Chapter 777 Faith

776. Faith

"It's true as the intelligence says, it's the queen of an old friend."

"Check her out."

"Since Zi Daoxu is so secretive, there must be something we don't understand. This is a flaw."

The monk holding the jade slip looked at the middle-aged man in a pale golden robe who was facing the case.

The middle-aged man with his sleeves in his robe muttered: "Second brother, when will you be able to figure it out so slowly?"

"Now Zi Daoxu has extended his life span for two thousand years, and has reached a later stage of cultivation."

"How many years has it been?"

"If we give him some more time to grow, he might become a saint."

"I told you to make a decision early!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

As soon as his emotions were revealed, His Majesty's aura of inspiration was like the surging river tide turning into clouds and mist covering the moon. However, the slightest turmoil was restrained by him again.

But those eyes still held doubts and regrets about what happened back then.

The monk wearing the robe of the Yangshen Sect said calmly: "Why is the twelfth brother so upset? He couldn't make waves back then, and he is the same now." He waved his hand and said: "Go and find out who the person in this painting is. , what does it have to do with Zi Daoxu?"

The middle-aged man in a light gold robe grabbed the jade slip and said, "Brother, you should think about it carefully."

Then he stood up and left the hall.

Looking at the departing figure of the twelfth brother, the monk wearing the robe of Yangshen Sect asked him to sip tea and murmured: "But with the support of our ancestors, even if I really try to do my best for my brother, the best I can do is to cut him off." The 'hands, feet' and 'arms' must not harm his life."

He actually couldn't understand it either.

How can an outsider possess golden blood?

And you can also get the protection of your ancestors.

Otherwise, with Zi Daoxu's cultivation, if he doesn't die quietly, he will become the Tao seed that gives birth to children. The ancestor must have deep meaning in doing this. Although he could not kill Zi Daoxu, he could cut off all the forces around Zi Daoxu so that he could not respond.

In this way, the Yang family's status cannot be threatened.

Although Yueyan didn't know the master's plan, he did understand the temperament of these people.

He asked True Lord Ziyang to cover Xu Sanniang's heels.

Even if others eventually find out, it should be delayed as long as possible.

Ziyang didn't understand the teacher's intention, but he didn't ask too many questions. If he asked too many questions, he would have to think about it. All he had to do was to resolutely carry out the teacher's orders.

After talking about the business, Lord Yuyan couldn't help but care about Ziyang's practice.

"Boss, you are not young anymore. I know that you are related to the sect..." Yue Yan looked at Zi Shaoyang generously. In the past, this great master who could take charge of his duties had already become a great true king. His talents are evident, but the marriage is as difficult as the youngest Shaoqing.

Zi Shaoyang said: "The disciple has nothing to do with her, it is all rumors within the sect."

"You have to find a Taoist companion who understands both cold and hot."

"It's still early."

Zi Shaoyang said with a smile.

In fact, it's not like he hasn't met someone he's attracted to, but once he gets married and has his own little family, he won't be able to think too much about everyone, let alone do everything he can for his master. He also knew that there was danger hidden in such tranquility, so he could not get married.

Since the boss said this, Yueyan didn't say anything more. If he talks any more, he will become an annoying old man.

He has seen too many tragedies in big families, and he hopes that his adopted sons can live happily.

Only five of the nine Shaoyang sons from back then are still around. The remaining three have already married, and only the eldest and youngest are left.

The youngest is very picky.

As a master, the fact that he has golden blood is not considered a secret, and high-level officials will always know about it.

In addition, being powerful and holding a high position will inevitably attract people to covet you.

The inability to get a breakthrough from him naturally hit those adopted sons.

On weekdays, someone would always send someone to invite the youngest to various cultural gatherings.

As for the boss, he has a deep mind and sometimes sees things more calmly and comprehensively than he does, and he may have seen through the situation early.

In fact, Yueyan also understands that marriage is the most stable and fastest way.

There is such a 'thread', and sometimes the transfer of interests does not need to be so smooth. Even if he later returned to the sect and accepted many apprentices, they all have their own destinations. However, other powerful families are still staring at him, who was originally a child. The adopted son and apprentice brought back from the wilderness.

After all, you have to get married, so you must choose the right one and the one you are closest to.

Yueyan lowered his voice and said, "Boss, I have to tell you something extremely secret as my master."

"Teacher, please tell me."

"Collect Yin Shen's evil spirit, the more, the better."

True Lord Ziyang sang softly.

However, just as he was thinking about how to search for the Yin Shen's evil energy, his pupils shrank slightly.

Zhenjun Ziyang looked at the burly teacher in front of him.

‘Yin Shen? ’

"Evil spirit."

"secret."

"Lots of them!"

The teacher probably wouldn't be able to use this kind of evil technique, but there is one person who can.

He was still young then.

But he is already the reliable Master Ziyang, guarding Yangcheng.

He suddenly understood why the teacher had to protect Xu Sanniang.

"teacher?"

Venerable Yuyanyan was half pleased and half emotional. He knew that the boss would definitely be able to guess some of this secret, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so he said: "Boss, don't overdo the things I have told you. Ask. Guessed, don’t tell.”

"yes."

Ziyang Zhenjun bowed his hands and called him.

