My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

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The deacon is confused, what do you mean?Don't think it's enough to attract hatred?You don't have to cooperate with me like this, do you?

Sure enough, many people in the field changed their faces. The deacon was excited all of a sudden, and said righteously: "Old Ancestor! We should put the safety of our disciples as the most important thing. Entering the secret realm at this time, maybe we can save one or two people." Don't worry, no matter how powerful the beasts in the secret realm are, they are only at the second level, and we are enough to deal with them!"

Jing Yue took everyone's expressions into his eyes, ignored the deacon, but said: "You said that your companion is either dead or injured, but you don't see any injuries?"

Everyone was stunned, and some injured disciples subconsciously looked at the wounds, and found that their bodies were intact and felt no pain!It's just that when they came out, their emotions fluctuated so much that they didn't notice it!

Moreover, everyone looks neat, where does it seem to have been tortured?

Jing Yue: "Since your injuries are fake, how could your companion really die?"

Could it be that everything is an illusion?

No, it's impossible!Zhao Feichen denied that everything that happened in the secret realm was so real - the pain in the body, the torment in the heart, he saw his friends die in front of him with his own eyes, even the blood was warm!

Just as Zhao Feichen was about to speak, he saw another light on the teleportation array. When the light faded, piles of disciples appeared outside the teleportation array. You pressed me, and I piled up on you, instantly crowding his field of vision.

"..."

Zhao Feichen saw Wang Xiu in the crowd at a glance, his mind was buzzing, and he rushed over like crazy.As soon as he stood still, he saw the other party wake up, "I'm... in hell? Feichen? Why are you here?"

After saying that, his eyes darkened, "So you're dead too?"

The corner of Zhao Feichen's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help the sore nose, sobbing: "No, we're all fine."

People woke up one after another. Zhao Feichen saw Liu Li and Yuan Qing'er. No matter how stupid he was, he understood that everything that happened in the secret realm was fake. Neither he nor his friends left.

"Where is this? Didn't I get bitten to death by a ferocious beast?"

"How come I can still see you even after I'm dead, it's really haunting!"

"So the world after death is like this? It's like the Cold Cloud Sect. Could it be that the hell everyone sees is the place they yearn for the most in their hearts? Then why am I not on Baiwu Peak?"

"..."

bro, you exposed...

All of a sudden, all kinds of weird dialogues can be heard endlessly.

"Enough!" Zhao Feichen couldn't help interrupting, "You guys didn't die at all, didn't you see that the ancestor is still there?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Jing Yue in bewilderment, but saw that his brows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, and his original aura was lost a lot, and he finally looked like he should be at eleven or twelve years old.

Jing Yue: "The secret realm of the hills you have experienced is just an illusion created by Yiye Patriarch with his consciousness, and that illusion can also arouse your consciousness. If you are injured in the illusion, your consciousness will transmit pain, so you feel It's very real. If you die in the illusion, you will just lose consciousness temporarily."

No matter the deacons or disciples present, they all suddenly realized.

Suddenly someone said in surprise: "Then my consciousness is not hurt?"

Jing Yue: "You try?"

The man carefully released his consciousness, but he felt that he was stronger than before, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Jing Yue: "This illusion won't really damage the consciousness, but it can hone the strength of the consciousness. You must have noticed the benefits. Of course, this method is effective once in a while, but in the long run, it may cause the consciousness to produce memories. scar."

Some people who thought they had found a way to cultivate their spiritual consciousness were happy, but they were disappointed after hearing this.

Another human said: "It turns out that Patriarch Yiye deliberately tempered us."

Some deacons who didn't know the inside story all sighed: "This kind of method is really unheard of. To create such a realistic illusion, how powerful is the divine sense of Yiye Patriarch?"

Only the two deacons at the front turned pale and didn't dare to say a word.

Jing Yue withdrew his smile, glanced at them coldly, and changed the topic, "But the illusion is indeed derived from the secret realm of the hill, that is to say, the two are exactly the same parallel space."

What's the meaning?Can't understand.

