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Taiyan religion.

Although the True Lords' declaration of war against the foreign rebels was circulating in the cultivation world, many cultivators responded to it, including many of the older generation of third-level cultivators, who knew best the benefits that could be gained from such a war.

However, the Taiyan Sect is the inheritance of the True Lord. Before receiving the True Lord's exact instructions, all sects, including those affiliated with the Taiyan Sect, remained silent, quietly waiting for the True Lord's order.

In a cave hidden in the jungle of Taiyan Mountains, Li Miaolin's soul is trying to break through the barrier of the three realms and enter the real fourth realm.

Taoist Miaoqing sat cross-legged beside Li Miaolin, guiding the internal spiritual energy of Li Miaolin's soul, hoping to help Li Miaolin break through this obstacle faster.

As a cultivator of the fourth realm of Taiyan, Taoist Miaoqing knew everything about the affairs of the outside world. She had a hunch that True Lord Changqing would summon her soon and hand over the task of encircling and suppressing the foreign rebels to her. At least the internal affairs of Taiyan Sect needed her to resolve.

Deep down in her heart, she felt both nervous and expectant. She felt nervous because as an elder of Taiyan Sect, she chose to retreat from the world when Taiyan Sect split, and went to the outer world with the help of Yuanwu Zhenjun. Now that Taiyan Sect has been re-established and the outer world is in turmoil, she has returned to Taiyan Sect with a flattering face, which makes people look down on her.

And she felt that the current Changqing Zhenjun attached great importance to the inheritance of the school, and paid more attention to the inheritance of Taiyan Sect, because Wang Ping had revised the Taiyan Sect's master-disciple genealogy several times.

Her name, Taoist Miaoqing, was not included in this orderly inheritance tree, because her earliest master was just a second-rate Taiyan cultivator, who was later promoted to the fourth level in the war with the demon clan. It was also because of her extraordinary talent that she was successfully promoted, otherwise she would have become a stepping stone for others.

Because of her background, she has always been ignored within the Taiyan Sect, which is why she was able to cut ties with the sect first after it split.

From Taoist Miaoqing's perspective, True Lord Changqing is the most orthodox inheritor of the Taiyan Sect, and can be traced back to Taoist Yuxiao, who is the direct disciple of True Lord Huishan. Such a person would not take her too seriously.

But from another perspective, True Lord Changqing has no prejudice against the world, even the demon clan admits this. The best proof is the white fox clan of the Baishui Lake Taoist Temple and the current headmaster of Qianmu Temple. It is said that he became a disciple and learned martial arts when he was almost 30 years old, but he was able to receive the true teachings of Tai Yan.

This is what Miaoqing is looking forward to. She is confident that she can prove her worth!
She didn't have to wait long. When the Star God Alliance's flying boat carrying a large number of monks was heading for outer space, cheers were heard from the sky above the Taiyan Sect.

Miao Qing caught this breath at the first moment. All Taiyan cultivators, no, it should be all the cultivators in this starry sky, knew that this was the spirit snake beside Changqing Zhenjun, named "Lingyuan Yuntan Dafa Zunzhe"!
"Your chance is here."

Li Miaolin, who was in meditation, opened his eyes, and his left hand, lying flat, was constantly deducing something.

Taoist Miaoqing was also deducing, but she was mostly just pretending to do so to hide her thoughts. Looking at Li Miaolin who was meditating, she was even glad that his condition was not perfect.

"Your Excellency has arrived. I am unable to move at the moment, so I would like to trouble you to go and pay your respects to me, fellow Daoist." Li Miaolin took the initiative to speak, as a way of repaying Miaoqing for helping him sort out his soul and qi sea over the years.

Miao Qing stood up immediately upon hearing this, and replied with a serious face: "Indeed, I should pay my respects to you."

As she finished speaking, the loose Taoist robes she wore for practicing Taoist cultivation turned into blue wide-sleeved Taoist robes. The long hair hanging from her waist was tied up on top of her head with a jade hairpin, revealing a pretty and fair face. However, her pair of heroic eyes, which were developed from living outside the domain for many years, made her pretty face look a little out of place.

"I'll go take a look first."

She said hello and used the transfer talisman to leave.

Li Miaolin looked inward at the soul in his sea of ​​​​qi that was about to break through the barrier, and a trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the wood spirit energy flowing in his palm, and in his heart he couldn't help but sigh at the good luck of Taoist Miaoqing, and a little envy surged in his heart.

As the orthodox descendant of puppetry, he should have been the most suitable person for the battlefield. The strange soul-controlling techniques in his hands were all unique skills born for war. If he could be placed in the midst of war, he would surely be able to gain the greatest benefit in the tempering of blood and fire.

