It was a clear day with clear clouds, and you could see thousands of miles away.
Zhuo Hansheng and Jin Yuanzai took a golden chariot to the edge of Ding Lake. They saw several green bamboo rafts moored on the shore of the lake. There were also several bamboo rafts floating on the lake surface, held by Taoist boys. The passengers headed towards the center of the lake.
Zhuo Hansheng had doubts on his face. He walked to the lake, glanced at the Taoist boy on the bamboo raft, saluted with one hand, and asked, "May I ask the boy, are you going to the Zhenjun Taoist Temple here? "
The Taoist boy on the bamboo raft responded with a yes, neither humble nor overbearing.
Zhuo Hansheng nodded slightly, then called Jin Yuan to board the bamboo raft. Seeing this, the Taoist boy pushed a big bamboo pole to the shore, and the bamboo raft immediately headed towards the center of the lake.
Jin Yuanzai asked: "It is common to hear that Lord Guangcheng opened a forum to preach. Brother Zhuo is the true successor of Dinghu, so why don't you seem to be familiar with him?"
Zhuo Hansheng replied: "Brother Jin doesn't know. After all, the Guangcheng Taoist Temple is where the True Lord lives. Even people from two sects are not allowed to enter without permission. In the past, when the forum was opened to preach, Huang Xiang, who was under the True Lord's seat, always It’s a real person extradition, but I don’t know why the method was changed today.”
At this time, the Taoist boy holding the oar couldn't help but said: "Not long ago, a powerful man visited Zhenjun. The two masters sat down to talk about Taoism. Huang Xiangzhen learned a lot while listening, so he practiced in seclusion. That's why this time he changed the Taoist temple to us. Extradition of the child.”
"This is happening." Zhuo Hansheng said in surprise: "I don't know who is so holy, but he can actually sit down and discuss things with the true king..."
The Taoist boy recalled: "Listening to what the etiquette boy sang, it was an expert called Taixuan Zhenjun."
"Tai Xuan Zhenjun?" Jin Yuan showed yearning in his eyes. Every Chunyang Zhenjun is a figure that almost exists in history. Even for the disciples of the Xuanmen sect, unless they are destined, otherwise Even the name is hard to hear.
After all, there are only a handful of beings as famous as Guangcheng Zhenjun. Even if you just hear a name, you can't help but be fascinated by it.
Zhuo Hansheng sighed: "It is a pity in my life that I cannot sit in and listen to the true king's discussion."
The boy heard this and sighed: "When the two masters discussed Taoism, all the practitioners in the Taoist temple could hear their voices... It's a pity that the little boy was so shallow in Taoism, but he fell into a drowsy sleep after listening to it."
"..." The two of them were silent for a moment. Jin Yuanzai shook his head and looked forward.
It's strange to say that when we were on the shore of Ding Lake, there was no fog in the middle of the lake. As the bamboo rafts moved forward, a mist suddenly appeared in front of us. Several bamboo rafts in front were heading into the fog one by one. Drive away.
Jin Yuanzai suddenly whispered, Zhuo Hansheng's six senses were sharp, and he suddenly realized something, and asked: "Brother Jin, what's the matter?"
Jin Yuanzai smiled faintly, pointed towards a bamboo raft at the end of his sight, and asked: "Are those people in front of you also disciples of your sect?"
Zhuo Hansheng raised his eyes and happened to see five figures on the raft, disappearing into the mist as the bamboo raft moved forward.
He raised his eyebrows and responded calmly: "Among the people in front, there are two people we just discussed a few days ago."
"Oh?" Jin Yuan's eyes dimmed, and he nodded thoughtfully.
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Xu Zhuang and Changhua and their entourage followed the bamboo raft and passed through the mist for about a moment. Suddenly they heard the sound of water waves in their ears. As the bamboo raft passed through the clouds and mist, their eyes suddenly opened up.
Looking up, I saw only the same color of water and sky, which was vast and endless. Spiritual birds were flying low, flying fish were leaping over the waves, and I suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
Looking up into the distance, you can see that there are several floating islands on the surface of the lake that look like hanging mountains upside down. They are looming in the mist, giving them a fairy-like atmosphere.
"This is Zhenjun Guangcheng's dojo." Xu Zhuang took a breath of fresh air, and a few breaths floated in his stomach. He couldn't help but secretly praised: "It is worthy of Zhenjun's dojo, a cave in the immortal family."
The bamboo raft did not stop and continued sailing. Not long after, it came to a hanging island. It followed a waterfall pouring into the lake from the island. It sailed upstream and onto the island. Soon it stopped at an island. By the lake.
At this time, the Taoist boy stopped the bamboo paddle, raised his hand and saluted, "The Taoist temple has arrived, please help me."
Several people bowed in return and then went ashore. The Taoist boy drove the bamboo raft back the same way. Changhua said of his own accord: "Fellow Taoists, please follow me."
The three people from Xuzhuang followed Changhua and Changxin on the path. Not long after walking, they came to a clearing in the forest. Changxin said: "We're here!"
