"I saw a kind of persistence in him." Yun Jianlai sighed slightly, seeming to think of his former self.

"The kind of persistence that resists destiny and climbs to a higher place even if it means risking one's life."

"I see."

Most monks today are impetuous.

With the continuous transparency of information among the major immortal sects, everyone can more or less understand from various channels that the spiritual energy of Tiancang Continent is becoming thinner year by year.

If this trend continues, it is very likely that in an unknown number of years, there will come a day when all the spiritual energy will be gone. By then, even if everyone has spiritual roots, they will only be able to live like ordinary people and will not be able to practice, which is even more useless.

On longevity.

In other words, whatever height can be reached before the end of the Dharma Era comes, that will be the height of the Dharma Ending Era. And at that time, only the strongest group of people are qualified to dominate the entire continent.

Yun Jianlai is a person with a sense of crisis.

He thinks that Cong Xin is too.

Xu Wu was silent for a moment and sighed softly: "This kind of state of mind is really rare. It seems that Donor Yun is a person who loves talents."

Yun Jianlai shook his head and said nothing.

In the crowd, Zhou Feng looked at the two team leaders, then looked at Cong Xin, frowned and said in confusion: "Junior brother Cong, why did I feel that senior brother was looking at us just now?"

Cong Xin was thinking about the sword skills she had learned recently, and when he interrupted her, she felt a little impatient.

"You must have seen it wrong." He responded casually.

"Hey, it's impossible. When it comes to observing words and expressions, I'm not bragging. You are definitely much better than Junior Brother Cong." Zhou Feng grinned broadly and confirmed again: "Moreover, the leading monk boy is also looking at us.

Look here, if you don’t believe me, take a look.”

"Ah?" Cong Xin was a little curious when he was told this. He raised his head and looked, and sure enough, he saw that the eyes of Yun Jianlai and Xu Wang seemed to be resting on him. He couldn't help being shocked and quickly looked away.

, lowered his head again.

"What I said is right? Huh? Cong Xin, what are you doing with your head down?" Zhou Feng looked at his junior brother in confusion.

Cong Xin was silent.

Based on his many years of experience, it is definitely not a good sign if someone with a higher level of cultivation than you is staring at you and looking back and forth when you go out.

On the contrary, trouble is likely to come to your door.

It is common sense to keep a low profile when going out. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, don't look at things you shouldn't see, remain unknown, tolerate growth, and practice in secret. This is the way to survive that Cong Xin has recently summed up through exploration.

At this moment, some sparse footsteps could be heard on the Lingyue Mountain Road not far away, attracting the attention of everyone outside the mountain gate.

"He is a disciple of Lingyue Sect!"

"They're coming!"

"I have long heard that the Lingyue Sect has more women than men, and all the female disciples are good-looking. I don't know if it is true or not. It seems that the answer will be revealed soon."

The male disciples of the Yutian Sword Sect were all very excited, but the few monks in the Great Buddha Temple looked at their mouths and noses, as quiet as an old bell.

But if you look carefully, you will find that two or three monks are also secretly peeking at the mountain road with their peripheral vision...

As the footsteps grew louder, more than twenty figures finally circled around from behind the mountain, led by the black-robed elder Xiao He.

"I've been waiting for a long time, you two from the Yutian Sword Sect and the Great Buddha Temple. I am the seventh elder of Lingyue - Xiao He. I would like to give you more advice during this trip."

Xiao He ignored the other disciples and simply glanced at Yun Jianlai and Xu Huan, saying hello in a formal manner.

When Yun Jianlai and Xu Huan saw this, they both felt uncomfortable. However, Xiao He's Nascent Soul-level spiritual pressure was in front of them, and the two of them were at the golden elixir stage. Due to the gap in cultivation, they had to return the greetings one after another.

.

"First time meeting, Elder Xiao. I am Yun Jianlai, Yutian Sword Sect."

"The little monk and the big Buddhist temple are vain."

"Well, let's chat on the way. Let's go straight away." Xiao He didn't stop at all and walked straight towards the outside of the mountain.

The two looked at each other and led people to retreat to the left and right, allowing the Lingyue Sect's disciples to pass first.

Just as this group of disciples wearing Lingyue Taoist robes passed by the Yutian Sword Sect proudly, among the crowd, Zhou Feng felt something strange around him, so he looked at the junior disciple beside him, and then said in surprise: "What's wrong?

, Junior Brother Cong? What happened?"

But Cong Xin looked dully in the direction where Lingyue's disciples were leaving, and murmured with a pale face:

"is her……"
Chapter completed!