I staggered back to the Xuanpu, and the blue bird's Jumang had already settled the time to wait for me on the mountain road. Read the latest chapter full text (first release on Wuruo Novel Network). He held a copper plate with his hand. There were two golden keys in the plate, one of which was a fishtail shape, and the other key handle was a flying bird's wing shape.

"The little Virgin Mary ordered me to distribute this treasure to fellow Taoist Yuan. Fellow Daoist Yuan can choose the same. The master will get the true teachings of the Mo Sect. The two golden fingers on his hand are used to unlock the sacred objects. I have learned some mechanism techniques and have removed the disguise and prohibition of the golden finger. If I encounter danger in the future, this golden key may be useful."

Bluebird Road.

My divine thoughts swept over and felt that the two keys were each constructed of billions of components, accompanied by complex and profound spells. Listen quietly, it seemed that the empty universe inside had a tick and a sound of the rotation of the gears.

This is a magic weapon that Bian Juzi had to recharge even when he sacrificed his two fingers.

I chose the golden key in the shape of a bird and thanked the blue bird.

asked the blue bird,

"I saw that fellow Taoist Yuan was a little unconscious, and I didn't know what I was thinking about?"

It was difficult for me to explain clearly, so I lowered my head and said goodbye to the blue bird. Before leaving, I suddenly heard the blue bird's advice.

"The little Virgin Mary shows that the rebellious Western Wilderness tribes, the original fellow Taoist does not have to worry about it, and cannot hurt her affection."

I flew back to Kunlun. I was in a state of uneasy and did not go directly to the evil spirits to exorcise the evil garden. First, I went to Heyan Town at the bottom of Kunlun Mountain to relax. The town was filled with a festive atmosphere. Every household bought New Year's goods, lit firecrackers, and changed peach talismans. It was nearly the New Year's Eve of the three years of Zhengtai. The weather here was good, the property was even, and there was a lazy and relaxed atmosphere that was not motivated.

Heyan Town is mostly Middle-earth people who moved west with Kunlun, as well as the families of Kunlun clans and descendants who reproduced, which is called the people. For example, the town is the director of the Duren Academy, and another assistant is sent to be responsible for the town executive.

It is not like the rich and poor in the world, the cold and weak relationships are the ones who live a life of life and night. In this town, people are well-off in old age, sickness and death, and they don’t have to work in school and employment. No matter how bad the waste is, they will protect their spare time and support their blessings.

At the end of the year, Chuangong Academy also took off his studies. Most of the wealthy disciples went down the mountain and returned to China. The people were born, the disciples from a very distant place, the disciples from the poor, and several strange people were all lingering in the market in the town.

In fact, the market here is far less lively and fun than the famous names in the world, such as opera, singing and dancing, gambling house, gladiatorial, spring palace.... But the jokes from the market in Heyan Town are definitely not something you can hear in the world.

Liu Ziyue told me that 100 rumors in the cultivation world are gossip in the towns of each sect. The black sect and other sects, the spread scandals in the world, and the strength rankings in the cultivation world are the three major daily life of the town.

The most lively one is the tavern in Heyan Town, which is a mountain where storytellers are stationed. [800] The background of these storytellers is very profound, and many of them are descendants of the declining cultivation family, Jindan, Yuanying and even the real people. Although the practice of refining Qi Dao is barely proved, the ability to discover and invent secret history cannot withstand the magical powers of our ancestors.

I casually walked into the most famous bragging hall. I was about to pay for a drink and make money for books when I suddenly heard a happy saying, "You are not dead yet!"

It was Lu Nandian's shouting that Xiaoxiang had wandered back to Kunlun these days. The Kunlun outer disciple who was already inside recognized me, paid the bills diligently, and invited me to sit down.

"Well, I just captured the reincarnated master from the Northern Wilderness."

I said in a low-key manner. Everyone was startled and cheered. The news that my sect could step on the sword sect will always increase the morale of fellow disciples.

Lu Nandi boasted to everyone about his adventures with me.

