Zou Zhen's eyes slowly swept over the young disciples in the room, and said with a slight smile:
"You all heard what I talked about with the other two masters just now!"
More than twenty young disciples all agreed.
Then Zou Zhen's expression turned serious and he said again.
"Remember the young man in the portrait. If you encounter him, don't act rashly, but come back and report to us immediately."
"Of course, this young man is not an enemy, at least not yet."
But what he said next caused the expressions on the faces of these young second-generation disciples in the room to be divided into two groups.
The dozen or so disciples standing behind all showed solemn expressions as Zou Zheng finished speaking.
They are all the most outstanding second-generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance, and are regarded as geniuses in their respective sects. Among them, the ones with the lowest cultivation level also have the cultivation level of the Fetal Movement Stage. The disciples who have not yet reached the Fetal Movement Stage, There is no way he is qualified to be selected to station in Shanghai.
Such people naturally have extremely strong self-confidence, but they are not fools. Looking at the young man in the portrait, easily carrying a steel bridge, they know that they are probably not as good as this young man. Very far.
But the expressions on the four young disciples standing at the front were completely different after hearing this.
There are four disciples, two men and two women. The one standing on the far left is a young monk with a slender figure, red lips and white teeth. He is wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and his temperament is as bright and soft as a ray of moonlight in an autumn night.
Next to the young monk was a scholar in a wide robe and long sleeves. He was in his mid-twenties, a bit thin, with a fair and delicate appearance, and a strong bookish air between his eyebrows.
In the middle, there is a young female Taoist priest. She is dressed in a fiery red robe, which makes her fair skin even more delicate. The female Taoist priest has a slim and slender figure, standing tall, with a head of black and bright hair. The wooden hairpin is worn through, simple and natural, with a long purple sword behind her, her face is as beautiful as the rain from the sky, and she has an indescribable tranquil temperament.
The one standing on the far right is also a young woman. This young woman's attire is quite peculiar. She wears a colorful dyed pleated skirt, her head is covered with various beautiful silver ornaments, and her arms are also covered with silver jewelry. Set with many silver rings.
The woman's complexion is slightly dark, but extremely delicate, and her appearance is bright and beautiful. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes are charming, tall, and extremely hot and alluring. Her whole body is filled with a healthy and wild aura.
These four young disciples had always looked extremely calm when the three ancestors were talking. Even if the ancestor Daoji was not sure that the young man in the portrait was really young, there was not much trouble on his face. He knew that Daoji When the ancestor pointed out that the young man might have practiced fighting tactics, the four of them finally had something strange look in their eyes.
At this moment, after Patriarch Zou Zhen finished speaking, these four young disciples did not show alarm like other disciples, but instead felt a little excited.
Zou Zhen's eyes fell on these four young disciples, and he naturally saw that these four young disciples wanted to compete with the mysterious young man.
However, Zou Zhen had no intention of warning these four young disciples.
Because these four young disciples are the "immortal seeds" of their Seven Immortals Alliance.
To be honest, the strength of these four immortals will never be weaker than their three ancestors, and only those seven immortal ancestors can give orders to the immortals.
It is a pity that these four immortals have been traveling around the world and were ordered to come to Shencheng three days ago. Otherwise, the Seven Immortals Alliance would not have to bear so much pressure in the battle more than a month ago.
In fact, it was not too late for these four immortals to arrive, because according to their original judgment, the war among mortals should last for at least a few more months.
And the confrontation between the Seven Immortals Alliance, the Kingdom of the Rising Sun and the cultivators from the Western Continent will never end so easily.
It was all because of the appearance of that mysterious young man that the battle in Shanghai took an unexpected turn.
Then Zou Zhen waved his hand, indicating that today's discussion was over and everyone could leave.
Before leaving, Zou Zhen glanced at Old Taoist Qingfeng strangely again. He always felt that Old Taoist Qingfeng seemed to be a little unusual today. Otherwise, in the past, the monthly meetings of the Shencheng Seven Immortals Alliance would have been presided over by Old Taoist Qingfeng.
…
About half an hour later, in another slightly smaller but equally elegant room, the conversation about the mysterious young man continued.
There were only two people in the room, Old Taoist Qingfeng and the young female Taoist priest in red robe. They were sitting opposite each other across a long table.
"Master Qingfeng, I wonder what you have ordered me to do when you called me here?"
