Chapter 117 Discipline Department

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After possessing the inner elixir, Ancestor Fengtaiyuan changed his appearance in front of Xiao Qiu, with all kinds of lights and thousands of threads, disappearing and appearing like fireflies, but when he wanted to capture them, they disappeared without a trace. He saw There were many shadows floating on the ground. When I looked up, I could only see a blurry scene like a fleeting shadow. There were sounds coming from every building, including laughter, arguments, and occasionally the crackling sound of spells being cast.

Yang Qingyin was accustomed to all this. She ran from Muma Valley to Laozu Peak and then climbed more than 10,000 steps. She was a little tired and her face turned red. As soon as she reached the top of the peak, she complained to the little Taoist priest who opened the door: "I can't Send someone to pick us up? Are two Ningdan disciples worse than a few long hairs of Jintail Horse?"

The little Taoist priest seemed to be very familiar with Yang Qingyin and said with a smile: "This is a good opportunity to practice. Look at fellow Taoist Mu Xingqiu, there is nothing wrong with him."

Xiaoqiu has been practicing bone-building boxing all the time, and her physical condition is indeed better. After half a day's journey, she still doesn't feel red-faced or heart-beating. Yang Qingyin glanced at Xiaoqiu and said to the little Taoist priest disapprovingly: "If you admire him so much, why don't you go to Zhiyongsuo to practice with him?"

The little Taoist priest led the two of them to the hospital, "No, I am the biggest waste in the Pangshan Taoist tradition. I can't be accommodated in the hospital. I'd better stay here and guard the door."

At the door of the Discipline Department, the little Taoist stopped, put on a serious expression and said to Xiao Qiu: "It seems that I haven't been formally introduced yet. My name is Shen Shang, and I am the eldest son of Shen Zhun, the law enforcer of the Discipline Department, and Yang Baozhen, the return wind master of the Five Elements Department. , so you have to be careful, we are sworn enemies now."

Xiaoqiu was stunned. She had no idea that the little Taoist priest guarding the door was actually Shen Zhun's son and would openly challenge him. Before he could speak, Yang Qingyin stepped forward and slapped Shen Shang hard on the bun on his head, almost knocking off the long hairpin. "I'm not young anymore, but I still like to talk nonsense."

Shen Shang held his bun and smiled again, "Just kidding, I'll send you to the place. I'll see you when you come down the mountain." After that, he ran towards the gate along the original road.

Xiaoqiu is confused. "His real name is Shen Shang, is he Shen Zhun's eldest son?"

Yang Qingyin curled her lips disdainfully, "Yes, Shen Zhun and Yang Baozhen gave birth to ten children. He is the eldest and the least successful one. He is over a hundred years old and is still in the realm of breathing. Yang Baozhen is embarrassed to admit this. He is her son. Ever since he failed to advance in cultivation decades ago, Shen Shang has tried every means to make himself smaller. He even talks like a child. Don't believe the nonsense about revenge. Look at his happy appearance. Thank you. There is finally someone in the Shen family who is worse than him, and it is his father Shen Zhun himself. "

The nine Bairun Pills that Mu Xingqiu Ningdan took were given to her by Shen Zhun.

The act of doting turned out to be deception and exploitation, which completely wiped out Yang Qingyin's good impression of her uncle.

The Discipline Department is a square courtyard. It looks very ordinary from the outside, but when you walk in, it turns out to be a large courtyard with a large area, with twenty or thirty rooms on each side. The courtyard is like a square for inspecting the army. In the middle is a huge square tripod more than ten feet high, like a tall building rising from the ground.

Hundreds of disciples have gathered in the courtyard. The three-monthly Demon Elimination Conference is also a time for various subjects to bond with each other. The disciples who usually concentrate on practice can temporarily forget about the Taoist demeanor today and chat and laugh like ordinary friends.

Some of them are quite young. Although Taoist priests are good at improving appearance, not all of them are willing to work hard in this area. Taoist priests like Shen Shang who are dedicated to becoming younger are extremely rare.

"Everyone seems to be in the realm of inhalation." Xiaoqiu whispered, he was already able to skillfully identify everyone's Dao Fruit from the hairpin.

"Well, Taoist priests from different realms must attend the Demon Elimination Conference at staggered times. There are more than 700 Taoist priests in the inhalation realm, accounting for more than half of the Taoist priests in Pangshan. Today... there should be 500 people. Some people are executing outside the mountain. "There are people like Shen Shang who have given up on practicing a long time ago. There is no danger of becoming a demon, so there is no need to eliminate demons." Yang Qingyin explained that there were many people who knew her and greeted her warmly, but she ignored them.

"Have you given up on practicing after you have condensed the pill?" Xiao Qiu found it hard to believe. He thought that all the disciples who could enter the Ancestor Peak were passionate about cultivation, especially Taoist disciples like Shen Shang.

"Slowly you will understand that cultivation is hard work. You may feel tired at some point, suddenly lose interest, and no longer want to take a step forward. This is called collapse, and Taoist priests who cannot survive it can only stop there.

Yang Qingyin headed towards the giant cauldron. Xiaoqiu soon discovered that she received more attention than she did. Countless eyes stayed on him unabashedly, but they did not show obvious emotions like ordinary people. They Just watch.

"There are a lot of people from the Shen and Yang families here, right?"

"It's not as much as you think, only a few dozen people." Yang Qingyin said easily, not caring about the attention at all, and would even glare at some people until they lowered their gaze, "Don't worry, no one here will hate you for harming you. You, Taoism, have this advantage. All emotions are demonic obstacles that need to be cut off. Everyone must learn to forget hatred. "

"Hate is also a calamity?"

