Chapter 821: The Former Site of Shenxuan

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Chapter 821: The Former Site of Shenxuan

"No, we still have to get permission from Master Uncle and the others." Wei Suo snorted coldly in his heart, but his expression was still loyal and dull

"You don't know good or bad, you have to understand that inner disciples can dispatch ordinary disciples from all peaks to do things at will." The sweet-looking female cultivator glanced at Wei Suo and said coldly

Wei Suo knew what the female cultivator meant, that the suave young monk beside her was likely to become an inner disciple, but he still pretended not to understand, "You three are inner disciples. Is that right? You are obviously ordinary disciples like us."

"Go away!" The young monk with the birthmark on his brow couldn't help it, he stepped in front of Wei Suo, trying to push Wei Suo aside

"Huh!" At the same time, the suave young monk next to the female cultivator sneered, ignored it, and shot a cyan aura towards a bungalow on the right, while the female cultivator released a burst of true energy , wanting to roll out the pieces of residual wood from the previously collapsed rubble

"What do you want to do? Do something against your fellow disciples, but you'll have to face the wall for three years." Wei Suo hid aside, and at the same time shot a yellow light, smashing the young monk's blue aura to pieces.

"You dare to stop me?" The suave young monk didn't expect that Wei Suo would dare to directly block his spellcasting, and a shocking chill appeared in his eyes, "If you want to stay in the merit sect, get out of here!"

"Who is arguing here, move?"

At this moment, an old voice came, and an old man in blue clothes with a yellow head walked slowly with a black wooden staff

"Uncle Li" Wei Suo, Mo Wei, and the dark-skinned Daying Peak disciple immediately saluted the old man in blue. The old man in blue was named Li Tianjing, and he was Daying Peak's elders

"What's going on?" Seeing that there were three disciples of Dayu Peak, the old man in blue clothes holding a black wooden stick was also a little surprised, and immediately asked

"We're looking for some ancient thorn trees to enter the yao. There may be ancient thorn trees of the same age here, so we came to look for them." The suave young monk said with a deadpan expression, showing no respect to the elders at all.

"Uncle Li, they are going to demolish all the residences here and look for the ancient thorn fruit tree." Wei Suo said honestly, "I said that this must be approved by all the uncles, so there was a dispute."

"Bold! You disciples of Dayu Peak actually came to our Daying Peak to demolish our residence at Daying Peak. This is too much! Get out of this valley quickly, I won't hold it accountable!" The old man in blue said,

Immediately he flew into a rage, his withered and yellow head trembling

"These ancient thorny fruit trees are what Senior Brother Zhou Ling wants." The suave young monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the old man in blue, "In that case, I will ask Senior Brother Zhou Ling to ask for it in person."

"He wanted it?" The old man in blue surnamed Li's complexion changed drastically, as if he was extremely afraid

"It's just a few shabby houses, it doesn't seem worth offending Senior Brother Zhou Ling for such a shabby house." A smug look appeared on the face of the young monk

"Who is Senior Brother Zhou Ling?" At this moment, a loyal and honest voice came out, but it was Wei Suo who suddenly asked

"It's their disciple who went out from Dayu Peak. He has been accepted as a true disciple by Elder Zhao Taishang. He is already at the fifth level of mind-sharing. He is very likely to advance to Jindan... This person is narrow-minded, and he will suffer revenge if he offends him. It's not easy to mess with." The old man in blue immediately transmitted his voice into Wei Suo's ears, his voice full of helplessness

"Someone is coming again..." Wei Suo's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and his consciousness swept over him, and another old man entered the valley

"It's Uncle Qian," Mo Wei said softly

What came was an old man wearing a gray cassock. This old man had a crooked body, all his teeth had fallen out, his face was full of age spots, his eyes were dim, and he had less than ten years of life left at most. The people who besieged and killed Wei Suo last time were like some old antiques. They were really dying, but this old man only had the cultivation base of the fifth level peak. Obviously, his aptitude and chance were the same. After reaching the peak, many functions have declined, and it is seldom sure to succeed in attacking the golden elixir, so it stays in the great surplus peak of the fifth-level peak cultivation base. There are as many as five or six people, but this old man is the oldest among them, and he doesn't do anything at ordinary times. He just looks at a pond in Xiaocang Valley where he lives, and usually walks around the mountain.

"If Zhou Ling came to ask for it in person, we might sell his face and search carefully to see if there is an ancient thorn fruit tree. But you three want to demolish our residence in Daying Peak, it is too arrogant." The gray-clothed After the old man heard the sound transmission from the old man surnamed Li, he was very tough, and directly expelled the three suave young monks, "Leave Daying Peak immediately, and if there is another crime next time, I will not be polite to you."

"You don't even give senior brother Zhou Ling face?" The young monk was very surprised, and he didn't expect such a tough attitude from the old man surnamed Qian.

