Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 472: Fellow disciples gather together
In the quiet room, Lin Xuanzhi slowly opened his eyes. Next to him was the white cat still in the cage.

At this time, the two-tailed white cat was staring at him with confusion and curiosity. Although he said nothing, there was an obvious agility in his eyes from time to time. It was obvious that his intelligence was not low.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled softly: "You have been enlightened by the emperor, you have two tails, and you have extraordinary supernatural powers. Even so..."

"Let's call him Sanmiao."

"Meow meow meow?!" The white cat looked blankly in confusion.

Is there anyone named like that?
He casually unlocked the cage and let the kitten move around freely. He only asked Hongyi to take care of it.

There are dragons, tigers and Baize on Jiuxuan Peak. Nowadays, it doesn't matter if there are more cats.

As for the undead ghost cat, although he had received the order, it was not a matter of urgency.

The demon spirit born in the sea of ​​​​blood in the netherworld is also known as "immortality". I guess I know that this thing is not so easy to handle.

"It is true that in troubled times, evildoers will cause chaos, disasters will occur everywhere, and all living beings will suffer..."

Of course, another incarnation of the Bone Master came later.

Xuandu Temple on Zhixuan Peak remains as simple as ever, with lofty Taoist charm, which makes people feel peaceful and pure physically and mentally.

If it is an ordinary supernatural power, it can be placed in the Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion and allowed to be exchanged by those who need it, and they can learn and practice on their own.

In addition, there were some real-life counterparts that Lin Xuanzhi had never seen before.

When everyone meets, it is inevitable to exchange greetings and greetings, but it is also casual and harmonious.

Such comfortable days passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was August 15th in a blink of an eye.

This magical power was stored in Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion when Lin Xuanzhi returned from Kunlun. It has been two hundred years, but it is said that there are not many real people who have actually cultivated this magical power.

Nowadays, he is far away in other universes, and his body has no skills but does not want to miss the opportunity.

Naturally, Lin Xuanzhi didn't have much to rely on, so he set out early in the morning, chatting with Qian Xuzi and his master in Zixia Palace, while waiting for the arrival of the immortals.

However, it is extremely difficult to transform into a fetus, but it is also very beneficial to the cultivation of the soul and even the realm of pure Yang. In order to help everyone, today's exchange meeting was held.

Wang Wenjing, Su Mingxin, Chi Jingke, Huan Youzi, Yue Qingzhen and others have arrived in twos and threes.

There is Master Qingsi from the Demon Clan who came from Tianhuang Continent, Master Lewei from Beppu in the West Sea, and Master Zhengming from other branches of the Daqianzhong sect.

After the sky was bright, there were different fairy lights everywhere, riding on clouds, wielding swords, or riding horses. They went to the bottom of Zhixuan Peak and each pressed their cloud heads together to climb to the top.

Everyone expressed their joy and gratitude to Lin Xuanzhi for finding this magical power in the audience.

Such an exchange is even more necessary.

Although Lin Xuan had received a lot of good deeds from the sect through his supernatural power, all the masters had received it based on their own merits, and they had nothing to owe.

The bright sun is in the sky.

Of course, pure Yang masters such as Qinghua Yuanjun and Sun Yuanyizhenjun have successfully cultivated, but they also have different emphasis.

"A great demon at the Yangshen level, even in a severely injured state, is not easy to take lightly. In fact, in order to recover, he may even resort to unscrupulous means..."

Lin Xuanzhi wandered aimlessly in the cave, and found that there were now several real people. He felt his immortal consciousness passing by, and they all sent friendly signals.

More often than not, I only gained some insights from it and made some progress.

But they also accepted this favor.

The branch lineage in charge of Zhengming Zhenren was left by Zhenjun, a second-generation patriarch in Guanzhong.

Although he is far away from other places, he still has frequent contact with Guanzhong.

"If Master Yixu is free in the future, please come and sit with our Zhixu Sect." Master Zhengming smiled warmly.

Master Gu said with a half-smile, "Junior Brother Zhengming, don't make it too obvious that you want to eat Xiao Zao."

