The Xu family follows Taoism and seeks longevity

After walking out of the Sutra Pavilion, Xu Zhiyu found that the four Zifu monks assigned to him by Zhou Ying were respectfully waiting at the door.

He guessed that Zhou Ying sent them here when he entered the Scripture Collection Pavilion to check the classics.

"I've met Mr. Xu."

Although he repeatedly asked several people to address him as Taoist friends, they always insisted on calling him Young Master. This call made him very uncomfortable, but he could only accept it first.

"Well, you are interested, now let's go back!"

He nodded in response and continued.

Although he really wanted to have a good time in the Taiyang Tower headquarters, he gave up the idea when he thought that he still had jade slips to burn.

Several people claimed to be so and bowed to ask him to go ahead.

Just as he was about to leave, several monks wearing expensive robes and with obviously extraordinary aura walked over from not far away.

When this group of people saw Xu Zhiyu, they all had thoughtful looks on their faces, but after thinking for a moment, they couldn't think of anything. However, the people who could get in here were all extraordinary monks, so the two sides nodded to each other, and then rubbed shoulders. And passed.

However, some sharp-eyed monks discovered that Xu Zhiyu had a yellow card hanging on his waist, so after the two sides put some distance between them, this person began to communicate with his companions.

"Brother Huang, I wonder if you noticed anything unusual about the monk we met just now?"

"Abnormal, I didn't notice this, but I have no impression of this person at all, so it feels a bit strange. Logically speaking, I should basically know all the Jindan monks here at the headquarters.

You also know that I work in the Mission Palace, and any monk who goes there to take on missions in the building will come into contact with me. "

The monk surnamed Huang replied.

"Perhaps this is a monk who has just been transferred back to the headquarters from some branch? It's normal that we haven't seen him before." Another person guessed.

"That's not right. In recent years, all the Jindan monks who have been transferred back to the headquarters from various branches have been handled by me. There is no such person at all." Someone else retorted.

"Whatever, no one has much to do with us. We should go to the Sutra Pavilion to check the classics as soon as possible. I have been begging my father for several months for this opportunity to join the pavilion."

Some people were interested in Xu Zhiyu, but some people thought it was more important to enter the Sutra Pavilion, so they urged him directly. This also attracted the echo of several people.

"That's right, no matter what he does, let's go in quickly. This opportunity is something I finally got from my mother."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"This is true."

However, the monk who discovered Xu Zhiyu's identity did not say anything, but kept frowning in deep thought.

"Brother Yang, what are you thinking about? It's just a monk you've never met before, why do you care so much about it?" the monk surnamed Huang asked curiously.

You must know that these people are the second generation super cultivators of Taiyang Tower. Their previous status was no less than that of Tong Ying. It was only after Mr. Tong's breakthrough that he was slightly inferior to her. However, no one in this headquarters dared to offend her. With such a status, how could he care about ordinary monks?

"Brother Huang, let me ask you, as the deputy building owner, does your father have the authority to allow a monk who is not a disciple of my Taiyang Building to enter the Sutra Pavilion?"

Hearing his question, several other people laughed loudly at the same time and expressed that this was impossible. After thinking about it for a while, the monk surnamed Huang also shook his head slightly, saying that it was impossible.

Just for a few of them, it is very difficult for them to enter the Sutra Library, let alone outsiders. Isn’t that fantastic?
"That's strange. You may not have noticed the man's waist just now, but I accidentally glanced at it and found that the token hanging on his waist was not the same yellow as ours, but red."

Originally, everyone was walking and talking, but when they heard the news, they all stood still and spoke one after another.

"What did you say? Red? That's impossible, right?"

"Lao Yang, aren't you misreading it? How could outsiders enter the Sutra Pavilion in our Taiyang Tower?"

"You are definitely wrong. Although I just looked at him and didn't pay attention to his waist, it definitely can't be a red token."

"Yes, it is only possible to allow an outsider to enter the Sutra Pavilion unless the elders of our family jointly act as guarantee. Otherwise, the Presbyterian Council will not be able to pass the test in the first place."

The monk surnamed Huang finally spoke, but when everyone saw that the monk who had discovered the clue remained expressionless in the face of their doubts, they realized that this matter must be true.

