Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 170

It was a sunny day with clear skies and thin clouds, and you could see thousands of miles away.

Zhuo Hansheng and Jin Yuan were here, and they came to the edge of Dinghu Lake in a golden chariot. They saw a few green bamboo rafts on the shore of the lake, and there were also a few bamboo rafts floating on the lake surface. Passengers go to the center of the lake.

Zhuo Hansheng showed doubts on his face, walked to the lake, glanced at the attendant on the bamboo raft, saluted with one hand, and asked: "Dare to ask Tonger, is this crossing to the Taoist Daoist Hall? "

The Taoist boy on the bamboo raft responded with a yes, neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhuo Hansheng nodded slightly at first, and then called Jin Yuan to board the bamboo raft. Seeing this, Daotong propped a big bamboo to the shore, and the bamboo raft immediately went to the center of the lake.

Jin Yuan asked: "I heard that it is common for Master Guangcheng to give lectures. Brother Zhuo, as the true disciple of Dinghu, doesn't seem to be familiar with him?"

Zhuo Hansheng replied: "Brother Jin doesn't know that after all, the Guangcheng Daoist Temple is the residence of the True Monarch. Even people from the two sects are not allowed to enter without permission. In the past, when the altar was opened to preach, it was always the Huang Xiang who was seated by the Zhenjun. The real person is extradited, but I don’t know why the method was changed today.”

At this time, the Taoist boy holding the oar couldn't help saying: "Not long ago, a great master visited Zhenjun. extradition of the boy."

"There is such a thing." Zhuo Hansheng said in surprise, "I don't know who is so holy that he can sit and discuss with the real king..."

Dao Tong recalled: "Listening to the song of Li Yi Boy, it is an expert called Taixuan Zhenjun."

"True Lord Taixuan?" Jin Yuan showed yearning in his eyes. Every True Lord Chunyang is a figure that almost exists in history. Even the name is hard to hear one or two.

After all, there are only a few people with such a reputation as Zhenjun Guangcheng. Even if you only hear about a name, you can't help but be fascinated.

Zhuo Hansheng sighed: "It's really a pity in my life that a real monarch can't listen to the lecture when he talks about the Tao."

Hearing this, the boy sighed: "When the two masters were discussing the Dao, all practitioners in the Daoist field could hear their voice... It's a pity that the boy's Dao is too shallow, but he fell asleep after hearing it."

"..." The two were silent for a while, Jin Yuan shook his head and looked forward.

It is very strange to say that when we were on the shore of Dinghu Lake, there was no fog above the center of the lake, but as we moved forward with the bamboo rafts, a fog suddenly appeared in front of our eyes, and several bamboo rafts in front of us were going into the mist one by one. drive away.

Jin Yuanzai suddenly sighed softly, Zhuo Hansheng's six senses were sharp, he suddenly felt something, and asked, "Brother Jin, what's the matter?"

Jin Yuan smiled faintly, pointed at a bamboo raft at the end of his line of sight, and asked, "Those people in front are also disciples of your sect?"

Zhuo Hansheng picked up his eyes and happened to see five figures on the raft, following the bamboo raft forward, hidden in the mist.

He raised his brows, and replied lightly: "Among the few people in front, there are two people, we just discussed it a few days ago."

"Oh?" Jin Yuan retracted the invisible brilliance in his eyes, and nodded thoughtfully.

……

Xu Zhuang, Changhua and his party followed the bamboo raft and walked through the mist for about a moment when there was a stick of incense. Suddenly, they heard the sound of water waves coming from their ears.

Looking up, you can see that the water and the sky are the same color, so vast and inexhaustible, the birds are flying low, the fish are flying over the waves, and you feel refreshed and happy.

Looking up from a distance, you can see that above the surface of the lake, there are several floating islands that look like upside-down mountains, looming in the dense mist, giving them a fairy-like atmosphere.

"This is Zhenjun Guangcheng's dojo." Xu Zhuang breathed in a sigh of relief, and the few breaths in his stomach melted away, and he couldn't help but secretly praised: "It's worthy of Zhenjun's dojo, the fairy cave."

The bamboo raft didn't stop, and continued to drive. It didn't take long before it came to a hanging island. It followed a waterfall that poured from the island into the marsh, went upstream, sailed to the island, and stopped shortly after. By the lake.

Only then did the Taoist boy stop his bamboo oars, raised his hand and said in a salute, "The dojo has arrived, everyone, please go ahead."

Several people returned a salute each, and then went ashore, Daotong drove the bamboo raft back the same way, Changhua said consciously: "Fellow Taoists, please follow me."

The three of Xu Zhuang followed Chang Hua and Chang Xin through the small path, and came to a clearing in the forest after walking for a long time. Chang Xin said, "Here we are!"

This Guangcheng Zhenjun, the place where he opened the altar to preach, has neither a grand hall nor an elegant pavilion, just like this in the open space in the forest, under the shade of greenery, he randomly placed many futons, which is quite a return to basics the taste of.