The place where Guangcheng Zhenjun opened his forum and preached had neither a grand palace nor an elegant pavilion. It was just in the clearing of the forest, under the green shade, with many futons randomly placed, which was quite a return to nature. the taste of.
At this time, there were many people sitting in the open space, and there seemed to be no arrangement of seats. A few people randomly found a corner and sat down.
Cen Fenghong said enthusiastically: "I wonder what the content of Zhenjun's sermon will be this time?"
"Zhenjun's preaching has always been popular, and there is no theorem." Changhua smiled and said: "But no matter what the content is, it will always inspire us and other future students."
"What fellow Taoist said is true." Cen Fenghong responded: "Last time I had the honor to listen to the lecture, and I benefited a lot from the way of nourishing the mind taught by the True Lord."
While chatting leisurely, Changxin suddenly said: "The person next to Junior Brother Zhuo must be Jin Yuanzai."
Several people looked with interest and saw a Golden Crown Taoist, accompanied by Zhuo Hansheng, arriving here. He seemed to be aware of the gazes of several people. He looked back, showed a faint smile, and nodded gently. He nodded and went to find a seat somewhere else.
Cen Fenghong raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask Xu Zhuang: "Brother Xu, look at the breath of the gold yuan, but...?"
Xu Zhuang muttered: "As I expected, this person seems to have reached the third level of refinement and has achieved the Nascent Soul."
When Cen Fenghong received his confirmation, he couldn't help but nodded and responded: "That's right, it's nothing for a true disciple of Taiyi Palace to have this kind of practice."
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly asked: "Fellow Taoist Chang, do you know how old Jin Yuan is and how old he is as a Taoist?"
"Huh? I didn't know that." Changhua responded: "Do you have any questions, fellow Taoist?"
Zhong Shenxiu shook his head lightly, but Cen Fenghong was perked up when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Jin Yuanzai, the true disciple of Taiyi Palace, suddenly came to Guangyuan Realm. It is indeed very sudden. Could it be that this person is also the one who kept the appointment. "
He thought about it, and suddenly felt that there was a possibility of 70 to 80%, and he couldn't help but feel that it was getting tricky.
You must know that the perfection of Xuan Gong, the great achievement of Yuanying, and the second-level Yuanying monk are not the same concept. If it is a Yuanying monk who can't wait for the cultivation of high-grade golden elixir, Cen Fenghong feels that it is not difficult to deal with it. He can have the foundation of a high-grade golden elixir monk. Refining the Nascent Soul is a great achievement, but it is different.
Especially if Jin Yuanzai is really the one who kept the appointment, wouldn't it mean that he is a Taoist who is less than three hundred years old?
Refining to the third level of Nascent Soul in less than three hundred years is not something that can be accomplished by just talking casually.
Li Chengzhen, who is known as the first person of the younger generation in the Blue Sky world, has not yet reached the third level; he has seen with his own eyes that one person fights six true disciples of the four sects alone, and easily overpowers the others. Zhong Shenxiu is still on the threshold of perfecting Xuan Gong; accumulating virtue According to the Taoist population, Xu Zhuang, who once surpassed Zhong Shenxiu in the golden elixir era, is still in the second level of Nascent Soul...
"Li Chengzhen is already very difficult to deal with. Adding this person to the mix... I wonder if Brother Zhong and Brother Xu can compete with this person?" Cen Fenghong couldn't help but look at the two of them.
However, Zhong Shenxiu's expression was calm, as if he didn't notice anything strange, and Xu Zhuang was also at ease, with even a somewhat interested smile on his face.
Cen Fenghong didn't think that Zhong Shenxiu and Xu Zhuang would not expect things he could think of, but he didn't know whether the two of them were too good at cultivating qi, or were they really confident and confident?
Cen Fenghong thought for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.
"Although I don't realize what a genius I am, I have always been quite arrogant in my heart. Did I lose my self-confidence after taking this trip at my uncle's invitation and seeing these extraordinary talents?"
"Which one is higher or lower can only be known by comparing."
When Cen Fenghong woke up, people were still arriving one after another, and the forest was gradually filled. Except for a few futons at the front, there was no one left. As a result, the people who came after him had to go to the front in embarrassment. Take a seat.
At this time, there was a sudden noise coming from the trail outside the forest, which attracted everyone's attention.
After all, this is the place where Lord Guangcheng gave his sermon. Although there were no rules, everyone still did not dare to make a noise easily. It is not known whether this person is unruly or arrogant and ignorant, and dares to make a noise here?
Naturally, the people in Xuzhuang were also curious, so they looked around one after another. They saw a wicked Taoist wearing washed and tattered Taoist robes, with a messy beard and hair that was neatly combed, a tall and thin Taoist with a body like a bamboo pole, and a short Taoist. The honest Taoist, who was as fat as Maitreya, walked into the forest arguing with each other.
