Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 132 There is a Taoist Priest on Yunxiao Mountain

Yukawa Castle.

Lingxiao Sect, Yunxiao Mountain.

Amidst the dense clouds, in front of a cliff, on a pavilion, two men with long beards sat at a stone table playing chess.

Both of them were wearing light blue Taoist robes and had their hair in a Taoist bun. The man on the left looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with a gaunt face and a long beard three feet long. A crystal clear and warm white jade gourd inlaid with silver was pinned to his back.

The man on the right looked a little older, already showing signs of old age, but he had a broad forehead, a strong neck, high cheekbones, and bright eyebrows and eyes. Three long strands of beard hung down to his chest, and a fiery red hexagonal ruler was slanted across his waist.

"Qing Liao, are you pretending to build a plank road while secretly attacking Chencang?"

The old man with three beards on the right stroked his beard and smiled slightly, twisting a white piece, hesitating.

“It’s not easy!”

The bearded man on the left smiled, threw the black piece in his hand into the chess box, stood up, spread his sleeves,
"Black and white clash, the chess pieces are in a state of confusion. After playing chess with my senior brother for so many years, I finally managed to win a small victory."

The old man with three beards said with a smile:

"Black and white are impermanent, withering and flourishing are constant. In this world, from ancient times to the present, has there ever been a general who is always victorious? This man, if he can't find the Tao, he really has to admit that he is old. After all, this world belongs to the young."

"Brother, you are vigorous and energetic, and you are also a force to be reckoned with, and your influence spreads across the world. Isn't it a little too early to say this..."

The bearded man laughed long and hard, his expression bleak. He turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds. After a long while, he said calmly,

"Time flies in the mountains, but playing a round of hand-to-hand with my senior brother feels like two whole years have passed."

"Someone come."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged monk wearing the same standard Taoist robe emerged from the clouds in the mountains. He had flat eyebrows and big eyes, and it was Ding Tianshi.

He took three steps forward and stood still, looking respectful and humble. He bowed and said:
"Disciple Ding Tianshi visited the Taoist priests to perform the techniques of 'Fireflies Reflecting the Snow' and 'Finding the Sun with Blazing Fire'."

The old man with three beards glanced at him and said with a smile:

"So it's 'Sleeve Fire' here. Long time no see. Well done, your cultivation has improved again."

Ding Tianshi didn't dare to look up:
"Thank you for your concern, Master. I am a slow learner and it took me ten years to finally break through to the late stage of foundation building."

The old man with three beards smiled calmly:
"You're not bad for your age. You must be tired after standing for ten days, right?"

Ding Tianshi shook his head and said:
"To the Feathered Master, I was born as a disciple of the Tianshi Minor Sect. The Immortal Sect does not regard me as a lowly disciple. I was finally favored by the Feathered Master, ascended to the sky, and established an immortal foundation. This is truly a blessing in three lifetimes. I dare not bother the Feathered Master with mentioning these short ten days."

The old man with three beards stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Qing Liao, your clan's last disciple is indeed a talented person, there is someone to take over the throne!"

The two men with long beards and green robes are none other than the two Huangting Yushi who are now in charge of Yuchuan under the orders of "Langfeng Peak". They are the ancestors of the four major families in Yuchuan, the Ding family and the Jiang family, namely "Firefly Reflecting the Snow" Ding Qingliao and "Fire Recognizing the Sun" Jiang Taiqing.

"That's very kind, Senior Brother."

Ding Qingliao did not turn around, but stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of ​​clouds, and said lightly,

"Well, what's the matter?"

Ding Tianshi said respectfully:
"Two Taoist priests, the Taihe Jingwu Banquet is ready. The leaders of the three counties of Cangwu, Nanhuai, and Yunfu have all arrived and are now waiting on the peak, awaiting an audience with the Taoist priests."

"Oh? Are they all here?"

Jiang Taiqing sat upright in front of the stone table. With a slight movement of his fingers, he saw the black and white pieces on the chessboard carved in the stone table in front of him come alive, jumping and vying to jump into their respective chess boxes.

In a moment, the chessboard was clear.

Then he wiped the chessboard gently with his sleeves, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile:
"Tell me, which families' children are here?"

