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Chapter 266 Holy Land Meteorology (two more 8600)

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West Mountain, above Qingyun Peak, is now full of rays of light, surrounded by immortal energy.

The rustling sound of mountain springs, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, competing for splendor, surrounded by a hundred birds singing in unison.

On the four peaks that come from south, go north, come from east, and go west around Qingyun Peak, sword aura is lingering, and sword lights fly from above the four peaks towards the main peak.

Many disciples with sword lights flying back and forth.

On Qingyun Peak, the auspicious radiance of the sun is constantly flickering.

At this time, it was almost noon.

From early in the morning, the Qingyun Peak became lively.

Some guests from afar have arrived at Qingyun Road several days in advance.

It is arranged above the other four peaks of Qingyun Road.

Early this morning, these people had already headed to the main square of Qingyun Peak.

On the big square in front of the Dao Hall, there were already crowds of people, Qingyun Dao disciples shuttled among them, welcoming guests from various factions and settling them down.

There are a lot of seats on the square, tens of thousands of them, one row after another, all made of emerald stone, in front of which is a rectangular stone table, on which are placed flowers, fruit wine, various fairy peaches, fire dates , Yuli and other rare fairy goods.

These were brought back by Lu Fengqiu from the place of origin.

Some of them have already been transplanted in the five peaks of Qingyun Road. For this reason, Lu Fengqiu also sent people to build some large spirit gathering formations, just to raise these fairy fruits.

Nowadays, Lu Fengqiu doesn't need to do these things himself, and someone will naturally do them after giving orders.

In the Qingyun Dao, there are a lot of talents, and there are not a few people who have great talents in formations.

Lu Fengqiu will also guide one or two in his spare time.

Those who are going to come to Qingyun Peak today are not only reputable Taoist masters from all the holy places in the world, but also great scholars and masters in the literary world.

There are also members of the royal family, and even Emperor Qian has received Qingyun posts.

There are also people from various families.

There are also sects, large and small, in the world, whether they are Taoism or Buddhism, there are so many people among them.

There are also some people from the outer world.

Of course, these people may not all appear in their true colors.

Just like the people in Xuantian Pavilion, a group of people headed by Yu Wenmu, but they didn't receive Qingyun post.

The Qingyun posts in their hands were snatched.

Naturally, Lu Fengqiu didn't know about these things.

In the past year or so, there have been many posts posted by Qingyun. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to know whose post was stolen, and even if he knew, he would not care about these things.

The seats in this large square are also exquisite.

Although Lu Fengqiu didn't deliberately mention how Mu Shaobai arranged the seats.

But Mu Shaobai's affairs are impeccable, the seats of those people from holy places and aristocratic families must be at the front.

There are also some people from small schools and sects mixed in, which shows some of Qing Yundao's determination.

Each sect will have an independent table.

Sects with more people will be seated in turn.

At this time, most of the people sitting in the square are small sects.

Among these sects, the one with the highest cultivation level has just stepped through the threshold of ghost immortals.

Most people are between exorcism and possession.

No matter how low the cultivation base is, they are just younger generations.

In today's world, there are not many people who can become ghosts and immortals.

How many people are there in Daqianshishi, Tianwaitian, and Jiuyuan God Realm?

Those who can cultivate into ghost immortals can be said to be one in a million, one in a billion.

Small sect, ghosts and immortals are the highest combat power.

It is the head teacher who founded the sect.

Therefore, among the four main Dao sects, the one with the most power now is Qing Yun Dao!

There are very few people in Taishang Dao, and in terms of power, they are far behind Qingyun Dao.

Zhengyi is quite powerful, but compared with Qingyun Dao, Qingyunzi is missing.

Not to mention Fang Xiandao, who directly became a subsidiary of Qing Yundao.

Qingyun Tao is the biggest Taoist sect in the world today!

