Journey To Longevity

After reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, all true monarchs already have a relatively clear understanding of their own practice.

Even between master and apprentice, the master can only mention a few words to the apprentice, and it is not good to intervene too much. Otherwise, there will be no master to lead in the door, and it is said that the practice lies in the individual.

What's more, it's a fellow monk, so that's all Qiu Cong said.

"Then I'll take my leave first. Fellow Daoist Gongyang is still waiting for me to take over in the Valley of Resentment. I'm sorry if it takes too long." Zhang Shiping said, cupping his hands.

"Why be so anxious, that girl has been used to being crazy since she was a child, it's better to let her stay longer. She is spoiled by Qinghe, if the old man is the head, how can she be so unruly. "Qiu Cong said in a deep voice.

Gongyangqian doesn't like Zongmen chores, but prefers a carefree life. Since Zhang Shiping joined the Xuanyuan Sect after forming alchemy, in the past five hundred years, the number of times she has returned to the sect can be counted on the fingers, and the total time may not be enough for fifty or sixty years.

But since Qinghe and Jifeng left, no one can control her anymore.

Even Du Yu, if he didn't have the identity of the head, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to control him too much.

Because after all, when Du Yu first entered the sect from the secular world, when he was a child of seven or eight years old, Gong Yangqian also took him for a while, and he was considered a relatively close elder.

"This still requires you to come forward, I can't say anything." Zhang Shiping laughed.

After speaking, he rose against the wind.

But Qiu Cong said suddenly: "Shiheng, before Tong'er forms alchemy, please keep his affairs secret for now."

"Don't worry, I understand this point. But until the child is successful in cultivation, it is better not to let other old guys see it, or it will be bad if he has evil intentions. Even if I protect him with the incarnation of the soul, but I'm afraid it's useless, those old guys can't control that much." Zhang Shiping responded, and then the whole body was swept away, turning into a red rainbow, and galloped towards the exit of the secret realm.

On the way, he thought to himself: "With the body of a wood spirit, it's no wonder that Qiu Cong, who has such a high vision, can't help being moved? It's just a pity, if it's not the fire and wood twin spirit roots, but the wood attribute sky spirit root, the two They help each other, it should be the body of the wood spirit, and it will be like picking something out of a bag when the time comes to achieve a Nascent Soul."

As for the monks with the body of wood spirits, they only need to cultivate to the golden core state, and their pure wood attribute mana is no less than those five or six thousand years of precious medicine.

In addition, it also has other magical functions, the most famous of which is the main medicine for refining the Earth Yuan Longevity Pill. Of course, this can also be used as a good spiritual body for seizing the house.

But since Qiu never concealed the fact that he accepted the boy as a true disciple, it meant that he never thought about it again.

Otherwise, Zheng Hengyun and other Jindan juniors would not know about it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile a little more on his face. He was sincerely pleased that there was another junior who had great potential to advance to Nascent Soul.

But now Zhang Shiping has reached the mid-Yuanying stage and is only in his early 600s, and there are still more than 2,000 years of good time in the future, so naturally he will not make any plans on this.

What's more, after he joined the Xuanyuan Sect, with Qinghe's support, his path of practice can be so smooth.

And now it was his turn to do these things.

This is the case for the sect, if it wants to continue to prosper and prosper for a long time, it needs the elders to support and protect the younger generations, and pass it on from generation to generation.

Soon, a red startling rainbow flew over a green mountain.

When the light faded away, a young monk in Zen robes appeared and floated in front of a mountain wall made of black jade.

As soon as the three disciples on duty here saw the visitor, they immediately walked out of the pavilion, bowed and said, "Disciples pay homage to Zhenjun Shiheng."

"Well, you open the exit of the secret realm immediately, the old man has to go out." Zhang Shiping said unhurriedly.

"Yes." The three of them responded in unison, and at the same time they turned their hands over and took out a sapphire token the size of a palm.

They muttered a few verses lightly, and shot out streaks of blue light from the token, sinking into the jade mountain wall.

As the spiritual light gradually became stronger, a door that was about three feet high and about ten feet wide was exposed on the mountain wall, and there were layers of ripples.

Of course, as the ancestor of the Zongmen Yuanying, the token held by Zhang Shiping naturally has restrictions on entry and exit. But since there are Foundation Establishment disciples on duty here, they should be allowed to do something.

"True Monarch, the exit has been opened." The three disciples respectfully said.

Zhang Shiping nodded slightly, and strode away.

It's just that before he went in, with a thought, three bottles of pills appeared out of thin air and landed in front of the three disciples.

"You guys are rewarded."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared.

Seeing the medicine bottle fall, the three disciples immediately stretched out their hands to hold it, then uncorked the bottle, sniffed the fragrance of the medicine, their eyes lit up, and their faces were beaming with smiles.

"Brother Zhang, I really want to thank you this time. If you hadn't been there this time, Brother Yan and I might not have been so lucky." One of the middle-aged monks laughed.

This person is of secular origin.

"Thank you, Zhenjun Shiheng, and brother Zhang." A foundation-builder from the Yan family said repeatedly.

"Years ago, I heard that Zhenjun Shiheng's 600th birthday, brother Zhang should have benefited greatly by going to Bihu Island, and his cultivation base is much more advanced than before." The middle-aged monk showed envy in his eyes.

Since Zhang Shiping's 600th birthday, in the past year, he first went to Wanlin Valley, and then traveled to the cloud-floating realm of the Barbarian Territory, and then guarded in the Zhang Family Resentment Huosha Valley.

Time can be said to pass quickly, and it has been almost a year before you know it.

"I was fortunate enough to practice in the spiritual veins of Bihu Island for half a year, and my cultivation base has improved a little, which is nothing." Zhang Shangshan said humbly.

After all, in the eyes of his ancestors, he only established his foundation when he was nearly fifty years old, which is really nothing.

On the other side, Zhang Shiping appeared in a palace where Xuanyuanzong resided, and was escorted by many disciples here, and flew towards Zhang Guo in a blink of an eye.

It's just that he had just walked less than a thousand miles away, when he suddenly stopped, reached out and wiped his waist, and took out the Zongmen elder's token that represented his identity.

At this moment, the token is glowing with a misty blue light.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping immediately sent out a ray of consciousness to probe into it.

After a breath or two, he put away the token, and then flew in the direction of Cangguyang without saying a word.

Fleeing light and galloping, a startled rainbow flashed across the vast sea in the wind of the high sky.

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Several hours later, Zhang Shiping flew to Xiaofeng Island, swept away his consciousness, and then flew towards a quiet courtyard.

This is a courtyard of Qingyu in the island.

In the middle hall of the courtyard, Du Yu and Qing Yu were laughing and talking, and they seemed to be in a good mood.