You are not a white lotus at all [Quick Transmigration]

Ten days later, the first batch of disciples was led by two Nascent Soul Masters to join other sects. Under the instruction of the sect master, they left quietly.

Ye Simian, who was assigned as the second batch of disciples after signing up, did not know the general information about the first batch of disciples until he arrived in Nanzhou, where the magic way gathered.

——Most of the first batch of disciples are disciples who live in secluded places on weekdays. For example, Shi Huating seldom goes out of Taihua Mountain all day long, or the direct disciples of various peaks seldom walk among the crowd.As for the second batch of disciples who arrived this time, most of them were relatively well-known among the sects recently, or they were easily known by their words and deeds.

Wuxi has a special status, everyone looks at him wherever he goes;

Ye Simian's two mountains are still there, and she is also used to being seen;

Because of the patrol team, Wei Ying wandered around almost everywhere, and everyone could recognize his face.

So after Ning Yunshen's high-profile trip, the three of them followed the other 290 seven disciples and ten elders on the magic weapon to the border of Nanzhou to join people from other sects.

When they arrived, one by one the disciples lined up and got down from the magic weapon. Someone next door said that it was like the sea of ​​clouds and the blue sky pressing down.

With such an upright appearance, it is easy for people who don't know why to see Ning Yunshen and such a boatload of disciples as normal, but the first batch of disciples had already quietly gone to an unknown place at that time. Known.

Time passed quickly with the Zongmen's attack and news one after another.

Half a month later, soldiers from various sects came to the Demon Sect.

The undercover cultivation bases caught by the various sects have been abolished, and they were taken up at this time, and Ning Yunshen, together with the leaders of other sects, questioned them together, while the other disciples had already retreated a hundred miles under the signal .

After that, the demonic people directly killed the undercover agent.

Moxiu who shot said: "What did you just say? What evidence?"

The phonograph stone was brought up and destroyed again.

Fifth Creek couldn't hear the voice over there, but he saw that the place where the undercover agent was located was reduced to ashes. He said, "No wonder the undercover agent arrested more than three hundred people, but in the end they only brought less than fifty people." Living people, do they know what they will encounter here?"

Ye Simian: "Probably."

Ning Yunshen just looked at it from a distance, and then asked: "I have heard for a long time that the end of the Demon Lord is approaching, and his temperament has changed. Now it seems that the rumors seem to be true-does he have no choice but to choose to be cheeky to the end?"

Everyone will put eyeliner in other sects to know some trends, and the various sects will sometimes turn a blind eye to this, seeing it as a tacit understanding between each other, but they specially run around to provoke, It is as disgusting as a spooky trick to take things too far.

Especially now after being questioned, he is still so shameless pretending to be blind on the spot.

Ning Yunshen just asked this question, and wanted to ask, why did he insist on secretly killing each other because of the relationship between different paths and strangers.

The evil way, the righteous way, are all ways.

That’s right, it’s for people to come and go.

But now the demon masters are not only acting without scruples as in the past, walking their free way, they have even degenerated into the behavior of ghosts and monsters that everyone shouts and beats, imitating those low-level monks, and stepping up with other people's blood.

This is inevitably too obscene, and it is too contrary to what the Demon Lord said a hundred years ago.

——"The evil way, the righteous way, are all ways. The way is to let people come and go."

——"You are walking on your own bustling and sunny road, and we are walking on our own lonely single-plank bridge. As long as you don't use other people's blood to climb up, whoever has the nerve to care about who—you think so?"

It's just that a hundred years have passed, but the person who spoke seems to be no longer the happy person he said.

At this time, the magic cultivator said with a smile: "It's human, it can change~"

"Since our master has not lived long, why don't we bring more sects to be buried with you, and strengthen ourselves in disguise in your weakening?"

"It is extremely difficult to take a step up by yourself, but it is easy to pull others down a few times."

Ning Yun said nothing, and raised his sword.

The demon cultivator smiled, waved away the others and said, "I've heard the name of Ningfeng Lord for a long time, and it's a pity that Qingyuan didn't fight against each other back then."

Mahayana against God, wins.

With Yu Wei coming from a distance, Ye Simian pulled Wuxi back a few steps, and looked over after standing still.

Starting from Ning Yunshen, thousands of miles were frozen, countless plants were condensed into ice sculptures on the ground, and the gate of the Demon Sect in the distance was also silvery white.

The sorcerer did not appear.

Elders from other sects waved after this, gesturing for the disciples to come over, and Wuxi hesitated for a while in Ning Yunshen's silence: "We..."

Ye Simian pulled him, turned around and called everyone: "Let's line up."

After approaching the Demon Sect, Ye Simian also discovered that there was no one else in the Demon Sect to the surprise of everyone.

The majestic clan of the Demonic Dao, the location of the Demonic Sect, now only had the last few dozen people left and a magic weapon to conceal their aura.