A few months later, the young and 260th period outer disciples gradually became the spirit of a sect disciple. Everyone wore blue robes, wore a ring and a flying sword, hung with Kunlun gourds, and were handsome and cheerful. The flying sword's scabbards were wearing two badges, the firefly badges meant that Chang Xin was in charge of their personnel, and the shadow badges mean that Sheng Yong was in charge of their studies. People in the sect could understand at a glance. Lu Nandian, Wu Siwei and others became the leader of nearly a hundred outer disciples in this period.

Generally, Jindan sects either do business or practice. They can see the most extraordinary things based on the qualifications of their outer disciples, and few others are there. I have a destiny with everyone, and it is considered to have formed a friendship. When I asked about everyone’s practice, I suddenly had an idea in my heart and told them,

"If you have time in your studies, you can go to the Evil Exorcist Academy to practice flying swords with me. The Sword Sect's sacrifice and refining flying swords learned from our Kunlun. The flying swords we refined are always better than them. If you learn swordsmanship, these methods are not inferior to them. Wouldn't I just capture a sword immortal like Bian Juzi alive?"

These words were even fooled. The outer disciples were eager to try, but some people were delighted and looked embarrassed again after being happy.

I continued to encourage

"I remember that our outer disciples of Kunlun teach, and they were afraid that you would not have the foundation to build up, so they would divide their minds first. Therefore, in addition to the basic courses of alchemy, weapon refining, and Qi refining, they would have to pay a lot of money to learn other Taoist techniques. Generally, outer disciples either have no financial resources or have no energy and ability to raise money, so they can only be limited to the main course. When we pass on the flying sword in the evil exorcist, the disciples do not need to pay the money, and they are counted in the activity costs of the evil exorcist. You can come once, and the evil exorcist will subsidize a gold bead."

All the worries of those humble disciples have disappeared.

At this moment, the storyteller in the bragging hall was leisurely flashing from behind the screen and started to talk about the book. This man was wearing a blue shirt and a fox-sharp face, with a very cunning look. He pointed to the screen with a green varnish and asked the audience in the hall, and he could tell who was carved on the screen and why he used the green varnish.

A disciple told me that this gentleman was a fox demon. He was originally a 20th-generation descendant of the first doll master and painter Wei Ji Zhenren in the history of my sect. He was named Wei Ji Jing.

My eyes were through the green gauze, and each of the four-couple screen carved a figure. I all knew three of them. The first one was Lan Qin, who I had seen in Hanzhong City, holding a magic sword; the second one was long hair like a waterfall, with a perverse expression, and hanging a gourd, which was the appearance of my master Yaoshi when he was young; the fourth one was the young master Guanshui, who also hung a gourd, and was still a shy young man in the carving; the third one didn't recognize him, holding a magic sword in his hand, like a noble young man who was a broken door, a posture of sucking wind and drinking dew without eating fireworks. His head had traces of destruction and heavy carving.

"I know, I know." Xiaoxiang rushed to say proudly, "The storyteller is the top senior Jindan Lanqin who died young in Kunlun; the second is my teacher, Elder Yuan Jian Kongyuan, and the real person of Medicine; the third is Yun Xianke who betrayed our sect, kidnapped the cave-sword of our sect, and defected to the old thief of Wanli. This person's swordsmanship is the first in the history of our sect, and after the rebellion, he also became the right-hand man of the old thief of Wanli. Later, Yun Xianke became a re-entry man and sent the Golden Crow Sword and Silver Snake Sword to celebrate the beloved daughter of the head of our sect. Princess Lin's birthday, and then we Kunlun gave him a new face."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"The last one is the Guanshui Patriarch, which everyone knows about in my sect. The four of them are the top four of the inner disciples in the seventh period. In that period, the inner disciples produced the ancestors, real people, and many powerful Yuanying, which are the most glorious period of our sect."

It seems that Xiaoxiang has been studying hard in the history of our sect for many years, and she knows it better than me.

A storyteller smiled,

"These four people have a close relationship and often come to the brag hall to listen to books five hundred years ago. The master of the hall left behind their screens. This time, what I want to talk about is the deeds of the Four Kings destroying the Island of Jile."

"Isn't Jile Island swept away by Lin Daoming of the Sword Sect in Yunmeng City? Why is there a Jile Island five hundred years ago?"

