Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 299: Cang Yu Sect

The three-thousand-mile Lingyun Mountains separated the Wei and Jin countries. During the period, the mountains twisted and rolled, and the sea of ​​clouds flew up and down. The vast spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth gathered here, and it also attracted many practitioners to stay here.

Although the mountains are wide, they are not narrow-minded.

In order to compete for the spiritual veins of the blessed land, exotic beasts and strange fruits, many practitioners fight each other, and intrigues have not stopped for thousands of years.

Five hundred years ago, Daoist Cangyu was born out of nowhere, and together with three comrades, he established the Cangyu faction here to quell the chaos and disputes.

"Three hundred years ago, the real person fell, and the Cangyu Sect was jointly ruled by the four peaks of Cangyu Peak, Tianyun Peak, Chihuo Peak, and Miyue Peak."

In the room, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy raised his head slightly and talked eloquently. After his voice fell, he cupped his fists and bowed to everyone:

"I'm from the Zhu family in the capital of Wei State, named Lou Yun, at the age of seventeen, at the sixth level of qi refining, I have met all senior brothers and sisters."

"Zhu Louyun?" A girl's beautiful eyes lit up:

"I've heard of your name. Zhu's family is as rich as an enemy, and Mr. Lou Yun is even more talented."

"It's overrated." Zhu Louyun said with a smile:

"I don't know how to call the senior sister?"

"Xue Ru."

"The third lady of the Xue family on Qiyun Road?"

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhu also knows my name."

"Of course!" Zhu Louyun cupped his hands:

"Sister Xue's name, Lou Yun has heard about it for a long time, and seeing it today, it is really well-deserved!"

"whee……"

"Under Tang Zhidao, I come from Kangzhou of the Great Jin Dynasty. My father is now Sima of Kangzhou. He has just stepped on the road of cultivation. Please give me some pointers."

A group of people greet each other happily.

But if you look carefully, you can see that there are more than 20 people in the field, and they are also divided into several groups.

The most inconspicuous people are located in the corner, and Mo Qiu is among them.

Different from others in the field, those in the corner lack talent and background, so they are rejected by others.

Mo Qiuzi needless to say, among the twenty-six disciples recruited by the Cangyu Sect this time, he is the only one who is a mortal warrior.

Beside him was a little girl with dark complexion and a strong young man with piercing eyes.

The little girl's name is Chuyao, but she has no surname.

She grew up in a mortal Taoist temple since she was a child, and was discovered by the passing monks of the Cangyu Sect and brought her here.

Sun Youyue is that strong young man.

It is said that this person has good talent, but he discovered it too late, and now he is only at the second level of Qi refining.

Practitioners, as long as they have talent and skills, they can naturally reach the third level of Qi Refining.

If the talent is not enough, if the acquired is willing to endure hardships, there is no problem with the sixth level of Qi Refining.

And above the sixth floor, you need a certain amount of talent and hard work.

The eighth floor is a hurdle. Moqiu has met many practitioners, but few of them are above the eighth floor.

The tenth floor is another hurdle. If you can refine Qi above the tenth floor, it means that you are expected to build a foundation.

Mo Qiu is a mortal martial artist, Chu Yao has just practiced, and Sun Youyue is on the second level of refining Qi, so he can be regarded as sympathetic.

"The realm of practice is divided into Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir. Qi refining is easy to get, but foundation building is hard to find, and golden elixir is unique."

One person sighed softly:

"My Cangyu sect has not produced a single golden elixir in the past three hundred years since the ancestor of Cangyu fell."

"Its difficulty can be imagined!"

"Yes, yes." Someone said:

"I heard that besides our Cangyu Sect, there is another practice sect in the Lingyun Mountains?"

"That's right, it's called the Hall of Nine Evils. This sect's kung fu is sinister and cruel. It doesn't follow the righteous path. I heard that it has something to do with the Blood Evil Sect. My father said that if you meet a disciple of the Nine Evils, you must be careful."

