Taoist Huang Ting

Wanghaifeng.

On the top of the mountain, two young men are carrying their hands on their backs, looking at the cloud platform below.

One of them had delicate eyebrows, twisted his eyebrows, and sighed, "There are geniuses in the four places, and most of them are caught by Taoshan, Tianshan, Beihai, and Xueling. I look at Haifeng from the north to the middle earth and to the south, But I couldn't find a few good seedlings, it's really—"

Qin Fan couldn't help shaking his head when he looked at more than a dozen people on the Yuntai.

The world.

There are too many barren land.

Practicing resources are hard to satisfy even for self-cultivation, so how many are given to disciples and disciples. Without a panacea to increase the power of Taoism, relying on self-cultivation, most mortals with mediocre or even a little aptitude can hardly achieve success even if they are in the door, but it is a waste of energy and resources.

Yes.

No matter what school or school, if you have some insight, you will have to keep your eyes open when recruiting disciples. Not a genius, unless you have a big background, you will never be included in the door.

The same goes for Wanghaifeng.

But under the competition from various factions, how many can Wanghaifeng grab?

Not to mention that Dashengmen is right in front of the door, facing Wanghaifeng tit, making it difficult for the Immortal Sect in Prison to develop.

The two Yuanshen elders in the gate, as well as a few disciples in the later stage of Qi training, also often went down the mountain, went to southern Xinjiang and Middle Earth to search for qualified mortals, and extradited to the mountain.

But it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Over the years, Wanghaifeng’s new and old have changed, and those who have gone down the mountain dyingly descended the mountain, including the two Yuanshen elders, and in the end there were less than twenty formal disciples left.

As the true celestial ancestor, it is no wonder Qin Fan is worried.

Unfortunately.

Although he is a true immortal and has a long lifespan, he suffered heavy calamities like a sharp sword hanging high on his head. Qin Fan also had to spend a lot of time on his own practice and walking around looking for treasures.

Either refining medicine to increase mana, or refining treasures to deal with calamity.

No time to spare.

For Shanmen management, it is really powerless.

In fact.

The elders of the Yuanshen and even the disciples of the later stage of Qi training are also in charge of the secular affairs and training of each school. The true celestial patriarch mostly lived in seclusion or escaped the world, only grasping the macro direction and not paying much attention to the details.

"In recent years, Dashengmen has become more prosperous and arrogant. The year before last, I took away a disciple from Wanghaifeng who is expected to become a soul. Recently, I have frequently contacted the disciples in the door, even Dahai and Zhang Shu. Someone wooed it."

Qin Fan became more and more angry, and said bitterly, "I will not leave this time when I return to the mountain. I have to train these guys and fight the big victory!"

Standing next to Qin Fan was a young man with white hair in a bun, his face was light and breezy, like an immortal figure outside the world.

This person is not another person, but Zhang Yang who has been trapped in the small and weak water world for 37,000 years.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, he has experienced ups and downs, and has cast a masterful attitude.

When you see it, you are broken for it.

"inappropriate."

Zhang Yang heard this, shook his head and said, "With your current magic power, at least ten years, as long as twenty or thirty years, the thunder disaster will definitely come. During this time, it is better to meditate and practice. Go out as a teacher this time in the East China Sea By the beach, grabbed a piece of red jade from the hand of the "Wine Sword Fairy", one of the Taoshan three immortals. You can refine it into the magic sword to overcome the thunderstorm, and you should add one more chance of winning."

As he said, he took out a piece of red jade from his sleeve that radiated light.

At a glance, you can see extraordinary.

"The disciples dare not!"

Qin Fan shook his head repeatedly.

This red jade is an excellent material for refining flying swords, and it is hard to find a true fairy. The master said it was relaxed, but what kind of character is that "Jiujianxian"?

Among the many true immortals, they are the most top-notch existences. It is said that they have survived the "three plagues and nine disasters" a long time ago, and have entered the level of the "ten calamities".

Qin Fan didn't dare to accept the treasure that Master grabbed from these people.

"This red jade is also beneficial to the master's'Golden Ring'. The disciple's'Tianshu Sword' is sufficient to deal with the lightning disaster." Qin Fan smiled at Zhang Yang.

"The three plagues are dangerous, don't be careless."

Zhang Yang said with a solemn expression, "Although the red jade is good, the'Golden Ring' has gone through three plagues and nine disasters with the teacher, and it has long been useless."

Seeing Master's face changed, Qin Fan didn't dare to refuse any more, and quickly accepted it, feeling warm in his heart.

In front of the avenue.

Even if it is a master and apprentice, it is very difficult for anyone to be a master.

The five elder brothers who worshipped him back and forth under the master's sect, because of their limited qualifications, even if the master was very careful in teaching, they still stopped at the realm of the soul.

As soon as the five hundred years arrive, everything is gone.

Since the first brother died of old age, the master has never accepted any disciples.

Want to come is also unbearable to bear the pain of parting.

Zhang Yang didn't know what the disciple was thinking, and when he saw that he had received the red jade, he told him, "I will practice in the mountains these days, and don't go down the mountain."

"Yes, Master."

Qin Fan nodded in response, was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Did something happen under the mountain?"

It was the first time Qin Fan saw the master so solemnly.

He was also puzzled--

With his current way, as long as he doesn't face the characters like Momoyama's "Three Immortals and Three Elders", he is invincible, but it is not difficult to escape.

This kind of strength must also avoid the mountain gate. What major event should have happened under the mountain?

