Chapter 936： enjoin

After a while, Zhang Shiping got up slowly, and the red cloud wrapped around his body, turned into a startled rainbow, and disappeared into the sky.

In less than an hour, he had flown not far from Zhengyangzong, restrained his aura, and then flew down outside a small town at the foot of a mountain.

This is not to deliberately hide anything, but the mana aura of Nascent Soul cultivator is too strong, if you don't restrain yourself a little bit, those qi refining monks who are new to practice will not be able to bear it!

When the monks who came and went saw someone coming down from Yufeng, they knew that the other person was at least a Jindan real person, and they immediately turned sideways and bowed slightly to show courtesy.

Zhang Shiping didn't even look at these people, he just looked up at the plaque on the stone archway at the entrance of the town for a long time, and then said lightly: "Shengxian Town, back and forth and back to the old place."

He was once recruited by the Zhengyang Sect here, and now, more than six hundred years later, this stone workshop is still here, but at that time, none of the sect's peers were alive.

The changes in the world can not help but make people feel quite emotional!

With one step, he disappeared in place.

At this time, many monks who had retreated to the side of the road stood up, with envious expressions in their eyes.

"Which senior is this?" a casual cultivator couldn't help but ask.

The friend who was traveling with him shook his head and said, "How would I know?"

"I just said it casually, and I didn't ask you." The man said.

"You bastard."

"Let's go, I'm lucky to meet this senior today. Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Enough?"

"Go ahead and drink!"

"Then go to Yingxian Inn, the wine there is the most intoxicating."

After speaking, the two couldn't help laughing.

And in the town, Zhang Shiping happened to pass by the Yingxian Inn, and the waiter in front of the door was yelling attentively. When he saw the monks passing by on the street, he would either call him an immortal master, or call him an old man. Extremely enthusiastic.

But he didn't go in, but continued to walk forward slowly, suddenly he seemed to remember something, he seemed to have left a yellow puma in the inn and forgot to pick it up.

Immediately after he walked around in a circle, he left quietly.

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Soon after, Zhang Shiping appeared in front of the gate of Zhengyang Peak.

When the disciples guarding the door saw the person coming, they were stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and ran over quickly.

"Dare to ask if senior is Shiheng Zhenjun?" One of the black-clothed disciples bowed and said.

"Where are Ziyun and Yasong?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"The head of the sect just happened to send the Qi-refining cultivator to the secret realm of elixir, and he should be back today. Elder Yasong is in the hall now, please come with me." The disciple said hastily.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping nodded slightly, and said lightly: "No need, go ahead."

After speaking, he turned into a stream of light, easily passed through the formation in front of the mountain gate, and flew towards the main hall of the sect on the mountainside.

But at this moment, Yasong was standing in front of the gate of the main hall, looking up at the clouds.

Suddenly he looked at a figure that suddenly appeared on the square not far ahead, and after feeling the mana's aura, he quickly walked down the stone steps, stepped forward hurriedly, and bowed his hands: "The younger generation pays homage to the real monarch. "

"There's no need to be too polite." Zhang Shiping gave him a little support.

"I don't know what the real king is here today, why?" Ya Song stood up and asked.

"It's just a matter of revisiting the old place when you're still and want to move." Zhang Shiping said calmly.

Then with a movement of his consciousness, he noticed a huge boat speeding among the clouds more than 200 miles away, and then said: "Just in time, Ziyun has also returned, it seems that I came at the right time."

"Please enter the hall, Zhenjun, and rest for a while." Yasong said. He hadn't noticed it yet, after all, the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage monks hadn't detected such a long distance yet.

"It's okay, I'll wait here with you to see which juniors in the Zhengyang Sect can gain something in the secret realm of elixir this time." Zhang Shiping stepped forward slowly, walked up the stone steps, and stood In front of the main hall.

Yasong didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only follow and stand behind, not daring to overstep.

Not long after, a giant boat dived down through the clouds and landed on the huge square. A female cultivator in palace costume first flew down from it, followed by more than ten foundation-building monks from the Zhengyang Sect. With forty or fifty disciples in the late stage of Qi refining.

"Junior pay homage to the True Monarch." Ziyun hurried forward to pay homage to Zhang Shiping when he saw Zhang Shiping.

"Get up, it seems that these disciples have gained more or less from this trip, not bad." Zhang Shiping said, he could easily penetrate into the storage bags of these disciples with a sweep of his consciousness, and noticed that there were a lot of plants and trees in them Aura.

"It seems that there will be some more Foundation Establishment disciples in the sect this time." Ziyun said happily.

"You two come in with me." Zhang Shiping said without changing his expression, he turned and walked into the hall.

Ziyun and Yasong followed closely behind.

In the main hall, the three-legged copper stove, the green smoke bird, is full of wisps of aura, which lifts people's spirits.

Zhang Shiping sat cross-legged on the main futon, but the two did not take their seats.

They sensed that the True Monarch seemed to be displeased, and immediately looked solemn, as if he was listening to the teachings.

"Ziyun, how old are you?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"Six out of four hundred and seventy." Master Ziyun replied softly.

Then Zhang Shiping nodded slightly, and continued:

"At this age, it's acceptable to have a mid-Gold Core cultivation base. It's just that you shouldn't be distracted by the many chores in the sect and slacken your practice. You are a monk of the Wang family, and you must have feelings for you. Not a small expectation Don’t let me down. If you can cultivate to the perfection of the golden core in your lifetime, I will help you when you are born, and it is also worthy of Zhengyangzong’s previous cultivation Thank you."

"The junior will definitely cultivate well." Ziyun was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Let's let go of some things that should be put aside. Zongmen's affairs are complicated and involved too much, which will only waste the time and energy of my own practice." Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"Thank you for your teaching, True Monarch." Ziyun said.

Then Zhang Shiping looked at Master Yasong, and said unhurriedly:

"Now there are four Jindan monks in Zhengyangzong. I think the other two are no longer in the sect. Ziyun still needs your help. I have a five-hundred-year agreement with Daoist Changshen. This promise There are still more than a hundred years, if you have anything that you can't handle, you can come to Yuanxiao City or Bihu Island. All the fellow Taoists in the three realms will give me more or less face."

"True Monarch's words are serious, this is the responsibility of juniors." Master Yasong said.

He is in his early 500s now, and he is only in the early stage of Golden Core. He has hardly improved his cultivation for many years.

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PS: I'm in a bad mood, let's go to sleep, it's like this after waiting all night, alas!

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