I revive the sect through alchemy [Transmigration Book]

After rescuing Wen Xingxue, Bu Zhen stayed in Sanxiu League for a while longer.After treating people well, the Dao Discussion Conference is approaching.When he returned to Shenhezong, he didn't even have time to drink his saliva, so he was dragged by Du Chenglu to talk about various matters.

The sun was shining brightly this day, and a huge green melon swayed over the desert.

"Old Fang, I'm not talking about you." Ji Zhijing poked his head out, then retracted his eyes, "Eldest brother followed the suzerain to Qingzhou Mansion back then, and the two of them sat on Feihe. Although it was not stable, but the victory Be chic."

As he spoke, he put his finger on it, with a look of disgust on his face: "Look at your flying weapon—it's a big round shape, and you're a fool."

Under the leadership of Yu Feihan, Shenhe Zong Danxiu, even if they couldn't minor in kendo, they still had no problem flying with the sword.When inventorying Yaoyue Mansion's supplies, Bu Zhen specifically asked Du Chenglu to make a list of flying swords and other spiritual weapons.Afterwards, he assigned a handle to each of his disciples, and the right was to pay benefits for many years of farming.

On the eve of the departure of the Dao Discussion Conference, Ji Zhijing and others gathered to discuss in the middle of the night, and unanimously rushed to Tianxiao Mansion through Yujian.When Shenhezong landed at the gate of the city, the scenery shocked the audience.

The plan is very good, but the suzerain is really lazy.

Just turn into this high temperature, just on the road of Tianxiao Mansion, people and birds dry goods warning.Bu Zhen cut off everyone's idea of ​​fighting the sword on the spot.He casually ordered Fang Ruan, and asked to find a spiritual weapon to pretend everyone.

Thinking back to when I met Fang Ruan at the beginning of the year, he was fat and young in green clothes.Bu really had a premonition, but he really didn't expect that Xiao Fang followed his ambition for many years without changing his aesthetics.Based on the principle of comfort and luxury, he picked a high-grade spiritual weapon called "Flying Jade Mushroom".

Jade mushroom, a kind of summer melon and fruit that ordinary people in the cultivation world often eat.Fat and oval, sweet and soft, it has been selling well recently.

stupid.

Thinking about the moment when this spiritual weapon landed on the gate of Tianxiao Mansion, several gazes immediately focused on a certain place.Fang Ruan trembled all over, and with a flash of light in his hands, two plates of melons appeared immediately.

"It's hot, eat melons." He walked towards the white-clothed youth behind him, and changed the subject cleverly, "Xingxue, why didn't you go with Sanxiumeng?"

Wen Xingxue spent a lot of time recovering from his injuries, during which Duan Xiya led the Sanxiu League and set off early.Shenhezong left late, and Yugu was sitting comfortably, so everyone was not in a hurry.The difference between the two cases is getting farther and farther.

"I think that old beast Duan Xiya is willing to part with you." Fang Ruan put down a plate of melons, and was about to click his tongue twice, when suddenly a large piece of jade mushroom was stuffed into his mouth, "Uh——"

Bu Zhen slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand to support his chin.

"Xiao Fang, didn't this seat teach you?"

Fang Ruan blinked his eyes.

"Leave a line in life, eat melons and don't talk."

Du Chenglu couldn't hold back, and finally turned around and burst out laughing.Xiao Liang and Fang Ruan didn't know much about it, so they looked at the situation on the field and silently locked their curiosity.

Wen Xingxue smiled indifferently when he heard the words, changed his posture and continued to practice.A formation to detect demon cultivation was set up at the city gate of Tianxiao Mansion. He had planned to continue taking Wuyanhua, and the aura he produced was just enough to deceive the formation.Bu Zhen couldn't watch his coolie reserve so tossing.So he taught a set of exercises, which happened to be used to cover up the devilish energy.

"Hey, it's almost here!" Chen Qianxing said suddenly while lying on the window.

It is snowing all year round in Tianxiao Mansion, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness.

Bu Zhen raised his eyebrows when he saw the gate of Fucheng from afar.I came back in a hurry and didn't take a closer look, but this time I found that the Shangshifu was rich and powerful.Not to mention how much the large protective formation that has been open all year round consumes, it is said that this gate is made of thousand-year-old black ice.It's a big thing to get a refining tool for this thing, and this is a house builder.

