There are three mountains in Sanqing, namely Taiqing, Yuqing and Shangqing.
Baopu Zhenjun, the first leader of the Shangqing Dynasty, is a veteran monk in the late Yuanying stage. He is the monk closest to the realm of spirit transformation within the Yuanying realm of the Sanqing Dao Sect. There are also rumors that he is only half a step away from becoming a spirit.
As the leader of Shangqing Mountain, Baopu Zhenjun rarely appears in front of the disciples of Sanqing Dao Sect. He practices in seclusion all year round. To this day, Zhan Tai Mingyue is still Baopu Zhenjun’s only disciple.
"Back, Mingyue."
When a sigh rang out in the hall, everyone looked for the sound, only to find that a figure in white robes had appeared at the door of the hall.
The old man has an ordinary face, but his eyes are unforgettable. They are as clear and clean as a newborn baby. When he looks at a person quietly, he seems to have no cover in front of him.
Although True Lord Chonghe and True Lord Duanyi are also True Lords of Nascent Soul, they still unconsciously feel like juniors in front of True Lord Baopu. They are also aware of the profoundness of his cultivation, so they did not notice his arrival and did not feel anything. .
But Zhenjun Yidu, who was also a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, still had a smile on his face, but his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
This call also brought back Zhan Taimingyue's thoughts.
Hearing this long-lost calm voice, the long-standing memory in Zhan Taimingyue's mind suddenly became as clear as yesterday. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhenjun Baopu, with a somewhat complicated and nostalgic look on her face. Finally, she turned calm and said, "Master, I came back."
The sound of 'Master' made the Yidu Zhenjun present look slightly sideways, his expression also a little complicated.
Baopu Zhenjun nodded calmly, and with one step, he was already in front of Zhan Tai Mingyue.
The empress monk with a gentle breath and a calm expression sighed slightly in front of Zhan Tai Mingyue, then stretched out his hand and gently stroked his head, "Thank you for your hard work."
A faint sound of "hard work" contained gentleness, sigh, and tenderness. Although before this, Zhan Taimingyue had never felt that she had worked hard, but for some reason, in front of the clear-eyed old man in front of her, she felt With this faint sigh, Zhan Taimingyue felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.
Is it hard?
Zhan Tai Mingyue has never felt that it was hard. Although she lived in the boundless sea, she became a disciple of the Yuanying monk and even became a saint in Penglai. How could she feel hard?
But if you think about it carefully, how could it not be hard work?
Before she regained her memory, her past, her origin, everything about her was blank. She seemed to have no place in the world, and she felt like she was floating in the sea without any roots. It gnawed at her heart.
Later, her memory recovered little by little, but at that time, when she gradually began to accept that she was a disciple of Penglai and a person of Wuyuanhai, the gradually recovered memory began to shake her mind again, constantly Impacting and colliding with the world she finally rebuilt.
When it comes to subsequent choices and hesitations, Zhan Taimingyue is not good at expressing her thoughts and emotions, but this does not mean that she has no thoughts and emotions.
Therefore, just a short and gentle sentence of "Thank you" made the always cold Jindan Master lower his eyes, covering up the softness rarely revealed in his eyes.
However, half of the people in the main hall were Nascent Soul cultivators, so they were aware of the changes in Zhan Tai Mingyue's mood.
Zhenjun Yidu also lowered his eyes. It turned out to be such a sect. It was no wonder that Qingyue, that girl, was reluctant to give up.
Chonghe Zhenjun raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Ito Zhenjun with a vague gaze. He was already thinking about how to negotiate and use words with this overseas monk later.
As for Zhenjun Duanyi, he looked at the action of hugging Zhenjun Pu, then looked at the expression of his little disciple, and thought carefully whether he should do it so gently and gently.
Lingchu didn't know what terrible thoughts came into his master's mind, but he took a few curious glances at Pu Zhenjun.
She had always known that Senior Sister Mingyue's master was a Yuanhou monk and the first Lord Baopu of Shangqing Mountain, but after hearing about it for so many years, this was the first time she saw him.
Xu Shi Lingchu's furtive gaze was too blatant. Xu Shi Yuan's monk's spiritual sense was really sensitive. Zhenjun Baopu suddenly turned his head and looked at Lingchu, and then smiled gently.
Suddenly meeting Baopu Zhenjun's gaze, Lingchu was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously showed a cute smile.
The smile on Baopu Zhenjun's lips grew wider, and he said to Zhenjun Duanyi, "You have a good idea of accepting a disciple."
Without waiting for Zhenjun Duanyi to react, he looked at Zhenjun Chonghe again and said, "If you keep cultivating him well, another Si Bai may appear."
Lingchu reacted very quickly this time. He instantly understood that Baopu Zhenjun was praising him. He smiled with his eyes curled up, tugged at the hem of his master Duanyi Zhenjun's clothes, and smiled softly.
Duanyi Zhenjun also laughed, thanked Pu Zhenjun with a smile, and looked at Chonghe Zhenjun with a smile.
Because one of his disciples, Si Bai, Chong and the head master showed off among their group of Nascent Souls.
Chonghe Zhenjun ignored Zhenjun Duanyi's eyes, and instead stretched out his hand to guide Baopu Zhenjun to look at Zhenjun Yidu, and introduced, "This is Zhenjun Yidu from Penglai Immortal Island in the Infinite Sea."
In an instant, the eyes of Baopu Zhenjun and Yidu Zhenjun met.
"Fellow Taoist Yidu."
"Fellow Taoist Baopu."
The two of them saluted each other in tandem, and the atmosphere between them was quite gentle.
There was no other way. The other master who met his apprentice was not a monk from the same sect. How to get along with him like this? None of the monks present had experience, even if they were both Yuanhou monks.
The only option is to remain polite and silent.
"Fellow Daoist Yidu's coming to our East Continent and entering Sanqing is not something he can accomplish in a day. Why don't we settle down today and allow me to take fellow Daoist Yidu and my friend Wuge to visit the scenery of Sanqing." , wash your hands after staying here, and discuss it in detail tomorrow."
"As for Lingchu and Mingyue, they haven't returned for a long time. The elders and disciples in the sect are worried about them. Why don't we go back to the cave with our master first? Everyone is within Sanqing, so it will be very convenient to meet each other in the future."
"I wonder what you guys think?"
No one had any objections.
Chonghe Zhenjun is worthy of being the head of the sect. When he saw everyone in the hall, he recognized those who should be relatives and recognized those who should be acquainted. Next, it was time to prepare for negotiations with Penglai.
He came from thousands of miles away and was still a Yuan Dynasty monk. He could always mention the difference between the Eastern Continent and the Infinite Sea in his words.
Chongwa Zhenjun had already sensed something unusual.
Let's separate first, and then we can learn more about the boundless sea and Penglai. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we have a good chat.
