I have a little bit of talent

"The one who can let the evil thoughts go unchecked and has the chance to put himself to death is the one who came to kill me this time."

Fang Mu smiled bitterly, feeling for the first time that being attacked and killed was actually a good thing.

"It's fate, it's his own choice, he can't blame others!"

Taoist Chen Wei sighed again and looked at Fang Mu with a complicated expression.

"Yi Ming, now that this matter has been resolved, I should go back to deal with the affairs of the temple. You and your father have not seen each other for many days. You can reminisce about the past before returning to Qingxu Peak."

"Disciple understands, but will you tell Senior Brother Yi Ran and the others about this when you return?"

Knowing that Taoist Chen Wei was in a hurry to go back, he must have told the ancestors of Baiyun Temple about Chen Jing's matter, and he would most likely have a good talk with Chen Xuan. After all, Chen Xuan was also one of the witnesses of the assassination 20 years ago, so it was really unreasonable to hide the plan from him.

"Just report this to the ancestors and your uncle Chen Xuan. Forget about your brothers. It's useless to know more!"

After all, Chen Jing was the current law enforcement elder of Baiyun Temple, and he was highly respected by many Baiyun Temple disciples. It was not convenient for other disciples to know about his abandonment of Taoism and his transformation into a demon. He would not even tell his true disciples like Yi Ran and Yi Tian.

After all, this matter involves the thousands of years of reputation of the Taoist holy land Baiyun Temple, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"It's better not to tell. I'm just a little worried that Senior Brother Yi Tian will be sad after knowing this."

Hearing that Taoist Chen Wei would keep the matter secret for the time being, Fang Mu finally felt relieved.

Although he and Yi Tian had only met briefly and had little contact and did not have a particularly deep impression of him, they were both true disciples of Baiyun Temple, so it was inevitable that he felt some sympathy for him.

The experience of this senior brother Yi Tian seems to be quite similar to that of his master Chen Jing. Both of them are extremely talented, and both of them have joined the Taoist holy land. Even the true meaning they have comprehended is the realm of wind. However, they are suppressed by their peer senior brother Yi Ran.

But unlike Chen Jing, who has been brooding over the loss of the position of the abbot of Baiyun Temple due to insufficient quality of his true meaning, and even bore a grudge against Taoist Chen Wei, which led him to go astray, although Yi Tian is somewhat dissatisfied with the true meaning he has comprehended, and has been studying techniques to improve his true meaning for more than ten years, he still respects his senior brother Yi Ran among his peers very much. The two have been brothers for decades and have a very deep relationship.

Judging from his character alone, Yi Tian is indeed much stronger than his master Chen Jing!

"Alas, this beast Chen Jing actually accepted a good disciple. I just hope that nephew Yi Tian will not blame me after knowing the truth in the future."

Taoist Chen Wei sighed again and turned to look at Chen Qingzi standing beside him.

"I have made a fool of myself. Please do not spread this matter."

"The three sects of our Dao sect were all taught by the Daoist ancestor, and we share the glory and the loss. Chen Jing's case is particularly unfortunate, so don't worry, Brother Dao."

Chen Qingzi nodded slightly in response. He spread his sleeves lightly, sweeping out a breeze that created a few ripples on the sea surface.

In fact, although the evil deeds committed by Chen Jing are intolerable and his crimes are countless, they have little to do with his Wangchen Sect. The reason why he came here to help and watch this time was entirely out of the friendship of being a Taoist holy land and Fang Lu's invitation.

The three sects are closely related. If the reputation of Baiyun Temple is damaged, it will inevitably implicate Wangchen Sect, so he will naturally keep the matter secret.

This was true for him, and so was Feng Manlou who had taken the lead.

"Thank you very much, Brother Dao. I'll go ahead."

Taoist Chen Wei was in no mood to stay here any longer. He bowed slightly to the few people, then turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared.

"I have heard of Junior Brother Yi Ming's name for quite some time. Today I see that he is indeed extraordinary, even more powerful than the rumors said."

Seeing Taoist Chen Wei leave, Chen Qingzi smiled slightly, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he turned around and spoke to Fang Mu.

"Alas, if only you were a disciple of my Wangchen Sect, Brother Chenwei would have gotten a great bargain!"

As Fang Mu passed the twentieth floor of the Heavenly Monument Space and topped the Heavenly Monument Ranking, the Wangchen Sect, which owned a replica of the Heavenly Monument, naturally received the news first, and Chen Qingzi was truly envious.

And when he saw with his own eyes that Fang Mu, with only his Grandmaster level of cultivation, defeated Xie Yao, the leader of the Heart Demon Sect of the Extraterritorial Demon Sect, and made him flee in embarrassment without having the slightest ability to fight back, his envy reached its peak. He only regretted that Fang Mu joined the Baiyun Temple instead of the Wangchen Sect.

"Senior, you are joking. Compared with you seniors, I am still far behind."

Faced with Chen Qingzi's compliments, Fang Mu did not refuse them all, but he did not dare to be arrogant. He bowed hastily with a calm expression, appearing neither too close nor too distant.

Because of Ye Wangyu, the Taoist disciple of Wangchen Sect, he really didn't have much good feelings towards Wangchen Sect. After all, on that day in Yunding Mountain, Ye Wangyu was obviously in cahoots with Zhou Tong and Zhang Xingquan, and wanted to plot against him. It was only after he saw Lou Yi breaking through the three flowers and realized that the situation was hopeless that he changed his mind.

Fang Mu looked down on this person, and was also a little disappointed with the Wangchen Sect, which was not as close to him as the Jian Sect, which was also a holy place of Taoism.

"Climbed the Heavenly Monument and defeated the Three Flowers. My nephew is still too modest."

Seeing that Fang Mu's attitude was somewhat distant, Chen Qingzi still smiled and didn't care at all.

"Well, I won't disturb your reunion. You can come to my Wangchen Sect when you have time. Although my sect's formations are not as vast and profound as Baiyun Temple, its talisman art is unparalleled in the world. You can also learn from it and practice a little."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but I already have a master after all, so how can I covet your sect's teachings?"

Fang Mu had not expected that the old Taoist priest would be so generous that he would allow him to practice the Wangchen Sect's talisman art, so he quickly refused.

In fact, he was quite curious about the art of talismans. If he could practice it, he would naturally not reject it. However, he had already entered Baiyun Temple, so it was not convenient for him to practice the Wangchen Sect's methods.

Although both Wangchen Sect and Baiyun Temple were passed down by the Taoist Patriarch, they are not the same sect after all. If I rashly agree to let Chen Qingzi practice Wangchen Sect's method, Taoist Chen Wei will inevitably have some thoughts. "

What's more, he still has the supreme skills passed down from the Three Pure Ones, which he has not yet practiced to perfection, and he really does not have the time to practice the art of talismans.

Compared with the methods taught by the Three Pure Ones, the Wangchen Sect's talisman method is nothing more than this.

"Haha, then I won't advise you, nephew. But who can tell what will happen in the future? I'm going back too!"

Chen Qingzi still had a smile on his face. He bowed slightly to Fang Lu and Han Tieyi, then turned into light and disappeared.

"I'm afraid this old Taoist is confused. How can he pass on his family heritage to others?"

Fang Mu muttered to himself, feeling that the leader of the Wangchen Sect was a bit of a spendthrift and did not take his own sect's inheritance seriously.