Ding Tianshi reported:

"To the two Taoist priests, the Jiangzuo group is led by Pei Yansu, the "Spring River Water," and Chen Baochong, the "Green Sword." The Huaishang group is led by Qi Lianrou, the "Green Smoke Net," and Wu Hanshuo, the "Soul Cold Voice." The Nanhuai group is led by Sun Rushi, the "Yin Yang Pot," and Yu Qingmei, the "Ji Ji Ding."

"Yu…Qingmei?"

Ding Qingliao turned around, with a suspicious look in his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes and asked,

"Brother, is there a new Taoist priest in Taiping?"

Jiang Taiqing lowered his eyebrows and nodded slightly, sighing softly.
"Two years ago, the Nanhuai Hua clan was ordered to march into battle. They were ambushed at Sanda Mountain on the Qingli border, and the Manchus were annihilated. Hua Yingchun, known as the "Liyan Dinghai," and the chief witch of the Liwushan Shang tribe met their end, both humiliated and broken. To this day, Sanda Mountain is drenched in torrential rain and raging wildfires."

"Later, I heard someone went to Langfeng Peak. Then I heard that a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky above the Yu family in Fushui Town. Tenghuang Dejing appeared, and a man named Yu Xiaosheng, who was called 'Shuifu Xunli', appeared."

Ding Qingliao's expression changed slightly, and he smiled faintly:
"So that's how it is. Senior Brother and I have been sitting here in the 'Enlightenment' stone pavilion on Yunxiao Mountain, playing chess for two years. I, Junior Brother, have been oblivious to what's happening outside, but Senior Brother is masterminding the situation and seeing things from afar."

Jiang Taiqing smiled and said:
"Qing Liao, when you reach my age, you'll understand. When you get old, you tend to doze off. It's strange, but when you doze off, you'll dream about things, and you can't tell if they're real or not."

"is it?"

Ding Qingliao laughed dryly, his face calm and composed, and sat down again, saying to Ding Tianshi,

"Go on."

Ding Tianshi listened to the two chatting and laughing, traveling thousands of miles apart, in the midst of life and death, one Taoist priest from Nanhuai died in battle, another Taoist priest broke through and rose to power, fate came and went, the palm of life and death, his heart was horrified, but he did not dare to show it on his face, and only said:

"As instructed by the two feathered masters, I have distributed the Chief Review Officer tokens to six of my fellow disciples. Together with me, 'Fu Guang Chi' Jiang Yujun, and 'Li Yang Yan' Xun Dantai, there are nine Chief Review Officers for this Taihe Jingwu Banquet. Adding the fellow disciples on Yunxiao Mountain, there are already seventy-two Chief Review Officers, for a total of eighty-one."

"In addition, according to statistics from the City Office, there are a total of 361 cultivators participating in this Taihe Jingwu Banquet, including 288 at the Earthly Origin level and 73 at the Heavenly Origin level. They have all signed in and received their orders to enter the Taihe Academy and are ready."

"Ah."

Jiang Taiqing nodded slowly.
"Yes, you have been very thoughtful, calm, and methodical. You have handled the Tianshi matter properly..."

After saying that, he laughed again and asked,

"'Fu Guang Chi'? This little girl is so shy that she didn't even dare to ask me for a name for her foundation-building technique. At least she has gained an immortal foundation. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing for a Condensation Cultivator to be the Chief Core Officer."

Ding Tianshi did not hesitate at all and replied:

"Returning to 'Fiery Sun', we've received word from the Jiang family that Miss Yujun has already established the immortal foundation 'Great Sun Golden Crow Wheel' years ago. Her foundation is solid, and the wheel is spinning!"

"[Qian Yang Yan He]"

Ding Qingliao smiled, rubbed his long beard and said softly,

"That's great, congratulations, Senior Brother!" "What's the reason for this?"

A hint of joy flashed across Jiang Taiqing's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He shook his head and sighed softly, then stood up and stroked his three long beards.
"The family is failing, talent is dwindling, and each generation is weaker than the last... Qing Liao, if it weren't for old bones like you and me guarding the nest, these youngsters wouldn't even be able to grow strong wings before the nest is overturned..."

"My senior brother is a man of high integrity and a man of deep love for his children."

When Ding Qingliao saw him stand up, he also stood up with his sleeves gathered up and said to Ding Tianshi,

"All understood. Go down and inform the other eight chief review officers to meet at the Lingxiao Pavilion in the mountains within an hour."