The red-robed female Taoist priest, whose temperament was as simple and natural as the spiritual rain from an empty mountain, respectfully asked Qingfeng Qingfeng, her voice was extremely elegant and pleasant.
"I don't dare to order you immortals. If Lu Zu finds out, he might kick me to some remote mountain."
Old Taoist Qingfeng said with a smile.
At this time, the old Taoist priest with a big rosacea nose returned to his usual playful and smiling style, which was completely different from the silent appearance during the discussion not long ago.
While joking with the red-robed female Taoist priest, Master Qingfeng slowly stretched his hand into the sleeves of his robe, with a mysterious smile on his face.
"I called you here to show you something."
Old Taoist Qingfeng took out a large green wine gourd from his robe sleeve. I don't know how he usually hides such a big wine gourd in his robe sleeve, but no one can see anything strange at all.
"Master Qingfeng has such a good way of embracing the mountains with his sleeves."
The red-robed female Taoist priest praised her heartily.
"We can't hold the mountains now, so it's okay to put a wine gourd in it."
The old Taoist Qingfeng shook his head and said, then pulled out the stopper of the huge wine gourd, and an alluring aroma of wine suddenly filled the room.
"Master Qingfeng, do you want me to see this? It's a pity that Shangqing is not good at drinking."
The red-robed female Taoist priest said calmly.
"No, no, I just touched it and took it out by the way."
The old Taoist Qingfeng said something cheerful, held up the huge wine gourd with one hand, raised his head and took a big sip into his mouth, then put the wine gourd aside and put his hand into the sleeve of his robe again.
What he took out this time was a scroll.
Qingfeng Laodao placed the scroll on the long table, raised his hand, and the scroll slowly rolled and opened.
Then, a smiling young man slowly appeared in front of the red-robed female Taoist priest.
The red-robed female Taoist priest finally showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Because she had seen this young man's portrait for a long time not long ago, and she didn't know why Master Qingfeng took out another portrait of this young man.
But for some reason, when I saw the portrait of the young man carrying the steel bridge just now, the red-robed female Taoist thought that the young man looked very ordinary, but the young man in this close-up portrait was obviously the same person, but she felt that I felt that this young man was actually very good-looking, so I couldn't help but look at him appreciatively a few more times.
Of course, this kind of appreciation has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but purely out of the love for something beautiful.
Therefore, the red-robed female Taoist priest did not feel any slight emotion in her heart.
She has had little interest in the relationship between men and women since she was a child. Since her practice, all she wants is the word "Tao".
Don’t admire men, just admire Tao!
Lu Zudu once praised her lightly, praising her as the one with the purest Taoist heart among the eighteen first-generation immortals.
The red-robed female Taoist priest soon raised her head slightly and looked at Master Qingfeng with confusion. She didn't understand why Master Qingfeng wanted to see the portrait of this young man again.
The old Taoist Qingfeng raised the wine gourd and took a long sip, and then said something leisurely.
"His name is Shu Guan."
The eyes of the red-robed female Taoist priest shone with unbelievable light.
"Master Qingfeng, it turns out you know him."
The red-robed female Taoist priest let out a soft cry.
At the same time, a trace of doubt inevitably flashed in his heart. Since Master Qingfeng knew who this person was, why didn't he tell him during the discussion just now?
"No, I don't know him. The reason I know his name is because he was once a disciple of the Seven Immortals Alliance."
Qingfeng Laodao continued.
"What!"
This time, the red-robed female Taoist priest could no longer maintain her tranquil temperament.
How could there be such a powerful disciple in the Seven Immortals Alliance besides their immortal species, and how could such a powerful disciple not be selected as an immortal species!
"once?"
Then she noticed a certain wording that Master Qingfeng just said.
"Yes, this Shu Guan declared his separation from the Seven Immortals Alliance more than three months ago."
"traitor!"
The red-robed female Taoist priest's jade face suddenly turned cold.
"It's hard to make a direct conclusion as to whether he is a traitor or not, but he is a disciple of our Taoist sect. Before leaving the Seven Immortals Alliance, he was a disciple of Shanjiguan in Jingcheng."
Qingfeng Laodao continued:
"More than two months ago, Zu Lu passed a sword order to the thirty-six temples in the world, ordering the Taoist disciples to find the whereabouts of this person, and specifically stated that this is the top priority of our Taoist sect."
"In addition, before this Shu Guan is found, nothing about this person is allowed to be revealed to other sects of the Seven Immortals Alliance."
