Spirit Temple with its guardian Zhang Tiande, that will be a story later.
After chatting with Zhang Guanzhu for a while, Bai Wuchang said goodbye and returned to the underworld. He could not stay in the human world for too long.
On the morning of the next day, Zhang Wenfeng and the mountain chief discussed matters in the west hall of the old Taoist temple behind closed doors. Half an hour later, he called Dai Xing again. Hidden excitement.
A Jedi was reborn, his path took a turn for the worse, and he would be able to renew his immortality five hundred years later. How could he calm down for just a moment?
The owner of the temple carefully opened the barrier of the small world to isolate the outside world. The important matters and tokens entrusted to him were concealed even by Zhang Tiande, the designated guardian. The secret must not be leaked in advance to avoid unexpected events.
The ups and downs of life are indeed unexpected and exciting.
For more than two years, Zhang Wenfeng, the mountain chief, the earth protector and others have been making various arrangements to stabilize the emotions of the many monks in the sect who are about to move to the Duxian Islands.
Half a year before his ascension, Lu Xin'er, Hua Fenglan and Lu Chan'er from Baihu Ridge came to visit Guanzhu Zhang.
Limited by resources and the aura of plants and trees, only nine spirits of the flower and plant clan advanced to the fifth level, and no sixth-level masters were born. There was not enough time to follow up.
"All our fourth-level flower and plant spirits have entrusted the care of the Three-tailed Demon Fox and Demon Donkey Department. The rest of the four-level and lower spirits have been silenced into flower and plant seeds using secret methods and buried everywhere in Baihu Mountain. When the spiritual energy rises in the future, some of them will be buried. If it can sprout and grow again, we would like to ask the temple master to ask the fairy temple to take more care of Baihu Mountain and prevent mortals from destroying the mountain."
The three fairies saluted in unison.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to help the three of them up, and agreed with a smile. He turned back to say hello to the defenders, and designated the Baihu Ridge area as a forbidden area that no mortal could enter. It was not a difficult task.
Over the past five hundred years, the guardian would occasionally go out on inspection tours. He had a special status in the Da'an Dynasty and was able to keep his word.
Another five months have passed.
On this day, a vague voice sounded over the entire Eastern Continent: "Each sect will escort the monks below the fifth level to the Duxian Islands, and each casual cultivator below the fifth level will go to the Duxian Islands on their own. There must be no mistakes, and all expired documents must not be sent to the Duxian Islands."
A monk of this rank will have his soul wiped out and there will be no reincarnation in the next life."
As early as a few months ago, Xianling Temple recalled all monks who were away and used formations to seal the entire sect just for this day.
The bell rang, and monks flew out from each mountain top and gathered in front of the main hall of Xianling Temple. Under the leadership of the temple master, they lined up into the hall in an orderly manner, burned incense, knelt down to worship the Taoist ancestors, and sang "Tai Shang Tong Xuan Quartet" in unison.
"Prayers and Blessings" of the Miao Sutra.
After finishing the homework, the temple master, the mountain chief, Yue Anyan, Tu Dharma protector and others looked solemn, held their hands and sent everyone on their way, and said to each disciple who was about to go to the Duxian Islands: "Blessings and Immortal Lord!"
"In the next life, I will still be a disciple of the Taoist sect!"
"Take care, Master, my disciples salute you!"
Rows of disciples in Taoist robes walked past the temple master, the mountain chief and others, bowing with their hands in hand. Some had red eyes, some couldn't help crying, and some smiled as usual.
There are fragrant mist and birds, and the sound of bells is sad.