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Beizhou, Guiyuan Gate.

In the square, hundreds of monks with different ages sat in groups of three or three. Looking around, almost everyone was injured. Whether it was brocade clothes and jade belts or coarse linen clothes, they were stained with blood and dust, and they looked quite

For a mess.

But at this moment, there was only excitement, excitement and uneasiness on their faces. In the past ten days, they had survived seven different formations, experienced cooperative betrayal and persistent abandonment, and finally got here.

They are about to become disciples of Guiyuan Sect.

A white light flashed in the air, and a petite female cultivator appeared on a flying sword. She looked around and ignored everyone's gaze: "You come with me."

She led the way forward with great courage, leading a team of tired, hungry and confused newcomers through the magnificent hall, majestic martial arts stage, and awe-inspiring sword wall, and finally came to a newly built yard.

"This is where you live." The female cultivator explained, "In the future, everyone will be the same schoolmates. I will wait for a good rest. Someone will give you food, water and elixirs, and a ceremony to apprenticeship will be held in a few days."

The newcomers suddenly realized and saluted: "Thank you, senior."

The female cultivator waved her sleeves, flew up with a sword, and disappeared from their sight in an instant.

The newcomer was full of respect.

A quarter of an hour later, the female cultivator arrived at Qianmen and found the senior Jindan who was in charge of this enrollment: "Uncle Zhao, the new disciple has been settled."

"Okay, a ceremony of apprenticeship will be held in three days. However, this ceremony does not require invitations to invite the masters of the sect, and just bow to the Taoist Lord." This uncle Zhao is Feiying, who is responsible for the recruitment of this year. "After choosing the exercises, then

Arrange three months of unified practice.”

The female cultivator was a little surprised.

The process of apprenticeship at Guiyuan Sect has always been selection, selection of methods, and apprenticeship ceremony. After selecting the mental method, you can basically determine which sect to go to. There is still three months of unified practice in this way, which has never happened.

Feiying explained: "This year, there are more Shenjing's martial arts, so this is what happened."

The female cultivator suddenly realized: "I will take the order."

She left with pleasure, but Feiying's face collapsed.

What is related to Shenjing? It's just an excuse. In fact, I'm taking this opportunity to adjust the apprenticeship process of the sect. The past methods were both good and bad. The good thing was that the sects were very united, and the bad thing was that everyone belonged to different places as soon as they entered the door.

Not having contact with other doors has created a gap.

Therefore, he planned to let the new disciples get to know each other, make friends, and try his best to eliminate the conflicts of the next generation before they go to each other.

This is not enough.

Cancel the small classes within the sect and hold large classes in a unified manner. The monks of each sect listen according to their cultivation rather than sects; draw lots of teams in points competitions to eliminate teams of fellow students; draw people to Liangzhou every year to experience them, pay tribute to the dead fellow students, and simulate them by the way.

Practical combat...

He thought about it one by one, but his heart became heavier.

The master handed over many sect affairs to him, and the meaning of cultivation was beyond words. Feiying was not interested in being the head of the sect, but he was eager to change the sect, eliminate the ills of thousands of years, and not go through the old paths.

With such an idea, he did not resist this arrangement.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that there would be such a day." Feiying rubbed her face and felt deeply that life was magical.

Looking back at the time, he followed Mu Tianguang and Qiao Ping around, how happy and carefree he was. But now, the former is missing and no one knows what happened. The latter is a woman who follows her husband. In Nanzhou, she only envys the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.

He was left with a little pitiful person, staying in the sect in a bitter way, racking his brains to change something.

Too difficult.

Feiying lowered her neck and knocked her forehead against the desk, wanting to die.

It takes three feet of ice to be cold for a day. There are many problems with Guiyuan Sect and are deeply rooted. He has only aspirations but does not have the corresponding ability.

Come and save him.

Hey, wait.

Feiying sat upright, and a name mentioned several times flashed through his mind. He thought for a moment, did it as soon as he said that, folded out a messaging talisman, raised his hand and threw it out the window-"Nephew Wen, come on, Let's go and find something for you."

