Zhu Fazheng did not need an introduction. Wang Zijia and Zhu Qi stood up together and saluted the leaders of the two groups who came.
It was none other than the two immortals who had watched the battle before. They looked like they were both in the Earth Immortal Realm, but their auras were as deep as the abyss, and they looked like old Earth Immortals at first glance.
"Shangqing Jianmai Xuanying said, I have met two fellow Taoists!"
"Zhuge Wenxiong of the Yuqing Sect has met two fellow Taoists!"
The two of them did not look down upon Zhu Qi because of his background, and were quite serious, including the tribulation monk Wang Zijia who was respected by Zhu Qi.
"Zhu Qi from Baizu Mountain, I have met two fellow Taoists!"
Wang Zijia did not introduce him, but just followed Zhu Qi. After greeting them, he sat down.
His attitude was plain, neither arrogant nor awe-inspiring, just like meeting two ordinary Taoist friends.
"Two fellow Taoists, please take a seat!" Zhu Qi, as the protagonist, greeted immediately.
The two of them bowed again, then stepped forward and sat down.
Without waiting for the servants to serve tea, Wang Zijia casually took out two teacups and poured a cup for each of them.
Both of them took the teacups seriously, with thorough etiquette.
Probably because everyone was unfamiliar with them, there was a moment of silence after sitting down.
"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Zhu would be so perseverant. After being trapped in the Eastern Barren for five thousand years, he became an immortal in one fell swoop. Among those who have become immortals in the past 100,000 years, Fellow Daoist Zhu is definitely the number one with such perseverance!" Yuqing Immortal Lord Zhuge Wenxiong said. It opens with touts about snake oil.
"Yes, fellow Taoist, you still became a Gu Immortal in the Eastern Wasteland. We really admire your courage, perseverance, and talent." Xuan Yingdao, the Shangqing Immortal Lord, said with a smile.
Zhu Qi shook her head and said with a wry smile: "What kind of talent do I have? Master spent so much effort, but the result is that the immortal body is still flawed."
Probably because she thought she was not familiar with the two of them, and thinking that Wang Zijia was the boss of Taiqing, she decisively brought the topic to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia originally had a posture where you talk about each other and I drink from you.
As a result, Zhu Qi directed the words to him, causing him to pause.
"Oh?!" Shangqing Immortal Master Xuan Yingdao turned his head and looked at Wang Zijia, and said: "This is the recently famous Taoist Fellow Yun Zhongzi from Sanyuan City, right?"
"It's just a bit of a bad name. Fellow Taoist Xuan is so complimentary." Wang Zijia drank tea and said calmly.
There was not much respect and humility, and there was not the slightest bit of anxiety or confusion, just like normal.
Zhuge Wenxiong frowned slightly, but Xuan Yingdao said without hesitation:
"I heard that fellow Taoist came from the Central Immortal Realm, and he also cultivated the Yuanci Liangyi Sword? Forgive me, I don't remember that there is such a figure as fellow Taoist in my direct lineage from the Qing Dynasty."
Wang Zijia stopped drinking tea, his face still calm. After putting down the tea cup in his hand, he glanced at the two of them without any emotion, and then said:
"It is true that I am not a disciple of Shangqing, but I did cultivate the Yuanci Liangyi Sword."
Hearing this, Xuan Yingdao frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia smiled and said: "Why, the Yuanci Liangyi Sword can only come from the Shangqing Sword Vein? If I remember correctly, this is the Duobao Taoism, right?"
Zhuge Wenxiong also frowned, looked at Wang Zijia and said: "Fellow Taoist is right, it is indeed the Duobao Taoism. But do you know, Taoist Taoist, that the Duobao Taoism comes from the third lineage, and it has always been a direct descendant of the Shangqing Dynasty?"
Xuan Yingdao also spoke at this moment: "Yes, the Liangyi Sword is indeed my direct descendant, and most of the time only the main peak can come into contact with it."
Wang Zijia did not immediately explain, but said calmly: "Are you two here to ask questions?"
Wang Zijia's neither salty nor bland attitude made both of them pause. Xuan Yingdao immediately explained:
"Don't get me wrong, fellow Taoist. I just want to ask if you are a disciple of my spreading pulse."
Wang Zijia glanced at the two of them and did not say anything immediately. Instead, under the doubtful looks of several people, he stretched out his hand.
Faint mana fluctuations emerged, and first a small sword levitated out.
"It is indeed a very orthodox Yuanci Liangyi sword, but it should only be an introductory chapter." Xuan Yingdao said as he looked at the small sword.
However, he froze the next moment.
I saw that the small sword in Wang Zijia's hand did not stop after it was condensed.
Immediately afterwards, a black and white chess piece with a strange aura appeared, a simple five-color talisman appeared, a simple sky lantern appeared, and finally a strange small cauldron appeared.
