Great Dao Ji

"Gongyuan"

At a distant restaurant on the fourth floor, Yan Xiake quietly watched Gongyuan by the window, with ghost lights under his cloak.

Looking at Gongyuan, he inadvertently remembered himself more than ten years ago.

At that time, he was conceited about his talent and did not take people in the world seriously. Along the way, he won the first place in the county, the first place in the prefecture, and the first place in the court as if he took something out of his bag, which further fueled his arrogance. He looked down on the officials and laughed at the princes.

During the examination, he ignored the three-day examination time, handed in the paper in half a day, and went to the military examination instead.

He defeated a martial arts candidate with a single sword, forcing all the martial arts candidates to cover their faces and leave, and won the first place in the martial arts examination in one fell swoop.

On the day of the palace examination, he was conceited and looked down on others. He won the first place in both civil and military examinations in one day, and the three top candidates and six first prizes. He was famous in Beijing, and all the officials in the city wanted to marry him.

Looking at Gongyuan, the scenes of the past seemed to flash before his eyes.

He thought his heart would be very complicated, but his heart was very calm and unperturbed.

He was not even as concerned as Sa Wuling.

Once a Taoist entered the Imperial Examination Hall, he would be noticed. That is, he knew that Sa Wuling did not have any magic power, or that his aura was different from that of An Qisheng, and he dared to let him try.

But even so, he was ready to take action at any time.

He was relieved when he saw Sa Wuling groping his way into the Imperial Examination Hall.

His eyes shifted to the north of the city, the majestic and solemn imperial city, and a little murderous intent was brewing in his heart.

There were quite a few people in the restaurant. The heroes who passed by were drinking and talking about many deeds in the martial arts world, and they were also mixed with many legends of seeking immortals.

No one knew that the cloaked man by the window had murderous intent in his heart and wanted to kill the emperor again.

The north of Qingdu is adjacent to the imperial city.

Several Taoists stopped here, looking at the magnificent and luxuriously decorated Taoist temple not far away, with different expressions.

The old Taoist in the lead shook his head in his heart, but the minds of several young Taoists were quite active, and they couldn't help but admire and respect.

"Grandmaster, this Tianyi Sect is really magnificent, much more luxurious than our Xiantian Temple."

A young Taoist couldn't help but whispered, unable to hide his envy.

They were Taoists invited by Xiantian Temple. Their ancestor Xiantian Zhenren had already cultivated supernatural powers and survived the 49th heavenly tribulation. He was quite famous.

Under the Yuanshen, his name was the most famous.

"If it's not my Taoist style, what's the point of being so luxurious?"

Some Taoists shook their heads.

For those who practice Taoism, gold and silver are of no use. They are only useful when they walk in the world on weekdays or when they need to assign ordinary people to do things.

How much silver did it cost for this Tianyi Sect to be so magnificent?

This kind of thing of competing with the people for profit is not the style of their Taoists.

"There are ways to establish Taoism in the mountains, and there are ways to show sainthood before showing sainthood. The magnificent and luxurious house is naturally more convincing than the broken temple and thatched cottage. Weren't you shocked just now?"

Xiantian Zhenren stroked his white beard with his hand, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and said:

"Daoyou Xiao, is what I said right or wrong?"

"Hahaha! Xiantian Daoist brother is right. This world is ignorant and does not know the high-level masters. Instead, they have a special liking for these three taels of gold, silver, copper and iron! In this case, it might as well take some gold and silver to show off."

The laughter echoed, and the many disciples who were welcoming and seeing off in front of the Tianyi Sect bowed together:

"We have met the deputy leader (ancestor)!"

The Taoists behind Xiantian Daoist also had a tense expression.

Before the laughter died down, Xiao Feng, wearing a fluttering Taoist robe, had already walked out of the door. He bowed to him from a distance of several dozen feet:

"Brother Xiantian, it has been sixty years since we last met. I really miss you so much!"

"Brother Xiao Daoist is busy with many things, so it is not easy to bother you on weekdays."

The Taoist Xiantian also smiled faintly and returned a greeting.

His attitude was neither close nor distant.

"I am not as noble as you are in the mountains."

Xiao Feng smiled without diminishing his smile and said:

"The leader has not come out of retreat yet, so I cannot welcome him in person. Brother Xiantian, please don't blame me."

"No, no."

Hearing that Tianyi Zhenren was still in retreat, the Taoist Xiantian's eyes flickered for a moment.

He then looked at the little Taoist nun who was always with Xiao Feng:

"Is this the new disciple of Brother Xiao Daoist?"

The little Taoist nun looked quite pretty, and her face was still childish, as if she was only eight or nine years old, but there was a hint of maturity that did not match her age in her cold eyes from time to time.

It seems similar to reincarnation, but it is not.

"This is the Taoist child I accepted two years ago. I haven't recorded his name, but his talent is good. I can accept him as a disciple in a few years."

Xiao Feng glanced at the little Taoist nun.

The little Taoist nun had already bowed slightly and said crisply:

"Disciple Ye Xiaoyi, meet the great master."

"Zhong Ling Liuxiu, both the root bone and talent are extraordinary."

Xiantian Taoist took out a talisman casually, and with a flick, it had already crossed the void and fell into Ye Xiaoyi's hand:

"This is a spirit gathering talisman, which is quite useful."

"Spirit gathering talisman!"

The disciples behind Xiantian Taoist were all shocked.

