Qianyuan Continent, Great Yanzhou, Zhenxian Sect.
In the majestic meeting hall, six old men were sitting, the one in the middle frowned and his face was solemn.
"Three months ago, the sect master, the great elder and others went to Biluohai to look for opportunities, but there was no news. Just this morning, all the jade tablets containing their souls were broken in Yunxian Hall!"
Ninth Elder Wu Yuan.
In the past, at a gathering of this level, it was not his turn to speak at all, but at this time, he was the only one with the highest status and the strongest strength in the entire sect.
"The broken jade tablet means that the cultivator's soul is scattered and he is completely dead..." Everyone's face turned pale.
"Although Zhenxian Sect is one of the top ten sects in Yanzhou, it is ranked at the bottom. If something like this happens to the sect leader and many elders, the first-class sect will not be able to survive. It may fall into crisis due to the decline in strength, and even lead to the annihilation of the sect."
Elder Wu Yuan said with a heavy heart: "I came here to ask you all to come up with a good way to tide over the difficulties together."
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon for the weak to prey on the strong. Without high-end combat power, they are swallowed up by other forces.
"There are many sects going to Biluo Sea this time. Even if the news of the death of the sect leader and others is concealed, it will definitely spread... However, it will take some time for it to fully ferment. We can make preparations in advance. The top priority is to stabilize people's hearts. , to prevent the sect from unrest!"
"To fight against foreign aggression, we must first pacify the domestic situation... It is easier said than done! Unless we can find a powerful or extremely senior person to take over the position of the sect leader, or who among us can break through, it will be difficult to stop it. This panic."
"If it were so easy to break through, the sect master and the others wouldn't take risks..."
Everyone was silent.
"It is difficult to break through. As for finding an outsider to be the leader of the clan, it will be impossible to convince the public and it will bring even greater trouble. In this case...can we ask my junior uncle to come out?"
Tenth Elder Yuan Buyi said suddenly.
Everyone was stunned at the same time: "You mean, Junior Uncle Su Yin?"
Ten years ago, at the annual disciple selection meeting, an 8-year-old child named Su Yin was born. He had an innate Taoist body and fairy blood... In order to get this genius, the master personally took action and worked with several other major sects. The clan leaders of the sect are fighting over each other.
After a bloody battle, although the master won, he was seriously injured, and due to his advanced age, he passed away soon after.
This child's talent was so strong that even the master did not dare to accept him as a disciple, so he had to accept a disciple on his behalf. As a result, he became their youngest uncle and the most senior person in Zhenxian Sect.
"When the young uncle entered the sect, he was arranged by the master to go to the forbidden area in the back mountain. He has never come out. Even if the innate Taoist body has only been practicing for ten years, his strength is estimated to be limited. Let him come out... I'm afraid it won't have much effect! "
"Countless sects are competing for geniuses, and with the highest seniority, it should be possible..."
"Besides him, is there anyone else who is more suitable?"
"there is none left… "
"In that case, let's ask him to come out. However, there are some things that need to be explained in advance."
After discussing for a while, Elder Wu Yuan made a decision and said: "Under the current situation, no matter how strong the young master is, we must all agree that his cultivation is extraordinary and has reached the level of a grandmaster! Only in this way can other people be ready to take action. The sect is fearful and all the disciples feel at ease."
Cultivation is divided into nine realms: gathering breath, casting Yuan, getting rid of dust, transforming into mortals, shrine, grandmaster, inheritance, eternity, and virtual immortal, with nine small levels in each level.
Only by reaching the sixth level of master realm can one be qualified to control a first-class sect, establish a sect, and be respected by thousands of people!
The recently deceased sect leader and their master had both reached this level of strength.
And most of them are in the third and fourth levels of the shrine.
This young master uncle has been in the back mountain. Even they don't know his strength, let alone the outside world. In this case... it's better to just say that he is a peerless master.
"It's easy for us to quietly spread the news and create momentum, but what about the junior uncle? We must meet with others, and I'm afraid that he will be cheated!"
Elder Yuan Buyi frowned.
"I have a piece of [Firefly Silkworm Clothes] here. Once put on, it can cover up the cultivation and aura, making it difficult for even the strongest masters to detect it. Put it on for the young uncle, and tell him in advance that he should pretend to be an expert. No. When it comes to life and death, you must not take action... It should be difficult to detect in a short period of time."
Elder Wu Yuan said.
"That's all!"
Although it's not good to lie to people, the current situation of the sect means there is no other way.
"Since we have the same idea, let's ask him to come out now!"
Seeing that no one had any objections, Elder Wu Yuan said no more and said hello. Two disciples in their twenties walked in. After hearing the instructions, they immediately hurried towards the back mountain.
…
The back mountain of Zhenxian Sect.
It is a forbidden place, but it is better said to be the cemetery of ancestors of past generations. There are tombs and tombstones everywhere.
Painting sage Wu Daoxian, chess sage Huang Longtian, calligraphy sage Wang Qiancheng, piano sage Li Wannian...
The tombstones record one big person after another. Of course, they are just written in this way. I don’t know whether they are true or not.
"You have completed the assessment of 36 ancient saints, including the Qin Saint, the Chess Saint, the Book Saint, the Food Saint, and the Agriculture Saint. You have also passed the last one perfectly. From now on, you are free!"
