Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 651 Accepting a Disciple as a Master
"cough!"

In addition to Ye Lan, two other demon slayers from Jianyang Prefecture also returned.

Ye Jing looked pale, obviously seriously injured. Meng Xiuwen was fine, holding a toothpick in his mouth, looking quite ugly.

The three of them stepped into the mansion, and Ye Lan made a communication gesture.

Soon, a hunched figure emerged from the ground.

"You're back, how's it going?"

Min Zhiyan leaned on a cane, glanced at Ye Jing, and sighed secretly in his heart.

This little girl's cultivation has reached the level of a true immortal, and she was personally trained by General Yan Lan. She has remarkable abilities, but even she had an accident. It seems that this incident is of great significance.

Ye Lan led a few people into the courtyard, nodded to Shen Yi, and then said softly: "The Divine Dynasty was furious, but unfortunately the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva had already made preparations and let him escape back to the sect. The Seventeen Prefectures Demon Slaying Division cooperated with the court and planned to control the spread of the Lotus Platform Method, but the effect was minimal..."

Although Ye Jing could not reveal her identity as the Demon Slayer, she was still cooperating with the imperial court.

But they encountered resistance and were even severely injured.

It only means that among the many cultivators and demons who listened to the Bodhisattva's teachings that day, a large number of them had lost their minds, and under the temptation of the path of the Sixth-Rank Golden Lotus Practitioner, they began to go against the imperial court in order to bring this method back to their sect or clan.

"Signs of chaos are beginning to appear." Min Zhiyan frowned.

"This is just the beginning." Meng Xiuwen spat out the toothpick in his mouth, his eyes cold: "After taking this Golden Lotus Technique, do you expect them to honestly overcome the physical tribulation?"

It's not that the Divine Dynasty is stingy. No matter whether it is a large sect or a religion, as long as they recruit disciples and teach the Dharma through normal channels, the imperial court has never interfered.

But ever since the cultivators figured out the path of heart tribulation, any technique that reached the seventh level and above has begun to shake the foundation of the Divine Dynasty.

Fortunately, most of those who mastered these skills were from the three religions, or had close ties with the three religions. Their numbers were few, so the imperial court turned a blind eye.

However, the sudden action of the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva this time caught people off guard.

"I'm afraid that within a few months, there will be obscene sacrifices and temples everywhere."

Whether it is the Three Immortals Sect or the Bodhi Sect, the disciples in the sect must abide by the rules to obtain the imperial energy, and work for the people of China in exchange for a certain level of cultivation.

However, those independent cultivators who have no one to restrain them, or even demons, once they get hold of such precious scriptures, their methods of seizing the imperial energy may not be so shameless.

Among such a large number, there will always be some lucky ones who can successfully enter the realm of Golden Lotus Walker.

When you reach this level, what you need to pursue is the great sutra of fruition.

The Bodhi Religion does not have to pay anything at all, and it can gain a large number of "disciples" sent by itself out of thin air. As a price, it is extremely difficult for the Divine Dynasty to maintain this peaceful and prosperous era.

"What does the Immortal Court have to say? Are they just going to watch the Bodhi Sect do whatever it wants?" Meng Xiuwen looked to the side.

"Xian Ting..." Min Zhiyan smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly: "If Xian Ting wanted to intervene, Qibao Bodhisattva would have no chance to go to Heshan at all."

This is also what puzzles the God of Land the most. The Immortal Court and the Divine Dynasty jointly rule the human world. What benefits will it bring to those above them if the human world is in chaos?

"..."

Ye Lan's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he knew something, but he didn't say much.

The matters between the Divine Dynasty and the Immortal Court are still too far away from people like them. In comparison, the troubles at hand are more important.

While the Bodhi Sect still has to deal with the imperial court, the matter of the Arhat status must be covered up as soon as possible.

She walked slowly to Shen Yi and said, "Let Meng Xiuwen look after Jianyang Mansion first. If you have nothing else to do, come with me."

"it is good."

Shen Yi listened quietly to the conversation between the few people without interrupting.

He had experienced several major chaos, so he understood better that in such a situation, improving one's strength was the only effective means of self-protection.

"Tsk, tsk."

Meng Xiuwen quietly patted Shen Yi's shoulder and winked at him. This kid, who pretended not to be very interested last time, went out for a while and was noticed by Ye Lan.

The method is not bad.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiuwen whispered: "Try harder, Taixu..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Lan glared back at him with a frown.

What General Yan Lan is most worried about now is that Shen Yi will misunderstand something and think that she has really joined the tutelage of Patriarch Shenxu. Given her current situation, she is not qualified to impart any Taoist fruits to the other party.