Seeing everyone staring at him blankly, Jing Yue said: "If there is no illusion created by Patriarch Yiye, you will enter the real secret hill and experience all the changes in the secret real. Such as injury, such as death."

The amount of information contained in this sentence is quite sufficient. Someone cautiously probed, "What does the ancestor mean, is there really someone playing tricks in the secret place of the hill?"

"Then ask him!"

With a wave of Jing Yue's sleeve, a person was thrown out of thin air.

"It's you!"

Many deacons recognized it, and this person was none other than Deacon Zhao who was guarding the secret realm of Xiaoshan.

But the attention of the disciples seems to be a little off.

"Isn't this... something that can only be practiced at the golden core stage?"

The outer disciples looked at Jing Yue with glowing eyes, "The ancestor is really talented, but he learned it during the Qi training period!"

Jing Yue: "..."

He just wanted to lure out the people behind the scenes, so with the help of Yiye, he sealed off Deacon Zhao's five senses, threw him into the Sumeru Ring, and let him lie with Lingkuang for two days, that's all.The flick of his sleeve just now was purely a habitual action.

What's in your sleeve?nonexistent.

But it seems strange to explain seriously at this time?

Therefore, Jing Yue could only use a smile.

"Jingjing is fine! I was very disappointed in this selection. There wasn't anyone who could play. But you've been very successful in your pretense this time. I'll give you [-] points. You won't be proud if you get one more point." Lan Feng praised.

"..."

Tolerate!Seeing that Jiji made a great contribution this time.

The reason why Jing Yue was able to "see the future" was because he had been guarding against someone who wanted to make trouble against him since he entered the inner sect.So, he asked Lan Feng, who was used to listening to the wall, to walk around the deacons and stewards twice when he had nothing to do. Lan Feng happily accepted the task and performed it very well.

What's more, the secret realm of Xiaoshan was refined by him, so of course it has something to do with him.

He knew about those people's plans very early on, and the reason why he held back was that he wanted to be ruthless, and let all the disciples see clearly how harmful the factional struggle was to the Cold Cloud Sect and every disciple?

Jing Yue collected himself and examined the two deacons who were from the personal sect.

After seeing Deacon Zhao, the two knew that the matter had been revealed, and the blood on their faces faded away.

They looked at each other in horror, and hurriedly staggered away, hoping that Deacon Zhao would keep his mouth shut, and there might be room for change.

However, it backfired.

As soon as Deacon Zhao woke up, he met the indifferent black eyes of Shangxin Patriarch.

At that moment, the last fragment of his memory flashed through his mind - he was caught by Yiye Patriarch, and he was caught with the stolen goods.

Fear took away all the courage and strength of Deacon Zhao, so he lay on the ground in such a state of embarrassment, telling the whole truth like pouring beans.

He said that he was originally a family member, and he was lucky enough to join the Cold Cloud Sect. He had worked hard for more than a hundred years, but his cultivation stagnated in the foundation building, and he was finally sent to guard the secret place of the hill.

He knew that he had no chance to attack Jindan, and seeing that time was running out, in order to protect the interests of the family, he could only focus on the next generation.And the junior he was most optimistic about was taken to the dungeon by Steward Wang of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Inner Sect last time, and he died there.

He felt very painful, but the talents in the clan were withered, leaving only a descendant with four spiritual roots, which was the most complex and inferior kind.With such aptitude, it was impossible to pass the sect examination, so he asked the senior officials of the aristocratic family to help clear it up.But the Shijia faction was scared out of their wits by Jing Yue, so they didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and refused without thinking.

Not reconciled, he pestered him repeatedly, and finally made the other party anxious, and even uttered evil words, saying that the members of his family were uneducated, and the Han Yunzong didn't collect trash.

This sentence made him hate the other party, and Jing Yue even more.He believed that Jing Yue was the root cause of all this, but what could he do?

In desperation, someone came to him and said that he wanted to make a deal with him. After the deal was completed, he only needed to commit suicide to leave a way out for the children of the clan.