Cen Fenghong whispered: "Those two Taoists, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, are Daji Zhenren and Daxi Zhenren from the Taoist lineage."
"I see..." Xu Zhuang nodded, but he didn't expect that these two people were the enemies of Taoist Jide and Taoist Wuxian.
At this moment, the short and fat Taoist seemed to have said something, which hit Taoist Wude's pain point. Taoist Wude's voice suddenly rang out, blowing his beard and glaring: "Daji, Master Yuanshen is speaking here, and you are not the one to speak." share!"
Immediately Daxi Zhenren became furious. He was the only one of the four descendants of Yibu Taoist who had become a Taoist from a side sect. He couldn't bear it and shouted: "Old beggar, you only use this as an excuse? It's also a comparison of magic numbers. You can’t compare to me!”
The wicked Taoist Yun Danfeng said lightly: "The heretics are also farts."
"This?" Master Yuanshen really did whatever he wanted. Xu Zhuang, Zhong Shenxiu, and Cen Fenghong looked at each other, and all three of them couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, another middle-aged Kun Dao with a tall square bun and heroic appearance walked slowly outside the forest and shouted: "This is the True Lord's dojo, so making noise is nothing."
The wicked Taoist had a solemn expression on his face and said in a deep voice, "What Master Baiyun said is true. Two children, good and bad, are really out of character."
Master Baiyun was too lazy to pay attention to the others. He walked forward and sat down on the futon. A Nascent Soul monk beside him hurriedly saluted and said, "This junior has met Master Baiyun."
Master Baiyun nodded slightly and responded. The monk was immediately flattered, but he didn't dare to disturb him.
Changxin whispered: "Master Baiyun is a well-known magic master in the Guangyuan world. She is also the master of the Yuanshen. The Baiyun Pavilion she opened personally is also one of the eleven Tongtian Pavilions in Weiyun Immortal City."
"I see." Xu Zhuang raised his eyebrows. Today he finally knew that Master Baiyun, as the wicked Taoist said, looked like this.
Seeing Master Baiyun sitting alone, the wicked Taoist was not in the mood to quarrel with the two masters Daji and Daxi. He rushed forward and took a seat. Master Daji snorted and led Daxi to the front row. Seeing that there were only two seats left, he frowned at the one next to him. The Nascent Soul monk said: "My little friend, can you please change your position?"
The Nascent Soul monk did not dare to refuse, so he had to change his seat and sit next to Taoist Wude, separating Daji Zhenren and Taoist Wude.
"Thank you, little friend." Master Daji smiled and nodded. He sat down and said to the Nascent Soul monk: "If you are confused in the future, you can come to me and I will not hesitate to calculate a fortune for you."
"What level of magic do you dare to tell people's fortunes at will?" Upon hearing this, the wicked Taoist immediately said: "Little friend, it is better to find him than to find the Taoist master. For the sake of keeping away the bugs for the Taoist master, the divination gold must be very easy to tell. .”
The Nascent Soul monk was happy at first, and then felt helpless, so he had to beg for mercy again and again, saying that it was a small effort, but he did not dare to repay...
By this time, all the futons in the forest were finally filled with people, not one too many but not too many. Within a moment, two Taoist boys were seen pushing out a jade chime from the forest.
Seeing this situation, all the cultivators in the forest suddenly became solemn. Even the wicked Taoist Master Daji stopped talking and heard the Taoist boy tapping the jade chime lightly and singing: "I respectfully invite you to preach."
As soon as he finished speaking, Guangcheng Zhenjun appeared silently in front of the crowd. He was of ordinary stature, dressed in Tsing Yi, with red lips and white teeth, and bright eyes. He looked like a handsome young man. He smiled at the cultivators.
No one needs to take the lead, everyone salutes in unison: "Junior/disciple has seen the true king!"
"Every time I am inspired, there are always many Taoist friends who are willing to listen." Guangcheng Zhenjun's voice was not loud, but it spread to everyone's ears, saying: "The poor Taoist is very happy."
He casually sat down on the futon, seemed to think for a moment, and then smiled and said: "I suddenly feel interested today, why not have a chat with all my Taoist friends."
All practitioners present were immediately refreshed. Although Zhenjun’s sermons, no matter what the content, were always thought-provoking, how could he have such an opportunity?
Talking about a game of chess and Taoism with True Lord Chunyang, doesn't it mean that True Lord Chunyang personally teaches Taoism?
Therefore, as soon as these words came out, everyone present felt excited. Guangcheng Zhenjun did not hesitate and raised his sleeves. Silently, the bluestone table table, vertical and horizontal chessboard, and black and white clouds each appeared in front of everyone.
Xu Zhuang looked at the case and saw that the two chess pieces naturally fell to both sides, and the black piece fell on the side of his hand. Only then did he hear Guangcheng Zhenjun smile slightly and say: "Fellow Taoists, please go first."
Xu Zhuang had no time to look at others, so he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a sunspot, and dropped it to the small eye in the southeast corner.
(End of chapter)
