The whole family has become cannon fodder for cultivating immortals?Hold on to the villain's go

Chapter 59 The Entrance to the Secret Realm
Shen Xingzhou looked at his master in surprise.

In the past, the master was very strict with him, although others secretly said that the master was only using him as a pawn, every time he heard it, he would catch the gossiper and teach him a lesson.

"Shen Xingzhou! Are you stupid! Jiang Ruhe asked you to find magic weapon pills, and asked you to work for him. He has been using you and draining all the value from you!"

"Is it worth it for you to work for such a villain?"

"Do you know what Jiang Ruhe looks like outside? Do you know that the exercises he teaches you will make you mediocre and mediocre? If you continue to practice with him, you will never be able to improve yourself!"

Different people had said bad things about Jiang Ruhe to him, but Shen Xingzhou couldn't believe it.

Because Jiang Ruhe saved him, and let him grow from an orphan in the countryside to a monk who can take care of himself.

Moreover, there are hundreds of Jiang family disciples, and the master only accepted a few disciples who entered the house.

The master also said to him earnestly: "Xingzhou, you are the first apprentice of the master. After the master leaves, this huge Jiang family will be entrusted to you to revitalize!"

He firmly believed that Jiang Ruhe had treated him very well, so he did not allow others to slander his master.

He only hated his mediocre aptitude, slow cultivation speed, and even being unable to catch up with Jiang Fu.

Some time ago, Jiang Fu said that there are heaven and man outside the sky and there are people outside the sky, which already gave him a sense of urgency to practice.

Now hearing that Master said that he would give him an earth-level magic weapon, Shen Xingzhou, a big man, suddenly had red eyes.

Jiang Qiyan: "????"

Shen Xingzhou was moved and said: "Master's kindness, apprentice will never forget it!"

"..." Why is a big man crying?
Jiang Qiyan immediately said seriously: "Okay, hold back."

Even such scolding, to Shen Xingzhou's ears, was the doting of the elders on the younger ones.

Master, master, master and father.

Shen Xingzhou doesn't have a father, and now he just wants to worship Master as his own father!And even if a father is stricter with his children, he should naturally.

"Master, I will definitely win glory for you in the future and make our Jiang family a respectable existence. Take good care of my junior sister! Don't let my junior sister be coveted by those who are ambitious!"

Shen Xingzhou swore on the spot, "Otherwise, I will die with all my cultivation!"

"..."

Jiang Qiyan looked at his apprentice in shock, and his heart was filled with guilt.

Child, do you know... your original master really hurt you, deliberately suppressed you, and prevented you from cultivating too fast...

Well, although he is loyal, it is good to have such a good intention.

Jiang Qiyan was moved and thought at the same time, Silly Baitian would not end well in this world.

You must teach him well in the future, so that he will not trust people so easily.

The next day.

The aristocratic families of the sects of the Xianmeng set off, crossed the Hengyun Mountains, and walked to the northern plains.

The scenery of Hengyun Mountains is pleasant, the peaks are surrounded by fairy clouds, and the low valleys are the habitats of spirit beasts, where man and nature coexist harmoniously.

In the sky, birds sometimes fly by, leaving behind a series of rare chirping sounds.

This is the fairyland that the people of the world talk about. Nowadays, places suitable for cultivation in the world are blessed places and caves. Therefore, some monks fight or cause killings in order to seize the cave.

And some small sects attached themselves to the Xianmeng in order to keep their caves from being taken away by others, otherwise the sects they worked so hard to develop would be looted and made wedding clothes for others in vain.

Some of the monks came here for the first time, and they were very pleasantly surprised when they saw everything, but in order not to embarrass their fellow disciples, they just opened their eyes wide and looked around with curious eyes, and their expressions were also very excited.

This time, the leader of the team was Huang Xiangu, the elder of the Xianmeng. She was using a crutch with a strange shape, the whole body was black, and she didn't know what material it was made of.

Although she was on crutches, her body stood upright, and she didn't bend her body like an old woman in the world.

"Ahead is the entrance to the secret realm." Huang Xiangu pointed to a big tree in front of her and said.

Everyone looked left and right.

"Where? Where?"

"This doesn't look like the entrance to a secret realm..." someone whispered.

Huang Xiangu didn't know if she heard their discussion.

She said very seriously: "Do you know the origin of the secret realm of the third heaven?"

"I know!" A disciple of the Twelve Gates of the Golden Ruins stood up and said, "This is the secret realm left behind after Immortal Dujing passed away."

Huang Xiangu nodded, "Then do you know what this secret realm is?"

Everyone looked confused.

After all, when Du Jingxianzun died, he was already in the Mahayana realm, and he was only one step away from ascending.

Such great power has not existed in the whole world for hundreds of years, and these monks who are at most golden cores have never touched this level at all.

There was an unspeakable sadness in Huang Xiangu's expression.

"You know, when monks have cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm, there is a purple mansion, also called the Shenfu, where the spiritual consciousness gathers, just like the small space in the human body, but it is invisible and intangible."

"The more a monk improves himself, the stronger and more expansive the Divine Palace will be. If the Divine Palace is not destroyed when the monk dies, it will be transformed into a secret place, and the owner of the Divine Palace will take his own pills and magic tools. The like stay there, waiting for future generations to discover."

"The junior monks who are recognized by the master of the shrine will receive a certain gift. And the monks who receive the gift should also carry the will of the seniors and ascend the fairy road. This is the precious legacy left by these seniors for us, and we are blessed by the seniors. , the world’s path to heaven will become smoother and smoother.”

After listening to these words, everyone fell into deep thought, and seemed to have a feeling in their hearts.

"So, there are also some people who are not recognized by the senior, that is, Du Jing Xianzun, and they can't blame others if they don't get treasures, do you understand?"

"understood!"

"understand!"

After listening to everyone's answers, Huang Xiangu said again: "First, don't be disrespectful to him. Second, follow my command in everything. If you lose your life because of your own reasons, Xianmeng will not be responsible!"

This sounded really dangerous, and someone in the crowd couldn't help asking: "Xiangu Huang, according to what you said before, this is a gift from the immortal to us. He is kind, so how can there be danger here?"

"There are spirit beasts guarding here, and there are many traps, and there is a time limit for each opening. If you don't come out within a fixed time, you can only wait for the next time the secret realm is opened. In ten years, I am afraid that it has already been eaten by spirit beasts. When Huang Xiangu said this, she paused: "Everyone has likes and dislikes, why don't you let Xianzun have people he hates?"

"...Xiangu is right."

Huang Xiangu narrowed her eyes, "Okay, time is up, back off."

She raised the crutch into the air, and with a ray of spiritual power injected, the crutch shone brightly.

The sky and the earth seemed to tremble a bit, the wind blew up from the ground, and the whistling sound came from all directions, and everyone was blinded by the wind and sand.

"It seems... this... Immortal Du Jing... really... doesn't like... us... ah..." Some people were even blown into the air by the wind, and the roaring sound fluctuated in everyone's ears.

Jiang Fu thought to himself, this is a problem with the author's setting.

There were so many monks who went in, Du Jing Xianzun favored Gu Yuan alone, but who made him the hero.

(End of this chapter)