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Chapter 945 Opening

"You're going too far!"

Before Song Yue could speak, a Taoist priest behind him suddenly came closer.

The Taoist was not tall, but his aura was quite strong, and his pair of tiger eyes shone with brilliance.

"Humph, I knew many of the outer disciples were opportunists who act according to the situation, but I never thought it would get to this point. Senior Brother Wuxin hasn't even been removed from his position within the sect, and yet you're spouting nonsense!"

"You are..." The Taoist deacon rubbed his eyes and groaned in his heart.

They knew that he was Pengzhan, who had been protecting Yuzhen Mansion for the past three years. Pengzhan was a role model for the master-disciple lineage among the new disciples. One year after entering the sect, he became a disciple of Master Kong, so his status was naturally not low.

After hearing this, the Taoist deacon looked a little embarrassed, but had to lower his head.

"I didn't realize it was Senior Brother Peng who was here. I've been careless. I hope Senior Brother will forgive me while I go find a good spot for them. I wonder which peak Senior Brother Peng is going to?"

Peng Zhan said coldly: "Senior Brother Wuxin is definitely not an ordinary man. Even if he enters the Magnetic Peak to practice, he will definitely escape one day!"

Then he patted Songyue's shoulder and said, "I've been in seclusion for several months. I don't want you to suffer such injustice. Don't worry, even if Senior Brother Wuxin is not here, as long as I am here, I will never let them do whatever they want!"

Songyue felt warm in his heart and nodded.

"Senior brother, thank you very much."

The Taoist deacon took out a jade token from his bosom and said.

"Junior Brother Songyue, take this jade token and go over there. The blue flag gate is there."

Then he spoke to Pengzhan in a low voice.

"Which sect are you going to?"

Peng Zhan snorted coldly and said, "Why do I need your jade token? I'll take Junior Brother Songyue to find Senior Brother Si!"

Song Yue shook her head and said, "We are cultivators of the Xuan Sect, not ordinary ladies who have to sleep in luxury. Anyway, we have been living like this for the past three years, so I don't care about the seating order anymore."

Pengzhan felt a little ashamed after hearing this. Although he had Si Yizhen's instructions to look after Yuzhen Mansion, he still focused on his own cultivation, otherwise Songyue would not have been in such a state.

But now he couldn't say anything, so he could only remain silent and turn into a long rainbow.

Seeing Pengzhan walking away, the Taoist deacon's expression changed again and again. Finally, he looked at Songyue and snorted coldly before turning and leaving.

Not long after, the Taoist priest on a crane who had escorted Su Yinzhen back came back and proudly raised something in his hand towards him, saying, "Junior Brother Zuo, look at this."

The Taoist steward's eyes widened when he saw it, and he exclaimed, "This? How did you get it?" The Taoist riding a crane deliberately waved it in front of him a few times as if to show off, then put it away and said complacently, "You saw who that flying boat belonged to just now. It belongs to Su Bancheng. He saw that I was quite considerate and spoke well to him, so he casually tossed this one to me. Hehe, I really made a fortune this time."

Disciples like them, although they are Luo Zhen's disciples, have a low status as outer disciples and their practice is difficult, so every penny they earn is hard-earned.

The Taoist steward's face was filled with envy, and then he said angrily, "Why didn't I meet such a generous young man from a noble family? Instead, I only met some poor fellows! It would have been fine if I had just met poor fellows, but I was scolded for nothing!"

The Taoist priest riding a crane looked at him with great surprise and asked, "What's wrong? Even if we didn't make any money, we shouldn't be scolded. We are working for the Timen Sect. Who can scold us?"

The Taoist steward was full of resentment and said, "Don't mention it. We have received dozens of people in the past half day, but there are not many famous ones. I just went to receive another one. He was not famous to begin with. Who knew that he was the notorious fool, Song Yue, the manager disciple of Yuzhen Mansion. Everyone in the sect knows that his disciple asked to go to Cifeng to practice. Now there has been no news for a year. I am afraid that he has become a pile of dry bones on Cifeng. He is ignorant and has no filial piety. I only said a few words, but who knew that there was another Pengzhan on his flying boat. This guy relied on the support of Senior Brother Si and now he has also worshipped Elder Kong as his teacher. He said that I was looking down on others. Ha, it is really unreasonable!"

After hearing this, the Taoist priest riding a crane couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then he couldn't help but look back a few times. He happened to see Song Yue driving a flying boat past, but he also lowered his head and sighed.

"Back then, he and I cultivated together. I was a few years older than him, and no one looked up to me. After I turned eighteen, I became an outer disciple and cultivated on my own. He was valued by Senior Brother Si and sent to Yuzhen Mansion. In that battle, Wuxin defeated Wang Shitong, and Luo Zhen was shocked. They all thought that the master-disciple lineage had produced another great man. His status rose rapidly, and countless people envied him. But who knew that Wuxin was so foolish as to ask to go to Cifeng... From then on, things were completely different. No matter how talented a person was, no one came out from there. Even if they relied on the geographical advantages of Cifeng to cultivate a great method, their connection with Cifeng became closer, and they could not leave it for the rest of their lives."

The Taoist deacon also nodded and said.

"Who says it isn't true? This man is so arrogant, he deserves to die at Magnetic Peak. Speaking of which, when will his position as an inner disciple be vacated?"

The Taoist priest on horseback thought for a moment, then said, "According to the sect's rules, as long as his soul lamp remains active, he can temporarily occupy a seat. Don't think about his position anymore. The Yuzhen Mansion, on the other hand, will have to be vacated in a few days."

"Oh, what do you mean?" The Taoist deacon became interested and asked quickly.

"Hehe, think about it, why was he so famous back then? Now there's no news of him, while the Wang family's reputation has soared. His swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he's been hailed as one of the eleven true disciples. When he fights for the throne this time, how can we keep Yuzhen Mansion in his hands? By then, Songyue and the others will probably be homeless..."

The words of the Taoist priest riding a crane were also full of sighs, but there was a hint of gloating in his eyes.

……

Half a day had passed, and the lights in the sky finally became sparse, and all those who were supposed to come had arrived.

Then a series of bell ringing was heard, each one louder than the last, and one after another, until it rang seven times in a row before the bell stopped.

After the bell rang, the scene fell silent. The figure of a tall old man in green clothes with a three-inch beard floating on his chest suddenly appeared in the air and was magnified hundreds of times, enough to be seen by everyone near and far.

"The Jiazi period has arrived, and the Luo Zhen Competition is imminent. This is not to teach you to be brave and aggressive. You must know that those who practice Taoism seek longevity and ascension to become immortals. However, blindly practicing without knowing the method may not be a problem within the sect, but after leaving Luo Zhen, there will be thousands of external demons and hundreds of thousands of disasters. Without the method of self-protection, longevity is like a flower in the water or a moon in the mirror. Only when Taoism and the method are combined can one achieve the great way!"

The old man's words resounded through the sky, shaking away the clouds in the sky, and then he said some old clichés.

It's probably just something like you can't take anyone's life in a competition, and friendship among fellow students is more important than ranking.

(End of this chapter)