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Text Chapter 166 The True Heart Sect

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    Chen Guanshui naturally couldn't see what was inside Baiyun Temple.  In fact, when Chen Guanshui entered Baiyun Temple fifty miles away and could explore at will, he had been scanning there with his dream magic power.  But apart from seeing a large spherical cloud with a diameter of several miles, nothing more could be seen.  Going deep into the clouds is like crashing into a ridiculous dream. Countless bizarre scenes flash past like galloping horses. Countless monsters grow and die in an instant. Countless islands repeat the vicissitudes of life over and over again.  But even in this kind of dream, Chen Guanshui could only see a little bit of the outermost layer.  Going deeper, there is a black hole that swallows everything. The powerful force that can crush all explorations into pieces is densely packed in the entire space, like a wild beast quietly lurking there.  Fortunately, everyone in my group is from Beard Ridge. The owner of Beard Ridge is Mao Liuli. Cat Liuli was once the pet of Mrs. Wuyue. Mrs. Wuyue was the wife of the Great Demon King. Lin Yuxi, the master of Baiyun Temple in front of them,  She is the sister of the Great Demon King.  So no matter what, there will never be a terrifying scene where people like herself are thrown directly into the alchemy furnace as alchemy materials, nor will people like herself be caught casually as a piece of her chess game that has been planned for thousands of years.  The chess pieces are randomly thrown at a certain point to act as bait.  Although he didn¡¯t know what Lin Yuxi, the real soul of the soul, would bring when he summoned him, Xianglin Jingshe still respectfully flew straight towards Baiyun Temple until the two cloud cities touched each other.  But nothing happened.  Everything has already happened.  Long before Xianglin Jingshe came into contact with Baiyun Temple, Chen Guanshui felt the outer boundary of the vast cloud he just saw in his dream magical power.  After crossing the boundary, there were wave after wave of invisible and insubstantial things like a continuous tide, slowly swallowing up Xianglin Jingshe in its entirety.  When the tide hit his face for the first time, Chen Guanshui saw the cat in his arms snorting and falling asleep.  And not only did he fall asleep, in just a few breaths, Cat Mushroom turned into a small milk cat only the size of the palm of his hand, nestled softly on his lap, and fell asleep comfortably.  When the second tide hit, Chen Guanshui saw in his dream power that everyone else in Xianglin Jingshe, including Zhu Yincha, had fallen asleep.  Except for Zhu Yincha, the golden elixir master, who only turned into a little baby girl who was more than ten months old, everyone else turned into a small pet that was only three inches in size.  There are kittens and bunnies everywhere.  Those pure human beings were also turned into little people only as high as their fingers, sleeping naked in every corner of Cloud City.  When the third tide hit, the little baby girl transformed into Zhu Yincha suddenly woke up.  Then he was inexplicably rolled up by a tongue-like cloud and carried away.  Then, Chen Guanshui watched helplessly as more than ninety wood spirit puppets came out of the hall in front of him. As if after tens of thousands of years, the various kinds of wood spirit puppets on their bodies gradually faded away but extremely quickly.  The color dimmed and the spiritual light of the magic circle connecting various parts of the body was slowly turned rusty and cracked in various parts.  Until the parts fell to the ground, the parts continued to shatter into powder on the ground, and the ninety-odd green light balls left in the air were still shining brightly.  A soft "Huh" sound of surprise came from the void.  At the same time, Chen Guanshui saw that the space in front of him was distorted. Thousands of distorted shadows and lights intertwined to form a flat water mirror. In the darkness on the water mirror, there was a sudden arrow like a divine arrow shooting from the sun.  The sword energy struck him head-on somewhere on his body.  This sword came for no reason and left without any result.  In addition to being able to feel that he was really struck by a sword, Chen Guanshui could not see the color of the sword energy, nor could he feel the real energy fluctuation caused by the sword energy. He could not even tell which part of his body the sword energy struck.  In a blink of an eye, it was inexplicably forgotten.  With another snap of his fingers, Chen Guanshui suddenly felt a sense of fear.  Because he felt that if a little more time passed, even the fact that he had just been slashed would be completely forgotten.  Only when we reach a certain point again in the future can we experience what we have experienced today again and suddenly wake up.  And with a snap of his fingers, Chen Guanshui really forgot.  Then, Chen Guanshui found that he was sitting in a large hall without knowing when.  On the jade couch in front of the main hall, a very lazy female cultivator sat, squinting at herself wantonly.  In the center of the main hall, a dozen pink and jade little lolita clasped their little hands and obediently gathered around a boiling soup pot, looking at a little yellow monkey inside which was only the size of two knuckles of the thumb.  