Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

Qianyuan Continent, Great Yanzhou, Zhenxianzong.

In the majestic conference hall, six old men sat in it, and the one in the middle had a frown and a solemn expression.

"Three months ago, the suzerain, the great elder, and others went to Bi Luohai to look for opportunities, but there was no news. Just this morning, in Yunxian Hall, all the jade cards with their soul aura were shattered!"

Ninth Elder Wu Yuan.

Before, in gatherings of this level, it was not his turn to speak at all, but now in the entire sect, only he has the highest status and the strongest strength.

"The shattering of the jade plaque means that the cultivator is completely dead..." Everyone turned pale.

"Even though Zhenxianzong is one of the top ten sects in Great Yanzhou, it is ranked at the bottom. If the suzerain and many elders have such a change, the first-class sect will not be able to keep it, and it may fall into crisis due to the decline in strength, and even lead to the extermination of the sect."

With a heavy heart, Elder Wu Yuan said, "I've asked you all to come here, I hope you can find a good way to tide over the difficulties together."

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is not uncommon for the weak to eat the strong, losing high-end combat power, and being swallowed up by other forces.

"There are quite a few sects going to Biluohai this time. The news of the fall of the suzerain and others will definitely spread even if it is covered up... However, it will take a while for it to fully ferment. We can make preparations in advance. The most urgent thing is stability People's hearts, prevent sect turmoil!"

"To fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside... It's easy to say, but hard to do! Unless we can find a powerful or senior person to succeed the suzerain, or who among us can break through, otherwise, it will be very difficult." Stop this panic."

"If the breakthrough is so easy, the suzerain and the others will not take risks..."

Everyone was silent.

"It's difficult to break through. As for finding an outsider to be the suzerain, it won't convince the public, and it will bring even more trouble. In that case... can we ask the little uncle to come out of the mountain?"

Ten Elder Yuan Buyi said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned at the same time: "You mean, Junior Uncle Su Yin?"

Ten years ago, at the annual disciple selection conference, an 8-year-old boy named Su Yin was born out of nowhere, with an innate Taoist body and a fairy bloodline... In order to get this genius, his master and his elders took action personally, along with several other children. The suzerain of the big sect is fighting for it.

After a bloody battle, although the master was victorious, he was also seriously injured. In addition to his advanced age, he passed away not long after.

This child was so talented that even his master didn't dare to accept him as a disciple, so he had to accept him as a disciple on his behalf. Therefore, he became their youngest uncle and the oldest person in Zhenxianzong.

"The little uncle entered the sect, and was arranged by the master to the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. He has never come out. Even if he has only cultivated for ten years, his strength is estimated to be limited. Letting him out of the mountain... I'm afraid it won't help much. !"

"The genius that countless sects compete for, coupled with the highest seniority, should be able to..."

"Apart from him, is there anyone else who is more suitable?"

"there is none left……"

"In that case, I invite him to leave the mountain. However, there are some things that need to be explained in advance."

After discussing for a while, Elder Wu Yuan made a final decision and said: "In the current situation, no matter what the strength of the little uncle is, we must agree that his cultivation base is extraordinary and refined, and has reached the level of a master! Only in this way can other people who are ready to move The sect is afraid, and all disciples feel at ease."

Cultivation is divided into nine realms: gathering interest, casting yuan, dedusting, transforming mortals, shrines, masters, inheritance, eternity, and virtual immortals, each with nine small levels.

Only those who have reached the sixth level of master status can be qualified to control a first-class sect, establish a sect, and be admired by thousands of people!

The suzerain who just passed away, as well as their master, have reached this level of strength.

And most of them are in the third and fourth layers of the Jingu Palace.

This little uncle has always been in the back mountain. Even they don't know his strength, let alone the outside world. In this case... it's better to say that he is a peerless master.

"It's easy for us to quietly spread the news and create momentum, but what about the little uncle? We must meet someone else, I'm afraid we'll be betrayed!"

Elder Yuan Buyi frowned.

"I have a [Firefly Silkworm Clothes] here. Once you put it on, it can cover up your cultivation and aura. It's hard for even a master at the peak to detect it. Put it on for my junior uncle, and explain in advance that if he pretends to be an expert, he will not be able to detect it." When it comes to life and death, you must not make a move... In a short time, it should be difficult to detect."

Elder Wu Yuan said.

"That's the only way!"

Although it is not good to lie to others, the current situation of the sect, there is no other way.

"Since the idea is the same, let him come out now!"

Seeing that there was no objection from the crowd, Elder Wu Yuan said no more, and after a greeting, two disciples in their twenties walked in, and after hearing the order, they immediately hurried towards the back mountain.

...

Zhenxianzong back mountain.

It is a forbidden place, rather than a cemetery of ancestors, with tombs and tombstones everywhere.

Painting sage Wu Daoxian, Chess sage Huang Longtian, Calligraphy sage Wang Qiancheng, Qin sage Li Wannian...

One big person after another was recorded on the tombstone. Of course, it was just written like this. Whether it is true or not, I don’t know.

"You have completed the assessment of 36 ancient sages, including Qin Sage, Chess Sage, Calligraphy Sage, Food Sage, and Agriculture Sage. This last item has also passed perfectly. From now on, you are free!"