Tsk, Xuantian Sword Sect is really rich.

It was hazy under the city gate, and the entrance was shrouded in aura.There is a bit of Yanqing in the most intense place, which is an irregular stone.

With things like sunny rain forest and never-ending rain, Si Zong is much more cautious in doing things now.They arranged disciples to guard each formation, just in case.

Glancing casually towards the city gate, Bu Zhen saw the familiar little face with a smile across his eyes.A few disciples of the Shenhe Sect apparently also spotted the little friend, and greeted him from a distance.Wen Xingxue was at the end, with lowered eyebrows.

"No problem." Bu Zhen raised his eyebrows at him, "You still don't believe me?"

Wen Xingxue was taken aback for a moment, then changed his expression in an instant, smiled and walked forward with others.

The Dao Discussion Conference is a grand event in the entire cultivation world, where all major sects gather.But Bu Zhen and the others arrived really late, so the door was very empty.The Heavenly Sword Cultivator Group of Xuantian Sword Sect had heard that they were coming, so they switched shifts with their fellow disciples a few days in advance, in order to pick them up as soon as possible.

"Fellow Daoist Jiajia, look at this figure, the food has been pretty good recently."

"Fang Ruan, get out!"

"Sect Master Bu, long time no see—"

"Hello, Mrs. Master!"

The greetings were warm and earnest, but there was always a trace of untimely messiness mixed in.Bu Zhen stabilized his mind, smiled and waved to everyone, and silently retreated to the end to stand in a row with Wen Xingxue.

"Sovereign Master, the newly released grilled fish is really delicious. When will Shenhe Sect consider moving to Tianxiao Mansion?"

"Suzerain, Sovereign, is there another new product to be promoted at this Dao Discussion Conference?! I remember that when you participated in the talk, Qi Pill was born out of nowhere."

"Suzerain, Sovereign, did you record the process of Lu Boyan's old bastard?"

"Sovereign Master..."

Sovereign, I'm a little tired.

"Sovereign, you are more loved by the younger generation than I thought." Wen Xingxue said suddenly, and the young monks looked past him, "But the younger generation who loves you the most is not here."

Listening to the laughter in the sky and the ground, Bu Zhenxin was busy feeling that there is true love in the world.He was stunned for a moment by Wen Xingxue's appearance, and then he stretched out his hand to catch a fluttering snow, a little lost in thought.

Tsk, how many autumns does it take to see each other every day?

"Sect Master Bu, you have to put your hands here." Le Zheng suddenly said, pointing to the front.

They have stepped into the twilight, with Yanqing stones on their heads.This stone is called Lingzhi, and it is usually used as an entry-level test for spiritual roots.After being sculpted by the ghostly talents of the Sifang Sect, Xie Ning made the formation stones, and through proper arrangement, an economical magic energy discrimination formation was formed.

Demonic cultivation is a big deal for transformation, and the four sects are very nervous, so the spiritual consciousness used is top-grade.The Tianxiao Mansion has even reached the top level, and has a stronger sense of magic energy.

Bu Zhen glanced at Wen Xingxue, grabbed the other's wrist, and let it go.Taking a breath, he said casually, "Where's your elder brother?"

Although Le Zheng was a little surprised by Bu Zhen's move, he didn't think too much about it when he saw that his color was normal.But listening to Bu Zhen's question, he frowned.

"Eldest brother has something to do, so he didn't come."

Bu Zhen frowned.

"Why didn't I know he was in trouble."

After saying this, he felt a little wrong, so he shut up again.

The Tiantuan of Xuantian Sword Sect were quite confused when they heard the words. Yan Jia subconsciously wanted to ask, but was stopped by Le Zheng's eyes.The originally lively exchange of pleasantries suddenly came to a subtle end, and everyone rushed to the Xuantian Sword Sect sullenly.Along the way, everyone was silent and looked at each other.

Traveling through mountains and rivers, trekking through wind and snow, he arrived at Xuantian Sword Sect in a blink of an eye.

