Chapter 147: The Master of the Earth De Temple
After watching Wu Yi's amazing reversal, He Zhijing couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect this boy to be so proficient in strength. I wonder if Lingyuan Shangzhen of Zhenyang Cave Heaven will intervene?"
Lingyuan Shangzhen is one of the few Dongtian Shangzhen who is proficient in strength in Yiqimen. He suffers from no one inheriting his mantle (mainly because Lingyuan Shangzhen has too high standards, otherwise becoming a third-generation disciple of Dongtian Shangzhen is a supreme honor).
Ling Zhixu on the side glanced at He Zhijing, thinking that he was really afraid of chaos in the world, and said: "Why don't you think about whether the ancestor of the Han family would be interested?"
The Han family is one of the twelve great families of Yiqimen. The ancestor of the Han family is also a Dongtian Shangzhen, who is also quite accomplished in strength, but the Han family has many children, but there is no trouble with inheritance.
After being retorted by Ling Zhixu, He Zhijing laughed dryly and said, "Aren't you afraid that young talents like Wu Yi will not be willing to marry into the family?"
The aristocratic family lineage is not determined not to absorb fresh blood. In addition to marrying with families of equal status, it also recruits young talents with great potential for marriage. However, there are also some disciples with extraordinary qualifications who can marry beautiful women but do not marry into the family.
For example, Huixuan Shangzhen, one of the five great cave heavens of the master and apprentice lineage, can tell from the first character of his Taoist name that he is a generation lower than the other cave heavens.
He was born in a humble family and was able to climb to this position entirely by relying on the support of his wife's family, but being able to seek the support of his wife's family is also Huixuan Shangzhen's ability. There is no success without reason.
After becoming a cave heaven Shangzhen, he naturally cannot appear as a son-in-law, so he became one of the five great cave heavens of the master and apprentice lineage, but because he reached this position with the strong support of his wife's family, Huixuan Shangzhen has a very good relationship with the aristocratic family lineage. He is the one who is closest to the aristocratic family among the five cave heavens of the master and apprentice lineage.
Therefore, the relationship between the aristocratic family and the master and disciple is very delicate. There is both struggle and cooperation, and even a harmonious cooperation.
Of course, geniuses like Hui Xuan Shangzhen are naturally very rare. More people are oppressed by their wives' families after marrying into their wives' families, and their status is not much different from that of slaves. Therefore, young talents generally do not choose to marry into their wives' families. He Zhijing is not lying.
"But then again, fellow Taoist Ling, have you seen what method Wu Yi used? How can the blood flow so much faster, and the meridians can bear it without bursting." He Zhijing changed the subject and asked a very curious question in his heart.
Ling Zhixu frowned slightly when he heard this, and guessed: "It seems to be the blood burning technique hidden in the Sutra Pavilion? It's just that in the past, there were disciples who practiced this technique, and the maximum increase was three times, and--" Ling Zhixu kept silent at this point.
The speed of Wu Yi's blood circulation has increased tenfold. He Zhijing sighed in his heart. He also saw that Wu Yi's method seemed to be the blood burning technique, but he couldn't believe it.
Even though he had already received some information about Wu Yi, such as some of the exercises he selected in the Sutra Pavilion, which did include the Blood Burning Technique.
"So it seems that that was the effect of the blood light." A new real person appeared, with white hair and crane eyebrows, exuding a decadent and decayed aura, and it seemed that he would not live long. No one knew when he appeared, nor how long he had been watching from the side.
The eight main academies have a high status, and the masters and professors in them are basically Jindan real people, unlike the side courtyard where Wu Yi is located. The highest level of cultivation in a Taoist temple is only the peak of foundation building, which is a gap from Jindan. Of course, Wang Chuchen is an exception.
The real person who appeared at this time is the master of the Dide Temple, Xu Yang, a great cultivator of the third level of Jindan, with a lifespan of more than a thousand years. It is said that because he lost most of his innate qi when he went out, he had no chance to advance and came here to retire.
