04

Su Miao felt strange, but still asked, "Haven't you seen it before?"

When she first ran to Qiwudi, it was the two of them who assisted her.

If we were to say who knows the process best, it would be these two.

Su Miao cast a probing look at the two of them. Lin Yu began to get excited and spoke incoherently: "Ahahahaha... Senior Sister, what are you saying? It's been two hundred years, who can remember it clearly..."

Shen Luofeng raised his hand and pulled her behind him, just like a little chicken: "If you don't know how to speak, don't speak!"

He said, "We only met once, and we don't know what happened afterwards. It's just a phoenix egg, lost, lost, and the Qiwu people don't have the face to look for us."

When Su Miao took it out from Qiwudi, he negotiated conditions with Qiwudi, and they knew about it.

Lin Yu nodded repeatedly, as if there was nothing else she could do except nod.

Su Miao remembered this incident and did not blame Chen Luofeng for his nonchalant tone. He simply said, "The agreed date is approaching, and it's time for someone from Qiwudi to come."

Before she finished, Lin Yu actively continued, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. We can just fool them like we did in previous years. They're trying to take advantage of us, but we want their territory!"

Nowadays, the world of cultivating immortals is declining, and even the number of cultivators has decreased a lot. The Wuwang Sect has an ancient secret realm and can still be self-sufficient, but other sects may not be able to do so.

Over the years, they have been fighting fiercely with other sects, all for the sake of those few cultivation resources.

If it weren't for the Wuwang Sect's strength, they would have been devoured long ago, let alone becoming the number one sect in public.

Thinking of this, a trace of disgust flashed through Lin Yu's heart. It was towards this unfair rule, and even more so towards this ugly world.

She cursed fiercely, "What Fire Phoenix? In the end, they're nothing but running dogs who grieve over the loss of their loved ones. It's only been a few years, and they're already thinking about breaking away from the Demon Clan! What a bunch of idiots!"

Chen Luofeng stood on the other side of Su Miao with his arms folded, and rarely agreed that he did not stop Lin Yu.

No matter how many years pass, at least when the hero arrives, no matter whether it is the human race or the demon race, or the monks and the races that have retired for many years, all things cannot escape the fate of death.

Su Miaowei frowned and reminded Lin Yu: "Don't tell anyone else about this."

The world of immortal cultivation isn't entirely peaceful these days, but fortunately, the Wuwang Sect, with its various sect rules, maintains control. The turbulence of earlier years was relatively stable, but unfortunately, like the seemingly calm surface of water, the darkness, intrigue, and changes beneath the surface can only be revealed by diving deeper.

Prophecy is absurd. The only worry is that some people will believe it. When death becomes a certainty, life becomes a countdown, not a means of living. Under such oppression, civilization may cease to exist.

Chen and Lin understood the importance of this and nodded. Suddenly, a faint light shone from Lin Yu's waist, and a communication talisman flew out of the storage bag, with a gentle voice saying, "Master, dinner is ready, please return quickly."

If we evaluate the three of their direct disciples based on various aspects, Fu Chen, who was under Jianfeng Su Miao, should be the most calm and collected. So much so that when the news of his possession by the devil came out a year ago, most people in the sect did not believe it.

Some people can tell good from bad at a glance, like Fu Chen. Although he rarely interacted with other disciples, they still saw each other during sect missions and classes.

For such a good-looking junior brother with a rather arrogant and simple personality, and also a disciple of the Immortal Lord Beihan, they are more favorable to Fu Chen.

The Wuwang Sect prioritized rapport when recruiting disciples, and only considered talent and aptitude in their personal disciples. At least Su Miao and the other two had gained admission based on their talent.

Although Fu Chen possessed half-demon beast blood, his Daoist heart was not weak. While his progress wasn't rapid, his cultivation speed surpassed that of ordinary disciples. The Wuwang Sect's disciples feared and revered the Northern Cold Immortal Venerable the most.