The warm wind comes very quickly.

Feiying had no airs, so she let him come into the house and poured spiritual tea and snacks: "Eat and chat."

Wen Xunfeng smiled, picked up the tea and drank it. It was slightly bitter, but the heat flowed down and the dantian felt warm. Even his body was so suffocated that it was so irritating that it felt a little looser.

Feiying ate a piece of sweet cake and organized the sentence: "I came to me for my junior. I have a question to ask you."

"Mr. Please tell me."

Feiying introduced her new measures and asked him: "What do you think?"

Wen Xunfeng smiled and said immediately: "It is naturally good to enhance friendship between classmates, but..."

"Just what? You said it."

Wen Xunfeng learned about Feiying from Yue Bufan and others, and knew his character, so he was not vain and said implicitly and pertinently: "This change is just a drop in the bucket. As time goes by, it will be useless."

Feiying was a little disappointed, but prepared, and asked, "Do you have a better idea?"

Wen Xunfeng shook his head: "Uncle Master has worked hard, but Guiyuan Gate is like a slowly sinking house. The tiles and carvings of the house can be changed, but the symptoms are not the root cause. The pillar foundation can remove the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron, but it can affect the whole body. If you are not careful, you will collapse early.”

"You are right, but Chongxiao Sect is like us, why did they succeed?" Feiying asked.

Wen Xunfeng paused and said, "Uncle Master, I'm sorry for being rude to me."

Feiying hurriedly said, "It's okay, just say it, I will never tell anyone."

Wen Xunfeng nodded and thought, "The Chongxiao Sect used to be very similar to us, and the foundation of the supporting sect was in the hands of different people. If they choose to change it rashly, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction. Therefore, they chose to build a new pillar first. Use this as a bargaining chip exchange. So much is accumulated, the old one is replaced with new ones, and this time it will no longer occupy one pillar, but a large pillar that is aggregated together."

Fei Ying listened silently and nodded secretly.

"If Guiyuan Sect wants to change, it will definitely touch the interests of one party." Wen Xunfeng said seriously, "Have you ever thought about where to start?"

He thought about it, but there was no answer.

"Although the persimmons are soft, if you pick the weak among the eight zodiacs, your lips are gone and your teeth are cold, they will inevitably resist. If you pick the strong, please forgive me for taking the liberty, there is almost no possibility of success. And if the uncle is full of public heart, it is a pity that the younger generation is willing to do so. , willing to start with a disciple, but the result will be worse. The lonely person will only be sacrificed as an abandoned son."

Wen Xunfeng is a word called "Gi" and is at the center of the pain point.

Feiying was unwilling to give up: "Is there really no way?"

Wen Xunfeng did not answer positively and sighed: "The reason why Chongxiao Sect can succeed is not only the reason I mentioned just now, but also the most important point - the Three Yuanying of Cuishi Peak, which is powerful and can compete with Tianyuan Peak. Oppose. And this method is not applicable to Guiyuanmen.”

Feiying choked.

Indeed, it’s fine if the Ganmen is not stronger than other doors, there is a Changyang Daojun left.

"I believe that the eight gates are not enemies, not one is rising and falling, but one is thriving and one is losing." Wen Xunfeng's eyes are clear, "So, we don't have to learn Chongxiao Sect, nor can we learn Chongxiao Sect." ”

Feiying fell into deep thought.

He reflected on himself, was he verbally saying that he wanted to eliminate the conflicts between various schools, but in fact he was still affected unconsciously. He thought he was changing the disadvantages, but in fact he still failed to escape the vicious circle of struggle?

Wen Xunfeng said: "Uncle Master, sometimes, inaction is not incompetent. If there is no suitable method, maintaining the original state will be more conducive to stability. At least so far, no one has the intention to break the rules of the ancestors."

Fei Ying was shocked: "You are right, I want to think about it again and think about it carefully."

Lieyang Cave.

