Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 15 Uncle Master, Unfathomable (for further reading)
Outside the small courtyard, the disciple on duty trembled.

In his palm, a three-inch jade tablet flew down, and the aura flashed.

After a busy bow, he turned his head and ran to the place where the temple master lived.

The temple master has confessed, if the master uncle has something to confess, don't neglect it.

A moment later, the bell in Jingyuan Temple rang.

……

In the Yuanchen Hall, Wang Qingyang sits at the head, and below are five Taoists of different shapes and ages, who are dressed in bright yellow gossip robes.

There are seven or eight Taoist priests in their forties and fifty-fifties sitting solemnly on the green wood chairs on both sides.

The lamps in the hall are brightly lit.

Six Qi Transformation Masters and ten first-class Qi Condensation Masters.

There were also more than 20 second-rate martial artists who sensed the atmosphere and stood behind.

This is the strength background of Jing Yuanguan who suppressed Zhao Guodaomen.

Looking at the five countries in the world, there are only a handful of forces that can have so many masters and first-class masters.

Wang Qingyang glanced over, with a calm expression, and said lightly: "I have a few things to call you to Yuanchen Hall."

His eyes fell on Taoist Yuan Qing who was at the side.

Daoist Yuanqing, who is in charge of the Jingyangguan Foreign Affairs Hall, stood up and looked around: "It's been more than a month since the meeting of the immortals, and I, Jingyuanguan, have a basic grasp of the identities of the mortal cultivators everywhere in Zhao."

The meeting of the immortals, the opportunity to banish the immortals!
In the main hall, a gleam of light flashed in everyone's eyes.

For ordinary warriors, those immortal cultivators who came from the world of practice may be powerful and have extraordinary means.

But how can the people present here have a level of cultivation and insight that those ordinary warriors can't match.

Immortal cultivators are not so mysterious in their eyes.

Because most of them have immortal cultivation bases.

The so-called exiled immortal is nothing more than that.

Daoist Yuan Qing took out a sheet of paper and looked at the people in the hall: "I, Jing Yuan Temple, is the guardian of the Taoist sect. I have the responsibility to stabilize the world, and I also have the responsibility to supervise all those cultivating immortals."

"Today I will assign monitoring tasks, and you will set off tomorrow to assist various Taoist sects and maintain the order of practice everywhere."

As he spoke, he unfolded the page and began to read the task arrangement on it.

"Zhuo Xu, there are three mortal cultivators in Yongning Mansion who are currently living in seclusion in the mansion. You go."

Below, a tall Taoist in his [-]s, wearing a green robe, with a square face, stood up, bowed and said: "The disciple takes orders."

As he spoke, he bowed towards Wang Qingyang.

"Be careful, don't be impatient." Wang Qingyang nodded.

The Taoist named Zhuo Xu nodded and bowed his hands, and exited the hall.

The opportunity to get one of the three exiled mortal cultivators is also a great harvest.

After all, they are disciples handed down by the master.

Under the eager gazes of other people in the hall, Taoist Yuan Qing's voice sounded again.

"Zhuo Yi, there are two mortal cultivators in Jinchuan Mansion, and one of them has joined the Jinchuan Sword Sect. You can decide how to deal with them."

"Zhuo Yun, the two immortal cultivators in the Daming Mansion have been contacted by the Dao Sect of the Daming Mansion. They are willing to enter the Dao Sect. You go."

"Zhuo Jin, Zhuo Su, the four exiled mortal cultivators in Qingzhou Prefecture, two of them have the act of massacring the common people, you go."

……

The tasks were issued one by one, and the disciples in the hall bowed and left one by one.

Some people looked happy when they left, while others looked solemn when they left.

The difficulty of the task is different, and the mood is naturally different.

After a while, the hall was mostly empty.

Taoist Yuanqing put away the paper in his hand, and looked at the only four remaining Qi Condensation Realm.

"Zhuo Yuan, Zhuo Qing, Zhuo Wu, Zhuo Bian, your cultivation is the strongest among your peers."

The four Taoists hurriedly stood up.

Taoist Yuanqing glanced at Wang Qingyang, saw Wang Qingyang nodding, and then said again: "The four of you are going to other four countries to find opportunities."

The four looked at each other and bowed.

"Each person brings a spirit stone and two talismans for protection." Wang Qingyang spoke up.

"Thank you, Master." The four of them showed joy and bowed quickly.

At their level of cultivation, it is no longer enough to bury one's head in cultivation.

Only through hard work can we find opportunities for improvement.

Going to the other four countries is naturally dangerous, and it can be done more unscrupulously.

After an experience, as long as you return safely, you will have a great chance of breakthrough.

Lingshi, a piece worth 2000 taels of gold, and talismans, are only available to major sects in the mundane world.

The Lord's reward is not insignificant.

This is extremely optimistic about their future.

After the four people exited the hall, only Wang Qingyang and Taoist Yuan Qing were left in the hall.

Everyone is a martial arts master, a strong man in the world.

Taoist Yuan Qing cupped his hands towards Wang Qingyang and sat back in his original position.

Wang Qingyang glanced over several people in the hall.

Taoist Yuanqing in charge of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

Taoist Qing Xun who is in charge of intelligence gathering everywhere.

Qingji and Qingli, who are responsible for the disciples' practice and transmission of gong.

