The Great Enlightenment

"Zhao Xiaoyun, can you get in?"

On the other Zhao family's carriage, two people walked down one after another. The girl walking in front had a slightly gloomy expression, and there was already a look of impatience in her eyes.

Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head to the side and snorted coldly, "Zhao Yanran, don't show me your arrogant manner, I'm too lazy to serve you."

Zhao Yanran was a little anxious, but there was nothing she could do about Zhao Xiaoyun, so she glanced at Zhao Xiaoyun angrily, and then took Zhao Sixing by her side and went straight into the exterior view door.

"I haven't ignited my heart at a young age. Even if I enter the Taiyu Ancient Sect, it will not be a good climate."

Zhao Xiaoyun murmured in a low voice, waved his hand towards Ji Buyu, and followed Zhao Yanran into the gate.

Heyun Temple is about three miles in diameter. Although there are many Taoist pagodas and buildings, there are few people and it is very quiet.

"Ji Gongzi, the Guanzhu is now in the main hall of Xuanqing Hall, you can go directly to see him at this time."

The black-robed youth led Ji Yuenian to walk about a stick of incense, and he was neither humble nor arrogant before reaching a majestic and magnificent palace.

Ji Yuenian bowed his hands to him and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

"You don't need to be too polite. The sanctuary prefers to be quiet on weekdays, so there are always few people patrolling outside the hall, so let's go in." The black-robed youth shook his head and smiled.

Ji Yuenian nodded lightly, turned around, and stepped onto the ninety-nine stone steps in front of the Xuanqing Hall, walking towards the towering and tall gate of the hall.

Under the gate of the hall, Ji Yuenian was able to appreciate the grandeur of the Xuanqing Hall, and the hall door alone was several feet high.

Although it was the hour of the hour, the hall was still brightly lit, and the real images of several gods enshrined in it were faintly visible.

Stepping into the central hall, all the noises disappeared from the ear in an instant, the hall was extremely quiet, and the needles could be heard.

"Which family?"

Some cold voices entered my ears.

Ji Yuenian had just crossed the two-foot-high threshold at this time, and when he looked up, it was a beautiful and handsome woman, dressed in Tsing Yi, looking at herself quietly.

"Anyang Ji's family."

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and said, "Come with me, and I will lead you to see the spectator."

"There is a fellow Daoist Lao."

Ji Yuenian walked towards the depths of Xuanqing Hall with the woman in Tsing Yi, and his eyes paused for a moment when he passed by the real images of the three gods.

The land of Taichu respects the gods.

Yuanyan Dijie City God is the god of gods.

The resemblance of these two gods is very unusual, one is the god of the land who protects the ancient city of Taichu, and the other is the god of the city god who guards the realm of Yuanyan.

The third real image of the deity is somewhat intriguing. It is a deity with six Buddhist instruments of bells, golden drums, chimes, zheng drums, cymbals and Brahma bells suspended behind him. Looking at its appearance, it is very modern. The Heavenly Commander, the King of Bishamon Dajue, who was in charge of Beiju Luzhou.

In ancient myths and legends, King Duowen has been in the heaven for thirty-three days for a long time, and the Buddhist title of King Duowen Bishamon Dajue has long been abandoned, and now the title of his deity is only the King Duowen of the north.

The real image of this deity is the Buddha's appearance of King Bishamon Dajue, so Ji Yuenian is a little surprised.

Before the woman in Tsing Yi led him into the side hall gate, she turned her head and left without saying a word.

Ji Yuenian looked at her back for a moment, her eyes moved slightly, and she turned and walked into the side hall.

The side hall is still extremely grand and spacious, and it seems that there is a forbidden formation for gathering Qi, and even the circulation of the profound energy has become much smoother.

In this hall, there are no real statues of gods enshrined. There is a hexagonal Taoist platform several feet high in the center, and a Taoist priest in green robe is sitting on it.

"Ji Yuenian, Ji's family in Anyang, I have seen Hexuan Shangzhen."

Ji Yuenian took a step forward and respectfully saluted the Taoist Qingpao on the Taoist platform.

Daoist Hexuan opened his eyes slightly and said, "No need to be polite, just find a futon and wait for a while."

Ji Yuenian looked sideways, only to realize that several people already existed in the side hall, sitting on the futon respectively, and turned to look at him in unison.

Because Daoist Hexuan was on top, none of these cultivators ever opened their mouths, but the expressions in their eyes revealed their true thoughts.

Didn't the Ji family have a Ji Que Xue? Isn't Ji Yuenian, the eldest son of the Ji family, extinguished, and his cultivation base is ruined?

The news they got was not as timely as the Zhao family, and still stayed a few days ago.

Ji Yuenian didn't care about the eyes of these people, he found a futon at random and sat down.

After about half a column of incense, there were very clear footsteps outside the hall again. Zhao Yanran, Zhao Xiaoyun, and Zhao Sixing walked in one after another, and they all saluted the Taoist Hexuan on the Taoist platform.

Daoist Hexuan frowned slightly, looking at the three Zhao family members with a displeased expression, and said, "Why are there so many people in the Zhao family?"

Zhao Yanran took a step forward, took out a wooden box from her sleeve, and said respectfully, "Shangzhen Hexuan, my father misses Shangzhen's style very much, but he is unable to come to see him because of his usual affairs. Respect."

Daoist Hexuan was expressionless, flicking his sleeves, and the wooden box flew to him.

Reaching out his hand to open the wooden box, fifteen primordial stones were neatly arranged in it, and in an instant, an incomparably rich heaven and earth primordial energy filled the hall.

"Forget it, you can find the futons and sit down separately, and wait for the time being."

Daoist Hexuan put down the wooden box, closed his eyes again, and stopped speaking.

The three of Zhao Yanran looked at each other, and they all found a futon and sat down.