Master Qingfeng's words caused waves of turmoil in the heart of the red-robed female Taoist priest.
In the past few months, she has been exploring some ancient ruins. She has no idea what is happening in the outside world. When she came out of the ruins a few days ago, she received a message from Lu Zu. Fu Shu ordered her to come to Shencheng's aid.
But he knew nothing about the sword order.
When I heard it now, the more I listened, the more confused and shocked I became.
"The Taoist sect's first priority? Don't tell other sects?"
These are the two points in the sword order that puzzle the red-robed female Taoist priest the most.
At this time, wars are still raging in the world of Dahua. In the world of cultivation, the Kingdom of the Rising Sun is also engaged in fierce battles with their Seven Immortals Alliance. There are also practitioners from the Western Continent who are watching with eager eyes. Under such circumstances, why would Lu Zu still look for a traitor? A second-generation disciple, his importance is placed above these major events.
"The old Taoist was confused at first and didn't understand why Lu Zu paid so much attention to Shu Guan. It wasn't until I saw the arrow shot out of the river that I vaguely understood."
Qingfeng Lao Taoist smacked his lips and said:
"Later, I found out a little bit about that Shu Guan. I heard that this person only worshiped the Shanxi Guan in Jingcheng three years ago and officially started practicing."
Three years!
The red-robed female Taoist priest suddenly turned her head and looked at the young man in the scroll again, her eyes shining as sharply as a sword.
In three years, from an ordinary person to the realm of first awareness, although this is considered a genius, it is not too difficult to understand. For example, for herself, this process only took half a year.
But within three years, he has achieved the strength of Nascent Soul Realm. This is the incredible thing about this young man.
So how long did this process take?
Twenty years!
He started practicing at the age of four, and it took him twenty years to finally enter the realm of Nascent Soul.
Moreover, his way of practice is completely different from that of ordinary disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance. He is an immortal species cultivated by the Seven Immortals Alliance with all their resources. Since he was a child in Daoyi Mountain, he has eaten countless treasures, elixirs and elixirs from heaven and earth, and he has practiced in all Taoist sects. The most top-notch Kung Fu and Taoist techniques in the world, and were taught personally by Mr. Lu Zuta.
And later she went to other sects and received personal guidance from six other immortals. With such unique cultivation conditions, coupled with her own rare cultivation talent that is rare in a thousand years, it still took her twenty years to cultivate to Nascent Soul. territory.
But now Patriarch Qingfeng told her that there was a young man who was practicing in an ordinary Taoist temple in the Seven Immortals Alliance, but he only practiced for three years and had the strength of the Nascent Soul realm.
is it possible?
The problem is not that it is possible or impossible, because the facts are right in front of us.
Otherwise, how could Lu Zu value this young man so much?
Of course, Lu Zu would make finding the whereabouts of this young man the top priority of the Taoist sect, so there must be a bigger secret about this young man named Shu Guan.
The red-robed female Taoist priest stared at the smiling young man in the portrait, feeling that this person was so mysterious.
"Can Lu Zu also find his whereabouts?"
"If he can be found, why would Lu issue a sword order? According to what the sword order says, this person cannot use divination to divine his body."
"Okay, the old man has finished explaining the matter."
Qingfeng Old Taoist leisurely raised the wine gourd and said:
"I have reported Shu Guan's appearance in Shen City to Dao Yishan, but Lu Zu has not shown up yet."
"But at present, it seems that there is a high possibility that Shu Guan is hiding in Shen City. If you meet him, Shangqing, just report it to Lu Zu directly. You immortals naturally have a way to contact Lu Zu directly."
The red-robed female Taoist priest nodded and said:
"Disciple will pay attention to this person. If there is nothing else, disciple will leave first."
"Sir, you don't need to be so polite. Although the Taoist is higher than you, I'm afraid my cultivation level is not as good as yours."
"Master Qingfeng, your state on the road of wind has been personally praised by Lu Zu. You are only one step away from the land gods. No matter how hard you do not belittle yourself, you will not dare to compare with Master Qingfeng."
The red-robed female Taoist priest stood up leisurely, said with a smile, then bowed respectfully to Qingfeng Master, and then walked out the door.
Old Taoist Qingfeng looked at the slender and graceful back of the female Taoist priest and disappeared outside the door. Then he smiled slightly, raised the wine gourd and took a big sip.
