Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

"Tell me, what's going on with you? Why are you hiding in the servants' yard?"

Lu Yang walked around in front of the three souls with his hands behind his back. Although Lu Yang was only in the middle stage of the Spiritualization and his seniority was not high, the three souls were still trembling in front of Lu Yang and did not dare to hide anything.

"Tell the truth."

The immortal fairy standing behind Lu Yang said fiercely.

"Yes, yes, yes." The three souls said hurriedly, not daring to say a word of "no".

"I'm here to learn the Arhat Fist." Mo Xiaochou was the first to explain.

"Tell the truth."

"I came to steal the Arhat Fist."

"The Xitian Temple does not strictly manage the errand monks. This is the easiest way to sneak into the Xitian Temple. I thought that if I possessed a errand monk and helped him to gradually rise, I would have the opportunity to get in touch with the Arhat Fist."

"My name is Duan Qingshui." The middle-aged man in the early stage of fusion said. His purpose of sneaking into the Xitian Temple was the same as Mo Xiaochou's, both of them came to steal, but he stole the "Tripitaka", one of the three major scriptures of the Xitian Temple.

"Where is your physical body?"

"Hidden outside."

"Why do you want to separate?" Lu Yang wondered. The separation of the soul and the body, the reduction of combat power by half, is a very dangerous thing.

"We don't have a magic weapon that can carry the physical body without being discovered." Duan Qingshui smiled helplessly. Don't they want to do this? They can't. This kind of magic weapon is so rare that they have nowhere to buy it.

Venerable Qingyan had a fierce battle with Master Mingyu, and only his soul was left. After using the escape technique "Qingyan turns into Qingxiao", his soul was still seriously injured, so he had no choice but to possess Xinping in the North Miscellaneous Courtyard.

In order to allow Xinping to be promoted to a higher courtyard, Venerable Qingyan recovered his strength and looked for an opportunity to make a big fuss in Xitian Temple and avenge Master Mingyu. He used means to cultivate Xinping into a formless physique. He used a secret method to ensure that no one could find out.

"Help Xitian Temple solve a big problem." Lu Yang could imagine that if Venerable Qingyan really hid, it might really cause some big trouble for Xitian Temple.

However, he was brave and did not ask for anything in return, so there was no need to mention such a small matter to Xitian Temple.

"Leave these three people in the small world first, and lock them up in the Prison Peak when you return to the sect."

These three people have seen the Immortal Fairy, either they cannot be left alive or they are locked up in the Prison Peak.

Lu Yang didn't expect that he had only been in Xitian Temple for more than half a month, and he helped Prison Peak capture three more people. The only problem was that Mo Xiaochou and Duan Qingshui's cultivation was too low, especially Mo Xiaochou, who would be at the bottom of the list if he went to Prison Peak.

"Forget it, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat." Lu Yang believed that good deeds should be done regardless of size.

After dealing with these three people, Lu Yang finally had time to continue to see how Xin Ding fought.

"What, Xin Ding, who is at the sixth level of Qi training, actually defeated Xin An, who is at the seventh level of Qi training!"

"This is a cross-level challenge!"

The battle in the Qingfeng Sword Small World ended, and the selection battle of the Martial Monk Academy also came to an end. Xin Ding, who was not optimistic about anyone, defeated Xin An, who was most likely to win.

The sixth level of Qi training defeated the seventh level of Qi training. This is not as simple as leaping one level, but it means that the middle stage of Qi training defeated the late stage of Qi training. When the errand monks saw this scene, how could they not cheer and boil?

Especially the monks of the East Miscellaneous Courtyard, they were the most excited. They had not won the championship for many years, and now they could finally hold their heads high in front of the other three miscellaneous courts.

Lu Yang rubbed his temple painfully. The difference between the battle inside and outside the small world was a bit big, and he was a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"Brother Zhiyuan, you have taught a good apprentice." The monk of the Martial Monk Courtyard looked at Zhiyuan meaningfully. If you say that Zhiyuan did not teach Xinding, he would definitely not believe it.

