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Chapter 120: The deduction from Maoshan, is he really the future Taoist? !
Maoshan, Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace!

The current head of the sect, Xuan Ning Zhenren, put down the communication jade slip in his hand, and then looked behind him in confusion...

There were several old Taoist priests in purple robes looking at him.

"How is it? Xiao Xuanning, what do the people of Longhu Mountain say?!"

"What did the Heavenly Master of their generation say in reply to you?"

"Is Longhu Mountain willing to join forces with our Maoshan to deal with the Buddhist sect?!"

Several old Taoist priests in purple robes asked.

"My dear ancestors..." Xuan Ning Zhenren said hesitantly, "Zhang Xuanbin didn't give me a definite answer. He just said some strange words vaguely."

"Weird words?"

Hearing this, several old Taoist priests in purple robes looked at each other.

They hurriedly asked:
"What?"

Xuan Ning Zhenren pondered and said, "I mentioned to him vaguely about dealing with Buddhism. He didn't object but didn't agree either. Instead, he mentioned another thing..."

"He wants to establish Zhang Yunxiao as a Taoist disciple!"

"what?!"

After these words were spoken, several Maoshan ancestors present could not help but frown.

Establishing Daozi is a big deal!

And... it is a big event for the entire Taoist sect!

How can we make such a careless decision?

"What does that young man from Mount Longhu think? Zhang Yunxiao, their disciple, may have some talent, but he should not be able to become a disciple of our Taoist sect, right?"

"That's right! How can I, a Taoist sect disciple, make such a careless decision?"

Several old Taoist priests in purple robes were discussing the matter.

But after they discussed it, they suddenly thought of something.

Why would the other party suddenly bring up this matter when he is fine?
Is it...

Several Maoshan ancestors thought of a possibility.

Their seniority may be very high, but seniority is not everything.

Those who come later can also catch up with them...

In terms of strength, the current generation of sect leaders are no weaker than those of the older generation.

"Could it be that the young man from Longhu Mountain deduced something?"

This idea appeared in the minds of several Maoshan ancestors.

They actually recognized Zhang Xuanbin, the current Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. Not only was he strong, but his methods were also enough to impress them...

Take some things that happened a hundred years ago.

Zhang Xuanbin, the current Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, single-handedly saw through the Buddhist conspiracy.

It saved a Taoist genius from being persecuted by Buddhism.

He can be said to be a man of both means and strength!
Since then, the fact that Zhang Xuanbin was good at deduction has spread throughout the entire cultivation world...

"should be."

At this time, Master Xuan Ning nodded and said.

He had been in contact with Zhang Xuanbin for a long time when he was young, and he knew very well what kind of person he was, so...

Master Xuan Ning also has some thoughts on this matter.

"Old Lin, aren't you also good at deduction? Why don't you try to see if you can figure out something?"

An old Taoist in purple robe said.

Hearing this, the Maoshan ancestor surnamed Lin could not help but frowned and said dissatisfiedly:
"You kid are still thinking about me? I only have so much time left to live, are you hoping that I will die soon?!"

He once recklessly deduced the secrets of heaven, which resulted in his life span being shortened too much. Now, perhaps he only has less than a hundred years left?

There may be nothing to be afraid of when deducing some small things.

But when it comes to the future of 'Daozi', if he dares to deduce it, I'm afraid he will waste the rest of his life?

In ancient times, the life span of those who had reached the state of refining emptiness and integrating the Dao could reach tens of thousands of years, but after the great changes in the world...

It is rare to have a thousand years.

"What are you afraid of? I just refined a furnace of Qingming Pills a few days ago, which is enough to extend your life for more than ten years."

At this time, an old ancestor of Maoshan said.

"Qingming Pill?!"

Upon hearing this, the old man surnamed Lin’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Qingming Pill is a top-grade precious pill used to prolong life. One pill can extend life by ten years. A person can take three pills in his lifetime, which can extend life by up to forty-five years...

Forty-five years, for him now.

It's already rare.

"Hand over the elixir first, or I won't do it!" The Lin family ancestor was very alert, fearing that he would be cheated by these old immortals.

"Tsk, do you think I'll cheat you again?"

The Maoshan ancestor who claimed to have refined the "Qingming Pill" said dissatisfiedly.

To be honest, a big part of the reason why he refined the Qingming Pill was to extend the lifespan of those old guys who were about to reach the end of their lifespans...

"Give, give, give!"

The Maoshan ancestor waved his hand impatiently and handed over a small porcelain bottle.

There are three Qingming Pills inside.

Seeing this scene, the old ancestor Lin’s eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly took the pill.

Then he took out a tortoise shell with the "Xiantian Bagua" engraved on it without any hesitation.

"Shh-"

The tortoise shell began to shake slowly in his hands.

All kinds of strange characters appeared on the tortoise shell.

"Um?!"

After a moment, the Maoshan ancestor surnamed Lin was slightly stunned.

He slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, as if he had discovered something incredible...

"How's it going? Did you figure out anything?"

Several Maoshan ancestors around asked questions one after another.

Even Master Xuan Ning looked over curiously...

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Lin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, nothing was said.

The words got stuck in my throat.

"Lao Lin? What are you doing?"

"Say it quickly!"

Several old Taoist priests in purple robes frowned.

Hearing this, the old ancestor surnamed Lin shook his head with some difficulty. It seemed that he had something to suffer but couldn't express it?
Seeing this scene, several Maoshan ancestors looked at each other in surprise.

They probably discovered it. It’s not that Lao Lin didn’t want to say it, but... he couldn’t say it?

Probably a few breaths of time passed.

The old man surnamed Lin's body trembled, and he seemed to be able to speak?
At this moment, he instantly turned his gaze towards the current head of the Maoshan Sect, Xuan Ning Zhenren, and said excitedly:

"quick!"

"Xiao Xuanning, quickly send someone to support our future Daoist sect disciple!"

"This..." Seeing this scene, Master Xuan Ning was a little confused, just when he was about to speak.

The surrounding world suddenly twisted.

He was driven out of Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

"..."

The corner of Master Xuan Ning's mouth twitched slightly.

What is this?

"Hahahaha!"

"The Dao Sect should flourish! The Dao Sect should flourish!!"

In a trance, a hearty laugh came from the palace behind him.

Looking at this... it doesn't look like Elder Lin's life span has been shortened?!

Master Xuan Ning walked along muttering to himself.

He came all the way to the top of Mount Mao, looked at the ordinary thatched cottage, tidied his clothes a little, and then whispered:

"Disciple Xuan Ning, begging to see Uncle Lin!"

"Shh-"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged Taoist with gray hair walked out of the thatched cottage.

Seeing this scene, Master Xuan Ning was slightly stunned.

This... seems to be the first time that Senior-Uncle Fengjiao has stepped out of seclusion in a hundred years?

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(End of this chapter)