Chapter 1116

Silver crane flying in the sky, carrying the wind from above nine days to the bottom of a place where birds sing and flowers fragrance, and animals coexist harmoniously.

The inside and outside of the valley array are different worlds. The inside is as usual, and the outside is like human purgatory. Large pieces of corpses and debris flow into a river. The Terran's bright red color and the withered wood clan's dark green are mixed together. The ground with glass like appearance is common.

Even the sky array of beasts crowing in unison, which is enough to protect the friars, is only a thin layer like an egg shell. There are many broken places. There is no need for the friars to practice Xu. Even if the spirit melting friars can besiege them for a few days, they can easily break through.

The friars of Yuling Valley in the array are frightened and uneasy. Within a radius of ten thousand li, there are some escaping disciples.

By the time he saw the silver crane coming down from the sky, all the uneasiness disappeared.

"See my grandfather!"

"See you, master Xuehai!"

A middle-aged monk with a long beard and a middle-aged appearance led dozens of Huashen friars and thousands of Yuanying friars to salute the two people who came down from the back of the silver crane. The movement has a special rhythm, which is very ancient.

"It has been a long time, famous for thousands of songs, falling from the sky..."

Around, thousands of white cranes and apes opened the way, Orioles and birds sang solemnly and solemnly. With the wilderness of ancient times, the cultivation of birds and beasts is not less than that of human beings.

It's obvious that if you don't want to die, you don't want to leave.

"Get up and drag the blood. Hong Fu, a friend of Haidao, is now safe in the valley for the time being. In addition to inheriting the disciples, everyone else should be called back. It's not safe outside."

"Yes, grandfather

A group of disciples were beaming with joy, and Lu an was also among them. Fortunately, he did not die.

Master Linghe nodded his head and took the lead: "Taoist friend, please, when you first come to Lingjie, I can give you a detailed introduction and a little gratitude."

"Linghe road friend's words are heavy." Zhao Shi declined politely.

The deepest part of the valley where the spirit fog rises and falls is extremely quiet. Even the occasional birds and beasts also deliberately restrain their voices.

"A Taoist friend is a friar in the lower world who has extraordinary qualifications. Generally speaking, there are two ways to go." Linghe explained to Zhao Shi about the situation of the inner and surrounding alien clans one by one, and then went straight to the theme: "one is to join the three holy places like Haoran school and become their core disciples. Their means are much better than that of Yuling valley. The people who attract Taoist friends must be on their way."

Zhao Xi Shi did not answer immediately.

"The second one is to become a pioneer monk, sit on the border, and even directly seize the land of other nationalities, so as to establish their own clan.

This road will be difficult and dangerous. Resources and skills are major problems. There are subsidies within the clan, but it is much worse than the disciples of your own family. "

There may be a third way to give up the Terran directly and become a wandering friar, but Linghe naturally did not say so.

If they don't think about their future and their feelings, they can survive independently in the outside world.

"Can you tell me the probability of successful promotion of friars from different dynasties who joined the three holy places in the period of crossing the loot?" Zhao Shi raised his head and asked.

"Less than one thousandth of them, most of them stop at the peak of the practice of deficiency. The relevant records can be found in the palace of ancient Chinese classics."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Shi was silent.

This is not reasonable. Even though the time is different and the cultivation environment in ancient times is better, the monks who can rise from the lower world have been selected with extreme strictness. Their qualifications, experience and temperament are all unique, which is much higher than that of the local practice.

Such a success rate is unacceptable.

All of them are friars, and the promotion success rate of one thousand is even several times lower than the average success rate of local practitioners!

This seems to be a necessity, which has nothing to do with the mind of the holy sect.

As the last state before becoming an immortal, the monk of Dujie is the strongest person of a clan, and subverts the whole Holy Land Sect.

No matter how broad-minded, can we put all the life and life of his family on a monk with unclear origin and unknown loyalty, who is only an excellent monk, so that he can become the person who decides the fate of the clan?

During this period, countless suppression, tempering, testing are indispensable, and death is not uncommon, but also a fair and aboveboard reason.

If it's just like this, I'm afraid that people will treat you as a senior hitter from the beginning to the end, and they never intend to let you advance.

Those who were lucky to be promoted have no one in ten thousand who want to be promoted. Among them, yundao should be the main one. The external situation forced the Holy Land Sect to make its low voltage small. Over the years, they have worked hard for the sect, which proves that their loyal ascenders are really cultivated as sect inheritors.

Zhao Shi gradually extinguished his intention to join the Holy Land Sect.

The Holy Land Sect is too powerful. Once joined, it must be driven by its harshness, and its name must be tested and polished. It can not show any dissatisfaction. Under the temptation of carrot on the top of the head, the holy sect devotes itself to burning itself.It is not only the holy land level sect, but also the Royal Spirit Valley and other 28 sects. In addition, there are also the capture of alien races, relics and so on.

Although the probability is very small, such as the inheritance of Yuling Valley, even if Zhao Shi abandons the bottom line and wants to rob by force, even if he kills Linghe, he can't find a hair, so he has to give himself up to the Terran.

These clans can be inherited for a long time, so the means of these aspects will not be less.

Remains, alien races, etc. are more difficult.

But no matter how hard it is, it's better to put the fate in your own hands than to lie low in the Holy Land and hope that one day the monks will take care of them.

Of course, all this is just one side of Linghe's words, which needs to be verified in many ways.

"No matter how Taoist friends choose, they are always friends of Yuling valley." The master Linghe handed out a jade card with a picture of a hundred birds carved on it. He said in the right color: "whenever a Taoist friend shows this, you can let the Yuling Valley do something that does not violate the race and the great righteousness of the clan."

I think it's against the great righteousness of your clan to pass on the inheritance of robbery.

"If you want to, I'll take it."

Zhao Shi didn't show up on the face, and sighed in his heart, but it was only the instinct of human nature, without any resentment.

At this time, they suddenly looked at the horizon.

A cloud of rushing night flies from afar. Even if it is very far away, you can still feel the magnificent meaning. It seems that the words of sage's enlightenment are on your ear. You can't help but feel that you have set your destiny for heaven and earth and petition for all the people.

Zhao and Shi felt uncomfortable instinctively.

This magnificent meaning is grand and solemn. It does not hide its own ideas, etiquette and music education, forest order, law net from the sky, intending to control everything, and almost runs counter to the Taoist idea of cultivating immortals and being free.

And with a strong aggressive expansion, it is not a simple personal concept.

"It's too late for Haoran Academy. I hope you can forgive me."

The vast clouds in the sky of Yuling Valley scattered, revealing a handsome young man with lofty head, wearing a high crown and a long black shirt. He bowed meticulously to the two people below.

It's not the heroic boxing ceremony of the people in the lake or the Taoist priest's eulogy. It's about putting your hands in the big sleeves, lifting them up, aligning the tips of your left and right fingers, bending down, and touching your forehead on your hands.

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