Journey To Longevity

After arranging for Xu Su, the new Jindan cultivator under his command, Zhang Shiping let him retreat, while he sat cross-legged in the hall alone, closed his eyes and meditated.

On the other side, on the top of Mingxin Peak in the central part of Nanzhou, two gray-clothed old men stood side by side on the jade platform, overlooking the endless clouds below the mountain, as if they were on the shore of the sea.

I saw the waves rising and falling, the waves splashing, and the turbulent waves hitting the shore, like a thousand snow rolls.

The jade platform where the two of them were sitting was extremely wide, except for the empty one side of the stairs, on the other three sides, there were black lacquered food tables with cloud patterns at intervals of several feet, totaling four or five. As many as ten.

Behind these food tables, there are Zhang Jinxi mats spread out, and on the tables are pots of wine and gold bottles, and three or four plates of spiritual fruits.

"Here we come." One of the old men in gray said.

As soon as the words were finished, several rays of light appeared in the distance, at first they were just a few extremely vague black spots, but after only ten breaths of time, a rough human shape could be vaguely seen.

Not long after, three people floated on the jade platform. There was an old man in a blue robe, and two middle-aged women in palace clothes. The three of them walked side by side.

The old man in the blue robe clasped his hands and made a series facing the two Nascent Soul cultivators of the Ming Xin Sect a few feet away, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuanhui, Brother Yunquan, I've been waiting for a long time."

"I've seen brother Feng Yang, and seeing fellow Daoist's expression, I must have cultivated more diligently than a hundred years ago." Xu Yuanhui said loudly.

"That's it, I can't compare to you little old man. Once I sat in the cave, the years passed by, and a hundred years passed by in a hurry, and the magic power was condensed as slowly as a snail, like a rotten tree, what else can I do, nothing more It relies on the stupid work of the water mill." Feng Qingmen, Feng Yang Zhenjun, laughed at himself.

"You old guy, are you mocking me? If you can improve your cultivation, what else do you want? Come, take a seat. They should be coming soon." Xu Yuanhui laughed.

But Bi Yunquan cupped his hands to the two women in palace attire, and said, "Zhan Daoyou, Xu Daoyou hasn't seen you for a long time, please take a seat."

"I said that Nanzhou has finally been stable for decades, and now this trouble is happening again. What are you two paying attention to? Red Moon Tower and Misty Valley, if they want to fight, let them go, why bother?" Be this peacemaker? Is it possible that we disagree, and those overseas guys can still use the banner of thousands of years ago to drive our sects away?" Zhenjun Zhan Xuan of the Qingxia Sect said with a slight frown.

"My good sister, who told them to be powerful? It would be nice if we could guard our own one-acre three-point land, but don't really be driven away. Besides, if those in Misty Valley don't want to guard the barbarians anymore Isn’t it that our sects are going to take turns? I don’t want to go to such a ghostly place.” Another Huan Yin sect, a Nascent Soul cultivator named Xu Lan, said with a wry smile.

This person is the new Yuanying Patriarch of the Huanyin Sect after Huayin Zhenjun passed away, and it has only been thirty or forty years since he conceived.

If it wasn't for Guzhang Zhenjun of Wanjianmen to protect the dharma, this woman surnamed Xu probably wouldn't survive even if she survived the catastrophe.

After all, those true monarchs of the sect in the central plains of Nanzhou are gearing up to swallow the Huanyin sect, and they don't want to see another Nascent Soul cultivator from this sect.

But fortunately, Huayin Zhenjun followed Yuxing's example. Although he failed to ascend to the spirit world as he wished, the relationship between the two sects was finally established.

Therefore, Gu Zhang, the Yuanying Patriarch of Wanjianmen, saw this relationship, so he just came to help and protect him, so that the woman surnamed Xu from the Huanyin Sect would not survive the baby robbery, but Can't escape being robbed.

"Whether or not fellow Taoists in Misty Valley are willing to continue guarding the borders of the Barbarian Domain is not up to them. Two or three thousand years ago, Misty Valley Pit killed tens of thousands of foundation-builder monks, and many of them were monks from our sect at that time. Such a big sin is not so easy to wash away. There are still hundreds of years left for the period set by the Venerable Red Moon to guard the barbarian domain. No matter what the big monk Xuan Yu is, he is in this matter. I won't give in, otherwise, wouldn't Venerable Red Moon's prestige plummet and become a laughingstock?" Zhenjun Zhan Xuan had a sneer on his face.

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved to her seat, filled the golden bottle with wine, and drank herself.

Following the arrival of these three people, there were lights galloping in all directions in the sky one after another, flying down on the jade platform, and they took their seats one after another.

These people are the Yuanying monks from the Lingshou Valley, Tianjianzong, Lingjidong, Dayanzong, Jiushadian, and Yahai Pavilion. They greeted each other and saw Misty Valley and Hong Before the people from Yuelou arrived, they sat on the ground and chatted with other people.

Some congratulated the other party's disciples for breaking through the Golden Core, while others started talking with barbs in their words because of some old things between them.

After a flash of half a stick of incense, the time passed.

At this time, there were more than twenty or thirty rainbows of various colors in the sky, and they came one after another.

At this time, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the ten sects in the hinterland of the Central Plains of Nanzhou all got up, and all their eyes were fixed on a brocade-clothed monk.

"I've seen Great Cultivator Xuan Yu." Everyone said, clasping their hands.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time." Xuan Yu nodded, and he looked at the fifteen Nascent Soul True Monarchs from Misty Valley, Shuiyueyuan, and Xuanming Palace on the opposite side, and then walked to the upper left seat nearby, and sat down generously. up.

Behind him, the eleven Hongyuelou Nascent Soul monks sat on the floor at the same table.

"Fellow daoists, today Yunquan and I invite all fellow daoists to be witnesses to the matter of the Red Moon Tower and Misty Valley. Now our Nanzhou has only been stable for decades, and I hope that no matter what, the two of you can have a good relationship." If you restrain yourself, you will avoid war and chaos, and you will only let the enemies of the foreign race take advantage of the opportunity." Xu Yuanhui raised his glass and said loudly after all the people were seated.

The yellow-robed and white-browed Zhenjun Luo Shan in Misty Valley sat down on the upper right seat with a sullen expression, and exchanged glances with Xuan Yu.

"Fellow Taoist Luoshan, how you've been doing lately." Xuan Yu raised his bottle to invite.

"It's not as free and easy as Taoist Xuan Yu." Luo Shan raised his glass in return.

The two covered their faces with their sleeves and drank the wine in the bottle.

Xuan Yu put down the wine bottle, and said in a calm tone: "You and the other five should not be here at this moment. They left the border of the Barbarian Territory without authorization and violated the promise of the past."

"Really? My Misty Valley has guarded the border with my own strength for more than two thousand years. I have already fulfilled my responsibility, and it is time to come back now. If it continues, the Misty City may have to change its name. Fellow Daoist Xuan Yu, What do you think?" Luo Shan said unhurriedly.

"The period agreed between your lord and the predecessors of the noble sect was three thousand years, and now it has only been two thousand years, and the time has not yet come. It is good to have a beginning and an end, fellow Taoist Luoshan, don't you think so?" Xuan Yu asked rhetorically.