I revive the sect through alchemy [Transmigration Book]

Yu Fei repeated it with a cold face, and Bu Zhen was sure that he heard it right.

Suddenly, in the clear and cold mountain, there was a slap on the thigh.

"Wonderful, where is the caring junior?" Bu Zhen sighed, and then immediately changed his face like flipping through a book, "So why did you reject me?"

Yu Feihan stared at Bu Zhen: "You like it?"

Bu Zhen flicked away the petals blown by the wind, and raised his eyebrows: "Everyone has a love for beauty. I am very sad now, and I urgently need beauty to seduce my eyes."

The words were meant to be teasing, but Yu Feihan turned serious and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Are you injured?"

"Yes."

"when?"

"Fairly."

"Who was hurt?"

"Poor ghost."

……

Seeing Yu Feihan stunned for a moment, Bu Zhen laughed out loud, and his depression completely disappeared.He took a step back and leaned against the table, picked up the overnight tea and took a sip.

"I owed me a debt, but now I lost two beauties for no reason. What compensation are you going to give?"

Originally, he just wanted to make a joke, but Bu Zhen didn't expect Yu Feihan to answer seriously: "The entire Lingyun Peak of Xuantian Sword Sect belongs to you."

He almost choked on a sip of tea, he swallowed it and looked at the person: "Isn't your peak just a poor Jianxiu, what else can you do besides farming?"

"Birds."

……

Makes sense.

Hearing that, he seemed to be a little moved.

Bu Zhen clenched his fist and cleared his throat, and decided not to talk nonsense.He started to deduce the formation again, and Yu Feihan came over and asked softly.

"I'm going to use formations to arrange the entire Shenhe Sect into a testing ground."

The place of trial is like a blessed place in the cave, all created by heaven and earth.He has never heard of someone who can use formations to change the original ecology of nature.Looking at Bu Zhen's eyes for a while, it was quite incredible.

The deduction process takes countless minds, and after the design is completed, it is necessary to purchase materials for layout.After the entire formation was implanted, Bu Zhen was already useless.

When the night comes and the moon rises above the tip of the mountain, someone lights up a lamp to fight at night in the purple bamboo hut.Grasping the pen and sinking into memories, Bu Zhen was drawing the gate emblem and disciples' costumes of Shen Hezong.In the end, it was hard to pick out a set from Zixu's advanced aesthetics.

This seat is very bitter.

However, the preparations for the introductory conference are not yet over.At this time, the sky turned white, and Du Chenglu yelled down the mountain like a few days ago.

"Master, the herbs you planted a few days ago are ready to harvest!"

Standing up unsteadily, his figure flashed.With the gentle breeze and the tinkling of the mountain spring, Bu Zhen started another day of working in the fields.

This seat collects and collects, and this seat refines and refines.

"boom--"

There was the sound of something falling to the ground in the pill room. Du Chenglu passed by and was going to knock on the door to ask, but suddenly a messy bird rushed out of it.

"Little bird!"

Du Chenglu, who had been sad for a long time, suddenly brightened his eyes.Only this time he found that he couldn't catch up, so he could only watch the bird flapping its wings and going away.

Feeling the weight of a thousand catties, the little bird struggled to fly to the familiar purple bamboo hut, raised its wings and patted weakly, and then "tweeted" twice.

Yu Feihan, who was meditating inside the room, opened his eyes, brushed up and opened the door, his eyes moved down.

"Yu Feihan, come and support me."

Kneeling down on one knee, carefully holding the bird in his palm, Yu Feihan frowned: "Why are you in such a mess?"

Bu Zhen felt sour, and explained a few sentences in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Considering that Shenhezong is currently positioned as the third-rate, but pursues the first-rate, so in order to attract talented disciples to the greatest extent, he decided to throw out a huge temptation—a gift package for beginners.

After estimation, the number of disciples that Shenhezong can currently afford is around one hundred.Therefore, if Bu Zhen had to prepare a hundred copies, he would be exhausted.