Zhang Yang did not conceal it, saying, "It is the old grudge between Xiongshiling and Taoshan in southern Xinjiang. Several ancestors in Xiongshiling are running and connecting recently, and Taoshan also contacted the Tianshan Yulong School, Beihai Langhuan Tianfu and Xue Sooner or later, there will be a big battle between the two sides, and there will be a big battle between the two sides, led by Mount Sumeru.

It turned out to be the old grudge between Xiongshiling and Taoshan.

Qin Fan suddenly understood.

Xiongshiling fought against Momoyama more than once.

Every time there is a fight, blood will flow into a river, even if the real celestial level celebrities will fall for most.

Among the grudges, one or two sentences are difficult to explain.

When Qin Fan walked into the world as a real immortal, he heard several friends talk about it and saw the hot scenes of Xiongshiling and Taoshan.

On the contrary, he can understand Master's intentions.

In retrospect, Qin Fan suddenly remembered something said by a true celestial friend from southern Xinjiang. He raised his head and looked at the master who was looking at Middle-Earth, with a radiance in his eyes, "Xiongshiling and Taoshan fought last time. More than 3,000 years ago, I heard that the teacher had also participated in killing the three real elders of Taoshan in one fell swoop. Lei Fa shocked the world."

Three thousand years ago, it was too far away.

Many true immortals today have never experienced that era. For example, Qin Fan, although he has become a true immortal, he is only more than 1,700 years old.

Most of the things that happened more than 3,000 years ago were mentioned by the elders, or heard from hearsays.

Qin Fan's friend, Zhang Yang's prestigious name he heard from his master, when mentioned in front of Qin Fan, it meant to verify the authenticity.

It's a pity that Zhang Yang never mentioned the past to Qin Fan.

This time, Qin Fan took the opportunity to ask about the old grievances between Xiongshiling and Taoshan.

"Entrusted by others is not worth mentioning."

really.

Zhang Yang didn't want to talk more, so he said one sentence.

Qin Fan heard this, and wanted to ask Master if he would make a move this time, and saw Master staring to the north in a daze, not daring to interrupt.

Just now.

Qin Fan saw that in the mist of the Yuntai below, at some point, a young Taoist actually came.

Taoist walks.

Clouds and mists seem to be alive, dividing the road for him.

Inadvertently, he has reached the top of the mountain.

When Qin Fan saw it, he glanced at the master's expression, and saw that the master frowned slightly. He didn't seem to be kind, and obviously didn't know this person.

"Dare to trespass!"

Qin Fan was frightened and angry at once, and immediately stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is here, dare to trespass to look at Haifeng?!"

In one word.

The sound exploded, stirring the situation.

Do not pass the door stickers.

No one can tell.

To be rude, but to be an unexpected guest.

Cang!

A flying sword did not know where it came from, and fell on Qin Fan's hand, glaring at the young Taoist.

Although the Immortal Sect of the Prison Palm is weak, it is the master's painstaking efforts after all, and Wang Haifeng is the place where Master Dao is located. How can we allow others to come and go at will!

The Taoist said nothing.

Don't even look at him, just look at Zhang Yang.

Qin Fan was even more angry, pinching the sword tactics in his hand, and shouting, "Good Taoist! Look at the sword!"

Sword out.

Must be cut to Taoist.

"Wait slowly."

But only heard a suspicious sound coming from his ears, Qin Fan held down the flying sword and turned his head to look, only to see that the brows on the master's face were originally frowned, but his expression changed slightly at some point, and he seemed a little suspicious, no Dare to believe it.

But gradually, there was more joy on his face.

Surprised and delighted.

Qin Fan was taken aback.

Before he could react, he saw that the young Taoist had already arrived.

Qin Fan was on guard and concealed himself in front of the master, but behind him, there was a ‘poof’.

"Master."

Qin Fan turned his head to look, suddenly dumbfounded.

I saw Zhang Yang kneeling on the ground with surprise and joy on his face, kowtow to the young Taoist ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ trembling in his mouth——

"Disciple Zhang Yang, see the teacher!"

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Wanghaifeng.

Zhengxin Temple.

Qin Fan sat in a precarious manner, secretly looked at the young Taoist, and secretly looked at the Master, only to feel that there was a mess in his mind, and couldn't help asking himself--

"Where is the master?"

"Did I move my sword against Master Zu?"

"Will Master blame me?"

"Master will blame me?"

Qin Fan asked endlessly.

Seeing the joy and excitement that Master had never had before, although he tried to suppress it, Qin Fan could still clearly feel it.

He has followed Zhang Yang for more than a thousand years. Except for seeing a little bit of sadness on his face when his brothers passed away, at other times, the master was calm and gentle.

Nothing seems to be able to stir his heartstrings.

But this time...

"This tea is picked from a Wannian celestial tea tree planted on the top of Xiongshiling in southern Xinjiang, and it is made by roasting the old man in Xiongshiling with an eight-stage immortal pot. The tea is rich in fragrance, please taste it."

Zhang Yang didn't like the tea ceremony. He found out the most precious tea leaves from the corners of the corner, and offered them to the teacher after making them.

Lu Qingfeng took it and took a sip, "The fruit is really good tea."

"Teacher likes it."

When Zhang Yang heard this, he immediately smiled.

The so-called ‘three great joys in life’ means ‘knowing the old when you meet in another country’.

And in this small and weak water world, where the world is not up to the ground, Zhang Yang has countless joys in his heart when he meets his teacher. Rao is cold-tempered, not surprised at everything, and a little messy at the moment.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and listened respectfully.

"No need to be cautious."

"You and I have not seen each other for many years, so relax."

Seeing Zhang Yang's tightness, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but smile, and asked Zhang Yang to sit down.