Chapter 28 Secret Disciple

Han Yuan closed his eyes tightly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Eight spiritual texts shone brightly and intertwined with each other.

A large amount of inherited knowledge was passed into his soul, forming a spiritual text imprint. This kind of inheritance, similar to initiation, could only be used by himself in the early stage, because he only knew the result but not the reason.

The benefit of obtaining spiritual texts through the ancient stone wall of spiritual texts is that you can still use spiritual texts without understanding the mystery of spiritual texts.

And the eight spiritual texts he obtained have reached the third level of perception, that is, the mastery level.

"Spiritual texts can be used for enlightenment, cultivation, spellcasting, writing, etc., and have a wide range of uses, just like formations and inscriptions. They are very flexible and can even be used to refine tools, make pills, make talismans, etc."

Han Yuan sighed in his heart.

The spiritual text is so magical, but it is the most lonely among all the peaks. The reason is that the spiritual text is too difficult to comprehend. Every stroke contains the truth of heaven and earth, and the requirements for entry are exaggerated!

The first level can be called a spiritual text apprentice, the second level can be called a spiritual text master, and the third level can be called a spiritual text master, which is enough for the Jindan level. This only refers to a single spiritual text.

Not to mention that Han Yuansheng has obtained eight spiritual texts!

So those foundation-building elders were shocked and lost their composure. This situation completely overturned their three views.

Just as they were discussing.

A purple-haired old man appeared out of thin air in front of the ancient stone wall of spiritual text. As soon as he appeared, the powerful aura instantly made everyone breathe rapidly.

When the head of the sect saw this person, his face changed, and he immediately bowed and said: "Meet the Purple Cloud Ancestor!"

The other foundation-building elders woke up from their dreams and saluted one after another.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

The purple-haired old man nodded to Feng Jianming: "You don't have to report anymore. I know everything. All of you present need to accept my memory modification. Are you willing to accept it?"

"Disciple is willing!"

Everyone said in unison.

The highest-ranking Yuanying ancestor of the Earth God Sect has come forward. How dare they refuse?

Although the foundation-building elders are of high status, they are not even children in front of the Yuanying ancestors.

After Han Yuan sorted out the inheritance, he opened his eyes.

Then he saw a familiar purple-haired old man three meters in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

Han Yuan was startled and quickly stood up and saluted, saying: "Disciple greets the elder!"

He glanced behind him and found that the head of the sect was standing aside with his head down, not daring to say a word, so he knew that this was indeed the big boss of the sect.

He knew that the old men sitting in the Sutra Library were all of extraordinary status!

"Haha, Han Yuan, you are very good. My name is Ziyun. I think you have guessed my identity. I want to make you a secret disciple of the sect. Are you willing?"

"Secret disciple?" Han Yuan was stunned. What level is this?

"Secret disciples are the true disciples of the sect, representing the hope of breaking through the Nascent Soul stage and being qualified to access the sect's inheritance. Once the sect is at risk of being lost, secret disciples will become the seeds of the sect's resurgence, and their true status is higher than that of the sect leader." The purple wood elder explained.

"Hiss! The sect actually has secret disciples?"

"Higher than the status of the sect leader?"

Many foundation-building elders were shocked. They only then knew that the sect had such a foundation, and they were not qualified to know it before.

Although they know this now, their memories will be modified later, and they will still not know it in the future, which is very helpless.

Liu Xinghe hid behind, and was also amazed in his heart. He had never heard of such a genius, but he was worried about one thing. Once his memory was erased, would he offend Han Yuan again in the future? If he really offended him, it would be really... sour.

Han Yuan didn't think much about it and nodded: "Disciple is willing!"

The purple-haired old man nodded with satisfaction: "Every secret disciple of the sect needs to hide his identity, and even the secret disciples don't know who else is a secret disciple. You only need to contact me separately in the future! I will give you a practice task, and I will give you a reward after you complete it. This is the way for secret disciples to obtain resources. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Han Yuan bowed.

