Upon hearing this, the middle-aged monk swallowed back the words he had not yet spoken.

In fact, he really wanted to persuade his disciple not to go, even though Yan Xiuyun had achieved his current level of cultivation at such a young age, and was already among the best among his peers.

But as his master, he knew very well that his disciple had a good talent in swordsmanship.

However, he had the sword body and the sword shape, but lacked the most important sword heart. As a result, he only learned the basics of swordsmanship. Although his sword was powerful, it was not enough to stand up to a true swordsman.

The middle-aged man originally wanted his apprentice to practice for a few more years, and then go out and explore the world and hone himself after he had established a foundation.

But he didn't expect the accident to come so quickly. The sect leader actually bypassed him and gave orders directly to his apprentice.

He had no choice but to touch his apprentice's head and sigh.

Forget it, let the child go out and suffer a few losses, maybe he will grow up.

On a high mountain standing in the clouds, bursts of bells, drums and Zen sounds could be heard, but the birds and small animals in the forest showed no signs of being frightened.

Instead, he ran all the way following the sound, prostrated himself in front of the vermilion gate, and listened quietly to the chanting coming from inside.

Inside the several meditation rooms of the Golden Sutra Pavilion, a young monk with a shaved head and wearing a monk's robe recited scriptures for a while, and suddenly looked at a young man standing beside him in a white monk's robe that seemed to be glowing in the sunlight.

The other person was holding a scripture, bathing in the sunlight, looking peaceful and with a hint of divinity.

Seeing such a scene, the little monk couldn't bear to say anything to interrupt it, so he had to shut up silently.

But the young man who was flipping through the scriptures in his hand seemed to have noticed something and said, "If you have any questions, just ask."

"Brother Wudu, are you going to the Juelan Secret Realm in three months?" The little monk endured for a long time, but still couldn't help asking.

Wu Du closed the sutra he had finished reading and said, "I am going, what's wrong?"

The young monk's eyes lit up when he heard this. "So, is it like what Senior Brother Wuyu and the others said? Whichever of you or Senior Brother Wuxin obtains the secret treasure will become a Buddhist disciple of our Golden Sutra Pavilion and the next abbot?"

Wu Du helplessly raised his hand and patted his foolish junior brother on the head: "Don't listen to Wu Yu and the others' nonsense. The selection of a Buddhist disciple is of great importance. How can they just casually decide on one just because of a so-called secret treasure?"

"Then why did the abbot suddenly call you and Brother Wuxin to talk yesterday? Wasn't he talking to you about the selection of Buddhist disciples?" The little monk covered his head and continued to ask pitifully.

Wu Du did not answer, because the abbot had called them over last night and did talk about the selection of Buddhist disciples.

It just has nothing to do with the Juelan Secret Realm, but is related to the two people's comprehension of the scriptures.

Maybe it was his illusion, but the abbot seemed more optimistic about Wuxin succeeding the position of Buddhist disciple.

But Wu Du didn't care about these things. He had no interest in these things anyway.

It doesn’t matter whether you are a Buddhist or not, and it doesn’t even matter whether you practice Buddhism or not.

He simply followed his destiny and came to the Golden Sutra Pavilion, becoming a Buddhist cultivator there. As for where his future destiny would take him, Wu Du himself had no idea.

On this day, countless similar dramas were being performed in several major sects and eight main cities. A group of young and energetic disciples were gathered together because of the Juelan Secret Realm.

No one knows what kind of storm these young disciples, who are still very green now, will stir up in the future Bixu Realm.

At this moment, they are still being forced by their respective masters to practice hard.

Although the situation of the Juelan Secret Realm had nothing to do with Xie Liuyin at the moment, when she went to participate in the second competition, the news about the Juelan Secret Realm had not yet been fully revealed.

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