At this time, the young woman whispered in a low voice: "Now that the masters of the nine Taoist sects are gathered here, we two demon sects come here, and it always feels like a sheep in a tiger's mouth."
The older man reprimanded: "It's the Holy Cult! It's not a demonic sect."
The young woman couldn't help but mumbled: "Everyone is shouting like this. I also think it's quite majestic to shout like this."
"You are shouting like this because others are slandering us. You are also shouting that your brain is broken." The older man said with an angry look on his face.
"Oh, Master, don't you talk about the Demon Cult sometimes?" The young woman stuck out her tongue and held her arm coquettishly.
The other sect disciples passing by looked sideways, thinking that it was really disgusting that this woman was so ugly and would deliberately do such cute things.
Speaking of which, her uvula seems to be quite pink...
At this time, the young woman glared at those people fiercely: "If it weren't for the fact that my identity was not exposed today, I would have dug out those guys' eyes."
The older woman smiled slightly and said: "This is my devil... Ahem, the style of the Holy Cult, calm down, we are about to reach the mountain gate, there seems to be something checked over there."
The group of people soon arrived at the mountain gate, where stood a group of Zhengyang Sect disciples. They were all tall and straight, and their vitality fluctuated far and wide. It was obvious that they had good cultivation.
The older woman sighed secretly: "Just one Zhengyang Sect has so many talents, and even the disciples who guard the gate have such cultivation, our holy sect will be in an increasingly difficult situation in the future."
The young woman consoled her: "Master, don't worry too much. It seems that the Zhengyang Sect has carefully selected them to act as facades. They are definitely not the true average level of their disciples. The hypocrites of the decent sect love to do these superficial things. "
The older woman nodded happily: "Yes, especially Bingshi Nu's sect likes to do this. She is sentimental for her master."
These two people were naturally Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei from the Demon Sect. At this time, they seemed to have changed their appearance and makeup. Even if Zu An was so familiar with them, it would be difficult to recognize them face to face.
"Dear guests, please stay." At this time, a few of them came to the front of the mountain. A Zhengyang Sect disciple guarding the mountain gate came forward and said politely: "I wonder if you have an invitation letter?"
After finishing speaking, he was afraid that the other party would be displeased, so he hurriedly added: "Every year, there are many people who come to explore and visit Muzi Mountain. This time there are so many people in the Nine Sects of the competition that we cannot distinguish them one by one. In order to ensure that the Nine Sects of the Competition are not successful. I will be disturbed by others, so I just made this bad move, I hope senior can forgive me."
Yun Jianyue nodded slightly, while Qiu Honglei handed over a jade token with a smile.
After seeing this jade plaque, the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect breathed a sigh of relief. This is a specially made invitation card from the Zhengyang Sect and cannot be copied by outsiders.
But which sect is this junior sister? She has a really strong cultivation heart. Even though she looks like this... she can still be so optimistic. She is really a model for our generation to learn from.
At this time, he read the information on the jade plaque and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It turns out to be Elder Peng from Kongming Island. I have admired him for a long time. Follow this road up the mountain, where is the Golden Summit. When the time comes, a disciple will arrange for you Check in…”
As he spoke, he called a junior brother to lead them the way.
Yun Jianyue nodded and strode directly inside. Qiu Honglei hurriedly followed, thinking that Master should be calm. I was so nervous for fear of having my identity revealed.
After they left, several Zhengyang Sect disciples quietly transmitted messages: "I heard that the nine sects of Taoism have developed differently, and many sects have become lonely. I originally thought that no matter how lonely I was, I wouldn't be so lonely, but today I... I’ve seen it before, but there are only such a few people on Kongming Island, and it’s only led by an elder, and the disciples don’t seem to have high cultivation levels.”
"What's going on with Elder Peng who is taking the lead? I've never heard of him. He still looks so arrogant. He doesn't even want to say anything to us. Let's make it clear. They look down on us."
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"I have heard that there is a female elder with a very weird temper in Kongming Island. Her surname seems to be Peng. It's just that she lives in seclusion and has a bad temper. No one likes her, so you must not mess with her. After all, she is a sect of elders. .”
"We won't open our eyes to that point."
"The key is that they look a bit...abstract, and they don't have the fairy-like spirit that our Taoist sect should have."
At this time, the leading man scolded: "Looks are innate, please be careful what you say!"