Yu Feihan stroked the little bird's head with his slender and warm hands, and Bu Zhen rubbed it subconsciously.A slight smile flickered on the corner of Yu Feihan's mouth, and then asked in a low voice, "Finished?"

"It's useless if you don't finish it, this seat is gone."

"Take you to rest."

"hurry up."

So one person and one bird lay on the bed for no reason, but naturally it was not sleeping.Yu Feihan practiced, and Bu Zhen took the time to recover.Originally, with his current cultivation level, he would not become a bird again if he refined the spirit pills at or below the ground level.But no matter how hard it is, it wears out day after day.

This lay for ten days, during which Du Chenglu came to knock on the door, but there was no response, and then subtly withdrew his hand.This morning, he lay silently at the window and looked at it for a while, and finally took a deep breath.

"Really Yu, the initiation meeting is over, I don't know if Master—"

Bu Zhen opened his eyes first, and found that he was still a weak bird, heartbroken and suffocated.He poked Yu Feihan's chest with the tip of his wing, and said in a deep voice, "Feihan, wait for the next generation to sit in town, and I'll give you more spiritual stones as wages."

Then he flew up again, and said to Du Chenglu: "Little Luer, go get a table and chairs, and put them on the border of Yaoyue Mansion."

……

Du Chenglu couldn't hear it, the little apprentice was out of his wits.

Who will tell him why the little bird made the voice of Master!

"You you you you you—"

The little bird swung his fingers away, and replied with a relaxed expression: "Why, you don't know me anymore?"

"No, no, no, I'll go to work right away!"

After speaking, he ran away without a trace.Bu Zhen laughed out loud, Yu Feihan walked over and looked at the back of the person, and suddenly said: "Time is a good medicine."

Flying to his shoulders and standing still, Bu Zhen sighed: "Some people and some things will never be forgotten, it's just that the long years have hidden the thoughts and thoughts."

"It's really unpleasant, let's go—" Xiaoniao Feifei, "Go to abuse Ming Huazong."

Although the introductory meeting was organized by the Zongmen office, it did not divide special areas like Qingtan.Each sect set up assessment points according to their own habits, and then the monks went to sign up.

Because Qingzhou Mansion and Yaoyue Mansion share the Lanjiang River, the boundary between the two places is blurred.The Shenhe Sect, which is located at the very edge of Qingzhou Mansion, is just across the water from Yaoyue Mansion.Coincidentally, Ming Huazong is not located in the center of Yaoyue Mansion, but also at the very edge.

Bu Zhen was really slow to say it, he only knew that next door to him was the Giant Spirit Gate of the Great Golden Lord, and it took him a long time to realize that the opposite was Ming Huazong.

However, the Lanjiang River is very wide, and the two sects only face each other across the water, so there is no immediate sect battle.But the monks' eyes are so easy to use, so they can see each other clearly.

In the past few days when Shenhezong was unknown, Minghuazong on the opposite side put up a big battle.

There is desert flying sand in the distance, but in front of you is the coolness of an oasis.The gurgling sound of the Lanjiang River made the sound of people beside it even more lively.

Du Chenglu put down the table, chairs and benches, and looked up: "Master, are we too shabby?"

The little bird followed his gaze.Ming Huazong used utensils to build a castle in the air near the water.You can feel the carved beams and painted buildings in the pavilion from a distance, and the overflowing spiritual energy is really blinding.In front of the building, on the left and on the right, two rows of female nuns with excellent temperament smiled like spring breeze, welcoming those who came from afar.

A sect with a status like the Minghua Sect was originally snatched by everyone every year.Quite a few people from the countryside were quite self-aware at first, and planned to take the test of a third-rate sect.This glance is so calming, it's like a dream of love.

It doesn't matter if you don't pass the exam, you won't suffer if you try!

"Tsk, extravagance and waste." The bird landed on the table, never looked at the long queue of people who registered opposite, and directed Yu Feihan to pour himself a cup of tea, "Put up our sign quickly."

Du Chenglu complied, and threw the log towards the river bank with his backhand.

This brand has no special effect, but Bu Zhen asked Du Chenglu to cut it from the mountain last night, and it is mainly used as a notice.

