Ji Taoist

It was raining lightly all over the world, and the monks had their own magical power. With a little stimulation, the rain would not touch their clothes.

After flying for more than ten days, we finally stopped at a place called Luoyun Mountain.

The place was shrouded in clouds and mist, and there were mortal activities at the foot of the mountain. However, there was no formation protection here. The two elders who came along the way asked the disciples in the temple to take the initiative to hold their breath.

Mingxian looked around and said, "Senior brother, how long will it take?"

"This time all the forces in the south will come, but it seems that we are one step ahead."

"That means there are five forces." Mingxian said.

Yan Buzhi stood in front of the disciples. As the most powerful disciple in Qingfeng Temple during the Qi refining period, he was also a little worried about the strength of Qingfeng Temple.

If nothing else, I came alone in the later stages of Qi refining, and I don’t know what Qingfeng Guan’s plans are. Is it because they don't take the demon clan's attack seriously this time, or is it because Qingfengguan is really that weak.

At least Yan Buzhi has never heard of any genius disciples, peerless elders or the like in the Qingfeng Temple during his years in the temple.

"All disciples, please meditate and rest here first, waiting for the monks from other forces." Mingzhong shouted.

"yes."

Yan Buzhi sat down and continued to figure out the mystery of the stick and the stone egg.

After waiting for a few days, five forces arrived one after another, and all the cultivation forces in the southern part of Candao were present.

The leaders are all monks in the foundation-building stage, and there are many disciples in the Qi-refining stage. Six forces gather here, and there are nearly a hundred or so people.

This number of people seems to be a lot, but for the cultivating forces in the southern part of Kandao, it is a long way to rescue the imperial capital of Kandao. They don't know how many dangers they will encounter along the way, so they will not bet all their strength.

Moreover, although Xuankan Dao requires various forces to join forces to fight against the demon, who can guarantee safety and interests?

For the monks in the southern part of Kandao who have not been invaded by the monsters, it is enough to help others, and they will not do it with all their heart.

"Mingzhong, Taoist Master Mingxian, we haven't seen you for a long time." More than a dozen foundation-building monks stood in front, smiling and greeting.

Ming Zhong held the ceremony and said: "Elder Zhao He from Qianhe Sect, how are you doing lately?"

"Haha, it's still the same." Zhao He had a gray head and many wrinkles on his face. He carried a sword on his back and smiled a few times in green clothes.

"I haven't seen Elder Mingxian for many years. Back then, he only had the seventh level of Qi refining to deal with a one-turn abnormal beast. Now that he has entered the foundation building stage, his strength must have greatly increased." The foundation building monk wearing a blue gown next to him smiled.

Mingxian laughed: "Elder Wei Zhong is too ridiculous. Mingxian is just lucky. Elder Wei has been practicing in the Dahe Sect since he was a child, and he has mastered the wonderful method. A long river with heavy water also buried many evil spirits and heretics in the past, but they are more powerful than poor Taoists. "More."

Wei Zhong laughed twice: "I'm old, I'm old, now the world is dominated by young people. Oh, by the way, this is my disciple Lin Ruoyu. Come on, come on, I've met these elders."

A young woman came out from behind Wei Zhong, with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. The first sight is like white flowing clouds, and the last meeting is like a deep clear pool. Quiet temperament, not fussy.

Lin Ruoyu saluted a group of foundation-building elders and said, "Lin Ruoyu of the Dahe Sect has met all the elders."

"The magic power is pure and condensed. Congratulations to Elder Wei for gaining a good disciple." The elders around him said with a smile as they cupped their hands.

"Hahaha, this disciple of mine is amazing. She has only been practicing for ten years, and she is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining! She is also the seventh-ranked 'Ice Muscle and Jade Bone' on the mortal body list!" Wei Zhong was proud. smiled.

"Oh, no wonder the cultivation is so fast. Not only can this ice muscle and jade bone absorb spiritual energy faster than ordinary people, it is also unique in terms of defense."

"Don't talk about me either. Have you found the disciple you like?"

"I don't really have any favorites, but there are a few that I can pass by."

Mingzhong laughed: "Pindao is destined to have a disciple who can pass on Pindao's mantle."

"oh?!"

The elders around looked over, and Mingxian turned his head and hooked his hand at Yan Buzhi, gesturing for him to come over.

Yan Buzhi nodded, walked over and cupped his hands and said: "Qingfeng Guanyuejin, I have met all the elders."

The elders around me looked at him and saw that he was a bit old.

Judging from the signs of aging on Yan Buzhi's head and face, he must have entered cultivation very late. But now he actually has the strength of the eighth level of Qi refining, and the surge of mana is indeed not weak at all.

Generally speaking, the purpose of accepting disciples is to become teachers, and they definitely don’t want to see an older person becoming their disciple, as that would feel a bit strange.

However, Qingfengguan is indeed unusual. It is too aloof from the world and only looks at opportunities and does not look at anything else. It is also quite unusual.

"Yue Jin, right? Since you are a disciple of Taoist Master Mingzhong, can you inherit the mantle of Taoist Master?"

"Yes, Xiaodao has indeed learned what the master taught."

"That's good. If you have a chance to come to Dahe Sect, let's have a nice chat." Wei Zhong said with a smile.

Yan Buzhi didn't understand what Elder Wei Zhong of the Dahe Sect meant by showing him kindness, so he nodded when he looked at Ming Zhong.

Yan Buzhi handed over his hand: "Yes, Xiaodao will definitely visit the Dahe Sect in person if he has the opportunity."

"Hahaha. This is my disciple Lin Ruoyu. You can be considered acquainted just by meeting him face to face."

Yan Buzhi raised his hand towards Lin Ruoyu, and Lin Ruoyu returned the gesture lightly.

Neither of them made any next move, but just stood aside and listened to the elders' conversation.

Meeting the disciples is also a way of greeting each other between the forces, proving that the disciples they recruited can be trusted, so they stay with these elders to listen to the matter, and they will not be allowed to leave first unless it is a big deal.

This also indirectly proves the difference in identity and status. Lin Ruoyu and Yan Buji are both Qi Refining cultivators in the eyes of the elders.

"Since everyone is here, I wonder when the adults of Xuankan Dao will arrive?"

"We will get the news today or tomorrow. Compared with this, what is the attitude of Xuankan Dao towards the invasion of the demon clan this time?"

"I haven't heard of any arrangements made by the upper sect. It seems that they just want us to solve this matter in Kandao territory."

"It's easy to say, what if a few demon kings come out?"

The demon king is still above the demon king, and is a terrifying existence comparable to the Yuanying stage true monarch.

If a demon king really comes out, I'm afraid that even the current Xuankan Dao master will find it difficult to deal with it alone.

After all, the cultivation of the demon clan is different from that of the human race. It is said that the demon king of the same level can beat two or three Yuanying stage true monarchs.

Ming Zhong waved his hand: "There will be no demon king. If there really is one, the people of Wandao Mountain Range would have sealed the gap between Yin and Yang long ago."

"In other words, they have already reached an agreement in advance, right?" Several foundation-building cultivators said with pale faces, somewhat unwillingly.

Ming Zhong sighed: "Let's take it one step at a time."