I revive the sect through alchemy [Transmigration Book]

It's night, the familiar black geese fly high.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

"What the hell kind of day did you choose, eat me a mouthful of sand."

The days of doing things always have to be different, and tonight there are sandstorms to add to the fun.

Behind a sand dune on the outskirts of Qingzhou Prefecture, five young people lay down together.Yesterday the Ming Huazong flew over the jade slips, and everyone in the Shenhezong clamored, saying that they must escort Ji Zhijing.Bu Zhen originally wanted to refuse with words, but his disciples forced him to die.

……

"Xiao Fang, I think you can get up."

Fang Ruan, who was still spitting sand like crazy, stared at the front: "Sovereign, you don't understand."

Bu Zhen and Yu Feihan used the invisibility formula. At this time, the spiritual power was released to form a protection. Even if the sand and dust came from the south, east, and west, the two were still as graceful as the wind.He naturally taught his disciples, but for some reason, they insisted on burying sand and eating soil.

Come on, the saying of the generation gap is that it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times.

In the back, the sky and the ground are relaxed, but Ji Zhijing, who is in the center of the sandstorm in the front, is not so good.He didn't understand that Ming Huazong was late for such a matter of life and death.Lost in the desert, or looking down on Shenhezong? !

Bu Zhen picked out his ears, intending to pull Yu Feihan away.This group of boys flew up through sound transmission, making a lot of noise.As soon as the two moved, a figure appeared in the middle of the hazy distance.

"Triangle-eyed Zhao Tong!" Chen Qianxing was the first to recognize it.

Li Enen and Fang Ruan subconsciously wanted to violently beat the thief, but Bu Zhen hit his head with spiritual power: "Love is restraint, treat Xiao Ji better."

Zhao Tong swayed in the wind like a thin bamboo pole, passing by several people present.Seeing Ji Zhijing, he put his hands behind his back and raised the corners of his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Ji, I've been waiting for a long time."

Rolling his eyes, Ji Zhijing said impatiently: "Quick battle and quick decision. The Zongmen Grand Competition is coming soon, and the suzerain is watching closely."

Zhao Tong wasn't angry either, he searched around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he said with a smile: "As long as there is a caring person, there is nothing difficult in the world."

"Why don't Zhao Xia and Lao Ji get to the point yet?"

"That's right. I'm not familiar with it, Ming Huazong is really hypocritical."

Just at this moment, Ji Zhijing's complexion gradually turned pale, and his lips lost their color.Suddenly, with a "plop", his knees plunged straight into the yellow sand.The aura and magic energy in the body surged, and the fundus of the eyes was soon forced to turn light red.

"Uh——" Ji Zhijing closed his eyes and frowned, "Give, give me Tian'er Pill."

Zhao Tong walked around him, clicked his tongue several times, and then a jade bottle appeared in his palm.Pulled out the plug, sniffed it closer: "It's no problem for you, but according to what we said before, Fellow Daoist Ji needs to do a little thing for Ming Huazong."

"Say."

"The sect that wins the day after tomorrow will leave Qingzhou Mansion, and the Shenhe Sect will also have to go with the team. At that time, you will return the same way and close the mountain guard formation."

"If you leave the team at will, the suzerain must be suspicious."

"Before I saw that Fellow Daoist Ji was eloquent and eloquent, it must not be difficult for you."

"..."

Ji Zhijing pursed his lips, raised his eyes and stared coldly at Zhao Tong: "When?"

Zhao Tong threw the bottle over, turned and left: "Three days later, at Maoshi, the Minghua Sect is waiting for the good news outside the Shenhe Sect. The rest, Ji Daoyou can figure it out."

It wasn't until the person completely disappeared in the wind and sand that Chen Qianxing came back to his senses, and said in a daze, "Zhijing is amazing."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Enen rushed over first.Ji Zhijing supported Li Enen with one hand, then raised his eyebrows at Fang Ruan: "Old Fang, I'm sorry, I didn't give you a chance to play."

Fang Ruan and Liang Deng vomited sand one after the other, Liang Deng hurriedly asked: "Didn't the suzerain relieve the Tian'e pill for you, why did it happen again just now?"

