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Wen Peng looked towards the tall building, where his father Wen Yue was sitting.

Wen Yue had asked him a long time ago whether he wanted to inherit the title of Marquis or become a flying immortal.

At the age of ten, I have become self-aware. The Marquis is certainly attractive, but unfortunately the Immortal is even better.

Wen Yue didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong. The path to immortality was elusive, so who could say for sure.

On the high floor, Zhang Zhichen asked: "Fellow Daoist Wen, why do you need to hand over your son to the Wuling Sect? With the strength of fellow Taoist..."

Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing were both confused.

Wen Yue is at the Great Perfection level of qi training. Although he is not as good as a foundation-building monk, he still has no problem educating his children.

Wen Yue took the opportunity to express his original plan: "Young Daoist Zhang doesn't know something, but I have decided to leave Xiaoling Prefecture to look for opportunities to build a foundation."

"We will set off once our family has settled down. It's not easy to take our wife and children with us."

"Fellow Taoist is leaving too."

The couple looked at each other and immediately understood that Wen Yue's strength had reached the perfection of Qi training and he should indeed go out.

If you stay in Xiaolingzhou, you can only rely on yourself to build the foundation.

As everyone knows, no matter how many monks practice Qi Dzogchen, they may not be able to build a foundation on their own.

Foundation building is a big bottleneck, unless you have Tianlinggen.

Before the golden elixir, Tianlinggen monks had unimpeded access. As long as they practiced step by step, they would have a good chance of forming the golden elixir.

A monk with complex spiritual roots and poor qualifications has to deal with obstacles one step at a time.

For a Five Spiritual Root cultivator, even one Foundation Building Pill may not be enough.

If you continue to stay in Xiaolingzhou, you really won't have any chance to build a foundation.

After hearing Wen Yue's explanation, Zhang Zhichen and his wife stopped asking questions and instead held their hands in congratulations.

Wen Yue not only explained it to Zhang Zhichen and his wife, but also explained it to Chen Dong and the other two people.

After hearing the news, Chen Dong also understood why Wen Yue wanted to send his son to the sect.

In any case, their sect is one of the largest forces in Xiaolingzhou.

As Yuanling Sect shrank, Wuling Sect ushered in a wave of development.

It's just that they are not familiar with Wen Yue and have been offended by their junior brother's recklessness, so they don't exchange much greetings.

Chen Dong bowed quickly: "Senior, don't worry, the sect will definitely take good care of Junior Brother Wen Peng so that you have no worries."

"Senior, please rest assured." Wang Cheng and Liu Chuang also bowed and saluted.

If you have spiritual roots, you are one of your own, not to mention Wen Peng's qualifications are pretty good, and his father who practices Qi Dzogchen as his backer, his future path will definitely be smoother than theirs.

Wen Yue nodded slightly. He originally wanted to let everyone know about it, so he mentioned it on such an occasion.

Selection is still in full swing.

It's just that no child better than Wen Peng Linggen was born.

"What exactly did spiritual roots evolve from?" Tushanjun in Banner thought about this question again.

He checked and found that Wen Yue had no spiritual roots and Song Ran also had no spiritual roots.

But their eldest son has good spiritual roots.

It has also been recorded in classics that the probability of descendants of practitioners being born with spiritual roots is much higher than that of ordinary mortals.

…

Two months later.

"Mom, I've packed enough things."

There were large and small parcels, accompanied by a group of servants, and two bullock carts were waiting at the door.

"I'm going to practice, not to enjoy happiness."

Ten-year-old Wen Peng looked helplessly at his mother, the conductor in the courtyard.

Song Ran had already entered Xiantian, but because of his poor qualifications and not making much progress, he stayed at the early stage of Qi training.

Wen Yue didn't dare to use too many Yin Soul Pills on his family. This thing was both a treasure and a disaster.

It turns out that the second-rate master mentioned that he was born not to attract attention, but if he advanced, he would be noticed sooner or later.

In the early stages of Qi training, it is enough to be able to see the surrounding scenery with your spiritual consciousness and at the same time have the ability to protect yourself.

"Mom is afraid that you won't be used to living here."

Wen Yue also hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Madam, there is really no need for you to bring so many things to Peng'er. The Du Sect has everything for food and clothing. He takes too much, which makes him look different."

"That's fine, stop packing things and get more gold."

"After all, you are the great monk of the worship building. You are not allowed to leave any resources, such as spiritual stones and elixirs, for your son."

"I'll leave everything in Madam's hands. If Peng'er is short in the future, I'll take it from you."

Song Ran looked at Wen Yue and said, "Do you really want to leave?"

Seeing that his parents were about to speak, Wen Peng slipped away.

"Madam, this is the consensus we have reached a long time ago. I must leave Xiaolingzhou."

Song Ran also understood the power of it, and even knew that Wen Yue's time was running out.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought that Wen Yue was leaving.

Chujiu walked in and whispered: "Master, Eunuch Gao is here."

"Eunuch Gao?"

"Go and do your work first." Song Ran quietly wiped away his tears and then walked to the inner room.

"Go to the drawing room."

Chujiu hurriedly ran away to inform Eunuch Gao.

Wen Yue walked to the living room, cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Gao is here."

"Master Hou, you are really embarrassing me."

