Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 155: Biography


Songyun Gate·Hall

The last Elder Zhang entered the hall. The hall was a little dark. There were seats on the left and right sides. The two rows of elders were sitting solemnly. There was a platform in the center, and the statue of the patriarch glowed with a faint light.

Elder Zhang hurriedly saluted the statue of Patriarch and the head. The head did not immediately give up his seat. He said for a long time: "You are late, sit down!"

The head coughed again and said: "Everyone, if everyone's opinions are overwhelming, then please follow the rules to ask the patriarch to check and vote later."

"I have no opinion." Yu Yunjun said immediately.

"Then let's start!"

Someone burned the incense and held it to the head. The head looked at the incense case, and put his hands in the furnace, one jaw, and saw that with Li Cheng, "buzz", the patriarch's image was faintly revealed The red light.

A phantom figure of Pei Ziyun sat in front of the idol, and the red light was shining from the statue of the patriarch. It seemed to be checking Pei Ziyun. Jun Yu could not help holding his fist, and after looking at it, he found that all the elders were paying attention.

"Patriarch, does this person have other magic powers, or an introduction to art?" the head of the head asked.

"This son has indeed only practiced for two years, and he has no other foundation of Taoism!" A faint voice came, and the head's face was pale for a while.

The red light flashed and went out, Yu Yunjun stood up: "That's the case, elders, please vote!"

Quiet room

Strictly speaking, this quiet room is not a place for imprisoning people, but a place for Taoists to retreat.

It’s sunny outside, surrounded by flower fences, and the courtyard is dense. Although there is only one couch, a pair of tables and chairs, a teapot is placed in the quiet room, the floor is covered with cork, there is no sound when you step on it, but there is still a fragrance , A window is not opened, but it is very breathable.

All kinds of exquisiteness, really unspeakable and comfortable.

Pei Ziyun is wearing a white gauze robe, sitting on the couch, seeming to close his eyes to practice, and he seems to be thinking about things, sorting out recent events in his mind.

"The Fudi Patriarch is not afraid of censorship. His foundation is pure and pure, and he can open the Heavenly Gate and become a Yin God, and he has great achievements. Although it was a bit too much this time, he killed Song Zhi, but it was not a big deal. He was self-defense. What can the boss do to fight back?"

"There are guards outside the quiet room of the mountain gate. This will not only repair themselves, but also discuss and solve the problem of killing Song Zhi."

When Pei Ziyun thought, a plum blossom flashed in front of him, and a transparent information frame appeared: "Task: Eliminate Xie Chengdong's forces in Yingzhou (completed)"

"Task: Break through the heavenly gate and achieve succession (unfinished)"

"It is not necessary to talk about this. Although this breakthrough is used to quickly transform mana with previous life experience, there are some hidden dangers, which are not serious, and need to be gradually adjusted and eliminated."

I was thinking, there was a voice suddenly outside.

"You are not allowed to say loudly, I'm going to find something to do with the younger brother, have you heard?" A voice came from the outside, it was Chuxia who was following the Taoist priest outside and said.

"Little Junior Sister, the master has an order not to disturb Junior Brother Pei." The outside Taoist persuaded the sister-in-law's grandmother not to enter the room.

"If you don't give way, I will go to the master and uncle to complain, saying that you are bullying me." Chuxia's voice came from outside.

"Don't don't don't, little sister, you go in, we won't stop you, but the master is here, you have to say something good for us, you forced to break in, but we didn't let you in." Outside The Taoist had no choice but to say to Chuxia.

"Okay, okay, I see, you don't want to talk about it, I see my brother, what can be done." Chuxia said impatiently.

In the early summer, he opened the door and entered the room. He looked at Pei Ziyun and said, "Junior Brother, run away. Just now I overheard that the master said that he would punish you heavily and abolish the cultivation base and expel you from the teacher’s door. You are in vain and violate the discipline of the teacher."

Pei Ziyun looked at the worried early summer, and smiled: "Sister, don’t worry, I know this in my mind."

"Junior Brother, you killed Song Zhi this time, but you violated the rules and killed the same school, Junior Brother, really all right?" Chu Xia was still worried.

Pei Ziyun smiled loosely: "Songyun Gate, it's not the head of the person who has the final say. Other elders can understand that there is still the patriarch's care on it. This matter will not really follow the head of the head." /

Pei Ziyun comforted Chuxia, listening to the shouting outside: "Uncle, Uncle."

Then there was the voice of two Taoist priests guarding outside.

The door opened, early summer I wanted to find a place to hide, no.

The people outside came in, it was Yu Yunjun. Pei Ziyun looked at him, Yu Yunjun's face was normal, and he couldn't see anything.

Jun Yun entered the door, saw the early summer in the quiet room, frowned and did not speak, then looked at Pei Ziyun, and said for a long time: "Ziyun, you have passed this time."

"No matter how cold and unbearable Song Zhi is, he is also the beloved disciple of the head, and he has friendship with many elders."

"You killed him. Although it is related to the disciple of the Suyue Sect, you do have some reason for this, but your status as the disciple of the head can't be left this time."

"You can only give you the status of a direct disciple, and the punishment will only allow you to experience one year outside, and you can't go back to the mountain. It can be regarded as the punishment for you to kill Song Zhi."

"Master, I can only get you here for this matter." Yu Yunjun looked a little gloomy.

"Thank you, Master." Pei Ziyun stood up and said in a salute, this punishment is quite non-existent. This exorcism is to prevent himself from touching the disciple. He knew in his heart that although this time he was reasonable, he had a bad impression on the elders. It is a big obstacle to gaining the position of master disciple.