This spirit gathering talisman is not an ordinary talisman, but a magical talisman. In other words, as long as there is the essence of heaven and earth in the world, it can exist forever.

Wearing it for a long time can not only change the physique, but also prolong life and increase the speed of cultivation.

What's more rare is that it can be passed on to future generations.

It is almost equivalent to a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation.

They don’t have such a talisman.

“Daoyou are too polite.”

Xiao Feng was also somewhat surprised by Xiantian's generosity. After a smile, he also took out a snow-white porcelain bottle in return:

"This is a pill made with Cao Huandan, which is the most effective in promoting merit. Although Daoist brother can't use it, I believe it will be of some use to several senior disciples."

Cao Huandan.

Xiantian's eyes moved, and he looked at several disciples who were also surprised:

"Since it is given by the real person, you should accept it."

The disciples accepted it.

And Ye Xiaoyi silently stretched out her hand to take the talisman.

"Brother Xiantian, please come in. Tianhu Zhenren, Yi Pavilion Master, and Zilei Zhenren have all arrived and are waiting in the hall now."

Xiao Feng was awakened from a dream, and waved his hand, and the middle door opened.

What he said were several famous real people who crossed the calamity in the Daqing territory. Their cultivation was higher than his. They were either the founders of the sects or the heads of the sects.

"Daoists, you came early enough."

Xiantian Taoist smiled lightly and walked into the gate with Xiao Feng.

The people Xiao Feng mentioned were all the sects with the deepest friendship with Tianyi Sect, so it was natural that they came early.

The disciples of Xiantian Temple looked at the little Taoist nun in front of the door curiously, and then followed her.

Tianyi Sect occupies a large area, with many rockery, lakes, pavilions and towers, and the floor paved with white jade has no gaps at all. Walking in it is like walking in a fairyland.

The disciples of Xiantian Temple looked calm on their faces, but their hearts were full of waves.

This is no longer the luxury of mortals they imagined. The rockery, the lake, the magnificent hall, and the white jade floors are all engraved with lines, outlining each other.

It turned into an indescribable huge formation.

The spiritual energy here is more prosperous than their mountain gate.

It is unexpected that such a paradise can be created in Qingdu City, a holy place for cultivation!

Involuntarily, everyone's awe of the Heavenly Will True Man deepened.

Only Xiantian Taoist was not surprised at all, and walked towards the hall with Xiao Feng, talking and laughing as usual.

Some disciples looked from afar.

I saw that there seemed to be a lot of energy dissipating in the hall, some were transcendent, some were peaceful, some were cold, some were evil, and some were cold.

At a glance, I didn't know how many people were inside.

Ye Xiaoxi was holding the Soul Gathering Talisman, staring blankly, as if in a trance, and the disciples of the Heavenly Will Sect who were welcoming and seeing off in front of the door did not dare to disturb her.

I just thought she was comprehending the mystery of the Soul Gathering Talisman.

In fact, she was communicating with a divine will that flickered in her mind:

"Teacher, what should I do?"

That divine will was extremely subtle, and the fluctuations it emitted were almost non-existent.

Ye Xiaoyi was asking seriously.

Because it was this divine will that saved her three years ago, and in these years, it has been silently guiding her practice.

He is the only teacher she recognizes in her heart.

The divine will fluctuated, and the invisible fluctuations turned into a text in her mind:

"Just wait."

Ye Xiaoyi agreed in her heart, and was a little curious:

"Teacher, you want me to wait for someone outside the door. Is it my senior brother?"

"It's half of your junior brother."

At the same time as the divine will responded, it silently flowed down from her eyebrows, turning into a very subtle wave that dissipated through her body:

"He's coming."

"Teacher"

Ye Xiaoyi felt the divine will leaving her body and was very reluctant to let go, and was mixed with fear, anxiety, admiration and other emotions.

But she still didn't show it.

She had experienced too much, and at a young age she had learned how to hide her emotions and expressions.

She pretended to look casually, and the invisible wave spread across the long street with the wind, drifting towards a pedestrian in a black cloak at the corner.

Is that my junior brother?

But why is it half?

Huh~

On the long street, there seemed to be a breeze blowing past, blowing Yan Xiake's cloak.

"Does An Zhenren really have a way to stay here?"

When the wave entered his body, Yan Xiake's body trembled, but he forced himself to hold it in, pretending to be ignorant and followed the crowd through the gate of Tianyi Sect, and walked towards the distance.

He could feel the inquiring eyes of the Taoist nun in front of the gate, but he did not stop and walked away quickly.

After walking through three or four long streets and circling back and forth several times, Yan Xiake slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the spirit relaxed, there seemed to be a bright light in the sea of ​​​​heart, illuminating the darkness.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a magic sword rising and falling in the light.

The magic sword had no handle, and it seemed to be colorless, but as Yan Xiake sensed it with his mind, he seemed to "see" the colors of the world in the magic sword!

Brilliant starlight, bright sun, beautiful mountains and rivers, lush greenery, a sparkling lake with a clear water, and a white-clothed swordsman sitting quietly by the lake, with a vast and ethereal aura, like a banished immortal.

This colorless divine sword seemed to contain the colors of heaven and earth.

For no reason, he felt the essence of this divine sword in his heart.

It was a set of swordsmanship.

A set of swordsmanship with only one move.

Its name, Sword Twenty-Three.

Good night, everyone.