"People give me face, I will naturally give him back. People don't give me face, why should I give him face? I am already old and dying. I have nothing to ask for. It's terrible..." The old man in gray clothes surnamed Qian waved He waved his hand and said very calmly

"Okay, very good!" The suave young monk gave the old man in gray surnamed Qian and Wei Suo a hard look, then turned around and left

"My Daying Peak has been dying of talent for hundreds of years, and even such a disciple dares to go wild in our Daying Peak..." After the three of them left Xiaoling Valley, the dying old man surnamed Qian let out a faint and helpless voice sigh

Mo Wei, the blue-clothed old man surnamed Li, and the others felt sorry for each other, and were speechless for a while.

"There is a smell of spell fighting here. Who of you stopped them from casting spells?" The old man surnamed Qian shook his head, and suddenly looked at Wei Suo, Mo Wei, and another dark-skinned Daying Peak disciple, and asked

"It's me," Wei Suo replied honestly.

"Very good, you are the Ma Teng who obtained the qualification to listen to Zen music at Daying Peak this time. You have done a good job in this matter." The cloudy eyes of the old man surnamed Qian were full of praise, "This Bailu Dan I'll give it to you." The old man surnamed Qian pointed a white pill bottle in front of Wei Suo

"Thank you, Master Qian." Wei Suo accepted the pill bottle honestly, and thanked the aura contained in this Bailu pill is also very good, which is equivalent to the spirit pill refined by a fifth-level high-level demon pill. It is already a very good thing for the following monks, but it is not a particularly good thing for the current Wei Suo

"Simple and unpretentious, without sadness or joy, temperament is a piece of jade in the rough, but it's a pity..." The old man surnamed Qian looked at Wei Suo and let out a soft sigh

Although he didn't finish his words, Wei Suo knew in his heart that his pity must be that his "Ma Teng" has low aptitude and slow cultivation speed

"The hilltop where Shenxuan Da Neng once came out, but it is so in decline...The place where Shen Xuan Da Neng lived here, unexpectedly, that kind of disciples come directly to do their best." The old man surnamed Qian gave Wei Suo a hundred 1u After Dan, he sighed again and wanted to leave

"Master" Wei Suo was startled, and immediately asked, "The great master Shenxuan from Daying Peak lived in Xiaoling Valley before?"

"That's right, our master at that time had high hopes for our group of disciples, and let us build our residence in Xiaoling Valley, hoping to gain some luck from the seniors, but it's a pity that our group of people let him down ...Even Junior Brother Zhong, who has obtained the qualification to listen to Zen music like you, did not have a great chance." The old man surnamed Qian shook his head and said

"Uncle Qian, I want to see the residence of that Uncle Zhong, and I also want to see the place where Shenxuan Da Neng, who came out of Daying Peak, lived. Can you take me there?" This old man surnamed Qian knew a lot of old things that were not recorded in the ancient books of Daying Peak. This made Wei Suo's heart skip a beat, and he followed him alone, making such a request to the old man.

"Which places do you want to see?" The old man surnamed Qian was a little surprised, but agreed, "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

"This is the residence of the monk surnamed Zhong?"

The old man surnamed Qian first took Wei Suo to a small courtyard. Most of the small courtyard had been destroyed, and the walls on both sides had collapsed. Only the innermost big house was still mostly intact. vine

"He fell before we left here. His residence has been left unattended for a long time, so it has become like this." The old man surnamed Qian shook his head and said, "There are only a few of our disciples left."

The old man surnamed Qian looked around, reminiscing about the past, while Wei Suo was walking carefully all the way, his mind constantly sweeping, carefully checking every tiny corner

"I wish I couldn't realize it..." Wei Suo's eyes jumped violently, and he found a scratch on a stone wall under the moss next to the couch, but to his disappointment, there were only these four words, Full of desperation, he carefully searched the entire house. The monk who got the scriptures but could not understand did not leave anything else behind.

"This is the former residence of our Daying Peak Shenxuan Daneng?" The old man surnamed Qian led Wei Suo to a simple stone room. This stone room was hewn on a cliff on the east side of Xiaoling Valley, only a few feet in radius. , extremely simple, there is only a round big stone inside, the top is very smooth, it should be someone who has been meditating on it for a long time, so it has been polished like this

"This is the place where Da Neng of our Daying Peak used to practice. At that time, Xiaoling Valley was still a wasteland, and he was the only one who practiced hard here." The old man surnamed Qian nodded, "My junior brother surnamed Zhong also meditated here for a while After practicing, we also said that he got luck here, so he was qualified to listen to Zen music, but later he got nothing and died in depression, so we have no one to imitate him and come here to meditate.”

"The monk surnamed Zhong also meditated here for a while?" Wei Suo's brows twitched imperceptibly.

This stone room has no words or patterns left, and it is extremely simple, but for some reason, after he entered, he always felt that this stone room gave him a strange feeling. come out

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