The hummingbird flew across the mountains and threw a letter. The letter fell vertically, passing through the gaps of the stones, and fell straight into the interior of the mountain.

However, just as it was about to fall to the ground, the breeze blew, lifting it up, floating slowly through the winding corridor, accurately pouring into a brazier.

The pages burned and the ash floated, highlighting content that was neither short nor long.

The Lord of Changyang looked at the ten lines at once and couldn't help but sneer.

As he expected, the kids had more and more small moves recently, and they still thought they were doing it well and could keep him completely in the dark.

Little do they know that in this world, the stronger the people, the more people surrender. Some people in the sects are willing to be their eyeliner, and no movement can escape his eyes.

But... he still regretted the fact that he was unable to kill Yin Miaomiao by the moment.

A small Nascent Soul grew to this level in just a few years. The secret revealed by the Nine-Level Tower was far beyond his expectations.

If he dreamed, he decided to go to the Nine-Level Tower and the opportunity and troubles could be solved together. Unfortunately, he thought it was more important to go to retreat and hit the realm, so he gave up after considering it.

However, even if you get the opportunity, the threshold for Nascent Soul and Transformation of God cannot be crossed in hundreds of years.

What made him afraid of was the brightness of Chongxiao Sect.

She hasn't shown up for nearly a thousand years, and it's really abnormal. I think even if she is not dead, she will not be in much better condition. But the more she is, the more she cannot be careless. People who are about to die cannot be dissuaded. If they are burned, they will be injured even if they don't die. It is better to avoid it if you have to.

However, the grudge between him and Yin Miaomiao involved life and death and blood feud. It was impossible to find an intermediary to mediate and explain it. Each of them took a step back and pretended that it had not happened.

The key to killing is the timing.

In addition to the dazzling array, Mu Tianguang is also a big hidden danger.

He has recently disappeared, but the Ganmen did not search for it with great fanfare, as if he knew his whereabouts. Coincidentally, the former Dao Zun of Shouyi also disappeared like this, and he had to doubt what the relationship between the two was.

Guiyuan Sect has three treasures of the town sect.

Qianliu Pot, Dingtian Ruler, and Yishui Sword. He has already obtained Dingtian Ruler. If he gets the Yishui Sword again, the Ganmen will gather all three and will also have a considerable suppression on the transformation of the gods.

Don't tell him that sects are not allowed to fight in the same room.

It doesn’t work openly, can’t you still be in a dark place?

Daojun Changyang pondered for half a day and had a way of thinking.

He immediately sent a message and flew to the forbidden place where Zhaotian Zhenjun was imprisoned. This junior from the Left Sect is brave and resourceful, and it is enough to be the head of the Sect. Who would have thought that he would find an excuse for his poor supervision and locked up after being locked up by the Sect? .

Haha, what kind of reflection is just giving way to Zhao Yuanshan?

Since this is the case, let him restore his freedom as soon as possible and warn him.

River of time.

Mu Tianguang wades over the water and walks to the cave on the banks of the Yishui River. He looks around, the wind blows across his face, bringing the coldness of the north winter.

The cave is as hidden and deserted as in memory. It can be seen that the time is now after the establishment of Guiyuan Gate.

But he still didn't know whether the "present" was the past or the future, so he decided to go in and take a look first and then judge the general coordinates.

Using Yishui sword technique to open the cave, Mu Tianguang walked in quietly.

After a moment, he stopped.

There is someone inside.

"The visitor is a guest, please come in." said the person in the stone chamber.

Mu Tianguang frowned slightly and walked slowly in.

The man turned around, wore a cloud-headed Xiaoyao Scarf, a jade belt robe, and a sword and a gourd on his waist. He gave birth to star-eyed and sword-eyed eyebrows, and his eyes were magnificent, and he was unforgettable to see it.

"How do you know my cave?" Perhaps seeing Mu Tianguangrong was outstanding, the other party was not angry and asked kindly.

Mu Tianguang stopped, suddenly half-kneeled down, and looked down: "Disciple pays homage to Taoist Master."