"These two things really have their own will!"
Wang Hao felt the movement inside and outside the Lingtai Temple, but his heart couldn't help but sink.
As early as before, when the three major sects of the Yan Kingdom attacked the Zhenling Palace, he had already discovered something was wrong with the statues in the Lingtai Temple.
He seemed to be vaguely affected by the Yin Shen statue. He was obviously in danger, but he behaved abnormally.
From that time on, he began to consciously observe the Lingtai Temple.
However, other than that, the statue was motionless, as if it was just a sculpture.
And he always remembered that when he condensed the hundred-life soul-sacrifice curse, the Yin Shen statue seemed a little afraid.
It also gave him something to think about.
The hundred-life soul-sacrifice curse is easy to solve. As long as it is cursed by someone and touches the soul, it will be automatically consumed.
At the same time, it can also vaguely check and balance the Yin God statue.
However, the existence of the Yinshen Statue made him somewhat elusive, but he still didn't know how to deal with it.
He wasn't quite sure whether this Yin Shen statue was good or bad for him.
So don't dare to act rashly.
In particular, the Yin Shen statue is actually part of his soul.
To a certain extent, the two have a relationship with two sides of the same body.
"But... to be able to make the Yin Shen statue so fearful, this ancestor's ancestral hall is indeed very extraordinary." "
Wanxiang Sect, I'm afraid we have come to the right place."
Wang Hao thought to himself.
"Uncle Master, shall we go in now?"
On the side, the Jindan Deacon of Rende Palace interrupted his thoughts softly.
"Ah... Okay, let's go in now!"
Wang Yan said.
Just as he was talking, several more Jindan monks came out under the leadership of a monk from the Human Virtue Hall.
Wang Hao glanced around and found that it was the person who had passed the entrance examination before.
Those who can pass the test are all considered members of the Wanxiang Sect. Although they are not familiar with each other yet, when they meet face to face, they all nod slightly.
However, most of the monks looked at Wang Ba with a hint of surprise and a friendly smile.
They are not blind and can be accompanied by monks from the Rende Palace alone. So far, it is only Jiang Yi.
Wang Yan can receive such treatment, even though he is just building a foundation at the moment, no Jindan master dares to look down upon him.
After a few people walked out, Wang Hao stepped in.
The moment you step into the Taoist temple.
Wang Yan suddenly noticed that the power of the Yin God that was originally flowing in the Lingtai Temple instantly stagnated.
Outside the Lingtai Temple, the black substance that was constantly twisting and full of filth and malice seemed to have stopped for an instant.
What shocked Wang Ba even more was that he was no longer even aware of his Dantian and the magic power in it.
The whole person is like a mortal without anything special.
The Jindan deacon of Rende Palace on the side explained in a low voice:
"Everything in the ancestor's ancestral hall, below Lianxu, is normal."
"Lianxu..."
Wang Hao was slightly shocked.
Within a few steps, he saw the memorial tablets standing on the incense table like stairs in the Taoist temple hall.
The tablet at the top has four big characters:
Patriarch Chongyuan.
"Grandmaster Chongyuan is the founding ancestor of our Wanxiang Sect. He founded two palaces here tens of thousands of years ago and achieved great success. After that, the monks of the younger generation continued to develop and develop. After more than ten generations, we finally have "
The second row below is the second-generation sect leader of our sect. He..."
Deacon Jindan of the Rende Hall was very familiar with the experiences of the sect leaders of the past generations in the ancestral hall.
Wang Bao nodded from time to time.
The other party's explanation also gave him an overall understanding of the Wanxiang Sect.
However, his eyes scanned the entire ancestral hall, but he didn't see anything special.
Apart from him and the monks from Rende Hall, there was no third person in the ancestral hall.
There are no old people guarding the ancestral hall.
There was only a shabby futon, as if countless disciples had knelt on it, and the cloth on it had become black and tattered.
Wang Ba felt a little disappointed.
He knew clearly that this ancestral hall was anything but ordinary, but it was a pity that his realm or lack of eyesight meant that he could not see through it yet.
"Today's level is indeed a bit low..."
Wang Hao frowned slightly.
But he let go immediately.
Now that he has successfully joined the sect, the inheritance of Wan Dharma Lineage can no longer be hidden from him.
After that, he knelt on the futon under the guidance of the monks from Rende Hall.
He kowtowed three times to the ancestor's tablet.
The whole process was quite ordinary, with no special changes.
"Congratulations, Uncle Master. After kowtowing with these three heads, Uncle Master has officially entered the sect and become a member of the Wanxiang Sect." The
monk of Rende Hall congratulated him.
Wang Hao was slightly surprised. He thought that the sect would hold a special meeting ceremony for new disciples entering the sect.
But if you think about it carefully, this style is in line with the monk's calm and simple temperament.
He himself felt quite at ease.
If there is really any meeting ceremony, I will feel restricted.
