My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 131 Nadai Zhangguan Fu Zhenren is a concubine?
Great Flame World.

Zhao Guo, Misty Peak.

On the top of the peak, there are three stone buildings, which are called: Daozang Tower, Misty Tower, and Zangbao Pavilion!

Three stone buildings surround Piaomiao Temple.

The four buildings are located at the top, only one stone staircase winds down, and below the 72 steps of the stone staircase are densely covered Taoist buildings with flying eaves and brackets.

Dozens of Taoist pavilions are distributed like terraced fields, rotating around the mountain peak.

A large number of flags fluttered in the wind, hunting in the mountain wind.

Among the buildings under the mountain peak, Taoist priests wearing yellow crowns, blue, white, and blue three different colors of robes and sleeves leaped vigorously from the attics of the pavilions, and finally gathered on the halfway up the mountain. On a platform that extends a large distance outside.

Not long after, nearly a hundred Taoist priests were divided into three formations, blue, white, and green, according to the color of their Taoist robes, and sat down in silence.

Among them, there are only seven green-robed Taoists, more than thirty white-robed Taoists, and the rest are all blue-robed.

The formation is also distributed in a fan shape, with seven Taoist priests in green robes at the handle, Taoist priests in white robes at the center of the fan, and the blue robe is the widest fan leaf.

The fan handle is the head and the fan blade is the tail, and its status can be easily distinguished. The green robe is the highest, followed by the white robe, and the blue robe is the lowest.

In front of the fan handle, a middle-aged Taoist nun with an ordinary appearance but a kind temperament stands with her hands behind her back.

The Taoist nun is wearing a gray Taoist robe with wide sleeves, her long hair is tied into a bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin.

When everyone arrived, the nun closed her eyes and slowly opened her eyes. There was a ghostly cloud in her eyes, which disappeared after a few breaths.

Nearly a hundred Taoists stood up and respected Jishou: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, disciples pay homage to Elder Chen!"

The middle-aged nun was Chen Cui, the maid who was in charge of washing, cooking and taking care of Han Shou and Linger.

Chen Cui's face was serious: "Follow the matter urgently, there is no need to be polite!"

"One year ago, the holy place of Taoist sects in Central Continent - Immortal Gate, knocked on my Misty Mountain Gate and issued a call-up order arbitrarily, to recruit all the disciples of this temple to go to Central Continent to fight against Ghost Fang Wu Sect in Western Continent."

"The Zhongzhou Dynasty under the command of Xianmen and the Guifang Tribal Alliance of Xizhou have been fighting for years. It was originally a secular war and had nothing to do with the practice world."

"Many princesses of the Central Continent Dynasty worshiped the Immortal Sect and became high-level concubines of the Immortal Sect. The Central Continent Dynasty suffered a great loss in the secular war. The royal family urged the princesses who married into the Immortal Sect to order the Immortal Sect to recruit the sects of the practice world to participate. Great battle!"

……

"This matter is only a matter of the cultivation world of Central Continent, and has nothing to do with me in the Southern Wilderness. For this reason, Zhangguan Daoist went to Central Continent in person, and entered the Immortal Sect to ask the Immortal Sect Zhangjiao to discuss, but he never expected to meet the Immortal Sect Elder Afterwards, the elder of the Immortal Sect, Hong Tai, had evil thoughts, and wanted to take Zhenren Zhangguan as his concubine."

"In order to force Master Zhangguan to submit, this old thief Hongtai did not hesitate to use my Piaomiao Guanquan disciple's life to force him to do so. He must say that if Master Zhangguan refuses to obey, Quanguan will have to go to the place where the Wumen have the worst rivalry to die. "

"Boom~"

Chen Cui couldn't hold back her anger, and smashed a stone sculpture beside her with a slap.

The disciples of nearly a hundred disciples in front of them also exploded, and they were all furious, roaring loudly:

"Fight with Xianmen!"

"We can get rid of the mundane world only by receiving the great kindness of the temple, so what if the fairy gate is a holy place? Please order the elders, we will fight with the fairy gate!"

"Too much deceit, too much deception! How can my generation of monks suffer such a great humiliation? The left and right are just one life. If you kill the immortal gate now, even if you die, you will smash their teeth."

"Xianmen is a holy land, but it is only a holy land in Central Continent, not our Southern Wilderness Holy Land, why should we be ordered?"

"Real Master Zhang Guan is wise and magnanimous, and must not be humiliated like this!"

"Please order the elders to fight to the death!"

……

Chen Cui pressed down with both hands, and the disciples quickly fell silent.

"Don't be impatient!"

