Journey To Longevity

At the other end, Zhang Shiping practiced Changing Yuanshu to the fourth level, but due to the incompleteness of his skills, he could no longer continue to practice.

In the next few days, he didn't practice any more, he went around the spiritual peaks of various places and met some people.

Finally, I went to visit Chen Wenguang's cave, but was told by the boy guarding the gate that the master had been away for more than a month, and he didn't say when he would come back.

Originally, he wanted to ask about the fire room, but now that he was away, he had to give up, secretly thinking that he would go back and ask those old disciples of the sect who had been in the sect for a long time.

It turns out that the ground fire room is under the fire peak. There are three fire peaks in Zhengyang Sect, which are scattered in different places of the sect. The one in the northwest is called Chili Peak, the one in the south is called Gunan Mountain, and the one in the southeast is called Qingyue Mountain. .

When Zhang Shiping passed by a medicine garden, he asked an old man in gray shirt and yellow face about these news.

The man has been in the house for more than fifty years, and now he is in his seventies. He is on duty in a herb garden and is very good at taking care of herbs. Perhaps because of his age, he especially likes to talk about the past, thinking about how he was back then. how. At that time the old man was lying on the armchair basking in the sun, seeing Zhang Shiping coming over, he became interested, and talked about the past for half an hour.

Zhang Shiping sat on the low stool, Mmm, ah, um replied with a smile, waited for the old man to say that his mouth was dry, then handed over the brewed tea, and then turned his hands to take a cup from the storage bag. The porcelain bowl was filled with tea, and he drank it.

This tea is the only bud picked by the old man himself after a drizzle in the early spring of last year, and the taste is excellent.

Seeing this, the old man laughed and cursed a few times, saying that he wasted his best tea for nothing.

Zhang Shiping laughed, looking skinny and shameless.

The old man was only in the sect by himself. He had no son but a daughter. He had no spiritual roots. He found a good family in the secular world and betrothed his daughter to someone else. He lived well and had one son and two daughters.

But it's a pity that none of his three grandsons have spiritual roots. The old man was a little depressed when talking about these things.

Just as Zhang Shiping wanted to comfort him, the old man smiled and said that he had already seen it out, this spiritual root was destined by the heavens, just like when he refined the ninth level of Qi more than ten years ago, because he was afraid of death, he did not dare to build a foundation. Now that I am old and my body is declining, there is no possibility of building a foundation, so what can I do if I regret it, I can only accept my fate.

Then he preached for a while, Zhang Shiping listened patiently, without any trace of impatience on his face.

In this way, maybe the old man is more in line with Zhang Shiping, a young man with a handsome appearance like jade.

It's just that when the old man heard that Zhang Shiping wanted to go to the fire chamber, he hurriedly said, as if looking at a desperate fool, Do you know where the fire chamber is? The fire lava came up, full of the poison of fire evil. Don't think that there is a high-level formation guarding there, so you can rest easy. There was a problem with the fire peak of Qingyue Mountain more than 30 years ago. Fortunately, I got the news in time. Wang The ancestor took action to strengthen the formation again, otherwise there would be more casualties.

The old man felt palpitations when he said it, the reason was that he had accepted the mission of the sect to be on duty in the fire room, and he was the one who passed on the news.

Zongmen rewarded him with a sum of spirit stones, and then he applied elsewhere, and then came to this Baicao Garden, which took nearly thirty years to do.

It's hard to say about the formation, and no one can say for sure. The scary thing about the fire room is the fire evil. Even if there is a Bingxin pill every month, the fire poison will still penetrate into the bone marrow over time. The old man stared at Zhang Shiping.

He continued with the appearance of someone who had experienced it: Otherwise, why do you think that the disciples who guard the ground fire will change every year? It's not unbearable.

After some chatting, Zhang Shiping had a basic understanding of the fire room in his heart, and under the watchful eyes of the old man, he drove the flying magic weapon away.

