They followed the man who led the way to the central palace.
It's called - Yunzhong Temple.
The Yunzhong Temple stands on the highest clouds and mist. From a distance, it seems to be floating and looming in the clouds and mist. Its position seems to move with the ups and downs of the clouds and mist, and it is surrounded by cranes, making it look like an immortal mansion.
Walk closer.
However, he discovered that the Yunzhong Temple had always stood in place, as if the sight of it floating just now was just an illusion.
Inside the Yunzhong Temple.
The main platform was blocked by a purple gauze curtain, and only the figure of a female cultivator could be vaguely seen inside. Standing on both sides of the gauze curtain were two graceful maids. Their faces were covered with translucent gauze scarves, giving people a hazy feeling. Beauty.
"Uncle Duanmu, the visitor has been brought."
The leading man took the three people to the center of Yunzhong Hall and bowed their heads respectfully.
He is the foundation-building monk.
It is conceivable that the person he can call a master uncle must be a major cultivator in the golden elixir stage.
Zhao Yongqi and the other three also followed the leading man's actions, announced their home address and bowed in salute.
"Jiu Yao, the junior, watches Wan Ling and pays homage to senior Duanmu."
"Junior Zhao Shouyan of the Weishan Zhao family pays homage to senior Duanmu."
"Junior Zhao Yongqi of the Weishan Zhao family pays homage to senior Duanmu."
The three of them looked respectful.
In the face of such a golden elixir period overhaul, no matter what little thoughts you have, you have to put it away. The huge gap in strength between the two cannot be shortened by tactics.
"No gift."
Because of the obstruction of the purple gauze curtain, the specific expression of senior Duanmu could not be seen at all.
All that could be heard was a gentle voice as light as a lark.
The sound reaches my ears.
Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but tremble all over.
It was as if the female voice contained unknown magic power, which was instantly transmitted to his bones and flesh, making his entire body feel much lighter.
"This is the silver-leaf recommendation book of the ninth-grade clan."
"Fill in your clan name and it will be registered on the 'clan list' of the Xuantian Sect of the First-Rank Immortal Sect."
A female voice came on the way.
A maid on both sides walked up to Zhao Shouyan with a tray.
The tray was padded with red silk, and a silver foil folding book was placed on it. It was exactly what the woman called a silver foil recommendation book.
"Thank you, Senior Duanmu."
Zhao Shouyan bowed his thanks again and carefully took the silver foil recommendation letter.
He looked a little excited.
Silver foil recommendation book.
It is the proof of clan promotion.
The sources of all the silver foil recommendation books are from the Xuantian Sect of the first-level immortal sect. It is said that in addition to the silver foil recommendation books, there are also gold foil recommendation books, but those are only used by those who are promoted to the sixth level sect. of objects.
It is said that tens of thousands of years ago.
Whether it is a gold foil recommendation book or a silver foil recommendation book.
Every appearance will be accompanied by an envoy from the Xuantian Sect, called the "Xuan Envoy", who will personally hand it over to the promoted clan.
But for tens of thousands of years.
As the Xuantian Sect's rule in the Plains of Ten Thousand Kingdoms gradually stabilized.
The appearance frequency of Xuanshi has also been reduced a lot.
There will no longer be such a solemn ceremony for the gift of a silver-leaf recommendation book; only when the gold-leaf recommendation level is reached, a mysterious envoy will come forward in person.
"Okay, just discuss other matters with Junior Nephew Feng."
After giving the silver foil recommendation letter.
Senior Duanmu didn't talk to Yaxing, so he immediately issued an eviction order.
She appeared here just to guard Wuliang Ship and prevent Xiao Xiao from causing trouble; if it weren't for the importance of the silver foil recommendation letter, she would not even meet Zhao Yongqi and the others.
Although there is only one big realm between Golden Pill and Foundation Establishment.
But the strength and status between the two are vastly different.
The most intuitive difference is lifespan. The lifespan of a monk in the foundation-building stage is just over two hundred years; but once they reach the golden elixir stage, their lifespan can reach up to about five hundred years.
and.
During the Qi refining period, one can also rely on the difference in the number of people.
Relying on the human sea tactic to besiege the foundation-building monks.
But after reaching the Golden Core stage, it is almost impossible to rely on the advantage of numbers to hunt.
Just like Jiuyao Temple.
Although there is only one golden elixir stage major cultivator in each generation.
But it is precisely because of this Jindan Patriarch that he can ensure that Jiuyao Temple will prosper for hundreds of years and will always be the ruler of the Luo Kingdom.
...
"Yes, Uncle Duanmu!"
After the golden elixir overhaul spoke.
The man who just brought the three people to Yunzhong Temple also immediately agreed.
Xiang Zhao Yongqi and the others said, "Follow me."
Naturally, everyone had no objection.
They followed the man to a side hall next to them. After sitting down together, a maid immediately brought tea and water.
Just listen to the man say: "My surname is Feng Mo. I am responsible for all the mortals and monks on the "Yunzhong Ship" who have moved to southern Xinjiang. After the Zhao family boarded the Yunzhong Ship, they can come to me to resolve any issues."
The man's face is like a crown jade.
Speak clearly and politely.
There is no aloof temperament like the legendary large sects.
After he introduced himself, he didn't say too many polite words, and immediately asked straight to the point: "Do you have a list of the people who boarded the ship from the Zhao family?"
"it's here."
It was Zhao Yongqi who spoke.
He took a step forward and respectfully presented a jade slip: "Senior Feng, please take a look."
Nowadays, Zhao Shouyan doesn't care much about the Zhao family's affairs.
Zhao Yongqi is in charge of everything. After moving to southern Xinjiang, Zhao Yongqi will be in charge of everything, so even when dealing with foundation-building monks, Zhao Yongqi has to go into battle himself.
Feng Mo saw that it was a boy at the first level of Qi training who answered.
Obviously a little surprised: "This fellow Taoist is..."
He looked at Zhao Shouyan and Wan Ling, obviously wondering why Zhao Yongqi seemed to be in charge among the three of them.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, don't blame me."
Zhao Shouyan introduced Feng Mo with a smile: "This man is the third generation patriarch of our Zhao family. After going to southern Xinjiang, he will represent our Zhao family."
"The third generation patriarch?"
"I see."
Although Feng Mo still had doubts in his eyes, he didn't say any more.
He took the jade slip handed over by Zhao Yongqi.
I didn't see any movement from him. He seemed to be just slightly distracted for a moment and then recovered immediately.
"It turns out that fellow Taoist Zhao is not going to southern Xinjiang."
He was a little stunned.
The jade slips record all the monks who moved to southern Xinjiang from the Zhao family, including their spiritual qualifications, gender cultivation, age and position, etc., as well as the general number and classification of mortals.
After seeing the list on the jade slip.
Feng Mo finally understood that it was rare for the Zhao family's only foundation-building monk to not go to southern Xinjiang, but to let a boy with a first-level Qi training be the clan leader.
This is the Zhao family's own business.
Although Feng Mo was curious, he didn't ask any more questions.
What Southern Xinjiang needs is population, not a certain foundation-building monk, so whether Zhao Shouyan goes to Southern Xinjiang is not a matter worth discussing at all.
"About a hundred thousand mortals..."
Feng Mo looked at the data on the list, pondered for a moment, thought about it for a while, and then said: "The ship in the cloud has thirteen floors, and the first seven floors are spaces where mortals live. According to the Zhao family..."