Everyone smiled, and others did not forget to send out invitations one after another.

For a time, the atmosphere in Zixia Palace was very lively.

Master Yueqing smiled and sighed: "For those of us in the realm of the Yang God, this magical power is like timely rain."

Master Gu and Master Zhengming could not help but nod in agreement.

Those who have cultivated to the level of Yangshen in the Xuanmen orthodox sect have no fear or shrinkage towards the Fourth and Ninth Tribulation.

But complete preparation is also responsible for one's own path and attaches great importance to the catastrophe.

People like Master Gu and Master Yueqing who had accumulated abundant resources and prepared secret treasures to overcome the tribulation, in recent years have deliberately caused their own catastrophe.

However, after the transformation of the fetus, it is expected that the form and spirit can be better reconciled and the origin is enhanced, so they are naturally happy to strengthen it again.

This not only increases the chance of successfully overcoming the tribulation, but also brings great convenience after cultivating Pure Yang.

Master Lu was a little embarrassed.

After he received the lucky draw of Qingfengfu, he closed his eyes to death and refused to be disturbed.

The time of success may be when the fourth nine comes, and you can only miss this opportunity.

Not long after, pure Yang celestial light descended from outside the palace, and it turned out to be Zhenjun Sun Yuanyi and another stranger Chunyang.

The visitor looks like a young man, with slightly white temples and a weathered and peaceful look.

Master Huanyouzi was the first to step forward: "Disciple has met Uncle Master and Sun Zhenjun."

Gu Zhenren and others had already stood up to pay their respects without making any excuses.

While Lin Xuanzhi followed in the footsteps of his master and Master Qianxu to pay tribute, he also compared it with the sect's jade statue and recognized the origin of this person.

The master-uncle who taught Ling Xuzi, Huan Youzi and others was too distant and awkward to talk about seniority. Therefore, except for Huan Youzi and Sun Zhenjun, Lin Xuanzhi and others were only called Patriarch Xiaomeng.

Lin Xuanzhi searched for a long time, but found that this person's name also followed the seniority order set by the temple.

Patriarch Xiaomeng's voice was low and magnetic, and he smiled calmly and said: "There are quite a few people, so feel free to sit down. Senior Uncle Qinghua will be here shortly."

Just as he said, everyone was chatting one after another, either about their own experiences or experiences in practicing magical powers, etc. After a while, they heard the voice of Qinghua Yuanjun in the distance.

"Ouch, am I late?"

The figure of True Lord Taijing emerged from the virtual reality, frowning slightly: "Did you get stuck?"

Patriarch Xiaomeng also raised his eyes slightly to look at Qinghua Yuanjun who appeared at the door of Zixia Palace.

Everyone welcomed Tai Jing and Qing Hua into the palace and took them to their seats. They heard Qing Hua Yuanjun's sarcastic tone, nodded and said with a smile: "There are so many immortals gathered in the temple. Some people thought we were going to do something big, so I just poked them in the face." Got the eyeball of a thief."

"Sure enough, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping." Patriarch Xiaomeng snorted coldly.

True Lord Taijing's eyes moved slightly: "Is it from Jin'ao Island or from Xianting?"

"Since I'm under that old guy from Qiongdu, do you think I can turn a blind eye just because of my comradeship? I've been stalking my queen's dojo, and I can't deal with it."

Since Patriarch Zixia became a Taoist Lord and went to practice in Nanhuatian, the few remaining True Lords from the first, second and third generations of Xuandu have been accompanying him.

In Chiming Daqian, Qinghua Yuanjun, an expert who has survived the three declines, also has the responsibility of being in charge of the Taoism.

It wasn't until Zhenjun Taijing returned that she finally withdrew some of her attention from the audience.

The reason why Qinghua Yuanjun, who lives in seclusion in the East China Sea, was chosen to take charge of Daqian was that, in addition to his profound Taoism, which was no less than that of the second-generation disciples of several Dao Unified disciples, he was always said to be one-of-a-kind, and he was one of the few in the Xuandu lineage. A tough and ruthless person.

