"Please show me your disciple token."

The two disciples in gray solemnly stretched out their hands to stop him and spoke in a routine manner.

Zhang Zheng took out the disciple token, and a disciple took it from Haosheng and checked it to make sure it was correct, and then handed it over and gave way.

"Sister, please."

When did the inspections into the mountains become so strict?

The handsome Yuanshan eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Zhang Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Two junior brothers, can you tell me why the inspection when entering the mountain is so strict? But what happened to the sect?"

One disciple said respectfully: "It's convenient."

"A year ago, two elders of the sect led a group of disciples to Guyuan Secret Realm. However, some time ago, the training disciples returned to the sect one after another, saying that there was no news from the two elders."

The disciple shook his head sadly, "The sect was shocked. After contacting other sect families, they found out that all the senior leaders had disappeared out of thin air. The leader quickly sent people to investigate outside the secret realm. After returning, he issued strict orders.

Be on guard."

"As for the details, we, the outer disciples, don't know much about it."

Zhang Zheng thought for a moment, thanked the two disciples and then flew towards the inner gate.

She has too many questions and needs answers urgently.

There was no reply to the messenger talisman handed to Senior Brother Lin. It seems that Senior Brother Lin was not in the cave at this time.

I had no choice but to stop a fellow disciple at random on the side of the road and asked in a friendly voice: "Junior sister, can you excuse me for a moment?"

The female cultivator who was stopped stopped, turned over her hand and put away her sword, "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

"Excuse me, have the training disciples from Guyuan Secret Realm returned? How are senior sister Lin Xiaoxiao and senior brother Jiang Fenglai doing?"

She didn't know such a big thing? The female cultivator glanced at her suspiciously.

Zhang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "I just rushed back to the sect and heard about this from the disciples guarding the mountain."

The female cultivator then let go of her suspicions, sighed and spoke slowly.

"This matter has spread throughout the inner circle, causing people to panic."

"Two days ago, the disciples who entered Guyuan Secret Realm returned to the sect one after another under the escort of several senior brothers and sisters. They were three hundred when they left, but less than one hundred when they came back."

"As for Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Jiang..."

The female cultivator seemed to recall the day when she saw Senior Sister Lin helping Senior Brother Jiang return to the sect, her eyes dimmed instantly, and her sadness was beyond words.

Two days ago, she made an appointment with her senior sister for a competition and headed to the martial arts arena, chatting and laughing along the way.

"Bang——"

A flying magic weapon fell from the sky like a meteor and hit the mountainside, just a few miles away from her. The dust and rocks almost splashed onto her face.

She recognized that it was Senior Sister Lin Xiaoxiao's magic weapon - Qingguang Ice Satin, which was extremely damaged and full of cracks.

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly ran forward. Lin Xiaoxiao just woke up leisurely. When he touched her worried eyes, he only smiled gently and said in a calm and hoarse voice, "Nothing, don't worry."

Lin Xiaoxiao rejected her outstretched hand and instead helped Jiang Fenglai who fell to the ground with difficulty.

Only then did she notice that there was another person.

The whole body was covered in blood. It would be an exaggeration to say that he had just been fished out of a blood pool, but the scariest thing was not the dark blood stains.

A few clusters of his black hair were covered with silvery hair, and there were tiny wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which made his eyes hurt and his heart beat like a drum.

Monks can prolong their lives and stay young forever after building the foundation. Unless their lifespan is about to expire, they will never show signs of aging.

Senior Brother Jiang is a young and arrogant young man. He will not be close to his life expectancy unless...

Unless he has lost his cultivation and become a mortal.

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After saying goodbye to the female nun, Zhang Zheng felt extremely depressed and walked heavily in the mountains with a variety of emotions.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Fenglai blocked two golden elixir demon cultivators by themselves, sacrificing their lives in exchange for a glimmer of hope for Wanxuanmen disciples.

The person they were protecting was a disciple of Wan Xuan Sect, but she couldn't deny that she was among the disciples of Wan Xuan Sect. In a sense, their actions were to protect her.

The most important point is that this time the demon cultivator came for her, it can be said that all Wanxuanmen disciples were implicated by her.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Fenglai didn't have to make such sacrifices. If she hadn't attracted the demon cultivator, everyone could have returned to the clan safely.

Everything is an unreasonable disaster caused by her.

Zhang Zheng knelt down on the spot in anguish, her eyes showing confusion. She didn't want to owe anyone a favor, let alone the favor of saving her life.

It's the same in Zhangshui Prefecture, and it's the same this time. She always seems to bring misfortune to people, whether it's relatives, friends, or strangers, there will always be disasters of life and death because of her.

Is it her fault?

The faint black mist covered the blurred eyes, which had a faint hint of demonic confusion.

"Chirp chirp..."

Zhang Zheng shook his head violently to suppress the inner demon that almost took advantage of him.

A yellow-feathered bird emerged from the bushes, its eyes as bright as black pearls swirling around, staring curiously at the strange man in front of it.

She smells so good.

"Chirp, chirp", the bird flapped its wings and landed on Zhang Zheng's head. It grabbed her hair with its sharp claws and pecked her forehead with its beak without fear.

His forehead was pecked so painfully that Zhang Zheng's eyes widened into a pair of cross-cock eyes, which met the two small mung bean eyes of the bird.

The yellow-feathered bird's head turned left and right twice, and its fluttering eyelashes attracted its attention. Then it lowered its head and pecked straight at its eyes with its pointed beak.

The black bird's beak suddenly enlarged as its pupils. Zhang Zheng closed his eyes suddenly and waved subconsciously. The yellow-feathered bird was swatted away by a palm, hit the tree trunk, and slid to the ground like a corpse.

Zhang Zheng was startled and quickly held the bird in his hand, "Are you okay?"

She didn't use her spiritual power, but the bird was not seriously injured. It climbed up from her hand, dizzy, with its right wing half-broken, and screamed in pain, making a shrill scream.

This is such a big sin, Zhang Zheng thought to himself.

The other hand touches the little head of the bird, and the vitality energy circulates in the body, and the rich milky white energy slowly penetrates into the bird's body.

After a while, the vitality dissipated, and the bird with a comfortable look flew to a tree with its intact wings, its round body trembled, and it chirped towards her with great energy, extremely unhappy.

Zhang Zheng smiled, and gently rubbed the palm of her hand with her slender fingers, her mind spinning.

She didn't want to owe a favor, let alone watch the person who helped her lose his life.

The morning dew is cool, the grass is green and the flowers are fragrant, refreshing the heart and mind.

Zhang Zheng stood up, patted the grass blades on his clothes with relief, and walked briskly.

The energy of life...

She never showed anything in front of others. She always felt that this would be her biggest trump card and the deepest hidden crisis.

Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.

If she doesn't have the strength to protect a good thing that everyone in the world covets, this good thing will become her talisman.

She didn't know whether the energy of vitality could save Senior Brother Jiang's injury, or whether her move would expose him.

Perhaps in the end, despite all the efforts, the person was unable to be saved, and instead ended up being killed.

The bright brilliance of the early sun was reflected in her dark and bright eyes. She didn't know what would happen in the future, but she knew that if she chose to escape this time, she would turn a blind eye.

Her path of spiritual practice will not be long-term. If her Taoism is damaged, she will not be able to realize Taoism and cultivate immortality, nor will she be able to pursue the path of Qingyun Immortality.

She didn't know what others thought, and they might criticize her for being stupid, extremely stupid, not knowing how to protect herself, and jumping into the fire pit herself.
Chapter completed!