Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Chapter 65: The autumn wind rises

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Shen Lian stayed in the restaurant for three days and wandered around the town at the same time, and finally figured out something.

In fact, most of the people in the town are descendants of certain disciples of Qingxuan, or they have integrated into the life of the town by chance.

It is more convenient for these people to enter Qingxuan Sect, and there are also some people who can pass it.

It's probably because his qualifications or his character are a little poor, and he hasn't been able to get the true message.

Just like the young people from Jianghu aristocratic families or hermit sects in the restaurant, most of them are descendants of ordinary disciples of Qingxuan.

After Qingxuan failed in his quest, some of the ordinary disciples would go down the mountain on their own, marry a wife and have children, or pass on a legacy after living happily in the mortal world.

They are all people who have not received the true teachings, so they only know some Qigong techniques.

You can be happy when you are in the mortal world, but when the end comes, you will still be a pile of bones.

Some also acquired one or two Taoist skills, and then claimed to be half-immortals in the human world, such as Feixian Island and so on.

In fact, among these Taoist techniques, there are very few that are more bizarre than the God-Destroying Sword Sutra.

This is because the true senryu sect does not rely on these small ways.

If it were the purple-clothed girl I met that day, she would be the true legend of the Immortal Family.

Although Shen Lian has met many powerful people since he traveled through time, the one who really shocked him in the immortal world was the mysterious purple-clothed girl. I don't know what status she had in Qingxuan.

The owner of the restaurant has never shown up, but the bartender that day was very knowledgeable. Some of the information was told to him by the bartender.

Shen Lian's eyes fell on the end of the long street, where clouds and mist were lingering. One moment it felt very close, and the other moment it felt far away. It was said that it was the method of cloud ban, which isolated the immortals.

People from Qingxuan can come in and out, but outsiders can't, except under special circumstances.

In addition to the natural advantages of the people in the small town, Qingxuan only accepted ten disciples in fifty years.

Among these people, there is hope for immortality, or even none.

The path to immortality is difficult and cannot be described in one word.

But no one wanted to give up this rare opportunity.

As the day goes by, more and more new people come to the town.

Shen Lian polished his inner energy step by step, concentrated his mind, adjusted his state, and remained unchanged in response to all changes.

Because everyone knows that Qingxuan only accepts ten people, and there are even rumors that are not true or false. If the people who come to be a disciple are within ten, they are truly destined. The purpose of asking about the heart is just to identify those who do not belong to the ten. Among men, weed out.

If the remaining opponents are eliminated before the mountain gate is opened, and only ten people are left, there is a high chance of entering the mountain gate.

Even if they don’t know whether it’s true or not, someone will try it.

This is why the bartender said that day that they were all dying people.

Shen Lian didn't believe it, but some people would inevitably believe it.

The strategy of killing three people with two peaches often works because it only requires one person who is greedy for profit.

And those who are alone like Shen Lian are the first choice of those people, after all, they are easy to bully.

It's just that those who came in a group may not all be of the same mind, and they were divided into several batches, and the ten quotas were not enough for them.

Although the people who can come here are greedy for profit, they are not fools. There are more smart people, and there are fewer people who are willing to make wedding dresses for others.

Therefore, the people who take the lead in rising up are usually the common men who are willing to take risks, rather than the so-called wise men.

With the autumn wind, everything is chilled.

Shen Lian felt the sharp murderous aura in the restaurant room.

He had expected it, but now someone came to him, and it seemed that they were indeed not ordinary people.

Since he arrived, strangers have come to the town every day, but the total number of people who do not belong to the town has not increased.

Because there are not as many new arrivals as there are dead ones.

Shen Lian had access to both the Ren and Du channels. His confidence in his movements and his unfathomable depth in the eyes of others made many people fear him.

He is recognized by several top players in the restaurant, and there are even one or two who can recognize his origins.

Shen Lian was not frightened because of the wolves looking around him. Anyway, he felt that this was a kind of training.

His spirit did not grow stronger, but it softened a bit of impetuosity and became more stable.

Over the past month or so, the inner Qi has become more and more pure.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Lian is aloof and aloof.

Leaves began to fall in the courtyard, and the sound of falling leaves was followed by heavy footsteps.

It's not that the visitor can't land silently, it's just that it can create psychological pressure on Shen Lian. ,

Not one footsteps, but three.

It is said that after mastering martial arts, one can hear the origin of martial arts and the depth of a person's skills from the sound of his footsteps.

Shen Lian has little knowledge of martial arts in the world. Even if he has a keenness that is far inferior to ordinary people, he cannot correctly judge the origins of other people's martial arts.

But he knew the origin of this visitor. Even if his surname was not Xiao, he must be related to Feixian Island or Guiyun Villa.

Because their internal strength is exactly the same as Xiao Zhu's.

When Shen Lian thought of Xiao Zhu, he thought of Ye Liuyun, but Ye Liuyun didn't come.

He had a feeling that Ye Liuyun would not come to Qingxuan.

Looking at Qingxuan's recruitment of disciples this time, there may be people whose skills are similar to his or even Ye Liu's, but no one can compare with Ye Liuyun in terms of character.

Shen Lian asked himself that if he had lost his legs since childhood, he would not be able to do better than Ye Liuyun.

Difficulties and hardships have brought you success.

People often admire the flower of success for its current beauty, but at the beginning, its buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice. Shen Lian had read this from the works of the great poet Bing Xin in his previous life, but Ye Liuyun made him truly appreciate the depth of this poem.

The door opened automatically without wind, and Shen Lianyu stood in front of the steps.

His eyes looked at the three people who came, not paying attention to their appearance.

"Shen Lian returns my cousin's life." The person who spoke had a similar face to Xiao Zhu.

Then there were two rays of cold light, and while the man was talking, his two companions suddenly took action.

One of them used a scimitar, and the other used a sword similar to Tang Dynasty, with a curvature.

The scimitar is strange and difficult to guard against.

But the curved Tang Dao is more lethal, and its strikes are ruthless and extremely fast.

The blade cut through the air, and the cold breath made it almost impossible to open your eyes.

The faint glow of the sword clearly showed the profundity of the two men's skills.

Those who are less than twenty can achieve this skill not because they are geniuses, but because they have received the best cultivation guidance and many medicines to replenish their vitality, laying a solid foundation.

But this kind of person has not experienced the real test of blood and fire.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand to explore, and seemed to inadvertently reach for the sword with his bare hands.

The person who spoke first had not yet made a move because he was looking for an opportunity to wait for his two companions to force Shen Lian into a corner and then strike again.

His abacus was very good, but unfortunately things in the world did not go as he wished.

In an instant, white light flashed, and no one knew what happened.

The blade did not meet Shen Lian's flesh and blood body, but it met the blade.

Just as sharp, just as unstoppable.

What it brings is a result, that is, each is broken into two parts.

Shen Lian grasped their flaws with such ease.

Nothing in the world is flawless, whether it is Taoism or immortality.

But it's one thing to see the flaws, and it's another thing to be able to grasp them.

The vision and strength shown by Shen Lian make people fearful and timid.

He didn't kill three people, not because of weakness, kindness, or guilt for killing Xiao Zhu by mistake.

But because the three of them have already been punished.

For a cultivator, there is no more severe punishment than picking off the tendons of the hands and destroying the Dantian.

It is not easy for a person to come into the world, and Shen Lian will not take someone's life easily.

But he would not pretend to be open-minded and let the three of them off easily. After all, how can we repay kindness with kindness, so we should repay grievance with kindness.

Until the day of Chongjiu, no one came to trouble Shen Lian again.