At this time, there were already many figures sitting in the open space, and there seemed to be no arrangement of seats, so they randomly found a corner and sat down.

Cen Fenghong said enthusiastically: "I don't know what the truth will be when Zhenjun preaches this time?"

"True Monarch's preaching, there is no theorem where there is always prosperity." Changhua said with a smile: "But no matter what the content is, it will always inspire us to learn."

"What fellow Taoist said is very true." Cen Fenghong replied: "Last time, I was fortunate to listen to the lecture, and I have benefited a lot from the way of cultivating the gods taught by Zhenjun."

While chatting, Changxin suddenly said: "The person next to Junior Brother Zhuo must be Jin Yuan."

Several people looked at it with great interest, and saw a Jinguan Taoist, accompanied by Zhuo Hansheng, came here. He seemed to have noticed the eyes of several people, and when he looked back, he showed a faint smile and nodded lightly. Nodding, he went to find another seat.

Cen Fenghong raised his brows, and couldn't help asking Xu Zhuang: "Brother Xu, look at that gold coin is breathing, but...?"

Xu Zhuang pondered and said: "It's not bad as I expected, this person seems to have reached the third level of refinement, and the Nascent Soul has achieved great success."

Cen Fenghong got his confirmation, he couldn't help but nodded, and replied: "That's right, for a true disciple of Taiyi Palace, it's nothing if he has this kind of practice."

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly asked: "Fellow Daoist Chang, do you know that Jin Yuan is here, and how long has he practiced Taoism?"

"Huh? I don't know." Chang Hua responded, "Do you have any questions, Fellow Daoist?"

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head lightly, but Cen Fenghong shook his head when he heard the words, and thought to himself: "Jin Yuan is here, a true disciple of Taiyi Palace suddenly came to Guangyuan Realm, it is indeed very sudden, could it be that this person is also the one who came to the appointment. "

He thought about it, and suddenly felt that there were seven or eight percent possibilities, and he couldn't help but feel tricky.

You must know that the completion of Xuangong, the great achievement of Nascent Soul, and the second-level monk of Nascent Soul are not the same concept. If it is a Nascent Soul monk who cannot wait for the top-grade Golden Core to be cultivated, it will be fine. Cen Fenghong feels that it is not difficult to deal with it. The Nascent Soul is perfected by refining, but it is not the same.

In particular, if Jin Yuanzai is really the one who went to the appointment, wouldn't it mean that he has practiced Taoism for less than 300 years?

It takes less than 300 years to achieve the third level of Nascent Soul, which is not something that can be done by just talking about it.

Li Chengzhen, who is known as the No. 1 young generation of the Qingkong world, has not yet reached the triple level; he has seen with his own eyes that Zhong Shenxiu, who is alone fighting against the four factions and six people, easily overwhelms him, is still above the threshold of the perfection of Xuangong; According to the Taoist population, Xu Zhuang, who was once superior to Zhong Shenxiu at the Golden Core, is still at the Second Stage of the Nascent Soul...

"Li Chengzhen is already very difficult, plus this person... I don't know if Brother Zhong or Brother Xu can fight against this person?" Cen Fenghong couldn't help looking at the two of them.

However, seeing Zhong Shenxiu's expression was indifferent, he didn't seem to notice anything unusual, Xu Zhuang was also at ease, and there was even a smile of interest on his face.

Cen Fenghong didn't think that Zhong Shenxiu and Xu Zhuang would not have expected the things he could think of, but he didn't know whether the two of them were too good at nourishing qi, or were they really confident and confident?
Cen Fenghong thought for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"Although I don't realize what a genius I am, I've always been quite proud in my heart. Did I lose my confidence when I came here at my uncle's invitation and met these superhuman geniuses?"

"Which is higher or lower, you have to compare to know."

When Cen Fenghong woke up, there were still people rushing in one after another, gradually filling up the forest, except for the few futons at the front, there was not one person left, so the people who came later had to go to the front row in embarrassment take a seat.

At this time, there was a sudden noise from the path outside the forest, which attracted everyone's attention.

After all, this is the place where Guangcheng Zhenjun opened the altar to give lectures. Although there are no rules, the people still dare not make noise easily. I don't know if this person is not polite, or arrogant and ignorant, dare to make noise here?

The people in Xu Zhuang were naturally curious, so they all looked around, and saw a wicked Taoist in a tattered tattered Taoist robe, with a messy beard and hair, and a neatly stroked Taoist, a tall and thin Taoist with a figure like a bamboo pole, and a short The honest Taoist, as fat as a Maitreya, walked into the forest arguing and arguing.

Cen Fenghong said in a low voice: "The two Taoists, one tall, one short, one thin and one fat, are Daoist Daoist and Daoist Daoist who belong to the lineage of Daoists."

