In spring, when flowers bloom, Lingjian Mountain once again regains its former popularity—even though this withered sect has no popularity in the past.
However, after practicing for a year, without those dozens of active qi training practitioners, the mountain was indeed much deserted. Except for the disciples who established the foundation and the illusory alchemy realm, there were not many people stationed at the mountain gate all the year round. Not to mention the wandering elders all day long, the disciples at the Golden Core realm couldn't stay idle, they were always running around, and Lingjian Mountain seemed to have been wiped out for a year. Now that the newcomers are cheering and returning to the mountain, there is only a bit of popularity in the mountain.
After returning from practice, the sect took a few days off in a humane way. On the one hand, it was for the disciples to recuperate, recover from the experience in the world of mortals, and prepare for the next practice; The content will determine how to teach students in accordance with their aptitude in the next step.
Reviewing the report is quite troublesome work, but the reviewing elders are all full of Nascent Soul, with nine colors flowing, and almost have the ability to transform gods—not only the mind turns as fast as lightning, but also can be distracted for nine purposes, which is very mysterious—— But it is also a very mind-consuming task to read through dozens of reports carefully, and even more importantly, to use these words as the basis to outline the author's experience in the past year and analyze the gains and losses in detail.
In the past few days, Liu Xian and Fang He, the main elders who reviewed the report, were exhausted physically and mentally.
Of course, the dozens of reports in the area are not enough to kill the two elders at the peak of Nascent Soul. Although they will be busy, they will not be exhausted. There are other reasons for the real mental and physical exhaustion.
"...Brother, forgive me for my incompetence. I can't bear to read this report anymore. I'd better leave it to the senior brother in charge. If I read on, I'm afraid I won't be in a stable mood."
"Hey, what are you talking about? I was bored after reading that report. It's a pity that the child Zhu Qin put so much effort into making a wedding dress for someone who could have called it a fine article."
"After all, it's hard work. It should be a high-quality product. It should be a high-quality product. I didn't expect these children to write any profound truths. It is not easy for Zhu Qin to have such insights and ideas. After all..." Fang He paused, a little helplessly Said, "We can't use him to compare with Wang Lu after all."
Speaking of this, Fang He didn't want to continue, so he changed the subject: "Brother, I don't know where Liuli's report is, I don't seem to have seen it..."
Liu Xian also shook his head: "It's still in the hands of his master. Even though Junior Brother Zhou went out to travel and handed over Little Liuli to me to guide him before going down the mountain, she is a disciple of Tongming Peak after all, and the core skill is also Junior Brother Zhou's Jianxin Tongming. , Junior Brother Zhou naturally saw the report first."
It's quite a pity to say it. A year ago, because his younger brother was traveling abroad, he taught Liuli for a month on his behalf. He loved Liuli's childlike innocence and amazing talent and understanding, and regarded it as his own. Trick that child into inheriting the mantle... It's a pity that the true biography of the sect is not a holiday gift box after all, and can be exchanged at will. Liu Xian can only feel that he has never encountered such a good talent and beautiful jade. **When a true disciple comes out, if he wants to inherit the mantle of Misty Peak in the future, he must first step down from the position of elder.
Liu Xian and Fang He were talking, when they saw a flash of sword light in front of the door, the sword light was crystal clear, it was Zhou Ming, the fourth junior brother, the fourth elder's expression was one-third helpless and seven-point depressed, Liu Xian was delighted when he saw it: "Could it be Did little Liuli make you angry again?"
Zhou Ming snorted angrily.
Fang He said: "I don't know if the younger brother brought the report with Liuli? It is said that it should be submitted to the head of the sect together tomorrow. Before that, the second senior brother and I have to review it."
As a result, as soon as the words came out, Fang He felt that something was wrong, because the fourth junior brother's face suddenly became gloomy, and it took a long time before he heard him ask softly: "Senior brother, really want to see?"
At this point, Fang He certainly didn't want to think about it, but Zhou Ming had already thrown a report over with a sigh. Fang He opened it curiously, and his eyes immediately went dark.
Nothing to say, full of glass style.
"The first day of experience: I ate barbecue today, it was delicious."
"Thirteenth day of experience: I ate grilled fish today, it was delicious."
"The seventy-second day of experience: I ate spring rolls with crab meat today, it was delicious."
"Day 73: I saw a beautiful dress today, but I have no money to buy it, and the store refused to give it to me. What should I do?"
"Day 74: I ate grilled corn today, it was delicious."
"One hundred and twenty first: I didn't eat today, I'm so hungry"
"Day 306: Today I met twelve strange people who asked me to make cauldrons for them. I wanted to ask them if they had any good food for me, but I remembered that Master said that they must not give I had no choice but to refuse. They wanted to arrest me again, so I beat them with a sword according to my master's instructions. They were very powerful, but I was even stronger. They still failed to defeat me in the end. Later, several people were beaten I had to spit out blood pills, it looked delicious, but the master said that I can’t eat things I don’t know, so I had to give up.”
"Day 312: I ate rice cakes today, they are delicious."
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It took Fang He a while to close the report, and after a long while, he said, "There is no lack of childishness."
Zhou Ming was not so polite. He slapped the table angrily and said, "He is seventeen or eighteen years old. He has been practicing in the mountains for more than ten years, and he is still childish!? Before going down the mountain, he reminded her to write the report carefully, and the specific requirements were emphasized at least ten times. Once, I showed her the model essay, and after returning to the mountain, she gave me such a food diary!? It's going to make me mad!"