"Your situation is different from that of a normal secret disciple. You appeared in the middle. Once the change is too big, it is easy to arouse suspicion from the outside sect, so you still need to appear in front of everyone, but you are not suitable for too much attention, so I give you two choices."

"One is to become an inner disciple of Lingwen Peak, and the other is to continue to be a true disciple of Lingwen Peak. I will modify Du Yuanhe's memory and make him think that he has misjudged your talent, but it is not easy to regret it, so I will let you fend for yourself in the end." Ziyun Patriarch said lightly.

Du Yuanhe heard this and spread his hands depressedly. It was really amazing.

Han Yuan then said, "If I become an inner disciple, will Cangming Cave Mansion still be given to me?"

"Of course not!"

"Then I will become a true disciple of Lingwen Peak!" Zimu nodded, "No problem! You can go back, and leave the rest to me!"

"Yes, ancestor!" Han Yuan said hurriedly.

Han Yuan returned to Cangming Cave Mansion by himself.

And after Han Yuan left.

Ancestor Ziyun released a dense purple cloud, covering everyone present, and everyone fell unconscious.

Ancestor Ziyun closed his eyes and began to modify everyone's memory one by one.

Then, while everyone was still asleep, he took everyone back to the main hall of Lingwen Peak again.

The inner disciples who were waiting were also affected, and they all fell into the mist the moment they came into contact with the purple mist.

After a while.

The masters of each peak left first, each holding a flying sword, until they flew back to their own peaks, the purple in their eyes dissipated and they regained clarity.

They did not realize that they had just experienced an illusion.

The foundation-building elders of Lingwen Peak also returned to the cave one by one.

Then the inner disciples left one by one, and only woke up after leaving the main hall, and then talked to each other.

"I didn't expect that Han Yuan really became a true disciple of Lingwen Peak."

"Tsk tsk, I heard that the boy's comprehension is not as high as imagined. He didn't comprehend anything when he went to the Lingwen Ancient Stone Wall!"

"The previous rumors were very credible. Could it be that Han Yuan created momentum for himself in order to get promoted?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

"Shh, he is now a true disciple. Do you dare to say that about him?"

"Hehe, he is just a trash in the middle stage of Qi Refining. What can he do?"

The inner disciples were very disdainful of Han Yuan.

In the hall, only the headmaster and Du Yuanhe were left.

Du Yuanhe blinked and found that the headmaster had not left yet. He asked in confusion: "Headmaster? The true teaching ceremony is over. Do you have anything else to do?"

Feng Jianming looked hesitant.

Du Yuanhe said with a smile: "I was wrong to recruit Han Yuan as a true disciple before you. I apologize here!"

Feng Jianming's mouth twitched and he shook his head and said: "Brother Yuanhe, don't you think Han Yuan is not as insightful as you think? This time when he observed the ancient stone wall with spiritual characters, he didn't gain anything, which is proof."

Du Yuanhe shook his head and smiled without saying anything. At the beginning, he winked at Han Yuan, so Han Yuan naturally didn't show any reaction.

Feng Jianming seemed to have guessed Du Yuanhe's thoughts and said, "I didn't find Han Yuan slacking off. He did try hard to comprehend, but he really couldn't comprehend anything. Do you think I wouldn't be able to tell if Han Yuan was faking it?"

Du Yuanhe heard this and the smile on his face slowly faded. He asked in surprise, "No way?"

Feng Jianming said, "I went to Han Yuan's outer residence before. The apricot tree in his yard did transform into a spirit tree. It is rumored that he broke through and triggered the apricot tree's breakthrough, but there is another possibility that the apricot tree's breakthrough led to Han Yuan's breakthrough!"

Du Yuanhe was shocked and said, "How is this possible?"

"Why not? Have you asked him?" Feng Jianming said faintly.

Du Yuanhe paused and hesitated after hearing this, then asked in confusion: "Since you found this problem, why didn't you stop me from recruiting him as a true disciple?"

Feng Jianming said lightly: "I hope Brother Yuanhe will take this as a warning."

He turned around, the flying sword under his feet soared a foot into the air, and flew away at a high speed, and his voice fell: "I hope my guess is wrong."

The hall was completely quiet.

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