Several artifacts appeared one by one, and then rotated around Wang Zijia, like a king surrounding them.
Zhuge Wenxiong was slightly confused and thinking, but Xuan Yingdao turned from doubtful to stunned and looked at the thing in Wang Zijia's hand.
"Do you know him?" Wang Zijia said calmly.
"Bagua furnace, seven-star lantern, five-element talisman, Liangyi sword, and this is... Sancai array chess?" Xuan Yingdao looked at the objects in astonishment and whispered.
"Good taste!" Wang Zijia said calmly, with some admiration, some comment, and some emotion: "Not many people can recognize these things at a glance nowadays."
As the prince spoke beautifully, he seemed to have thought of something, with some vicissitudes of life, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.
"Who is Fellow Taoist?" Xuanyingdao asked solemnly with a serious expression.
Because of the other party's words, Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, regained his calm expression, and answered the question: "First of all, I should correct your wrong understanding."
"Back then, the Duobao Taoism was not only transmitted in the three core lines of the Taoist court, but spread across all realms, and those who were predestined could realize it themselves."
"It's just that the requirements for entry are too high, and the requirements for opportunities are too harsh, and only a few people get the basics. We have also experienced changes in the Fourth Age and wasted time in the Fifth Age, so we have reached the current situation."
"Wait a minute, the Taoist court you are talking about? The Taoist court of the third era?" Zhuge Wenxiong suddenly interrupted Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia raised his eyes and looked at Zhuge Wenxiong and asked: "Since you are asking me about the inheritance of Duobao Taoism, shouldn't it be Tao Ting?"
The two looked at each other, and Xuan Yingdao asked again: "Who is the fellow Taoist?"
"My heel? You two can rest assured that I have no great connection with either Shangqing or Yuqing. At most, I have some involvement with Taiqing. And..."
Wang Zijia picked up the teacup on the table and said calmly: "You seem to be paying attention to the wrong point? Today is not my three-altar assembly to review the Dharma."
"By the way, these two Taoist brothers have a lot of experience in the condensation of the immortal body. There is something wrong with the condensation of the younger sister's immortal body. There are some flaws. I wonder if you two can give me some advice?"
At this time, Zhu Qi on the side had already noticed that he had brought up the wrong topic, so he took the opportunity to immediately change the topic and asked.
Zhuge Wenxiong and Xuan Yingdao took a deep look at Wang Zijia, and did not ask any more questions. They changed the subject in a tacit understanding:
"I've seen it before, but it's just a small problem, fellow Taoist, and it can be solved in some time. However, this immortal body is really difficult to deal with in the Eastern Wasteland..."
With the words of a few people, things seemed to be back on track.
The three of them discussed their practice experiences, with Xuan Yingdao and Zhuge Wenxiong talking more, and Zhu Qi listening.
Wang Zijia continued to drink tea calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
After more than a quarter of an hour, the two of them probably knew that Zhu Qi needed time to stabilize his cultivation, so it was a great honor to receive them at this time.
So after the two got acquainted, they prepared to say goodbye and leave.
At this time, Zhu Qi's expression suddenly changed and he immediately asked: "Two Taoist brothers, do you know how the three sects handle the affairs of the Taiqing secret realm and the witch world?"
The two of them paused for a moment, then Zhuge Wenxiong said: "The Taiqing ruins are extremely suitable for cultivating Taoist soldiers. Nowadays, ruins appear frequently everywhere, and various extraterritorial passages appear from time to time. This is the time when there is a lack of exploration troops."
"So some of my uncles should take it back to the Central Immortal Realm and adjust it into a military camp suitable for military campaigns!"
"As for the witchcraft world... it's just a broken fragment of the world. I guess when the ancestors free up their hands, they will launch a war to capture and clean up the world, and completely eliminate those crazy gods!"
"Free your hands?" Zhu Qi asked doubtfully.
"Although the witchcraft world has also declined greatly, there are still a few immortals and gods who control the world. It's okay for these crazy gods to come out. They are a bit difficult to deal with at home. If we want to start a war to capture and clean up the world, we need the mysterious immortals of the ninth realm. Immortal Lord leads the team."
"But I don't know what's going on lately. Evil disasters have broken out in various domains, wars are raging, and all kinds of battles are going on. The ancestors are all busy. Even the few uncles who came this time are still groping for the things they met in the void. An ancient ruin."
"So I guess it will take a while!"
Having said this, Zhuge Wenxiong looked at Zhu Qi and Wang Zijia and said, "Do you have any grudge against the witchcraft community?"
This time Wang Zijia did not ask Zhu Qi to answer, and said himself: "There was a blood feud between Taiqing and the witch world. These fellow Taoists should know it, right?"
Hearing this, Xuan Yingdao opened his mouth to say something else.