To them, the Northern Cold Immortal Venerable Su Miao was either a god or a near god. They all said that they entered the sect because of Su Miao, but in fact they did not dare to even look at Su Miao.

The disciples had no complaints about Fu Chen's acceptance into Su Miao's fold; they even showed sympathy. They had witnessed Fu Chen's cultivation methods before, and their only feeling was gratitude for their own timidity in not rushing to become the Northern Cold Immortal's disciple.

That inhuman way of training, meditating at sunrise and sunset, reciting mental techniques while practicing sword skills... they couldn't do any of it.

It's not that they don't work hard, it's just too difficult! Although cultivators are physically stronger than ordinary people, they are still human after all. They will feel tired and may collapse due to the excessive intensity of cultivation. However, they never give up, because embarking on spiritual cultivation is their own choice.

Su Miao did not agree with Fu Chen's almost self-abuse training method.

All Wuwang Sect disciples, whether direct disciples or ordinary disciples, study and live together.

Among the three disciples, only Lin Yu's direct disciple Su Rong lived on the mountain, and the other two disciples lived together at the foot of the mountain.

As for the cultivation of its disciples, Wuwang Sect has always maintained a laissez-faire approach. As long as they do not commit any extreme acts such as betraying their teacher or ancestors, once they join Wuwang Sect, they can remain disciples here.

Protecting one's own people is another tradition of the Wuwang Sect. Therefore, the three direct disciples have different personalities, but their only commonality is their steadiness.

Although Fu Chen has a bad temper, he is at least the person in charge who assists Su Miao in managing all the affairs of Jianfeng.

Among the three, the one with the lowest presence should be Shen Luofeng's direct disciple, Xu Chi.

This person entered the sect early. He was accepted as a disciple by Shen Luofeng when he was 100 years old. He is a well-deserved eldest senior brother.

But this person often went on missions and gained experience outside, only returning once or twice for sect competitions and trials. Even Shen Luofeng described his disciple as a lone goose, who didn't like staying in the sect and preferred to venture out.

When the time comes, they rush back like geese returning south, stay for a few days, and then leave in a hurry again.

Hearing his disciple's voice, Lin Yu opened the talisman and replied, "Good disciple, your master will be back soon! And your two uncles as well."

Su Rong lived on Danfeng Mountain, so the master and disciple always had meals together to avoid further trouble.

Chen Luofeng's expression changed slightly. He didn't mind going to Danfeng. Looking at Su Miao, he suddenly asked, "Senior Sister, is the secret realm opening time still the same as before?"

The Wuwang Sect possesses a marvelous secret realm, accessible only to its disciples. Legend has it it was once gifted by a deity, but with the deity's whereabouts now unknown, the Wuwang Sect has kept this secret a secret.

Therefore, cultivators rarely talk about the world of immortal cultivation, but rather the upper world or the spiritual world.

This secret realm is called the Self-Selected Secret Realm. A year ago, Su Miao brought a group of disciples in for trial, and some accidents happened afterwards... Chen Luofeng didn't want to mention this matter, but when he thought of his disciples, he had to ask.

Lin Yu's eyes rolled as he guessed, "Could it be that Senior Brother hasn't told Gu Yan the latest news yet?"

Her expression was exaggerated, her mouth wide open, her watery and lively eyes fixed on Shen Luofeng, while she chuckled softly with her hands covering her mouth. She looked extremely mischievous, not like some immortal master of a peak, but like a young girl in the mortal world, beautiful and lively.

Chen Luofeng: “…”

This matter was indeed a case of his inconsideration. He was so busy "encircling and suppressing" his nephew Fu Chen that he even forgot about his own disciples.

Su Miao lowered her eyes, unconcerned with the joke between the two. She recalled an incident from her past life: the self-selected secret realm was a place where disciples could train their physique and mind, a secret realm they had to participate in.

In her previous life, because of Fu Chen's suicide, her inner demons grew deeper, and in order to protect her heart of Taoism, she did something very unkind.