"Yes, senior brother!" Several other people were shocked and did not dare to joke in private anymore.
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The Zishan Mountain Range is located in Yi County. There are many myths and legends from ancient times to the present. Because Wang Wuxie, the leader of the Zhengyang Sect, strongly supported Emperor Taizu, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he rewarded Zishan as a dojo in terms of merit and deeds. He was granted the title of National Master.
Therefore, although Zishan is only a few hundred miles away from Yicheng, it has a transcendent status in Yi County and is not under the jurisdiction of the local government or the Yan Palace.
The Zishan Mountains in a broad sense stretch for thousands of miles, but the Zishan Mountains that everyone often refers to are within the scope of the Zhengyang Sect Taoist Temple. In addition to the main peak Woyunding, there are also Tianchi Peak, Bailong Peak, Tiansun Peak, Guanxin Peak, Xixin Peak, and Xianxin Peak. There are several smaller sub-peaks such as Yanfeng and Leiyin Peak, and there are countless other smaller peaks.
Those secondary peaks are often occupied by sect elders, people with transcendent status, who lead their disciples to practice on their respective peaks.
Let's talk about Zu An and his party marching to Zishan. The journey of hundreds of miles would have taken a few days at least for the ancient army in the previous life. However, this is a world of cultivation, and the Yulin Guards are carefully selected soldiers, all of whom have advanced cultivation. The horse he was equipped with was also a different breed of horse, and he arrived at the foot of Zishan Mountain in about half a day.
Listening to Xie Daoyun's story, Zu An couldn't help but sigh that this Zhengyang Sect is really a big family, no wonder it is now the head of the nine sects of the Taoist sect.
"The dense purple energy that rises every day here on the Zishan Mountain is of great benefit to practice, and can also promote the growth of various elixirs and mineral deposits. Therefore, the Zhengyang Sect is getting stronger and stronger." At this time, Xie Daoyun personally The soldier in military uniform followed him by his side, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was particularly lovely.
Zu An asked Xie Daoyun curiously: "What is the origin of the dense purple energy? Is it true that no one has been able to find out for thousands of years?"
"Many experts have gone into the mountain to investigate before, but all returned without success," Xie Daoyun shook his head, "In the past hundred years, Zishan has become the dojo of the Zhengyang Sect, and idlers are no longer allowed to enter the mountain to investigate."
Zu An smiled: "I wouldn't want other practitioners to visit my territory every day."
Not far away, Zhang Zijiang and Wang Bolin watched the two of them chatting happily, and they thought at the same time, how great it would be if they had such a handsome soldier. They couldn't enjoy hugging each other in the tent every day.
The two of them subconsciously looked at the foot-picking big men around them, and their stomachs suddenly turned upside down.
At this time, Zu An asked again about the situation of the National Preceptor Wang Wuxie, and Xie Daoyun replied: "The Imperial Preceptor is a man of amazing talent and beauty. At that time, the Zhengyang Sect was actually in the middle and lower reaches among the nine sects of the Tao Sect. He was completely alone. The power has brought the entire sect to its current height."
"At a young age, he defeated many fellow disciples of the Zhengyang Sect, and later won the first prize in the nine-sect competition of the Dao Sect, setting a record for the youngest person to win the first prize."
"He was born with extraordinary handsomeness. He charmed many female monks back then. It's a pity that he has never been married."
Zu An was stunned: "As a national master and a Taoist sect, he can still marry a wife and have children?"
"Of course. Among the nine sects of the Taoist sect, except for a few sects such as Bai Yujing who do not prohibit marriage, other sects do not strictly prohibit marriage. Of course, for those who practice Taoism, marriage is definitely not encouraged."
Zu Anxin wanted to break the rules, which caused so many obstacles between Yan Xuehen and Chu Chuyan and me.
"You made him so attractive, but he never got married. Could it be that he doesn't like women?" Zu An asked curiously.
Xie Daoyun's face turned red: "What are you thinking? The reason why he never married is actually because of a woman."
Zu An was startled: "What kind of woman is so charming that she can get such an outstanding person to this position?"
"You have seen this woman before." Xie Daoyun said with a smile.
Zu An was stunned and suddenly looked strange: "Isn't it Bai Yujing's Master Yan again?"
"Who else could it be if it wasn't her?" Xie Daoyun said matter-of-factly.
Zu An: "..."
