Tianying Pavilion
This building has an ordinary appearance, like the three-story single tower found on every main peak of the Wuhua Sect, but it stands at the top of Longyin Peak.
In recent days, this small ancient pagoda has been extremely lively. Because many old friends have settled in, this special pavilion, which has been closed all year round, is full of new vitality.
Today is the third day since the pagoda was opened. After the first two days of meetings, most of the monks dispersed and went back to visit their descendants whom they had not seen for a long time. Only a small number of them remained in the pagoda to talk.
Fenghua Daojun is one of them.
He is also considered to be the younger and less qualified among this group of powerful people, but he is a little special. One is his status as the leader. He is the predecessor of True Lord Xuanyang and the latest leader to step down. He is the master of Xuanyang, Xuanling and Yanyang.
At the same time, he is also one of the nine hidden Taoist Lords of the Wuhua Sect. Above them, there are only two out-of-body ancestors who do not know whether they still exist.
Now it seems that he can be regarded as one of the top group of people in Wuhua Sect who can make the decision.
Naturally, the descendants of those useless backs came to pay homage to him.
As the head of a sect and in charge of all the affairs of the sect, Zhenjun Xuanyang was naturally the first to come to see him, and he also brought Yan Yang with him.
That boy Xuan Ling should be here soon. I wonder if he has grown a little bit over the years...
As the saying goes, children are all debts, but disciples are even worse. These guys are still too young.
Sigh... Junior Sister Yulan is better. The people under her sect are all female dolls. They are all lively, smart and lovable. Isn't she better than a stupid boy who is tough but still harder than a rock?
Master Feng Hua shook his head, picked up a white stone and gently dropped it on the melee chessboard. The situation changed. With one move, the black stone was irrevocably defeated.
The person opposite let out a long sigh. Seeing that there was no need to continue, he bowed his head and admitted defeat.
"I agree." Fenghua Daojun said happily.
"Your Majesty is really powerful. He has failed several times in vain. I admire him..."
"I said Tu Kong, why don't you go back? I remember that you also have disciples under your sect. I haven't seen you for many years. I must miss them too."
"I really can't discipline those evil disciples, so just let them go." Zhenjun Tukong shook his head, looking helpless.
Thinking about the goods under the other party's sect, Fenghua Daojun became somewhat clear again. If it were him, he wouldn't want to go back, out of sight but out of mind.
Suddenly he seemed to remember something and asked: "What about your... Yuan Heng? I heard from Xiaoxin that he is developing very well now and his status is getting higher and higher. If he hadn't suddenly gone into seclusion hundreds of years ago, all the monks in the world would have heard of his name."
Xiaoxin is the nickname of True Lord Xuanyang. His real name is Xu Xinsheng. Since he became famous, almost no one dared to call him by his first name. Of course, Fenghua Daojun is not among these.
True Lord Tukong was silent.
"Isn't that right? Do you still remember those bad things in the past? How many years have passed, and that child has almost reached the same level as you, and you still think about this..." Taoist Fenghua didn't know whether he was angry or funny.
Zhenjun Tukong opened his mouth to say something, but gave up at the last moment, with an expression that was hard to say. Daojun Fenghua also knew that he was stubborn and didn't think that he could convince him with a few words.
But to be honest, he really didn't expect this person to really struggle for so long. Judging from his expression, he didn't come out at all, so he must have had another thought in his mind.
But in Fenghua Daojun's view, there is no point in getting entangled in this matter. After all, the other person involved has already jumped onto the scene. It is Zhenjun Tukong who is no longer limited by the past and does not want to be trapped.
Taoist Master Feng Hua suspected that Tu Kong had stopped at the late Nascent Soul stage for so many years, and this was also the reason for his slow progress.
If this is really the case, it would be too... Fenghua Daojun didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.
"So you don't dare to see him?" Taoist Fenghua asked.
Lord Tukong shook his head in denial. It would be an exaggeration to say he dared not, but he did not know how to face the other party. After all, the ending is like that...
Besides, the other party is not his disciple. How could he hold the other party to the standards of a disciple? Those evil obstacles are pretty much the same.
"I have a close relationship with him, and now he has his own way to go. I can't teach him anything, so it's hard to disturb him." Tu Kong lowered his head and put the chess pieces on the chessboard back into the box one by one, looking very stable. , but his tone and breath revealed his inner unrest.
Taoist Master Feng Hua sighed slightly, but he couldn't say anything more. After all, it was the master and apprentice's matter, so it was hard to interfere too much.
In no mood……
Looking at the young man who appeared in front of the two of them and bowed politely. Daojun Fenghua couldn't help but sighed again. This was the first time he had sighed today.
Tu Kong, this child doesn’t seem to think so.
Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't think so much. When he came, he had already prepared that the other party might not be here. After all, he had many disciples, so he might not be here today.
But out of respect, he still took the initiative to see the other party. As a junior, you can't wait for the teacher to come to see you.
For True Lord Yuan Heng, today is the first time he meets an elder he has not seen for many years, and he is more joyful than anything else. He didn't think so much. His first reaction was that the other party was in good spirits and seemed to be a little younger - this was the best compliment for a monk who had lived for thousands of years.
But before that, he couldn't be too reckless. Because there is another more important person next to him, he must not be ignored. He must be "ready" and cannot lose etiquette.
"Your Majesty." The other party bowed to Taoist Fenghua in a very standard manner.
Fenghua is his name, Daojun is his rank, and this name will be used in official titles and even records. But that doesn't mean that anyone can call him that. It would be very rude to call him face to face.
Especially the disciples within the sect have even more respect for the Taoist Transformation Lord who once served as the sect leader. The disciples below usually address the Venerable to his face.
True Lord Yuan Heng naturally did not dare to slack off. After bowing, he stood with his hands down and looked at the new chess game played by the two elders.
Lord Fenghua Taoist was holding a black chess piece, while Zhenjun Tukong was playing a white chess piece. The board was in chaos, and the number of paths could not be clearly seen. On the surface, it seemed that both parties were not on the line, and every move was made randomly... However, Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't think so, and he squinted his eyes, as if he was aware of it.
Daojun Fenghua looked at the other party casually, a hint of smile flashed in his eyes, and then he took it back inadvertently. He followed casually for a few steps and suddenly said: "Yuan Heng, according to you, who is better, the black one or the white one?"
"This..." Zhenjun Yuanheng was a little embarrassed.
"Don't be nervous. I'll ask you casually, and you can just talk casually."
