After understanding the situation, Lin Yisheng couldn't help but laugh at himself, and at the same time he felt a little sad.
After a battle with Ancestor Yuan Chen, he came to this strange place inexplicably and became another person.
It must be said that God's will is unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people.
"I don't know what happened to Ling Shuang and Jiang Chen..."
He just sighed secretly in his heart.
Lin Yisheng would soon have to face reality again.
Now was not the time to consider that kind of thing.
He had to adapt to his new identity and new environment as soon as possible and live well.
Lin Yisheng is a rational person, and he quickly adjusted his mood and re-examined his current situation.
His current identity is the young master of the Xuanxin Sect, and he has a cheap father with the title of sect leader.
The situation seems not as bad as imagined.
Maybe the days will be easier in the future.
Lin Yisheng can't help but smile happily...
But soon, Lin Yisheng couldn't laugh anymore, because the part of the memory that originally belonged to Xing Chenzi suddenly appeared, and a trembling feeling came from the depths of his soul.
This native monk had a bone-deep fear of heavenly calamity.
Because when Lin Yisheng carefully searched the memory fragments deep in his mind, he found that things were worse than imagined.
Lin Yisheng has now entered a world that is completely different from the Tianyuan world.
The practice methods and realm divisions here are also completely different from Lin Yisheng's previous understanding.
And he is now in a place called Qiling Star, and Xuanxin Sect is one of the many inconspicuous small sects in the nearby star field.
It has only been established for less than three thousand years and has hundreds of millions of official disciples.
The original Xingchenzi.
Because he is obsessed with herbal medicine and alchemy all day long, which are considered by the spiritual world as "side jobs".
As a result, he, a guy with low talent to begin with, actually spent 800 years practicing and still hasn't reached the spiritual infant state.
Such progress in practice.
There is almost no hope of Taoism.
When the disaster comes, it is destined to turn into ashes.
Lin Yisheng learned from reading Xingchenzi's memories that his original "self" had mediocre cultivation qualifications and was unwilling to put in more effort.
As a result, he had bumps and bumps along the way and it took nearly 100 years to complete the foundation building.
It took more than 500 years to condense the Yuan Dan with the help of my father, and even before my death, I was unable to cultivate the Spiritual Infant!
In order to help Xingchenzi survive the catastrophe safely, Xingchenzi's father Xuanxin had set out to Chaoshen Valley a hundred and fifty years ago to collect purple ginseng, an elixir that can increase longevity, hoping to bring it back to Xingchenzi.
Taking Xingchenzi can extend your life span by one to two hundred years.
As a result, Xingchenzi waited patiently for more than 150 years, but still could not wait for his father to come back.
In the end, he had no choice but to forcibly overcome the tribulation and died.
"This world is really ruthless."
Lin Yisheng shook his head and sighed helplessly.
Speaking of Xuanxin Sect, the history of this sect can only be regarded as a scratch in the world of cultivation.
It was founded by Master Xuanxin three thousand years ago and is located on Qiling Star.
The sect has developed over a long period of time.
It has controlled five surrounding planets and thousands of mortal kingdoms, and its power is not bad.
It can barely rank among the few nearby small star fields.
What surprised Lin Yisheng was that the life span of monks in this world was generally relatively short.
Practitioners have Xuan Gong to protect their bodies, so they will naturally not suffer from old age, illness or death.
Just look at the situation in the Tianyuan World.
The years of a practitioner are often measured in tens of thousands of years.
Compared with mortals, they are already considered immortal.
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But here, whenever a cultivator wants to enter a new realm, he will inevitably encounter disaster.
If you can survive it, you will live; if you cannot survive it, you will die.
There are no exceptions, which makes people shudder.
Just because a practitioner has seen through life and death does not mean that he is not afraid of death.
Lin Yisheng himself understood very well that it is precisely because he is afraid of death that he has to practice!
In this world, even practicing has become so dangerous that Lin Yisheng has no choice but to be cautious.
From Xingchenzi's memory, Lin Yisheng also roughly understood that the cultivation levels in this world are roughly divided into nine stages: foundation building, Yuan Dan, spiritual infant, heavenly soul, golden body, combined soul, Mingshen, refining the void, and reaching the sky.
Each stage is a level, and you have to go through a disaster.
You can imagine how difficult it is to survive.
What's even more terrifying is that once you start practicing, once your cultivation and longevity reach a certain limit, even if you use various means to temporarily suppress it, you will eventually have to face the problem that makes all cultivators talk about it - doom.
Lin Yisheng was full of curiosity about this strange world of practitioners.
He searched the memories of Xingchenzi in his mind from time to time, hoping to find more valuable information to restore his body to its best condition as soon as possible and become familiar with all the people in the sect.
The human condition better plays the role of Xingchenzi.
For more than half a month, Lin Shengsheng used the excuse of being weak after the tribulation to stay in seclusion in a palace specially assigned to him by the sect.
It wasn't until he digested all the memories in Xingchenzi's mind that he reopened the long-closed palace door.
On that day, the news of Xingchenzi's release spread throughout the sect, and many junior brothers and sisters in the sect who were close to Xingchenzi came to congratulate him.
"Second senior brother!"
"Congratulations to the second senior brother for successfully overcoming the tribulation.