"Let's get going. The sooner we go, the sooner we'll be back."

Ye Lan said no more, and rushed out of the mansion with Shen Yi and Ye Jing.

……

Those who practice Taoism have always longed for a life of leisure and ease.

Only sects like the Yulong Sect and the Baiyun Cave, which need the help of the imperial court to protect their own sects, will place their disciples within the jurisdiction of the Divine Dynasty.

True immortals do not like being constrained, and are even less willing to deal with court officials. They usually build their caves between immortal mountains and the sea.

Shenxu Mountain is located in the sea outside of Da Nanzhou.

There are more than 300 peaks surrounding the main mountain, which are boundless at a glance. It seems like a formation created by heaven and earth, with an air of immortality, which is not inferior to the heaven.

Among the more than 300 peaks, there are eight that are the tallest, standing around the main mountain.

Only when one actually crosses mountains and seas, on such a long journey across China, does the difference in cultivation become increasingly obvious.

With the sword light under his feet, Ye Lan was truly traveling to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening.

Even if he brought Ye Jing with him, Shen Yi, who was at the seventh level of True Immortal Realm, could never catch up with him.

Of course, Shen Yi can also manifest a fifth-grade golden body of Arhat and travel on foot. Even if he can't catch up with Ye Lan, at least he won't become a burden.

But that would be too ostentatious. It was a stolen achievement, and it was no different from seeking death.

Therefore, it took the three of them two full months just to travel.

"When you get there, try to be less talkative and be patient."

Ye Lan looked down at the many peaks below, and when his eyes reached the fifth highest peak, there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

Under the tutelage of Patriarch Shenxu, there are eight second-generation disciples, each of whom opens a lineage to continue the inheritance.

Now, the fifth meridian still exists, but the founder who opened the meridian is no longer here. Only one disciple from the third generation is left. Therefore, this disciple is called Master Ye Lan.

"..."

Shen Yi nodded his chin slightly, but there was some doubt in his eyes.

If I remember correctly, Ye Lan once said that her lineage was almost extinct.

But the peak they were heading towards was crowded with people. Countless disciples turned into streams of light, busy and bustling, making it very lively.

The aroma of medicine is everywhere, rich and tempting.

Ye Lan led the two of them slowly down the mountain. When they reached the mountainside, they felt out of place here, as if they were an outsider.

She looked indifferent and walked up the mountain without looking around.

An elderly monk saw the few people and was stunned for a moment before he stopped with a strange look on his face and bowed, "Senior Sister Ye is back."

Ye Lan just nodded slightly and walked straight over. "These are all people from the Sixth Peak. They practice the Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation. My sister's lineage mainly practices the Dao of Alchemy. After the accident, the Sixth Peak's ancestor sent people to take over this peak, including those Dao of Alchemy and natural treasures..."

Ye Jing followed quietly behind and reminded Lord Shen softly.

Once you come to the Immortal Sect, you can no longer be called a general.

"understood."

Shen Yi also followed Ye Lan up the mountain. Feeling more and more strange gazes from all around, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

No wonder the other party showed that expression before, it was obvious that he was being eaten up.

It is hard to say how much say Ye Lan still has in this clan.

By the time the three of them arrived at the small courtyard on the top of the mountain, the news of their return had already spread to several surrounding peaks.

"come in."

Ye Lan stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the courtyard, and the indifference on her face finally faded a little.

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However, when I saw that there were no fallen leaves on the ground, it was obvious that someone often swept it. There was also hot tea on the stone table, and an almost tangible spiritual mist was floating in the green tea soup.

She suddenly clenched her five fingers tightly.

The fifth peak has been occupied by someone, and now even this remaining courtyard is occupied by someone else.

The furnishings in the courtyard that were sealed in memory have been changed beyond recognition.

"call--"

Ye Lan adjusted her breathing, slowly loosened her five fingers, and walked into the inner room.

Looking at the arm-high statue of the ancestor placed on the altar in the front, her eyes were completely filled with coldness.

"Senior Sister Ye is back, why didn't she say hello to me in advance!"

A disheveled handsome young man rushed in quickly, holding the door, and greeted with a smile. Seeing Ye Lan staring at the altar, he touched his earlobe and said casually: "Senior sister is not in the peak all year round, and it is our disciples from the sixth peak who take care of this place. Junior brother estimated that you rarely come back, so it is convenient for the disciples to worship the ancestor, so he replaced the statue of the ancestor."

"I really don't mean anything else. Senior Sister, you shouldn't mind, right?"

"..."

Under the gaze of the young man, Ye Lan showed no joy or anger. He just reached out his hand to take down the statue of the ancestor and threw it casually at the young man's feet.

boom.

