[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

Yun Zheng only felt that his body was full of aura after practicing the breathing exercise, and he felt refreshed for a while.So far, the foundation building has been completed, the practice has been stabilized, and one has truly embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

It has been three years since Yunzheng accepted Bai Jin as his apprentice.

Yun Zheng has already lost the baby fat of the past, and his face has gradually grown. Although he has not really grown up, there is a more obvious contrast with the past.

Yun Zheng was wearing the white and blue clothes unique to Cangyun Peak disciples, with a smile on his face, like a gust of wind blowing through people's hearts.Just after the foundation was established, he received a letter from his master, asking Yun Zheng to go to the main hall to find him.

After tidying up, Yun Zheng rushed to the main hall of Cangyun Peak.

When I met other disciples on the road, everyone saw Yun Zheng's different aura floating around, knowing that he had established a foundation, and they were all happy for him in their hearts.

Originally, ten days ago, Yunzheng should have completed the foundation building.But at that time, Yun Zheng encountered a bottleneck. For a while, he couldn't see the artistic conception of building a foundation. Maybe he was disturbed by his previous illness. He was too eager to advance, so that he was self-defeating and failed to advance for a long time.

Fortunately, after I realized it myself, I was no longer impatient, but patiently waited for the opportunity to come.

Just today, the foundation was successfully established.

Xuanjizi stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the arrival of his lover in the main hall.There was no one else in the hall except Xuanjizi.If the main hall is not summoned by the head, no one else can come to disturb.Under normal circumstances, everyone would wait in the side hall for the master's call, and would not go to the main hall easily if there was no important matter.

As soon as Yun Zheng established the foundation, he was summoned by the head of the house, and he was still in the main hall.It can be seen that he values ​​this little apprentice.

Suddenly, a paper crane flew in from the main hall, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and the paper crane obediently landed on the palm of his hand, whispered a few words from time to time, and passed the information to Xuanjizi with his unique secret language.

He frowned slightly, then loosened it again, and asked, "Does he have anything else to say?"

Zhihe tilted his head to look at him, and let out a soft cry.

"Yunzheng is now a foundation-building cultivation base, but there is still a long way to go before Jindan..."

The paper crane hummed a few words again.

"You don't have to worry about him, he is a smart boy who knows what path he is going to take." Having said this, Xuanjizi pondered for a while before saying, "After the foundation is established, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect must accept the teacher's help." The door task, go down the mountain to practice."

Finally hearing a satisfactory answer, the paper crane flapped its wings, turned to look at the master, and after getting the answer, spread its wings and flew away.

"Master." Yun Zheng walked into the hall.

Xuanji beckoned, motioning for him to come forward.Seeing that Yun Zheng's complexion is better than before, he nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that the improvement of cultivation base is also beneficial to your condition."

"Yunzheng feels good now, not uncomfortable at all." He bent his eyes and smiled at Xuanjizi.

"You child," Xuanjizi was amused by his plausible explanation, and then he said seriously, "There is no need to comfort Master. Two days ago, your fifth senior brother said that it was very uncomfortable to see your illness attack. What now? It becomes 'feels good'?"

Yun Zheng was stunned, and his tone of voice was a little lower when he spoke, "But on weekdays, it's still fine."

In order not to let the apprentice continue to struggle with this question, Xuanjizi turned to ask: "Your disciple, you are about to build a foundation."

"It should be advanced in a few days."

"After he builds the foundation, you and Bai Jin go to the mission hall to receive the mission of the master, and go down the mountain to practice."

After establishing the foundation, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have to go to receive the task and go down the mountain to complete the task of the master's sect.After that, there is no requirement to receive the mission, you can go to the mission hall once a year, or go to the mission hall once every few decades.The rewards in the mission hall depend on the difficulty of the mission, but the difficulty of the missions received for the first time are mostly in the middle and low grades.

The more difficult the task is, the more difficult it is to complete, and the rewards received after completion will be richer.Therefore, people often go to the mission hall to receive missions, and earn some "extra money" by the way.

Considering Yunzheng's own physique, Xuanjizi decided to let them go down the mountain together in a few days after Bai Jin established his foundation, so as to take care of each other.Yun Zheng has a clear mind, but Bai Jin understands the ways of the world.With him around, it shouldn't be a disadvantage.