"So that's how it is..." Xu Zhuang nodded, he didn't expect that these two people were the enemies of Taoist Jide and Taoist Wonder.

At this time, the short and fat Taoist seemed to say something, which hit the pain point of the wicked Taoist. The voice of the wicked Taoist suddenly rang out, and he blew his beard and stared at him and said: "Damn, this is the real Yuanshen speaking, not you share!"

Daoist Daoist suddenly became furious, and among the four heirs of Daoist Ibu's two lines, he was the only one who had attained enlightenment, so he couldn't bear it, and shouted: "Old beggar, you only use this as a pretext? That's right, compare spells." You can't compare to this seat!"

The wicked Taoist said calmly: "The heretics are heretics, and what they say is crooked fart."

"This?" Daoist Yuanshen really did whatever he wanted, Xu Zhuang, Zhong Shenxiu, and Cen Fenghong looked at each other, and the three couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, another middle-aged man with a tall knot in a square bun and a heroic appearance slowly walked into the forest outside the forest, and said, "This is the real king's dojo, so what's the noise?"

The wicked Taoist's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Baiyun's words are correct. There are two children who are good and bad, it's really out of place."

Master Baiyun didn't bother to pay attention to the few people, so he walked forward and sat down on the futon. A Nascent Soul cultivator beside him hurriedly saluted and said, "This junior has met Master Baiyun."

Master Baiyun nodded slightly in response, and the monk was immediately flattered, but he didn't dare to bother him.

Changxin said in a low voice: "Master Baiyun is a well-known master of alchemy in the Guangyuan world, and even the master of Yuanshen Daoist. The Baiyun Pavilion she opened personally is also one of the eleven Tongtianbao Pavilions in Weiyun Xiancheng."

"So that's how it is." Xu Zhuang frowned, and today he finally knew that Master Baiyun, as the wicked people said, looked like this.

Seeing Master Baiyun sitting alone, the wicked Taoist was not in the mood to entangle with the two real people, the good and the bad, and rushed forward to take a seat. The good and bad man snorted, and led the bad and evil people to the front row. Seeing that there were only two seats left, he frowned at the person next to him. Cultivator Yuanying said: "Little friend, can you change your position?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator didn't dare to refuse, so he had to change seats and sat next to the Queer Taoist, separating Daji Daoist from the Queer Taoist.

"Thank you, little friend." Master Daji nodded with a smile, sat down, and said to the Nascent Soul cultivator: "If you have any confusion in the future, you can come to find me, and I will not hesitate to make a fortune for you."

"What level of spells do you dare to tell people at will?" Hearing this, the wicked Taoist immediately said: "Little friend, it is better to find the Taoist master than to find him. For the sake of keeping the bugs away for the Taoist master, the hexagram gold must be very easy to talk about." .”

The Nascent Soul cultivator was delighted at first, but then felt very helpless, so he had to beg for forgiveness repeatedly, saying that it was a small effort, and he dared not repay...

Up to this moment, all the futons in the forest were finally full of people, one was not too many, and the other was not. After a while, two Taoist boys were seen pushing out a jade chime from the forest.

Seeing this situation, all the cultivators in the forest suddenly became solemn, even the wicked Taoist and Daji Daoist stopped talking, and heard Daotong lightly tap the jade chime, and sang: "Respectfully invite the true king to preach."

As soon as the words fell, Guangcheng Zhenjun appeared in front of the crowd without a sound. He was of ordinary stature, dressed in Tsing Yi, with red lips and white teeth, and starry eyes. He looked like a handsome young man, and smiled at all the cultivators.

No one needed to take the lead, everyone saluted in unison: "Your junior/disciple has seen the real king!"

"There are always many fellow Taoists who are willing to listen to you wherever you are interested." Zhenjun Guangcheng's voice was not loud, but it spread to everyone's ears, saying: "The poor Taoist is very happy."

He casually sat down on the futon, seemed to think for a moment, then smiled and said: "Today I suddenly feel interested, why don't we have a hand-to-hand chat with fellow Taoists."

All the cultivators at the scene were immediately refreshed. Although Zhenjun's sermons were always thought-provoking no matter what the content was, how could they have such an opportunity?
Talking about a game with Chunyang Zhenjun, playing chess and Taoism, isn't it the same as Chunyang Zhenjun personally pointing out the way?

So as soon as these words came out, everyone present felt excited, and True Monarch Guangcheng didn't delay, he raised his sleeves and flicked.Silently, the bluestone table case, the vertical and horizontal chessboard, and the black and white clouds appeared in front of everyone.

Xu Zhuang looked at the case, and saw that the two pawns naturally fell to the sides, and the black pawn landed on his side, only then did he hear Zhenjun Guangcheng smiled and said: "Friends, please go first."

Xu Zhuang had no time to watch others, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a sunspot, and dropped it towards the small eye in the southeast corner.

(End of this chapter)