At this time, also to comfort Zhou Ming, and to complain together, Liu Xian also threw a report over with a sad face: "Master, why don't you read this report to ease your mood."
Zhou Ming took the report, closed his eyes, and finished reviewing the report, but remained silent for a long time, unable to speak.
"This report... I'd better submit it to the head of the sect, I really can't judge." After finishing speaking, he laughed again, "It's a good thing that the fifth junior sister took him in at the beginning, and no one can teach such an apprentice except her."
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Three days later, at the top of Xingchen Peak, the master Fengyin held a report in his hand, and smiled wryly.
"Hey, it's not worrying to compete with each other of the true biography of the Spirit Sword School. This Liuli... is really no wonder why the younger brother is so anxious. Even though the sword heart is clear and clear, it needs to be clear, but at this point, how will it be independent in the future?"
But he heard a dismissive voice beside him.
"Cut, why do women want to be independent? Find a local tyrant to take care of them, and in the future, they will be prosperous and rich forever."
Feng Yin turned his head: "Then why don't you look for it?"
The woman was very indifferent: "Brother, please take care of me."
"You can pay back the money you owe me first." Feng Yin blocked it lightly, and said, "The people from Shengjing Xianmen came a few days ago, do you know?"
"The one riding the donkey? He's quite capable. What's he doing here?"
"What else can you do? Naturally, it's the disaster caused by your precious apprentice."
The woman shrugged her shoulders: "Tch, the Ten Thousand Immortals have recognized it, what's his opinion?"
"Nonsense, don't you know how your apprentice was recognized by the Ten Thousand Immortals? If it weren't for the sake of my Spirit Sword Sect, he wouldn't be able to give away the two million spirit stones! Now people can only think of me The Spirit Sword Sect instigated behind the scenes, so they didn't make any big moves, even turning a blind eye to the Qianyuan Burning Blood Art and other things. But don't forget that more than a year ago, it was also because of the Qianyuan Burning Blood Art that you caused Shengjing Xianmen to fail. Face, now that the Spirit Sword Sect has come to repeat their old tricks, what do you make Shengjing think?"
The woman naturally didn't bother to think: "In short, is he here to find fault?"
Feng Yin said: "It doesn't count to find fault, after all, even if my Spirit Sword Sect insists on suppressing this matter, he has nothing to say. What Shengjing Xianmen did in Zhongzhou is no better than your apprentice's wisdom teaching Where to go, it is true that there is no Qianyuan Burning Blood Kungfu that hurts the harmony of nature, but it is an indisputable fact that it can amass the wealth of hundreds of millions of people and enrich many immortal monks. And Wang Lu's wisdom teaching is at least Looking at it now, there is not much corruption. It is an open secret that Xiuxian sect oppresses the mortal world, and there is nothing to blame. If he provokes this matter, not only will he make Shengjing Xianmen look bad, but the entire Cangxi The Ten Thousand Immortals League system in the state will be implicated, and the gains outweigh the losses."
"Then why are you still asking this question?"
Feng Yin smiled: "There is always such a principle in the world: where there is oppression, there will be resistance. The Cultivation sect oppresses the mortal world, and mortal resistance exists all the time, but it has not been able to break this order for thousands of years. ... After all, those of us cultivating immortals are better at killing people. But the backlash from below is not just from the mortal world itself, just take a look at this report."
The woman took the report from her senior brother, flipped through it page by page, and took a while to browse through it, then said with a smile: "There is a ghostwriter."
"...it's Zhu Qin's child. He is the prince of a country. It's not surprising to invite some literati ministers to catch the sword. The key is that the content is really interesting."
The woman put the report aside: "What's the point? It's just the rape of the raped. It's a cliché. It's just another way of saying it, and it's a little more euphemistic."
Feng Yin said: "The report itself is not surprising, but you can read it in conjunction with this article?"
As he spoke, he fetched a jade slip and threw it over. The woman was taken aback when she received it: "Materials for the meeting of the Ten Thousand Immortals League? This... This is a proposal made by the mortal world on behalf of the Qin State of Zhongzhou? Asking to strengthen the supervision and guidance of the mortal government by the cultivator world? Interesting, it coincides with each other."
Feng Yin sneered and said: "What coincidence? This kind of proposal is raised almost every time in the meeting, and every time there will be instructions from the leader, but the bullshit can't be carried out. It's just a routine slogan. There are Shengjing Xianmen. There is a precedent, no one dares to propose a thorough investigation of the interference of the cultivating world in the mortal world at the Ten Thousand Immortals League meeting. But in the past few years, more and more people have proposed, after all, this momentum is getting more and more serious. Even our Spirit Sword Sect has encountered this kind of thing. Although the Shengjing Xianmen is in full swing, their pressure is also a hundred times that of us. "
The woman blinked: "So, the Taoist riding a donkey came to show sympathy?"
"It's not about sympathizing with each other. Kong Zhang came to visit more in his personal capacity. On the sidelines, he seemed to be asking for advice."
"Ask a plan? What plan?"
"The man kept his words secret, and refused to speak clearly. I thought he was mentally ill at first, but after he left for a few days, I got the report, and I understood what he wanted to ask. Oh, heh, the Son of Destiny, well-deserved reputation."
Feng Yin sighed, and opened the report that had been read the most times in his hand.
"Serving the People"