In recent years, Bai Jin practiced with them all together, and they could tell that Bai Jin respected Yun Zheng very much, and did not underestimate him because of his age.In front of Yunzheng, he has always been very well-behaved and sensible, and he also listens to Yunzheng's words very much, just like a little follower of him.

Because of this, everyone's attitude towards him has eased a lot. Even though they are bitter about him stealing the little junior's attention, at least on the surface, everyone is still getting along in harmony.

This year, Yunzheng was 13 years old, and Bai Jin was [-] years old. Both of them had reached the foundation building stage, and they went down the mountain after receiving the mission of the master.

When Jun Yan heard the news, he rushed to the mission hall, and wanted to take the mission and go down the mountain together, but was stopped by Yan Runzhi who came to hear the news.

"Senior brother!" He looked at Yan Runzhi in confusion, and was finally defeated by the disapproving eyes of the other party, and reluctantly put the task bar back to its original position.

"Jun Yan, on weekdays you mess around, I just pretend I can't see it, and let you do it. But this time, the master has issued an order that anyone who accepts the task because of his own selfish desires will be called back. You should know, master What are you talking about?" Yan Runzhi waved his right hand and placed the ban on the mission bar again.

Now he is at the peak of Jindan, and he has half-stepped into the cultivation base of Nascent Soul.

Only Jun Yan, who has been cultivated in the middle stage of Jindan, can't resist the coercion of high-ranking monks at all.He took a step back, but he was not convinced, and asked instead: "Aren't you worried at all? In my opinion, Bai Jin is just an outsider. I don't worry about him going down the mountain with my junior brother!" He said the last sentence , Jun Yan even emphasized his tone.

"I believe him." Although he didn't point out who "he" was, Jun Yan also understood that he was referring to Yun Zheng.

Originally, he was also in Linglong's mind. After struggling for a while, he also figured it out and said, "Okay, I won't go."

Jun Yan figured it out here, but Qin Huaifeng also came to the mission hall not long after, and seeing the serious expressions of the two senior brothers, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Runzhi/Jun Yan: "Go back!"

Qin Huaifeng: ...

He's really hurt.

Afterwards, many disciples from Cangyun Peak came and were beaten back one by one.

After Xuanjizi knew the whole story, he couldn't laugh or cry. Originally, he just kept a trick to prevent them from following Yunzheng and delaying his training. Unexpectedly, most of the people in Cangyun Peak came to join in the fun.

"These children..." Xuanjizi sighed softly.

It is said that the paper crane on the other side has already flown back to its owner.The small figure passed through the obstacles of the woods, flew into the depths of the woods, and headed for a wooden house inside.The faint sound of the zither came from the room, like a gurgling stream, melting into people's emotions bit by bit, dissolving all worries and sorrows.

The paper cranes called a few times, as if they were echoing the melody of the piano.

Afterwards, the person playing the piano stopped moving.With a flick of his hand, the wooden door was slowly pushed open.

It turned out to be a young man with a half mask on his left face, covering half of his face, but his right face was very delicate and beautiful, with skin like fine jade.

Because of wearing a mask, the whole person looks very mysterious.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was as pleasant as the song he played just now, with a gurgling stream, "You are back."

The paper crane changed in response, and turned into a pretty girl, with green clothes fluttering with the wind.She walked up to the man and explained everything she had just said to Xuanjizi.

Before he finished listening, the man couldn't help asking: "Yun Zheng, is he okay?"

Girl Zhihe replied: "Xuanjizi said that he has already established his foundation, and his condition has eased a lot. He no longer tortures his body like before. I think it will be a long time before the root cause of the disease can be truly cured."

Suddenly thought of something, the man said again: "I heard that Yunzheng has gone down the mountain, is it?"

"After the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect establish their foundation, they have to go down the mountain to complete the task of the master's sect. I think it will be a few days."

Hearing this, the man smiled, as if falling into a memory, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, but unexpectedly, there was a strong cough after that, which interrupted his recollection.

The paper crane stepped forward nervously, but was stopped by him.

The man wiped it with a handkerchief, and there were bloodstains on it.

He put the veil away as if nothing had happened.