Chapter 1895

Zhuo Wen's eyes are becoming brighter and brighter, as bright as the stars. Before asking this question, Zhuo Wen is still in a worried mood. After all, this is related to the key to curing mu chenxue.

Zhuo Wen was extremely disappointed when Taiqing said that there was no thing to reconcile the yin-yang balance of the soul in the Chinese heaven, but this disappointment turned into hope when Taiqing said that there was sun moon grass in the dangerous place of the great Brahma heaven.

"Da Vatican heaven..."

Zhuo Wen clenched his hands and made up his mind that if he had a chance, he would go to the dangerous place of the great Brahma heaven.

Taiqing continued: "Zhuo Wen, being a teacher pursues Taoism and nature. Everything goes its own way. You will never force anyone. If you feel wrong, the crystallization of Taoism can be returned to the teacher, and you are still a disciple of the teacher..."

Zhuo Wen waved his hand and said respectfully, "the master has done enough for me, and the disciples should do something to repay the master. Since the disciples have only half a year, the disciples will absorb the crystallization of this meaning and bloom the power of the ninth meaning after half a year."

"However, I hope the master can open the Sutra Pavilion in Taiqing fairyland to the disciples within half a year. I hope to really understand the world before I die, so that I can die without regret."

Taiqing smiled at the corners of his mouth, waved his sleeve robe, took out a green jade card, handed it to Zhuo Wen and said, "this is the Taiqing fairy order. With this Taiqing fairy order, you can go in and out at will except the forbidden area in Taiqing fairyland, and there is a specific map of Taiqing fairyland mainland in this Taiqing fairy order."

After receiving the green jade card, Zhuo Wen hugged Taiqing and even left the moral hall.

After Zhuo Wen left, Yuqing didn't know when to sweep into the hall. He looked at Taiqing with a frown and said in a deep voice: "Taiqing, you really intend to let Zhuo Wen absorb the crystallization of Tao meaning, which is really..."

Taiqing's eyes were calm and said, "I didn't force Zhuo Wen, but just told him my thoughts. All the decisions are in Zhuo Wen's own hands."

"Even if Zhuo Wen finally regrets, I still regard him as my disciple. After half a year, his vitality completely passes away, I will still place his body."

Yuqing shook his head and said, "well, although it's against morality and morality, it's worth it if you can understand the meaning of the nine fold Tao. At that time, we in the Chinese heaven must not treat those people in Tiankai mainland badly."

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Taiqing fairyland, a peaceful, Zhuo culture as a streamer, shuttling through the continent.

Taiqing Xianling contains a very detailed map. He can see the location of the Sutra Pavilion at a glance.

Soon, Zhuo Wen landed in front of a green valley.

The valley has a huge area. There is a clear and vast lake in the middle of the valley, and wooden attics are inlaid around the valley. The architectural style of these attics is magnificent and shocking.

All the buildings in the valley are combined into a huge Sutra Pavilion, which has a very rich collection of books. It can be said that it knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, and almost contains most of the classics of the whole Chinese heaven.

Zhuo Wen fell at the entrance of the valley and found that the valley entrance was inlaid with two huge black iron faucets. In the big mouth of the faucet, he vomited two waterfalls of water.

There are not many people at the mouth of the valley, and he also found that most of the monks who enter the Sutra pavilion have their accomplishments in the realm of God, and many of them are invisible to Zhuo Wen. Obviously, their accomplishments are much stronger than him.

"If I want to take away the baby bite, I must exercise my divine consciousness to be strong. Only in this way can I completely suppress the baby Bite's divine consciousness."

Zhuo Wen said silently in his heart that his vitality is still passing. Half a year is his limit. After half a year, he will die.

It is because of this that Zhuo Wen will not hesitate to promise Taiqing to absorb the crystallization of Tao meaning. How can the dying people worry about unconsciousness.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also wants to pay back the favor owed to Taiqing.

When he is completely reborn in the larva bite, his relationship with Taiqing will be completely cleared, and neither of them owes anyone.

Now he still has half a year. He can use this half a year to make efforts to prepare. When he is reborn, he can win and lose successfully.

The friars who entered gukou naturally saw Zhuo Wen, but most people didn't care. After all, Zhuo Wen's breath was just the beginning of God. It can be said that it existed in the middle and lower levels in Taiqing fairyland, and it didn't deserve other people's attention at all.

"Younger martial sister Lianmeng, do you think the Taiqing Venerable Master has really accepted an apprentice? Is it impossible? The Taiqing Venerable Master has accepted only one of your disciples for so many years, and now he has made an exception to accept the second one?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind, and Zhuo Wen's heart moved. He didn't have to turn his head to know that the younger martial sister Lianmeng in this voice should be the girl Lianmeng in green dress in the moral hall.

However, Zhuo Wen doesn't want to have too much contact with Lianmeng. He has only been in Taiqing fairyland for half a year. He doesn't involve too many people and things here.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen raised his feet and walked towards gukou.

"Eh? It's him. He's the new disciple of the master. I remember his name is Zhuo Wen. Elder martial sister Jinghai, stop him!"

