Hearing this, Zhang Yan found it strange. Although this Lu Yaoying was Tao Zhenjin's disciple, not many people knew about this. Although this person was a Mystic Light Realm cultivator, on the surface, he was just a lone cultivator. Taihao School was one of the top ten sects of the Xuan Sect, why would their disciples make things difficult for him?
Zhang Yan thought for a while and looked at Lu Yingyao. He said, "Does Junior Brother Lu know about this Taihao School?"
Lu Daojin shook his head and said, "I've always been cultivating in the temple and don't go down the mountain often because I'm afraid of causing trouble. I only heard from those two kids that they're disciples of Taihao School, but I don't know much about Taihao School. There's no pop-up window. "
Zhang Yan nodded and thought, This Junior Brother Lu is someone who's focused on seeking dao, but he's been in the mortal world for a long time. He probably doesn't know anything about the cultivation world, so it's not strange that he doesn't know about Taihao School. No wonder he only has resentment in his words and no fear. So it's because the ignorant are fearless.
Seeking dao wasn't easy. Normal lone cultivators would more or less make a few friends. Not only could they find treasures together, but they could also help each other if they met a strong enemy.
However, Lu Yaoying's experience was unique. He was originally the head of Baofeng Temple, and he was a monk in the mortal world. Tao Zhenjin taught him a cultivation technique that helped him open his meridians, and he was given the cloud sand early on. He was able to cultivate peacefully for more than a hundred years, and although he didn't have any experience, he still managed to reach the Mystic Light Realm.
However, because of this, he knew nothing about the cultivation world.
Zhang Yan asked again, "Since Junior Brother is focused on cultivating and doesn't cause trouble, why did the disciples of Taihao School come looking for you?"
Lu Yaoying sighed, patted his knee, and said, "Senior Brother, you should know that I ate a spirit herb by mistake. At that time, my internal organs were on fire, and I almost lost my life. Coincidentally, Master happened to pass by, and not only did he save my life, he even took me in as an in-name disciple. That spirit herb left behind many seeds, and I took three of them and buried them in the ground. Over a hundred years have passed, and nothing has happened. But in the middle of the month, one of the spirit herbs suddenly sprouted green."
Zhang Yan's heart moved and he stood up. "Where is this grass? Junior Brother, take me to it. "
There was an undeniable meaning in his words. Lu Yaoying hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Senior Brother, this way please."
The two left the side room and walked to the backyard. Not long after, they saw a vegetable field surrounded by a fence. Lu Yaoying pointed to an inconspicuous corner and said, "Senior Brother, please take a look. I was afraid that someone would notice something was wrong, so I planted this grass here to hide it from others."
Zhang Yan took a few glances at the grass. In the eyes of ordinary people, the grass was exceptionally inconspicuous, but in his eyes, it was surrounded by spiritual energy. As soon as he approached it, he felt a cool feeling, brighter than the stars in the night sky. No wonder it was discovered. He walked closer and sighed, "So it's the Dragon Flame Fragrant Tongue Grass."
Lu Yaoying was surprised, "Senior Brother knows this thing? Back then, when Master saw it, he didn't know what it was. "
Zhang Yan wasn't surprised that Tao Zhenjin didn't know this thing. He had never seen this kind of spirit grass before. However, he had once studied under Zhou Chongju, and this Alchemy Grandmaster had a lot of books on all kinds of rare plants. He could guess the origin of this thing with just a bit of comparison.
Zhang Yan laughed coldly and said, "If it's this grass, then it's no wonder. This spirit grass is one of the few things in the world that can prolong one's life, but no one knows how to grow it. No wonder it's coveted by others."
He then looked at Lu Yaoying and thought, This Junior Brother Lu is really lucky. It's been two hundred years, but he's still only at the Mystic Light Realm. He doesn't even have a single strand of white hair on his head. It must be because of this medicine.
Lu Yaoying didn't notice the look in Zhang Yan's eyes and said angrily, "Those two kids from Taihao School are only eleven or twelve years old, but they're so arrogant. They said this thing was left behind by an elder of their sect and wanted me to hand it over. However, this spirit grass was something I obtained a hundred years ago, and now that I've grown it, I'm going to give it to Teacher's family. How can I give it to them? Because of this, I fought with them. Their magic power isn't as strong as mine, but they have a treasure that can release fire … "
He pointed at the messy beard on his face and smiled bitterly. "Junior Brother is like this because of that treasure. Those two kids even said that if I don't hand it over, they'll come and burn me again when my beard and hair grow back. I don't even dare to come out and see my sect's disciples."