Then he followed the monks from the Rende Hall and walked out of the Taoist temple.
In an instant, the power of the Yin God in Lingtai Temple resumed its flow.
The black matter outside the temple also continued to distort.
The magic power in Dantian was also sensed by Wang Ba.
The world seemed to become clear again.
Feeling this change, Wang Yan had some new feelings in his heart.
His understanding of mana and soul seems to have reached a new level.
"Next, we have to report to Muxingsi."
"My nephew will take you to familiarize yourself with the road first."
The monk of Rende Hall said.
Wang Ba followed Shan Ruliu and followed the other party out of the ancestor's ancestral hall. When he fell, the Gangfeng he had just encountered seemed to have completely disappeared.
Fly all the way down.
Soon, I saw three towering and stretching temples again, with monks coming and going among them.
At the Rende Hall, I received an identity badge, a letter of appointment and a bunch of miscellaneous items from the Spiritual Food Department of the Mu Xing Department of the Diwu Hall.
After that, continue falling.
In the blink of an eye, he saw the plain below.
On the plain, there are emerald-blue lakes like gems, a forest that stretches far away, and low mines... Soon,
under the leadership of the monks from the Rende Hall, the scene below quickly zoomed in, and he finally landed In front of rows of green two-story bamboo houses.
Although it is a bamboo house, it does not feel simple at all. Instead, it is full of freshness, nature, complexity and luxury.
There were also many monks in the bamboo house, coming in and out.
Seeing Wang Ba and the monks from Rende Hall, some people stopped immediately and looked at Wang Ba curiously.
When a very capable monk saw Wang Yan, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked with expectation,
"Fellow Taoist, are you a new member of the department you just assigned to?"
"It's the Spiritual Food Department, Senior Brother Jiang, is Minister Cui here?
" The monk De Dian took the words and said.
When he heard that he was from the Spiritual Food Department, the man's face suddenly fell:
"Hey, from the Spiritual Food Department... I'm so free every day, people are useless, why are the Rende Hall still stuffing people in? Our Spiritual Planting Department can always Without manpower, the third-level spiritual field in that area will be deserted..."
The monks from the Rende Temple were speechless when they heard this.
Wang Yan also felt a little embarrassed.
However, the other party did not mean any harm. Although he muttered a few words, he still pointed out:
"I heard that Minister Cui went to deal with the body of a fourth-level ferocious beast... Minister He should be there, you can go and look for it.
" , and pointed in a specific direction.
"That was Deacon Jiang from the Spiritual Planting Department just now. Don't take his word for it. Working in the Spiritual Food Department is very fulfilling. The benefits are good. Moreover, refining spiritual food can also exercise the monk's ability to control mana." Go away
. After a while, the monks from Rende Hall quickly comforted Wang Ba.
This is also one of the responsibilities of the monks of the Human Virtue Hall.
Wang Yan didn't care too much. It wouldn't be a bad thing if he had a little more leisure time. Instead, he would have more time to do other things.
Apart from anything else, once the formal practice of Wan Dharma Lineage's exercises begins, there will probably be many things going on.
soon.
The two of them saw a group of monks lying lazily on bamboo chairs outside the bamboo houses, basking in the sun, swallowing the essence of the sun, and drinking spiritual wine at the corner of the rows of bamboo houses.
It is said that they are all monks, and Wang Ba and the monks from Rende Hall did not hide their figures deliberately. These people should have noticed it immediately.
However, the fact is that these people have no intention of moving at all.
After glancing at Wang Ba and the other two, he continued drinking and basking in the sun.
Wang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
This is the right place!
However, the originally bright complexion of the cultivator from the Hall of Human Virtues turned dark instantly.
Especially when he saw one of the old men with sparse gray hair and a drunken face, he finally couldn't bear it and said:
"Deputy Minister He!"
The old man, who was raising his head and holding a wine gourd and dripping wine into his mouth, heard someone say He shouted to himself, but he still drank the last drop of wine slowly.
Then he slowly looked towards Wang Ba and the monks from Rende Hall.
Seeing the two of them, he smiled drunkenly and said with drowsy eyes and red cheeks:
"It's Zhang Bao, your kid isn't here at Lao Luo's... Why are you here with me, hiccup... Do you want us to have some drinks together... "
Zhang Bao, a monk from Rende Hall, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, couldn't help but said:
"Deputy Minister He! Although you entered Taoism with spiritual wine, you are in the Spiritual Food Department after all. As the deputy minister, you should Lead by example and follow the rules, how can you be like this..."
"You said the share of spiritual food... hiccup... you don't have to have hands... It has been completed long ago..."
The old man smiled and took off his drink again. He took out a wine gourd from his sleeve, tilted his head up and poured it into his throat. The clear wine immediately poured into his throat. The rich aroma of the wine with a hint of unique charm made Wang Hao and Zhang Bao from the Rende Palace both excited. My throat couldn't help but twitch slightly.