He thought for a while, if he sacrificed himself, he could protect the family and add obstacles to Jing Yue and the family faction, why not do it?

Therefore, the day before the selection, he used his authority to sprinkle the medicine powder prepared by the other party on the stream in the secret place of the hill according to the plan. This medicine can double the strength of the beast within seven days and make the temper even more violent.

"Old, old ancestor, this matter has nothing to do with us!"

After listening to Deacon Zhao's narration, several deacons from the aristocratic family wanted to kill him, and worried that Jing Yue would be angry, so frightened they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Jing Yue waved his hand and asked again, "Who ordered you?"

Deacon Zhao hesitated for a moment, but thinking that the ancestor would probably know the cause and effect in advance if he could catch him, why would he bother to hide it, so that the crime would be added to the crime?

So he said: "Those people didn't want to reveal their identities, but under my insistence, they could only reveal their faces."

He propped up his body a little, raised a finger to point behind Jing Yue, "It's Deacon Luo and Deacon Liao."

"Injustice!"

Luo Liao and Liao's two managers subconsciously began to cry for grievances, but they couldn't understand in their hearts that the matter had come to this point, not to mention them, even the master behind them couldn't escape?

It was as if a stick was stirring in the minds of the two of them, all logical thinking was muddied, and they couldn't utter a word of argument.Cold sweat wet their backs, making them feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their teeth chattered from the cold.

In a vague way, they heard the ancestor asking: "Deacon Zhao, don't you know that if you really succeed, many outer disciples will die? How much damage will it cause to the sect?"

Deacon Zhao was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "When the time comes, I will remind you that there is an accident in the secret place of Xiaoshan. As long as you send someone to rescue immediately, only a small number of disciples will be sacrificed. Moreover, this is just an inner sect selection for this sect, and it will not affect the sect. Gate Foundation."

As soon as he said that, everyone present exploded!

A deacon was so angry that he kicked him. For a cultivator, using fists and kicks shows that he has lost his mind.

This kick was neither painful nor itchy to Deacon Zhao, but it broke his last line of psychological defense. He knew that his crime was unforgivable, and holding onto his last luck, he said, "Old Ancestor, I made a big mistake now. It has been made, I don't ask for forgiveness, I only ask to spare my people, they are all innocent."

After finishing speaking, he poked his finger between his eyebrows and wrung it forcefully, just like that, the Lingtai was destroyed and the foundation of cultivation was broken.

Between half-life and half-death, Deacon Zhao's thoughts drifted back to his youth.

"Da Lang, our Zhao family was originally a first-class family. If there were no traitors in the family back then, killing the old Patriarch, your father, and several uncles, how could we have fallen into the bottom?"

"Da Lang, you are the person with the best qualifications in the clan. The Zhao family's hope of recovery depends entirely on you."

"Da Lang, mother heard that you went to play in the garden today, the family guarding the garden is really ignorant, dare to delay your cultivation, mother has already sold them all."

"Dalang, the girl from the Chen family is just an ordinary woman, how can she be worthy of you? When you succeed in cultivation, there will be many ladies from aristocratic families waiting for you to marry. Listen to your mother, don't see her again from now on, otherwise, don't blame your mother for treating her. You're welcome."

"Dalang, why are you progressing so slowly? You didn't put your heart into cultivation at all!"

"Da Lang! Do you want to watch the Zhao family fall?"

"Dalang!"

I don't know when, "family responsibility" has become the shackles of his life, and from the moment he put it on, it is doomed.

It turned out that he has been unable to break through these years because he was too obsessed and lost his heart.

It's a pity he understood too late.

A stream of blood flowed down from the center of his eyebrows, and slid across Director Zhao's slightly aged face, and he quickly lost his breath.

In the silence, Jing Yue suddenly said, "Elders, please show up."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two Zifu True Monarchs gradually emerged. They are both elders of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Zongmen, and they are respectfully saluting Jing Yue, "Old Ancestor."

Jing Yue: "Take them all away, and ask them clearly. If they are stubborn, then search their souls, and no one involved in this matter will be let go."

"Yes!"