But now.
He felt the state of his soul and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. In this state, let alone conquering the battlefield, he would have little chance of winning even if he met the most ordinary fourth-level star god. When he thought of this, the spiritual energy in his soul's qi sea stagnated slightly, as if laughing at his predicament.

"Misfortunes are often accompanied by blessings, and blessings are often accompanied by misfortunes"

The sigh echoed in the quiet room for a long time, and then he slowly closed his eyes and resumed his meditation posture.

If it were in the past, with his impatient temperament, he would have racked his brains to get to the front line at this moment. However, since he witnessed the arrival of the star gods in Zhongzhou with his own eyes, he suddenly realized that in the eyes of such beings, he was just an insignificant ant.

Instead, he felt somewhat fortunate. At least the meditation at that moment allowed him to avoid those storms that were enough to crush him. Soon afterward, the spiritual power in his Dantian gradually calmed down, and even his Dao heart, which had been restless for many years, finally showed some rare calmness.

the other side…

Taoist Miaoqing left the cave where he was in seclusion and went to meet Yu Lian immediately.

But Yu Lian dived into the river below, taught a lesson to several young tribesmen in the river who dared to look at her directly, and then rode a cloud to the sky above the Guizhen Palace.

Taoist Miaoqing came up on a cloud to greet them.

"I have met the Venerable Ling Yuan!"

She actually leaned on the auspicious cloud and kowtowed, just as humble as the other low-level Taiyan disciples nearby.

Yu Lian maintained a body of ten feet, staring at Taoist Miao Qing with a pair of huge golden vertical pupils, and then imitated Wang Ping's tone and said: "Practice focuses on cultivating the mind. You have practiced the Taiyan Talisman well, but your state of mind is a little poor. Don't blame me for not telling you. If you go to see the True Lord like this, I'm afraid you won't have any chance at all."

Taoist Miaoqing's face froze, not knowing how to respond.

Yu Lian warned again: "Get up, now the Taiyan Sect is short of talents, and you still need to work hard. Remember, cultivate your mind more when practicing."

"I will follow the Venerable's instructions."

Taoist Miaoqing stood up and responded.

Yu Lian said, "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried that you'll bother the True Lord..." She didn't wait for Miao Qing to react and went straight to the point, "The True Lord asked you to integrate the disciples of Taiyan Sect and gather with other Xuanmen and Tianmen disciples at Linshui Mansion. Then Linshui Mansion will send a flying boat to pick you up to Venus." "Remember, every disciple of Taiyan Sect is precious. They are the True Lord's most precious property, not tools for you to earn merit and spirituality. Do you understand this?"

"Yes, I must keep this secret in mind!"

"Okay, that's all I have to say. You can handle the rest on your own. Don't make it too ugly and bother the Master. Do you understand?"

"Xiao Dao understands!"

Yu Lian's pair of golden vertical pupils carefully looked at Taoist Miao Qing for a while again. After seeing her inside and out, she turned into a stream of light and flew towards the dojo at the cave gate in the northwest direction.

Miao Qing still stood bent over on the auspicious cloud until she could no longer sense Yu Lian's breath. Then she landed on the high platform in front of Guizhen Hall. Immediately, two Taiyan third-level cultivators came up to pay their respects.

"Master!"

They are disciples of Taoist Miaoqing, and the collars of their clothes are obviously different from those of other disciples.

Miao Qing looked at her two disciples and ordered, "Gather the disciples under your respective sects. Also, send a summons to all the core third-level cultivators registered in the Taiyan Sect, asking them to come to the Guizhen Hall to discuss matters within three days."

Upon hearing this, the disciple on the left immediately asked, "Do you want to gather the disciples of the True Lord as well?"

Miao Qing raised her eyebrows and instructed, "You two go and meet them in person. If they are willing to come, they can come. If they are not willing, forget it."

...

At this moment, not only the Taiyan Sect received the order, but the Xuanmen and Tianmen sects also received the edicts from the True Lords.

In just one night, the disputes among the mortal princes in Zhongzhou were abandoned like abandoned pawns, and half of the cultivators turned into streams of light and rushed to the immortal gate’s headquarters, making the mortal world suddenly become empty, as if something was missing.

The Diku Sect was located in an inconspicuous branch station in Beiyuan. The disciples were also busy counting supplies and preparing to assemble on the central island of Linshui Prefecture.

This is the place where Taoist Wu practices. Before Wang Ping was promoted to the realm of True Lord, he assisted Wang Ping in supervising the underground cave gate here. Now that Wang Ping has been promoted to the fifth realm, Taoist Wu has been recruiting disciples openly, and the gate has developed to a considerable scale in the past few years.

At this moment, the communication talisman on the desk in Taoist Wu's cave was flashing with the earth-yellow aura of the earth veins. Taoist Wu stared at the communication talisman with his turbid eyes, and sighed to his disciple Chi Yun who was holding a whisk behind him: "Your master was born a little late, and I didn't witness the great battle of the demon clan back then, which was a pity. Now I can witness the True Lords splitting the sky and destroying the stars with my own eyes, so it's not a waste of my life in this world."