But Pei Ziyun couldn't tolerate it either because of the original owner or Ye Su'er. He would rather pay the price than kill.

But this is a bit ashamed of Yu Yunjun, who is directly good to herself, but she puts all her hopes on herself.

"Ziyun, today is the day when you are enshrined. Don't clash with the boss anymore. Although he is an old and disrespectful, he is still the boss. It is the face of Songyun and it is always bad to contradict him." Yu Yunjun arranged clothes for Pei Ziyun behind Pei Ziyun.

"Well, Master, I know." Pei Ziyun said while standing in front of the bronze mirror.

"Right now, you are still being entrusted as a protagonist, and you will become an earth fairy in the future, and you can find the place when that time." Yu Yunjun said after finishing his clothes behind Pei Ziyun.

"Yes, Master." When Pei Ziyun listened to Yu Yunjun's words, a smile appeared on his face. As expected, Master was still a good kiss.

"Turn around and have a look!" Yu Yunjun said.

Pei Ziyun turned around, Yu Yunjun looked around: "Not bad, quite handsome."

In the main hall, the elders are arranged on both sides, all sitting in their seats, and the head is sitting high in the main seat. At this time, the complexion is not good, and there is no joy at all.

Outside this hall, many disciples in the sect are onlookers. This time Brother Song Zhi was killed by this younger brother. I heard that there was a lover of this younger brother involved. Many of the younger brothers had never seen Pei Ziyun, thinking Come and meet this junior with three heads and six arms.

Jun Yu took his seat. Later, Pei Ziyun walked straight into the hall from the outside. The crowd of onlookers separated, and looked up and down Pei Ziyun.

As Pei Ziyun entered the hall, there was a gloomy expression in the head of the head.

An elder on the side shouted loudly: "The direct disciple, the canonization ceremony begins."

As soon as the elder's words fell, the **** statue on it was lighted up for a while, and the patriarch was watching this hall in the blessed land.

"Pei Ziyun broke through the gate of heaven and was granted the inheritance." A disciple in the field held a plate with the seal of the law, and just presented it.

"You have passed on to a disciple, you should take the teacher as the most important thing in the future, and don't mistake yourself." At this time, the head has no expression on his face, and the eyes under his brows are as deep as those of the ancient well. Talking.

"Yes, the head." Pei Ziyun saluted and followed the dharma seal, and Pei Ziyun took the dharma seal, "buzz", and a flower in front of him, the ancestor's figure appeared on the statue of the ancestor.

A white-haired and white-bearded Taoist with a whisk in his hand, seeing Pei Ziyun take the Dharma seal and wave the whisk, a blessed land appeared behind him.

There are many palaces in the blessed land, and there seems to be a big mountain inside. These images flashed by, seeming to echo the seal in Pei Ziyun's hand.

When the dust brushed over, an aura fell on Pei Ziyun. The yin **** of the flesh opened his eyes suddenly, and a robe appeared with a seal in his hand, which faintly echoed with blessing.

"In my previous life, I was an introduction to art and I didn't teach it, but my uncle has this in his memory. This is the pass to the blessed land. The body collapses, and you can enter the blessed land."

The Dharma seal is in hand, and there is a response in one breath. This was recognized by the blessed land. Pei Ziyun stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you, Master, thank the head, and thank you elders."

"No wonder, if you want to become a yin god, you will be a descendant. If you don't become a yin god, you will be an ordinary soul after death. What about a blessed place?"

"Li Cheng!" Seeing the vision, the elder shouted when he saw Pei Ziyun's salute, and he officially became a diary.

The spiritual light on the idol was dim and disappeared. The head didn't say much, so he turned and left. The elders and disciples around him all came forward to congratulate him.

"Junior Brother, you are all overcast, but I'm on the seventh floor, when can I catch you?" Chu Xia was outside the crowd, didn't squeeze in, but looked at Pei Ziyun inside, a little sad.

These congratulations dissipated, Pei Ziyun came out of the main hall, and a plum appeared in front of him, which quickly zoomed in and turned into a translucent data frame "Task: Break through the Heavenly Gate and Achieve Succession (Complete)"

Both tasks have been completed, but just click to accept, and there will be plum blossoms appearing between my eyebrows. Although it will disappear for a while, it seems that it does not exist, but it is a trace in the end. Pei Ziyun is ready to go out of the mountain gate and click This one.

At this time, Chu Xia followed up and pulled Pei Ziyun by the corner of his clothes, a little unhappy.

"Senior Sister~IndoMTL.com~What's wrong?" Pei Ziyun looked at Chuxia and asked, a little strange, who caused her to be so wronged.

"Junior Brother, give me a hug." Chu Xia approached Pei Ziyun and hugged him. Pei Ziyun wanted to break free, but he remembered what Chu Xia was just now, and let Chu Xia hug.

"Hey" at this time, he heard a sigh, and Chuxia, who was holding Pei Ziyun, let go as if he was electrocuted. Yu Yunjun glanced at Chuxia and looked at Pei Ziyun: "Ziyun, what are your plans now?"

"Master, since the teacher has a decision, I will go down the mountain naturally. I have some ideas, but I also ask the master for help!" Pei Ziyun said: "Chu Xia, Liao Qingye, He Qingqing, please bring the master!"

Speaking, handed over a jade bottle: "Master, look!" Jing Keshou said that there was an accident today and accidentally deleted the manuscript. I had to rewrite the article, and I had to order one later.

  

   Please remember the domain name of the book’s first publication:. Mobile version reading URL:


Leave a Reply