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Zhan Changfeng groaned, before she recovered her memory, she would occasionally hear a few legends and anecdotes about seeking the Tao, and Pang Ye, who was doing business with her, once gave her a book of herbs, telling her that only the herbs on it could be found in the depths of the mountain, and each plant was priceless.

Looking at it now, this book is actually a collection of spiritual grass. Several times she went into the mountains, she encountered fierce beasts that were very different from mortal beasts, and she was able to escape death every time without memory and strength.

So before she had any memory, she had already figured out about the cultivation of the Tao. Now I simply asked.

She felt that this illusion was like half of the script in a way, and the other half had to be explored and discovered by herself.

"What are the conditions for joining?"

Pang Ye simply clapped his hands, "I don't know, I'm just a long-term worker, how do I know about the above things, but one thing is obvious, if you want to join, you must be a monk." ”

"And its address?"

"Yo~ This is the fourth question. Pang Ye smiled shrewdly.

Zhan Changfeng, "Nine folds." ”

"Eighty fold!"

"Nine-fold five. ”

"Seven folds!"

"Seven for nine. ”

"No, I said, why are you still rising!" Pang Ye shouted.

"Give you a 20% discount, or I'll ask someone else. ”

"Profiteers. Pang Ye hatefully accepted the previous herbs, and then replied slowly, "Basically, every county-level area has its branch, and you will see it when you go, and you can also buy and sell it if you are not a member." ”

Zhan Changfeng pulled a smile, as if the black crane spread its wings in the empty wilderness at night, "But I didn't believe it. ”

"How do you know to be trustworthy?!"

"Do you really have to believe it?"

Pang Ye had a bitter face, careless, she was deceived, and she originally had the intention of making a fool of her to hit the wall.

Cultivators are rare, not to mention that she is not a cultivator now, and it is reasonable to get a trust, "What is faith?"

"It is said that it is necessary to be recommended by the members inside, or to be recognized by the Yunshui Society. Pang Ye sighed, "There is another way, the monks who have achieved cultivation in the Chuyuan Academy can be directly recommended, you are a mortal, in fact, you can't enter the Yunshui Society at all, the only chance is to find the Chuyuan Academy." ”

Zhan Changfeng nodded, "Where is the First Yuan Academy?"

"Why are you still addicted, I'm the shopkeeper of a shop, I really don't know much about those things, and I can tell you everything. ”

Pang Ye paced back and forth for two steps, "Alas, you are also a kind person, for the sake of our two-year friendship, I will help you once, and the day after tomorrow the owner will send someone to collect the money, the person above is different from me, he is a real monk, I see if I can help you introduce you." ”

"Thank you first. Zhan Chang reciprocated the favor and sold all the herbs to him at a discount.

After leaving the pharmacy and entering the lively street again, she couldn't see the mysterious alley, so she didn't care, and went back to the village first.

"Come, your face. The old man put a steaming bowl of noodle soup on the wooden table, and busily beckoned the others to go.

The bright woman at the table lowered her head and recorded on the brass mirror, "If you don't enter the alley, ask the Yunshui Club and the Chuyuan Academy by yourself from the shopkeeper of the pharmacy." ”

What happens if you enter the alley?

You will meet a monk and directly know the existence of the Chuyuan Academy, but you will not know the existence of the Yunshui Society.

If you don't enter, you miss an opportunity.

But what she sees is the person's attitude, and when she encounters the mystery, she turns a blind eye, is it cautious, or is there no curiosity?

The bright woman reserved her evaluation of this, but she was able to find traces of cultivation from the clues of the past, and took the initiative to ask the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, which is worthy of recognition.

This shows that she chose to cultivate the Tao, not by mistake.

On the day when the owner of the pharmacy sent someone to collect the money, Pang Ye introduced Zhan Changfeng to a horse-faced monk.

The horse-faced monk held the shelf, took out the compass for measuring the bones, raised his chin and said, "Let's see what level your general qualifications are. ”

Zhan Changfeng put his hand up, the compass was shining, and the horse-faced monk nodded in surprise, "At least it is also a top grade, you can cultivate and cultivate, you clean up, come with me tomorrow, and I will take you to the academy." ”

Zhan Changfeng played the role of amnesiac himself, and asked, "I still have a master to support, I can't leave now, can the Taoist tell me the location of the academy." ”

"Only monks can find the way to the academy, it's useless for me to tell you, if you don't follow me now, you won't have a chance, I will have to come here again in three or five years. The horse-faced monk said solemnly, "Chuyuan Academy is the highest institution in the cultivation world, most of the leaders of various sects and sects are from this, it only recruits disciples for three hundred years, you are in a hurry, this year is its enrollment year, with your qualifications, you can enter it completely, if you miss it, it will be a lifetime, you think clearly." ”

Zhan Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and found that he really couldn't act entangled, so he could only replace a few breaths with silence, and then said, "A gentleman's words are difficult to chase, I promised that I would give the master a pension and send him off to the end, and I would not break my promise, I think there is no reason for this." ”

"It's been a long delay. ”

She returned to the village and continued to live her old life, time passing year by year, even though she knew that it was a fantasy, it was quite novel to watch herself grow old.

The intermediate pharmacy was closed, and she never saw Pang Ye and Brother Horseface again.

Twenty years later, Luo lame died.

The illusion is not over yet,

It was so long that she was a little suspicious that she had made the wrong choice, and this might not be a trial at all, but a cage trap.

She left the village to travel around, on the other hand, she also wanted to find the eyes of the formation, and prepared to forcibly break the formation when necessary.

Fortunately, the bright woman indirectly stopped her, "It's easy to be trustworthy for a while, it's difficult to be trustworthy for a lifetime, and it's even more difficult not to regret it after making a choice." ”

After the conclusion, she took out the compass and turned her fingers around the pointer several times in a row, "Next is the third level." ”

Zhan Changfeng, who was separated from her by a mountain, was dizzy, and a voice seemed to be telling her, "Sixty years have passed."

Zhan Changfeng opened his eyes again and found that he had returned to the village, basking in the sun in the courtyard, with little strength in his body, and it took a long time to stand up.

Sixty years have passed, and she has become a dying old man.

A man and a woman were arguing in the house, one said, "The pot can't be opened at home, how can you still be alive if you don't die", and the other said, "Who you scold for not dying, why don't you die".

One of the consciousnesses told her that this was her adopted son and adopted daughter-in-law, and that this adopted son was a little beggar she had saved before.

This illusion is very dutiful, and in the end, I have to grind her, I want to see her feel guilty, and then end herself?

There was still a quarrel over there, and the quarrel turned into a cry, and the woman said, "The fortune teller said that my son can only live for twenty years, and there must be an old man in the family who takes the life of his son and grandchildren, what do you let your son do!"

The man slammed the table, and there was no sound.

Zhan Changfeng did not listen or watch their disputes and sufferings, and after a while, the adopted son took advantage of the middle of the night to carry her into the mountain in silence and ran away in a hurry.

The wolf's voice came from far and near, Zhan Changfeng opened her eyes slightly, she seemed to be really old, and it was difficult to even open her eyes.

The flesh is gnawed, but the consciousness is still there.

She vividly embodied being bitten and killed by wolves, and finally, her "soul" came out of her body.

"How can you not hate?"

Zhan Changfeng looked at the bright woman who came up from the bottom of the mountain, "Hate doesn't help, who are you?"

"Congratulations on passing the admission assessment, I am your guiding sister-in-law. She turned and walked forward, and a glorious paved road appeared under her feet, "Come with me." ”