Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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As soon as they set foot in the Lianyun Dao Sect, the rich aura rushed towards them. The juniors in the Qi-refining and foundation-building stage wished they could sit down and meditate right away. Some of them had bad intentions, and their eyes had already started to shoot crazy and greedy. They couldn't help stealing their eyes Look at the spiritual flowers and plants planted around.

The Jindan monks who came to Lianyun Daozong for the first time, looked at the misty and cloud-shrouded Lingfeng resorts in the distance, but felt a bitterness in their hearts. If they can enter Lianyun Daozong, they will probably have their own world there Well, it's a pity that as a casual cultivator now, he is destined to only survive in the cracks of these big factions, and his life is in danger at any time.

Thinking of this, everyone's killing intent rose sharply, and today is bound to turn the world upside down.

Wandao Tianzun took everyone's expressions into his eyes one by one, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. [

Fairy Lingyun has supernatural awareness, and naturally understands the performance of the people behind her, but she doesn't make any moves. A famous family should have the broad-mindedness of a famous family.

The two walked side by side, the man was magnificent and the woman was radiant, like the most well-matched couple in the world, who knows, but they have their own thoughts.

Walking behind Ren Zhengyuan, Ye Bai was also extremely excited. Ten years later, he returned to the sect. Every plant and tree made him feel very cordial. Lianyun Daozong seemed to have not changed much, as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

It was the guards standing everywhere, one by one trying to restrain their inner fear, looking at the group of low-level disciples, there were still a few familiar faces.

Fairy Lingyun led everyone to the northwest direction, Ye Bai knew that this was going to Xiantai, where Lianyun Daozong usually greeted visiting guests.

Turning around a fairy nanmu bridge with gurgling water, hundreds of stone steps leading to the top of the mountain immediately appear in front of you, and the top of the mountain is where you come to Xiantai.

"It seems that many old friends have come!" Ren Zhengyuan muttered to himself, feeling dozens of powerful auras coming from the top of the mountain.

Fairy Lingyun turned her head, glanced at him with clear eyes, and said, "Isn't this what Fellow Daoist expected? For this day, I must have been planning for a long time."

Ren Zhengyuan smiled wryly, but he knew that Lingyun was not aimed at him, but Wandao Tianzun.

Everyone climbed up the steps, and every sound of footsteps falling on the stone surface was clear and echoed in the mountains.There was a dull sound, like thunder, exploding every step, and the disciples in the qi refining period even felt as if their hearts were about to jump out of their chests, and they were more depressed.

Ye Bai took Wan Qing's hand, poured a burst of vitality to help her calm her heartbeat, Wan Qing looked back at him, smiled sweetly, and felt at ease.

Walking up the last stone step, several gazes immediately intertwined in the air, messy, but implying the shadow of swords and swords.

"It really was a great event!"

Wan Dao Tianzun smiled slightly, looked around with deep meaning in his eyes, and took a few steps forward: "Fellow Daoist Qianhe, Wan Dao came here uninvited, I wonder if there is a seat for me?"

The ones sitting in the front row in the direction of the north were the other six of Lianyun's seven sons, sitting there, with expressions on their faces and powerful momentum, heading straight into the sky.

Behind the six people, there are dozens of figures standing upright, silent as a deep, they are all genius disciples that Ye Bai has always longed to surpass.

Qian Hezi sat in the middle, wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a simple face, white beard and white hair, and gentle eyes. This No. 1 figure among the brightest faces of the Song Kingdom, stood up tall, with an inscrutable smile, and said: "I knew that fellow Taoists from the Loose Cultivation Alliance were coming. The old Taoists have been waiting for a long time. Wan Dao, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still the same, so joking."

Qian Hezi's voice was clear and healthy, without the slightest senility, and it fell in the ears of everyone, unhurriedly, making people feel his self-confidence and calmness.

Tianzun Wan Dao laughed, and under the guidance of the disciples of Lian Yun Dao Sect, he led everyone to sit in the vacant seats to the west. [

Fairy Lingyun and Qianhezi greeted each other and sat down in their seats.

Ye Bai was not familiar with the big bosses of other sects, so he wasn't too surprised.Hiding in the crowd, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting under Qian Hezi, his teacher "Student of the Sword" Bu Yuan.

I haven't seen him in ten years. This monk, who was known as the most beautiful man in the cultivation world of Song Dynasty, already has a little white hair, and his handsome face seems to have suffered from the wind and frost of the years, showing slight wrinkles.Only the spine that is still straight tells his pride and unyielding.

As if aware of other people's eyes, Bu Yuan's sword-browed starry eyes flashed with lightning, and he looked in Ye Bai's direction. Ye Bai couldn't lower his head, and the eyes of the two met together instantly.

Ye Bai suddenly felt empty, his mind went blank, and all the sounds outside him gradually moved away and disappeared.

Bu Yuan stared blankly at Ye Bai, his eyes lit up, this was perhaps the most distraught moment in his cultivation career, surprise, bewilderment, confusion, and countless emotions appeared in his eyes one by one until he finally closed his eyes.

Ye Bai came to his senses and knew that Bu Yuan must have recognized him. Although he didn't ask immediately for some reason, the connection between master and apprentice developed over the years is absolutely unmistakable.

"Brother Ye, what happened?" Seeing that his face turned pale, Wan Qing asked concerned.

Ye Bai shook his head vigorously and said, "It's nothing, don't worry." Ren Zhengyuan looked back at him with a gloomy look, as if he had sensed something, but he didn't speak.

"Hahahaha", a long and bold laugh brought Ye Bai back to reality.

A big fat man on the east seat stood up and said, "Wandao, you haven't been out and about for many years, have you forgotten all your old friends?"

This person looks ordinary, but his imposing manner is majestic, as if he would attract everyone's attention anytime and anywhere, and outshine everyone else. The bright red robe is extremely eye-catching, with the sun, moon and stars embroidered on it, each one looks like a living thing The same, attracting everyone's attention to the past, unable to leave.

Wan Dao Tianzun said with a smile: "Little brother's Yuanming Island has scarce spiritual energy, and it can't compare with Taoist brother's Youxian Palace. If you don't concentrate on cultivation, I'm afraid it will be taken to the lair sooner or later."

The big fat man recalled: "Brother, I really miss the old days when we swam with our arms together and roared proudly in the mountains and rivers. I only hate being entangled in mundane affairs, and I can't get away from it all the time. Besides, I don't have that state of mind for a long time. Now it's even more so. It's reduced to the point where, for the sake of the junior disciples, I want to come to the point where I want to beg for a bowl of food from Brother Qianhe, I'm really ashamed!"

"Exactly! I hope Fellow Daoist Qianhe will guide us on a clear path!" A middle-aged Taoist next to the big fat man suddenly interjected. , the old monk was in meditation, but the sudden sound came to everyone's ears clearly, with a long history of vicissitudes, which made people dare not underestimate it.

Qian Hezi looked at the three people who were suddenly in trouble, with guns and sticks in their words, smiled calmly, and said: "The old Taoist is old, I hope a few fellow Taoists will express it clearly."

The low-ranking monks, listening to the conversations of these golden elixir bosses, felt chills all over their bodies, as if a big war would break out at any time.