Otherwise, Wang Wenjing would not have taken Lin Xuanzhi with him to the meeting on Jin'ao Island.

Sun Zhenjun has always been a good-natured man who devoted himself to cultivation and immersed himself in the alchemy path, but with his family being stared at like this, he couldn't be happy anymore.

"I don't know what Xianting and Qiongdu Daojun promised, hum!"

Taijing Zhenjun said coldly, but for the time being he could only hold his nose and admit it.

Patriarch Zixia didn't return for a day, and faced with the surveillance of Ming Ming, Xianting and Qiongdu, they had to take some care after all.

Qian Xuzi pondered and guessed: "The Guangsheng sect is also being targeted?"

"If nothing else, it should be like this, but it should be better than what we should."

Qinghua Yuanjun complained with irritated eyes: "The evil reputation of Tianfanyin was gained through killing, and they have more confidence than us. Taijing and Xiaomeng, let me tell you that we might as well take advantage of the crowd and just use the Taichi Diagram and the talisman. The Chiming Daqian evolves into an innate two-dimensional dust fairy formation."

"Empress Yuanjun, there's no need to be like this, right?" Master Lewei was a bit dumbfounded.

The immortals worked together to set up an immortal formation with the help of the town's spiritual treasure talisman, which was enough to make all parties react to the situation.

True Lord Taijing frowned slightly: "Xianting and Qiongdu have always been used to being domineering, so it is reasonable to focus on what they consider "unstable" factors."

"But of course we cannot allow them to be so unscrupulous."

At this time, Qian Xuzi couldn't help but take out the Kunlun Sect's post and explain it.

"Kou Huaiyang cultivated Pure Yang, but he held a large ceremony in the capital of the gods and invited all the immortals."

"Because of Yaochi, we should send generous gifts to show our respect and comradeship."

Although the relationship between Kunlun Sect and Yaochi is neither far nor close, they are recognized as Yaochi's lineage.

Xuandu Guan had just obtained a great magical power from Yaochi, so he had to pay more attention to the rituals of the Kunlun Sect.

Besides, it’s just a Dharma assembly at the level of high-grade golden elixirs and Yuanshen. Xuandu Temple has never held it as a practice.

But if someone has witnessed pure Yang, even if Xuandu Temple is very lazy, he will still invite his colleagues to gather together.

For an orthodoxy such as the Kunlun Sect, which has been pure and pure for generations, the fact that the leader became an immortal is even more significant.

Taijing Zhenjun pondered for a moment and then said: "This matter will be discussed later after I contact the Patriarch."

"Now don't forget about business."

No matter how lively things are outside, they cannot compare to important matters related to one's own practice.

Everyone immediately became energetic, and in a moment they put aside their distracting thoughts, and all looked at Lin Xuanzhi.

Lin Xuanzhi stood up calmly, then smiled and asked True Lord Taijing for instructions: "So, the disciple came first?"

"Well, the two aspects confirm it. The more you understand, the easier it will be for others to understand. Then the poor Taoist can correct it."

Lin Xuanzhi followed the good example and opened his mouth generously when facing the expectant gazes of Zhu Chunyang and Zhenren.

Only his peaceful and gentle voice echoed throughout the Zixia Palace.

He not only explained from the shallower to the deeper, going straight to the core essence, but when he got to the critical point, he used his own essence and blood and the power of his soul to perform changes.

With the moon in his body, he is not only a "good student" but also a "good teacher".

Unknowingly, everyone has been immersed in the changes in form and spirit, and the mystery of the innate origin. While confirming themselves, they also strive to understand deeper contents.

At least they are all real people who have cultivated to the level of Yuanshen. How can there be stupid people?
Even though my understanding is limited due to the difficulty of my magical power, I still feel enlightened after having someone explain it to me.

Among them, Zhenren Gu, who had the deepest accumulation of knowledge, had bright eyes and nodded frequently.

True Lord Xiaomeng had already passed through the "decline of the physical body". As Lin Xuanzhi told the story to the depths, he could not help but fall into thinking at times, and there was even more unpredictable Qi floating under the Taoist body.

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