Cyber Daming

After the speeches and the ceremony were completed, the next step was naturally to start the banquet.

Different from the new Taoist order that eliminates the desire of words, Wudang Mountain’s teachings have always attached great importance to ‘food and nourishment’.

Since the inheritance, the status of ‘food and nourishment’ has not only not declined, but has become more and more important.

Because the physique and Tao foundation that Wudang focuses on need to be repaired and improved using ‘food nourishment’.

At times like today, the Demon-Conquering Palace will naturally not be stingy. In addition to the various carefully prepared vegetarian foods on the table, the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly a plate of thumb-sized elixirs placed in the center of the table.

Although these elixirs may not look very good, they contain the most profound technical methods in Wudang's "food and nourishing elixir science". They have considerable benefits in repairing hidden injuries in the body and nourishing the Taoist base.

Moreover, within the current Tao order, except for Wudang, the other Taoist forces do not have similar technical methods at all.

"Swallow a golden elixir and live forever without a prosthetic body."

This sentence comes from the mouth of a contemporary "real person" in Wudang Mountain, and is the most appropriate evaluation of "food nourishing elixirs".

In the past, some people might have scoffed at this statement. But after ‘Zhang Tianshi’ visited Tianzhu Peak on foot, this comment has become an undeniable golden rule in the entire Taoist sect.

Today, not only people can eat and drink enough, but even the gods enshrined on the stage can enjoy a gluttonous feast.

The huge copper incense burner was filled with incense sticks as thick as an arm, and the swirling smoke submerged the statues of gods in it.

The crowds of people and each other formed a lively scene where the host and guest were happy.

After handling various logistical chores, Zhao Yanlong finally completed his task and found his seat in the corner of the square amidst the noise of people.

This is almost the outermost part of the entire banquet. Logically speaking, Zhao Yanlong, who was so busy today and acted like a knowledgable steward of the Demon Conquering Palace, should not be reduced to sitting in such a remote place.

But there is no way, who makes him just an inconspicuous disciple of Xu Bahuang Ting, and the Demon Subduing Palace is the place that pays most attention to force in the entire Wudang Mountain.

If he was allowed to sit in the front, I'm afraid many fellow apprentices would be dissatisfied.

And today was a good day for his junior brother to shine. Zhao Yanlong didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble at this time, so he didn't care about this little thing.

Glancing at the plain table in front of him, Zhao Yanlong had no appetite even though his hunger was raging.

After putting his own elixir into his arms, he poked his head and looked around.

In the center of the banquet, the young Taoist priests who had just been commended were now surrounded by the spectators who came to watch the ceremony.

Zhao Yanlong knew Chen Qisheng's virtue very well.

There was no need to guess, he knew that Chen Qisheng must be impatient right now, and his head was full of thoughts on how to get out.

This is what Zhao Yanlong is most worried about.

Now is not the time to lose your temper.

Don't look at these spectators who are all smiling, talking in a nice voice, and have such a low posture that they even look a little humble.

You must know that before they were ordered to go down the mountain, which one of them was not a young and talented person from each palace, one of the best among the best?

A commendation like today's would have been easily received by others before.

This posture now is for the Demon Subduing Hall to see.

When others laugh, they are also smiling at the background of your Demon-Conquering Palace's Taoist Order, and at some elder who may be standing behind you.

What is the identity of the master of the branch view? If placed in the Preface to Confucianism, that would be at least a local magistrate.

How could such a person be so kind to you, the protector of Xu Qi, and take the initiative to talk to you?

If you can't even understand this bit of human sophistication, when you are qualified to be sent down the mountain to establish a branch in the future, others may not even bother to give you a cold face.

Chen Qisheng is both a good practitioner and a good fighter.

But in this kind of matter, he is not even worthy of carrying his senior brother's shoes.

"You brat, please don't lose face. That's right, you must smile."

"The cup for serving tea should be lower, lower, that's right."

"What are you waiting for? If you don't take out your token quickly, do you still want to wait for others to ask for your voice transmission method?"

Zhao Yanlong winked at Chen Qisheng in the crowd and whispered to himself.

His face was full of anxiety, he could not sit still, and looking at his posture, he wished he could take action himself.

It's no wonder that Zhao Yanlong is like this. In his opinion, if you want to do well in a Taoist sect, fists alone are not enough. Relationships and connections are as important as identity and background.

Otherwise, during the entrance trial, that Wang Jiulang was beaten so badly by his junior brother under the mountain gate archway, and even the Taoist master was stabbed with a sword, it would be impossible for him to become a Wudang Taoist disciple.

As a result, others not only got in successfully.

I heard that he was promoted to the Zixiao Palace some time ago and became a distinguished martial arts mage. He was very prosperous.