In a small thatched hut in the corner of the forbidden area, an old man looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile.

"Passed?" Eyes flushed, the young man couldn't believe it: "Then can I practice?"

This one is exactly the little uncle that everyone calls, Su Yin!

Ten years, ten years!

Everyone in Zhenxianzong thought that he was working hard to cultivate, only he knew that he hadn't touched any exercises, and every day when he opened his eyes, he was learning all kinds of things...

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, blacksmithing, cooking, carving...

For each of them, there is a soul that can personally teach and guard them, and they can't leave until they pass the assessment...

Do you know how I have lived these ten years?

If you worked so hard in the college entrance examination, you would have passed Mizuki long ago...

That's right, Su Yin is a time traveler, he traveled to this world ten years ago, and became an eight-year-old super genius with innate Dao body and fairy blood!

I thought I could learn cultivation techniques and become famous in one fell swoop... I never expected that what I learned was not cultivation techniques, but mortal skills such as piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

There are also chores such as chopping firewood, growing flowers, and feeding pigs.

Traveling to a world where you can practice, who wouldn't want to rise to the top, be invincible in the world, and live forever?

The most suitable time for cultivation, being locked up here, learning these things... the more I think about it, the more I feel stuffy.

"You can practice, but our cultivation method is not suitable for you." Can Nian said lightly.

With a speechless face, Su Yin was about to speak when a loud voice came to his ears.

"The seventy-ninth generation disciples of Zhenxianzong, Chen Yu and Zhao Ruoxu, respectfully invite Master Uncle to come out of the mountain!"

burst into tears.

Finally remembered me!

Ten years ago, that "senior brother", after accepting apprentices on behalf of his master, made him swear that he would not be allowed to leave half a step until he learned everything, so he was trapped here like a prison.

At this moment, I can finally leave.

I want to see what the Zongmen looks like, and I want to learn the real cultivation method, soaring into the sky!

Full of excitement, Su Yin bid farewell to many sad thoughts.

Although it feels like this is a cage, and ten years have run out, I still feel a little bit reluctant.

In order to learn, he carved wood carvings, made puppets, wrote calligraphy and paintings, planted flowers and plants, etc., and received a storage ring. Then he closed the thatched hut and came to a small courtyard surrounded by a fence.

"Ang woo! On woo! On woo!"

As soon as he entered it, a donkey brayed, and then a tortoise raised its head very slowly.

"Hungry……"

Immediately afterwards, a parrot flew up to him and spoke.

When I first came in, the Zongmen sent people to deliver food and drink, and later I learned the sacred skills of farming, so I could produce for myself, so I lost contact.

The donkey was sent by the cheap "senior brother" to cultivate the land at the beginning of farming, and the tortoise and parrot were learned the skills of raising birds and taming animals, and let the master nephew catch them to practice.

Later, even though they passed the assessment, they got along with each other, and they were all ordinary animals. If they were released, they would definitely be caught and eaten. After thinking about it, they stayed and kept them for many years.

"I don't know what it's like outside. I'll pick you up after you settle down." Su Yin said with a slight smile seeing them full of anticipation.

I came here as soon as I was reborn, I have never been to the sect, and I don't know the rules, so I'm afraid it would be wrong to take donkeys, turtles, parrots and so on.

After everything was dealt with, Su Yin walked out of the forbidden area.

Just as he left, many remnants under the tomb resurfaced again, with complicated eyes.

"As expected of the innate Taoist body, even in the fairy world, it is rare in ten thousand years!"

"Our ability to become a saint can shock the world and make countless people in the fairy world crazy, but he can learn it all by himself. It's incredible!"

"It's a pity that he didn't teach him how to practice, otherwise, this kind of talent would definitely not be weak!"

"In this lower realm with turbid spiritual energy, directly imparting the cultivation method of the fairy world will not only be of no benefit, but will harm him. What's more, there are 36 kinds of holy ways in one body, and there is no one in all ages, and we don't have a suitable method."

"That's true. However, every profession that becomes a saint will receive a gift from the fairy world. It has been done 36 times in a row. Even if you haven't practiced it, the fairy body is almost complete! Coupled with the fusion of the holy way, you can remember everything you learn. As long as you start practicing, you will definitely improve very quickly."

One after another thoughts kept flashing.

No one knew that the names and honorific titles engraved on these tombstones were all real. Immortal Suppression Sect did not suppress immortals, but immortal tombs!

A group of saints who had reached the peak of a certain skill and died for unknown reasons were buried in the tomb!

I don't know about their communication. In the past ten years, Su Yin and these remnant souls have never talked about anything other than the content of skills. They know nothing about the so-called Immortal World and Qianyuan Continent.

I don't know what he learned, it's not punishment, it's also a kind of practice, even in the fairy world, it's amazing.

He who doesn't know anything, is standing outside the forbidden area at this moment, watching the colorful clouds rolling in the sky, dumbfounded.

Not only him, even Chen Yu and Zhao Ruoxu who came to greet him were puzzled.

The sky was still clear just now, why did the sky suddenly change?

Countless colorful clouds gather together, and under the sunlight, there are thousands of auspicious colors and ten thousand rays of light, gradually forming a big character - "Holy"!

It's like welcoming a saint to leave the customs.