Taoist chanting

After chatting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng found that there was almost no gap between him and Daoist Xuanmu's unexpected speculative chat.

Tu Kun snorted twice, and demolished the stage: "Monastery Master, you have to be careful of Boss Wood, I was deceived by his sanctimonious appearance and good conversation back then, and fell into his hands."

Daoist Xuanmu laughed, and said: "You pat your conscience and say, I don't use any means to suppress you, so that you can't vent your resentment, can you survive the 500-year spiritual energy tide? Brother Tu, can you survive five years?" The stage is difficult, and I have contributed a lot to today."

The reason is such a reason, Tu Kun is still unconvinced, and even "bah" a few times: "Boss, your face has been cultivated deeper than your cultivation base."

Daoist Xuanmu smiled and said, "Thanks for the prize", and introduced the middle-aged Taoist priest who had watched the excitement for a long time to a few people: "This is Lingbao Guan Suliang, who ascended to the upper realm with me thousands of years ago. Fellow brother."

There were a few others who stood a little further away, but Xuanmu didn't introduce them.

Zhang Wenfeng, Shan Chang and the others hurriedly bowed their hands and exchanged a few polite greetings.

Bone Crow folded his hands on his chest, stood more than ten feet away, closed his eyes and fell asleep, not intending to know Xuan Mu and others.

Zhang Wenfeng turned his head and glanced at the middle of the terrace, and saw that a group of monks in Lingbao Temple were still in the crowd, as if they were still trying to distinguish whether the recruiting of monks was true or not, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he asked with a smile: "Two Daoist priest, why don't you invite the Lingbao Temple monks who have ascended from the lower realm to come over?"

Daoist Xuanmu smiled and said: "Let's observe first. Brother Tu, please call them over. No matter how loud we shout, they won't believe it."

Tu Kun sent a few words to Zhou Fushi, who was looking around in the distance, and when he saw the other party looking over, he raised his hand as a signal.

Su Liang said in a low voice: "Running from Zhaoyao Mountain to Liupo Mountain will cost a lot of money, and the journey will take almost half a year. Xuan Mu and I came here because of the old relationship with fellow Taoist Tu." Turning the topic around: "We may not want so many Lingbaoguan monks who ascended from the lower realm."

Tu Kun frowned and said, "What do you mean? Do you want to pick again?"

Daoist Xuanmu did not hide anything, and said: "The Zongmen has requirements in this regard. The assessment selects the ascension monks with excellent aptitude. Some monks who are difficult to advance to the sixth level, or those who are not good enough will be excluded. The rules of the upper world are like this, not ours. Intentionally making things difficult."

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slightly, signaling Tu Kun not to say more.

It's no wonder that the upper realm sect accepts everything, regardless of Taoism, Confucianism, witches, and demons, as long as they meet the requirements of the sect.

Those who fail may be able to go to other small sects to try their luck, or they can only do casual cultivation.

At first he felt a little guilty for not being able to join Lingbao Temple, but now he is very grateful, otherwise there would always be unqualified disciples who would wander around.

Zhou Fushi, Wan Boqi, and Su Xianyuan led seventeen monks over, happily bowed their hands and got to know Xuan Mu and Su Liang, two seniors.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't talk too much to interfere, he and Taoist Xuanmu went aside to talk.

Shan Chang, Yue Anyan and Zhao Zhu'er just watched, without interjecting a word.

Su Liang went to explain the rules of joining Lingbao Temple with Zhou Fushi and the three people in advance, and told about all the inhumane things in the upper world. Zhou Fushi and the three were obviously very helpless. They discussed for a while through sound transmission, and then had to accept the assessment first .

Daoist Xuanmu used the corner of his mouth to shout several miles away, "Taoist monks from Lingbao Temple, Tianxing Temple, etc., please come." The very enthusiastic monk turned his direction, and said via voice transmission: "Senior Brother Su and I have known those people for thousands of years. The former lower realm is the same door."

Zhang Wenfeng and Tu Kun understand that the most ruthless ones are their former classmates.

Tu Kun joked and said via voice transmission: "Boss, if you come to our Cold Spirit Palace, we won't despise you."