"I'm curious about this. Who has such great ability to put an outsider into the Sutra Pavilion, which has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and is the most secret place in Taiyang Tower? Doesn't this seem a bit out of order? "

Someone questioned this because he found that his interests were being violated.

"Rules are made by the strong for the weak, but that doesn't mean the strong must abide by them."

At this time, a golden elixir monk walking at the end of the team spoke. This person is usually known for being a man of few words. He might not say a word for more than ten days, and no one was surprised. However, whenever he spoke, he would always be concise and to the point. , meaning something.

"Old Sun, it's rare for you to open your mouth, so just say a few more words and make it clear. This is confusing and we really don't understand it."

After hearing his words, some people seemed to understand something, but some people didn't know why, so they directly asked him to clarify his words.

"The monk who left just now, and the four people behind him, I saw in Senior Sister Tong's palace."

It seems that there is no explanation, and it seems that everything is explained.

"So that's the case, then it has nothing to do with us. Fellow Taoists, let's go to the Sutra Pavilion."

The matter involved the Transformation of God monks. Even though they had a profound background, they did not dare to comment casually, so they could only walk towards the Sutra Pavilion with full of thoughts.

But I don’t know what they are thinking in their hearts. They are indispensable for being curious about Xu Zhiyu. Maybe they will visit him after they leave the Sutra Pavilion. This is the way these second-generation Xiu Xiu conduct themselves.

Xu Zhiyu, who left the Sutra Pavilion, did not go back directly to the Beidou Hall of Ziwei Palace to continue burning the jade slips as he had imagined before. Instead, he was stopped on the way.

"Xiaoyou Xu, you are so easy for me to find. Don't you know how worried I was when I came back from meeting with my brothers and sisters and found you missing?"

The person who came was Zhuang Zhenjun, who took him from Tianhaifang City to Taiyang Tower Headquarters. Although he was complaining, he kept smiling at him.

Naturally, Xu Zhiyu didn't believe this rhetoric at all. It was possible that he would encounter danger in the Taiyang Tower headquarters. But since they said so, he had no choice but to cooperate:
"The seniors are worried about me, and the juniors are terrified."

He did not say anything about being picked up by Tong Ying again, because he knew that Zhuang Zhenjun also knew about it and it was tacit.

"Easy to say, easy to say. Since I'm free now, I'll walk around with you. You guys should leave first!" There must be other things, and walking around is just a pretense, so I have to leave. There are a few people following him, he thought to himself.

However, although those few people only had the highest level of cultivation at the sixth level of the Zi Mansion, they could only accept the order of the Yuanying monk without hesitation. However, thinking of the palace master's order, they just looked at Xu Zhiyu and asked him the meaning of.

When Zhuang Zhenjun saw this scene, he didn't show any expression. He was still smiling, as if he didn't care at all.

"Okay, Zhuang Zhenjun and I will go for a walk around the area. You guys should go back to the palace first!"

"Yes, son."

As if they had been granted amnesty, several people hurriedly bowed and left.

"Haha, these little guys are interesting. It seems that Junior Sister Tong has taught them well. It's not like my Greedy Wolf Palace. It's just that I haven't been back for more than ten years, and the servants there are already rebelling."

Xu Zhiyu had no way of answering this, so he could only smile politely but awkwardly.

"Let's go. This place is not far from my palace. How about you come and sit at my place?" Zhuang Zhenjun then extended an invitation.

"Since the senior invites me, the junior is very happy, but I don't know if I will bother you?"

"No, as long as you are willing to go, this time it is not only me who invites you, but also a group of my brothers who are here to invite you. They are all in my palace now. Let's go there!"

"Senior please!"

After that, the two set off.

After passing two long corridors, we arrived at Zhuang Zhenjun's palace. It was equally magnificent, with various exquisite buildings emerging one after another, but it was much different from Tong Ying's Ziwei Palace.

It wasn't until they finally came to a main hall that was dozens of feet high and covered an area of ​​nearly ten miles that they actually arrived at the main hall of Zhuang Zhenjun Tanlang Hall, where he received guests and worked daily.

There were four Taiyang Tower disciples from the late Zifu period guarding the door. They were all wearing gorgeous robes and solemnly guarding the door.

Seeing the palace master coming, he naturally bowed and said hello. Zhuang Zhenjun didn't even look at them, and walked directly into the palace gate with Xu Zhiyu.

