At the Great Universe Flying Tower, it had been two days since everyone had left the Blackheaven Sect.
Wang Lin was wearing a purple robe. He was elegant and had an extraordinary aura as he stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.
In these two days, the disciples gradually recovered from the excitement of ascending the Great Universe Flying Building. After all, they were all considered talents of the time and had firm wills. Taking advantage of the opportunity to travel with Wang Lin, many disciples went to ask Wang Lin for advice.
Wang Lin didn't put on airs. In his eyes, he was the future sect leader of the Mysterious Sky Sect, and these disciples would be his strength in the future. Wang Lin also explained some of the difficult things these disciples had to say about their cultivation. Wang Lin gave answers to all kinds of questions after thinking for a bit. This showed Wang Lin's deep understanding of the dao and made everyone admire him even more.
The outer sect disciples were even more ecstatic. There were countless disciples in the Blackheaven Sect. Naturally, it was impossible for everyone to have their own master to guide them in cultivation. The disciples of the Blackheaven Sect were divided into disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and true disciples.
Among them, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples who lived outside the territory under the jurisdiction of the Blackheaven Sect. They could usually accept missions issued by the sect and obtain merit points to exchange for mental cultivation techniques or Dao techniques, or they could choose to attend spiritual gatherings. The dream of these disciples was to pass the test and become an outer sect disciple one day.
There were tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, and outer sect disciples could be considered as real disciples of the Blackheaven Sect. Every month, the sect would give out cultivation resources, and everyone had a lecturer. However, a lecturer elder had hundreds of disciples, so he naturally could not take care of everyone.
There were hundreds of inner sect disciples, and those who could become inner sect disciples were all geniuses. When everyone became an inner sect disciple, they would be vying to be accepted as disciples by many elders. The cultivation resources would also be different from before.
There was no need to talk about the Successive Disciples. There were hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Blackheaven Sect, but there were only seven Successive Disciples. All of them were Heaven's Favorites.
At this moment, a female disciple surnamed Zhang said in a cocky tone,""Senior brother Qin, I still don't understand what you're saying about this dao. I'm sorry I'm too stupid. Senior brother, can you personally guide me on how to use it successfully?”
Zhou Pingyue rolled her eyes and giggled."Why bother Junior Brother Qin with such a small matter? Junior Sister Zhang, why don't you follow me? I'll show you how to execute this dao art.”
Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Pingyue and forced a smile.""I don't need to trouble Senior Sister. I'll go back and think about it myself.”
Zhou Pingyue's smile faded and she said in a deep voice,""Why? Does Junior Sister Zhang not like me, Zhou Pingyue?”When Zhou Pingyue was smiling, no one felt anything, but when she turned hostile, everyone felt as if the air had frozen and they couldn't breathe.
Zhang Xiaoxiao was stunned. Zhou Pingyue was a true disciple of the Blackheaven Sect and had a high status. Even her master had to be polite to her. How could she dare to resist? She stuttered,"I'll listen to Senior Sister Zhou's orders."
Zhou Pingyue smiled again and said,""In that case, junior sister, come with me. I will definitely teach junior sister well.”
Seeing Zhang Xiaoxiao leave with Zhou Pingyue, the crowd couldn't help but sympathize with her. It seemed that Zhang Xiaoxiao was going to suffer this time!
After this incident, no one wanted to disturb Wang Lin anymore. They all bowed to Wang Lin and returned to their homes.
Wang Lin helplessly shook his head. As for what would happen to Zhang Xiaoxiao, he didn't care as long as she didn't die.
He looked at Bu Kun and said,"Pass down the order. I'm going into seclusion."”
Bu Kun bowed and left. There was still half a month before they reached the Lianyun Mountains, so Wang Lin naturally wouldn't waste these days.
If you don't work hard, others will work hard. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
Wang Lin knew this very well!
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