Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 322 Undercurrent
"thump!"

Looking at the water splashing several feet high, Chen Mu shook his head and sighed lightly, ignoring it.

After getting his permission, Xiao Qi also followed Gui San with great interest, and seemed to like the scenery here very much.

"Xiao Qi reached the peak of the first stage several years ago, but he has shown no signs of breaking through to become a great demon in the past few years. It seems I have to find an opportunity to help him. After he breaks through, my trump card will be further improved..."

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mu regained his composure and walked straight forward.

Just as he was about to enter the pavilion, he heard Gui San suddenly pop up.

"Master, Master, why are there no fish or shrimp to eat in your lake? Would you mind spreading some fish fry some other day?"

Chen Mu's heart moved when he heard this, and he thought of the foundation-building fish monster on the Tianhu Peak of Shuiyunjian...

"That's a good idea. It will allow Xiao Qi to eat the fish with demonic energy regularly, and we can also use it to store some resources..."

He was certain in his mind, so he waved his hand to indicate that he understood, and then drove Gui San away.

After entering, he saw only ordinary furnishings, without the various things that female cultivators had imagined.

After walking around the pavilion, I finally returned to the quiet room with great satisfaction.

As expected of the former residence of Jindan Zhenren, it has everything one needs for cultivation and daily life.

For example, the alchemy furnace in the alchemy room. Although he couldn't tell the grade of it, he could see its spiritual charm, which was no worse than Wei Xingyou's furnace.

You know, that's a second-level mid-grade alchemy furnace, which he considers a treasure and won't show it to anyone easily...

"good……"

Chen Mu nodded frequently, put the things he brought in the storage bag into their previous positions, and then sat down cross-legged.

Now that he has joined the Yuanying Sect, although his urgent purpose is to expel the flower spirit in his dantian, because the real person surnamed Zhuang has not returned to the mountain yet, he has put it on hold for the time being according to Su Wenyan's wishes.

Along with this, there was also the matter of his becoming a disciple.

In fact, according to him, it doesn't matter whether you become a disciple or not.

After all, since he started practicing Taoism, he had mostly been exploring on his own, except for the very beginning when his mentor and friend, Uncle Zhang, gave him a lot of guidance...

"But since I've joined the sect, I can't act independently."

According to Xu Jingyang's introduction, Fushan Changhe is a lineage of master and apprentice. Without the protection of the master, it would be very difficult to practice in the sect, and many resources would be unavailable.

After thinking secretly for a moment, Chen Mu took out a few pills, swallowed them, and began to practice.

He did not rush to the Daozang Temple to exchange for resources as Xu Jingyang said.

It was only because of the existence of the flower spirit in Dantian that more or less hindered his wishes.

For example, changing the cultivation method, practicing magic...

If I do this to Hua Ling, not only will I get half the result with twice the effort, but at least the gain will outweigh the loss.

It would be better to wait until the flower spirit is eliminated and then finish it all at once...

……

Three days later, on Sheling Island, three hundred miles away from Yunze Island, four monks in Taoist robes sat together under a pavilion, with two snake girls serving them tea.

"Brother Zheng, I heard from Junior Brother Wu, who is guarding the mountain gate, that the cultivator from the State of Zhao, who was praised so much by Xu Jingyang, has already joined the mountain gate three days ago and has become our junior brother."

The monk in Taoist robes who was sitting facing south spoke in a sarcastic tone, which looked quite funny considering his head was much larger than that of an ordinary person.

"Hahaha... So what if you've joined the mountain sect? You're just a country bumpkin, how can you compare with us?" The person opposite the big-headed monk laughed loudly, looking extremely disdainful.

Upon hearing this, the only female cultivator among the four waved her hand and said, "Senior Brother Wang is wrong. Since Senior Brother Xu praises him so highly, he must have some extraordinary qualities. We shouldn't speak lightly..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she changed her tone and continued, "However, if he honestly practices behind closed doors, that would be fine. But if he really doesn't know what's good for him and insists on coming forward to become Master Zhuang's disciple, then we can't be blamed!"

"That's right! Junior Sister Sun, what you said makes sense."

The big-headed monk immediately nodded in agreement, and then looked at the man who had been silent for a long time with a slightly flattering look.

"Master Zhuang is a genius. He has reached the late Jindan stage in just 150 years. He is being raised by the sect as a seed for the next generation of Yuanying. Anyone who is accepted by him will soar to the sky!"

"What's more, Master Zhuang has never accepted a disciple before, and he was relieved this time because of the sect rules. With such an opportunity, who wouldn't want to be Master Zhuang's founding disciple?"

"If you ask me, among us, the one who has this opportunity is none other than Senior Brother Zheng!"

After these words were spoken, the four people had different expressions.

The female cultivator named Sun had peach blossoms in her eyes and frequently looked at the cultivator named Zheng opposite her.

The big-headed monk was even more flattering and tried to please this person.

As for the cultivator surnamed Wang, he sneered in a subtle manner, rather disdainfully. It seemed from his expression that, even though he was sitting with the three of them, he still felt that he was the most suitable person...

"Junior Brother Li, please don't say that. Our Fushan Changhe is full of talented people, and there are also many true disciples who have not yet become my disciples. I'm afraid it won't be that easy for Uncle Zhuang's disciples to do so..."

The monk named Zheng has a handsome face, and the Taoist robe with mountain and river patterns makes him look more elegant.

He was pretending to be unhappy at this moment, but from his tone, he knew that the big-headed monk's compliment was just right.

The big-headed monk was also a wonderful person. After hearing this, he clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng is right, look at my mouth..."

After this, the other two people's eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, and they were obviously somewhat disgusted with his behavior.

But when it's your turn, you still have to flatter.

The female cultivator surnamed Sun laughed sweetly and said, "Brother Zheng, what are you talking about? Everyone in the sect knows that Uncle Zhuang admires you very much and once gave you some special guidance."

The big-headed monk agreed again and again, not even paying attention to the snake girl serving him tea.

Unexpectedly, when the monk named Zheng heard this, his expression changed quietly and he became somewhat unnatural.

Others don't know the truth, but he knows it.

On the surface, it was Uncle Zhuang who was giving him guidance, but privately, Uncle Zhuang was actually just assigning him some odd jobs, and he was only chosen because he happened to be there...

But he would never say this.

After a few more words, the cultivator surnamed Zheng suddenly changed his tone and said, "Junior Sister Sun's words just now are indeed reasonable. No matter which of our disciples is chosen to do it, it is better than letting such a person with no foundation..."

After a pause, his eyes flashed and he continued:

"The sect has a new true disciple, and we, the senior brothers, can't just turn a blind eye... How about this? In half a month, we'll gather some people and go congratulate this new junior brother!"

Hearing this, the big-headed monk and the female monk named Sun agreed immediately. However, the handsome monk named Wang sneered in his heart.

Half a month... As far as he knew, Uncle Zhuang would return to the mountain gate in half a month.

"He is quite thoughtful..."

The three of them could guess what the cultivator surnamed Zheng was thinking, but during their chat, no one spoke out. Instead, they were all very interested, each with their own thoughts...

(End of this chapter)