"Of course, the name is quite nice, it's called 'Happy Tribulation'."

"Happy Tribulation?" Xiaoqiu felt that this was the most untrue title.

"You've got your revenge. Are you happy? If you're too happy, you'll dance with joy. If it's more serious, you'll feel like you're floating in the air. Then your spiritual energy will leak out, your elixir will fail, and you'll die. Until then, you'll still be excited, thinking that your death is worth it - this is a good way to die."

"The teachers should talk more about these things at Yangshen Peak." Xiaoqiu only knew about the several tribulations before the condensation of the elixir, but she didn't expect that the tribulations of cultivation would come one after another.

"What? Are you all scared and afraid to practice? Besides, this kind of thing can only be left to nature. It's useless to know in advance."

Yang Qingyin pulled Xiaoqiu's arm, squeezed through the crowd unceremoniously, and came to a disciple, "Shen Ji, I've brought your enemy here. Do you want to fight?"

He succeeded in condensing the elixir more than a month ago, a few days earlier than Xiaoqiu. She nodded slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, cousin. I am not an enemy of Daoist Mu Xingqiu. He did what he should do, that's all."

Yang Qingyin pointed at Shen Ji and said to Xiao Qiu, "Look, this is what I mean. He is trying to control his hatred, afraid that it will affect his practice."

Shen Ji's eyes showed obvious anger, and it seemed that his hatred for his cousin was stronger. He snorted, turned and walked away, and never looked at Xiao Qiu again.

Yang Qingyin laughed and said loudly, "Shen Yi, I'm helping you!" Then he turned to Xiao Qiu, "He controls his hatred too much. It doesn't matter if you hate someone, as long as you don't go too far. Burying it in your heart and not venting it will make you more likely to collapse."

"I understand what you mean." Xiao Qiu said hurriedly, fearing that Yang Qingyin would continue to give examples in strange ways. They have attracted too much attention.

Someone was waving in the distance, and Xiao Qiu's eyes lit up, "I'll go say hello..." and ran away.

Shen Hao's face was still a little haggard, but he was in good spirits. He had just succeeded in condensing the pill three days ago. The Discipline Department failed to protect the students, so they felt guilty. From the chief monk down, they all provided a lot of help to Shen Hao. So he was able to try again soon after the failure of condensing the pill.

"I haven't thanked you yet." Shen Hao smiled. His slender eyes were always arrogant, but now they looked very peaceful.

"Don't be too polite. I can't stand it." Xiao Qiu shrugged, feeling that he was increasingly influenced by Yang Qingyin, and liked the Shen Hao who always competed with him in the past.

"Haha." Shen Hao laughed happily and took out a copper coin, "I'm willing to accept the loss, it belongs to you."

The two once bet on who could condense the pill first, and the bet was the copper coin left by Li Yuechi.

Xiaoqiu hesitated for a moment, then took the copper coin, "I won this time, let's bet again."

"Okay, what's the bet?" Shen Hao suddenly became interested, "To be honest, I'm not convinced that I lost this time."

"The breathing realm is divided into seven levels. After the third level, you can forge your own main magic weapon. Let's see who can reach the third level first."

"Okay! If I win, you return the copper coin to me; if I lose..." Shen Hao just remembered that his copper coin had been in Xiaoqiu's hand, "Well, if I lose, I owe you a favor. I will do whatever you ask me to do, even if it means jumping directly from the Old Ancestor Peak, I will never say no."

The copper coin is just a symbolic thing. Shen Hao hopes to repay Xiaoqiu's life-saving grace through this bet. Although he will not die if he is possessed by a demon, Shen Hao would rather die than become demented.

"That's it." Xiaoqiu put away the copper coin.

Under the giant tripod, a Taoist priest summoned the disciples to take their positions. The Demon Elimination Conference was about to begin. Xiaoqiu said goodbye. He and Yang Qingyin were now disciples of Zhiyong Institute and had a separate position.

"Brother Xiaoqiu." Shen Hao shook his fist from a distance, "Let's work hard together!"

Xiaoqiu also shook his fist and returned to Yang Qingyin.

"That kid looks hypocritical." Yang Qingyin has always had a bad impression of Shen Hao, "You saved him at the beginning."

"He and I are friends." Xiaoqiu said easily. Shen Hao was sometimes capricious, but he was still one of his best friends.

"You have very low requirements for friends."

"I don't have any requirements for friends. w.ansh.com "

Yang Qingyin pouted his lower lip disdainfully, with a look of contempt on his face, and whispered: "So you are also a hypocritical guy."

Among the ten departments of Pangshan, Zhiyong Institute does not belong to any department. Since Yang Qingyin came to Zhiyong Institute, he has been alone in the Demon Elimination Conference. This time, he finally has a companion.

Eleven teams stood around the giant tripod, with varying numbers of people. There were only two people from Zhiyong, and there were not many people from the Forbidden Secrets Department, only three. Fangfang was not among them. She had not yet condensed her Qi into a pill, so she did not have to participate in the Demon Elimination Conference.

Seven law enforcement masters from the Discipline Department stood on the edge of the giant tripod, and the chief Yang Xi stood in the center under the tripod. Without a chief law enforcement master, he personally presided over the conference.

The sound of chanting sutras sounded, and no one among the disciples spoke. Even Yang Qingyin bowed her head slightly, showing the awe she should have.

In this solemn situation, the Taoist priest who ran in from outside was particularly eye-catching.

Lin Sa saluted to the chief Yang Xi from a distance and said, "The Grand Master has ordered that the disciple Mu Xingqiu does not need to participate in the Demon Elimination Conference today. Come with me to the Forbidden Secrets Department." (To be continued