The news of this kid spread quickly among the Three Palaces and Six Gates, especially among the cultivators who were fortunate enough to participate in the Three Gates' grand events. When they talked about this matter, they were eloquent and their saliva made others doubt their lives.
The instigator Yang Zhen stayed in Qinglian Gate for three days, and Zhou Tong did not leave either.
Originally Zhou Tong should have left, as the fake Taoist priest did not welcome him to live in Qinglian Gate. However, Zhou Tong was thick-skinned and stayed there shamelessly, and the fake Taoist priest could do nothing about him.
Not only that, the ghost grandma actually stayed there as well, bringing along a group of Tiansheng Sect's disciples, all of whom lived in the Qinglian Sect's back mountain villa.
"Boy, how many blue lotuses have you comprehended?" Zhou Tong asked Yang Zhen for the thirty-seventh time, in a serious tone.
Yang Zhen glanced at Zhou Tong and said, "Nine!"
"Do you think I will believe you?" Zhou Tong snorted coldly, and said to Yang Zhen with a sidelong glance: "You kid never speaks a word of truth. Now it's just you and me. Tell me the truth. How many flowers do you have?"
Yang Zhen did not answer Zhou Tong's question, but suddenly asked: "Do you want the Twelve Green Lotuses?"
"Of course I did." Zhou Tong answered without thinking, and then asked suspiciously, "Are you so kind?"
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't disturb me watering the flowers."
During these five days, Yang Zhen watered every flower in the villa. Anyway, the water condensation technique was easy for him to use and it also helped him improve his proficiency in the Ksitigarbha technique. Yang Zhen enjoyed it.
Zhou Tong looked around and whispered, "Boy, the Twelve Green Lotuses is the supreme skill of the Green Lotus Sect. Tell me, what do you want?"
Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong, pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't thought of what I want yet, and... do you have any martial arts skills that you can show off?"
Zhou Tong glared and said, "Don't look down on me, kid. I have been traveling the world for so many years. What kind of skills and martial arts have I not seen?"
"Then take out two and show them to me so I can choose one?" Yang Zhen looked at Zhou Tong expectantly.
Zhou Tong shook his head like a rattle, curled his lips and said, "Boy, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have good understanding? How could I fall for your trick?"
Yang Zhen was stunned, staring at him with innocent eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"
Zhou Tong pouted and said, "Your talent is the highest I have ever seen in my life. Should I pick one for you? I am afraid that you have already understood it as soon as I took it out. Can you just look at this thing casually?"
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense. Forget it. I'll give you the Twelve Green Lotuses when I think of what I want."
Zhou Tong asked curiously, "How many flowers have you comprehended?"
Yang Zhen grinned, his face full of honesty, and replied, "Thirteen!"
"fart!"
Zhou Tong glared and said unhappily, "You have to be able to lie with some accuracy. Thirteen flowers, why didn't you say fifteen?"
Twelve green lotuses were already the limit; no one could cultivate thirteen.
Yang Zhen sighed, spread his hands, and said, "Look, you don't believe me when I tell a lie, and you don't believe me when I tell the truth. It's so hard for me."
Zhou Tong snorted twice, knowing that he couldn't get the truth out of him, and the 38th questioning ended in failure.
At this time, a pretty figure came over. Lin Miaoyi and her two sisters came to the gate of Yang Zhen's courtyard, smiled at Yang Zhen, and said, "Young Master Yang, do you have time?"
Yang Zhen wiped the water off his hands and asked, "What does Sister Lin want to talk to me about?"
Zhou Tong squatted on the ground without any awareness of a strong man. He pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between the two people.
In the past five days, Lin Miaoyi has gotten used to being called Sister Lin. Hearing this, she chuckled and said, "Master asked Miaoyi to invite Young Master Yang to the main hall for a chat."
Yang Zhen was stunned, turned around to look at Zhou Tong, and asked, "Did you say what it was?"
Zhou Tong jumped up, snorted coldly, and said, "If I don't go, what good can that old man, the leader of the Qinglian Sect, do?"
Lin Miaoyi looked at Zhou Tong with a faint smile on her face.
Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "You are a soft-hearted person who eats from others, and you are a person who owes you money. You old man took so many herbs from others, what's wrong with going to see the sect leader?"
Zhou Tong pursed his lips and said, "Boy, you must be firm in your stance. This is a conspiracy. It must be a conspiracy."
Yang Zhen, who was not sure about the conspiracy, didn't know that the imperial road was about to open. Now the people from the three mountains were in the Qinglian Sect. Could the leader of the Qinglian Sect still force them to stay? Zhou Tong looked reluctant, but Yang Zhen didn't feel anything. He followed Lin Miaoyi and walked towards the main hall of the Qinglian Sect.
The Qinglian Sect is very vast, with an endless stretch of mountains, which is almost all the Qinglian Sect's territory. Yang Zhen's so-called villa in the back mountain is separated from the Lotus Mountain by several mountains. One can imagine how comfortable the lives of the Qinglian Sect's disciples are.
Along the way, Lin Miaoyi hesitated to speak, which made Yang Zhen stunned. He asked, "Sister Lin, do you have anything to say?"
Lin Miaoyi hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Zhen and asked, "Of the twelve green lotuses, has Young Master Yang really comprehended nine?"
Zhou Tong's ears suddenly pricked up.
Yang Zhen asked in confusion: "Why are you so curious about this question?"
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Lin Miaoyi smiled and said, "There is a place in the Qinglian Sect. Only those who have comprehended ten of the twelve Qinglians can enter it, so..."
"Is there anything else?"
Yang Zhen and Zhou Tong asked in unison.
Lin Miaoyi nodded and said, "Although I don't know why the Sect Master wants to see you, I can vaguely guess that it may be related to this place."
Yang Zhen exclaimed, "But I only comprehended nine."
Zhou Tong curled his lips and muttered, "Who would believe that? Look at the smug expression on your face, you bastard. You've got another good fortune to take."
Lin Miaoyi seemed not to have heard Zhou Tong's words. She looked ahead and said slowly, "Maybe the Sect Master has a way to help you advance one level."
Is this possible?
Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened.
If one more flower is upgraded, wouldn’t that be fourteen flowers in total?
But what exactly is that place? One needs ten green lotuses to enter it.
"Is there no one in your Qinglian Sect who has comprehended ten flowers?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
Lin Miaoyi smiled bitterly and said, "The Twelve Azure Lotuses are extremely mysterious. Even the Sect Master tried to forcefully condense ten of them, but he failed. Instead, he was injured and it took him a whole year to recover."
Yang Zhen became more and more curious about this place that only ten green lotuses could enter.
When we approached the main hall, many people were already waiting outside.
What surprised Yang Zhen was that people from Tiansheng Sect were also among them, especially Cheng Guipo and Weng Yongli, who were standing at the entrance of the hall, and it was obvious that they had a special status.
From this, it seems that at least the relationship between Tianshengmen, Tianjuemen and Qinglianmen, three of the three palaces and six gates, is better than Yang Zhen imagined.
What made Yang Zhen feel a little strange was that the Qinglian Sect was willing to give out the Twelve Green Lotuses, and even tried to help Yang Zhen comprehend another one. They even had a vague plan to let Yang Zhen enter the holy land of the Qinglian Sect.
Isn't the Qinglian Sect a little too hospitable? (End of this chapter)