"Xu Zhenren." He Zhijing and Ling Zhixu saw Xu Yang appear, and their hearts jumped. They didn't know if he had seen their previous little actions, so they bowed and said.
The reason why the third-level Jindan cultivators are called great cultivators is that the Taoist skills are all integrated into the Jindan, and the supernatural powers are smooth and natural. In terms of strength, it is unknown how much higher than the cultivators who have not reached this level.
Even if Xu Yang loses the opportunity to advance to the next level, he can still defeat He Zhijing and Ling Zhixu in a few moves, so they bowed to pay homage.
Xu Yang has no chance to advance, and he is not arrogant. He trembles and returns a salute, and then says: "Hello, two Taoist friends."
"Hello, Master, hello." When the two saw Xu Yang suddenly appear, they knew that this old guy was going to end up. Thinking that Xu Yang seemed to be the third-generation disciple of Ling Yuan Shangzhen who was proficient in the power method, the two roughly guessed Xu Yang's thoughts in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, his words came true. He Zhijing didn't know whether he should be happy or bitter. Now that Xu Yang has arrived, it is probably difficult to do what Ling Zhixu did before to interfere in Wu Yi's battle.
"I wonder what Master has to say?" Although he knew his intention, He Zhijing still asked.
"My old bones have not moved, they are about to fall apart, come out and watch the young people fight." Xu Yang laughed happily, kindly like an old grandfather next door.
"Well, watch the young disciples fight, and recall the arrogance when I was this age." He Zhijing looked at Wu Yi who was dominating the stage, nodded, and spoke.
Perhaps Wu Yi had given everyone too much stimulation before, they didn't even dare to look at Wu Yi directly, let alone fight with Wu Yi, and the fighting stage fell into a dead silence for a while.
Wu Yi knew that just two rounds of fighting was far from enough to attract the attention of the master in the sect, but at this time, those disciples with high cultivation had not arrived yet, and the place was full of mediocre people, so Wu Yi had no intention of fighting.
After thinking for a while, Wu Yi still said that sentence: "The disciples of the main courtyard are just like this."
The disciples of the main courtyard below were boiling with excitement, and they always despised the disciples of the side courtyards. This was the first time they were looked down upon, and they could not stand it. They all clamored for Wu Yi to wait here for a few more days, and they would invite the monks with high cultivation in the main courtyard.
Wu Yi didn't bother to answer them, jumped off the fighting platform, and said to the strong man on duty: "Your temple is so big, there should be a place for outsiders to practice."
The strong man nodded blankly.
"Take me there."
The strong man still nodded blankly, but his feet seemed to be filled with mud and he couldn't move at all.
Wu Yi hummed lightly, which frightened the strong man and he said repeatedly: "Okay."
Wu Yi turned around, "I will come here again in three days." This was his declaration and his oath.
The disciples surrounded the road, but when Wu Yi walked by, they made way on their own, and even pushed each other, which seemed very clumsy.
"Young man's passion, dare to compete with the sky, old man, old man." Xu Yang said as he retreated, and disappeared in a few steps, leaving only the voice echoing for a long time, leaving He Zhijing and Ling Zhixu looking at each other.
Wu Yi, the protagonist, left, and everyone left one after another, but the turmoil caused by Wu Yi spread like a huge storm, and there were countless golden swords and letters flying in the air, all conveying messages.
After Wu Yi despised those disciples of the main courtyard, he successfully provoked the dispute between the main courtyard and the side courtyard. This dispute has a long history, which is a powder keg. It is not certain who will die, but it will definitely pay a very heavy price.
But since Wu Yi has made such a decision, he has his reasons. After understanding the difference, this is the best way to attract the upper-level real people.
As an outstanding disciple of the side courtyard, at least the disciples of the main courtyard would never dare to use some conspiracy to plot against him in public. Only by defeating Wu Yi in an upright manner can the arrogance of the disciples of the main courtyard be maintained.
Come on, come on, come on. Wu Yi rubbed the nebula array that Xie Yun lost to him with his fingertips, his eyes like swords, flashing with a blazing fighting spirit.