Shen Shen said: "Should I inform you about this matter..."

"Notify who?"

"Of course it's that one."

True Lord Ziyang pointed to the west.

"Not urgent."

If it was just my speculation just now, it has been confirmed now.

"Sanniang."

Xu Sanniang, who was deducing techniques and studying scriptures, put down her work.

Looking at the lavender figure at the door of the courtyard, he stood up and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Zi Qing."

Zi Shaoqing crossed the threshold, walked to Xu Sanniang's side, took Sanniang's arm, and chuckled: "I told you, just call me Shaoqing."

"Don't be bored in the dojo all the time."

"Since you don't have to concentrate on practicing your qi, you should go out for a walk and change your mood. Maybe you will have a chance to overcome the disaster."

"I'll take you around the park to see the sights and get to know the dojo."

"That's fine."

Seeing Zi Shaoqing's kindness, Xu Sanniang couldn't refuse, so she accepted the scripture.

Venerable Yuyan's dojo is extremely majestic, and you can only get a glimpse of it in a day or two.

The boredom of studying hard and worrying was gone.

Zi Shaoqing seemed to notice that Xu Sanniang was getting better, and said to her: "I used to like doing business, and I was very happy at that time, because it was fun to compete with others, as if I was trying every possible means to seize the things I liked. To get it into your own hands should be called 'getting it'."

"If you get it, you'll be satisfied."

"I won't think about all kinds of things."

"One time I met two strange people."

"When doing business, you will inevitably meet strange people."

Zi Shaoqing said leisurely: "One of them is from Wanfa Sect. He is very stubborn and awkward."

"As for the other one, it looks weirder, like a piece of wood."

"Also like a deep stone."

Xu Sanniang laughed: "What happened next?"

"He ran away."

"Ran?"

"Run fast!"

Xu Sanniang was even more sure who she was talking about.

The only one who can do this is Tu Shanjun, who will run away if something goes wrong.

Zi Shaoqing would not tell her about other people, only the one she knew.

So she knew who Zi Shaoqing was talking about from the beginning.

They say he is a deep stone, but Sanniang has a different point of view.

For several days.

Another half month has passed.

No matter how different the scenery was, Sanniang still felt similar. Even with a bit of fatigue from coping, she began to miss the days when she broke into the Babel Tower. What a joyful fight it was. Even if there was pain after death, she would still feel it. It's exhausting to have to cut flesh with such a dull knife.

"Sanniang."

Zi Shaoqing asked: "How about going to our Dan Pavilion in Fang City to have a look?"

"It's better to attend the cultural gathering."

"I heard that the Guxianlou Auction House has received another batch of treasures."

"..."

"Shaoqing, I still have one volume of scripture that I haven't finished reading."

"I want to become an immortal."

Xu Sanniang looked at Zi Shaoqing.

She couldn't slack off in this, even if Brother Tushan was not around, she would continue to climb and practice. Originally, her practice was not for others, but for herself.

Xiao Banyue's negligence has made her feel a little guilty.

Sanniang envied Zi Shaoqing for being able to live such a carefree life.

Even if something happened, she would have her master and brothers to protect her from the wind and rain.

She is different.

Her father is dead, and her mother was quite loving in her early years, but now she is gradually showing signs of impatience.

The life and death of the two brothers are uncertain, and the only ones they can rely on are themselves and Tu Shanjun.

Now Brother Tushan has damaged his body to protect her from escaping, leaving him with nothing to rely on. A few days ago, it could be said that the hospitality was difficult to resist, but now it is impossible to indulge in it. Sanniang clearly knows her status. She is still dependent on others, but the other party does not care about her because of the face of brother Tushan.

Zi Shaoqing looked at Xu Sanniang, who was standing not far opposite.

That beautiful face that looked like a splendid mountain and river was full of seriousness, and Zi Shaoqing couldn't help feeling panicked.

People will always panic.

It was like a companion who had been hanging out with me for a long time, and suddenly one day told me that I needed to study hard and get into college.

I can tell clearly where the panic is in my heart.

"I want to take back everything I own."

"I also promised people that I would live forever."

Zhenjun Ziyang was greatly surprised that his junior sister, who had always disliked practicing, actually announced for the first time that she would go into seclusion and attack the realm of Nascent Soul.

He didn't know what was going on.

But it’s always good to take that extra step.

Not to mention far away, at least if you cultivate to Nascent Soul, you can extend your life.

This is the biggest and most intuitive benefit.

If you have longevity, you will have everything.

If you die, there will be nothing.

Spring passes and autumn comes, and another winter snow passes.

Winter and spring exchange.

Summer and autumn rotate.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

True Lord Ziyang returned to the cave to tell his master that he had collected the last of the infant-forming spiritual objects.

As for Zi Shaoqing's infant-forming spiritual object, it has actually been prepared for a long time, but the spiritual object alone is useless. Without the support of cultivation and Taoism, it cannot be absorbed at all, and there is no way to talk about breaking the pill to form an infant.

Venerable Yuyan stopped at Yuanri Phoenix Eyes Blessed Land and looked at the Soul Reverend Flag in the center of the formation.

Count with your fingers.

He murmured: "It should be soon."