As soon as he entered the hall, he keenly discovered that several rays of divine consciousness fell on him, but they were just for exploration, and they passed by in a flash, and did not stay forever.

I saw a lot of chairs placed in the hall, divided into east and west rows. There was only one monk sitting on the chair on the east side. His aura was restrained and calm, but he could faintly feel that there was a vast aura hidden under his robes. .

On the chairs on the west side, from top to bottom, according to their cultivation level, they are all Jindan monks. The person sitting at the top, if nothing else happens, should be the False Baby monk. The others with the lowest cultivation level are also Jindan Sixth. Layer, there are six such people in total.

As soon as they saw the two of them walking into the hall, everyone who was sitting down immediately stood up and gathered towards them. At the same time, they clasped their fists and saluted:

"Brother Zhuang, thank you for your hard work!"

"Fellow brothers, Zhuang has fulfilled his mission and brought Xiaoyou Xu."

Hearing Zhuang Zhenjun mentioning himself, Xu Zhiyu immediately wanted to salute the senior masters, but was restrained by the power of the Nascent Soul monk sitting on the left just now.

"Xiaoyou Xu, you have been very kind to a few of us, how can we dare to accept your courtesy? If you salute, it will be us who salute you."

When he heard this, he became anxious. He was afraid that he would not be able to bear the gift from Master Yuan Ying and Master Jin Dan, so he hurriedly said:

"No, seniors must not offend juniors. At worst, I won't salute you."

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Zhenjun smiled with satisfaction, and then smoothed things over and said:

"Yes, this is the right thing. We are all a family. Why bother to pay homage and pretend to be polite? Come on, little friend Xu, please take a seat."

Looking at the people who dispersed and returned to their chairs, Xu Zhiyu felt a little more relaxed. Otherwise, with so many monks whose cultivation is far higher than yours staring at you, even if they did nothing, they would still feel uncomfortable. of.

After repeated offers, Xu Zhiyu took the last seat on the east side, sitting opposite a group of golden elixirs.

Soon, a female monk came up to offer tea. What made him feel ashamed was that any person serving tea and water here had a higher level of cultivation than him.

At the same time, he also became interested in the spiritual tea in the tea bowl. In his opinion, the quality of the tea that Nascent Soul Master used to entertain guests would not be that low.

But at this moment, he could only watch without taking any action, because he found that since he sat down, the monks in the hall, namely Zhuang Zhenjun's brothers, had not left his eyes. This made him restless, like a ray of light on his back.

Perhaps seeing his embarrassment, Zhuang Zhenjun suggested:
"You all already know the identity of this little friend Xu, but you still know nothing about your identity, little friend Xu. Come on, take advantage of the opportunity now and introduce yourselves to each other. That means we know each other."

These words spoke to everyone's hearts. Didn't they come here just to get to know Xu Zhiyu?

"Since all junior brothers are humble, let me come first. My name is Xia Daolong. I am the eldest disciple of Master. I am eight hundred and fifty years old. I am a fourth-level Nascent Soul cultivator. I am currently the master of the alchemy hall in the Taiyang Tower headquarters. I am a fifth-level A middle-grade alchemist.”

Nascent Soul Lord, who was sitting at the top on the east side, introduced himself first, but he should be ranked first. After all, he was not only the oldest, but also had the highest level of cultivation.

I originally thought that the introduction would be over, but I didn't expect that after the introduction, Xia Daolong actually took off a storage bag from his waist, walked up to him, and continued:

"Today is the first time I meet little friend Xu, so I have prepared a little greeting gift. I hope you don't dislike it and please accept it."

I can't deal with him now. Youdao means no reward for no merit. It doesn't seem appropriate to accept gifts from others when they meet for the first time.

However, Zhuang Zhenjun sent a message to him at this time, directly asking him to accept it with peace of mind, so he accepted the storage bag after thanking him.

Unexpectedly, every time one of Tong Ying's senior brothers introduced his identity, they would come over and give him a meeting gift.

"My name is Fu Xinzhai. I am six hundred and fifty years old. I am a fake infant. This is a small gift, but I hope you will accept it."

"Thank you, senior."

"My name is Qin Lian'en"

"My name is Hong Shanyun"

In a short time, he had seven storage bags of different styles on his body, just like a nouveau riche. (End of chapter)