Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 77
Needless to say, there is no need to repeat the wonders of the fairy family in Qingyun Temple, especially the wonder of the Hongqiao. Even Mo Yuan, who has seen the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, was shocked by its magnificence.

Crossing the Hongqiao, a majestic and magnificent palace is located on it, which is the main hall of Qingyun Temple, Yuqing Hall.

Senior Brother Chang brought Mo Yuan down the stone steps in front of Yuqing Hall. Just as the two were about to walk up the steps, suddenly, a roar came from the pool beside the stone steps, like thunder, followed by A gigantic creature drilled out of it, causing splashes all over the sky.

That senior brother Chang had been prepared for a long time, his body moved out of thin air, and he backed up more than two feet, just avoiding the waves, but poor Mo Yuan was doused in water.

That giant monster was a water unicorn five feet high, covered in armor, with a dragon's head and a lion's body.

"Lingzun, this is the little friend I want to take to meet the Master Master." Senior Brother Chang said respectfully.

The water unicorn snorted, didn't look at the two of them, and lay on the side basking in the sun.

Brother Chang signaled Mo Yuan to go up, and said as he walked: "This water unicorn is a strange beast that I sent Patriarch Qingye to tame in ancient times. Back then, Patriarch Qingye accompanied Patriarch Qingye to slay demons and demons, and made the Qingyun shine brightly. Pai is called Lingzun."

Mo Yuan nodded, and said, "Sure enough, it's the holy land of the immortal family that has such a beast."

Senior Brother Chang smiled and didn't say any more. The two of them passed the stone steps, and saw a golden plaque from a distance, with the words "Yuqing Temple" written on it. Respect the huge Sanqing god, with a solemn bearing.

The hall was empty, and there were seven large sandalwood chairs placed in front of the statue of Sanqing, one in the middle and three on the left and right.

At the moment, the six chairs on the left and right are empty, except for a Taoist sitting on the chair in the middle, wearing a dark green Taoist robe, his eyes are warm and bright, and he looks like a crane bone fairy. Today is the No.1 Righteous Way in the world, and even the No.1 in the world!
Mo Yuan carefully looked at this Taoist giant who had cultivated Taiji Xuanqing to the Taiqing realm, and he couldn't tell the depth at all, he just felt that the other party was like an ordinary person, except for the breath on his body that made people feel close.

"Disciple Chang Jian pays homage to Master Teacher!" Senior Brother Chang raised his palm in front of his chest, bowed respectfully and saluted.

Mo Yuan knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said: "Boy Mo Yuan, please forgive me and accept the boy into Qingyun sect!"

"Chang Jian, get up, what's going on?" Reverend Daoxuan asked.

Chang Jian straightened up, and said: "Reporting to Master Teacher, this young man climbed up Qingyun Mountain and knelt in front of Qingyun Temple to worship our Qingyun. The disciple saw that he was very talented and did not dare to be good at it, so he brought him to see Master Master. Real people."

"It turned out to be a teacher apprentice." Reverend Daoxuan stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, nodded, and the next moment, the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yuan.

He pointed at Mo Yuan's eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "Are you a spy of another sect!"

This roar of anger, like Huang Zhong Dalu, knocked on the door of Mo Yuan's heart. Mo Yuan looked at the real Daoxuan in front of him, and a great fear lingered in his heart. As if being killed, the fear was so strong that he could hardly think, and could only speak out what was in his heart.

"Boy...boy...just want to worship Qingyun sect, not...not a spy..." Mo Yuan gritted his teeth.

Qingyunmen's power has shaken the world for more than a thousand years. During this period, the evil sect thieves and even other sects and casual practitioners have the idea of ​​using Qingyunmen's kung fu. This kind of torture method is something that ordinary people have to experience.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were not tortured because of the sudden bad news and because they were born at the foot of Qingyun Mountain and knew everything about it.

There was a smile on the corner of Daoxuan's mouth. With his skill, he could tell at a glance that Mo Yuan's aptitude was extraordinary, especially the faint breath of harmony with heaven and earth around him, which was very suitable for practicing Taoism. It's impossible for a sect to send such Tianjiao out to be spies, but we must be cautious in everything, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case.

Mo Yuan's martial arts breakthrough is innate, and this body was conceived and born in the world of Journey to the West, which is full of aura. , is no less inferior than Patriarch Qingye!

"Good boy, don't be afraid, you are fine!" Daoxuan Daoxuan patted the top of Mo Yuan's head, just like the regular arrow just now, a stream of warm mana penetrated into Mo Yuan's meridian, the pure part, I don't know how many times the regular arrow was thrown street.

Daoxuan Daoxuan withdrew his palm after wandering around for a while, his eyes could not stop admiring him, and he said softly: "Good boy, I see that the martial arts you practice are also from the Taoist sect , yes or no?"

"Immortal Daoxuan, your eyes are perfect. My true energy is passed down from an old Taoist priest. I am an orphan. I have lived with him in the mountains since childhood. Unfortunately, he passed away not long ago. When he was dying, he ordered me to go to Qingyunmen to learn from him. , the kid just went up the mountain." Mo Yuan carefully told the lie he had made up.

In fact, it is not a lie. Zixia’s magical power is inherited from Hao Datong, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, isn’t he just an old Taoist priest...

Reverend Daoxuan didn't ask, there are more than a thousand disciples in Qingyun Sect, there are too many people in Jianghu, for example Du Bishu, the fifth elder of Dazhu Peak, is a gangster who hangs out at the casino, thanks to his martial arts before joining, otherwise He must lose every bet, and was hacked to death by a debt collector.

For Daoxuan Daoxuan, as long as he is not a spy sent by another sect and wants to join Qingyun, his aptitude is enough.

"Very good, then I will make the decision to accept you as an apprentice. It's just that I haven't accepted disciples for many years since I was a talented person. You still have to think about which peak you want to worship." Master Daoxuan stroked his beard and meditated. Well, if he doesn't train him himself, he will naturally find someone with profound morals to train him, otherwise, it would be a waste of such talent.

Mo Yuan was overjoyed when he heard that he was willing to accept disciples. As for which peak to worship, of course it depends on chance.It is true that Mo Yuan wanted to worship at the Great Bamboo Peak, the number of people is small, and the brotherhood is deep and righteous, but it is a pity that he can worship at the mountain gate. How can he decide such a thing?

"Chang Jian, you go and ring the bell and call the head of Qimai to come to Yuqing Hall." Master Daoxuan ordered.

Chang Jian responded, and hurried out of the hall, and then heard three long bells, and after a while, six beams of light came from all directions and landed in front of Yuqing Hall.

A figure came down from each of the six streamers, and the six of them stepped into the main hall one after another, saluted Master Daoxuan in unison, and said: "See Brother Master."

"All juniors and sisters are exempt from the ceremony, please take a seat." Master Daoxuan returned the gift and said with a smile.

The six of them found their seats and sat down. They first looked at Mo Yuan who was kneeling there, and then looked at Master Daoxuan with some doubts...

(End of this chapter)