Daoist Xuanmu looked at the two of them with strange eyes, hesitated a little, and sent a voice transmission to the two of them: "If you can't get along in the Cold Spirit Palace, hurry up to the Lingbao Temple in the Zhaoyao Mountain area, and I can guarantee you to join. "

Tu Kun saw that Xuan Mu's expression was not joking, he couldn't figure it out, so he asked via sound transmission: "Boss, what do you mean, speak directly, let go if you have a fart, and hide half of what you said, or are you a brother?"

Daoist Xuanmu raised his hand and gave Tu Kun a head, hooked Tu Kun's shoulders, sighed secretly, and told the truth through voice transmission: "The ninth-level earth fairy who backs you behind, she is at most 50 years old in the upper world. After [-] years, when she ascends to the Immortal Realm, what will you do? Just rely on the two remaining seventh-level demon cultivators?
Do you know that... She almost demolished Youxian Temple, the third of the twelve major sects in the Liupo Mountain area. The three eighth-level ancestors and more than a dozen seventh-level monks in Youxian Temple were single-handedly demolished by her. The fight was so messy that the Patriarch Hall was almost smashed.

Anyway, your Cold Spirit Palace is in the entire Nine Realms of the Upper Realm, and everyone will praise you as 'famous' when you mention it.

How do you feel, two little brothers? "

Tu Kun tried his best to break free from Xuanmu's tightly bound arm, and he and the temple master were both sweating like waterfalls.

Zhang Wenfeng understood why Mo Yenu broke into the Immortal Palace, it was too fierce, she deserved to be a woman who dared to fight Lord Yan and turn the Underworld upside down, her temper remained unchanged.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Wenfeng's expression has returned to normal, and he cupped his hands and said in a voice transmission: "Thank you, Daoist Xuanmu, for reminding me, I really can't get along at that time, I will take my brothers to the Zhaoyao Mountain area, now, let's take a step at a time .”

He didn't say that he would seek refuge with Daoist Xuanmu, he also knew the even more powerful True Monarch Merlin.

Su Liang and a few others used a kind of hollow-out magic weapon to conduct the assessment. After a short time, 20 people including Zhou Fushi were tested, and seven people were unqualified. Among them were Su Qin, who had served Guanzhu Zhang, and Chen Zhong's friend Ge Xiaoxing.

Zhou Fushi, Wan Boqi and Su Xianyuan were in a dilemma.

Daoist Xuanmu watched with a half-smile on his face.

Zhang Wenfeng gave Tu Kun a wink, and Tu Kun walked over knowingly, and said a few words to Zhou Fushi and the three of them via voice transmission. The three of them thanked each other gratefully. Cold Spirit Palace.

After talking for a while, they handed over their hands and said goodbye, agreeing to wait until they settled down, and then went to the Zhaoyao Mountains to pay a visit. Zhang Wenfeng and his party had seven more disciples who had been eliminated by Lingbao Temple, and returned to join the crowd. Without further delay, they set off for the Fly outside the platform.

The yellow-faced old man was surrounded by Xiao Ni'er, Xin Xing and Lu Chan'er with expressions of admiration, and he was eloquent, telling anecdotes and anecdotes about the Nine Realms of the Upper Realm, which caused the three little guys to exclaim that they had never seen the world before. Lu Zijin also leaned forward without realizing it.

The yellow-faced old man was more interested in talking and hurried on his way without delaying the flight.

Bone Crow was relatively silent, floating beside the temple master with half-closed eyes.

Flying over countless rivers and mountains all the way, after flying for a long time, night fell, and three white moons of different shades appeared on the horizon, hanging in the sky everywhere.

The three little guys yelled again, everything in the upper world was very new to them.

It was already late at night when we arrived at the Cold Spirit Palace.

The yellow-faced old man swiped his hand and said proudly: "The surrounding five hundred miles are under the jurisdiction of our Cold Spirit Palace, including more than 60 villages, eight towns, and one city. The territory is not small." He added: "Just wait for the suzerain Show off your skills and make the Cold Spirit Palace great."

Both he and the bone crow are not good at handling trivial matters, and they can't bear that trouble.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and bowed his hands politely. When he saw Mo Ye, he had to talk about some important matters first.

Carry forward or something, we will talk later when we are free.

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