Qingyun Tao is the most prosperous Taoist sect in the world today!
After today, Qingyun Dao will be the top of the seven holy places in the world!
The remaining six holy places are now dying, dying, falling.

Only Qingyun Dao came from behind, and its momentum is getting stronger and more prosperous.

With a sage like Qingyunzi in charge, Qingyun Dao will only become more and more prosperous.

In the big square, it was already very lively at this time.

Voices of discussion, voices of congratulations, and voices of greetings were mixed together.

Most of the people still had smiles on their faces. After all, such a grand event never happened even when the Great Zen Temple was still in existence and at its peak.

What is the weather of the holy land, not only the frequent emergence of masters, but also the ability to bring people from all over the world together.

If this kind of conference was held in other holy places, I am afraid that so many people would not come to buy it.

But Qingyun Dao is different, Qingyun Dao has saints in charge.

The sage's preaching has never appeared since the extinction of the ancients.

It is a supreme honor to be able to come to such a grand event to see the demeanor of a saint.

Only between the big square can be heard.

Someone praised: "Qingyun Dao deserves to be the most powerful holy place in the world today, look at the disciples of Qingyun Dao walking on swords that day, they are really amazing!"

"Qingyun Dao's flying sword technique has the demeanor of an ancient Taoist school."

"This is the real scene of self-cultivation, the prosperity of Qi training!"

"It is rumored that in the Great Thousand World thousands of years ago, all the Daomen were also so grand."

"I don't know when our Beiliang sect will be as powerful as Qingyun Dao. No, as long as there is one-tenth of Qingyun Dao's prosperity, then I, Beichenzi, can go to see the ancestors of my Beiliang sect."

Someone nearby heard this, and said directly: "Bei Chenzi, your Beiliang sect has only been established for 100 years, and you want to have the atmosphere of Qingyun Dao, unless you, Beichenzi, have the ability of Qingyun Taoist ancestor."

"indeed"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and cursing around.

"Ancestor Qingyun Daozu is a figure who only emerges in a thousand years. There is only one such outstanding leader in an era. I, Beichenzi, naturally don't have such abilities."

"However, my apprentice may become the best in the world in the future."

At this moment, someone laughed again and said, "Beichenzi, does your apprentice have the ability of Qingyun Jiuzi?"

Bei Chenzi's face froze, and then he looked at a six-year-old boy next to him. The six-year-old boy had braids in the sky, red lips and white teeth, making him very cute.

The six-year-old boy was holding a fairy peach in his hand and was gnawing on it.

Someone next to him said: "Look, the Qingyun Jiuzi who is waiting for guests in front is not a dragon among men."

"The head of Qingyun's nine sons, Mu Shaobai, is already a rare master in the world at a young age. It is rumored that his strength is already comparable to the master of six thunder tribulations, and he is firmly the next generation head teacher of Qingyun Dao."

"Besides Mu Shaobai, there are other eight disciples, none of whom are unparalleled in Taoism and extraordinary in martial arts."

"I heard that among the Qingyun nine sons, the weakest one is already comparable to the master of three thunder tribulations."

"A master of three lightning tribulations, even if you want to beat a head teacher like you and me, it is more than enough."

"Not to mention, Qingyun Dao still has five or six hundred true disciples, as well as those inner disciples and outer disciples."

Bei Chenzi touched the six-year-old boy's head, and said, "Lingzhuzi, Lingzhuzi, you have to win over my master. As a master, I'm still waiting for you to carry forward the Beiliang faction."

Lingzhuzi took a big bite of the fairy peach, smashed it with his mouth, and then said: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely carry forward the Northern Liang School."

Ling Zhuzi's words made everyone around him burst into laughter.

No one would take childish words seriously.

In the bamboo grove behind Qingyun Peak, Lu Fengqiu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his consciousness hovering up and down Qingyun Peak.

Just now he happened to hear the words of the six-year-old child in the big square, and after a while, Lu Fengqiu opened his eyes and muttered.