"The Immortal Gate is a holy place, and the master of the Immortal Gate is a giant in the Tribulation Realm. Among them are many Elders of Transforming Gods. This is the tyrannical power of the hero of the Immortal Gate to dominate Central Continent. Are you... not afraid?"

"It should be noted that as long as a few Huashen elders take action in person, my Piao Miao view... I am afraid that the family will be destroyed!"

"I'm afraid no one will be able to escape by then!"

"You...are you not afraid at all?"

All the disciples blushed and shouted:
"The elder looks down on people, and is afraid of his eggs! At worst, he will die. What is there to be afraid of?"

"That's right! A disciple is not afraid of death, but only afraid that he won't be able to lift his head up for the rest of his life!"

……

Chen Cui smiled and changed the subject:
"Do you still remember what Zhang Guan Zhenren and Qi Hufa mentioned many times from the moment you entered the temple?"

All the disciples were startled and couldn't help but look at each other.

Chen Cui's eyes were in a trance, as if lost in memory:

"Holding the real person Fu Ling is just the master of the watch, the real master of the Piaomiao Temple is the master of the real person Fu Ling--Zhenjun Misty!"

Nearly a hundred people stared at Chen Cui with piercing eyes, subconsciously held their breath and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

"Fifty years ago, in the cultivation world of the Zhao Kingdom, no one dared to call the Guanzhu by his name directly, so he was given the name Misty True Monarch!"

"At that time, the Piaomiao Temple was just a dilapidated small temple, and the inherited cultivation methods were only for entering the third realm of Taoism, and the "Piaomiao Qi Training Art" was only a third-rate practice method!"

"The strength of Piaomiao Temple is all due to the true king!"

"It is the temple master who completed the "Misty Qi Training Jue" and personally transformed this authentic method into a method that surpassed the true teaching of the Holy Land. Now there are various classics in the Dao Zang Building, and the top materials in the Treasure Building are all available. These All from the hands of the real king!"

Chen Cui glanced at everyone: "In Zhao State, in Nanhuang, and even Wuzhou's cultivation world, why are you the only ones with the fastest cultivation speed and the most solid foundation?"

"Even if you are a direct disciple of the Holy Land like Xianmen, the progress of practice is only comparable to yours!"

"This... is all because you are enjoying the blessings of the True Monarch!"

Chen Cui looked up at the misty building on the top of the mountain.

"Fifty years ago, Zhenjun handed over the Piaomiao Temple to the real master Fu in retreat, and then fell into a retreat and has not left the retreat until today!"

"Why are you still only Piao Miao's disciples and not your own disciples? You have been divided into three levels: true sect, inner sect, and outer sect, but none of you are allowed to be apprentices?"

The eyes of all the disciples were bright, staring at Chen Cui closely.

This problem has troubled them for decades. Since Piao Miao Guan started to recruit disciples 40 years ago, no matter how qualified the disciples are, they have never been favored by the three giants of Piao Miao Guan.

No matter if it is the Master Fu Ling, the Daoist Qi Lu, or the elder Chen Cui, they are unwilling to accept a personal disciple.

They have had countless guesses, but they have not got an answer.

At this moment, Elder Chen is obviously going to announce the answer.

Chen Cui said softly: "It's not because you are not qualified enough, and it's not because you still need to pass the test."

"But without the permission of the true king, there is no qualification to open the inheritance of the third generation of disciples!"

"Therefore, you are not actually disciples of Piao Miao's lineage, and your cultivation skills are only learned from the "Piao Miao Wai Jing" cultivated by the outer sect!"

"The true direct-handed technique "Ethereal Qi Training Jue" will only be handed down when the true emperor personally allows the recruitment of the third generation of disciples!"

"The temple master has been in seclusion for fifty years, and no one knows when he will leave."

"Now that the deadline given by Xianmen has passed, Xianmen will definitely send strong men to attack. You are not from Guanzhong, and you don't need to live and die with Piaomiao Guan. It is still too late to leave now!"

"If anyone is willing to leave, I promise I won't make it difficult!"

"The Daoist Guan Fu and Qi Hufa will not be embarrassed either!"

"Those who want to leave can leave now on their own!"

"Boom~"

Nearly a hundred people on the platform exploded.

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, no one wanted to leave, and everyone excitedly vowed to live and die with the Taoist temple.

At this moment, in the misty building on the top of the mountain, the door of which has been closed for 50 years, a clear fox cry suddenly came out: "Pimyudyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...

The fox's cry was soft and full of panic and fear.

But what was strange was that the low moan of a fox actually resounded throughout Misty Peak.

Everyone involuntarily looked up at Misty Tower in unison.

(End of this chapter)