"Qingjing greets you all seniors." Sang Jue was taken to Yunzhong Fei Palace by Mei Jin's female fairy. When she saw several powerful people, she immediately paid homage.

She was dressed in plain clothes, with a cold expression, simple decoration, and her ethereal roots showed a clear temperament. However, not long after she had just become a baby, the aura that inspired the world had not yet dissipated and her sharpness was revealed. These two temperaments were prominent in her at the same time, which was quite contradictory.

The director of Tiandan Academy in Tianxuan Six Palace stroked the long beard under his jaw and said, "If it weren't confirmed, I really wouldn't recognize her as Chen Xiang's daughter. Regardless of her temperament and appearance, she would be more similar to Weishu."

"She was sent to Weishu Peak soon after she practiced, so she was naturally more affected by him." Yan Ling Jianjun sighed a few times, "What a pity, why did Weishu leave like that?"

The situation at that time was that the big guys had been talking about it privately for a long time, but they couldn't figure out why Wei Shu insisted on falling so resolutely. He shouldn't be a scheming person.

In the end, they could only give the reason to the Emperor Zhoutian. Thinking about the fact that from the time of the huge formation and forced him to the end, they didn't even have a trace of greetings. I heard that they had even stopped all the Mother Wei Shu, which shows that they were so cruel.

Wei Shu probably thought of a future that was more terrible than death, so he simply protected his arrested disciples to protect his future by experiencing his will.

Everyone could only sigh, and then they couldn't help looking at Sang Jue, who had the same qualifications as Weishu Taoist.

Their lives are long, and I can't see many outstanding juniors. Some of them are like meteors, their light is dazzling but fleeting, leaving only a legend; some are like swords, showing their sharpness, hurting themselves and others; some are like the sun and the moon, following the way of the world without rushing or slowing down, and flowing forever...

"You go back and go into seclusion." A powerful man sat upright on the Starry Charming chessboard and said indifferently.

Sang Jue was surprised: "Now it is a time of trouble. I have just taken over the position of Master of the Peak. How can I go into seclusion?"

"The most important thing for a monk is his cultivation. When you first form a Nascent Soul, it is time to be stable. The peak is protected by the immortal sword. Who dares to be arrogant? Other disciples under Wei Shu's sect are older than you, and they are not fools. They are much more powerful than you." The powerful man holding a cloud banner stretched out his hand and a little bit of a mulberry jiao. "The breath is mixed, no wonder the Nascent Soul's power has not been taken back for a long time, so he is really doing it."

"Hmph, Qingjing, fighting spirit is just a child's idea. What you need is not to fight fiercely, but to stabilize yourself." The sword energy of the sword sect was erect and its momentum was fierce. When the wind swept over, the clouds cut Sang Jue's body and bruised.

The sword-shaped Hua Xiaozi above Sang Jue's head angrily "Pu Pu" spit out several sword energy. Lu Youbai blocked it with his hands and said, "This is a punishment for you to change the sect. Your fairy sword is already domineering. However, if you want to be long-term and keep a low profile, you should think about it carefully. Don't let Wei Shu down and protect your wishes."

Sang Jue covered her arms, her plain clothes were stained with blood. She was a little depressed, but she could not make trouble with these big shots, so she had to say goodbye to them in disappointment and descended back to the top to prepare for seclusion.

Mei Jin and others watched her leave. They couldn't bear to see a young and good seedling experience too many hardships.

There are many paradoxes in the world. For example, everyone knows that monks who have suffered will be better, but most people will not like monks who have experienced too much suffering, but they are more careful.

Many cultivators who have fallen into devils are cultivators who have experienced difficulties, but their reputation in the world of immortal cultivation is not very good, and their future is not necessarily brighter than that of an ordinary cultivator.

This Qing Jing female cultivator is only a hundred years old, and the Nascent Soul has just begun. The world is still long. There is really no need to be pushed to the forefront of the storm and wasted the years of cultivation out of thin air.

Sang Jue fell back to the top of the peak, and everyone was shocked to see her scars. Yun Guanyue went up and found that it was hurt by the sword energy. She instantly realized that this was the punishment of the Sword Sect.

Sang Jue was a little gloomy and said, "They asked me to go into seclusion, how could that work?"

The other disciples looked at each other when they heard this, and finally Yang Yan suddenly realized and said, "So that's it. It seems that we have to change our strategies, so that our disciples are all low-key, and if they can go into seclusion, they will go into seclusion."

"?" Everyone was puzzled, especially Sang Jue, who wanted to fight against those monks who wanted to bully Bingpo Peak.

Yang Yan's face was quite happy: "It seems that Taixuan Immortal Sect will return soon. Let's wait. There are probably many monks who will come to cause trouble for us over the years. Let's be low-key and don't mess with passers-by too high-profile, try to protect yourself."

"Dafeng's resources are distributed every fifty years, and Zhongfeng's resources are distributed every ten years. Uncle Shi can now take advantage of his injuries and stay in seclusion for ten years waiting for those people to catch them all in one go, instead of trying hard to wait for them to provoke at any time."

"I am the only one at this peak, resources..." Sang Jue was glared at by the disciples present before he finished speaking. Your ethereal roots save resources.

Sang Jue Momo, in fact, the injuries on her body were all skin injuries, so there was no need to go into seclusion.

What’s important is that she is not calm, so how can she go into seclusion?

At this time, Guan Lan, who had been silently following the monk of Bingpo Peak, suddenly said, "Sang Jue, go to seclusion, we will help you guard Bingpo Peak, and practicing is more important."

"But……"

"It's only ten years, it's just enough for you to consolidate your Nascent Soul cultivation. You don't even have the Nascent Soul Ceremony. Just treat it as a gift we gave you for your master." Qiao Yi thought about it, and felt that it was too much to let her guard Bingpo Peak alone before.

They are not acting for others to show, so why do they have to let a woman be so lonely and independent above the Ice Peak? If the master had a spirit in the sky, he would probably not be willing.

"The soldiers come and the generals block the water and the soil. It is not until the death juncture of the cultivators in all realms that they are hunting and killing. I didn't understand why you were going alone?" Fang Liansheng spread his hands and said to Sang Jue, "I haven't had a temple yet. The second senior sister and the others must be as good as before. I want to go to the original cave to practice."

Sang Jue glanced at him: "Then where do I live?"

"You are all the master of the peak, of course you are going to the top of the peak to occupy Shixue Palace left by your master." Fang Liansheng thought for a while, "You stand on the top of the peak with a sword. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They dance like this a few times at any time. Other monks will be scared away when they see it. They will not be able to cause trouble for us."

After he said this, Sang Jue suddenly felt that he had acted a little before, and regarded himself as too important and Weishu as too important.

Losing him is like losing the sky, she is like a mollusk who has lost her shell. If she wants to survive, she must do her best. Only then can she protect herself, but...

Things don't seem that bad.

Or, things have not reached that bad point, she should not fight to the death for Weishu, but instead become rational and calm down and practice hard while preserving Bingpo Peak.

Thinking about why Wei Shu was forced to death, after all, it was because his father was too powerful and too cruel. If she had the power to do so at that time, she would not have been able to stay aside and watch him die.

Therefore, the most important thing for a monk is his cultivation!

Since she figured this out, Sang Jue immediately thought of the two sect bosses. She couldn't help but be shocked. Whether the Bingpo Peak lineage will become a touchstone or cannon fodder depends on how it works.

She must practice hard and cooperate with the two major undertakings in a low-key manner, so that Bingpo Peak can be safely implemented in this ups and downs.
Chapter completed!