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Zhang Shiping flew in mid-air towards the Zongmen External Affairs Hall, and landed on the side of a mountain called Qianyue Mountain. There is no air-forbidden formation on this mountain. He saw many outer disciples who used flying magic weapons stay here. He also followed down.

Here is a circular stone platform with about half an acre of land. There are two huge stone pillars standing on the edge of the stone platform, each carved with a dragon with teeth and claws, coiled on the pillars.

Zhang Shiping walked through the carved dragon pillars and walked all the way to the end. In front of him was a large courtyard. Two parallel rows of tall trees were planted on the square in front of him. Stairs, two vermilion doors nearly three feet high have been opened.

After he entered, he turned around along the corridor, and asked several people in the middle, which made his head dizzy, and then found the steward in charge of the tasks of the outer disciples in a room.

There are quite a few people in the Zhengyang Sect. Apart from the servant disciples, the outer sect disciples account for a large part. The daily work is extremely complicated. The sect has twelve outer sect stewards, and several of them are old foundation-building monks. There are also senior Qi-refining ninth-level monks.

That person is a middle-aged monk with a square face at the ninth level of Qi refining. Sitting there, he has a feeling of calmness and prestige. Hearing that Xiuxian was a secular prince before, the education he received is naturally unusual. Zhang Shiping is ranked eighth. Behind the person, the square-faced monk handled things neatly, and it was his turn after a while, and he immediately handed over the token of the outer disciple, explaining that he wanted to ground the fire room, and any fire peak would do.

The square-faced monk took the token and checked Zhang Shiping's information. He saw that he had been in the field for less than half a year, and he was applying for the task of the underground fire room. After a short while, he approved his application and recorded the information on the token.

Then this person gave a jade slip and returned it to Zhang Shiping together with the token, and told him to come to the Foreign Affairs Hall to find him in half a month.

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Zhengyang Peak, this fourth-level spiritual mountain, is the place where senior monks of the sect discuss matters. The front mountain is a group of simple and magnificent palaces, and the back mountain is where the ancestor of the sect lives.

Chang Younian, a tall and slender man, looks to be in his thirties, looks very bookish, he is 363 years old this year, and has been the head of the Zhengyang Sect for 57 years. He manages the entire Zhengyang Sect in an orderly manner, and he also coordinates the relationship between the various peaks and veins well and is impartial.

A few days ago, he sent ten foundation-building monks to investigate the appearance of spirit stones in the cloud iron mine. Today, two foundation-building monks from the sect rushed back to the sect together, and they took out the piece he was playing with. Snow white Lingshi.

He has already summoned other Jindan monks from the sect to come to the main hall. A middle-grade ice-type spirit stone is worthless, but if there is a medium-grade ice-type spirit stone vein, it will definitely attract the coveted eyes of various sects.

Ten disciples including Chen Wenguang opened the large formation as soon as they passed by, and sent miners to dig deep for three days. They dug forty feet under a cloud iron mine, found a small piece of spirit stone mine, and obtained more than a dozen There are middle-grade spirit stones of ice attribute and hundreds of low-grade spirit stones. They didn't know how much of the previous news had been leaked, so the ten of them discussed together and sent three monks who were good at escapism in the middle and late stages of foundation building.

The three separated and hurried on their way in the middle of the night. After a few days, they didn't want to be the only two who returned to Zhengyangzong.

When Chang Younian was thinking about this matter, four people entered the hall one after another. The first one was a short, fat man with a big belly and a beard. The second one was a nine-foot tall man with dark complexion and short hair. It was the Jindan monk named Ma Hua that Zhang Shiping had seen at the Ascension Fair.

The two people who came in from behind, one was wearing a colorful fairy skirt, a beautiful female nun who looked twenty-eight years old, and the other was a hunchbacked old man with gray hair, leaning on a bare wooden stick, falling on the ground. Last.