"Yu Xiao has joined the Changyin Palace! Her cultivation base is to recruit others!"
All the monks who came to participate in the baby-making ceremony heard this sentence. Not only the disciples of the Changqing Sect, but also monks from various sects who came from afar.
All the monks had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Master Jingshui's face revealed a sullen look: "Lin Xinghai!"
The other peak masters all came over and asked her: "Why was Lin Xinghai's voice in the message just now? Wasn't he expelled from the sect?"
Master Jingshui said angrily: "My little disciple is kind-hearted and didn't take his life!"
She regretted it so much! Why did he accidentally accept such a disciple with poor moral character? You shouldn't ask the little disciple to chase him alone! She should go with her and abolish his cultivation on the spot so that he can no longer be a monster!
No one in the Changqing Gate took this sentence to heart. There is no basis for what a man of low moral character says.
? The only unpleasant thing was the grand ceremony of the baby-birth. Being disturbed by this matter made the festive atmosphere a little bit down.
On the contrary, the heads and disciples of various sects and disciples who came to visit had a strange look on their faces.
Luo Yi came with his sword.
"Sect Leader, Master, Senior Uncles, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters." Luo Yi got off his flying sword, came in front of everyone, and saluted one by one.
Seeing that her face was as usual, Master Jingshui breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, that's right, don't be disturbed by that villain's tricks. Today is your big day, so be happy."
Luo Yi knew that the master had a good heart, so he said, "It's my fault too. Torturing him for too long made him feel resentful. He blew himself up just now. That sentence was released before he blew himself up."
Master Jingshui couldn't help being stunned: "He blew himself up? How did you torture him?"
Luo Yi said: "I put him in the soul refining furnace and let him out for a while every day, so that he yearns for freedom every day, and fears being locked in. The longer the time, the stronger his desire for freedom, and the more fearful he is of being locked in." The more people there are, the crazier they will be.¡±
She spoke lightly, but the people who listened frowned, and an uncle said: "This is not the way we decent monks."
An upright monk pays attention to benevolence and kindness. Lin Xinghai has done something wrong, so it is enough to abolish his cultivation and drive him out of the realm of cultivation. He should not be tortured like this. Therefore, several disapproving eyes looked at Luo Yi.
"Don't give birth to left sex just because of a little suffering." The head also warned.
Luo Yi lowered his eyes and didn't make a sound.
The master frowned, and just as he was about to say something, Master Jingshui stood up and said, "Master, my disciple is still young, and he is only eighty years old this year. It's normal to have things that I can't figure out, and I will take care of them in the future." Teach her."
"Yeah." The master nodded and stopped talking.
When the auspicious time came, the baby-making ceremony was officially held.
The head of the sect took the lead to speak, welcoming all the guests who came from afar, and lamented that it is becoming more and more difficult to cultivate now. There has not been a soaring monk in tens of thousands of years. Now Changqing sect has a disciple with the talent of heaven , I hope all sects will take care of you.
In the end, Luo Yi was called over, and she was bestowed with the Taoist title: "Wuchen."
"You are the hope of Changqing Sect, and also the hope of the entire cultivation world." The head of the sect looked eagerly, "I hope you will keep your sincerity, keep your heart clean, cultivate with one mind, and ascend as soon as possible."
He has high expectations for Luo Yi. For tens of thousands of years, there has never been a person who has ascended in the realm of cultivation. I don't know if the aura has become thinner, or the rules of the world have changed. The monks often stop at the Nascent Soul stage, and only a few can advance to the stage of transforming gods and transcending catastrophe. Not much.
Even the great sects such as Changqingmen have only one stage of transforming gods and one stage of crossing the catastrophe. What's more, the senior who passed the tribulation period has been in seclusion for a long time, and he hasn't shown up for thousands of years. I don't know if he has passed away.
Now there is a disciple with such a high talent in the sect, who has been promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul before he is a hundred years old. He is really pleasantly surprised and has high expectations.
"Thank you, head." Luo Yi replied with his head bowed.
The head is full of heart to make this baby ceremony a lively one, full of joy for both guests and hosts.
Unexpectedly, an elder from Zixiao Palace asked, "What happened to the summons just now?"
After the words fell, an elder of the Hehuan Sect answered: "Yes, it is said that Wuchen Daoist has joined Changyin Palace, is there such a thing?"
The head of the sect showed anger. If Luo Yi had really joined the Changyin Palace and had degenerated into a cultivator, how could he hold a grand ceremony for her birth and give her a Dao name? It is unreasonable for these people to ask such a question!
He looked at many monks and found that manyIf she is an evil cultivator, she will not be able to escape the fate of falling¡ª¡ªIf she is an evil cultivator, if she agrees, she will turn against Changyin Palace; fall down.
Changyin palace is not easy to mess with.
"At that time, it won't be said that I cooperated with others and deliberately found a scapegoat, right?" Luo Yi asked again.
All the disciples of Changqing Sect looked over angrily after hearing the words, waiting for Zixiao Palace's answer.
The elder of Zixiao Palace snorted: "If you didn't cooperate with others and deliberately found a substitute for the dead ghost, we naturally wouldn't slander you!"
"That's not necessarily true." Luo Yi said, "I haven't done anything now. It's just a blessing in disguise, and someone slandered me as an evil cultivator. How do I know that except for three evil cultivators, I can prove my innocence? ?¡±
The elders of Zixiao Palace turned purple, he didn't think of this at all: "Good junior, you are so quick-spoken! Since that's the case, I'll stop here, as long as you kill the three Nascent Souls of Changyin Palace Brother, I will never say a word about you again!"
"It's just that you don't say it? What if others say it?" Luo Yi asked.
"As long as you can do it, I will not agree to anyone who says you are an evil cultivator in the future!" The elder said angrily, "Are you satisfied now?"
At that time, whether he can survive or not is another matter, so why not if he agrees first?
Luo Yi looked indifferent: "What is there for me to be satisfied with? I almost died in the hands of evil cultivators, and I was about to settle accounts with the people of Changyin Palace. And the master has always taught us that as righteous monks, we should not just bury our heads in cultivation, I also want to eliminate harm for the righteous way. As a result, when you came, you turned what I wanted to do actively into a passive one. I killed evil and cultivated for the righteous way, but now it is to prove my innocence."
After she finished speaking lightly, she asked again: "Fellow Daoist, tell me, what am I satisfied with?"
The elder of Zixiao Palace was so angry that he almost vomited blood, pointed at her and said, "You! You have sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
"I'm reasonable, but you say I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I can't make sense, are you going to say that I'm a guilty conscience?" Luo Yi didn't let him go, and said: "In short, the mouth grows on you, what do you want to do? Say what you want."
Speaking of this, she suddenly became serious, and exuded a dignified aura: "My wish in this life is to uproot the Changyin Palace! I will not allow the evil cultivators of the Changyin Palace to harm righteous monks and innocent mortals! "
She suddenly swore to Heaven, which surprised all the monks present!
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