Chapter 141 Proposals After Xia Yu saluted, he suggested that everyone go to the palace to stay. Only then did everyone know that he was a member of the royal family here, and they all happily agreed.
Choosing disciples is not a matter of time. They will have to continuously screen for a long time to find those who have benefited the most from this spiritual repayment. It is naturally a good thing to have a place to settle down.
After everyone left, the old man with thinning hair whispered to himself: "The vision I saw a few days ago is indeed a spiritual nourishment. I never thought that such a small ninth-grade empire would have such a foundation to cultivate spiritual essence. This is a spiritual thing on the ranking list."
After saying that, he looked down at the child and said with a smile: "Child, my legs and feet are inconvenient. Can I go to your house to sit and rest for a while?"
"Okay."
The child nodded innocently.
After a cup of tea, in an ordinary small courtyard, seven or eight mummies were lying on the ground. They seemed to have been greatly frightened before they died, and their expressions were very ferocious.
The child fell to the ground, staring blankly at the scene before him, while the old man gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and the skin on his body regained some luster.
"Silly boy."
The old man walked up to the child and wanted to kill him together, but with a slight thought in his mind, he fired a burst of spiritual power that disabled the child's vocal cords.
"I won't kill you, just be my grandson during this time."
The old man patted his head kindly.
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"I came to the right place this time. It is really the place where the spiritual essence is born."
Master Zhuyue looked at the streets with people coming and going, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised. The place where the spiritual essence was fed back, the spiritual power was very abundant and would not dissipate in a short period of time.
In fact, a few days ago, not long after they set out, Master Zhuyue had already sensed that there was a spiritual essence emerging in this direction. The vision was exactly the same as the one in Fire Nation.
But she didn't expect that it would be such a coincidence that the place where the spiritual essence was born would be Daxia where she was coming.
"Master, you talked about the birth of spiritual marrow some time ago. What exactly is the birth of spiritual marrow?"
Master Qinghe was a little curious.
Tiema also looked at Master Zhuyue curiously.
"I can't explain it to you. Just think of it as rain falling from the sky, and then some people will have excellent talents in cultivation. Counting the time, I guess there are already monks arriving here planning to recruit disciples."
Zhuyue Master smiled lightly.
Tiema and Qinghe were a little shocked. The former had known for a long time that there were not many mortals with spiritual talents, and each of them was one of a million.
But just having cultivation talent will not be valued by others. It is even difficult to join the Immortal Sect. The Immortal Sect only wants to accept people with at least good talents.
Spiritual materials are scarce, and the Immortal Sect does not want to waste spiritual materials on cultivating a few third and fourth levels of Qi Refining. This is completely useless to the Immortal Sect. What they want to cultivate are disciples who have the potential to build a foundation.
And the talent that Master Zhuyue said was excellent must be at this level!
"The birth of the spiritual marrow this time will affect that matter. Let's go meet the eldest son of your family first and see what he thinks."
Master Zhuyue looked at Tiema.
"You come with me."
Tiema nodded respectfully.
Not long after, three dusty figures appeared in front of the Fang Mansion. Master Qinghe hurriedly stepped forward to knock on the door, but she didn't recognize the servant who opened the door, and subconsciously looked at the iron horse.
When the servant saw the iron horse, he seemed to know something and quickly got out of the way: "You three, please come in."
"Senior Zhuyue, please."
The iron horse stepped forward respectfully to lead the Zhuyue nodded lightly and led Qing He into the Fang Mansion along with the iron horse.
Fang Chen and Li Daoye came over after hearing the news. As soon as they saw Master Qinghe and Tiema, Fang Chen smiled. Then he looked at Master Zhuyue and clasped his fists in salute:
"Junior Fang Chen, I have met my senior."
Li Daoye was timid and stood aside, not even daring to look directly at Zhu Yue, looking a little guilty.
"Do you have a magic weapon that hides your cultivation? Well, it seems that the inheritance you have obtained is not simple. No wonder you can make purple lightning talismans."
Master Zhuyue examined Fang Chen and saw that he could not see through the other person's cultivation level, so he decided that Fang Chen had a magic weapon that could conceal his cultivation level.
After saying that, she did not ask in detail, but looked at Mr. Li, half-smiling but not smiling: "Your father has sent people everywhere to catch you, and wants you to go back and get married."
Li Daoye said sarcastically: "They probably know that I have enmity with the Blood Spirit Cult, so they must pretend not to know me now."
Master Zhuyue nodded slightly, "I see that you are as timid as a mouse. I never expected you to be so courageous. I was the one who looked down on you before."
"The Moon Chaser is overly praised, haha."
When Li Daoye heard this, he immediately became proud and seemed to have forgotten how Fang Chen stayed in Daxia in the first place.
Master Zhuyue smiled and looked at Fang Chen: "Do you know why I came this time?"
"Because of the Purple Lightning Talisman?"
Fang Chen thought for a while and said calmly.
"Yes and no."
Master Zhuyue chuckled lightly and glanced at Qinghe, "My disciple is soft-hearted and can see the souls lingering in the world, which is very suitable for our martial arts.
She will stay with you because she cannot bear to see the sentient beings here being poisoned by the Blood Spirit Cult. If I solve this matter for you, the merit will go to her.
Her future path will be easier.
If it weren't for her, do you think that a mere inheritance of the purple lightning talisman would allow a foundation-building monk to be sent to you?Do you really think foundation building is so cheap? "
At the end of the sentence, Master Zhuyue's expression became extremely cold and aloof.
When Fang Chen saw this, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "I am judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
Master Qinghe saw that his master seemed a little angry, with worry on his face, and said quickly: "Master, Prince Fang is also doing it for the people of Daxia..."
Master Zhuyue's expression softened slightly, and she nodded slightly. Then she told the story about the birth of the spirit marrow, and finally looked at Fang Chen: "What are your plans? Even if the Blood Spirit Sect's foundation builder comes to Daxia, he will not take action easily after finding out about this matter, and I will definitely come forward to recruit a few disciples for Biyue Temple.
If he knows my identity, then I will put the safety of my sect first and will not take action on your behalf. "
Fang Chen thought for a while and put forward Li Daoye's suggestion.
Zhuyue smiled faintly and said: "He said that, and there is a certain possibility. If the Blood Spirit Sect's foundation found that many people here worshiped the immortal sect, they would not choose this place as the alchemy furnace again.
They always act in a low-key manner and will not easily reveal their whereabouts in front of the monks. After all... In the huge world of cultivation, the Blood Spirit Sect is just like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts to kill them.
Although they don't care about us, they still need to care about those who are truly powerful. "
After a pause, Master Zhuyue changed the subject, "But if you killed the Blood Spirit Cult monks, even if the Foundation Architect no longer considered using Da Xia as a pill furnace, he would still avenge those monks, except for him. You will be in danger.
In the process of your actions, you will leave clues. These are nothing to a foundation-building monk, so I have a suggestion. "
"Senior, please speak."
Fang Chen cupped his fists.
(End of this chapter)