Although she doesn't care about things in view, Qingyu, a junior sister of the same generation, has a special status.

In the end, Wang Qingyang nodded to Taoist Yuanhe who was sitting in charge of the demon tower.

Taoist Yuanhe, whose cultivation base is already at the late stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, is second only to Wang Qingyang in combat power, but he is stationed at the Demon Town Tower and is willing to sacrifice for Jingyuan Temple.

"The purpose of sending the disciples out is to give them their own opportunities for the Xianluo meeting."

Wang Qingyang's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Secondly, there may be a big crisis in our Jingyuan Temple, and it is even more dangerous for disciples to stay in the temple."

Big crisis!
Except for Taoist Yuan Qing and Taoist Qing Xun who was in charge of intelligence, everyone else's expressions changed.

As the guardian of the Daomen of Zhao State, the inheritance of Jingyuan Temple can be traced back at least 5000 years.

Over the past 5000 years, Jingyuan Temple has gone through hardships and dangers.

But there are not many that can be called a big crisis.

"Demon?" Yuanhe Taoist turned his head.

Wang Qingyang nodded.

Only the weird and powerful demon can be called the great crisis of Jingyuan Temple.

Wang Qingyang raised his hand, and a light red scale appeared in his palm.

"This demon may be related to the one that the master suppressed a hundred years ago."

Town Demon Tower.

There are demons in the Demon Town Tower.

"Brother, what do you mean, this demon will come to my Jingyuan Temple, will he come to the Demon Suppressing Tower?" Taoist nun Qingyu, who looked about forty and dignified in a blue Taoist robe, asked.

Wang Qingyang nodded.

Taoist Yuanqing turned his head and told about Qingwu and Luochen's investigation.

Taoist Qing Xun narrated the interception and killing in the painting on Luoshui two days ago.

Slaughtering immortal cultivators and making unscrupulous attacks, this monster has to be guarded against.

"Speaking of which, there are already two exiled mortal cultivators in my Jingyuan Temple. Mr. Zhu may be out of touch, but Master Zhang Li..." Wang Qingyang put the jade plaque sent by the disciple on duty on the table.

On the sapphire-colored jade tablet, there was a hint of spiritual light flickering.

At the beginning, Wang Qingyang regarded Zhang Li as his uncle because he took out this plaque.

This brand is recorded in the classics of Jingyuan Temple, and it is the identity card of the inspectors and guardians of the practice world.

The same immortal cultivators guarded by the exiled mortals, the people who own this brand have different identities.

"On weekdays, I stay behind closed doors and devote myself to cultivation, which is completely different from other exiled mortal cultivators."

"Pure heart with few desires, only likes tea, and has little desire for material things."

"Regarding spirit stones as nothing, be generous."

"Today I casually rewarded King Yu's son Zhao Ji with a peerless sword. It seems that he has the heart to make friends with the royal family, but he refuses the eldest princess Zhao Ciyu to do things outside." Wang Qingyang shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's unpredictable."

Unpredictable.

There was a slight silence in the hall.

If it is an ordinary exiled mortal cultivator, they don't need to treat them seriously.

But this person's behavior is really different from ordinary people.

"Brother, it is recorded in the classics that there will be deacon disciples among the immortal cultivators, who are responsible for the mission in the practice world—" Taoist Yuanhe said in a low voice.

The disciple of the guardian deacon, hidden among the disciples of the guardian, has the mission of the sect on his body.

Most of them will go to have the mortal power inherited from the sect in the practice world.

These people have a secret way, as long as they complete the task, they will be able to return to the world of practice after a hundred years.

Such guardian deacon disciples are very rare, and generally only one such disciple will be arranged in 300 years.

After all, for the practice world, the mundane world is really insignificant.

Not many people are willing to spend a hundred years in the mortal world.

Those deacon disciples may not have much higher cultivation base than other guardian disciples, but they will have some treasures from the cultivation sect in their hands.

Wang Qingyang shook his head, and said softly: "According to the secret legend of Guanzhong, this year's guardian deacon is not in the Shangzong, but the Immortal Dao sect named Yulingdao."

Jingyuan Temple is the inheritance of the Chiming Dao Sect, and the secret biography also has records on the practice world.

It's a pity that this secret biography can only be read by Guanzhu alone.

Not guarding disciples?

Everyone was disappointed.

However, Zhang Li has the jade card of the Shangzong in his hand, so even if he is not the guardian deacon, he must respect it.

"Today the Eldest Princess Zhao Ciyu came to visit, which already made Uncle Zhang unhappy. He asked the disciple on duty to take the message, and he didn't want to disturb any more."

Wang Qingyang pressed his palm on the jade tablet on the table, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Before and after, I have helped this uncle block no less than ten waves of visitors."

If it wasn't really hard to refuse, how could he, Wang Qingyang, be put in Jingyuan Temple?

"Junior Sister Qingyu, you are from the royal family, you should come forward in this matter." Taoist Yuan He said.

"Okay, I'll go see Ciyu." Daoist Qingyu nodded.

"Brother, if that uncle really wants to be quiet, let him come to my Demon Suppressing Tower." Taoist Yuan He looked at Wang Qingyang and said calmly, "Besides me and him, there are only demons left."

　Seek to follow up, ask to check in.

　　Some brothers who saw the new chapter gave a squeak.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)