She is Jianxiu

Chapter 304 Chapter Three Hundred Three
Chongxiaomen, the cedars stand tall, the crystal ice and snow and the emerald colors complement each other, adding vitality to the mountains and hills.

The monk in Taoist robe sent away the guests sent by Qizang, and then returned to the hall to meet Zhao Chun.

"Great Elder, they have already left."

The pure bottle on the Bogu stand exudes spiritual energy, which is stored in the hall. He can't help but clear his mind and feel comfortable all over his body.

Zhao Chun was still sitting on the chair, with his right hand on the table, and said softly: "In two days, the Baishan guest will come to worship the mountain, you can prepare in advance."

"This..." The monk in Taoist robe showed hesitation, and he heard clearly what the female cultivator in front of him said when she shouted back the disciples of the Qizang sect.In the past few days, I have seen many methods that I have never seen before, but after all, Baishanke has been on the lake of Mize for a long time, and his illustrious reputation really permeates people. The strength is the best among all heroes, Great Elder, you must be careful."

"There is no need to worry about this matter." Zhao Chun pointed his fingertips, and the lights in the hall immediately disappeared, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and only the popularity disappeared, "You go back to the back mountain to meet up with the disciples. The matter of Baishan guest is up to me. Come do it."

After she finished speaking, she turned into a ray of mysterious light and disappeared without a trace.The Taoist monk stood respectfully where she was, and only gently wiped off the perspiration on his forehead until she was nowhere to be seen.

Returning to the back mountain by smoke boat, people's voices gradually became noisy in the quiet courtyard covered by layers of tree shadows.

"Elder Brother! Senior Brother!"

Before he stepped into the courtyard, there were several figures running out to meet him, most of them were in their [-]th or [-]th years of age, and their cultivation bases were also in the middle and late stage of Qi training.

"I'm no longer a disciple of Luoxia, so don't call me senior brother anymore." The Taoist monk made a silent gesture and said seriously, "The master and the elders have saved Luoxia's foundation, and we should be grateful ...how are you guys practicing recently?"

Hearing him talk about this, the few people who greeted him froze, and replied: "Understood, Senior Brother He Shen. The aura of Xinshan Gate is very abundant, and we all benefited a lot."

He Shen talked as he walked, and led them into the courtyard. After pointing out the confusion for the brothers and sisters, he returned to his room.

After sitting in meditation for more than three minutes, he thought of his neither humble nor overbearing attitude in front of the Qizang School today, and he was not always persuaded with a bitter face as usual, so he couldn't help but feel elated, so happy!
"No wonder Master entrusted us to the Chongxiao Sect. The bold words that Elder Zhao released today, in this dense lake, probably only the elders of Dazong by the lake would dare to speak like that!"

He Shen and his younger brothers and sisters are all descendants of the Luoxia Sect. At that time, when the elders split the sect, only his master, together with another Elder Min, tried their best to preserve the sect's inheritance, even at the expense of taking Wei Chang with him. The successful disciples fled to the place where the Shinto monks were, and they were unwilling to hand over the inheritance to the ambitious generation.

For more than ten years outside the Great Lakes, the two Ningyuan monks and their disciples hid in hiding, but most of them were lost at the hands of the Shinto monks. Now among the dozens of disciples who came here with He Shen, the descendant of the Luoxia Sect There are less than half of the disciples, and the rest are monks taken in from outside the lake. They have only heard of the reputation of the old Sunset Xiazong from the mouths of the disciples, and have never seen it with their own eyes.

He Shen can never forget that day, when Elder Min died at the hands of a Shinto monk, Master refused to leave alone to protect his disciples. The sword unfurled thousands of miles of clouds, and then the brilliant light swept across the field, and all the Shinto monks were killed on the spot in an instant.

The old cultivator who claims to be Chongxiaomen has arrived!
They brought He Shen and others back to the site of the old sect, and set up a sect here, telling the disciples that the divine way is not a god, but an evil monk who has committed countless evils.

The spiritual veins that had long been exhausted were rejuvenated in their hands, even stronger than before, and the spiritual energy rising from the sky was like rain. He Shen had never felt such a blessed place in the place where the Shinto monks were.

It's a pity, if the master hadn't made the heavenly oath of never returning to Dahu, he should have come here to see the scene of the ancestral land of the sect today.

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The mountain behind Chongxiaomen, Xuesong Pavilion.

Zhao Chun stepped into it slowly, and the censer in the hall released a quiet and light fragrance, dyeing his sleeves.

Layers of light smoke made the hall look like a secret place on the top of the clouds. Through the clouds and smoke, one could see twelve male and female monks sitting in the middle, either wearing pearl hairpins or plain robes, all with their eyes closed.

"Junior Zhao Chun, I have met all the seniors."

"You don't need to be too polite. Fellow Taoists are also the true disciples of the immortal sect, so you just need to be commensurate with each other." The woman in the middle left with flowers printed between her eyebrows opened her eyes and pointed to the chair in the hall, "Sit."

Zhao Chun then sat down as he said, and said: "Just now there are disciples from the Qizang Sect, I believe it will not be long before the Baishan guest who is known as the No. In the name of the Qizang Sect, lead the sects in the Great Lakes, and then go out to conquer the evil monks, until the righteous way once again grasps the general situation of this world, then you can contact the venerables of the Observation Tower and continue the road to heaven."

"But it's up to you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, to be the master. Fenxuan and I are quite restricted in the world of Heyan. We have to stay in this palace every day to hide our aura with Yinyuanxiang. But don't worry, it will take about a year, and this world will be destroyed." It will adapt to our existence, and our restrictions in this world will be greatly reduced by then, and it will be no problem to suppress evil cultivators in this world." The Huatian girl and the other eleven Fenxuan also came from the Thousand World in Chongxiao, and They are all on the top of the Jiang list, and they are the true biography of the immortal sect, and their status and strength are not trivial.

The highest level of cultivation in the Heyan World is the Fenxuan Realm. Those strong men from outside the world whose strength is far greater than the monks in this world will naturally be noticed by the world. Only when the two get used to each other and their breaths gradually blend together Only in this way can Heyan World not be disturbed and prevent it from escaping again.

"Shinto cultivator, he is not ashamed to wait...Zhao Daoyou, in the limited time we are waiting, I will leave the matter of Mize Lake to you. All the monks who come to this world are led by you. With you here , those few big masters by the lake are nothing to be afraid of, if you need help, please send us a message.” The woman Huatian nodded solemnly, watching Zhao Chun stand up and leave, before she closed her eyes to meditate, her true energy was hidden in the clouds middle.

After hearing the first half of her words, Zhao Chun knew where the anger that had surged around the monk Chongxiao these days came from.

When he first came to the world of Heyan, he was at the place where the evil monks were.

Naturally, they don't call themselves evil cultivators, but call themselves Shinto monks, doing evil at will.

The orthodox monks are called old cultivators, and they are driven to the great lake of Mize, just like the evil cultivators in Chongxiao, fighting endlessly for a small piece of spiritual vein in a remote place.

The righteous way is withered, the people are in dire straits, and the sects in the great lake cannot protect themselves, so how can they spare the power to protect the people of the human race outside the great lake.The people in Chongxiao watched all the way, only starving and dying everywhere, people dying, making people angry from the bottom of their hearts.

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