However, my senior brother has been struggling in the Demon-Conquering Palace for so many years. He only managed to gain a firm foothold by going down the mountain again and again to fight with other sequences.

This damn thing doesn't rely on background, but what does it rely on?

"It belongs to his Taoist ancestor. One day I will write my name into the decree of the Taoist ancestor and let the master of the palace personally reward him with a top-quality Taoist weapon."

Zhao Yanlong felt secretly angry.

But he himself also understood that the probability of such a good thing coming true was not high.

My Daoji brain is the same as Chen Qisheng's, they both fall into the unenlightened category.

It is really too difficult for him to cultivate both life and life.

The Taoist priests in the inner circle were chatting lively, but the atmosphere among the young Taoist priests in the outer circle seemed a bit deserted.

"Everyone is smiling happily now. How many people will be alive to eat this meal next year?"

A thin and cold voice sounded in his ears.

Zhao Yanlong's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he glanced away from the corner of his eye.

He knew the person who spoke, and he was also the Tao Xu of the Demon-Conquering Palace. He heard that during a mission, he was accidentally ambushed by a martial artist from a certain sect, and he used some embarrassing means to escape.

In fact, this kind of thing has happened before. After all, Wu Xu is not a soft persimmon to be pinched. If he encounters him head-on, it will be a bloody battle that will cost his life.

If you are unlucky and meet some Wu Xu who is smart and knows how to use tricks, it is normal for the boat to capsize in the gutter.

Generally speaking, as long as you don't lose the face of the Demon-Conquering Hall, even if the mission fails, the elders won't say anything, and they will even give you some praise afterwards.

But in order to preserve his Dao foundation and not affect his future cultivation, this man bowed his head to those martial arts and begged for mercy. The key is that the elders of the Demon Subduing Hall knew the news.

Of course, this was not as good as him. After returning to the mountain gate, he was thrown into the cold palace by the elders.

Otherwise, he might still have a place in the list of commendations this time.

"Brother, be careful what you say," someone reminded in a low voice.

"What are you afraid of? Am I right?"

The Taoist priest also realized that he shouldn't complain in public, but just keeping his mouth shut was a bit embarrassing, so he snorted coldly.

"Others don't know, but I do. Now the martial arts orders at the foot of the mountain are becoming more and more arrogant and domineering. The dissatisfaction accumulated by each family has reached the point where it is about to explode. It will be a matter of time before a war begins. By then, we don't know how many people in the Demon-Conquering Palace will die."

"Stop talking."

"Senior brother, I think what you just said makes sense. There are very few people in the Demon-Conquering Hall who have such insight as you."

Zhao Yanlong quietly came over and asked with a flattering smile on his face: "Junior brother, I have always been very interested in the current situation of the empire. I wonder if senior brother can tell me more about it?"

"Don't worry, junior brother, I don't mean anything else. I just want to know if this mountain has really become so dangerous?"

In the secluded sea of ​​​​yellow beams that has never seen the light of day, a small boat drifts with the current.

Zou Sijiu put his arms behind his head and lay on his back on the boat.

The dream sea beast tied to the stern of the boat still looked lifeless and defeated, but Zou Sijiu could feel that the dream cycle was running inside it.

And judging from the fluctuating situation, Chen Qisheng has always adhered to his reminders and should have integrated into it perfectly.

"I know who wakes up from the big dream first. It seems that Niubi's risky move is right. I just don't know how long I will stay in this sterile sea, Mr. Zou."

Zou Sijiu looked at the unchanging black clouds above his head, looking bored.

Now he shoulders the important task of maintaining the passage to the cave, and he also has to beware of the Longhu Mountain pursuers that may appear at any time. Therefore, he cannot leave the ship at all, nor can he pass the time with other Huangliang dreams.

I can only stay where I am and wait for the dream in the cave to end.

Once people are free, they tend to have random thoughts.

Only then did Zou Sijiu suddenly realize that he had not vented his pressure for a long time since Shouyu arrived.

I have no chance to review the classics of desire that I have collected privately, and I have almost forgotten the taste of them.

Zou Sijiu let out a long sigh: "Hey, everyone says that a prodigal son can't exchange his money for gold, but if it really comes down to it, Master Zou, I still don't think it's worth it."

"What are you talking about that's not a good deal?"

The ship's hull moved slightly, and the guard's figure appeared at the stern.

Her white clothes are like snow and her red hair is like fire. She is particularly eye-catching in the lonely sea.

Although Zou Sijiu was still lying on his back, his eyes had already touched his lower eye sockets, and his gaze quietly followed the woman's slender legs all the way up.

Long legs? Don’t talk.

clothes? Slightly thicker.

mind? Hey, the biggest shortcoming is right here.

