The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

After returning to the sect, I spent a few days in a three-person world with my two senior sisters.

Occasionally, I would take time to see if the female disciples had taken a good bath.

Only then did Tang Yu remember to find his cheap master Nangong Wuxin.

When I ran outside Nangong Wuxin's cave, there were already people waiting here.

"Hey, Deputy Sect Master."

Seeing Tang Yu coming, the elegant-looking middle-aged man greeted him with a smile. It was Tian Hengyu, the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect.

"Isn't this Lao Tian? I haven't seen him for a while, but he seems to have lost his energy. What do you want to do with my master?"

Tang Yu greeted the other party with a smile.

"This……"

Tian Hengyu looked a little embarrassed and said with an embarrassed smile: "We are all brothers, so we won't talk in circles. As you know, didn't I find two new Taoist companions in the past two years?"

"Oh, I know, I already have six Taoist companions. What a blessing. If you get the system of many children and many blessings, just wait for the Immortal Emperor to come out."

Tang Yu joked casually.

"What a blessing it is to have many children. I feel like my body can't bear it anymore, so I came to ask my ancestor. He has more Taoist companions than me. I want to know how he can get through it."

Tian Hengyu grinned and said, it really felt like his body was being hollowed out.

Then he came to his senses, looked at Tang Yu with a strange expression and said, "You seem to have more Taoist companions than me? Is there anything you can do?"

"I am extremely talented, and I am a cow that never dies from exhaustion."

Tang Yu chuckled.

Tian Hengyu looked at Tang Yu with a questioning expression, always feeling that this boy was lying to him.

Tang Yu casually threw out a bottle of elixir to Tian Hengyu and said, "This is the Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Flavor Emperor Pills. Take one pill every day. You will know after eating it."

"Okay, okay, brothers, I will remember this kindness."

After getting the treasure, Tian Hengyu was overjoyed and turned around and left.

As soon as he left, the door of Nangong Wuxin's cave opened, and Nangong Wuxin, who looked a little pale, appeared at the door and stretched out his hand to Tang Yu.

"Good disciple, give me ten bottles for Master."

"..."

Tang Yu was speechless and simply took out a storage ring and threw it over and said, "There are more than a hundred bottles in it. You old man, eat it slowly and treat me as a filial piety to you."

"Oh, good apprentice."

Nangong Wuxin caught the ring and quickly opened the bottle and took one. Immediately, her waist and legs no longer ached, and she felt completely comfortable.

"By the way, I also want to tell you about the relocation of the sect. You may have to pretend to be sick after moving to the Dayun Dynasty."

While the gift had just been given, Tang Yu started rubbing his hands together and made a somewhat embarrassing request.

"Why are you pretending to be sick?"

Nangong Wuxin was a little puzzled. He already knew about the relocation of the sect. Being able to go to the Middle-earth China, the sect would naturally flourish.

Why are you pretending to be sick?

"Is such that……"

Tang Yu told Nangong Wuxin what happened in detail.

Nangong Wuxin was almost sent away on the spot after hearing this.

If he hadn't broken through to the Mahayana stage, he would have almost burped right now.

But I have made a breakthrough, and my lifespan has increased a lot!

"It's such a great act of filial piety!"

Nangong Wuxin was really filial, but this boy dared to say such nonsense.

"It's okay if your old man doesn't want to. I don't think it's good either."

Tang Yu sighed and said with a guilty look on his face: "In that case, let's not go to the Middle-earth China to bother us. It's good now."

"Well, when you say that, I really feel uncomfortable. It seems that I won't live for a few more years."

Nangong Wuxin turned around faster than flipping through a book.

What the hell, even if I die now, I can't delay the sect's development in the Middle-earth China!

If I can accomplish this, I, the ancestor, will be qualified to hang out with the ancestor in the ancestral hall!

After all, this boy is his apprentice, doesn't his credit belong to him?

"Then it's settled. Don't worry, you don't have to pretend for too long. I will find a reason to extend your life or find an opportunity for you to break through. Until then, just stay in the sect and don't wander around. .”

After easily defeating Nangong Wuxin, Tang Yu chatted with him about the subsequent development of the sect.

Nangong Wuxin wasn't particularly concerned about the sect's affairs, so he was used to letting go of the shopkeeper.

Anyway, the two apprentices have done everything, so he can just be the mascot of the ancestor in the sect.

"By the way, what should you do with your reincarnation formation? Do you want to continue it?"

After talking about the business, Nangong Wuxin suddenly remembered this matter. After all, Tang Yu had attached great importance to this matter before.

"Reincarnation Formation?"

Tang Yu asked curiously: "How is Lin Xuan doing now?"

"After the thousandth reincarnation, I already had no thoughts. Now that I have been reincarnated more than ten thousand times, there has been no movement for a long time. In other words, I have completely given up."

Nangong Wuxin sighed and said, "You are a bad boy, letting people repeat reincarnation in a mediocre life where death is not easy and there is no hope of living, killing people and killing people."

Although his apprentice is not a good person, he is usually not very bad, at least he rarely does any evil things.

This reincarnation formation is somewhat fatal.

"Just give up thinking. It's good. Let people continue to watch. The rest will be left to chance."

The goal has been achieved, and Tang Yu doesn't care about it anymore.

After death, there may be other ways to resurrect.

If your heart dies, then you are completely dead.

As for Lin Xuan regaining consciousness after the formation was broken, Tang Yu didn't care about it anymore.

The gap in strength between the two sides has widened too much. It's like walking through a book and becoming a villain, but it depends on what level of villain you become.

If it is a villain of the level of the big boss behind the scenes, and he is guarding the corpse in the Novice Village for the first time, even Long Aotian can't do anything, not to mention that this guy's ring, the old man... and his eldest sister were all taken away by him.

The senior leaders of the Hehuan Sect gathered together for a meeting, and eventually the Hehuan Sect was split into two sects, the upper and lower sects.

All the elites went to the new sect in Middle-earth China to station and practice.

The elders take turns to be on duty and are responsible for teaching disciples to practice in the original old sect, and continue to recruit disciples here.

Newly recruited disciples will have higher talent requirements, and only those who meet the conditions can go to the Shangzong in Middle-earth China to practice.

In other words, the old sect is now used as a novice village, specifically to train talents for the sect. People can go to big cities, but they have to keep their old homes at home.

Whether the elders and disciples who were left behind would have any resentment towards this, that naturally did not exist.

Most people have left, and those who stay can get more training resources.

If I get more training resources, I won't be able to get further qualifications to go to the Shangzong.

There's nothing more to say about that.

After the matter was settled smoothly, Nangong Wuxin, the ancestor of the sect, held a sect meeting.

After learning that the sect was going to develop in China, many disciples were excited but also felt uneasy.

After all, they have to live in a new environment, and for monks like them who have lived in the southern region since childhood, Middle-earth China is a completely different place.

In the south, the Mahayana period is already an ancestor-level existence.

But in China, it is said that in the Mahayana period one can only be an elder in a large sect.