Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the past ten years, what has changed the most in Central Continent is not that a well-known predator destroyed his family for no reason, or that a certain sect encountered a powerful enemy and lost its people overnight.

It was not that the Dragon Eclipse King of Beizhou defected to Central Continent, but that the situation in the Taoist sect of Central Continent changed, and the main reason behind it was Fang Jiaozu.

Beitianmen, pinched the mountain to make a piece, and in the end, one move missed the chessboard and directly overturned the chessboard and killed Fang Jiaozu with his sword.

Although most people, including those Immortal Kings, could not see the gold content of that sword, nor did they know Li Wuwang's true strength.

But they have been able to confirm that the sword leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect, a disciple of the Huangyuan, and the ancestor of the three thousand Taoist sects has already firmly established himself as the sect ancestor.

The monk who had had brief contact with Fang Chen now felt a sudden realization when he thought about it carefully.

The giant immortal boat was speeding towards the three thousand gates at this moment.

On the immortal boat, those standing were all monks from the Dayan Taoist Sect.

Ji Liang was a Taoist disciple of the Taoist sect and the ninth son of the Ninth King. Over the years, he had prospered both in the Taoist sect and in the outside world, and everyone was willing to make friends with him.

Now, he stood alone in the corner of the immortal boat, and the person closest to him was more than ten feet away.

He looked at the vast void with an expressionless face, watching the mountains and rivers passing by him quickly, but from time to time there were one or two whispers in his ears.

"Our Taoist disciple seemed to have some grudge against... Fang Jiaozu."

"Ancestor specially ordered to take him with me this time, maybe..."

"What kind of person is Fang Jiaozu? It's not like that..."

"The more important a person is, the weirder his temper. Have you not seen those people sitting and drinking tea in front of the sect of Three Thousand Sects?"

"Yes, they have been there for some years..."

"Fang Chen..."

Ji Liang clenched his fists subconsciously, but then was unable to loosen them. He remembered what Ouyang Xuanzhen had said to him, and what his father had ordered to summon him.

"In this Taoist ceremony, you should resolve the feud between you and Fang Jiaozu."

"hehe……"

A hint of self-deprecation flashed in Ji Liang's eyes. He never thought that with his identity, he would one day find himself in such a situation.

It seems that all of this started after that time when he lost the Xingxian and his own destiny.

As the leader of the three thousand sects, Mr. Li Daoye, although his cultivation level is not high, his status is now transcendent. He personally came out to welcome and send off, which also flattered all the Taoist cultivators.

They knew that the person behind Li Daoye was Fang Jiaozu.

This time, all the Taoist sects in Zhongzhou that had middle-level and third-level monks were invited here.

Cave mansions for temporary residence have risen from the ground around the three thousand gates.

Those like Morning Star Dao Palace, Dayan Dao Palace, and Xiantian Dao Palace arrived first and still waited here for half a year.

It wasn't until 99% of the people from all parties had arrived that they were able to enter the three thousand gates.

The Dharma Conference lasted for six months. During these six months, Long Zun, Immortal King Gu Xi, and Ouyang Xuanzhen, led by each other, announced the topics of the Dharma Conference.

The topics included the current living environment of Taoist sects, the direction that Taoist monks should take in the future, and the current subordinate relationship between various Taoist sects.

In the end, Long Zun proposed that in order to integrate resources and for the better prospects of the Taoist sect in the future, a 'Taoist Department' should be established with three thousand Taoist sects as the center.

The Department of Taoism is responsible for formulating the general direction of the Taoist Sect's future path, allocating resources from all parties, and striving to make the Zhongzhou Taoist Sect more cohesive and united.

As for the head of the Taoist Department, Fang Jiaozu serves as the head, and there are thirty-six Ziyin Celestial Masters and seventy-two Jinyin Celestial Masters.

The Taoist Council holds a meeting every ten years, and these heavenly masters are qualified to speak out and propose plans.

No one dares to object to Long Zun's proposal, but it is undoubtedly good news for those already declining Taoist sects.

They also know the gold content of the thirty-six Purple Seal Celestial Masters and the seventy-two Golden Seal Celestial Masters.

The masters of each Dao Sect are all calculating how much benefit they can bring to their own Dao Sect if they get one of the seats?

The final conclusion is that in the long run, the benefits are unimaginable!

Moreover, if this Taoism Department is really established, in the future, the Taoist gates of Zhongzhou will be twisted into a hemp rope, headed by three thousand Taoist gates.

This... would be an extremely terrifying force, not to mention that they would have another religious ancestor to support them in the future.

"On Tao Si..."

In the crowd, Ji Liang was not qualified to sit down, so he stood for half a year like ordinary disciples.

In the past six months, he had been feeling uneasy. He always felt that that person would take action at any time and order someone to capture him. He even thought of a way to say it.

But the days passed like this, and the man remained as motionless as a mountain, always sitting on the high platform, listening to the discussions from all sides.

She didn't even glance in his direction.

Hearing Long Zun's proposal to establish a Taoism division, Ji Liang already understood the core meaning of this Taoism ceremony.

"Concerning the establishment of the Taoist Division, from now on, the Zhongzhou Taoist Gates will only listen to the orders of the three thousand Taoist Gates, and only listen to... his orders."

Ji Liang looked at the figure in the distance. Perhaps due to the backlight, he could no longer see the other person's face clearly, and could only see a rough outline.

"If you have no objections, the next step is to choose the Purple Seal Celestial Master and the Golden Seal Celestial Master."

Fang Chen's voice was word-for-word, reaching everyone's ears accurately.

"Gold Seal Celestial Masters are divided by regions, regardless of cultivation or origin. Each region recommends a Celestial Master on its own, but for Purple Seal Celestial Masters, I will name them."

Fang Chen said.

Those sects with third-level monks in charge were not surprised. They had long guessed that the candidate for the Purple Seal Heavenly Master must be appointed by Sanqiandao Sect.

As for the Taoist sect, which only had middle and third-level monks in charge, it was suddenly full of surprise when it heard that the Golden Seal Heavenly Master was elected.

Originally, they thought that the position of Master Jinyin would at least be held by Hedao Qi.

Nowadays, it is divided by region and recommended. During the out-of-body period and the distraction period, you also have the opportunity to assume the position of the Golden Seal Celestial Master.

Even if you have no right to speak in the future and only have the right to participate in meetings, it can bring endless benefits!

"Ahem."

Long Zun suddenly coughed twice. After everyone calmed down, he said loudly:

"Before that, there is something I want you to know."

Everyone immediately listened attentively.

"The current purpose of our Taoist sect is to fight the Blood Spirit Sect until death, so fellow Taoists who are involved with the Blood Spirit Sect can come forward now."

In an instant, the scene became silent.

Ouyang Xuanzhen broke the silence. He glanced at a famous Taoist monk with cold eyes:

"If you don't want to take the initiative to stand up, let me call your name."

The scene was still silent, and everyone looked at each other with innocent faces.

"Okay, Qianshan Daomen Diao Wu."

Ouyang Xuanzhen stretched out his hand and touched it gently.

A Hedao-stage monk trembled, looked at Ouyang Xuanzhen in disbelief, and then quickly shouted:

"I'm not a Blood Spirit Cult monk!"

After a pause, he looked at the monks around him and said angrily:

"You still can't understand! What a Taoist dharma assembly, what a Taoist discussion, these are three thousand Taoist sects, and this is that sanctimonious person who wants to boil frogs in warm water and annex us!"

His voice was full of sorrow, anger and unwillingness.