On the top of Taiyin Mountain, the place is filled with white mist all year round, like a fairyland.
When Zhang Qingyuan and Li Guangye climbed here, half an hour had passed.
There are many cliffs on the mountain. On the top of many cliffs, there are Taoist priests standing on the top to practice and meditate.
Isolated from the world, pure and harmonious.
Zhang Qingyuan had only seen such a scene in movies. When he saw it in reality, he couldn't help but marvel.
The temples and palaces built on the cliff platform are simply ingenious.
Every temple is dedicated to an immortal god, and every Taoist palace is home to a Taoist priest.
When we arrived at the residence of the leader of the Taiyin Sect, we saw the peak behind the main peak, named Guanghan.
There were two Taoist boys guarding the door. They stopped them the moment they approached. One of them looked Zhang Qingyuan up and down and then asked: "Third Senior Brother, who is this?"
Li Guangye hurriedly introduced: "This is a fellow Taoist from Sanqing Temple, Qinghe County, Nanzhou. He wants to place an order with us and pay a visit to the master and other uncles."
"Sanqing Taoism, Zhang Qingyuan, I have met two senior brothers."
Zhang Qingyuan made a gesture to salute. Although Taiyin Palace also belongs to the Jianghu sect, in the end, this place is still a Taoist sect, so the Taoist Ziwu formula must be used to salute.
Seeing this, the two Taoist boys said nothing and immediately let them go.
After all, it is a prestigious sect with strict rules.
It is not easy for outsiders to meet the leader.
Not to mention anything else, just the corridor and ropeway between the mountains can make people faint.
The two walked to the door of the room. Li Guangye knocked on the door, bowed and said respectfully:
"Master, a fellow Taoist has come down from the mountain. He wants to place an order with us and wants to visit you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed open, and a long and lingering voice came from inside.
"come in."
"Yes, Master."
Walking into the room, the simple atmosphere is full of Taoist charm.
The two of them moved lightly.
In the room, an old Taoist priest with gray hair and childish face was meditating with his eyes closed.
Wearing a white cloud-patterned Taoist robe with a fly whisk on his hands, he looks like an old Taoist priest with an immortal air.
This old Taoist priest is none other than Taoist Master Mingyue Zheng Xin, who was the current head of Taiyin Palace. He rode a crane down the mountain and challenged the Demon Lord alone, causing the Demon Lord to be seriously injured.
Zhang Qingyuan had heard of him when he was at Sanqing Temple. He only went down the mountain once in his life, and he raised the status of Taiyin Temple to one of the five major sects in the world.
Twenty years ago, Demon Lord first entered the world and challenged the masters of various sects one after another, and he was defeated by ten masters in a row.
That year, Taoist Master Mingyue was traveling down the mountain. In order to prevent the masters in the Central Plains martial arts community from being poisoned by the Demon Lord, Taoist Master Mingyue went there alone, found the Demon Lord, and had a bet with him.
And that battle also showed the world what kind of strength the Taiyin Sect was.
It also made the world realize that there was another great master in the world.
Later, in Taiyin Palace, Taoist Master Mingyue's three junior brothers also went down the mountain to travel, slaying demons and defending the Tao, and showing off their talents.
Only then did people realize that he, Zheng Xin, was not the only master of the Taiyin Palace.
Zhang Qingyuan treated such seniors with courtesy.
Arrange your clothes, salute respectfully, and bow down.
"Sanqingguan Sanren, disciple Zhang Qingyuan, pays homage to Master Mingyue."
The Taoist sects in the world are one family, so calling them uncle does not disturb their seniority, but makes them feel closer to each other.
Zheng Xin slowly raised her head, opened her mouth slightly and asked, "Who is your master?"
"Returning to my uncle, my master's name is Sun Daoqian."
Zheng thought for a while and felt that he had no impression. After all, there were so many people practicing Taoism in the world, and it was impossible for him to know everyone.
"Recently there is a sincere Taoist priest in the world, but you?"
Zhang Qingyuan was a little embarrassed. He really couldn't handle such a nickname, but there was nothing he could do about it. He must let the world change his title in the future.
He nodded bravely: "It's the disciple."
"Not bad." Zheng Xin nodded and praised: "I heard that your martial arts are good. You killed more than thirty disciples of Yunchen Villa by yourself."
"Yes."
Li Guangye on the side was a little surprised. Apparently he was not as well-informed as his master and did not know Zhang Qingyuan's deeds.
After saluting again, he explained: "The Taoist sects in the world are one family. Taoist friend Li Qiuran's sect was in trouble and was slandered and spied on by interested people in the world.
As a Taoist, I naturally want to help, but there are too many mediocre people in the world who slander me with their words. I came to see Master Mingyue, and I also want to ask clearly whether I should take care of this kind of thing or not. ? "
Zheng Xin smiled and flicked the whisk.
"You're such a cunning person, you obviously want to get the old Taoist to endorse you."
Zhang Qingyuan also smiled naively, and his little thoughts were seen.
Although I have my own reasons, I still need the support of the big boss on the surface.
Only if there are big bosses supporting it can it be justified.
Zheng Xin shook her head, looking a little helpless.
"You monkey, it's a good thing to help fellow Taoists overcome the calamity, so just do it with confidence."
"Thank you, Uncle Mingyue, for clarifying my doubts. This will put my mind at ease."
Zheng Xin nodded and said, "I hope you don't just look at beauty. If my Taiyin disciple is in trouble at the foot of the mountain in the future, I hope you can also generously help me."
"Of course I will."
Zhang Qingyuan agreed.
This is helping each other.
"Okay, since we have to place an order, Guangye will take the order."
"Yes, Master."
"Thank you, Uncle Mingyue."
"Back off."
After the two saluted, they walked out of the room and the door closed automatically.
With just this one hand, Zhang Qingyuan admits that he still can't do it. This shows that Taoist Mingyue's internal strength is so high that he can do whatever he wants.
There are no realms and levels in this world, such as second-rate and first-rate masters. It’s just that outsiders think you are at this level and are respected.
If you want to be a grandmaster, you have to show your ability. At best, I am currently at the first-class level in the world, and I am not even top among the first-class players.
Following Li Guangye, the two of them visited the other three elders of Taiyin Palace.
They are the junior disciples of Taoist Priest Mingyue, whose Taoist names are Mingxin, Mingzhu and Mingshan.
Zhang Qingyuan intended to build a good relationship with them, especially the famous Taoist priest, who had a cheerful personality. After Zhang Qingyuan had a rainbow fart, he was so happy that he wanted to give him some tips.
The little old man is not old, only in his fifties, and is in excellent spirits.
At the martial arts arena on the main peak, they were surrounded by a group of Taiyin disciples.
All the disciples were also surprised. The Fourth Master usually only practiced on his main peak, so why was he interested in coming to the martial arts field today.
Taoist Master Mingshan put his hands in his sleeves, pointed at Zhang Qingyuan and said, "Come on, let the old Taoist see how your martial arts is, Guanghui, come and help him."
"Yes, Master."
Wu Guanghui, about thirty years old, is the direct disciple of Taoist Master Mingshan.
He was surprised just now why the master came out for a walk, but it turned out that there were guests coming.
Looking at the Taoist priest in front of him who was much younger than himself, Wu Guanghui drew his sword.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful."
Zhang Qingyuan also put on his posture, chuckled and said, "Come on."
"Boy, my apprentice's Huaguang Sword Technique has reached the stage of transformation. Don't rely on it."
"Uncle, don't worry, I will do my best."