Zhang Yan's eyebrows rose up slightly and felt that it was strange. He knew the personalities of the disciples of big sects very well. They wouldn't hesitate to steal something that could increase their lifespan from someone like Lu Yaoying who didn't have any background. If they tried to stop them, they wouldn't mind killing them. It could be said that they were cold-blooded and had no warmth to speak of.
If they really were disciples of Taihao School, why didn't they kill him and instead threatened him?
His thoughts changed, and he looked up, "Junior Brother Lu, let me see the light."
Lu Yaoying was startled at first, but then he happily agreed, thinking that this Senior Brother Zhang was testing his cultivation. His face was full of confidence, and he silently circulated the Essence Qi in his chest. After a short while, a ball of green light about thirty feet in size was released from his head, rippling like clear water, like a pool of jade spring.
Zhang Yan nodded his head and thought that this was probably part of Tao Zhenjin's plan.
Although Lu Yaoying was only at the first level of the Mystic Light Realm, his cultivation was profound. One could tell that he cultivated a technique of the Xuan Gate with just one glance, but he couldn't tell where he came from.
If he knew where you came from, he would be able to deal with you, but if he didn't know where you came from, he wouldn't dare to act rashly.
From his point of view, this Lu Yaoying should have been training in the mortal world, but he was able to reach the Mystic Light Realm and cultivate a technique of the Xuan Gate. Maybe he was a chess piece of a senior that didn't want him to know. If Lu Yaoying killed him, wouldn't he be making enemies for no reason?
This kind of thing was a taboo, so Zhang Yan was sure that someone from Taihao School had the Spiritual Grass, but he could tell that Lu Yaoying's background wasn't simple, so he didn't dare to use force and sent a few juniors to test him.
It would be best if Daoren was willing to give in, but if he didn't, he would most likely ask for help from the Sect after being humiliated. At that time, Zhang Yan would be able to change the situation. If he couldn't offend them, he would retreat, and if he could, he would have nothing to worry about.
Zhang Yan snickered coldly in his heart. Since he was here, he wouldn't let the other party do as he pleased. He said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Lu, don't worry, leave this matter to me."
Lu Yaoying could not help but heave a sigh of relief. For a hundred years, he only knew how to cultivate, but in his heart, he was extremely afraid of fighting with others. However, he hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "I wonder if Senior Brother is here on behalf of Master …"
Seeing Lu Yaoying look at him, Zhang Yan knew that Lu Yaoying wanted to ask if he could be accepted into the Sect by Tao Zhen.
However, he also admired Lu Daojin's will and perseverance. If it was any other person, after waiting for more than a hundred years without anyone coming to receive them, Tao Zhenjin would have accepted him as a disciple with such a firm and unwavering heart.
He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lu, I know your intentions. I'll send a Dao Flying Talisman back to the Sect, and there will be a reply in half a month at most. Just relax and wait."
Lu Yaoying looked excited and bowed. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. "Please prepare a quiet room for me, Junior Brother Lu. I want to stay here for a few days."
Lu Yaoying hurriedly nodded in agreement. He called the boy over, gave him a few instructions, and then led Zhang Yan to a wing in the east.
When Zhang Yan entered the room, he saw that the bed was clean, the walls were white, and the incense burner was burning. He nodded in satisfaction and sat cross-legged on the bed. He then took out a flying talisman from his sleeve.
This item was called the Ten Thousand Miles Smoke Wave Talisman. It was used by the Clear Feather Sect to send messages. He raised his hand and used his spiritual Qi to write a letter. With a flick of his finger, the talisman passed through the room and headed east.
After this matter was settled, he sat in silence for a moment before taking out a book and a scroll from his sleeve and slowly unfolding it.
This was a treasure that the Xuan Tong Daemon King gave him when he was cultivating in the Clear Feather Sect. It was called the Thousand Illusion Jade Mirror.
This picture recorded the appearance of two hundred and three people. There were men and women, old and young, and they were all vivid and lifelike.
When using this picture, one only needed to chant a spell to change one's appearance to be the same as the person in the picture.