In a small thatched house in the corner of the forbidden area, an old man looked at the young man in front of him and smiled.
"Passed?" His eyes were red, and the young man couldn't believe it: "Then can I practice?"
This is none other than the Junior Master Uncle everyone calls Su Yin!
Ten years, exactly ten years!
Everyone in Zhenxian Sect thought that he was practicing hard, but he was the only one who knew that he had not touched any skills at all, and every day he opened his eyes he was learning all kinds of things...
Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, blacksmithing, cooking, sculpture...
Each one is taught and guarded by a residual soul. Only after passing the assessment can one leave...
Do you know how I spent these ten years
If you had worked so hard for the college entrance examination, you would have gone to Mizuki a long time ago...
Yes, Su Yin is a time traveler. He traveled to this world ten years ago and became an eight-year-old super genius with an innate Taoist body and fairy blood!
I thought I could learn the cultivation techniques and become famous all over the world in one fell swoop... I never expected that what I was learning was not the cultivation techniques, but the mortal skills of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting!
There are also chores such as chopping firewood, growing flowers, and feeding pigs.
After traveling to a world where cultivation is possible, who doesn’t want to rise to prominence, be invincible in the world, and live forever
When it's the best time to practice, being locked up here and learning these things... the more I think about it, the more heartbroken I feel.
"You can practice, but our practice is not suitable for you." Cannian said calmly.
With a speechless face, Su Yin was about to speak when a loud voice came into his ears.
"The seventy-ninth generation disciples of Zhenxian Sect, Chen Yu and Zhao Ruoxu, respectfully invite our uncle to come out!"
Tears streaming down my face.
Finally remembered me!
Ten years ago, when the "senior brother" took over as a disciple, he made him swear an oath that he would not leave even half a step until he learned everything, so he was trapped here, like a prison.
At this moment, I can finally leave.
I want to see what the sect looks like, learn the real cultivation techniques, and soar to the sky!
Full of excitement, Su Yin said goodbye to many lingering thoughts.
Although it feels like this is a prison, after ten years have passed, I still feel a little reluctant to let go.
After receiving the storage ring for the wood carvings, puppets, calligraphy and painting, and flowers and plants planted for study, he closed the thatched house and came to a small courtyard surrounded by a fence.
"Ang woo! Aung woo! Aung woo!"
As soon as they entered it, a donkey brayed, and then a turtle raised its head very slowly.
"Hungry… "
Then, a parrot flew up and spoke.
When he first came in, the sect sent people to bring him food and drinks. Later, he learned the skills of the Farmer Saint and became self-sufficient, so there was no contact with him.
The donkeys were brought to us by our "senior brother" for farming when we first started farming. The tortoises and parrots were captured by the master's nephew for training after learning the skills of raising birds and taming animals.
Later, even though they passed the test, they got along with each other and developed feelings for each other. In addition, they were ordinary animals and they would definitely be caught and eaten if they were released. After thinking about it, they stayed and kept them for many years.
"I don't know what it's like outside. I'll pick you up after you've settled in." Seeing them full of expectation, Su Yin said with a smile.
I arrived here as soon as I was reborn. I have never been to a sect and I don’t know the rules. I’m afraid there’s something wrong with bringing donkeys, turtles, parrots, etc. there rashly.
After everything was dealt with, Su Yin walked out of the forbidden area.
Just as he left, the many lingering memories under the tomb resurfaced again, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
"As expected of the innate Taoist body, even in the immortal world, it is rare to see it in thousands of years!"
"With any of our saintly skills, we can shock the world and make countless people crazy in the immortal world. But he can learn them all by himself. It is simply incredible!"
"It's a pity that he didn't teach him how to practice. Otherwise, this kind of talent would definitely not be weak!"
"In this lower realm with turbid spiritual energy, directly teaching the cultivation methods of the immortal world will not only do no good, but will harm him. What's more, 36 kinds of holy ways are integrated into one body, which is unprecedented, and we have no suitable method."
"That's true. However, every professional who becomes a saint will receive gifts from the immortal world. For 36 consecutive times, even if he has not practiced, his immortal body is almost complete! In addition, by integrating the holy way, you can have a photographic memory of everything you learn. As long as you start practicing, you will definitely make rapid progress."
Thoughts kept flashing.
No one knew that the names and honorifics carved on these tombstones were all real. The Suppressing Immortal Sect was not suppressing the immortals, but the tombs of the immortals!
Buried in the tomb is a group of saints who reached the pinnacle of a certain skill but died for unknown reasons!
I don't know about their exchanges. In the past ten years, Su Yin and these remnant souls have never talked about anything except technical content. They know nothing about the so-called immortal world and Qianyuan Continent.
He also didn't know that what he was learning was not punishment, but also a kind of practice, which was amazing even in the fairy world.
He didn't know anything. At this moment, he was standing outside the forbidden area, watching the colorful clouds rolling in the sky, dumbfounded.
Not only him, but also Chen Yu and Zhao Ruoxu who came to greet him looked confused.
The sky was clear just now, why did the sky suddenly change
Countless colorful clouds gathered together, and under the sunlight, thousands of auspicious colors and thousands of rays of light gradually formed a big character - "Holy"!
It's like welcoming a saint out of seclusion.
(End of chapter)