Not long after the gentle voice fell, the crisp voice of Lianmeng came, and there was a sudden in its voice.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly gloomy. As if he hadn't heard it, he continued to walk towards gukou. Unfortunately, a beautiful shadow stopped in front of him like a ghost.

The woman who appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was about twenty-five or six years old. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her lips were painted red, her goose egg like face, her thin and plump body, coupled with the pink clothes swinging with the wind, gave people a quiet and elegant temperament.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, looked at the woman in front of him, and immediately said, "what's the matter with you, elder martial sister? Why did you stop on the way down?"

At the same time, the pity dream behind him came to the gentle woman with two young men and looked up and down at Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen, I called you just now. Why don't you stop?" Lianmeng said with some dissatisfaction.

The gentle woman looked up and down at Zhuo Wen with beautiful eyes, but she didn't find anything strange about Zhuo Wen. Instead, she found that Zhuo Wen was haunted with death. Like Lianmeng, she saw that Zhuo Wen might not live long.

She was very surprised, not to mention that Zhuo Wen's cultivation was so low. This son alone was haunted with such a strong sense of death. He was already a dying man. How could the Taiqing venerable take such a man as a disciple?

The gentle woman couldn't understand the idea of the Taiqing venerable.

Zhuo Wen bowed his hand to Lianmeng and said, "I've seen elder martial sister. Younger martial brother was thinking about things just now, so I didn't hear her voice. Please don't be surprised."

Seeing Zhuo Wen's good attitude and Lianmeng's face relaxed, she smiled and said, "do you also want to enter the Sutra pavilion? However, I tell you, entering the Sutra Pavilion must have a Taiqing fairy order. You have just entered Taiqing fairyland, and the master should not have given you a Taiqing fairy order yet?"

"How about you follow me later, elder martial sister and take you into the Sutra pavilion?" Lianmeng patted his chest and said.

Seeing that Lianmeng was so enthusiastic, Zhuo Wen couldn't refuse. He nodded slightly and didn't talk much.

"She is elder martial sister Jinghai and the disciple of the leader of jiuxiao hall in Taiqing fairyland. Her accomplishments are much better than mine." Lianmeng smiled with the gentle woman around her.

Zhuo Wen's eyelids trembled slightly. Taiqing of jiuxiao hall told him that in the mainland of Taiqing fairyland, there are also divisions of their respective forces, and these forces are represented by the hall, of which the moral hall is the residence of Taiqing and the first of all the halls.

The jiuxiao hall is only under the moral hall. There are many disciples in it. It is said that the cultivation of the hall master jiuxiao is even more profound and powerful.

Zhuo Wen bowed his hand to Jinghai and didn't show enough enthusiasm.

Zhuo Wen's attitude makes Jinghai's Liu Mei frown involuntarily. Her beauty is definitely one of the best in Taiqing fairyland. Compared with Lianmeng, it should be between Bozhong and Taiqing fairyland, which is very famous in Taiqing fairyland.

Jinghai's cultivation is obviously much better. He doesn't care too much about Zhuo Wen's attitude, but the two young men who follow Lianmeng are a little upset.

These two young men are also disciples of jiuxiao hall, but their status in jiuxiao hall is much lower than Jinghai. This time they came out with Jinghai.

Jinghai is not only strong in cultivation, but also gentle and pleasant, but the object they have admired for a long time. Now Zhuo Wen's indifferent attitude naturally makes them quite unhappy.

"Elder martial sister Lianmeng, how does the Taiqing venerable exist? You are a natural immortal and have great talent. It's reasonable to be accepted as a disciple by the Taiqing venerable. But this person is only the cultivation of the gods in the early stage, and he looks very ordinary. How can the Taiqing venerable accept such a disciple?"

"Did some people use shady means to let the Taiqing venerable choose him?" a man with a sewer nose sneered.

"Yang Tong is right. What kind of person is the Taiqing venerable? How can he accept a waste? Moreover, he is still a dying man. It is waste plus dead. Accepting such a person is humiliating the reputation of the moral hall." another round faced man answered impolitely.

Zhuo Wen looked at the two young men indifferently. Both of them had good accomplishments. The round faced man was probably in the middle of the God, while the cloacal nose man was in the later stage of the God.

The two people sing and make peace, and the words they say are extremely ugly.

"Yang Tong, Bi Shuang, you two are enough!" Jinghai opened her mouth gloomily and stopped.

No matter how bad Zhuo Wen is, after all, he is a disciple of Taiqing. He can't turn the people in their jiuxiao hall to chew his tongue.

Yang Tong and Bi Shuang's faces were slightly sluggish, but they were submissive and stopped talking. It was obvious that they were quite convinced of the quiet sea.

"Younger martial brother Zhuo, Yang Tong and Bi Shuang are unintentional. I hope you don't mind." Jinghai looked at Zhuo Wen meticulously.

Zhuo Wen nodded slightly and immediately looked at Lianmeng and said, "elder martial sister, now you can take me into the Sutra Pavilion. I really don't like these two flies. Can we just go in?"

Yang Tong and Bi Shuang looked at Zhuo Wen coldly as their faces changed.