Heaven’s Shadow

Chapter 86: Trouble is Coming

Chapter 86: Trouble is Coming

Chapter 86 Trouble is Coming

"What should I do?" Lao Ma frowned in distress, and said, "It feels a bit troublesome."

Lu Chen glanced at him and said, "Maybe they didn't come after me."

Lao Ma was stunned and said, "Then who are they coming for?"

"You." Lu Chen looked at the old horse's fat face and said seriously, "The person who can open a shop in such a nonsense alley must be a big fat sheep who is so stupid and easy to deceive. I think that's what the little girl must have thought."

"Fuck off!" Lao Ma cursed angrily, then took out a finger-thick scroll from his arms and threw it to him. Lu Chen caught it, opened it and took a look, and asked at the same time: "What is this?"

"Some of the most famous people in the Kunlun Sect, the young generation's outstanding talents, the children of the aristocratic families with deep backgrounds, and some people with strange temperaments and behaviors, about them, including Daoism and magic weapons, all that can be inquired about is written on it. In addition, there are some situations at the main halls of the Kunlun Sect. You can read it when you have time. After you write it down, burn this book.

Lu Chen was silent for a long time, the joke on his face disappeared, but he sat up straight, then straightened his expression, and said to Lao Ma: "Thank you."

Lao Ma grinned and said: "This thing should be seen by people who understand it, so that it is enjoyable."

Lu Chen sighed, and said to him: "You have such abilities, and you can actually do many great things. It's a bit of a disadvantage to hang out with people like me."

Lao Ma said: "Is there anything bigger in the world than what you are going to do?"

Lu Chen sneered, put the book away, then lifted the flagon to pour wine for Lao Ma and himself, and asked at the same time: "What do you know about the person we are looking for?"

Lao Ma shook his head and said, "I have no clue. We don't know anything about that person, whether he is male or female, old or young, high or low, except that he is lurking in the Kunlun sect to do something big, other than that, we don't know anything else."

Lu Chen raised the wine glass, clinked it with Lao Ma, and drank it down, saying: "Take your time to find it."

Three days later, Lu Chen went to Kunlun Mountain, joined the Kunlun School, and became a Kunlun disciple who was envied by most ordinary people.

This was a layer of dazzling halo, like a gilded and dazzling coat, draped over his body. For outsiders it looked so beautiful, except for the insiders who were also on Kunlun Mountain.

As Lao Ma said before, although Kunlun, a famous school of 5,000 years, had the most strict rules and was the most honest, faithful and righteous, but after so many years, the persistence passed down by the ancestors of the past had finally been flexible.

In addition to the 500 newcomer disciples who were formally admitted to the sect at the grand Immortal Appreciation Conference, another 250 people from the Kunlun faction were sneaked in privately. Lu Chen was one of them, and unfortunately, his natural talent root was considered the worst of the category.

In the world of cultivation, the talent and roots were based on the five-element disc in Qihai Dantian, the more divine pillars there were, the higher the talent. Generally speaking, only disciples who had at least two five-element pillars would be accepted by such famous sects as the Kunlun Sect. The hope of success for a disciple of one pillar was too small, and it was not worth the loss to put spiritual resources on such a person.

Yes, Lu Chen was the kind of person who felt that the gain was not worth the loss, but such a person was actually not uncommon on Kunlun Mountain, because who did not have the dream of becoming an Immortal, no matter how poor the root was, there was always hope .

Besides, even if there was no hope of becoming an Immortal, if you could get some opportunities on Kunlun Mountain and practice some Daoist magical powers, not only would your own strength be greatly increased, but your lifespan would also be extended a lot, why not do it?

This kind of thinking was naturally human, and it was impossible for the high-ranking elders of the famous Kunlun family to care about these trivial matters. No one had a relative, and it was not sent in for nothing. So under such a slightly gray background behind the light, Lu Chen entered the Kunlun School safely and calmly, without attracting anyone's attention, and became a handyman disciple with the lowest status in the Kunlun School.

However, since it was the lowest status, it was impossible for the Kunlun School to support idlers, so Lu Chen was quickly arranged to work and came to the "Baicao* Hall" with a large number of other handyman disciples of the Kunlun School together with the Kunlun sect to plant a variety of spiritual herbs.

The majestic Kunlun, the number one mountain in the West, looked from a distance, but you could only see the undulating peaks and clouds like waves. In the deepest part of the huge mountain range, the clouds gathered like a vast ocean. At the end of the far-reaching view, you could vaguely see the clouds floating in the sky. The figures of the four misty and indistinct strange peaks on the mountain could be said to have taken away all the magic of heaven and earth.

However, only the most elite part of the Kunlun School could set foot in that kind of spiritual land, and ordinary handyman disciples were not even qualified to approach it.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Chen had been in the Kunlun School for a month.

In the past month, he was no different from everyone around him. Everyone got up early and went to bed late every day, working extremely hard for the spiritual grass crops in the spiritual field of the Kunlun Immortal family, hoping that one day they would get a chance and stand out from the crowd. .

The Kunlun School's miscellaneous disciples were extremely large, claiming that there were only 60,000 to 70,000 of the 100,000 disciples were such people, in a way, it was the countless secular people down the mountain and the many miscellaneous disciples on the mountain who had been working hard to support a small part of the elite of the Kunlun School.

As for Hundred Herb Hall specifically, after Lu Chen came here, he set aside a one-acre spiritual field for him to plant spiritual grass, and handed in a fixed amount of harvest every harvest season, which would be regarded as his completion of the task. If the amount turned in is insufficient, there would be punishment, and if there was excess harvest, it would be rewarded. Most of the handyman disciples rely on these hard-earned excess harvests in exchange for a little bit of hope of becoming famous in the future.

Hope is the best thing, isn't it?

For most people, yes; for Lu Chen, no.

He lived quietly in the Kunlun School, and then quietly looked at the giant Kunlun School in the shadow of the crowd. After getting familiar with the situation here, he also began to touch what he wanted little by little.

That mysterious devil sect spy, of course, there were still no trace, but in this month, Lu Chen had learned some things: for example, the Kunlun faction's two great true monarchs, true monarch Bai Chen was perennial in the sky dome between the clouds on the mountain peak of seclusion, Tian Lan true monarch was again went to the true immortal alliance of immortal city, seems to be very busy look.

This year, the Kunlun School had recruited more than 700 new disciples. Fortunately, many talented newcomers had emerged, but those were phoenixes flying on the branches, and they had almost nothing to do with sparrows like Lu Chen.

And Hong Chuan, whom he had met once before, had indeed left Kunlun Mountains a few days ago, and it was said that he had gone to the far northern region to hone his state of mind and Daoism.

When Lu Chen heard the news, he sighed for that friend in his heart. But soon, he thought that he would be very quiet and dormant in Kunlun for a long, long time, and suddenly turned into waves.

It was one afternoon one month after he went up to the mountain, on the edge of the forest where his Spiritual Field was, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance walking out of the forest again, that was Yi Xin.

That day, Yi Xin's face seemed a little pale. Although her face was still so beautiful, she seemed a little out of her mind. She didn't notice Lu Chen among the many handyman disciples working in the spiritual field not far away.

Lu Chen didn't turn around, thinking that Kunlun Mountain was so big, if you miss today, he won't see her again, it was a problem!

Then, he suddenly heard a scream coming from behind, the voice was sharp, and for some reason, it suddenly reminded him of that journey in the Land of Confusion. Lu Chen shook his head and sighed, thinking of trouble...

Baicao* Hall - Hundred Herb Hall