Du Chenglu looked down, and Yuanyuan smiled: "Zhijing, what are you holding?"

Only then did Bu Zhen notice that Ji Zhijing, relying on his skill and courage, secretly broke off a piece of Heishuishan and hid it in his palm in order to make the effect of Tian'e Pill realistic.Heishuishan's devilish energy permeated through his skin and penetrated into his tendons, which could turn the world upside down in an instant, and that's why he had a sudden attack.

Facing people from a distance, Bu Zhen said lazily: "Heishuishan and Heishuishan's antidote are both priceless treasures. Xiao Luer, make a note for your junior brother, and you don't need to claim it for how many years."

"Good master."

"Sovereign, I will put it back immediately!"

"Old Ji, Shan can't be brought back to life after death, and it will be gone after taking the medicine. You have to mourn. Brother! Can he share his share with us?"

"Fang Ruan, are you human? Enen beat him—"

Amidst the laughter, Shenhezong easily embarked on the way home, as if nothing had happened just now.Listening to their heated discussion, Bu Zhenzhi burst out laughing.

"do not worry?"

"Are you referring to worrying about Shenhezong, or these brats?"

Yu Feihan thought for a while: "Both."

Bu Zhen glanced at him, rubbing the starlight at the end of his eyes, and laughed several times: "They are all disciples taught by the master of Xuantian Sword Sect, and they are a little confident."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that this person had laughed at him for being too worried during the Golden Core Tribulation.With a raised eyebrow, Bu Zhen suddenly had a bad idea.A hand stretched out from the wide sleeve hanging at the side, and grabbed the hand of the person next to him.

Yu Feihan subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but stopped immediately.He turned his face and lowered his head, his eyes were deep: "Why are you holding hands?"

"Support you."

A similar conversation happened not long ago, so Yu Feihan naturally remembered it.He relaxed his brows and clasped his fingers behind his back.

Feeling the slender fingers passing through him, the other party's slightly warm palm pressed against him.Unfamiliar with the texture, Bu Zhen felt his head itch and cleared his throat unconsciously.

"Tsk, it's not good to chatter."

"I am afraid."

……

Bu Zhen instantly raised his face in surprise, and then saw Yu Feihan's seriousness.The moonlight was reflected in his eyes, and Bu Zhen felt that he was confused, so he subconsciously tightened his hand.

With a sudden laugh, he raised his hand: "I like your honest look, it looks about the same age as those in front of you."

After talking for a while, Bu Zhen said again: "It's really not a few years younger."

Yu Feihan tightened his fingers, and suddenly felt that something was not right.

As the saying goes, happy dreams are easy to wake up, but good times are hard to come by.After returning home, everyone had mixed feelings of anticipation and reluctance about what would happen three days later, which could be described as complicated.

"In another hour, the Zongmen team of Qingzhou Prefecture will set off." Bu Zhen walked to the edge of the formation, and kicked at the young people who gathered to eat melon seeds, "Hurry up and pack things for me!"

When the disciples first came, they were all packed by their families.Food and clothing, everything is excellent, and everything is necessary.Back in the house now, everyone was in trouble.

Du Chenglu was the first to tidy up, and the sound of closing the door drew out five heads.Ji Zhijing asked on behalf of everyone: "Brother Chenglu, what have you packed?"

Stretching out a finger, Du Chenglu smiled and said, "I have everything, take it all away."

Everyone suddenly realized, wonderful.

In the Zizhu hut, Bu Zhen drank spiritual tea and took a nap, and suddenly found six people standing outside the window from the corner of his eye.He raised his eyebrows at the people around him: "It's still useful to grow a lot of land. Pampered young masters, this time they acted very quickly."

Yu Feihan packed the Qiankun bag for Bu Zhen and remained silent.

After working for a while, the two went out.Bu Zhen looked around at the young people, and stretched out his hand to block the midsummer sunlight: "What did you bring?"

"Sovereign, bring them all."

"for example?"

"We have emptied the Shenhe Sect."

Bu Zhen picked out his ears, what the hell.

