Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

He pondered for a while.

Lu Zhiqiu couldn't think of any good solution.

I can only sigh.

It seems that she will have to use more restrictions to defend her cave in the future, otherwise she is really afraid that when she lifts the quilt, she will see several naked little girls lying inside like a pile of Arhats.

There are crises everywhere in the sect.

however.

Even Lu Zhiqiu's spells could not completely suppress the disciples' enthusiasm.

It didn't take long.

Some people gradually regained their previous excited expressions.

Lu Zhiqiu secretly groaned in his heart.

He quickly said goodbye to Zhao Youxuan and flew to find the headmaster.

She didn't believe it.

The leader is just like these disciples, he has lost even basic rationality.

……

In the ancestral hall.

The head of the sect, Sun Dianyun, was wearing a black Taoist robe, holding incense in his hand, and bowed respectfully towards the ancestral tablet.

beside him.

He is the first generation leader of Jianji Sect, Fa Wennan, who exists in the form of a soul.

The same solemn expression.

but.

Since he was the oldest ancestor, he did not worship together with Sun Dianyun.

After paying homage to the ancestors.

Sun Dianyun solemnly took out a file that recorded major events in the sect. The first page was about the story of Fa Wennan coming here from the ancestral home of the Jianji Sect in Jiayu to establish a branch sect.

And the last page.

It records that Sun Dianyun took over as the head of the Jianji Sect.

He looked at Fa Wennan, pointed at the photo stones in the hands of the two people, and was about to speak.

He was interrupted by a sound from outside.

"Master, Ancestor, I'm back."

Lu Zhiqiu saluted the two of them, then quickly turned around and closed the door of the cave.

Sun Dianyun was a little puzzled and asked:

"Zhiqiu, you look panicked and close the door in a hurry. Are you avoiding someone?"

"But who in this Sword Extreme Sect needs you to hide?"

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and sighed:

"You two don't know."

"That Elder Zhao Youxuan tells stories to people in the back mountains every day, attracting all the disciples there."

"That would be fine, but he always tells my story and encourages his disciples to spread it to the outside world. Now my disciples are obsessed with me. Whenever they see me, they chase me and beg for this and that. I never have a moment's rest."

"Why don't you come and take shelter here?"

Sun Dianyun and Fa Wennan looked at each other, and a trace of guilt appeared on their faces.

He calmly put the jade in his hand into his sleeve.

But their actions happened to be seen by Lu Zhiqiu.

Her figure flashed, and she snatched the photo stone from Sun Dianyun's hand, and asked suspiciously:

"Master, what are you hiding here? Why did you put it away as soon as you saw me coming?"

Fa Wennan smiled unnaturally, coughed lightly and said:

"I shamelessly asked for some cultivation tips sent by friends from other regions. It's just in time to learn more about the path to the Nascent Soul stage. You know, I just broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, so I need guidance right now."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded doubtfully.

This sounds very reasonable, but I feel that it is not the case if I tell her.

Lu Zhiqiu injected his spiritual power into the photo stone and said with a smile:

"In that case, let's watch it together."

"It just so happens that I will also need to face this hurdle in the future, so it's not a bad thing to know in advance."

While talking.

A shadow appeared in the air.

[As we all know, the history writing of the immortal sect is a science]

[Good writing can make the spirit of the sages protect the sect from the dark, making the sect's immortal energy flow smoothly and its fortune prosper.]

【Written by time and generation, this is the most familiar way of writing】

Sometimes, however, the younger generation achieves achievements that surpass those of their elders. Placing it first would be inappropriate, as it would confuse the chronological order. However, placing it later would prevent the immortal spirit from spreading freely, which would be detrimental to the resonance between the sect and the genius.

[At this point, we can generally break off from this and start a new history, with this genius as the first chapter, and continue writing in the future.]

Next, we invite Venerable Lan Dai, a master steeped in the history of the sect for hundreds of years, to explain the key points, such as how to obtain certification from the sect's ancestors, how to choose an auspicious date to begin the [Second Chronicle], and how to write about a genius so that his fortune can further benefit the sect...

Speaking of it.

The shadow flickered for a while, and the image switched from the previous middle-aged man in blue to another fat monk in yellow.

The monk holds sandalwood.