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Yunxiao Mountain.

Lingxiao Pavilion, Lingxiao Palace.

In the cloud-filled hall, nine young men and women in colorful clothes and with outstanding temperament stood on the left and right. Each of them had his own unique appearance and a graceful and elegant demeanor, which made people's eyes brighten at the sight of them.

Lingxiao Hall is the sect's solemn and dignified meeting place. No noise or whispering is allowed in front of the hall. This is the sect rule of Lingxiao School of Qingshen Immortal Sect.

Therefore, the nine people entered the hall one after another and stood on the left and right. They all hung their heads and put their hands in, and were silent as a cicada, not daring to speak nonsense.

Pei Yansu glanced at Qi Lianrou, but he didn't expect that her beautiful face was turned away with a cold expression. She didn't even look at him. He felt bored for a moment and gave a wry smile.

Chen Baochong looked curiously at a girl on his left who was wearing a light blue skirt. Her bangs covered her eyebrows and her face was slightly rosy. She looked quite cute, but it was a pity that she was not particular about her appearance. She stood silently behind Pei Yansu with a very clear expression. In front of Pei Yansu was a Taoist priest in black with a short beard and a dignified look.

Chen Baochong naturally knew that this Taoist priest in black was Sun Rushi, the famous Taoist priest in the late foundation-building stage of the Immortal Sect in Nanhuai, known as "Yin Yang Pot".

Although this person's surname is Sun, he did not follow the Taiping Sect leader and the ancestor of the Sun family, the Huangting Feathered Taoist "Water and Fire Not Yet in Harmony" Sun Guozhen, but became a disciple of the ancestor of the Bian family of the Nanhuai Immortal Sect, who was known for his superb skills and weapons, the Huangting Feathered Taoist "White Jade Whisk" Bian Lengshi.

It is said that Sun Rushi is even better than his master, and his weapon-making skills have reached perfection. The name of his "Yin Yang Pot" is likely to surpass that of his master's "White Jade Whisk".

However, the female foundation-building cultivator named "Ji Ji Ding" Yu Qingmei that he brought with him this time was the first time he had seen her. For this reason, Chen Baochong couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

"Okay, stop looking. Look left and right, up and down, front and back. If you look any further, the girl will be shy. If you like her, go and tell her later."

Suddenly, Chen Baochong heard a young girl's teasing laughter through her spiritual consciousness. He glanced sideways and saw Jiang Yujun standing on his right looking at him with a half-smile. His face immediately flushed, and he smiled silently, responding with his spiritual consciousness:

"Miss Yujun misunderstood. This junior sister is new and her face is unfamiliar, so I took a closer look."

"Come on, you Jiangzuo cultivators are all the same as Pei Yansu, hypocritical. If you like someone, then you like them. Why hide it? Alas, poor Senior Sister Qi, she's still mad at someone!"

Chen Baochong smiled helplessly, knowing that Jiang Yujun and Qi Lianrou had a close relationship, he hated Pei Yansu and even hated himself.
"Ms. Yujun, Senior Brother Pei actually misses Senior Sister Qi very much. He's told me this several times. But you know how he is. He's arrogant and stubborn, and he refuses to give in. How about you try to persuade Senior Sister Qi?"

"I won't try to persuade you. I haven't even started yet, so why would I be someone's matchmaker? What good would it do me?"

"Chen Baochong, I actually think you're pretty good. Why don't you stop looking at other girls and put in some effort to pursue me so I can experience what it feels like to be liked by someone?"

"I can also let you experience what it feels like to be loved but not be loved!"

Chen Baochong was startled and looked terrified. He took a step back involuntarily, which attracted the attention of Ding Tianshi, who was standing silently in the front. He turned around and took a look. He was immediately embarrassed and quickly lowered his head.

Seeing his embarrassment, Jiang Yujun smiled lightly with her hands covering her mouth, but suddenly she noticed a gaze like a sharp sword sweeping towards her from the front. She immediately changed her expression to solemn, lowered her head, and dared not joke anymore.

Wu Hanshuo turned around and glanced coldly at Jiang Yujun, not knowing what she was laughing at. He couldn't help but glance at Qi Lianrou in front of him. Seeing her expression, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He looked at Pei Yansu next to him with a cold look, his eyes like sharp thorns, as if they wanted to pierce his heart!

