"Chaoyang, what's that person's name?" The head sect Taoist master returned to the Taishang Daode Palace and asked as soon as he sat cross-legged on the cushion.

"This person's surname is Gu, his name is Tianya, and he was led by Taizhen Sect in the Lower Realm!"

"Oh, there is such a genius with extraordinary qualifications?" The head sect Taoist Master was immediately moved. The head sect Taoist Master immediately summoned Zang Wuliang and asked, "Is there any outstanding young disciples in the Taizhen lineage?"

Zang Wuliang immediately reported: "It turns out that there are so many disciples with high qualifications. The Taoist Master of the sects are naturally recognized. Among them, the most qualified one is a female cultivator, named Li and Qingyuan. She practiced for one year and had a perfect twenty-four qi. In another ten years, Huangting's inner scenery sutra reached the sixth level and manifested the Dharma image of the inner scenery of the lotus. Now, it is already the seventh level. The future is unlimited!"

The head sect Taoist master was a little bit. He knew this. After one month of his entry, he was attracted by the Qinglian Taoist master of the Lotus Sect, the first Qinglian Taoist master of the Lotus Sect, and was accepted as a personal disciple. He was of extraordinary talent. Huangting had a nine-level inner view. This girl has practiced to the seventh level in just 17 years. She is expected to pass Jiazi again, and will be able to obtain the title of Taoist realm. She is really a rare genius. Such qualifications are rare among the other three sects.

"Well, it's not bad, it's no different from the young masters of other sects! I wonder if there is a doll named Gu Tianya among the disciples who are being led up?"

"Gu Tianya?" Zang Wuliang frowned. He knew that there was such a person, so he said, "There is a man named Gu Tianya. He is of average qualifications, but he has a secular marriage agreement with Li Qingyuan. He should be an outer disciple now. I think he is still in the twenty-year trial! It will take about three years of trial. It is still unknown whether he can become a formal disciple. I wonder if the master asked him if he was inquired about it?"

"Well..." the head sect nodded and said, "There is nothing wrong, so don't worry about this matter!" He immediately turned to Zhang Chaoyang and said, "Don't bother him first. After the trial period is over, include it in the inner disciple, and then transfer it to Ziyun Pavilion and let him manage the collection!"

When Li Xiuwen and Zang Wuliang heard this, they were a little surprised, but they were not sure about it, so they didn't dare to ask and could only hold it in. At this time, a little boy hurriedly reported: "Uncle Master is awake, and he is clamoring to drink again, so we can't stop him!"

The head master shook his head and said, "It's okay, you'd better go back! This sloppy immortal has been sleeping in a sloppy state for more than ten years. Now that I wake up, I don't know how to restrain myself. I must punish him to face the wall in the Nine-Level Cave of Ice and Fire for a hundred years!"

But the three flowers of Lin Fan collapsed on the mountain road. When they came to their senses, they saw countless surprises around them, and their envious and regretful eyes fell on themselves.

Lin Fan didn't care. He was so moved by the aura just now. However, in the eyes of the head, he did nothing like this, so he naturally wouldn't care too much.

"Dingding...Dingding..." Lin Fan just leaned over and chiseled the stone steps, his heart immediately reached a quiet and ethereal state, with no desires or desires, no one or self.

Lin Fan naturally observed Xuanmen, and the sea of ​​consciousness within Xuanmen shone brightly, forming a sea of ​​blue intertwined light.

Countless memories appear in the ocean, forming a torrent of time, countless pictures of time are rising and falling in it, those remembered are floating on the surface, and those dusty are buried under the ocean of consciousness and are invisible.

Some of Nandi Edin's memories have dissipated, but many of them have been inherited by Lin Fan and become Lin Fan's own memories. These memories are rolling and rising on the sea of ​​consciousness. Lin Fan's mind moves, and these memories will emerge in detail.

Dingdingding... Dingdingdingding...

A sound that is more silent and ethereal than knocking on the wooden fish echoes in the sea of ​​consciousness. In this silence and ethereality, Lin Fan flirts through the memories over and over again, as well as some Taoist techniques from Taizhen Sect, even the soul fire technique, the water virtue and the birth of the sutra, and the twenty-four qi techniques of practicing qi. These magic techniques gradually blend together without distinguishing each other.

Above the sea of ​​consciousness, a blue light seemed like a soft sun. This sun was Lin Fan's soul fire. The core of the soul fire was round and like a Yuandan. In the sea of ​​consciousness, it emitted soft green light like the sun, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness. Under the waves of the sea, Lin Fan saw many long-closed memories, but under the waves, it was deep and difficult to guess, as if the human heart was like the sea, deep and unbreakable!