in ?Sleeping soundly in the soup is a true interpretation of the true meaning of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".  From time to time, other small animals also suffered disaster. The little loli pinched their tails, lifted them upside down, and threw them into the boiling water pot.  Now, a manticore as big as a fist was pinched by the neck by a little loli with "Wu Jihua" written on the back of her clothes, spitting out her long tongue, and was thrown into the soup pot very helplessly, and then in  The monkey flipped over casually and was kicked up into the sky. It fell into a pile of small animals on the side of the hall with its claws and teeth bared.  Chen Guanshui tapped his fingers and looked at the little lolita one after another.  Sure enough, behind everyone there is their name.  Mu Lingshan, Lin Ruinai, Yun Wuwu, Wu Jihua, Du Meng, Lu Ziyao, Liu Qiongying, Chang Ruishi, Ye Hanren, Song Yuexin, Liu Ziyue, Liu Ziyuan, Liu Zili, Liu Xuexin.  By tapping a finger and looking at a name, Chen Guanshui was also sinking into the sea of ??consciousness, looking through the information that had settled in the green mist world.  Every name is like a thunderous roar, triggering as much information as a tide of fish, splicing together pictures of flowers and brocades, forming women who are as arrogant and domineering as fire.  Fourteen names.  Fourteen golden elixirs of one grade.  Fourteen talented female cultivators who have caused countless bloody turmoils on the Qingyun Continent.  Now they have turned into fourteen little baby girls who are only sixteen or seventeen months old. With pure smiles, they twist each other's tender little hands together, squeezing those same plush, cute little babies.  The little animals were playing happily under the sunlight that slanted in like a crystal beam of light.  And Zhu Yincha, as a Jindan Daoist, transformed into her true form, a meerkat with two tails.  Now, she was lying on a small table not far away, swaying her two light yellow little tails, flicking her fiery red little ears, and her pair of purple eyes moving around silently.  Then, he immediately forgot everything, threw himself on a huge roast chicken in front of him, and devoted himself to the great and sacred cause of filling his stomach.  And everyone else in Xianglin Jingshe has now become a small bas-relief on the right wall of the main hall along with this cloud city.  Ten kittens and a little rabbit were surrounding a brazier, waiting for the barbecue on it.  A three-inch-tall little man who looked very much like Liang Buhuo was lying helplessly sleeping under a big book.  Chen Guanshui turned around again and faced Lin Yuxi's eyes that were looking at him at the same time in the middle of the hall.  Although the stars were twinkling in surprise, Chen Guanshui still didn't understand the reason why she came to find him.  But, nothing matters now.  Chen Guanshui saw the dozen little baby girls in the main hall, the dozens or hundreds of small animals, the two lines of large characters on the main pillar of the main hall, and the little monkey being boiled in the soup pot. He already thought of a hundred and  An unusual one among the eight.  The sincere teachings of a pure child.  Originated from the Taoism of Zhou Jia, the peerless demon king on the Taiyin Star, the sect was established 70,000 years ago by the Nascent Soul nuns and nuns who were left behind by him in the human world.  The Chizi Zhenxin Sect has always been listed among the Five Immortals Temple, but it has never interfered in the affairs of the world of cultivation.  There is no clear sect's headquarters in Lingshan, no clear sect's jurisdiction, no clear procedures for selecting disciples, and no outsiders can know the specific situation within this sect.  Even the seven major surnames and the Confucian sect cannot know more.  The only thing that is certain is that since the establishment of this sect, the most powerful and only true Yuanshen in the sect, the Monkey King Zhou Jia, has never appeared.  After the death of the first generation of Nascent Soul female cultivators, no one knew what method or means was used to prevent the sect from being cut off, but new blood was flowing in all the time.  Every once in a while, one or several female cultivators using the name of the Pure Heart Cult appear in the world of cultivation and participate in those grand gatherings that all visitors must attend.  But that¡¯s all.  But just this one or a few female cultivators can make all the sects in the world jealous.  Because since the establishment of the Chizi Zhenxin Sect, fifty thousand years ago, the female disciples who have appeared in the human world have always been the first-grade golden elixir.  As for the disciples of the first level of Jindan, among other sects, even in the big surnamed families, only one of a thousand golden elixir masters can produce the best.  Without the pure heart of seeking Tao, without enough luck and opportunity, one cannot kill thousands of emotional demons, cannot penetrate the nature of mind behind Taoist techniques, and cannot truly touch the deep hidden in the infinite void.  If you don't follow the Tao, you can't achieve the first-grade golden elixir at all.  "As for the True Heart Sect, there has never been a disciple below the first level of the Golden Pill.
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