But Wang Zijia said to Zhu Qi: "It's getting late, you should hurry up and stabilize your cultivation!"
"Okay Master!"
Zhuge Wenxiong and Xuan Yingdao looked at each other, understood that they were seeing off guests, and immediately stood up to leave.
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After watching the two people leave, Zhu Qicai asked doubtfully: "It seems that Master hasn't returned to Taiqing yet?"
Wang Zijia nodded and said: "I, Su Hui, have only been awakened for ten years. Today is the first time I have come into contact with the senior leaders of the Three Meridians."
"Master, since you are an immortal from Taiqing, why don't you just go back to Taiqing in order to quickly recover your cultivation?" Zhu Qi asked doubtfully.
Wang Zijia glanced at her and said, "The Taiqing Palace today and the Taiqing Palace back then are not the same Taiqing Palace."
Zhu Qi was confused.
"Back then, Taiqing Palace was the leader of the Taoist sect and the lord of hundreds of veins, but today's Taiqing Palace... is just a reborn sect that inherited some of its mantle. It's not the same thing at all."
"And with my status... I went to pretend to be a prince? How do you think they would react?"
At this point, the prince paused in his words.
For example, the Han Dynasty inherited the mantle of the Qin Dynasty and opened up a new world. Although they are both from the Celestial Dynasty, the great Qin ancestor went to the Han Dynasty and wanted to be regarded as an ancestor. What would be the result?
If he is very awesome and is already a big shot, people will definitely recognize him. But as soon as you get through the tribulation, the monk wants to become a Supreme Being and search for resources...
forget it!
Of course, if the old man from Taiqing Palace still survived, that would be another story. If you can't be the Supreme Emperor of the Taiqing Palace, you can still be the reincarnated ancestor of the surviving lineage.
This is also the reason why Wang Zijia immediately looked for acquaintances in Taiqing Palace, but did not take this route after seeing no acquaintances.
Zhu Qi roughly understood something, and the two were silent for a moment. Wang Zijiacai then added:
"And... I haven't gone to the Central Immortal Realm yet, and I haven't had the chance to go to Taiqing Palace to see the specific situation."
Wang Zijia didn't want to get entangled in this, so he said, "Let's talk about this later. You should quickly stabilize your cultivation!"
"Thank you Master for your concern. This disciple will go down first and come back to Master to serve you in a few days!" Zhu Qi bowed, then turned and left.
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Wang Zijia was alone in the courtyard, drinking tea quietly and thinking about various things.
Half a day later, the Zhu family gods who had been waiting outside the door for a long time could no longer bear it. The twenty-odd-year-old god Daxiu walked into the Wang Zijia courtyard, only to find that only Wang Zijia was left, and his family was not seen. Ancestor.
"Zhu Qi is going to stabilize her cultivation. If anything happens, let's talk about it after she comes out of seclusion!"
Wang Zijia looked at everyone and dismissed them with a calm tone.
A large group of divine kings are still confused, and they are still confused about their ancestor suddenly becoming an immortal.
Especially Zhu Fazheng, who knew the specific situation, was the most confused.
He was obviously planning to die for his ancestor, why did he suddenly become an immortal?
This turning point is too big!
"Disciple, you understand!"
Although they were full of doubts, all the souls bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia's words and all retreated.
For a moment, only Zhu Fazheng, the head of the Zhu family, and several elders from the previously forbidden area were left in the courtyard.
"Why, is there anything else?" Wang Zijia asked as he looked at a few people.
"Junior...disciple does have many questions." Zhu Fazheng gritted his teeth and said under pressure.
"Didn't I tell you that if you have something to do when Zhu Qi comes out of confinement, you can handle it on your own. I'm not the ancestor of your family. Why do you want me to deal with your Zhu family's affairs?"
Wang Zijia put down the teacup, frowned, and asked in a calm tone.
Although there was not much change in their demeanor, several people felt that they were suddenly under a lot of pressure.
Zhu Fazheng still did not retreat immediately, but continued to look at the pressure and said bravely: "Other disciples can wait, but there is one question that I will ask until my death."
Wang Zijia looked at Zhu Fazheng calmly and said nothing.
Seeing this, Zhu Fazheng gritted his teeth and said, "Ancestor... is he still an ancestor?"
After he asked this question, the old men behind him all tensed up.
Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and then with a slightly evil smile on his face, he said, "So what if it's true, so what if it's not?"
Zhu Fazheng said: "Whether it is true or not, my Zhu family has an additional Immortal Lord. This will not change. The disciples just want to be understanding people and seek a clear heart. Master will not do this." You don’t want it to be fulfilled at all, do you?”
Wang Zijia glanced at the few people who were tense and ready to explode at any moment. He thought it was funny at first, but when he thought about how cautious he used to be, he suddenly lost the interest in being funny.
(End of chapter)