"What is the deep and incomplete under the sea?" A vast and ethereal voice resounded throughout the sea of ​​consciousness. This was a thought that flashed by Lin Fan. This thought came so naturally and so quickly, as if it was flashing with lightning.

"That turned out to be an unknown domain..." The answer could not be found in any memory of Lin Fan! Even Lin Fan inherited from Nandi Edin, there was no understanding of the deep place under the waves of consciousness.

That is a place where the soul fire cannot shine, and Lin Fan has no choice.

"It seems that the soul fire is not strong enough! It cannot penetrate the sea of ​​consciousness and illuminate the deepest part..." Lin Fan's consciousness returned to his body, and behind him, countless stone steps had been added, each stone step was hammered and chiseled.

I don’t know how many years of practice are, and several years have passed in a flash, and the twenty-year trial period has arrived.

Lin Fan looked up and looked at the sky. In the distant east, the star of Qi rose, and a morning light reflected into his pupils, a brilliant scene, showing infinite vitality.

Under the ubiquitous glance of the spiritual eyes, Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh. The ten years of practice had actually reached its limit. If it weren't for the nourishment of the powerful energy of heaven and earth and the support of the strong will, he would probably not be able to hold on, but he had left some damage and hidden dangers to the point of view.

Lin Fan stood up and walked slowly down the mountain road. Most of the mountain roads were strange faces, and I think they were new seekers.

Between the green grass and trees, an extremely ordinary thatched hut was still the same as before. If it weren't forbidden law to protect it, it would have been dispersed by the wind and rain.

At this moment, there was a person sitting in the hut, cooking tea by himself. When he saw Lin Fan coming in, he nodded and smiled and signaled.

"It's you?!"

Lin Fan immediately recognized that this was the man who was punished to drill a wall on the mountain road. His name was Zhang Chaoyang. Now his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, completely decreasing from the roughness of the wind and sun. Instead, he was replaced by a faint deepness and restraint, showing the elegance of some scholars.

"It's me! I've been waiting here for a long time!" Zhang Chaoyang poured a cup of tea for Lin Fan, poured another cup for himself, and slowly started to taste the tea.

"I don't know what it is?" Lin Fan sat down and said.

"Nothing else! I'm here to inform you that from today on, you have officially become a disciple of the inner sect of the Supreme Taoism!"

"Hmm? I haven't gone to the Deacon to apply for a trial yet!"

"No need to apply! What is your Taoist practice like? Will the Taoist Master of the Head of the Sect still be misleading? Your affairs were personally ordered by the Taoist Master of the Head of the Sect!"

Zhang Chaoyang placed a green glass waist card on the coffee table. The front was painted with a high mountain. There was a Taoist palace on the mountain. The back was written "Taishang Tao? Resentment? Xianpeng Zao Ci Longbo?p>"Isn't this the waist card of the three sects?" Lin Fan was surprised.

Zhang Chaoyang smiled and said, "Of course not. You won't know. Although there are three sects of Taishang Dao, each sect has a strong talent, when it comes to this treatment, it is still the Taishang Moral Palace personally led by the head Taoist master outside the three sects. This waist-plate personnel are directly under the jurisdiction of the Taishang Moral Palace, and even the people in the three sects cannot control it! Ziyun Pavilion is the collection of all the classics of my Taishang Dao, which is not a minor matter. This is a beautiful job and a leisurely job. No one else can ask for it. The Taoist master of the head has a profound meaning! You must work diligently..."

Lin Fan was stunned!

The Taoist Master of the Head of the Sect should have only seen him at one glance, right? He can't just see through his own background, right?!

"You don't have to think too much. If you have time, go to work! There is a big deacon on the top of you, but be careful, that's a cold senior!!" Zhang Chaoyang smiled meaningfully, handed over the pill and said, "These are three Sanyuan Yulu Pills. Take one every three days. It can regulate the essence, blood, muscles and bones. It is good for you. I personally give it to you!"

Lin Fan was not polite, and accepted everything as the order. Zhang Chaoyang did not stay for a long time. He sat for a while and then left. Lin Fan was rarely quiet and meditated every day. However, on the nine days, his body had returned to his peak state, and his blood vessels and muscles were crystal clear. Then Lin Fan went to Ziyun Pavilion.
Chapter completed!