The whole sect is reborn

"What's the comparison? Anyway, those powerful people are not ourselves. People with outstanding talents and bright futures can't be compared. Why are we just making do here! Are we too full to eat when we have nothing to do?"

"That's true. But do you really want to tell this cruel truth? It's easy for you to shake my Taoist heart. See if you are prepared to compensate me?"

"Pay shit!"

As they talked, the two sides started to have conflicts. If they didn't continue to absorb the golden light, they would probably fight now!

In short, no matter how you put it, this is still someone else's own business. Outsiders like them can only discuss it a little bit, so how can they make the decision for someone else?

Perhaps because of this vision, many monks at this Buddha's birthday party began to advance. Most of them accumulated enough, and then were illuminated by the golden light for three days. After their minds became clear, they progressed naturally.

level.

This is the case for the people of Wuji Sect. They already have the memory of cultivation in their previous life, and now they are just picking it up again. Naturally, it is much easier to cultivate than other monks. In addition, they have amazing talents, so starting over

Naturally, it became easier to practice after using one's own talents. However, there were too many people here, and everyone in the Wuji Sect endured it again and again, but still did not dare to break through here.

On the contrary, Jun Qinglun, the senior brother of Lingyun Sect, was the first among these young monks to make a breakthrough.

Behind him, another sun suddenly appeared in broad daylight. The sun was bright and dazzling, splashing brilliant light, as if it wanted to reflect all the darkness in the world and then eliminate it.

It can be seen from this that Jun Qinglun's Tao is a Tao that represents light and justice. And this man is as fair and kind as the Tao he cultivates.

He is the first disciple of the Lingyun Sect, the largest sect in the world of Jinyuan. Jun Qinglun’s existence is what the new generation of disciples look up to and their belief in!

How could such an outstanding young man be the disciple of Lingyun Sect?

At this time, Ling Junqian and others looked at Jun Qinglun, who was the halo of heaven and earth, and felt sincerely. How could Lingyun Sect, a place hidden in filth and darkness, have such an outstanding young man as Jun Qinglun?

This is really puzzling.

The vision behind Jun Qinglun lasted for two days, and then it disappeared into his body as if it had never appeared before. The Lingyun Sect elders around him who were responsible for looking after him breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happens to Jun Qinglun, then Lingyun Sect will be in a real situation of serious chaos.

Otherwise, the main reason is that Jun Qinglun is so outstanding. Even the old monsters of the Lingyun Sect who have already been practicing in seclusion have spent more time seeing Jun Qinglun than their descendants. But what can be done?

Everyone likes Jun Qinglun. After all, who can not like a young monk who is talented and hard-working, gentle and gentle at the same time?

Jun Qinglun's success in overcoming the tribulation was like a clarion call to charge. A moment later, other monks succeeded in breaking through one after another. However, monks with extremely high talents can often have strange phenomena while practicing, which shows that this monk has a bright future.

Infinite.

And under the relentless illumination of these golden lights, more and more monks are able to experience visions. However, compared to the indescribably huge group of monks at the scene, they are nothing but a drop in the bucket.

Another three days passed, and the voices of those Buddhist cultivators who had not changed their posture except for reciting Buddhist sutras from beginning to end finally became smaller and smaller. Zhu Fu didn't know that these Buddhist cultivators had gained something during this hard practice.

There are no benefits, but it can be easily seen that the mental state of these Buddhist practitioners is very good, not at all like people who have read Buddhist scriptures for many days without stopping.

When the Buddhist cultivators in the middle of the golden lotus, mainly the monks such as those who died, slowly stopped chanting, the other Buddhist cultivators did not stop. Instead, they continued to recite scriptures with all their strength, waiting for the moment when their own flowers bloom.

After these high-level Buddhist cultivators stopped, the immortal monks who had been sitting down for a long time with headaches and dizziness finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the following time, these immortal monks did not waste time. They set up stalls in groups. There were few opportunities for monks to gather together. This time, they finally gathered together. Everyone quickly put aside their unnecessary needs.

Take things out and exchange them with everyone?

After passing this village, there is no such shop.

So Zhu Fu watched helplessly as he saw that this sacred place, which before was still a piece of sacred land with a fragrance of flowers that would make people forget to leave, had changed drastically in just one stick of incense, almost becoming a bustling street.

Ling Junqian and others were not polite. After confirming that the situation in Zhu Fu's body had stabilized and there would be no more conflicts, they took the disciples to stroll along the street composed of monks.

Because there is only one street, and there are too many monks here, and there are also many people setting up stalls, so everyone can basically only walk once. Then it will be difficult to look back and see what is being sold.

The Wuji Sect members were strolling leisurely on the streets. In fact, they didn’t lack anything. The Wuji Sect’s treasures of countless generations had been left to them. What else did they need urgently?

But seeing so many people here actively shopping, it was hard for them to just walk by without buying anything. So everyone started to look at the stalls selling goods on the roadside.

Buying some innocuous things was not expensive. But Sixth Senior Sister was particularly excited. Although the Wuji Sect left a lot of medicinal materials, it was enough for her to make elixirs.

But in the past 100,000 years, not only the world of Jinyuan has been changing, but even the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials have been undergoing long-term changes. In short, even alchemists must keep up with the times, otherwise, they will always

One day it will be eliminated.

So Yun Guiyue took Zhu Fuzhuan to look at the medicinal materials stalls. The other brothers and sisters each had their own hobbies, and in general they were divided into three waves to ensure that even if an accident happened, they could persist for a while and wait until others

Brothers and sisters come to the rescue.

Zhu Fu followed Sixth Senior Sister and walked around the herbal medicine stalls. If he saw something he was interested in, he bargained for it and took it back. He had a great time.

When Sixth Senior Sister and Zhu Fu passed by a somewhat simple stall, Yun Guiyue inadvertently saw some white mushrooms neatly arranged on the black cloth spread by the monk, and immediately couldn't move.

.

This is the ‘Four Elephant Mushroom’ that grows when the rain has passed and the sky is clear, when the yin and yang are harmonious! Its medicinal properties are harmonious and stable, and it can also have a place in front of all related spiritual plants.

Although Yun Guiyue also has it, it is definitely not as fresh as the one picked by this monk with a bruise on the corner of his mouth.