Demonstrate the process of understanding the ancestors of heaven, earth and heaven.

……

Lu Zhiqiu looked at it for a while.

I looked at the ancestral hall again and found that the layout was exactly the same as in the photo.

Squinting his eyes, he asked:

"You guys...are you planning to copy your homework from the photo stone?"

Sun Dianyun scratched his head and laughed:

"This isn't the first time the sect has pulled off such a remarkable comeback, so we want to commemorate it."

"Besides, even if we hadn't defeated the fifth-grade Miaoyin Sect in this Imperial Yin Competition, your future achievements would definitely not be low based on your Purple Moon Dao Body. What we're doing here wouldn't be considered presumptuous."

Lu Zhiqiu glared at him.

He turned his head and looked at Fa Wennan, rubbing his eyebrows and asked:

"Senior Fa, you are experienced and the founder of the sect. How can you tolerate Sect Leader Sun's reckless behavior?"

Fa Wennan's body was ethereal, floating back and forth in the ancestral hall, as if he was pacing.

the end.

Cai happily said:

"Alas, look at the past masters or great masters of Jianji Sect. The highest level is only Nascent Soul, and their talent is at the top level of spiritual roots."

"To put it bluntly, your joining us has brought honor to our sect."

"I think it wouldn't be too much to make a memorial tablet for you."

Lu Zhiqiu was overwhelmed.

He quickly shook his head and said:

"You absolutely can't use a memorial tablet. I'm not dead yet, why would you set up a memorial tablet? Don't burn too much incense and suppress my luck."

"When I go hiking, I'll be surrounded by bird droppings."

Sun Dianyun and Fa Wennan were also amused.

I thought about it.

Sun Dianyun pulled Lu Zhiqiu to the table again, spread out paper and ground ink for her, and asked her to write an inscription for the new history of the sect.

Lu Zhiqiu had no choice but to take the pen and write two sentences.

then.

Fa Wennan also took out a copy of the "Basic Sword Manual" and handed it to Lu Zhiqiu, saying with a wry smile:

"You know, I left behind a lot of debts of love during my lifetime."

"These past few days, I've also found my bloodline descendants one after another. They're in the initial stages of enlightenment. If they could get a personal inscription of encouragement from a prominent and brilliant cultivator like you, they would surely be filled with energy."

Lu Zhiqiu was in tears.

But I still signed words of encouragement on these introductory books.

Main World 2: Chapter 4: % is yours, % is mine (k)

In the ancestral hall.

Lu Zhiqiu was busy for a full hour before he finished all the signing and inscription work.

Seeing that both of them were holding her handwriting as if it were a treasure.

She sighed in her heart:

How come everyone in the Jianji Sect is so crazy? They don't even let us have a good rest.

It's better to leave quickly.

After Lu Zhiqiu finished writing these inscriptions, he felt his hands ache again. He rubbed his wrists and was about to say goodbye and leave.

But she suddenly remembered.

She seemed to have only looked at the stone portrait of Sun Dianyun, and had not yet looked at the other questions.

I was exploited by them and signed so many names.

It’s not too much to ask for a photo stone now, right?

then.

Lu Zhiqiu was not polite and directly snatched the photo stone from Fa Wennan's hand and said with a smile:

"Senior, you are already old. What is there to hide? Let me see."

"Consider it my reward for signing."

Fa Wennan's expression suddenly changed.

He kept shouting "No".

But Lu Zhiqiu injected spiritual power directly at such a speed that he didn't give Fa Wennan any time to react.

The image appears.

It is a market for independent cultivators.

There were quite a few people inside, wearing colorful Taoist robes, carrying all kinds of strange magical instruments, with talismans hanging around their necks, and hawking their wares in the open space.

But in the middle of the image.

He was a man in a Taoist robe, surrounded by a group of people who were listening to his stories.

"I'm sure you've all heard about the Daoist heir of the Sword Extreme Sect recently, right? I won't go into the story of how he defeated the sixth-rank Huang Yin Sect and even the fifth-rank Miao Yin Sect disciples. I'll tell you something you won't hear anywhere else."

This statement came out.

The curiosity of the heroes passing by was aroused by this.

Of course they knew about the popular Jian Ji Zong Lu Zhiqiu, and they had even heard his story so many times that the initial novelty had long since faded.