With a sweep of consciousness, his face turned black instantly.It's normal for each house to be empty, and the medicinal materials in the fields have also been harvested. For the time being, it is considered as a precautionary measure. Why is the soup spring in Xigu less than half? !

The summer light was long, and he stretched out his hand to catch a green leaf that fell unexpectedly. Bu Zhen suddenly felt that Ming Huazong came to grab an empty shell, and he didn't feel very distressed.

"You guys are great."

"Anyway, it's a Zongmen Grand Competition at the level of the Thirty Prefectures, so it's always right to be well-prepared. In this way, if there is anything, we have the goods in our pockets and have confidence in our hearts."

This seat was convinced.

Before leaving, Bu Zhen glanced across Lanjiang from a distance.The Minghua Sect doesn't have as few disciples as they do, so even though the large troop left yesterday, there are still many staying behind today.

Bu Zhen squinted his eyes, wondering what level of disciple Xue Rushui would send this time.

It is best to be the core layer, which can be crushed to poke people's hearts.

Yu Feihan was at the end, half of his foot was about to leave Shenhezong when he was suddenly grabbed by a soft little paw.

"Hey, it's the three fat brothers!"

Du Chenglu immediately turned around.I saw Fatty rolled into a ball, and the blown hair was shaken by the wind.It grabbed the hem of Yu Feihan's casket and nimbly climbed onto his shoulder in the blink of an eye.

"Cuckoo!"

The long beard rubbed against his cheek, Yu Feihan reached out and hugged it down.Fatty saw the opportunity and smacked his cheeks, and Bu Zhen froze on the spot.

Stretching out his hand to pinch his neck, he hung Pangpang in the air: "Pangpang, is it because I haven't spanked for too long?"

After speaking, he threw it into Du Chenglu's arms.Du Chenglu completely ignored Pang Pang's strongly rejecting paws, and lowered his head to suck hard.Before Ji Zhijing took it, he gave Fang Ruan the warmth before he hugged it.He took out two carrots from Liang Deng's pocket, and stuffed them quietly into the fat rabbit's fur.

Bu Zhen saw it with a sharp eye, and walked over to two Mao Li: "Do you know how much it has been fattened by you? The ground can't be plowed."

Chen Qianxing rubbed Fang Ruan's head, picked up the other two, and said in a low voice, "Sovereign, we split up the fat work. Yuanfei Rabbit eats more to make it cuter."

Looking at Chen Qianxing's baby fat that is disappearing day by day, and looking at the three fat rabbits that he used as a stand-in, Bu Zhen was speechless.

Turning around to leave, Bu Zhen's sleeve was pulled.He chuckled lightly, and then patted Yuan Feitu with gentle spiritual power.

"If you run out of true feelings today, you will have to hold back tomorrow."

"Goo?"

Regardless of whether Pang Pang understood or not, Bu Zhen waved and led the crowd away.

In this Qingzhou prefectural sect grand competition, the final three sects won are Giant Spirit Sect, Confucianism Pavilion and Wuding Clan.The first neighbor and old friend, the latter two Bu Zhen are not very familiar with each other.

Generally speaking, the sects that won in the past are all with a certain status in the mansion.After all, where the reputation is, the resources will definitely not be bad.A monk's strength and resources are inseparable. The stronger the sect, the higher the probability of producing outstanding disciples.

When I first heard the name of "Rufeng Pavilion", I thought it was some great sect with rich heritage, but in fact, according to Du Chenglu's popular science, they are called "Qingzhou Mansion's No. [-] Inspirational Spirit".To be praised as inspirational must be miserable in itself.

Rufeng Pavilion is located in a corner of the northern desert, and the frequency of sandstorms is the highest in Qingzhou Prefecture.Fifty years ago, he was born as a pavilion master in the poor mountains and rivers of a hundred generations. He realized the "Confucianism Art" in the center of the sandstorm.

The strong winds that form sandstorms are wanton and violent, while the "Confucianism" is peaceful and stable.Anyone who can comprehend the heaven and the earth, appreciate the profound meaning of nature and create exercises will have a bright future.Sure enough, the owner of the pavilion led the Confucianism Pavilion to work hard, and after 50 years, it has already ranked among the top three among the third-rate sects in Qingzhou Prefecture.