"Good wine!"
Wang Yan couldn't help but praise.
He is also someone who has brewed spiritual wine, and he and Bu Chan would have a few drinks on weekdays.
You can still tell the quality of spiritual wine.
After hearing Wang Hao's words, the old man took a sip of wine and couldn't wait to wipe the corners of his mouth. He tried his best to open his eyes and looked at Wang Hao: "My
little brother is also a wine lover?"
"To tell you the minister, it's okay. "
Wang Ba smiled.
I can't say I like it very much, but I can still figure out some of the taste.
Immediately, he was suddenly startled, and quickly looked back, and saw the old man appearing beside him without knowing it. He put his arms around his shoulders, stuffed a wine gourd over with one hand, and said with a smile: "Haha, let's try it then
. Taste my wine!"
Wang Yan did not refuse, took the gourd, and smelled the mouth of the gourd, and suddenly there was a faint feeling of dizziness in his mind!
He quickly used his magic power to drive it away, but his dizziness only increased instead of decreasing!
Wang Hao was immediately shocked.
He had never seen spiritual wine that even magic could not dispel.
And I haven’t started drinking it yet, I just smelled it.
"My spiritual wine is quite powerful, but don't even think about using magic to dispel it."
The old man beside him said with a proud smile.
Wang Ba's heart moved, and in the Lingtai Temple, the power of the Yin God turned slightly, and the dizziness in his head suddenly eased a lot.
He immediately felt certain.
"This spiritual wine seems to have a direct effect on the soul."
However, the power of the Yinshen could not completely dispel the drunkenness in it, and Wang Yan still felt dizzy.
Even so, the old man who noticed this couldn't help but have a strange look on his drunken face.
"Good boy, that's right! Come on, take a sip."
Zhang Bao from the Rende Palace on the side knew the strength of this spiritual wine and quickly stopped him:
"Uncle Master, please don't..."
However, before he could say anything else, he But he was shocked to find that he couldn't make any sound.
Then he suddenly thought of something and looked at the old man angrily.
The old man smiled and shook his head slightly, then looked at Wang Hao.
But there was some muttering in his heart:
"Uncle? It looks a bit strange...Which senior brother has accepted another disciple? Why did you send me here?"
With support in his heart, Wang Hao followed the gourd's mouth and sipped gently Take a bite.
Unexpectedly, this wine tastes sweet and refreshing, with a hint of spiciness, but it doesn't have the slightest punch as expected.
And after drinking it, I didn’t feel dizzy at all.
But what surprised him was that the wine clearly felt extraordinary, but after drinking it, there was no improvement at all.
The slight amount of spiritual energy is not even as good as the black crystal spirit peach wine he brewed in the past.
"This..."
Wang Yan took another sip in surprise.
But the old man made a distressed voice: "Okay, okay, just have a taste..."
After saying that, he quickly took the wine gourd from Wang Hao's hand and stuffed the gourd.
Wang Yan still had some unfinished ideas.
Although it has no effect, the taste of this wine can be called the nectar of the world.
And then Zhang Bao made a voice:
"...Go to the palace master to sue you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, widened his eyes and covered his mouth.
"Oh, just sue. You tell Song Dongyang, or Zhao Huaien, you name it. See if they listen to me or you. When they stole my wine, you weren't even Yuanyang. ."
The old man put away the wine gourd without caring.
Immediately he looked at Wang Hao with a satisfied look on his face:
"You are a good boy. You dare to drink my drunkard's wine...are you here to take up a position?" "
Yes, minister."
Wang Hao nodded quickly and took out something from his sleeve. ID tag.
The old man took the identity card nonchalantly, took out a wine gourd from his sleeve, took a sip, and then chatted casually: "
Which senior brother are you a disciple of? Why do you want to come to the Spiritual Food Department? There is nothing here. Are they a group of goofing around... deacons?!"
The old man's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the identity card in his hand with some surprise. He then looked at Wang Hao and looked at it carefully, with a hint of surprise in his eyes:
"Wang Hao ...Tian Dao Foundation Building...The soul level has actually reached the golden elixir level...It's a bit interesting."
"Such a good seedling came to me. What did your master think?"
"Whose disciple are you?"
The old man couldn't help but He asked again, and immediately gave his own guess:
"Senior Brother Song? Senior Brother Hu? Or Junior Brother Dou..."
He guessed a dozen or twenty times in a row.
He spoke so fast that Wang Hao couldn't even get a word in.
Zhang Bao on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said,
"Deputy Minister He, Uncle Wang's master is Uncle Yao from Wanfa Peak."
Click!
The wine gourd in the old man's hand burst instantly, and the wine overflowed. However, the old man was completely unaware and stared at Zhang Bao tightly:
"What you just said was... Yao Wudi from Wanfa Peak?" (End of Chapter)