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"It's just a phantom formation, don't worry, brother, I still have some confidence." Hearing that one can enter the Qingyun sect after passing through the phantom formation, and that senior brother Bai is quite easy-going, Luo Yu gradually became more courageous, and immediately patted Said the chest.

"Others are fine, but you Luo Xiaoyu, I don't like it." Nangong Xiaojing had long seen Luo Yu's displeasure, and couldn't help curling her lips in reply.

Luo Yu couldn't help being startled, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked in surprise: "Nangong Xiaojing? Are you the elder Xiaojing of Qingyun Sect?"

"I disappointed Mr. Luo, I am Elder Xiaojing." Nangong Xiaojing said coldly, inserting a chopstick into a bowl of vegetable balls, Luo Yu's heart trembled when he saw it.

Luo Yu's eyelids twitched when he thought of being blown off the ring by a fire dragon talisman from the other side during the arena sparring, as if his confidence, which had been greatly increased, had been punctured by this chopstick.

Nangong Xiaojing lifted the chopstick, looked at the two vegetable **** on it, and ate them one by one with satisfaction.

After a sumptuous fast meal, the disciples of the academy ate to their hearts content, only Luo Yu was a little bit disoriented.

Baiyunlou didn't bother to pay attention to Mr. Xiaoyu's uneasy mood, it would be good to grind this temper.

After coming out of the fasting room, the disciples of the academy went back to their rooms to clean up. Green Ant helped Senior Brother Bai clean up the wing room, and the packed packages were also included in the Sea of ​​Consciousness Barrier by the Baiyun Tower.

After all the disciples of the academy had packed up, Baiyunlou led them to Xuanyin Temple on the top of the peak, and bid farewell to Abbot Juehai.

The head of the mountain and several teachers said that they would stay in Xuanyin Temple to discuss the Tao with Master Juehai for the next two days. They probably went to say goodbye to Master Juehai for half a day, so they stayed in the courtyard for the time being.

Baiyunlou left the flying boat to the head of the mountain, and took a group of juniors and younger sisters to the peak.

When he was about to reach the top of the peak, Lanzhi, a young disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion, couldn't help but asked Senior Brother Bai weakly: "Senior Brother, the flying boat was given to the mountain chief and the others, how can we go back to the academy?"

Senior Brother Bai hadn't spoken yet, Nangong Xiaojing said crisply: "Senior Sister Lanzhi, look over there." He pointed to the small bamboo building floating on the clouds on the Xuanbing River in the distance.

"Ah, that's great, I wanted to go up and have a look last night." She didn't expect to be able to sit in the small bamboo building and go back to the academy today, Lanzhi was full of anticipation for the return trip.

At this moment, a few people came out from the gate of the temple. It was the lord of the Haoran Sect who had just bid farewell to Abbot Juehai with a few young disciples.

Baiyun took two steps forward and bowed to salute.

The patriarch of the Haoran Sect nodded his head happily, and cordially invited the disciples of the academy to visit the Haoran Sect when they had time. Go to Yiju.

Watching the Haoran Sect members go away, Baiyun Tower regained consciousness, turned around and walked towards the temple gate.

"The junior brother of Hao Ranzong is handsome." Caiwei looked away reluctantly.

"Oh." Baiyunlou turned back with some curiosity: "Junior Sister Caiwei is interested in which junior brother of the Haoran Sect, and when the time comes, let the head of the mountain come forward to be a matchmaker?"

For the daughter of the head teacher of the Xuanling Sect, Baiyunlou has already figured out her temperament, and she is careless, rather than talking, it is better to be straightforward.

"Don't stop at appreciating, appreciating..." Caiwei hurriedly said.

Baiyun Tower laughed and stepped into the gate of the temple.

The little monk Benyin was already at the door and led everyone to the main hall.

After Baiyunlou took a group of academy disciples and Abbot Juehai to greet him, he was about to say goodbye and leave.

Abbot Juehai called out someone from the side room, it turned out to be Meng Yu, a young disciple of Cangyu Sect.

Meng Yu's face was still a little pale at this moment, holding a bamboo sword in his arms, he stepped forward and bowed down in front of Baiyunlou, holding the bamboo sword in both hands, his voice trembling: "Brother, Meng Yu didn't save my life! Unforgettable teeth."

The abbot Juehai at the side said aloud: "Just now the head of the Cangyu Sect brought his disciples over, saying that little friend Meng Yu and the Cangyu Sect had settled their grievances and had nothing to do with each other. He also pointed out that the owner of this bamboo sword is Little friend Yunlou."

Bai Yunlou nodded slightly, took the Lingzhu sword, put it away casually, and said four words to Meng Yu: "Stick to your heart."

Meng Yu, who was prostrating on the ground, suddenly raised his head, looked at the big brother of the academy in front of him, tears filled his eyes, and prostrated himself on the ground again: "Thank you, big brother, for teaching the Dharma."

"It's also your destiny, so you can join my Qingyun Sect."

"Ah... my disciple is willing, willing." Unexpectedly, Meng Yu was flattered to be personally invited by the head of Qingyun Sect.

Bai Yunlou went up to help him up, and said: "Get up, yesterday's incident happened suddenly, it really surprised my junior brother."

"Although the master has broken the seal in the past, but in the end he sacrificed his life for righteousness, re-sealed the eyes of the formation, and restarted the formation. He didn't let the demon's plan succeed, but the younger brother still has hatred in his heart."

Meng Yu thought about it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "There was still some points, but now it has disappeared."

"That's good. In addition, there are rules for entering Qingyun Sect. You can ask Elder Xiaojing of Qingyun Sect later." Baiyunlou nodded.

Nangong Xiaojing's expression froze, and she hummed softly, beckoning Meng Yu to stand behind her, this quasi-disciple looked much more pleasing to the eye than that Luo Xiaoyu.

Suddenly Master Juehai's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and called the little monk Benyin who was standing quietly by the door, and said to Baiyunlou: "Little friend Yunlou, what do you think of my disciple Benyin?"

Bai Yunlou's heart trembled when he heard this, and he had a bad feeling, but he still replied seriously: "Little master Benyin has a clear mind, no distracting thoughts in his heart, he is a good buddhist buddhist."

"Sigh, little friend Yunlou doesn't know something. These appearances are false." Master Juehai shook his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to pat the head of little monk Benyin, as if some supernatural power had been patted away.

Baiyunlou raised his eyes here and saw that although the soul of the little monk Benyin was still clear, there were many silk threads coming out of the soul.

The most shocking thing was that a half-inch-long stubble grew on the top of the little monk Benyin's head.

All the academy disciples couldn't help but exclaimed.

Seeing what everyone was looking at, the little monk Benyin couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the top of his head~lightnovelpub.net~ The tentacle turned out to be a piece of thorny hair, and he was terrified and wanted to cry.

"Idiot." The old monk Juehai even used the magic power of Xuanyin while speaking.

The little monk Benyin was taken aback, and immediately shrank back the horror and some distracting thoughts that came out, but the half-inch thread of worry could never be shrunk back.

"Look, without the Purification Mantra, the truth is revealed."

"Master, the heart-cleaning mantra that I have practiced hard for many years... is it just gone?" Ben Yin was still a little dazed.

Abbot Juehai said with a Buddha-like face on his face: "Benyin, let go of the shackles of the Qingxin Mantra, and you no longer need to be restricted by the rules of the sect. From now on, you will be free. Let's go down the mountain to experience it today."

Looking at the stunned little monk Benyin, Abbot Juehai seemed to remember something, and continued: "By the way, after going down the mountain, the name of Benyin will no longer be used, and it will be called... Tianyin."

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