When this picture was in his hands, Zhang Yan used the opportunity of the Dao discussion to refine it for Tao Zhenjin. Once he used this item to change his appearance, unless the Grotto-Heaven True Realm looked carefully, no one would be able to see any flaws.
This time, he didn't wait to cultivate to the third level of the Mystic Light Realm before returning to the East Flower Continent. He wanted to participate in the Ganoderma Meeting of Taihao School.
During this meeting, Taihao School would take out a good "One Qi Ganoderma" for those who were interested to fight for it. However, there was a limited number of One Qi Ganoderma. Therefore, every sect's disciples fought fiercely for it. There was another troublesome matter. Without a recommendation from a disciple of the Taihao School, no one had the right to go.
Previously, Zhang Yan had killed several disciples of the Supreme Sky Sect, and among them were two true disciples, Chu Jiu and Ceng Han. They had died because they had fought over the Immortal Abode with him. For such a matter, if you wanted to kill someone else but were killed by him, the sect would definitely not stand up for you. Therefore, even if he went to Taihao School openly, they wouldn't dare to do anything to him. However, they couldn't even think about fighting for the One Qi Ganoderma.
Therefore, Zhang Yan could only change his identity to make it more convenient for him to do things.
Originally, he had a plan. He wanted to create a few coincidences to meet a disciple of the Taihao School and get their recommendation to participate in the Ganoderma Meeting. However, now that he heard that a disciple of Taihao School was looking for Baofeng Temple, he had another plan.
Zhang Yan stayed in Baofeng Temple for ten days.
On this day, a golden talisman flew over from the east. He stretched out his hand to take a look. It was the work of Tao Zhenjin. After a few glances, he smiled faintly and called the boy at the door in. He said, "Go and call your master."
The boy left to carry out the order. A short while later, Lu Yaoying stepped into the room and bowed. "Greetings, Senior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Yan shook his hand and placed the talisman into Lu Yaoying's hands. He said, "This is the work of Sect Master Tao. Junior Brother Lu can take a look."
Lu Yaoying's hands were trembling. He held the talisman in his hands and looked at it several times. In the end, he let out a long sigh. Hot tears flowed down his face. He said, "After a hundred years of hard work, I finally have a place in the sect."
Zhang Yan nodded. "Junior Brother Lu, with this talisman, you can fly tens of thousands of miles across the sea at any time and return to the sect to pay a visit to Sect Master Tao."
Lu Yaoying bowed deeply to Zhang Yan. He said sincerely, "This time, it is all thanks to Senior Brother. Junior Brother is very grateful."
Zhang Yan smiled lightly. He said, "In that case, why don't Junior Brother Lu give me the stalk of spirit grass outside the door?"
Lu Yaoying was taken aback. He was not ignorant of the ways of the world. He thought to himself, "Originally, I wanted to give this thing to Master when he comes here and beg him to accept me into the inner sect. However, I don't know when this stalk of spirit grass will mature. I have to leave this place in a few days, so it seems that won't be possible. I might as well give these seeds to Master when I return. I might as well go with the flow."
Therefore, he immediately agreed. "Since Senior Brother likes it, then Junior Brother will give it to Senior Brother."
Zhang Yan laughed brightly. "Okay, then Junior Brother can stay for a few more days. I have a good show that I need Senior Brother's cooperation."
Although Lu Yaoying had some doubts, he agreed without hesitation. "I will listen to Senior Brother's instructions."
"Junior Brother, watch carefully. After today, I will appear with this face."
Zhang Yan flicked his sleeves and took out the Thousand Illusions Illustrated Handbook. His eyes focused on the image of a young man with great strength and vigor. He chanted an incantation, and the figure in the painting swayed and walked down to merge with him.
Under Lu Yaoying's shocked gaze, Zhang Yan slowly stood up.
At this moment, he was a tall and handsome young man with bulging muscles, valiant and high-spirited, cloud-like shoes on his feet and a flying scarf on his head.
Zhang Yan took out a pair of iron hammers from his sleeve. This was a divine weapon given to him by Shaoyao Daemon Queen. When he chanted a spell, he could use it to attack.
From this moment on, he would travel with the identity of a strength path cultivator and participate in the Ganoderma Convention.
"Since I've changed my identity, I'll change my name. I'll be called …" Zhang Yan looked down at the hammers and suddenly thought of a name. His eyes flashed and he laughed. "I'll be called Li Yuanba!"
To be continued.
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