Volume 1 Chapter 132 I can't go on

Wangshan Zhenren's heart is always calm, and his qi and blood no longer have the feeling of surging, but everything that happened in this introductory ceremony will always remain in the depths of his heart.

He didn't even know that he had suddenly told such an incredible story that pointed directly to the heart of the Dao, and even caused his own heart to undergo an astonishing baptism, which was much more painful for him as a narrator than those who listened, because every character in the story seemed to be himself.

The qi and blood were no longer surging, and his mood seemed to be calm, and his disciples were full of praise: "Master, you spoke so well today, so good!"

"I've never heard such a great story!"

"From beginning to end, I was tormented by the master's story!"

"Master, why don't you continue to tell the story, although it has been overtime, but you just talk until late tomorrow night, I think the entire introductory ceremony will listen to your story!"

"Yes, I still want to be tortured, it's so sadistic! But it's so exciting, I can't stop it!"

Everyone's questions quickly focused on the Wangshan Zhenren Club to stop telling this wonderful story, but Wangshan Zhenren shook his head: "I can't make up this story!"

"Fabricated?" one disciple thought it was simply incredible: "How is it possible? How can the story be told so perfectly!"

"Because the characters of the story are each of us cultivators themselves!" Wangshan Zhenren thought of those people who were not affected by his story at all, and felt that his qi and blood were tumbling again: "I want to go out for a while!"

"For what?" the disciples couldn't understand Wangshan Zhenren: "Master, don't you take a good rest?"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wangshan Zhenren had already put on a set of ordinary Shenxiao sect disciples' regular clothes, and then his face also changed into an ordinary foundation building monk, and began to fly in the direction of Chonghua Peak.

Although Chonghua Peak has such a fake infant monk as Chu Nanhua in charge, but for an old qualified infant monk like Wangshan Zhenren, it is simply an unguarded existence, he quietly hid in the dark night, quietly escaped to the vicinity of Chonghua Peak, and eavesdropped on the originally insignificant voices of Chonghua Peak.

There was already the voice of Dao Xingzi preaching behind him, this was the second-ranked Yuanying Great Monk of the entire Shenxiao Sect, who originally rarely preached publicly, often just giving a simple speech, but today for the sake of the trouble caused by Wangshan Zhenren, he had to tell the monks present about his thousand-year-old experience of cultivation.

"Apprentice, Wangshan Zhenren has finished speaking?" He heard Shen Yaqin's voice, and the new disciple of Chonghua Peak was also very surprised and said: "Master, it's over, I didn't expect Wangshan Zhenren to speak so quickly!"

"Fortunately, it's finally over!" Shen Yaqin returned to reality from the sea of spirit plants, and she saw that the moon had risen: "It's getting dark so soon? It's getting dark so fast today!"

Liu Suiyun asked: "By the way, Shi Niang, what did Wangshan Zhenren say, Shi Niang, you spoke so wonderfully, I just felt that Wangshan Zhenren's voice was echoing in my ears, but I didn't have time to pay attention to what he was talking about?"

Shen Yaqin also replied: "I don't know what Lu Dao is talking about, I'm so busy with your progress that I don't have the heart to listen to the noise that comes to my ears from Wangshan Zhenren!

When Wangshan Zhenren secretly heard this sentence, he almost had a feeling of vomiting blood, he had spent many years of hard work to talk about the avenue that was rare once, and it was so worthless in Shen Yaqin's mouth, this was his Xiangxian Dao, how could it be described with such low-style terms as "yellow jokes" and "fishy jokes".

Liu Suiyun also replied: "That's because the master said too wonderfully, the way of spiritual planting you talked about made me fascinated, and I couldn't be distracted at all, Master Niang, Wangshan Zhenren's sermon has been completed, but the disciple ......."

Liu Suiyun lowered his head and said respectfully: "The disciple now knows that Lingzhi is such a mysterious thing, I implore the master to give the disciple another guidance!"

After Shen Yaqin heard this, she was very proud in her heart, what could be more valuable than the affirmation of her disciples, Liu Suiyun's words made her feel like she had taken a sip of the best spiritual tea that only the Tang Dynasty of Middle Earth had: "Now it is the Dao Xingzi real person preaching, he is the second ranked Yuanying Great Monk in this sect, the last time he preached in public, it was thirty years ago, don't you want to listen to it?"

"It's boring!" Liu Suiyun replied, "The disciple just wants to listen to the master's lecture on the science of spiritual planting!"

Speaking of which, Shen Yaqin is also obsessed with this kind of teaching, she is proficient in naturalism, so she doesn't know how much knowledge about spiritual plants in her heart, but she is not specialized in this, and her efforts to grow tea on Tianwu Peak have also ended in complete failure, so she can only seal all this vast sea of knowledge.