He will have another 1,600 years of life and is expected to be promoted to the Heavenly Soul Realm!"
"What about the Heavenly Soul Realm?
If Second Senior Brother is willing to take it seriously, the Golden Body Realm will be a no-brainer!"
At this time, someone else smiled and echoed: "If the sect leader comes back, he will be very happy!"
As soon as Lin Yisheng emerged from the light, he was surrounded by a group of boys and girls dressed in white.
The whole hall suddenly became lively.
He couldn't help but sigh that Xing Chenzi's cultivation level was not very good, but his popularity in the sect was quite good.
Taking a deep breath and calming down, Lin Yisheng quickly began to get into the role.
From today on, he is Xingchenzi, the second generation disciple of Xuanxin Sect.
"Second Senior Brother!
That day I saw a huge thundercloud floating over the Health Palace, and thunder struck down from the sky.
Second Senior Brother, are you really okay?"
The person who said this was a little junior sister with big watery eyes and a cute appearance.
She was looking at Lin Yisheng with a pitiful look, which made people feel very moved.
However, Lin Yisheng had already passed the age of being unable to look away from beautiful girls, so he just smiled and said: "Everyone is interested, I'm fine."
Lin Yisheng sat on the futon, smiling slightly, trying his best to imitate Xingchenzi's usual broad and gentle temperament so as not to be exposed.
Most people in the sect were sincerely happy that the second senior brother could survive the catastrophe.
They gathered together for several days to celebrate this matter, which made Lin Yisheng feel warm in his heart and gradually began to accept it. own new identity. … In the blink of an eye, three months passed, and Lin enjoyed a rare and peaceful life.
One clear day, at the foot of Yanyun Mountain, in front of the huge stone with the three big green characters of "Xuanxin Sect" engraved on it, I saw stone steps made of blue bricks, like a ladder to the sky, leading straight to the top of the mountain.
Yanyun Mountain is the largest mountain group in Qiling Star, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
It is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, just like smoke clouds, hence its name.
This mountain is filled with aura, high and steep.
It was spotted by Master Xuanxin three thousand years ago and has since become the dojo of Xuanxin Sect.
At the foot of Yanyun Mountain, there is a Taoist temple.
Although it is not luxurious, it is also ingenious.
The layout and structure of the entire building are cleverly integrated with the surrounding environment.
From this point alone, we can see how profound the Taoist practice is of the Taoist who established this Taoist temple.
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Standing at the gate of the Taoist temple were two young men wearing red armor, holding the magic swords issued by the Taoist temple.
They looked like stone carvings, standing motionless in front of the gate, looking straight ahead with serious expressions.
At the foot of the mountain, a girl wearing an emerald green gauze dress was slowly walking up to the top of the mountain.
The steps are as light as a sparrow, as if the mountain road is nothing.
… At this time, on Yanyun Mountain, in the Yangxin Hall where Lin Yisheng lived.
"Master!
Are you okay?"
A petite and exquisite Loli ran into Lin Yisheng's arms.
He raised his head and stared at Lin Yisheng with his two big watery eyes.
His face was so pretty and delicate that people couldn't help but want to hold it in their hands and take care of it.
"I'm fine!
Stop crying!
Lan Xi..."
Lin Yisheng gently touched the girl's head with a faint smile on his face.
Through his memory, he knew that the girl in front of him, whose Taoist name was Lan Xi, was the youngest among all the three generations of disciples in the sect and the only disciple of Xingchenzi.
Lan Xi was born in a farm family, with a low self-esteem and a cowardly character.
She met Xing Chenzi by chance while collecting herbs in the mountains, and then followed her to practice for ten years.
The submissive farm girl in the past has now completed the foundation building and revealed her extraordinary qualifications.
She has become a rising star in the sect, and her destiny has undergone earth-shaking changes. … At the foot of the mountain, the girl in green had already reached the entrance of the mountain, but the two young disciples in red armor obviously did not recognize her.
They held two magic swords horizontally and threatened: "Who is coming?"
"I am Baguio, a disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect!
You two, please go up to the mountain and tell Xingchenzi to come out to see me!
Do you hear me?"
Baguio raised her chin slightly, took out her token from the Xuanzhen Sect, and waved it towards the two of them.
"It turns out they are disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect!
Please forgive us for being rude.
We will report it right now.
Please wait a moment, Fairy!"
After seeing Baguio's token, the two guards immediately saluted, and then used the jade tokens on their waists to contact the sect.
After confirming Baguio's identity, they made way for her to go up the mountain.
On the mountain, in the Yangxin Hall, there was another person at this time.
"Second Senior Brother!
Have you survived the thunder tribulation?"
Han Shangzi stepped forward and hugged Lin Yisheng, looking surprised and not hiding his joy at this time.
A month ago, when he suddenly heard that Xing Chenzi had survived the catastrophe, he was so happy that he dropped the matters at hand and hurried across the sea of stars back to the sect to congratulate him, which shows his eagerness.
When Han Shangzi first entered the sect, he was often taken care of by Xingchenzi, so the two had a good personal relationship.
He had been worried that Xingchenzi would not be able to survive the thunder tribulation a long time ago, so he had always been in a heavy heart.
Now that Xingchenzi has survived the thunderstorm safely, how can he not be overjoyed?
(To be continued...)