"I don't know how we will arrange it when we join the Cangyu Sect, and whether the four peaks will be picked randomly. Then I want to join Cangyu Peak, maybe I can get the golden core inheritance, and it will be easier to build a foundation in the future."

"It doesn't matter if we say something like this, there will be arrangements made by the seniors of the sect, just follow the orders."

Do not seek to stand in a corner and listen attentively.

In Jin Island for two or three years, he lived in seclusion and didn't know much about the world of practitioners.

Listening to everyone's description this time, I already had a vague impression.

"Silence!"

At this time, a majestic voice sounded:

"Senior is here."

When the sound fell, there was silence in the field.

Not long after, several people stepped in from outside the door.

The old man who recruited Mo Qiu was among them, but today he bowed his head and bowed his head, surrounded the two of them together with others.

A man and a woman.

The man is dressed in a Danqing Taoist robe, with long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. His appearance is elegant and his temperament is refined.

The woman had a pretty face, but her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were as cold as ice for thousands of years, which made people dare not look directly at her.

"That's it?" The woman glanced at the crowd, her eyes fell on Mo Qiu, and her brows frowned:

"What's the matter with him?"

Among a group of immortal cultivators, a mortal with turbid aura is mixed in, which is particularly conspicuous.

Moreover, most of the other people in the field were seventeen or eighteen years old, and few were in their early twenties. Mo Qiu, a relatively middle-aged man, was even more eye-catching.

"Oh!" The man looked at the words and said:

"His name is Mo Qiu. He was introduced by a true disciple of Yanzong. He always wants to give him some face."

"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly:

"Yan Zong is strong, but he can't treat us as garbage collectors, and throw everyone here!"

The voice was full of resentment.

"Junior Sister, don't worry." The man said calmly:

"Although this person is a mortal, he can refine the elixir needed by cultivators, and the power of the soul is not weak. It may be that he will not be able to cultivate mana in the future. He is just an outer disciple."

Having said that, the woman still looked displeased, without further ado, she waved her long sleeves and turned to face the layman.

Mo Qiu's complexion remained unchanged, since he came here, he has been used to the strange gazes of others during this period of time.

"Hey!" The man seemed to be used to the other party's character, sighed lightly, and said to everyone:

"The journey is about to start, what else do you want to ask?"

"By the way, some of you probably don't know me yet. I am Pan Shizheng from Cang Yu Peak."

Pan Shizheng, Daoji cultivator, is also the person in charge of the Cangyu Sect's recruitment of disciples.

The woman just now was Li Chimei from Miyue Peak, nicknamed Fairy Lengmei, everyone only knew her name, including people who came here half a year ago, this was the first time they saw her.

"Senior." Mo Qiu stepped forward and asked the question that everyone wanted to ask but was afraid to ask because of the fear of senior Daoji:

"After I go to the Cangyu Sect, how can I inform the old people here?"

"This..." Master Pan stroked his chin and said with regret:

"Even if it is me, it will take several months to go back and forth. It is unlikely that you will come back by subpoena, and even if there is a way, the time will be too slow."

"Only when recruiting disciples once every four years, you can let the same disciples who come here send letters."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions darkened.

Mo Qiu nodded lightly, folded his fists and retreated.

He had anticipated this a long time ago, and had written letters to people in Changxiu County in advance, saying that there might be no news for several years or even ten years.

In fact.

Even if the news of Xiandao reached Changxiu County at the speed of ordinary people, it would take two or three years.

Come and go, let alone how long.

"Set off!"

With a shout, everyone walked out of the courtyard, together with dozens of Taoist soldiers, climbed to the top of the fairy island.

Li Chimei has already been waiting here.

Seeing everyone coming, she nodded indifferently, stretched out her plain hand, and a wooden building boat appeared in her palm.

The building boat is about half a foot long, exquisite in shape, and full of inspiration on the surface.

"call……"

Li Chimei opened her mouth, and blew lightly towards Lou Chuan.

The next moment, the exquisite building boat rose against the wind, but in the blink of an eye, it changed from half a foot in size to several feet in height and tens of feet in length.

"Is this... the ultimate magic weapon?"