Chi Yun looked at his master and smiled, "You didn't show off like this when you were a spy for Senior Changqing before. Now you tell everyone about your fate with Senior Changqing. They summoned you, probably to see if you can say a few words in front of Changqing Zhenjun. As the saying goes, disaster comes from the mouth, so you should be low-key in your practice and work."

"Evil disciple!" A golden bar flew out from Taoist Wu's sleeve and he was about to teach his disciple a lesson, but he saw that Chi Yun had already made a hand gesture and retreated ten feet away.

"Hey~"

Taoist Wu sighed and said, "Who do you think I am risking my reputation for? I am only telling the truth and I am not exaggerating. Besides, I am risking my reputation to secure a future for you, right?"

"Master!"

Chi Yun suddenly interrupted, his voice gradually lowered, "Before, many star gods descended on Zhongzhou, and we were just ants in their eyes. With our cultivation level, they can kill a lot of us in an instant. It's probably very dangerous to go there, so why not let your disciples go on your behalf..." He looked at Wu Lao seriously and said, "Don't think that Changqing Zhenjun will really remember the old friendship. To the Zhenjuns, we are just the stones on the edge of the chessboard."

Suddenly, thunder rolled through the clouds outside the cave. It was the Jade Purity Sect's third-level monk who used divine thunder to open a passage to the Moon's abode.

Taoist Wu led Chi Yun out of the cave and looked at the sunset glow in the sky. It seemed that there were cloud bridges being built in the glow. He looked at the cloud bridges and stretched out his hand to press on Chi Yun's shoulder: "Whether it is a chess piece or a robbery ash, since the chess pieces of heaven and earth have been placed, we pawns have no choice no matter what."

His cloudy pupils reflected the arcs of electricity spreading across the sea of ​​clouds. He smiled and comforted his disciple, "If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up first. The True Lords will not send us to die. It will not benefit them. Don't think too much."

These days, things like what happened to Taoist Wu are happening all over Zhongzhou Star. When the decrees of the True Lords are given, countless people are heading for the unknown outer space.

Taoist Wu was just one of the tens of millions of people. Although he was mentally prepared, when he arrived at the central island of Linshui Prefecture with several of his disciples and hundreds of Qi cultivators, he was still shocked by the scene before him.

At this moment, hundreds of immortal platforms rose above the sea outside the Central Island, and each platform was crowded with Qigong practitioners. Large flying boats, which the various sects were reluctant to use in the past, were docked around them. After a careful count, it was discovered that there were more than 200 flying boats, among which the giant flying boats of the princes of Linshui Prefecture were the most dazzling.

Taoist Wu was led to one of the immortal platforms, where he saw some familiar faces, including Wen Hai from Pingdong Sect and Qu Bo, the current leader of Dandao Sect. They were all surrounding a female monk in light grey standing monk robes. Taoist Wu also knew this female monk. She was Yang Rong, a disciple of the first disciple of Changqing Zhenjun of Qianmu Temple.

When Yang Rong saw Taoist Wu appear, she immediately led a group of people to greet him, and took the initiative to clasp her fists and said, "Greetings, Taoist Wu. The Diku Sect and Taiyan Sect need to act in unison on the front line. Yesterday, Senior Miaoqing asked me to select some people. When I saw your name, I wanted to ask you to come over. I hope you don't mind."

"Yes, Taoist priest. Thank you for your care!"

Taoist Wu was such a smart man that he immediately understood Yang Rong's intention and bowed to express his gratitude. Then he looked around and found that they were all acquaintances. However, among these acquaintances, only Wen Hai was of the same generation as him. The rest were disciples of his old friends. For example, the disciples of Gu Heng in Sanhe Temple had already been passed down to the third generation. Looking at these faces, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the world has changed.

After a round of greetings, Wen Hai came to Wu Laodao's side, stared at the flying boats in the sky, and said softly: "Do you feel a little old?"

Taoist Wu nodded, "I have always refused to admit my age, but now I have to. I don't know when these young people appeared. Some things seem to have happened just yesterday. Are there so many cultivators in this world?"

Wen Hai chuckled and said, "This is just a drop in the ocean. I heard from the Linshui Prefecture cultivators who brought supplies back from outer space that there are thousands of cultivators in the third realm alone, and hundreds of thousands of Qigong practitioners."

Taoist Wu shook his head in confusion: "What's the use of those Qigong practitioners? They are probably useless even to us."

Wen Hai turned around and looked at Wu Laodao seriously, but did not continue the conversation. After all, it might be suspected that he was making irresponsible remarks about the True Lords. (End of this chapter)