Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Today's Tianfu Sect in Huayun Prefecture, not to mention compared with the ten major sects of good and evil, is simply not ranked within the boundaries of this state.

Tianfumen.

It has completely been reduced to a small sect. Except for low-level monks in the same situation, few high-level monks patronize this place.

Therefore, the disciples of the Tianfu Sect who are responsible for the daily rotation live a very leisurely life. They either meditate and practice or chat to pass the time.

But on this day, the two Qi-refining period disciples who were guarding the mountain gate started sighing together, looking listless.

"Senior Brother Yun, the Lingfeng Sect really deceives people! Although I am still new to the industry, I also know that Sanyuanfang City accounts for almost half of our income. Now that the other party is suppressing it, I am afraid that Sanyuanfang City's income Those who are going to be affected, this is directly related to our livelihood!" One of the male disciples, a dark-faced male disciple of sixteen or seventeen years old, said to the other person worriedly with a bitter expression.

"Hey, what my junior brother said is absolutely true. A few days ago, Lingfeng Sect sent another letter to the sect owner, saying that 50% of the income from the market must be handed over to them! It's really abominable!" The other person was a twenty-four-year-old. The five-year-old young man, tall and tall, said helplessly.

"Fifty percent? Why don't they grab it!" When the black-faced boy heard this number, his face became indignant, "Although Lingfeng Sect is better than our Tianfu Sect, but there is an ancestor in the sect, so it shouldn't be As for not being able to fight back, right?"

"Hmph, if it's just Lingfeng Sect, we really don't need to be too afraid, but I heard that the person who prompted this matter seems to be the shadow of Shayang Sect. This is a genuine mid-level sect, not a small sect like ours. It can be fought. Today, the master invited the other two masters to the mountain, and they must be discussing countermeasures. The situation of these two families is no better than that of our Tianfu Sect, and they cannot give up their income from the market easily. "The tall young man frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he explained.

"Shayang Sect? This is indeed not something our Tianfu Sect can offend. It seems that it will be difficult for our sect to pass this level." When the dark-faced young man heard the name of "Shayang Sect", his frustration was palpable.

If the income within the sect drops sharply, the spiritual stones that disciples like them can obtain every year will naturally also drop sharply. In that case, it will be even more difficult to improve their cultivation and purchase magic weapons.

"Forget it, these matters are not something that low-level disciples like me can get involved in. Leave everything to the headmaster and elders.

Anyway, no matter how bad our sect is, it is still better than becoming a casual cultivator. We should just keep guarding the sect.

Don't discuss this matter anymore, otherwise other uncles will find out and the spirit stones will be deducted. Hey, what is that? "The tall young man sighed, as if he had thought about it, but after casually looking up at the sky, he suddenly became surprised.

Hearing this, the young disciple looked over blankly.

They saw a flash of spiritual light in the distance, and then a purple rainbow several feet long suddenly appeared in the sky and shot towards them.

"Which senior is this? He seems to be coming towards us!" The purple rainbow in front of his eyes flew extremely fast, and he was not far away in the blink of an eye. The black-faced boy screamed in panic.

Although he had just started, such an astonishing evasion of light was beyond the ability of the several foundation-building masters in the sect, so he naturally became very uneasy.

"I don't know, maybe I came to see my uncle." The tall young man was also confused and could only comfort himself.

The purple rainbow quickly passed through the mountains, and soon came to the vicinity of Baizhu Mountain. It seemed that it saw two disciples of Tianfu Sect from a distance.

There was a flash of light, the purple rainbow fell straight down, and the brilliance shrank.

A few feet in front of the two of them, a young man in black robes in his twenties appeared, looking over with his hands behind his back.

This young man has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, and an extraordinary temperament, and he exudes the majesty of a superior person. "Is this the Tianfu Gate of Baizhu Mountain?" He glanced at the looming mountain gate restrictions behind the two of them and asked lightly.

It was Yang Qian who had separated from several disciples of Bai Haimen.

It was already three months since he killed the fire dragon.

"This is Baizhu Mountain. Is there anything I can do for you, senior?" Although these two disciples were still young and couldn't see Yang Qian's true cultivation, they judged in an instant that the monk in front of them was definitely above the elixir formation stage. The seniors and experts looked at each other, and the tall young man hurriedly bowed deeply and said.

"As long as you are looking for the right place, I brought something that has a lot to do with your sect. I want to see the head of your sect. Please inform me." Yang Qian nodded and said calmly.

"Yes, senior, wait a minute." The tall young man hurriedly took out a transmission note, whispered a few words, and quickly threw the transmission note back.

The transmission talisman suddenly turned into a ray of fire, and disappeared into the restriction in a flash.

Yang Qian seemed to be motionless on the spot, but in fact, he had calmly used his spiritual consciousness to sweep over the mountain range.

Although there was a layer of mountain gate restrictions, Yang Qian could still get a vague idea.

As a result, his brows raised slightly.

Although Yang Qian already knew the general situation of Tianfu Sect before he came, and according to the records in the original book, there are only about a hundred people in this immortal cultivation sect, and the one with the highest cultivation level is only an early-stage pill-forming monk.

But when he actually stepped into the territory of this Immortal Cultivation Sect, he deeply felt the decline of this low-level sect.

According to historical records, the Tianfu Sect was once glorious. At that time, there were several monks at the Nascent Soul Stage and above, and the number of people in the entire sect was not weaker than that of the top sects.

However, today's Tianfu Sect has become an inferior sect of cultivating immortals. People can't help but lament how time flies and things have changed.

Yang Gan looked up and saw the towering mountain gate in the distance, as if telling the glorious history of Tianfu Sect. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

'Tianfu Zhenren swept across Huayun Prefecture and almost led Tianfu Sect to become one of the top ten sects of the Jin Dynasty. Unfortunately, tens of thousands of years have passed and it has fallen to this point. Now it is just an insignificant small sect, and there are no Yuanying Stage monks left. , this really makes people lament the impermanence of the world. ’

Time flies and trends change.

Look at it from another angle.

The rise and fall of sects is also a common thing.

Yang Qian understood in his heart that the decline of Tianfu Sect was actually reasonable.

This time, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Qian came to the East China Sea of ​​Jin Dynasty through the teleportation array, which is not far from Huayun Prefecture, he would not have come to this place specially. (End of chapter)