Gao Quan hurriedly stood up, even saying that he didn't dare. Time has left many traces on this old eunuch's body. He is no longer as high-spirited as before, but he seems to be entering his twilight years.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for taking the time out of your busy schedule..."

"You are Welcome."

Wen Yue interrupted the pleasantries. Back then, they were considered grasshoppers on the same rope. Later, they stopped moving around and still had some friendship.

Gao Quan also stopped making excuses and said quickly: "Your Majesty is dying. He wants to see you."

Wen Yue's face was like a flat lake, he stood up and said: "Leave now?"

"The sooner the better."

"Then let's go. It just so happens that I also want to see Your Majesty again."

I just heard that Emperor Liang was ill two months ago. It's okay that he hasn't been cured today. His condition has worsened to such a low level that he is already in danger of his life.

"On the ninth day of the lunar month, tell the lady that I will come to the palace."

"Don't worry, sir."

After boarding the carriage from the palace, Wen Yue looked outside the curtains.

The sky was gloomy, not like an afternoon at all, but like an evening approaching nightfall.

The carriage ran very fast under Gao Quan's urging.

Not even the little yellow gate dared to block the entrance to the palace, so he walked straight into the palace gate and stopped in front of it.

Wen Yue stepped off the carriage and saw a long flat road in front of him.

This road should be the third time he has set foot on it.

Without thinking any more, Wen Yue walked forward.

Every step seems to become smaller, like looking down from the sky.

Daliang domestic.

Flower Pond City.

"Sir, do you want to work as a receptionist or stay at the hotel?" The waiter quickly wiped the bench and then looked at the person in front of him.

His eyes suddenly widened.

This man has an extraordinary appearance and is extremely handsome.

He looked majestic in black and red attire, carrying a long sword on his back.

With just one glance, the waiter knew that the man in front of him was no showman.

"You are tired from the journey, let's eat first."

"Let's have some signature dishes and a bottle of good wine."

The young man with the sword sitting on the bench put the sword aside very naturally, which immediately attracted the attention of other martial arts people.

"Master, you have all the dishes, please use them slowly."

"Let me ask you something, which country am I in now?" The young man put a piece of broken silver on the table and looked at the waiter.

"Are you from out of town? This is Daliang Huachi County."

"Going forward is Dadu, and going north is Northern Wei."

"Go ahead."

The young man threw the silver to the waiter, and then took out a map with a rough record: "It turns out that we have entered the territory of Xiaolingzhou."

"It's really hard to find a place where birds don't poop."

When the young man was about to put away the map, a man sat opposite him and said, "Brother, is this the map of Daliang in your hand?"

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

"If so, I'm willing to pay a hundred taels to buy it." The man opposite hurriedly spoke, asking for money.

Hearing this, the young man suddenly burst into laughter: "You can't understand my picture."

While speaking, he had already put away the map in his hand.

"Young face, don't be ungrateful. The money we spent on your pictures is enough to give you face."

The young man sighed and waved his hand.

The few people who had been looking for trouble just now sat back down and started eating their food without any fuss.

With this interruption, my mood for eating was much lessened.

When the waiter turned around, the young man sitting there had disappeared.

He suddenly became frightened and ran to the back hall, rolling and crawling, shouting: "The shopkeeper, there is a ghost."

"There are no ghosts in broad daylight."

In the blink of an eye, the young man had already walked out of the county town.

Then he took out the map and injected mana into it, and a scene suddenly emerged.

Find the right direction and disappear.

The speed of escaping light is frightening, and is not something ordinary monks can possess at all.

…

"I heard that the ancestor is retreating to break through the golden elixir?"

"you do not say."

"But I heard from my senior brothers that they did not get an opportunity from Nanyue Mountain, but instead fought with others."

"I know that the head of the Five Spirits Sect has become a living dead."

The disciple guarding the mountain said small things.

Of course they aspire to become disciples of a large sect, but it’s just that no Jindan master has been born in Xiaoling Prefecture for so many years, so this time it is expected to be high.

Moreover, the ancestor still fought with someone and was injured, making it even more difficult to break through.

The two of them sighed in unison.

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of them.

"Who are you?"

The disciple guarding the mountain was on guard against the young man, and the long red sword was about to be unsheathed behind his back.

"Go to someone and report it to your head or elder."

"It's just that someone from Wanfa Sect is here."

"Wanfa Sect?"

One of the disciples guarding the mountain looked suspicious. He had never heard of this sect, but he still gave his companion a wink.

The companions hurriedly ran into the sect.

The young man looked calmly at the continuous mountain peaks in front of him.

This mountain peak is built on a low-grade spiritual vein and has sufficient spiritual energy.

There are also large mountain formations covering several mountain peaks. Although the formations are full of loopholes in his eyes, it can be used just to ensure that no mortals will disturb them.

"Xiaolingzhou is really in decline." The young man couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, several figures turned into rainbows and appeared in front of the mountain gate.

The leader looked nervous. He only glanced at the young man and said, "Xiaolingzhou, Feng Qi, the head of the Yuanling Sect, has met the Shangzong envoy."

"I've seen the envoy of the Sect."

The young man took out the sect token and injected it with mana, which immediately manifested light and gathered into three large characters.

‘Wanfa Sect. ’

"I am Wanfa Sect, law enforcement disciple, Ding Xie." Ding Xie put the token away and looked at the senior officials of Yuanling Sect.

"Shang Zong's high gate, please come in quickly."

Feng Qi hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way.