The little elephant booed to the man,

"I'm going to talk about this, why are you anxious?"

He felt a fierce aura, and the man was so scared that he was quiet.

Storytelling humanity,

"Seven hundred years ago, the Jiangnan Dragon and Tiger Sect was powerful, and the leader Fang Qiong was ambitious and was not conducive to the cultivation world and the world. Our sect joined forces with the Donghai Xingsect to compete with the Dragon and Tiger Sect. But that Xingsect was originally formed by the thirteen sects of the Donghai Dao Sect to protect themselves. Among the thirteen sects are the four strongest sects of Tianhe, Beiming, Changong, and Jile Island. The thirteen sects practice thunder methods, refine Gangsha, recite beasts, and ship demons. The Tianhe River also observes the celestial phenomena and cuts off misfortunes and blessings; the Beiming sect listens to the earth and drives the waves; the Changong Palace is exhausted from water and moon flows, and there are endless changes from generation to generation. Jile Island collects the sun and moon gods and cultivates the room."

Many viewers drooled in despair. I secretly lamented the changes in the world. The A-class sects of the past have now fallen into pieces and are now destroyed and their inheritance has been cut off.

"The sects elected Feiyu Zhenren, the leader of the Tianhe sect, who had the strongest virtues, as the head of the Xingsect. The outer disciples were still cultivated by various sects, and the inner disciples only went to the Jinao Island Motoyama of the Xingsect to receive the Dharma after trial.

If the martial arts of other sects are unified, there will be no obstacles to receiving the Dharma. However, the inheritance of Jile Island is unique and cannot be combined with other sects.

——The mainstream of the world of cultivation is to practice by oneself, realize by oneself, and realize by others. If others can use their power, they will not be able to help. But all the Taoist practices and Taoist techniques on this Jile Island are based on dual cultivation. Jile Island believes that being single is difficult to complete the Dharma; if it is matched with a pair of furnaces, the Yin and Yang are harmonious, and the spirit and flesh are perfect, the entry of the country is far better than other martial arts. Therefore, their cultivators are both men and women who come in and out, and Taoist practices are also advancing and retreating. In order to find a matching furnace, in front of a fixed Taoist partner, there will inevitably be many shame in the sect (a certain word is omitted here).

If the Thirteen Sects do not integrate, others will not be able to control Jile Island. But after the Thirteen Sects integrate into the Star Sect, the disciples of Jile Island will look for a suitable furnace and cauldron in the entire Star Sect. The shameful atmosphere gradually affects the other disciples (the word "some word is omitted here). The more Taoist couples are combined, the more influence Jile Island has on the Star Sect, and the more the atmosphere will spread faster. If something goes wrong, the Taoist practices on Jile Island are high, and they are always two to one. The head of Jile Island is a pair of dual cultivation siblings with great magical powers. Behind them, there is also a faint support from the Dragon and Tiger Sect."

"It's really shameless!" someone said indignantly.

I coughed dryly. When I think about it carefully, the key to this matter is absolutely not the erotic feelings mentioned by the storytellers.

Cultivation is a matter of one person, life and death are a matter of one person. How can a person's heart be divided into two people, and how can two people have a heart?

Dual cultivation means turning two people into one person, but how can two people really become one person? How can two people share life and death?

Even if you achieve a small success, it may be the temporary combination of the two. Can they really be forever and reach the great way?

——This is a big deal of cultivation.

"The leader of the Star Sect is quite wise and has both strong and soft wrists, but his Taoism is not convinced. He thinks it is imperative to exclude Jile Island from the Star Sect, but the Star Sect has just merged, so how can he fight again? Even if he recruits a powerful cultivator named Ren from the East China Sea, he cannot use it openly."

Everyone held their breath when they heard that the future ancestor of Xingzong was about to appear.

The storyteller said sadly,

"So, Zifei Zhenren had a plan to use our sect to help clean up the portal. This is a secret that the world of cultivation is secret. Don't I tell him how the Jile Island declined?"

"Hurry up, storyteller, mother-in-law and mother, let's talk about how my Zong Siying eliminated the evil spirits of Jile Island. I like to watch it the most," Xiaoxiang urged. This time, someone else came to swear to him.
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