The ancestor rolled around twice, causing the young man's face to change drastically: "Senior sister! This is your uncle, you are a little too rude..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Take your father and get out."

Ye Lan waved his hand with a hint of disdain, sweeping the altar clean with his spiritual light.

She leaned over and took out a dusty statue of a middle-aged man from the corner under the altar. She wiped it carefully several times with her clean white sleeves and then carefully placed it in the middle of the altar.

Finally, he pinched a few remaining incense sticks on the altar, took out new incense, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner meticulously.

After doing all this, she slowly turned around, not even bothering to look at the young man, and said to Shen Yi: "I have already sent a message to the other peaks. When the time comes, I will officially accept you as my disciple."

Logically speaking, the third generation of disciples shouldn't need to go through so much trouble to recruit new disciples.

But Ye Lan is different. Although she is a third-generation disciple in Shenxu Mountain, she holds the position of peak master and has the same status as the other seven second-generation disciples.

As he spoke, several powerful auras suddenly enveloped the courtyard.

Its strength was so strong that even Shen Yi, who had personally experienced the fifth level of fruition, was slightly frightened.

The next moment, three figures with immortal looks quietly landed in the courtyard. One was a middle-aged man with black beard, another with white hair and a youthful face, and the last one was a beautiful woman who still had charm.

Seven letters were sent, but only three came, and the statue man was not among them.

"Masters, please take a look!"

The disheveled young man pointed at the statue at his feet in exasperation. He was too timid to say anything just now, but now he almost cursed and repeated what had happened before with grievance.

"Lan'er!" The middle-aged man with black beard was the master of the third peak. He looked stern and said in a deep voice, "Mu Yang is your uncle. Even if he is dissatisfied in his heart, how can he behave so disrespectfully?"

Facing the black-bearded middle-aged man's accusation, Ye Lan did not try to defend himself, nor did he intend to ask for help. He just said calmly: "Uncle Qianfeng, please call me Peak Master."

This simple sentence made Taoist Qianfeng's face stagnate slightly. The fingertips he extended curled slightly, and then he waved his sleeves angrily: "Okay, okay, Master Ye Feng, it's me who doesn't know what's good for you."

The other two peak masters looked at each other, but had no intention of getting involved.

Ye Lan has already assumed the posture of a peak master and no longer considers himself a junior. With such a blunt attitude, no matter how much he talks, it will only lead to boredom.

"..."

Shen Yi silently observed the scene in front of him. He was now an outsider and could only stand obediently by the side like Ye Jing.

But many things are already clear.

Even though this Taoist Qianfeng came up and started to criticize, the fact that he was there meant that he was probably one of the more neutral peak masters.

As for the others who were not present, they probably didn't take Ye Lan seriously at all.

"The time has come."

Ye Lan did not show any emotion from beginning to end. She was just going through the process. It didn't matter to her whether those people came or not.

"You come here."

She pointed behind her.

After Shen Yi stood still, Ye Lan turned to look at the statue, then lifted his skirt and knelt on the ground: "Today, Ye Lan, in the name of the Fifth Peak Master, accepts Shen Yi as a disciple on behalf of the master. Shen Yi will be accepted into the Fifth Peak and worshipped as the third-generation disciple of the Shenxu Patriarch. From now on, we will be fellow disciples and will never abandon each other, no matter life or death!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she kowtowed respectfully towards the statue of the ancestor.

When he stood up, the expression on his face turned indifferent again, and he turned around and made a gesture to see him off.

"..."

The three peak masters had complicated expressions and glanced at the young man in black at the same time.

The Fifth Peak had long been in name only, and the only one left, Ye Lan, rarely returned to Shenxu Mountain because of what happened. He traveled outside all year round, and no one knew what he was doing.

Now that he has finally returned, he is doing what the master of that generation did, accepting disciples.

Are they planning to restart the Fifth Peak?
After so many years, this girl's mind is a little too immature. The resources on the Fifth Peak have long been firmly controlled by Junior Brother Mu Yang. It is not so easy to take them back.

The title of a peak master alone is far from enough.

The disheveled young man stood outside the door, holding the statue, with a look of surprise.

He was not the peak master, had not received any message, and had no idea of ​​the purpose of Ye Lan's return.

Apprentice?

Who are you collecting for, the Fifth Peak?
Where is the Fifth Peak now!
Thinking of this, his eyelids twitched, and he stared at the young man in black clothes with an unfriendly expression, then turned and flew towards the Sixth Peak.

I have finally become half-peak master, I can't let this bitch cause any trouble again!
(End of this chapter)