Ding Tianshi turned his head to look at Chen Baochong and frowned slightly. He didn't understand why the Jiangzuo's resident feathered monk "Cui Lang Lu Yu" sent such a young cultivator who had just established his foundation. Even if he was his own closed disciple, he was still young and inexperienced. He was afraid that after the meeting started, he would not be able to host it well and would not be able to convince the crowd.

Chen Baochong's embarrassment disappeared in a flash. He knew that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was deliberately joking. His eyes moved and he glanced at the person on the left next to Wu Hanshuo. The person was thin, wearing a white jacket, with clear eyes, but he was unconventional and stood with his hands behind his back.

This is Xun Dantai, the mountain-based foundation-building cultivator from the Xun family, one of the four major families in Yuchuan. He is also a cultivator from the Huaiyou Immortal Sect. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation-building. This is the first time Chen Baochong has seen this person.

The positions of these nine people are different.

Qi Lianrou, Ding Tianshi, and Sun Rushi, three cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, stood at the front.

Xun Dantai, Wu Hanshuo, and Pei Yansu, three cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, followed closely behind.

Chen Baochong, Jiang Yujun, and Yu Qingmei, three cultivators who had just established their foundation, were at the end.

These nine young elites from the four Qingshen sects were silent, each with their own thoughts, quietly waiting for the arrival of Yuchuan and the two feathered priests!
There are four jade armchairs in a row on the Lingxiao Hall, with two bronze crane-standing lampstands beside them illuminating the room with spiritual lamps. On the wall behind the armchairs is a splash-ink landscape painting. The painting is full of freehand brushwork and majestic momentum, but it depicts the mountains and rivers of Yuchuan, Huaishan and Huaishui.

Suddenly, the spirit lamp on the lampstand in the hall swayed, and two more people appeared on the armchair.

Ding Tianshi quickly bowed his head, Qi Lianrou followed closely behind him, Sun Rushi was extremely respectful, and behind him Pei Yansu, Wu Hanshuo and six others hurriedly bowed their hands, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

The nine immortal sect cultivators each restrained their expressions and said in unison:

"Disciple pays homage to the Feathered Master."

Someone in the hall laughed, it was Jiang Taiqing's voice,

"Everyone is here, young and talented people, the room is full of brilliance, it's a pleasure to watch, not bad, not bad!"

"…"Fireflies in a Bag Reflecting the Snow" Taoist priest, please tell me about it."

"Everyone."

Ding Qingliao sat upright, glanced at His Highness, and said calmly:

"Spring goes and autumn comes, and another eight years have passed. The four Qingshen counties, blessed by the Immortal Ancestor's protection, are united and prospering day by day. The grand feast of Taihe Jingwu is the foundation of Qingshen's longevity and endless life. It is the beacon that guides our Qingshen disciples in their search for the bright path in the darkness of ignorance. This eight-year cycle must never be interrupted."

"The path of cultivation for us is long and arduous. As the saying goes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Mount Tai is so high that you cannot see it from behind, but the smallest hair can be seen with a single glance."

"As the chief reviewers of this Taihe Martial Arts Competition, you represent the face of the four Qingshen sects. You must uphold justice. A gust of wind cannot last all morning, nor can a torrential rain last all day. The weather cannot be adjusted, nor can human affairs. Be strict with yourselves, adhere to your original intentions, blunt their sharpness, resolve their conflicts, harmonize their light, and become one with the dust."

"The great way leads to heaven, and one should keep oneself healthy. One must understand the principle that a hundred flowers pass by without a single leaf getting on one's body."

As the words fell, the sound was like the melodious morning bell, lingering in the air for a long time.

The nine people responded in unison: "We will follow the teachings of the Taoist priest."

"Ah."

Ding Qingliao nodded slightly and said in a deep voice,
"Alright, there's no point in saying more. Justice is in the hearts of the people. You all should perform your duties and take your positions. At noon, I, along with the Taoist priest "Liehuobianri" and the star official "Langfeng Peak", will appear on the Linghuai River and open the "Earthly Evil Nine Palaces Platform."

"The Taihe Jingwu Banquet has officially begun!"

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