Mortals ask the immortals

It had been almost two months since Duan Qing entered Jin Xuanzong. It was another early morning, and long bursts of bells suddenly rang out in the peaceful Wuxiang Mountain, resounding throughout the entire sect.

At this time, Duan Qing, who was in the cabin in the bamboo forest of Yanfeng, was worried!

Since he discovered that the mysterious metal can create spiritual spring water a few days ago, he has been using this spiritual spring water to practice. He even found that after drinking the spiritual spring water, he did not even need to take the Bigu Pill and would not feel hungry.

But the problem now is that his spiritual stones have almost been used up, and he only has the last one left on him for emergencies.

He was just thinking about asking Second Senior Brother or Senior Sister Lu Ying how to obtain spirit stones, when the sudden sound of a bell interrupted his thoughts.

At this time, Master Sanyan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Come see me quickly."

Duan Qing was a little frightened. The master's voice here could be directly transmitted to his mind. Does the master know everything on Yanfeng? Then I wonder if his secret has been discovered!

I still underestimated Master! I heard Senior Sister Lu Ying say that the master is in a state of mind that is above the mortal world, but I don’t know what kind of magical powers he has!

He walked anxiously all the way to the master's attic. In addition to the master, there were three people standing inside, two of whom he knew.

The tall young man was Second Senior Brother Wu Da, the woman in white with bells on her feet and green patterned gauze skirt was Senior Sister Lu Ying who had disappeared for more than a month, and there was also a skinny young man wearing Yanfeng's red Taoist robe, but he had never seen him before. .

The few people seemed to be talking about something. When they saw Duan Qing arriving at the door, the second senior brother was the first to look at Duan Qing. His expression was not as bold and straightforward as before, but he asked Duan Qing almost tremblingly. "Junior Brother Duan, Senior Brother is really..."

The second senior brother did not call him junior brother as in the past, but called him junior brother Duan, which showed that his heart was extremely uneasy now.

Senior sister Lu Ying and the skinny young man also looked at Duan Qing, waiting for his answer.

Duan Qing knew that this day would come, and was not too surprised. But suddenly he thought of Ma Liang, that idiot who did not risk his life for love. He felt a little sad for a moment, and nodded to his second senior brother. "Brother Ma Liang...it is true...that I buried him with my own hands!"

The second senior brother suddenly became excited when he heard this. He came forward and grabbed Duan Qing's arms and shouted. "Who harmed Senior Brother! Who is it! I want to avenge Senior Brother!"

Lu Ying next to her also had red eyes, and her tears kept falling like a kite with a broken string.

Only the skinny young man remained unmoved.

Duan Qing was grabbed by the second senior brother's hands. He felt that the second senior brother's hands were made of iron, and it hurt him when he squeezed them.

At this moment, Master San Yan, who had been silent all this time, finally took action.

I saw Master San Yan waving his hand to the second senior brother, who was suddenly pulled back, his hands separated from Duan Qing, staggered, and fell to the ground, crying.

Then I saw Master San Yan looking around at everyone and saying coldly. "The head brother and my master have speculated that the person who killed your senior brother was the elder of the Chayue Sect of Erlan Kingdom, Situ Xiangnan. This person has a very deep practice and has become a powerful expert in the state of mind decades ago. If you really If you want to avenge your senior brother, practice hard and set foot on the state of mind as soon as possible."

Although Master San Yan's words were calm, when his eyes fell on Duan Qing, he still broke out in a cold sweat and did not dare to take a breath.

Everyone was a little silent for a moment when they heard that the person who killed the senior brother was the powerful Yiwen Xingjing. The gap between the Wenxinjing and the Mortal Realm was too big! The one with the highest level of cultivation among them is only at the peak of the early stages of metamorphosis, and is still far away from asking about his state of mind!

Seeing everyone's silence, Master San Yan spoke again. "That's the end of this matter. Today is the annual gathering of spirits. Your senior brother is not around. From now on, Yanfeng will rely on you."

After a pause, he said to Lu Ying. "Ying'er, you have just broken through to the mortal world, and your realm is not yet stable. Please don't take action later, just watch the battle from the sidelines."