"Um?"

Shouyu raised his eyebrows, and a chill spread.

"I'm worried about Chen Qisheng."

Zou Sijiu sat up and said with a shy face, "I'm afraid he took such a big risk and it wouldn't be worth it if he didn't catch anything in the end."

"In that case, why didn't you stop him in the first place?"

"You can choose not to help brothers and sisters, but you must not stop them. This is a tacit understanding between men. You don't understand."

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with both hands, his voice was hoarse and low, his eyes were deep, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a strong masculine scent was about to come out.

"actually."

Shouyu Po Tianhuang looked like a little woman, looking down at his toes, hesitating to speak.

Zou Sijiu trembled as if he was electrocuted, his eyes were wide and round, and he said hurriedly: "What is it actually?"

"Has anyone ever said that you are very artificial?"

Shouyu suddenly raised his head, his face showing no trace of the shyness that Zou Sijiu expected, but full of unabashed disdain.

"I've already mastered these tricks, but you still dare to do them in front of me, so you should calm down now."

The hope that had just been raised suddenly fell away, and the expression on Zou Sijiu's face suddenly became stiff.

Zou Sijiu was still unwilling to accept it: "Shou Yu, you misunderstood. Cynicism is just my disguise. The real me is a."

"An eagle-like man, I know. I used this famous saying of Master Ma often before, and it really works."

Shou Yu lifted up the hem of his skirt to reveal the trousers underneath, squatted at the stern of the boat with bold movements, and raised his chin towards Zou Sijiu, who looked as pale as death.

"What I mean is, are you really determined to hit on me?"

"Don't talk so vulgarly, I fell in love with you at first sight." Zou Sijiu forced a smile.

"I understand that I was tempted by beauty."

Shou Yu touched his side face and asked with his head tilted: "But are you so sure that I must be a woman? Mo Xuming's gender is not as fixed as that of ordinary people. Have you ever thought that I deliberately built this appearance to facilitate approaching other women?"

"No way?"

Zou Sijiu's eyes subconsciously swept across Shou Yu's chest, a calm lake without ripples, just like his current mood, no different from being dead.

"Tell me this isn't true, or I really can't accept it."

"So we'd better be brothers, or I can't accept it either."

Seeing that his unrequited love was about to die, Zou Sijiu buried his head and said nothing.

"You don't have to worry, being my brother, I guarantee you'll have plenty of women in the future."

Shou Yu smiled and said, "You can choose any woman you like, no matter what kind of Ming Gui you like, I can find one for you, isn't that nice?"

"But I like you like this."

Zou Sijiu looked at the woman seriously.

"Why don't you tell me who you like? I can play any role."

When their eyes met, Shou Yu sighed for a long time.

"Do you have to bang your head against the wall like this?"

Zou Sijiu grinned, "The wall may not be as hard as my head, why should you be afraid?"

A trace of tenderness flashed across Shou Yu's eyes, but before he could speak with his slightly moving lips, he suddenly stood up and turned his head coldly towards the northwest.

"Someone is coming!"

"Who?!"

Zou Sijiu shouted, but the lingering fear on his face faded away quietly.

And he had already learned the details of the defense from Master Ma, and had a firm grasp of the other party's true gender, otherwise he would not be able to pass this level today.

The high-hanging single sail was full of the swift wind from an unknown source, pushing a small boat to break through the waves and approach.

"This shabby energy doesn't look like someone from Longhu Mountain."

Zou Sijiu stepped on the edge of the boat, pressed his body, and shouted at the approaching boat: "Brother, you'd better stop now, otherwise there will be some unnecessary misunderstandings later, and I won't be responsible."

The wind stopped and the waves were calm, and it stopped thirty feet away.

This distance did not prevent Zou Sijiu from seeing the other person's appearance clearly.

The man looked over fifty years old, with a head of black and white hair casually draped over his shoulders. His facial features were not outstanding, but his eyes showed the vicissitudes of life.

There was also a touch of calmness that Zou Sijiu was very familiar with, which he had seen countless times in Yin-Yang Sequence.

Without thinking too much, the other party's identity was about to be revealed.

"You Donghuang Palace are really haunting. You can even find the location of Master Zou in the Yellow Millet Sea."

Zou Sijiu crossed his arms in front of his chest and said in a bad tone: "Tell me, what do you want to do? Do you want to avenge that bitch Lu Chou?"

"Lu Chou just disappeared in this world, which does not prevent her from starting the next life, so there is no question of revenge."

The middle-aged man did not care about the hostility shown by Zou Sijiu, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yin-Yang Sequence, Donghuang Palace, Zou Zi Wushiba, Gongsun Yao."

The man introduced himself and smiled: "108, I came here today just to talk to you about something."