He didn't believe what that little girl said. If someone said they were not better than him, then they really weren't better than him?
The little girl was sitting here just now, calm and quiet, but Qingfeng Lao Dao had always been on pins and needles because bursts of sharp sword energy were coming from the opposite side from time to time. Only a strong man like him in the Nascent Soul Realm could detect the sharp sword energy on the opposite side. In the female Taoist priest's body, there is a sword energy that is always jumping out like a beast.
Qingfeng Laodao knew very well that he was no match for that "ferocious beast".
It’s really the waves behind the river that push the waves ahead!
But then, Qingfeng Laodao sighed softly again.
Li Changqing, Lu Zu's personal disciple, ranked fourth in strength among the first generation of eighteen immortals.
Among the eighteen immortal species, Taoist disciples account for five, making them the largest group.
It is a pity that among the top three of the Eighteen Immortals, none of them are Taoist disciples.
For thousands of years, the Dao Sect has been the most powerful sect among the Seven Immortals Alliance, and this is still the case today.
However, it has been a long time since the Taoist sect has seen a truly astonishing and brilliant person like Lu Zu, who surpassed all other geniuses of an era.
Old Taoist Qingfeng's eyes suddenly fell on the young man in the painting, and he felt a pang of regret in his heart.
Why would such a character leave the Seven Immortals Alliance and leave the Dao Sect?
What a shame.
…
Shu Guan stood outside his small building and looked at the brand new door of his small building with great satisfaction.
Now he asked the decoration workers to double the width of the original door and replace it with two large double wooden doors, which were painted purple.
In the era of the Great China, purple was not a color that could be used on the doorsteps of ordinary people's homes.
Of course, no one cares about this anymore. Even if you paint your door bright yellow, no one will care about you.
Above the purple door, there is a plaque with three gilded characters "Zoomuguan" written on it.
There are also vertical plaques on the left and right sides of the gate. The words "Divine Plan" and "Iron Mouth Straight Cut" are written on the vertical plaques.
Regardless of whether it is the plaque on the door or the vertical plaque beside the door, all the words written on it are full of strength and magnanimity.
Naturally, Shu Guan did not write these words himself, but he asked them from a neighbor in Duolun Lane.
The people who live in this alley are truly crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
For example, the owner of the house three buildings away from Shuguan's house was a calligrapher and painter who was considered a master in Dahua.
Although most of the neighbors in Duolun Lane do not like the newly moved young man who is said to be a fortune teller, the calligraphy and painting master named Qin Bingji is one of the few neighbors who is kinder to Shu Guan. one.
When Shu Guan came to ask for a letter, Qin Bingji readily agreed and wrote it for Shu Guan on the spot.
Of course, it was not free. There were eleven words in total, and Shu Guan received two thousand silver dollars.
Shu Guan burst into tears of gratitude.
Because he had already inquired before coming here. Each of Master Tan Bingji's calligraphy was worth a thousand silver dollars in the market.
This is truly worth every word.
The price given to Shuguan is completely the neighborhood price. This may be one of the benefits of living in this alley. No wonder there are so many people outside who want to live in this alley. No wonder they originally wanted to live in this alley. Zhu Ming would regard this small building as a rare commodity.
If there hadn't been a murder in the small building, it might not have been Shu Guan's turn to live there.
At this moment, Shu Guan faced the early morning sunshine, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the eleven words that he had bought for two thousand silver dollars, feeling a little proud.
As for spending two thousand silver dollars, Shu Guan didn't feel bad at all, because this "horse racing house" might be where he would settle down and live in the future, so it had to have a sense of ceremony.
Speaking of the sense of ceremony, today is the first day of the opening of his "horse racing studio".
Shu Guan originally thought about getting some firecrackers to set off, but he just thought that his neighbors were all quiet people, and his image in their minds was not good, so why not do something annoying? Something happened.
Especially the Mr. Wenren who lives next to his house. Shu Guan now knows his work and rest time very well. This gentleman often writes until dawn. I am afraid that he has just fallen asleep at this time. I am afraid that I woke him up with a firecracker. The great writer who always had a bad temper really wanted to come and point at his nose and scold him.
Well, anyway, it’s best to have a sense of ritual, but it’s just the same thing if you don’t have it.
In the early morning, Shu Guan stood outside the gate of his newly opened "Zou Ma Pavilion", waiting for his first customer.
He knew guests were coming.
Because he can really tell fortunes.