"By the way, you haven't seen Wuye yet, this is your junior junior brother Duan Qing who has just started.

"This is your third senior brother, Jiang Wuye."

Master San Yan introduced Duan Qing and the skinny young man.

Duan Qing quickly said to the skinny young man. "Duan Qing has met Third Senior Brother."

Jiang Wuye grinned and nodded to Duan Qing in response.

Although Third Brother Jiang Wuye's face was still calm, his heart was already filled with joy. He had only returned from his shift at the Spirit Mine a few days ago. As soon as he came back, Second Brother Wu Da told him that Master had received a new one. An apprentice with somewhat poor qualifications.

He was a little curious at first. He felt that Master San Yan was not someone who would do such a thankless job. In the same way, cultivating a person with good qualifications would cost much less resources than one with poor qualifications, and the cultivation speed would be much faster. .

The three of them gathered this morning for the annual gathering of scattered spirits. The second senior brother Wu Da asked the senior brother why he hadn't come back yet. Only then did Master San Yan confess the truth to the three of them, saying that Duan Qing got started with Ma Liang's Jinxuan Order. .

In fact, not only was he not sad about this, but he was also slightly excited. In Yanfeng, senior brother Ma Liang had always been someone everyone looked up to. His cultivation had always surpassed everyone, and he was regarded as the successor to the throne by Master San Yan.

Jiang Wuye boasted that his talent was no worse than that of his senior brother. Although he entered the profession a year later than his second senior brother, he had already reached the level of transformation two years earlier. In terms of wisdom and talent, he was much better than his senior brother with his wooden head. Ma Liangna Personality, in his opinion, is stupid.

But because he entered the sect late, he was suppressed by his senior brother Ma Liang everywhere. When other people in the sect mentioned the younger generation of Yanfeng, they always mentioned Ma Liang, but never mentioned Jiang Wuye. The master was also partial to him everywhere, and even the junior sister he secretly loved was closest to the senior brother.

Now that the senior brother is gone, the second senior brother has good qualifications and practices hard, but his brain is a little worse. Junior sister Luying is playful by nature and can't take on great things. It seems that the position of the head of Yanfeng will belong to Jiang Wuye in the future.

Jiang Wuye glanced at Luying, who was crying beside him, and his heart was very eager. Junior sister, junior sister, you will be mine, Jiang Wuye, sooner or later!

As for Duan Qing, Jiang Wuye never thought about what she could do. With such poor qualifications and late entry, he didn't know whether she could break through the mortal realm in this life. She was not a threat to him at all.

At this time, Duan Qing didn't know that the seemingly friendly third senior brother in front of him had so many tricks in his stomach.

He was still thinking about what the scattered spirits that Master had just mentioned were about. It should be related to the bell sound. The bell sound stopped before he reached the attic. He had been looking for an opportunity to ask his second senior brother what was going on!

"Let's go. Don't let the head senior brother and your uncles wait for too long. Wu Da, take your little junior brother with you."

True Man San Yan said to everyone, and then he turned into a red light and soared into the sky.

Third Senior Brother Jiang Wuye summoned a blue wavy flying sword and was the first to follow. Senior Sister Lu Ying wiped her tears, looked at Duan Qing and hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing. She also summoned a green silk ribbon to support her body and followed.

In the end, only the second senior brother Wu Da and Duan Qing were left. The second senior brother did not say much, summoned a black gilded hammer, and took Duan Qing to fly to the main peak.

Duan Qing felt the feeling of flying again, but this time he did not faint. He stood behind the second senior brother, holding the second senior brother's clothes tightly, for fear of falling off.

But his worries were unnecessary. The black gilded hammer flew very smoothly. He didn't even feel a trace of wind. He saw the scenery under his feet shrinking rapidly. After a while, he arrived at the large bluestone square he saw last time.

Unlike last time, there were about a hundred people in the square at this time. They were wearing the same style of Taoist robes, but the colors were slightly different. They were talking to each other in groups of three or five.

The second senior brother led Duan Qing to the direction of Sanyan Zhenren. At this time, Duan Qing finally had the opportunity to ask the second senior brother. "Second senior brother, what exactly is this Sanlinghui?"