And now there is finally someone who can quietly listen to his wisdom and constantly interact, sometimes Liu Suiyun can also enlighten himself from time to time, let himself integrate these sealed knowledge, review the old and learn the new, her spiritual plant theory level has made a qualitative leap, but the most pleasant thing for Shen Yaqin is Liu Suiyun's amazing progress.

She never thought that her little apprentice had such an amazing potential on the spirit plant, especially on the cultivation of tea and vegetables, he was like a sponge frantically absorbing all the knowledge about the spirit plant, Shen Yaqin could see Liu Suiyun's continuous progress every moment, and sometimes even surprised her own master.

"If the Taoist real person hears this comment, I'm afraid he will be very sad!"

"It's boring!" Liu Suiyun still commented: "The disciple only feels that his thinking has never been so agile, his state has never been so good, and he has never been so eager for the guidance of his master, he just wants to learn more!"

"Okay!" Shen Yaqin also ignored Dao Xingzi's preaching: "Let's start......"

Wangshan Zhenren finally found a little balance, although he didn't listen to a word of the master and apprentice of the Great Dao, but Dao Xingzi also got a "boring" comment, so he and Dao Xingzi were tied.

He continued to listen to Shen Yaqin's one-on-one teaching with Liu Suiyun, he didn't know much about the spirit planting technique, but he also had a thousand years of longevity, even if he had never eaten pork, he had eaten pork, and soon listened happily to the interaction between the two people.

It is not a one-way teaching, but the interaction between the two sides, Shen Yaqin is a good teacher, Liu Suiyun is also a good student, and even the real person of Wangshan on the side listened very happily: "I see...... I see......"

Liu Suiyun and Shen Yaqin had forgotten the time, they were intoxicated by the sea of spiritual plants, it was impossible to be distracted, at this moment, even the most wonderful sermon was just the comment of those four words in Liu Suiyun's mouth.

"It seems that Chu Nanhua has accepted a good apprentice! But the sermon I preached will be more exciting, and it will be more sadistic, so that you have to beg me to continue. ”

Wangshan Zhenren felt that he was relaxed, it turned out that he couldn't tell the story he told today, but at this moment, he had a new idea.

After returning to the high platform where Happy Horse Peak was located, he confessed to one of his favorite disciples: "Make a copy of the Taoist books about spiritual plants collected in our peak, especially the Taoist books on growing vegetables and tea, and send them to the niece of Shen Yaqin Master of Chonghua Peak!"

And now that Dao Xingzi's preaching has arrived, if it was in previous years, maybe his wonderful narration would have caused waves of frenzy in the audience, but now the applause is only scattered, and it can't form a momentum at all, and Dao Xingzi is already a little anxious: "I haven't preached in such a public place for thirty years, why don't you even cheer, is it that Wangshan's sermon is too exciting, or is Lao Dao's preaching too ordinary?"

He would never admit that it was because Wangshan spoke too wonderfully, so he immediately told a lot of real dry goods, as an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, there are too many wonderful things in the life of Dao Xingzi, and these wonderful condensed finally caused a little noise and applause, but it made the monks who preached behind them all numb.

This Wangshan, he preached such a wonderful sermon today, so sadistic, abused one monk after another to death, he still couldn't stop, and even such a wonderful sermon by a real person couldn't attract cheers from the audience, wouldn't he be mixed with the sermon behind him?

Sure enough, the next preaching of Yuanying Zhenren can still get through the danger, they have lived long enough, and there are many dry goods, as long as they are willing to spend the capital, they can always pass the test in confusion, and the monks who listened to the lecture felt that it was too worthwhile to participate in the entrance ceremony of the Shenxiao Sect this time, just hearing so many real dry goods, it was enough to return to the basics.

However, the first Jindan monk to appear learned from Li Wanjian and Li Zhang's way, talking about small freshness, talking about the miracle of love and justice, and talking about the minnow effect, but it was unanimously rebounded by the monks who had just been abused and abused by Wangshan Zhenren, and almost the whole audience was applauding.

"It's over...... It's over! This damn Wangshan, how are we going to preach in the future!"

It turns out that this kind of inspirational joke is the most able to deceive people, and the little friars who have heard the joke are as if they have taken an expired aphrodisiac, and they all have a vitality bomb, but at this moment, they are announcing the fall of the fake baby monk with wave after wave of inverted colors, and almost knock him off the stage.

At the end of the day, the fake infant monk could only give up the idea of using a small fresh joke to fool around, and instead talk about dry goods, and even said some skills that were difficult for disciples to learn with great effort, so that they were barely overturned.

It's just that in this way, the more the monks behind are trembling, and even the Jindan monks who are ranked first in the entire Shenxiao are almost coaxed out of power, aren't these weaker Jindan monks more involved, and they can't simply fool around, they can only tell the goods at the bottom of the box.

The night passed like this, and when she saw that the sky was about to dawn, Shen Yaqin finally told Liu Suiyun, who was still excited, to pause: "Stop, it's time to listen to your master's preaching!"