It seems that Zhiyuan has been decadent for these years, which is just a superficial phenomenon. He has been secretly cultivating successors, and Xinding is the best example.

The qualifications shown by Xinding today may make it possible to enter the three lists of heaven, earth and man and become a master on the list.

Zhiyuan was too lazy to respond. Anyway, even if he said that he did not teach Xinding, the other party would not believe it.

"But if he enters the Martial Monk Academy, he might be targeted. After all, you, Senior Brother, had grudges with many people in the Martial Monk Academy." The monk of the Martial Monk Academy reminded him that he had a good relationship with Zhiyuan, but it was hard to say about others.

Zhiyuan glared: "How dare they! Do you really think I'm dead!"

"Anyway, I will try my best to take care of him, and I can't guarantee the rest." The monk of the Martial Monk Academy said.

Zhiyuan calmed down, put his hands together and thanked: "Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother."

...

"I declare that Xinding is the champion of this selection." The monk of the Martial Monk Academy announced loudly, and the East Miscellaneous Courtyard cheered.

"Xinding, the champion can choose any one of the hundred-year-old herbs from the medicine store. Have you thought about what you want to choose?"

"This uncle..."

"You can call me Uncle Zhikong."

"Uncle Zhikong, I've thought about it."

"Then follow me."

Zhikong said, leading Xinding to the medicine store.

Zhikong rang the door knocker of the medicine store: "Uncle Wunian, the selection of the errand school is over. I'm bringing people to select herbs."

"Come in, remember not to step on the medicinal seedlings at the door."

The door of the medicine store opened automatically, and a field of medicinal herbs appeared in front of him. The old man was watering everywhere with a kettle.

The old man flew to Xinding with his hands behind his back. Facing the old man, Xinding felt naked from head to toe, with no secrets at all.

He is definitely a great master!

"He's just in the early stage of the Spiritualization." Xin Ding heard the lazy voice of Tofu Tianzun. Anyone picked out from the Qingfeng Sword World is better than this old man.

After learning about the old man's cultivation, Xin Ding still felt that the old man was very powerful. The early stage of the Spiritualization was already a great figure that he could not reach.

I'm afraid he will never be able to reach the Spiritualization stage in his lifetime.

"What herbs do you want?" the old man asked.

"Hundred-year-old Lingshu grass."

"Sure enough, you want Lingshu grass." The old man saw the Buddhist beads Xin Ding was wearing and roughly guessed that he would want Lingshu grass.

Lingshu grass is rare, and not many people know about it.

The old man sighed: "Zhiyuan really hasn't forgiven me as his master, and wants to get Lingshu grass through you."

"Zhiyuan is the most talented and virtuous disciple among my disciples. Who would have thought that he, who is devoted to Buddhism, would meet the Red Lotus Demon Girl during a mission, and after several entanglements, he was tempted by the worldly desires and violated the rules and regulations. If I didn't separate them, who would take the rules and regulations seriously?"

"I didn't expect that even if I separated them physically, I didn't separate their hearts. He rashly attacked the Nascent Soul stage, became ill from overthinking, and fell to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"I wanted to give him Lingshu grass directly, but I didn't expect that he had a grudge against me and didn't want my things, and he didn't qualify to get Lingshu grass..."

The old man talked for a long time, and he was sure that he had roughly understood what Uncle Zhiyuan said.

"I have something I don't understand, please help me, uncle."

"Ask." The old man said with a smile, as if he regarded Xin Ding as his disciple.

"Since Buddhism is a pure land far away from the secular world, marrying someone from the secular world means having a heart for the secular world, so why don't you let the Red Lotus Demon Girl also join our Xitian Temple, so that it will be okay for Uncle Zhiyuan to marry her?"

The old man began to doubt his own judgment.

Is he really Zhiyuan's disciple?