"Lingzhuzi? This kid has amazing aura. It seems that the Lingzhu turned into a spirit. This Beiliang sect is just a small sect in the north, but it has such luck."

Lu Fengqiu muttered, then closed his eyes again.

His spiritual consciousness is spread all over Qingyun Dao. Today Qingyun Dao's Dao Discussion Conference was full of people, too many people came, relying solely on Qingyun Dao disciples may not be able to cover everything.

When he released his consciousness, it was also to prevent Xiaoxiao from causing trouble.

The Dao Discussion Conference officially started at noon.

There is still about an hour left.

Some important people are still missing.

But Lu Fengqiu has detected their traces.

This time at the Dao Discussion Conference, Lu Fengqiu hoped that Mengshenji would also appear, but Lu Fengqiu guessed that Mengshenji would definitely not appear, and if he did appear, he would have to change his face, Mengshenji was very cunning.

Many masters in the world also died in more than a year, most of them were beheaded by Hong Yi.

The Great Zhou Taizu who had come to him to discuss cooperation had died in Hong Yi's hands.

After all, Hong Yi is the son of luck in the Yangshen world, and his growth rate is astonishing. In just two years, his situation has become even more perverted than in the original book.

At this moment, the three little foxes ran towards Lu Fengqiu following behind Xiao Hua.

Lu Fengqiu opened his eyes, and Xiaohua said from the side: "Old Lu, do you want me to appear at the Dao Discussion Conference today?"

Hearing this, Lu Fengqiu couldn't help smiling, and said, "You should just stay there and bring the three little guys to practice, just don't go out to make trouble."

"This person has a lot of miscellaneous eyes, and his strength is much higher than yours. If someone accidentally catches you and stews you, it will be bad."

When Xiaohua heard this, she immediately became unhappy, and said angrily: "You are the only one who was stewed and roasted!"

After all, he disappeared into the bamboo forest with the three little foxes.

Seeing this, Lu Fengqiu couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

The sky was cloudless, and it was getting closer and closer to noon.

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In front of the mountain gate of Qingyun Peak, the shouts of disciples of Qingyun Dao resounded.

"Tianlong Sect, the Heavenly Dragon Daoist is here!"

"Haoyue Sect, Daoist Chongxu is here!"

"Heavenly Sword Gate, Fairy Sword is here!"

"True Gang Sect, Bai Ziyue is here!"

"..."

"Too High, Saintess Su Mu is here!"

"The prince is here!"

"Prince Jade is here!"

"Come with the prince!"

"..."

In the big square, exclamations kept ringing out one after another.

"There are quite a few princes here. Do you think Emperor Qian has also arrived and is hiding among these people?"

"That's the arrival of Xie Wenyuan, the great master of the literary world. I heard that after he left Baijia Academy, he brought three thousand disciples to join the major literary masters in the south to study at Zhouyi Academy."

"That's Hong Xuanji!"

"Hong Xuanji is here too. He is wearing a Confucian uniform today. Behind him are Confucianists of Confucianism, who are the heads of major academies."

"That's Hong Yi!!"

"Hong Yi from Zhouyi Academy?"

"Now it's a good show. I heard that Hong Yi and Hong Xuanji's father and son are fighting, and it has become a big joke in the elite circle of Yujing City."

"The people behind Hong Yi are not simple people. Could it be that the bald monk is the Jingren monk?"

"Monk Jingren?"

"Could it be that Jingren monk from the Great Zen Temple in the past?"

"That's right, it's him!"

On the stone steps in front of the big square, Hong Yi led the big golden spider, Monk Jingren and others towards the big square.

At this time, Hong Xuanji led a group of great scholars to meet Hong Yi.

Seeing Hong Yi, Hong Xuanji snorted coldly, his face expressionless.

Hong Yi is also fighting each other, unwilling to show weakness.

