Chapter 365 A visitor from the sect (1600 plus, please vote for me)
Fufeng protects the mansion.
Sujiazhuang.
Months have passed and the festive atmosphere of the New Year has long disappeared.
Only the peach charms on the door curtains of every house are still vaguely new, with a hint of the new year remaining.
Most farmers, taking advantage of the New Year, hurriedly went to work in the fields, praying secretly for good weather in the coming year and for the court not to impose more taxes.
At this time, two rays of light suddenly appeared in the sky thousands of feet high.
This escaping light is pure in color, clear and undisturbed. It is obviously the true inheritance of Xuanmen. It is completely different from those casual cultivators who control the black wind and poisonous mist.
Two rays of light left Fufeng City and hovered above Sujiazhuang. After a while, they stopped and two Taoists appeared.
One of them has three buns on his head, wearing a green Taoist robe and Shifangyun boots.
The other person is dressed in a female crown, with peach cheeks and almond-shaped eyes, and her beautiful eyes are flowing, giving her a unique charm.
"Senior Brother, it seems that Junior Brother Su is not at home."
There seemed to be a divine light in the female crown's eyes, scanning the village below and smiling sweetly.
She is an inner disciple of Taishang Longhu Sect, named Chen Wenji. This time she and her senior brother Yi Zhisong came here under the orders of the sect and passed down the decree.
Naihe arrived at Fufeng City first, and the governor Yan Beiling entertained him cordially, but he didn't know the whereabouts of Su Daozhi.
He only said that he showed up a few months ago, and then there was no news from him.
The two inner disciples had no choice but to find Sujiazhuang all the way, but unexpectedly they missed.
"Hey... this Junior Brother Su is really smart..."
Yi Zhisong sneered: "Before, I kept clamoring to recognize my ancestors and return to the clan, but Elder Jiuru discovered that there was a flaw in his foundation, and he immediately disappeared... I'm afraid he wanted to escape the hard labor."
"Although it's harder for the outer deacons, there are many envious people in the sect who admire the scenery outside..." Chen Wenji sighed quietly: "I think this junior brother Su knows how to advance and retreat."
She is also a member of the lineage of teaching martial arts, and she will always have some incense feelings for this disciple of Longhezi.
"It's fate, but since this year, the old emperor changed his name to 'Chengtian', some of his thoughts have become clear... It's destined to be carried by heaven, hehe... In addition, the Six Paths of the Demon Sect were born, and it was indeed a murderous disaster... ..." Yi Zhisong said with a smile: "Although that Su Daozhi has no hope of Yuan Dan, his magical power is really extraordinary. He actually refined the Nine Pure Immortal Light. He is the best choice for Taoist generals. This time the sect has a method to aim at. He has been sad for so long, it’s time for him to come out and fight for the sect through life and death..."
Chen Wenji was speechless.
If the foundation of a first-grade magical power, nine-purity immortal light... is intact, it will definitely be carefully cared for by the lineage of transmission and praised as a true inheritance.
You will never become a Taoist general who specializes in fighting, exhausted and extremely dangerous.
No matter how talented the disciple is, he cannot withstand such hardship.
But the foundation of Su Dao has been destroyed. This is confirmed by Master Jiuru himself, but he has magical powers that are enough to be rampant among monks in the magical realm. He is the talent of a Taoist general and protector of the law!
As for the lineage of Chuan Gong, it is not good to be too protective.
"Junior sister, are you feeling sorry?" Yi Zhisong asked with a smile.
"I don't feel sorry for this person, but I feel sorry for that first-grade magical power... Even within the three sects of our Taoist sect, there are only a few people who can cultivate first-grade magical powers, but at this time, there is no true biography of the Taishang Dragon and Tiger Sect. Those who refine the Nine Pure Immortal Light..." Chen Wenji replied calmly.
Among the Taishang Dragon and Tiger Sect, the first-grade magical power is of course not limited to the Jiuqing Immortal Light.
For example, the ‘Twelve Yuan Chen Zhou Divine Light’ that Zhang Taiyi refined is the best among first-grade magical powers. In addition, there are several first-grade magical powers that have been inherited.
However, these magical powers will not appear in the options of ordinary outer sect and inner sect disciples. They are basically passed down by a single lineage, so be cautious.
It can be said that the aristocratic families and clans within those sects gradually became powerful by monopolizing the inheritance of these magical powers.
For disciples without any background, the only thing they can hope to come into contact with is the "Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Book".
Therefore, Su Daozhi can be said to be the idol and hope of all grassroots disciples of the sect.
But it's a pity...the genius fell and the hope was dashed!
"This is also a lesson. Who allowed Su Dao to be greedy and pollute his own foundation." Yi Zhisong didn't know whether it was jealousy or regret: "Such a lesson is enough for future disciples to take a warning."
"Junior Brother Su just didn't have the guidance and advice of his senior, and he made a big mistake that is irreversible..." Chen Wenji shook his head.
"Stop talking... what should we do now?" Yi Zhisong frowned and asked, "Su Daozhi is nowhere to be found. Could it be that he has been traveling in seclusion for several years, so why don't we just wait for him for several years?"
"There is nothing we can do about this. Senior Brother Sima Shu once left a letter, but now there is no response..."
Chen Wenji also felt a little difficult.
"Hmph... Now is the time for the sect to hire people. If he disappears for a year and a half, I will report it to him and accuse him of slacking off and escaping!"
Yi Zhisong snorted coldly: "I see there are blood relatives in the Su family village below. Just go and ask and you will find out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed it.
In the void, the energy of heaven and earth gathered together and turned into a big hand, grabbing somewhere in Sujiazhuang.
He, Yi Zhisong, is an immortal master. He will not go down and ask questions. He has always been so domineering.
Chen Wenji looked at this scene, but frowned and said: "Junior Brother Su is still a deacon of the sect after all. He even has magical powers, which is not inferior to you and me..."
She was trying to persuade him tactfully.
In fact, among a hundred magical disciples of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, there may not even be one who can condense Yuan Dan.
Those who have mastered first-level magical powers are almost the true reserves of all major sects.
That Su Daozhi's magical power is probably better than theirs.
Even Chen Wenji didn't think he had much hope of forming a Yuan Dan with this senior brother Yi Zhisong.
All I can say is that it's better than having no hope at all, that's all.
According to Chen Wenji's heart, he actually didn't want to be at odds with Su Daozhi, but wanted to take the opportunity to make acquaintances.
However, Yi Zhisong comes from the Zhang family. Although he can only work at the bottom and peripheral positions in his life because he is not named Zhang, he is very proud.
It's fine within the sect, but as soon as he leaves the sect, his temper will increase more than ten times?
"ah!"
The big hand of vitality fell, and there was a commotion in Sujiazhuang, but there was nothing that could be done.
After all, Yi Zhisong is an inner disciple of the Dragon Tiger Sect and a genuine magical monk.
Not to mention that no one in Sujiazhuang has magical powers at this time. Even if there are a few like the Skeleton Scholar, they will just die.
After all, Yi Zhisong was not a member of the Demon Sect. He didn't kill anyone, he just fished out a girl.
The girl was not very old. She was wearing a bright red coat, with red ropes tied into her buns. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was about to cry out of fear.
"I'll do it."
Chen Wenji reluctantly pulled the girl over and comforted her softly.