Adhering to the principle of not abandoning and not giving up, they actually stood out in the Zongmen Grand Competition and won the second place.

"It's really inspirational. Let's talk about the Wuding family."

"The Wuding clan is a very special sect."

As its name suggests, this sect has no fixed place for its disciples.

"There is no heaven and earth? The Zongmen office didn't withdraw the sign, why didn't this seat come across such a good thing?" Bu Zhen calculated how much Lingshi would be saved.

Du Chenglu shook his head, and explained: "300 years ago, they were not called the Wuding Clan, and they had their own territory. But then there was a conflict with other sects, and the Paradise of Heaven was robbed."

"Sounds a lot like the future Ming Huazong and us."

"The Wuding Clan did accept those wandering monks later."

It sounds a bit like Zixu's San Xiumeng, but the scale is still very small.

After listening to a round of twittering, Bu Zhen continued to ask Du Chenglu: "It's been 300 years and you haven't snatched back your hometown?"

"Yes."

"I won third place this time, and it seems that I don't plan to give up."

A few people chatted and laughed and soon arrived at the meeting point.Under the tall city gate of Qingzhou Mansion, dozens of monks dressed in the costumes of the Zongmen Office are at the front.Then, with the sect as the unit, three teams were lined up.The team led by the Giant Spirit Sect didn't know each other, and the Confucianism Pavilion and the Wuding Clan were not familiar with each other.Bu Zhen turned his gaze and finally saw an acquaintance.

Dai Chuan, who was addicted to touching his beard, saw everyone from the Shenhe Sect from afar.After Bu Zhen and others dropped the flying sword, he walked over quickly.

"Sect Master Bu, you should look at them with admiration after three days of recognition." Dai Chuan was full of admiration, and couldn't help looking back and forth while speaking, "This, these are the disciples of the Sovereign?"

Considering that Ming Huazong hadn't been fought yet, in order to prevent the opponent from finding out, Bu Zhen asked his disciples to cover up their cultivation before going out.Therefore, Dai Chuan couldn't tell the difference at first glance.

He had previously heard from the Zongmen office that this time there was a recommendation for the Zongmen, and all members of the Zongmen were Jindan.When asked about his name, he found out that it was Shenhezong, and he suffered a sudden cardiac arrest on the spot.

Before Bu Zhen could answer, Zheng Ziping, the head of the Zongmen Office, trotted over.He was panting and exhausted, and suddenly he babbled: "Is it Shenhezong? Is Buzongzhu? Jin..."

Before finishing the last sentence, Du Chenglu flashed over and held him down.He tilted his head next to Zheng Ziping's ear, and whispered, "Leader Zheng, keep a low profile."

Zheng Ziping understood, and at the same time secretly praised Shen Hezong for not being arrogant or impetuous.

However, Shenhe and the others just thought that they would fight Ming Huazong later, so it would not be fun to expose them early.

Only the Zongmen office is fully aware of the final list submitted by each prefecture.Everyone has also heard about the new regulations, but everyone knows the strength of each sect in Qingzhou Prefecture.Therefore, when the Shenhe Sect came, no one would think about escorting them.

Sure enough, the three sects were excited when they saw Shenhezong, but it was because of their role as team alchemists.After Sect Master Bu closed the sect back then, there was such gossip in the mansion.This year's selection competition in Qingzhou Prefecture was even more lively.After all, Sect Master Bu's panacea is getting harder and harder to buy.

"Hurry up, hurry up, this is the first time for me to get close to Sect Master Bu, whoever has a photostone, please record it for me!"

"The Shenhe Sect is not just the Shenhe Sect of our Qingzhou Prefecture."

"I really want to hide Shenhezong!"

"How can you be so narrow-minded?"

The speeches of the masses became more and more exaggerated, and finally the "Light of Qingzhou" came out.All members of the Shenhe Sect heard that their teeth were sour, and they were planning to urge Zheng Ziping.Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he found that this person also mixed in the crowd and started blowing.

"In the last Zongmen Grand Competition, Qingzhou Mansion didn't even make it to the top [-]."