Everyone shuddered when they heard the word "hunting soul". Luo Liao's two deacons were so limp that they let the elders of Zifu put forbidden spirit stones on them.

As for why Jing Yue specially invited the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall?How could he do such an illegal thing of interrogating privately?

When the scene returned to tranquility, everyone still didn't recover. They were shocked by the madness of some people, no, it can be said that they couldn't believe it at all.

Jing Yue: "It's nothing strange. There are always some people who are greedy for profit. How can they achieve the Dao with such a mind? But there are more people who are beautiful and bright. This is the tolerance that a cultivator should possess."

After a while, the deacon said cautiously: "Old Ancestor, what should we do next?"

Jing Yue: "Since it is an inner sect selection, it is natural to select disciples who enter the inner sect."

The deacon was taken aback for a moment, thinking he understood what the other party meant, "Are you going to re-arrange them into the secret realm of the hill?"

Jing Yue: "Aren't they carrying memory stones?"

Deacon: "Can it be useful in the illusion?"

Jing Yue: "Of course, I won't waste my disciple's time."

After hearing this, the disciples took out the memory stones one after another to check.

Sure enough, everything that happened in the secret realm was clearly recorded in the stone, even including their injuries and deaths.Looking back again, although I still feel scared, I can understand my weaknesses more intuitively.

Everyone was overjoyed, and the deacons also breathed a sigh of relief.

Due to the cumbersome process of inner sect selection, the final selection results will be announced the next day.Therefore, the deacons ordered the disciples of the outer sect to hand in the memory stones, and they left this place with Jing Yue.

Looking at Jingyue's receding back, Zhao Feichen was filled with envy. He only hoped that one day he could be as chic and domineering as his ancestor.

He subconsciously glanced at Wang Xiu, and the other party happened to be looking at him. Their eyes met, and they both understood the other party's ambition.

——Inner door, they must go!

A day later, the selection results of the inner sect were announced, and both Zhao Feichen and Wang Xiu were on the list.

This time, the inner sect selected a total of more than 900 disciples, which is far better than before.Because between life and death, many people have shown extraordinary hearts and potentials.

While everyone was overjoyed, they also heard the news that Daoist Jindan and a group of deacons were executed.

While they were shocked, they also saw the determination of the sect—in order to maintain the rules established by the new ancestors, even Jindan Daoist said he would give up.

None of the various factions dared to stand out, and Jing Yue was respected in everything. Gradually, Jing Yue cleaned up the entire inner sect like an iron bucket, airtight.

Under the influence of Jing Yue, the disciples gradually stayed away from factional struggles, and got used to not needing external assistance in their cultivation.Because the ancestor said that these things do more harm than good, all the disciples almost blindly trust him, and have even become faith.

More importantly, today's inner sect has given everyone the most relaxed and fair cultivation environment. They no longer have to fight for cultivation resources, and they don't have to worry about being given up if their cultivation base is backward. Why do they need to harm themselves in pursuit of shortcuts? What about the foundation?

The inner sect is actually enjoying peace and prosperity that has not been seen for thousands of years. Many disciples with mediocre aptitudes have made breakthroughs one after another, and the number of people building foundations is several times that of the past.

As the inner sect of the bridge is like this, the core disciples and the outer sect will naturally improve a lot.

These changes are unknown to outsiders for the time being.

But everyone in the Cold Cloud Sect knows that before too long, they will prove to the entire cultivation world——

The glory and authority of the so-called First Dharma School, even though it has declined for a while, is ultimately unshakable!

The author has something to say: Little Theater

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Deacon Luo & Deacon Liao: We refuse to accept it!We are going to appeal!

Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall: How dare you cry out for injustice when you get the stolen goods?

Deacon Luo: It was the ancestor who used fishing law enforcement to lure us into taking the bait and engaging in illegal activities!

Deacon Liao: Yes, he could have stopped us, intimidated us, and influenced us, but he ruined our chance to be good people.

Elder of Law Enforcement Hall: Patriarch, look at this...

Jing Jing: Makes sense, so kill them all.