Today I hold the world

People like Yanweixing are very important roles among the lower-level people in various cultivation sects, because those who come to the common world are mostly responsible.

For example, he was in charge of secretly recruiting spiritual root disciples. This was a lucrative job, and he should have been happy, but Zhong Ziyan looked at his face, and the wrinkles between his brows were caused by frowning and self-blame all the year round.

There were only two of them in the main hall of the Supervisory Department. Zhong Ziyan was welcomed to sit at the guest seat, and Yan Weixing cupped his hands and asked tentatively: "I don't know the name of the senior. This place where the mundane aura is thin is not a good place for practice."

Knowing that Zhong Ziyan is not a monk of this sect, his words seemed to be chattering about family matters, and his volume softened a lot.

Zhong Ziyan only responded: "Pin Dao is now wandering with his grandson in the wilderness, passing by the capital of Liang State, and seeing a spiritual formation set up by a cultivator here, so he came to check it out.

As far as I know, this mortal area should not be governed by a sect of cultivation. When did you come to Ziyun Mountain? "

Zhong Ziyan did not directly respond to his identity, the purpose was to make this person mistakenly think that he was a casual cultivator.

Yanweixing showed surprise: "Don't you know that this place was an ordinary country under Ziyun Mountain as early as 50 years ago?"

"Oh? I'm poor and ignorant. Can you tell me about the past century?" Zhong Ziyan frowned, realizing that after his entire sect moved to Huaishan, he had never inquired about the changes here.

Yanwei Xing pondered for a long time, seeing that Zhong Ziyan really didn't seem to know the situation, and a senior called him a "dao friend" politely, it was very face-saving, and he simply said:

"To be honest with seniors, this junior has only been here for 20 years, but he took up this job because it was difficult to improve his cultivation.

Before me, there was another senior who was in charge of receiving and guiding for 30 years. Counting it, I, Ziyun Mountain, took over here for exactly 50 years.

Fifty years ago, this area was ruled by Jiang Guo, a common dynasty. At that time, because the Chilongmen of Fuzhou was here, most of the disciples with spiritual roots were taken in by his family.

I heard that Chilongmen had a great reputation hundreds of years ago, but it is a pity that there have been no wizards in the past 50 years, and the school's strength is low and meager. It was besieged and wiped out by five schools [-] years ago.

Whether this matter is known to the younger generation, I, Ziyun Mountain, was involved in it, and afterward, Liang Guo belonged to Laimen. "

Zhong Ziyan knew all about the five families that besieged Chilongmen back then, led by Liu's Cultivator Clan, joined forces with Xianjumen, Lingxi Sect, Heng'an Sect and Beiyi Cave, and broke Qingling Mountain within a few months.

Yanweixing continued to sigh: "The world is changing, and it has only been 50 years. At that time, the five families who were like brothers were allied, but now there are only three families left. Fortunately, Ziyun Mountain is far away from the place of right and wrong, and I will devote myself to recruiting disciples, otherwise They will also suffer heavy losses when they woo each other."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhong Ziyan inadvertently, seeing that Zhong Ziyan was looking at him with a smile, he suddenly stopped talking in embarrassment.

Zhong Ziyan said: "As far as I know, the Shouqiu land where Ziyun Mountain is located is more chaotic than the land where the Liu family and the Xianju gate live."

Yanwei Xing was in a daze, and smiled awkwardly: "What the senior said is true, it is true."

The hall fell silent for a while, and Yanwei Xing didn't dare to ask Zhong Ziyan why he came to King Liang's City, and just smiled sarcastically.

Zhong Ziyan thought for a while, then stood up, followed by Yanwei Xingxing from the chair, afraid of being rude.

"Presumably the building over there is the Xihua Temple, your school set it up?" Zhong Ziyan looked outside the hall with his hands behind his back.

"That's right, there is a junior named Master Fang who sits in the town. He retreats all year round and rarely travels. If the senior has something important, the junior will ask him to come out?"

Zhong Ziyan was a little surprised, "This is just an ordinary place, how can you work hard to build a foundation and sit in a town?"

Yanwei Xing sighed: "Seniors don't know something. It's a long story. The territory of Liang State is really not a peaceful place. First, the Buddhist power in Yanbo Ancient Temple was wiped out more than a hundred years ago, and then in Qingling Mountain 50 years ago. Now every ten years there are monsters and ghosts that come from nowhere to invade mortals, so the head of the mountain gate sent Senior Brother Ganfang to sit in the town."

"The master of Xihua Temple is also a cultivator?" Zhong Ziyan asked curiously.

"That's not the case. There are rules in the door for anyone who walks in the world. They are not allowed to have spiritual roots. Xihuazi is just a chess piece supported by Senior Brother Qianfang."

Once you step into the door of cultivation, you will probably be different from ordinary people. The reason why Yanweixing was able to say something like a "chess piece" to Zhong Ziyan is because in his heart, monks and ordinary people are not the same kind of people. To master the mundane.

Zhong Ziyan wanted to laugh at this moment, this Yanwei Xing was also a careless person, he dared to say anything without knowing his background and identity.

But thinking about it, if I went to check it, it would not take much effort. Yanwei Xing must have thought of this, so I generously talked about one or two arrangements in his door.

In fact, according to Yanweixing's words and deeds, Zhong Ziyan can understand that a monk with a powerful foundation behind him is indeed different from a casual cultivator without power. If he met a casual cultivator who practiced Qi today, how could the other party be so generous Talk and laugh with yourself.

And the reason why Yanweixing is neither humble nor overbearing based on the cultivation base in the early stage of Qi training is entirely because there is Jindan power Ziyunshan behind it. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. But a casual cultivator, since he is not an elder in the sect, then he has no reason or qualifications to manipulate him.

"Looking at your stagnant cultivation, it must be because the road is blocked and the sky is hard to cross. Have you ever thought about how to go when you leave?"

This question is about how Yanwei Xing plans to die in the future, and whether he has any plans.

Anyone who hears this kind of words will be discouraged, and Yanwei Xing is no exception. He is now ninety years old, although his appearance can still be maintained at 70 years old, his lifespan can no longer withstand the loss, conservative calculations, in another 20 years It will take years to sit down.

"Alas..." President Yanwei sighed, and said bitterly:

"It is precisely because the younger generation has no chance of further advancement that the sect sends the younger generation here to make a living. It is said that life is reincarnated and death is just a new reincarnation, but the younger generation only wants to achieve something in this life. We can only save more property for our descendants.

In vain..."

Fear of death and unwillingness to die are the instincts of most living beings. No matter how sinful and dark this world is, there are always beautiful moments of opposites. Death means returning to nothingness, the eternal slumber of the soul, and 'nothing' .

Yanweixing lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, his brows were furrowed and relaxed, it could be seen that he had been struggling all these years.

Suddenly, a strong spiritual power enveloped his whole body, and Yanweixing stared in shock before he could shout out in time. He was pointed between his eyebrows by Zhong Ziyan, his meridians were traced by a mysterious force, and his whole body seemed to be seen through by the other party.

After a long time, Zhong Ziyan withdrew his spiritual power and smiled slightly: "The poor way can teach you how to improve your cultivation."

The light of hope in Yanwei Xing's eyes was startled, "Senior, are you serious?"

"Of course, but you need to do something for the poor!" Zhong Ziyan looked at the building with the upper half of the Xingyu tiles in the distance outside the hall with his hands behind his back.