The system asked me, a weak woman, to challenge a saint

Su Lingyin had already sent word to the entire forward team. When Xiao Yuhan and Li Ke followed Su Lingyin out of the castle, they saw dozens of monks rising into the air, and groups of five controlled magic weapons and flew in all directions. .

Su Lingyin was the captain, Li Ke was the guide to the small world, and Xiao Yuhan was the guide's escort, so the three of them were not part of the previous investigation group. The three of them randomly found a group and flew to the area they were responsible for exploring.

After arriving at the designated area, Su Lingyin let go of her consciousness and soon discovered a place where a large number of mortals gathered and there were fluctuations in spiritual power. She immediately flew in that direction with seven people.

Near noon, Xiao Yuhan saw a remote village. The sun was shining on the roofs, and the mottled light and shadow reflected the bluestone streets. This small village is nestled among a verdant bamboo forest, with weathered brick houses scattered here and there, and a few yellowed lanterns hanging on the street facades. The villagers all seemed to be hard-working, honest, and harmonious with their neighbors. Their faces were full of exhaustion, but their eyes were still full of happiness and satisfaction. A small river runs through the village. Villagers wash and cook by the river, and children play.

At this moment, due to the appearance of eight monks, the noise in the village gradually disappeared. The villagers all wore silk, silk, or plain gauze casual clothes and solid-color cloth shoes. Both men and women wore scarves to tie their hair, which was incompatible with the monks' clothes.

Su Lingyin and other eight monks walked along the bluestone street, curiously looking at every plant and tree in the village. Most people in the village did not dare to get close and looked at this group of majestic monks in awe. An elderly villager stooped, showed a kind smile, and said with a trembling voice: "I wonder why all the immortal masters came to our Anquan Village?"

Su Lingyin didn't speak. Xiao Yuhan stepped forward and bowed her hands and said, "Old man, you are a mortal, how can you tell who we are as monks?"

The old man hurriedly paid homage and said: "The immortal master is really a shameful old man. This is not a place to talk. If you don't mind, please come with me. There is an old immortal in this village who foresaw the arrival of the immortal masters, so he asked the old man to come to greet them. .”

Xiao Yuhan and others discussed a few words via voice transmission, and finally Su Lingyin nodded and said: "Since that fellow Taoist has kindly invited us, we will not refuse and will lead the way."

When the elders heard Su Lingyin's words, their faces immediately showed expressions of joy. He immediately led the eight people towards a tile-roofed house in the center of the village. There was an old monk who had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. He was tall and thin, with a broad forehead, pale skin, and a mysterious aura in his eyes. His hair is black and shiny, his beard and hair are all white, and his beard is coiled around the corners of his mouth. He wore a large black monk's robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns, giving people a solemn and majestic feeling.

When the old man saw the crowd, a spring breeze-like smile appeared on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "It is an honor for me, fellow Taoists, to come to my humble residence. My name is Chen Muluo, and I am a local monk of the Chen family. Please come in and say a few words."

The old man welcomed the eight people into the guest room, where spiritual tea and some spiritual fruits were prepared.

After inviting the eight people to take their seats, he sat behind the tea table and personally made tea for the eight monks. The spiritual fruits on display are fragrant and their glutinous texture makes people salivate.

The spiritual tea brewed by Chen Muluo is clear and transparent, exuding a faint aroma of spiritual energy, which makes people intoxicated.

Chen Muluo held the tea bowl elegantly. His expression at this time was slightly sad, as if he had experienced thousands of years of wind and rain and witnessed the birth and birth of countless people. His eyes were deep and gentle, always looking at the eight monks, as if he could see into their thoughts and dreams. The only wisdom that stood in the years was so profound.

Xiao Yuhan failed to detect Chen Muluo's cultivation level, and the two parties have not yet conducted formal communication, so the system's social panel has not yet entered this person's information. After a brief discussion with Xiao Xuan, she decided to take the risk and test it out.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, my surname is Chen, with the courtesy name Wenruo, and comes from the Chen family in Yizhou." Xiao Yuhan applied the geographical location of the Ming Dynasty obtained from Xiao Xuan to the self-reported family, trying to get closer to the old man.

"Oh? It's my family." Chen Muluo glanced at Xiao Yuhan meaningfully, then shook his head and smiled, "You are all monks from outside, right."

"How do fellow Taoists know?" Before Xiao Yuhan could speak, Li Ke could no longer hold back and asked first.

"Hahaha, your clothes are far from those of our Holy Kingdom. What's more important is that you have no spiritual roots." Chen Muluo said with a smile, stroking his hands.

At this time, even the well-informed Su Lingyin couldn't sit still, and she looked at a loss when her eyes met with the others.

Xiao Yuhan had enough exchanges at this time and opened Chen Muluo's social panel.

Chen Muluo, Taoist layman

Relationship: Recognize the host as a destined person

Age: 273 years old

Friendliness: 10% (10% friendliness with the second host)

Cultivation level: Late stage of Nascent Soul Realm

Identity: Casual repair

Status: healthy

After seeing Chen Muluo's message, she was shocked, and then relieved. It seemed that the other party was indeed not hostile, but there was some information on the panel that she couldn't understand.

She quickly asked Xiao Xuan in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Sister Xuan, what's going on with Chen Muluo's cultivation? I don't quite understand."

Xiao Xuan did not respond.

At this time, Chen Muluo saw everyone's confusion and said gently: "You are the monks of the Great Jin Dynasty, right? You don't cultivate spiritual roots, you major in spiritual body, absorb spiritual energy from the outside world, and transform the spiritual energy into spiritual power." It travels through the meridians of the whole body. And all our holy monks have spiritual roots, and spiritual power comes from within. They can perform spells without penetrating the meridians. However, whether it is cultivating the spiritual body or cultivating spiritual roots, the method of communicating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the same."

The old man's words once again shocked everyone present. This knowledge almost subverted their understanding of cultivating immortals. Su Lingyin and Chen Muluo were both at the Nascent Soul Realm. After a little exploration, she discovered that the other party's way of operating spiritual power was different from hers, and she was completely shocked.

But Su Lingyin was a person who had lived for nearly 200 years after all. She recovered quickly, found the key information and asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I don't know what a saint is?"

Chen Muluo seemed to be thinking about how to explain. He thought for a while and replied: "Those people you call the alien demon clan are the saint puppets controlled by the saint clan."

Li Ke stood up suddenly. She opened her mouth in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Then all the alien demons are puppets?"

Chen Muluo raised his hand to signal Li Ke not to get excited, and after asking her to sit down, he slowly introduced the sect that could refine holy puppets: "Yes, there are some monks in our holy clan who like the art of puppets. Founded a Saint Puppet Sect with a not long history, just over 300 years. These monks are proficient in mechanism techniques and corpse control techniques. However, due to the strict laws of our Saint Clan, it is forbidden to use saints and mortal bodies to make puppets, so this sect I have always been studying some mechanism puppets, and I have made quite a lot of achievements.

Until a hundred years ago, this sect found a group of monks with no spiritual roots from nowhere. Since they were foreign monks and were not protected by the laws of the saints, the holy puppet sect refined all these monks into puppets... …”