This kind of empty city plan made everyone panic, and after confirming that there was no ambush here, and there was no movement from the sect, they were puzzled.

Everything is like a play, making people think in a trance that this is a dream that they have had no beginning and no end.

As a matter of fact, the Demonic Daoist had already become an eclosion, and those who remained were all newspaper offices.

Everyone is looking for the truth from the details, but they don't know that the subordinate madman newspaper still has a little selfishness:

The subordinates confirmed that Taihuazong's sharpest sword—Ning Yunshen—would definitely come to this kind of event, so they worked harder when they were in the newspaper office.

Both enemies and friends, but that's all. The demon master Yuhua would not specifically notify Ning Yunshen.

However, the subordinates still feel that it is really miserable for a demon master who doesn't even have a friend to be incensed after his death...

Ye Simian grabbed Wuxi at this time, not letting him disturb the angry Ning Yunshen, and led people to the mortal world hundreds of miles away to relieve abnormal weather everywhere, and used the convenience of walking with a sword to get from other places. Bring emergency supplies and sell them to mortals at a low price and labor.

When attacking the Demon Sect before, Ye Simian rushed to the front, and he helped a few people during the break, which was considered popular. In addition, he is now under the name of Qianxun Peak, and the leader of Taihuazong this time is Qianxun The owner of the peak, Ning Yunshen, and Wuxi who was present had no doubts about his proposal, so all the disciples present agreed to his proposal, and after hiding their bodies and watching for a few times, they also went to other places in groups. village or town.

——The mortal world is in the heat of summer, and everyone is only afraid of the high temperature, so how can they be prepared for this sudden frost.

Naturally, everyone was caught off guard, and unfortunately, some people were even more helpless in the rain and snow caused by drastic changes in temperature.

A few times when Ye Simian entered the village, he saw people who were frostbitten in the low temperature without thick clothes.

"In spring, I used the cotton wool as money to buy seeds. In autumn, I sold the grain and went to the pawnshop to pay for the winter. Now..."

Ye Simian comforted them with good words, and then went to the nearby farmlands, lakes and other places to restore Xia Jing, and asked the fellow gatekeepers next to them to also write down these things, and shared them with others to check for gaps and make up for them.

The same door nodded, looked at the village, and suddenly remembered when he first started.

At that time, he didn't know what it meant to step into the fairyland, but after being sent by his family, he strived to be the best in everything, so he came in in such a muddleheaded manner, and after that, he came to the same sect and took everything for granted...

It turns out that the fairy road is a cloud of hands and rain of hands.

He watched the frost and snow in front of him turn into clear water to nourish everything, while Ye Simian touched a tree after that, and said, "Fortunately, the more tenacious things can still come back to life."

——It is also a meager effort that can live up to the green hills.

I recorded this matter with the goalkeeper, and was about to send a letter, but I heard Ye Simian say: "Things have to be prioritized. After you let everyone get rid of the abnormal phenomenon, only a few people will be used to replenish supplies depending on the situation, and the rest will all go to farming. Save plants and aquatic products in local lakes and other places-the cold can still endure, but after losing their way of life, they may not be able to live on."

The same door responded and added these, and then followed to check the condition of some plants, and selectively rescued some according to the strength of their vitality.

After some paper cranes flew out, they turned into auras and dissipated, only to appear in front of the same door at the right time, and the road here will continue to walk.

Three days later, Ye Simian, who was melting the ice, saw the ice and snow melting in one direction, and the fragrance of vegetation spread rapidly.

The spiritual power consumed by Ning Yunshen recovered.

After Ye Simian saw the scenery of rolling grass and trees, he sent a message that everyone didn't need to continue to restore the climate. He only quickly checked where reinforcements were needed and prepared to contact his fellow disciples who were coming.

——Since the day when the ice melted, Ye Simian has sent a letter to the head and Ning Yunshen. After receiving the letter, the head sent someone to clean up the mess, and Ning Yunshen rested after that to prepare for the recovery of everything now .

When Ye Simian returned to the sect again, this matter and what happened during the duel were naturally known as he expected.

Everyone knows that he is not only tolerant to his fellow disciples, but also considerate when facing suffering mortals in the mortal world, not to mention he is merciless in distinguishing right from wrong when dealing with Moxiu in battle.

The person who said that everything is easy to say at the beginning seems to have changed a bit, but in the final analysis, the essence has not changed.

Everyone who knows Ye Simian can see the original shadow in Ye Simian's body, but they can clearly see the difference, knowing that some places are different.

Everything is specious, different from the past.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief looking at the old scenery when they were transferred back to Xinxiu Peak, and listened to people's gossip in their spare time, so they knew more clearly what kind of person Ye Simian is now.

She tidied up her things, and thought about how she got along when she entered the door, she still smiled, and felt that it was easier now.

If you don't know each other, you won't receive help, and you won't feel ashamed when you clearly know that you haven't made it.

Good.