"I remember that the wheels ran out of ammunition and food at the back?"

"With Shenhezong as backup this time, how dare you go back if you don't fight for the first place."

For some reason, Bu Zhen suddenly remembered the scene of alchemy alliance in Yuncheng Mansion.

It's really a turn of events.

Du Chenglu and the others were extremely excited when they heard what everyone said.May I ask which monk is not proud to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, but they are even more special, all of them hold dual positions.

He is the strongest as a backup, and the brightest when playing games.The strongest alchemist can still fight, the disciples have begun to look forward to it, and everyone has seen them killing all directions.

Flicking away the empty dust, Bu Zhen twitched the corners of his mouth at the people around him, then raised his sleeves and said loudly: "Everyone, let's go—"

The crowd froze for a moment, then burst into cheers.In order to save time, Qingzhou government plans to spend a huge sum of money to teleport all the staff to Tianqing mansion, and the teleportation array is set up on the road out of the city.

Zheng Ziping took out a large number of high-grade spirit stones and put them into the teleportation array.The spirit stone was in place, and in an instant, a huge golden formation appeared under everyone's feet.The complicated spirit patterns intertwined with each other, soon covering everyone.

The farther the distance is, the more spiritual power is needed for the teleportation array between the two places.The moment the formation was activated, a huge spiritual pressure rushed towards his face.Bu Zhen stood in the middle of it sassyly, and his mentality collapsed in an instant.

How much spirit stone would they have to spend to sneak back tonight?

And pinch your fingers and do the math, there are a total of three times before and after!

The teleportation array was spinning, and it was boring.Fortunately, after a while, they arrived at their destination.Tianqing Mansion is located at the southernmost tip of Huacheng, with blue sky, wide land and lush vegetation.

At the beginning of the fall, there was a downpour of rain.

Qingzhou Prefecture is a land of desert, and the territory of Shenhe Sect is not very big. It has been a long time since Bu Zhen and others have seen such a pleasant and lush greenery.Take a deep breath, the hot and humid aura has a slight earthy smell.Because of the grand event, the monks in the city came and went, and the ears were full of noise.

"Qingzhou Mansion has prepared a place for you to stay, please go with me." Zheng Ziping walked out of the teleportation array first, and pointed to the front of everyone.

Yu Feihan released his spiritual power to cover the rain.Bu Zhen and his disciples walked at the end, suddenly Fang Ruan's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness. "Mother, my Heavenly Fire Profound Art is already hungry and thirsty."

Glancing at Fang Ruan, who was overexcited, Bu Zhen was stunned again: "Speak well, do you want to be shocked again?"

Fang Ruan shrank his neck, he really didn't want to recall how much he had suffered in the past 500 years.

Bu Zhen sent a voice transmission to everyone: "When you arrive, meditate."

"learn--"

The inn arranged by Qingzhou Mansion was not bad, and the disciples went to their respective rooms according to the assignment.When Bu Zhen was about to push the door, a pair of slender white hands behind him pressed on the door frame ahead of time.

There was a shadow above his head, Bu Zhen raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Do you like this room?"

"I'm not used to being alone."

Bu Zhen pondered this sentence upside down three times, and unexpectedly found some softness.In a daze, Yu Feihan pushed the door open and entered, Bu Zhen watched him find a futon and began to meditate quietly.

Hiss, I always felt that when I woke up drunk that day, this person was different.

But then I thought again, ghosts should have changed in the past ten years, let alone living people.

Ji Zhijing knocked on the door, he came to make a report, and had to go back to acting quickly.Bu Zhen warned a few words to be careful, but in the end he ran back to ask sincerely.

"Will the round-trip travel expenses be reimbursed?"

"This seat suggests that you talk to Ming Huazong."

"Sovereign, you are absolutely amazing."

"Go away."

After a night of rejuvenation and recharge, the morning glow is already shining in the sky.The door on the opposite side heard "squeaks" one after another, and Bu Zhen saw that the five disciples were all ready to go.

He stood up, straightened his messy hem, and raised his chin towards the person.

"Feihan, let's go."