A great Confucian beside Hong Xuanji shouted coldly: "Hong Yi, you didn't show respect to your father when you saw your father, did you read all your books into the stomach of a dog?"

"People who don't respect principles and ethics, can they still write books? Don't you be afraid of misleading your children!"

Hong Yi's eyes were like lightning, and he said coldly to the great scholar: "Where did the wild dog come from, it wears a monkey and wears a crown, it looks like a human, but the dog can't spit out ivory."

"I have already severed the father-son relationship with Hong Xuanji, let's talk about my Hong family, how can you, an outsider, point fingers!"

"So you are still a Confucianist in Confucianism?"

"Don't you know that I am the number one scholar hand-picked by the Holy Majesty, and even the Holy Majesty is full of praise for my articles!"

"You said that I read into the stomach of a dog. Could it be that you think there is something wrong with the vision of the current saint?"

"In vain you are still a great Confucian, you have no respect, and you violate the etiquette!"

"Could it be that you want to be sent into exile!"

As soon as Hong Yi said this, the angry Confucian stretched out a hand, pointing at Hong Yi, "you you you" non-stop, his face flushed red.

"You, you, you, you can't speak well, and you still have the face to show yourself!"

Hong Yi added another sentence.

At this time, Hong Xuanji on the side put one hand on the shoulder of the great scholar, and yelled at Hong Yi in a cold voice: "Nie Zi! This is a senior in the literary world, you speak so arrogantly, disrespecting seniors, etiquette is in your heart What's the use??"

"If it wasn't for the Holy Majesty still keeping you useful, I will definitely kill you, a wicked son!"

As soon as Hong Xuanji said this, everyone around was amazed.

It has long been heard that Hong Xuanji and Hong Yi are in the same situation, but they did not expect it to reach this point.

"You two, there is less than half an hour before the start of the Dao Discussion Conference. Please put aside the dispute for the time being and go to the front to take a seat."

At this moment, Mu Shaobai came from the front and said to Hong Yi, "Brother Hong, please."

Seeing this, Hong Yi slightly nodded towards Mu Shaobai, and strode away.

"Master Hong, please."

Mu Shaobai said to Hong Xuanji again.

Seeing this, Hong Xuanji snorted coldly and walked away.

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After a while, almost all the tens of thousands of seats in the big square were filled.

Some vacancies were gradually filled.

During the banquet, many people were already looking forward to it.

Most of them came here today just to see what Qing Yunzi looks like!
I saw Mu Shaobai climbing away, heading towards the Zhidao Hall.

Mu Shaobai stood in front of the Zhidao Hall and said loudly: "Noon is approaching, welcome Daozu!"

A group of Qingyun Dao disciples waited around the big square, shouting loudly: "Welcome Dao Patriarch!"

For a moment, above Qingyun Peak, there was a wave of air, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The next moment, Lu Fengqiu's figure slowly walked out from the Zhidao Hall.

Mu Shaobai and the other eight sons stood respectfully on the left and right, and said in unison: "See Master."

I saw Lu Fengqiu standing in front of the Zhidao Hall, with piercing eyes, scanning all directions, the green gauze rippling in the wind, chanting.

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao, name can be named, very famous."

"Poverty Dao Qingyunzi, welcome everyone to come to Qingyun Dao today to join in the grand event!"

"It has been more than a year since Pindao wrote the "Tao Te Ching". Today's Dao Discussion Conference, everyone can speak freely."

"Discuss the way, talk about the way, talk about the way of all living beings, talk about the way of you and me."

"There are three thousand ways of Taoism, and the ways are innumerable. Everyone has his own way."

"In today's world, a great era is coming. Since the beginning of the world, since ancient times, ancient times, middle ages, and modern times, there have been outstanding sages in every era, leading the trend of the times, just for the ultimate step, transcending the other side."

"Today's discussion can be big or small, everyone, who will tell your own confusion first?"

(End of this chapter)