Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 158 Zongqian attracts foundation building

Since the mutual "biting" with Qianjinshan came to an end, Yunyao Sect has entered an absolute state of retreat.

The control area is reduced, the resources are reduced, and further, the disciples' practice begins to be affected.

A series of chain reactions followed.

If the feeling was not obvious at first, then in the past six months, the bitter taste has spread throughout the entire sect and in everyone's mouth.

The most direct change is that from the excitement state earlier, sporadic voices of self-pity began to appear among the disciples.

Of course, in the general direction, the sect is united as one, and its cohesion is greater than in the past.

This day.

The sky is bright and the breeze is gentle.

Somewhere in the sect's formation, a hole the size of a person was suddenly opened, and a figure flew in immediately.

The human figure is riding a flying shuttle, with clouds and mist emerging from it. It is Wu Meng who has returned to his clan.

At this time, it has been more than a year since the bamboo bottom auction ended.

He left the auction early that day and did not encounter any obstacles as expected. However, he originally planned to inform Wang Xu Meng, but failed to find him.

He is probably in the process of chasing Meng Haoyi.

Wu Meng didn't have much to do about this. To be precise, he had different plans from his senior sister, and focused more on improving his own cultivation.

After several fruitless searches, he left after a long night and many dreams.

In the next year, I wandered around and leisurely. Sometimes I transformed into a knight, traveling with the caravan, sometimes I used my imagination to control the wind, and visited the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Of course, saying this might sound lazy, but in fact, his practice has never fallen behind at all.

Among several techniques, Yun Shen Tong's cultivation speed is unparalleled!

A few months ago, I reached the stage of small success.

The spirit is accumulated in the pupil. When this point of spiritual consciousness gathers and does not disperse, converges into the pupil light, and appears like a sharp cone, it is regarded as a small achievement.

Next, you need the strength of your spiritual consciousness at the foundation level before you can continue to practice.

Long Pei's solution to this obstacle back then was to change the essence of the divine consciousness into a more powerful form of the Nether Dragon through visualization.

Wu Meng now has no obstacles and is also contemplating.

It is conceivable how powerful his Yun Shen Pu will be when he completes it.

Of course, the practice of Divine Eyes is just incidental.

Over the past year, his real focus has been on understanding the 'Little Passage Pill'.

After all, it was an elixir at the late stage of Qi training, separated from the basics, and it was an ancient prescription. Even with his enlightenment qualifications, it took a lot of effort.

The result is naturally good.

Just a few days ago, he finally cleared away some of his doubts, and his thoughts became clear enough to the point where he could condense his heart.

Wu Mengli looked at Liuyun Shuttle for a moment.

I saw a blue rainbow breaking through the sky in the distance, it was a woman riding a crane.

Before he even got close, he clasped his fists and asked, "Which fellow disciple has returned to the sect? Please show me the sect's seal."

This is the disciple responsible for guiding him. Even if he clicks on the formation, he still needs to undergo the usual interrogation.

Wu Meng smiled and pointed at himself, and saw the three-stripe pattern on his chest lighting up.

"Strange!"

When the other party looked at it, a look of suspicion appeared on his face: "How did disciple Sansui get out of the sect?"

"In the early years, I came to serve as a garrison."

"Nonsense! The garrison disciples are back. Who are you?!"

The woman raised her eyebrows, turned her palms and threw up a piece of green spiritual leaf, covering her head, with strands of roots entangled with her hair.

Judging from the strength of spiritual pressure, this is an auxiliary magic weapon that is no less than mid-level.

The opponent is not weak and vigilant enough.

He nodded slightly and said, "You should have started earlier than me. Let's call you senior sister. How should you deal with someone like me? You can't just take action if you don't agree with me, right?"

"Don't try to get involved! If you are really Yunyao's disciple, just stay well and name someone, and I'll ask him to pick it up!"

This senior sister is very serious.

"That's fine." Wu Meng thought of a close friend he hadn't seen for a long time and grinned: "Luo Qingbao, I can only let him come and take me..."

I don't have many friends.

Wang Xumeng was probably not at the door, so there was no way he could ask Song Mang to come and fetch him.

"Junior Brother Qingbao!!" The senior sister was obviously surprised: "Are you a disciple of Danfeng?"

"Yup!"

"Someone else."

"Why? Is this guy still hiding and not daring to see people?" He frowned slightly.

The senior sister looked confused: "What are you talking about? Junior Brother Qingbao has been famous for being cold and unkind in recent years. How can he come to receive people in person?"

"..."

Wu Meng was a little curious and said, "You can just call someone, or I can send a message to this guy."

The senior sister looked at him hesitantly for several times, and then said with some embarrassment: "You pass it in front of me, don't play tricks!"

Leaning slightly, a transmission note went through the clouds.

While waiting, he asked casually: "How has Luo Qingbao's cultivation progressed in the past few years?"

Probably because he was extremely cooperative, the hostility of the other party was reduced a lot.

"Junior brother Luo took the sword blank in Huaqu. He heard that he changed his cultivation method and started practicing swordsmanship..."

"Heart-Refining Sword?"

"That's right! That's what he said."

This guy really got the sword blank. I think he feels successful, but I don't know whether to congratulate or sigh.

Looking back at that time, the ending was the best that could be achieved.

If Long Pei really succeeded in killing his mother, Luo Qingbao's mind would be driven to extreme extremes.

After waiting for a long time, no one was seen.

The senior sister shook her head and laughed: "I'll ask you to find someone else, or I'll call someone to take you to Sanjiang Peak to verify your identity..."

Before she could finish her words, a strong wind hit her face.

Looking up, he saw two rainbow lights, one red and one green, shooting toward this place one after another.

With such speed and spiritual pressure, is this the Foundation Establishment Elder? !

Or two? !

Her face was dazed, her eyes widened, and she couldn't react for a moment.

Just passing by...

As soon as the thought came up, Taoist Wuzun's iconic voice came from mid-air, and there seemed to be a hint of anger in it.

"Song Mang, you are nothing!! It's okay if you don't tell me, and you still want to send me a message to get rid of me!"

"Hmph! You are nothing. I am blind and trying to make elixirs for you to heal your wounds!"

"Hey, I'm almost recovered, are you angry?"

boom!

The strong wind blew my hair, and as soon as I heard the sound, the two usually aloof elders fell next to me one after the other.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask for a greeting, but she was speechless for a moment.

"Master, no respectable elder."

Wu Meng waved his sleeves, showing his true colors, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Are you finally willing to come back?" Song Mang said coldly.

He touched his nose and said, "Isn't it because I was afraid of being ambushed by the head of Qianjin Mountain, so I took a detour for a while."

Song Mang looked him up and down, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay! It's rare to return to the clan, what are you doing here?"

The senior sister from before, who was standing silently aside, heard this, her head was buzzing, and her expression changed.

Wu Meng shook his head and said angrily: "Is this a test?"

"That is."

The one who spoke was Wu Zun: "Your performance in Huaqu was so amazing, this guy is worried that you have been taken over by some old devil!"

(End of this chapter)