Chu Feng thought that the system must have done this, so he acknowledged it and said, "There was no one else in front of the door just now. I think it was a poor man."
The old man with white hair and a childish face nodded and spoke softly.
"Do you know the identity of the veteran?"
It seemed too false to say he didn't know, so Chu Feng admitted it directly.
"Of course I know, Emperor Hunyuan, the master of the three religions in Taiqing Realm, Taishang Laojun, Daodetianzun"
It seemed that the old man with the white hair and boyish face had heard this name for the first time, and he asked in surprise: "When did the old Taoist get this name?"
Chu Feng secretly thought that it was not good. He didn’t know the name of the Taiqing Sage, Lao Tzu. The name given was a bit long.
The old man with white hair and childish face didn't seem to care too much. He waved his hand and said: "Forget it, what is your name? It doesn't make any difference to the old Taoist. You are similar to the old Taoist, and you have nothing to do with the people and affairs in this world. You can be said to be an anomaly. The old Taoist wants to make an exception. Are you willing to accept you as a disciple?"
Master Xuandu, who happened to come in from outside, heard this, and his calm expression was replaced by full of shock. Since the beginning of the world, Master has accepted only a handful of disciples, most of them are registered disciples, and since then Never took the initiative to speak.
"this--"
Chu Feng was hesitant. As the host of Taishang Dao Ancestor System, he wanted to worship a native as his teacher. To be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable with this, even though it was required by the system.
Archmage Xuandu was shocked. This kid who appeared out of nowhere was actually hesitant. If word of this spread, many people would be shocked and their eyes would drop.
"What, you don't want to?"
I couldn't help but laugh. As a Taiqing Saint, this was the first time he took the initiative to accept disciples, but others were hesitant. If word gets out, I'm afraid no one will believe it.
"Is this good? The saint will accept Pindao as a registered disciple."
Chu Feng still didn't want to get too entangled with me.
The look in my eyes is so weird and weird. This is the first time he has seen such a person since the creation of heaven. He is not the direct disciple of the saint, but a registered disciple.
"Forget it, I will just follow you and become a registered disciple."
Chu Feng pretended to be happy, cupped his hands and said: "Meet Master"
Seeing that Chu Feng didn't even kowtow, I shook my head helplessly.
In the following days, about half a year, what Chu Feng did every day was to refine elixirs, refine weapons, and practice formations. Chu Feng, who used to do it by himself with the help of the system, with the help of Laozi, refined elixirs. Refining weapons and forming formations have advanced by leaps and bounds.
One day, just after the boring daily life, Master Xuandu suddenly appeared and said that the master wanted the two of them to go to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.
Chu Feng suspected that the Battle of the Gods was about to begin. On the way to Kunlun Mountain, he asked around and over again. Unexpectedly, this senior brother who seemed to be honest and friendly was the same on the outside, and he didn't reveal a word.
…
Yuxu Palace is located in the Kunlun Mountains. It is on a steep and towering mountain. Looking down, it is as straight as a knife, three thousand feet above the ground. It is surrounded by white clouds and mist. With the early morning sunshine, you can vaguely see the mountainside. There are a few pine forests above.
Swish, two mighty purple qi splashed over from the sky like a rainbow penetrating the sun. The moment they touched the ground, they turned into two Taoist priests, one with an average appearance and an honest face, and the other with a face like a crown of jade and a high-spirited spirit.
"Junior brother, you have to walk up the rest of the way."
Archmage Xuandu said as he walked towards the mountain with a dull expression.
"Why?"
Chu Feng was puzzled. This was just the mountainside, and there was still a long way to go from the Yuxu Palace on the top of the mountain.
Archmage Xuandu glanced sideways at Chu Feng and continued to walk forward in silence.
alright, you win.
Chu Feng didn't ask any more questions.
To be honest, it would be very embarrassing for a person who doesn't talk much to meet someone who is completely silent.
Fortunately, this scene didn't last long before it was interrupted.
"The two Taoist brothers in front of me are disciples of Saint Taiqing."
Chu Feng turned around and saw three women and one man approaching. They all had peerless looks. Monks can modify their appearance. Good looks are very common.
The one who said hello was the youngest of the three girls, fair-skinned, and a little immature.
I don't know if it's because of her lack of cultivation, but the little girl looks a little childish, with a bit of blush on her pretty cheeks, which is really pretty.
"Exactly, I am Chu Feng, who has just become a disciple of Saint Taiqing. This is my senior brother, Master Xuandu."
The little girl who said hello, her eyes lit up when she heard the name Master Xuandu, and she saluted gracefully.
"Jie Jiao disciples, Sanxian Island, Bixiao, meet Master Xuandu, uh, fellow Taoist Chu"
The remaining two women and one man followed suit and bowed.
"Members of the Jiejiao Sect, Sanxian Island, Yunxiao, have met Master Xuandu, Taoist Fellow Chu."
"I am a disciple of Jiejiao, Qiongxiao from Sanxian Island, I have met Master Xuandu, fellow Daoist Chu."
"Zhao Gongming, a disciple of Jie Jiao from Sanxian Island, has met Master Xuandu, Taoist Fellow Chu."
Hearing these names, Chu Feng had an idea. He had only used Sanxiao's Jiuqu Yellow River Formation in the world of "The Legend of White Snake" before.
Archmage Xuandu, who was a little slow to react, said with a smile on his slack and tight cheeks: "Four fellow Taoists, you are polite."
Then, there is no more. Master Xuandu only has this one thing.
The handsome and handsome Zhao Gongming wanted to say something, but when he saw Master Xuandu's serious expression, he swallowed it back.
The scene is a bit cold!
Bixiao, who had spoken before, said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chu, you seem to be only a few hundred years old. This is the first time I have seen such a young second-generation disciple in Kunlun Mountain."
Chu Feng's expression froze. This is the embarrassing thing in the world of Fengshenyanyi. Any second-generation disciple is an antique who has lived for endless years, such as the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, or a bunch of monsters of the Jie Sect. .
"Hey, I made a mistake. I heard that Chanjiao has accepted two new disciples. One is named Jiang Ziya, who is only a few dozen years old, and the other is named Shen Gongbao. I don't know how old he is."
Bixiao stuck out her sweet tongue and corrected her mistake.
"Jiang Ziya, Shen Gongbao"
Chu Feng read out the names of the two people, and his heart moved. One of the two people was called the person who should be robbed, and was ordered to go down the mountain, setting off a magnificent battle between immortals and gods; ", sending countless Jiejiao monks to the list of gods.
If Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming in front of them knew what was going to happen in the future, I wonder if they would take this opportunity to kill Shen Gongbao.
"Do you know them?"
Bixiao misunderstood Chu Feng's reaction when he saw it.
"I don't know him, I just think it's a bit strange that Chanjiao accepts Jiang Ziya!"
Chu Feng deliberately raised a question.
Sure enough, it attracted the attention of everyone present, and even the dull Master Xuandu cast his gaze over.
"Say it"
Yunxiao became interested and urged.
"I heard that Jiang Ziya did not practice any immortal magic. He spent more than forty years on Qilin Cliff studying military science."
Chu Feng released a piece of news that was still considered a secret.
Yun Xiao's beautiful face was immediately replaced by suspicion.
"The monks study the art of war. Could it be that Chanjiao wants Jiang Ziya to change his dynasty?"
The others frowned.
Only Archmage Xuandu reacted indifferently. I don’t know whether it was because he was slow to react or because he had heard the news a long time ago.