The mountain gate is built in a simple and tall way, and the gate is surprisingly empty.Mountain mist mixed with flying snow fills the eyes, and there is another world beyond this daze.The solitary twelve peaks rise from the ground and go straight into the sky.There are scattered buildings on the peak, among which red plums and green trees are hidden.

"The procedures for this year's conference are a bit cumbersome, but it's just for the sake of insurance." Lezheng took the jade slip in Du Chenglu's hand, handed it to the disciples on the side for verification, and continued, "The venue is set at the Sunset Altar. Well, it's the Twelve Peaks The one in the middle."

Needless to say, everyone saw it too, after all, that piece was blindingly bright.

The twelve mountain peaks form a ring, holding a square earth altar.This place is covered by a powerful formation, and monks from all walks of life are sitting everywhere.Looking from a distance on the court at this moment, everyone is quite peaceful.

In fact, the array is soundproof.

"The children of the Shenhe Sect are too contemptuous of the Dao Discussion Conference, and the time has not yet come." The fourth elder of the Shuiyun Sect and Taoist Guang suddenly stood up, stroked his short beard, and swept his eyes across the audience, "Dear friends , how about we start here?"

At first glance, the positions of the monks on the Sunset Altar are somewhat random, but in fact they are quite particular.For example, the core figures of the four sects naturally occupy the center, and the rest of the sects radiate from the inside to the outside according to their ranks.

After He Guang said this, the expressions of the monks were different.There are a few people sitting a little far away in the direction of Xuantian Sword Sect. They are very wildly dressed, and they are the most popular Sanxiu League recently.

"Senior is a senior, we are transformed in the same place, we are living differently at this time." Duan Xiya said lazily, "I see it is not too late."

"Where did it come from—" Taoist He Guang was about to reprimand him, but was interrupted by the Sifang Sect Master.

Xie Ning leaned against Baoyangzi with her arms folded, and cast a sideways glance at him: "Old man Mingchuan, could it be that your suzerainty is going to be passed on to the Fourth Elder?"

What he said was interesting, he immediately pointed out that He Guang usurped Shuiyun Sect's suzerain to speak, and incidentally skipped over the host of Xuantian Sword Sect.Gao Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at the past.

Xie Ning bent his eyes, and simply fell down along the yangzi, resting on the human leg, and said lazily: "You are standing a little high, fellow Daoist He Guang, and my neck is sore from looking at it."

Ancestor Ming Chuan looked unhappy, and motioned He Guang to sit down.He quickly changed his expression, and said with a smile: "The fourth elder is always impatient, but Shenhezong really made us wait."

At the other end, Taoist Yinhua, the lord of the Shanyang Sect who was meditating, stopped adjusting his breath, and said calmly, "This time is different from the past, so it's okay to wait."

Taoist Yinhua and Patriarch Mingchuan met their eyes, and a deep meaning flashed in their eyes.What the two said was bright and dark, and everyone present could understand it.In previous years, the Dao Discussion Conference had only entered early, and there had never been a Shenhe Sect who was so unhurried.

"When discussing the ways of the world at the Dao Conference, and studying the skills of practice, when will you use it to comment on others?" Gao Ling looked away, turned not far away, and slowly got up towards the visitor, "Sect Master Bu, long time no see."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a whistling sound from the sky.

In midsummer, sunlight falls on the glacier, inadvertently refracting colorful colors.The sparkling light fluctuates quietly, skimming over the white, coiling around the flying feathers, and finally blooming in a piece of flying light blue.

The green shirt is fluttering, and the white clouds are flying.

Stretching out his hand to flick away a grain of white snow on the Zonghui, Bu Zhen sat down on an old pine with his legs bent at some point.He raised his eyes, held back all the light from the sky, and flicked his sleeves, behind him were seven high-grade flying swords.

Neat and neat, very eye-catching.

The disciples stepped forward on the flying snow, then stopped at an empty space in the Setting Sun Altar, and bowed steadily towards the very center.

Bu Zhen snapped his fingers, then jumped lightly and landed in front of his disciple.

"Sect Master Cen, good afternoon." He glanced at Patriarch Mingchuan and Taoist Yinhua, and smiled, "I heard that some fellow Taoists are as interested in the connotation of gossip as I am."

"Discuss and learn from each other?"