Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 130 Only after the foundation is established can one be admitted to the sect
In fact, she said that it was Han Lian who told her, so there should be no problem, but she hesitated when she thought that Han Lian seemed to be hiding herself, and finally said vaguely, "I met you in the Yangjiaoxia stronghold before." Have mercy on the True Honor."

As soon as Shen Zhiyu finished speaking, Zhenjun Yuanming's tense face eased a little, and he sat down slowly, frowning slightly, as if he was digesting the news Shen Zhiyu said.

After a while, Zhenjun Yuanming glanced sideways at her, "Tell me the basis of your analysis."

"Yes," Shen Zhiyu sorted out her thoughts a bit, and decided to start from the very beginning, "The disciple came to Tianji from the mortal world."

"Before I practice formally as a disciple, I used to be the secret guard of a martial arts family in the mortal world. My master is a little girl named Shen Lingyu."

"Originally, Shen Lingyu died before I entered the practice world, but I saw her again recently."

Shen Zhiyu looked up at Zhenjun Yuanming, saw his calm expression, and said slowly: "Then Shen Lingyu is the leader of this chaos in the ruins world, and they are also called saints."

"As for why I speculate that the two forces are behind the same mastermind, it is precisely because of Shen Lingyu."

Zhenjun Yuanming nodded, took a new teacup with the imperial object technique, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Zhiyu, "Continue."

Shen Zhiyu took the teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, "When the disciples went to the Yangjiaoxia stronghold to find Senior Brother Pei Liqiu and his party who were chasing Xiexiu, they were captured by Xiexiu together with Senior Sister Xie Ying. In the movie, I saw Shen Lingyu for the first time."

"However, I found out that Shen Lingyu was a fake. I thought it was the evil cultivator who learned about the disciple's past from somewhere, and didn't take it to heart."

"Not long after that, Senior Sister Xie sent us out of the evil cultivators with a space teleportation talisman, but the disciple felt that it was more like those evil cultivators deliberately let me go, and those evil cultivators were still in my storage bag I did tricks, so my whereabouts are in the hands of the evil cultivator."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Yuanming's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Later, I fell into that wild secret realm in Qingyi Mansion before, and before I met my fellow disciple, I met Shen Lingyu again."

When Shen Zhiyu said this, she felt a little depressed, "At first, I thought this was also a ghostly trick of those evil cultivators, but I didn't expect that half of Shen Lingyu this time was true."

Zhenjun Yuanming was slightly puzzled, "Half of it is true?"

"Yes," Shen Zhiyu smiled wryly, "I don't know whether to seize the body or return the soul with the corpse. Anyway, the body is real, but the spirit inside is not her."

Shaking his head, Shen Zhiyu brought the topic back again, "But the disciples haven't realized anything yet. When I entered the Ruin Realm later, when I used the photo stone to record, I heard the voices of those monks commanding the foundation. It was that The counterfeit Shen Lingyu! Only then did I realize that the counterfeit Shen Lingyu might really be the so-called saint."

"Not only that, when I was in the Ruins Realm, the He family monk I met also used magic energy!"

Shen Zhiyu finally said: "The counterfeit Shen Lingyu not only appeared in the stronghold behind the Blood Demon Sect, but also appeared in the Ruins Realm, so I deduced that the two forces are controlled by the same behind."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Yuanming frowned slightly, and he slowly turned the wrench in his hand, groaning silently.

"It's interesting," Yuanming Zhenjun commented lightly after a while.

Then he asked again: "Then what about the abyssal demons you mentioned?"

Shen Zhiyu scratched her head slightly, "This is purely my disciple's guess."

"Guess?" Zhenjun Yuanming couldn't help but twitched his eyes.

"Yes, I know the prophecy of the destined person, and I boldly speculate from the evil energy and the behavior of those people hunting and killing the elite disciples of the various sects, and there is not much basis for it." Shen Zhiyu said honestly.

The meeting room fell silent for a while, Shen Zhiyu licked his molars a little, and quietly glanced at Zhenjun Yuanming.

Immediately, Shen Zhiyu was stared at by Zhenjun Yuanming's astonishingly bright and cold eyes, which made her feel guilty.

Shen Zhiyu touched the tip of her nose, why did Zhenjun Yuanming keep staring at her without speaking?
"Zhiyu," Zhenjun Yuanming's cold face suddenly turned into a smile, like a paihuazi who kidnapped a child, "Are you interested in entering the Law Enforcement Hall?"

Shen Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, why did the topic suddenly come to this point?

Yuanming Zhenjun really became more and more satisfied the more he watched, the little black hand in his heart couldn't be suppressed anymore, "It's not like being admitted to the Law Enforcement Hall, but coming to be a personal disciple under my sect."

As for the news that the head of the sect ordered someone to send the news that he would rob people after the foundation was established, he had already forgotten about it.

However, Shen Zhiyu was shocked by the weird smile on Yuanming Zhenjun's face and the content of his words, and she couldn't help shaking, "Grand Master Yuanming, disciple..."

Just as he was about to reply, Zhenjun Yuanming's face suddenly changed. Facing Shen Zhiyu's gaze, he coughed lightly and said seriously: "You report your merits. After verification, the sect will issue rewards."

Shen Zhiyu was completely confused by this powerful man's sudden change of face, and when she heard Zhenjun Yuanming's words, she nodded slightly, "Yes."

Zhenjun Yuanming withdrew the barrier, waved his hand lightly, "Go out."

Shen Zhiyu saluted respectfully and exited the door.

Just as Shen Zhiyu left the door, Zhenjun Yuanming immediately stood up from the main seat.

A slender figure suddenly appeared in the center of the conference hall, looking at Zhenjun Yuanming with a smile on his face with warm eyes.

"Master Uncle Mercy." Zhenjun Yuanming cupped his hands.

"En." True Venerable Compassionately responded, he gently twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand, walked slowly to the main seat and sat down.

Just as Zhenjun Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief, Zhenzun Mi Xing asked, "Do you want to accept that disciple as your personal heir?"

Zhenjun Yuanming couldn't help crying in his heart: This big boss didn't come sooner or later, but he came just when he was about to abduct someone!
"Uncle, I..."

True Venerable Compassion Xing let it go, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "I remember that kid Mingwu made a special trip to Wuxing Peak and said that he can only be accepted into the sect after the two girls have built their foundations?"

As soon as he finished speaking, cold sweat suddenly appeared on Zhenjun Yuanming's forehead. He cupped his hands slightly and lowered his head, "...Yes."

True Venerable Compassionate looked down at the Buddha beads in his hands, but his calm voice was not angry but mighty, "Then what's going on with you?"

Zhenjun Yuanming bent even lower, "It was the younger generation who was happy to see Lie Xin for a while, and just now violated the rules set by the head, and asked the uncle to punish him."

True Venerable Compassionately twisted the beads slowly, and after a long silence, he slowly said, "I'm not going to be an example."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)