The huge monster in front of him stunned people, and even Mo Qiu couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

The methods of the immortal family are really unimaginable.

If you can't experience one side in this life, wouldn't it be a waste of time!

"Get on board!"

Pan Shizheng waved his sleeves lightly, and the floating building boat immediately lowered the ladder, allowing everyone to step in one by one.

"The houses on the ship are limited, the outer disciples live on the first floor and the second floor, and the Taoist soldiers are crowded on the bottom floor." Li Chimei stepped on the auspicious cloud, floated off the ground, and said:

"Except for the ship's deck, other places are not allowed to step in, otherwise, you can throw down the upstairs ship to fend for yourself!"

"yes!"

Everyone agrees to do so.

"It will take two months to go to the Lingyun Mountains. During this period, you should meditate on the boat and try not to wander around if you have nothing to do." Master Pan said:

"Practitioners, go to Senior Brother Gao to receive the Cangyuan Heart Jue. This method must not be passed on to the outside world."

"Dao Bing, switch to Vientiane Art. This art can seamlessly connect with the mortal martial arts you have practiced, and it is infinitely useful in opening orifices."

"in addition!"

"The disciple receives three Aiqi pills, one low-grade spirit stone every month, and one Tongqiao pill for the Taoist soldier every month."

"Um……"

Looking past Mo Qiu, he hesitated for a moment and said:

"Moqiu's Aiqi Pill has been changed to Tongqiao Pill. You need to practice diligently, so don't let down this fairy fate."

"Here!"

Everyone should be.

…………

Cang Yufeng.

Tongtian Temple.

This hall is located on the top of the peak, surrounded by clouds, and there are fairy birds flying from time to time, which is not like the scene in the mortal world.

The main hall covers a vast area, with thirty-six giant pillars propping up the dome, which is as majestic as a town of mountains.

inside the hall.

The ethereal sound lingers melodiously and lasts for a long time, which makes people feel calm when they hear it, and all distracting thoughts disappear.

There was a person sitting upright in the middle of the hall, with a majestic face, scanning the several sitting people in the hall, and said slowly:

"Junior Brothers, Junior Brother Pan has already replied. There are a total of 26 disciples recruited from Xiandao this time."

As he said that, with a flick of his fingers, several beams of light flew everywhere, and turned into light curtains and floated in front of several people.

On the light curtain, the names, backgrounds, realms, and even the cultivation methods of the twenty-six recruits were impressively written.

"Is it wrong?" A female crown looked up in surprise:

"Why is there a mortal?"

"Junior Brother Pan said that this person has lost the relationship with Yanzong." Mao Gu, head teacher of Cangyu Sect, sighed and said:

"The matter has come to this, it's useless to say more, who will accept him from Sifeng?"

The hall was silent.

Cheng Xuanying, the peak owner of Tianyun Peak, said in a deep voice:

"Brother Master, there is no shortage of mortals in the Lingyun Mountains, and there are even many people with cultivation talents, but people with outstanding talents are not as good as the fairy island where hundreds of millions of people gather. When we accept this person, will there be fewer people on that peak?" A quota?"

"It won't." Mao Gu shook his head:

"This person has no talent for cultivation, so naturally he doesn't take up the quota."

"That's good!" The faces of the others relaxed, and the female crown's beautiful eyes turned, and said:

"Since that's the case, it's better to hand it over to Senior Brother Huoya. After all, this son is good at alchemy and has a destiny with Chihuofeng."

"Hmph!" Taoist Huo Ya snorted coldly when he heard the words:

"Junior Sister, last time I received one less person from Miyue Peak than you from Chihuo Peak, do I have to suffer this time?"

"Senior Brother Huoya, the senior teacher said that this person does not take up the quota, so you don't have to feel troublesome, just arrange it as you like." Nuguan said:

"Big deal, what do you choose next?"

"really?"

"I have no opinion."

"Can!"

"no problem."

"That's good." Seeing that several people agreed, Taoist Huo Ya immediately nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed forward:

"I want this one named Zhu Louyun."

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