The bird lowered its head and pecked at the water, then suddenly tilted its head and asked Du Chenglu, "Why is there no one there?"

Du Chenglu touched the back of his head, he was also very strange.Batch after batch of people who came to the sect to give gifts before, when they saw the real chapter, they didn't even see a shadow.

At the same time, a voice containing spiritual power suddenly came from across the river.

"Fellow Daoist across the way, can you move the things of your sect?"

The little bird looked and saw a middle-aged monk in the mid-stage of foundation establishment floating in mid-air above the river.

"This wooden sign is blocking people from coming."

Such a weak chicken dared to speak nonsense, Bu Zhen secretly said that he was dead.

The little bird threw the teacup with a wave of its wings, and just wanted to say something shameless to Mr. Minghua, but more people on the opposite side noticed the wooden sign, and there were voices one after another.

"There seems to be something written on it? Can any fellow Taoist read it to us?"

"Let me see, "Introduction to the Shenhe Sect"——"

"One, non-single spiritual roots are not accepted, other fellow Taoists please find another sect;"

"Second, those who bring their own assets can relax the requirements. Including but not limited to spiritual field planting, sales of medicinal materials, and bringing their own spirit beasts, etc. Among them, long-haired spirit beasts are preferred; insect eaters are not allowed;"

"Three, all those who participate in the entrance examination are required to pay one hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

Suddenly, the crowd exploded, cursing and cursing.

"I'll fuck him, what kind of crap is this?"

"Which sect has eyes in the sky, a single spiritual root?! I have lived for two hundred years, and I have only seen a double spiritual root in one hand. Why are the dual spiritual roots still disgusted? I am afraid that the three spiritual roots You have to punish yourself!"

"Arrogance is really arrogance! Look at the second and third items of the madness. Could it be that you are robbing in disguise with the intention of making a little money?"

"Wait! There is still a line of small characters below."

"The monks who finally succeeded in worshiping the God Harvest Sect will all get a gift pack for beginners."

"What is the 'novice gift package'? You squeezed out the monks who came for the assessment, and then gave something to others. Is this sect caught in the door?"

"Fellow Daoist, I don't understand. This is clearly giving you a stick and a candy. But guessing, maybe the above-mentioned conditions are too harsh, making people daunting. Promise a little sweetness to attract people to worship the sect. What is the big gift bag?"

"I didn't write it. It's probably a lie. I'm sorry to be ridiculed."

That end of the Criticism Conference was held with great resounding noise, but the Shenhe Sect's side was deserted and deserted.The little bird scratched Yu Feihan's chin with the fluff again and again, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have indeed forgotten to write the contents of the big gift bag.

At the same time, a large group of people appeared in the sky and on the ground.The disciples of the Minghua Sect who were originally floating above the river were squeezed into the river with a "plop" perfectly.

"Why are you late?"

"Before going out, my father pulled down the flying sword by the ear, and spent three hours teaching Shenhezong to study hard."

"What about you?"

"It's not far from you! I didn't respond when I sent something to the suzerain before. My mother guessed it would be wrong, so she ordered my things on me again before going out, and it was delayed."

Discussions on both sides of the river were in full swing. The forgotten disciple of Ming Huazong finally crawled out of the river with difficulty.

"Pooh--"

Spit out the silt in your mouth, and scrape off the water plants on your head.I saw his eyes wide open as big as copper bells, he burst into flames, raised [-]% of his spiritual power, and banned him on the spot.

"Everyone in Yaoyue Mansion is not interested in the third-rate sect. Lanjiang is difficult to cross, so I will take the initiative to seal the road."

However, before the restraint fell to the ground completely, it was kicked by two teenagers.

"You, you are so arrogant, Zhuzi! Zhuzi!"

Surprised by such a turn of events, the crowd fell silent. After a long time, someone suddenly whispered, "What kind of sect is that on the other side?"

The teenagers who landed turned their heads one after another, their postures were unified, and they broke through the sky with one voice.

"Shenhe Sect—"