She sneaked in alone before the secret realm opened. The secret realm identifies people by their breath. As for Su Miao, the secret realm did not refuse her entry.

Then she used the unique terrain and distribution of spiritual power in the secret realm to set up a formation herself, separating half of her inner demon from her body and leaving it in the secret realm.

She didn't know what happened next. The inner demon was derived from her heart of Tao. Cutting off half of it was equivalent to recasting her heart of Tao.

She had no choice but to go into seclusion, and it was ten years later that she came out again, which was also the year she died.

Although she didn't know what happened next, Su Miao was very clear that the secret realm could not suppress her inner demons. Although her inner demons protected Wuwang Sect for her, the damage was even greater.

Subconsciously tightening his grip and touching the cold hilt of the sword, Su Miao broke free from the chaos, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps it sensed that its owner was in a bad mood, and the Beihan Sword flew out on its own, startling Lin Yu and Shen Luofeng. Lin Yu even glared at Shen Luofeng secretly.

Su Miao said slowly: "Open it as usual, I'll talk to Master."

After all, the Wuwang Sect had just had an incident where a disciple was possessed by a demon, so Bian Wu wanted to take it slow, especially since the secret realm was connected to Su Miao.

It’s strange to say, it is clearly a secret place, but it recognizes its master like a magic weapon.

Only the senior sister could change the master's decision, so Chen Lin and the others nodded without objection.

The sound transmission talisman flashed again, and Lin Yu hurriedly said, "We'll talk about this later. Let's go eat first!"

Once a cultivator reaches the Foundation Establishment Stage, he will practice fasting, but the Wuwang Sect does not have such a tradition; it all depends on personal choice.

Su Miao put away his sword and walked towards the crabapple tree, saying, "You go ahead, I'll talk to him."

Almost as soon as the words fell, Lin Yu and Shen Luofeng left one after the other. Even when they were riding their mounts, they kept arguing.

Lin Yu pushed away Chen Luofeng's white crane: "Brother! That's my mountain!"

"Oh." Chen Luofeng said lightly, and commanded the white crane to crash into Lin Yu's mount, which was a bit of a bad way of giving someone a taste of his own medicine. He even came at him with such force that he almost knocked Lin Yu away.

Lin Yu's mount is a half-green and half-blue turtle, which can be considered a branch of Xuanwu from its ancestral origin.

However, a blood mutation occurred, and it can not only swim in the water and walk on land like its ancestors, but also fly into the sky.

Being able to knock such a heavy mount almost off the ground, Chen Luofeng obviously had some personal emotions involved.

Lin Yu knew what was going on and shouted, "It was just a lone goose! You call me that yourself, and you don't allow others to call me that..."

Although I support disciples not to practice fasting, most of them still choose to practice fasting.

Fasting is beneficial to seclusion and has no harm. Therefore, Lin Yu was very angry about Chen Luofeng causing trouble for him, and the two of them kept arguing until they disappeared.

But their voices could still be heard from deep within the clouds. Su Miao paused. She hadn't experienced such a lively atmosphere in ten years, and the next ten years would definitely not be the same as before!

She stopped in front of the crabapple tree and looked up at the ghost clinging to the tree.

In fact, in her opinion, it was more like Fu Chen was floating above. This was what it was like to become a ghost after death. You couldn't touch anything, you couldn't touch anything, especially when Fu Chen's death was so fresh.

A hint of a smile flashed across his black and white eyes, so quickly that it was almost impossible to catch. Su Miao lowered his voice: "Have you figured it out? I can help you achieve Nirvana."

She knew very well what Fu Chen was planning. It was nothing more than a way to escape. Putting aside other things, at least she could guess the matter of Nirvana.

Fu Chen was still thinking about the conversation between Su Miao and Shi Fang, as well as the almost warning words from his two uncles (mainly Lin Yu). When he heard Su Miao's voice, he immediately turned over and turned his back to Su Miao.

The voice was dull: "I don't want it!"