Seeking longevity from the world of Si Teng / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of Ch

"Naturally," Platinum replied.

The reason why Bai Jin came to Wudang at this time was because he remembered a letter from more than [-] years ago.

It was when Qin Li decided to live in seclusion in Wudang, he wrote a letter to Bai Jin, in which he told his current situation and his decision to go to Wudang to live in seclusion, and also told him to come to Wudang to find him if he had anything to do in the future.

He didn't know if Qin Li was still in Wudang after 80 years, but this was his only hope.

That's why he was looking for the head of the sect during this trip. In his opinion, people like Qin Li would not die easily, but not everyone would know about it.

If Qin Li is still in Wudang, then who is the head of Wudang most likely to know, because if even the head of Wudang doesn't know, then Qin Li might really not be in Wudang.

In this way, Bai Jin walked in the Taoist temple where Wudang Taoist priests usually practiced.

Just when he thought everything would go so smoothly, another middle-aged Taoist priest appeared to end this peaceful scene.

"Bold and monstrous, dare to act presumptuously in my Wudang." A shout came from one side of the corridor.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a dust whisk came out and glared at Bai Jin.

This person is slightly younger than the middle-aged Taoist priest with the platinum couple, he looks only in his early forties, but his cultivation level is much higher than that of the older ones.

"Junior Brother Xuan Wu, what are you doing?" The middle-aged Taoist priest in front of Bai Jin came over and asked in confusion.

"Senior Brother Xuan Jing, this person is a transformation of a monster, senior brother is so confused! You actually attracted him to watch."

Xuan Jing's expression changed when he heard the younger brother's attack, although he knew that his younger brother's cultivation was much higher than his own, he still cautiously asked softly: "Your brother, can you see clearly?"

Xuan Wu's talent is extremely high, so he entered the foundation building state around forty, so he can see it very clearly.

Seeing the younger brother nodding solemnly, Xuan Jing's face became heavy.

It has been many years since he has seen medicine that can transform into human form. In short, he has never seen it. He only heard a few sporadic fragments in his master's generation.

It is recorded in ancient books that when Neidan breaks through to the foundation-building realm, some magical powers will be generated in the eyes that ordinary people cannot possess.

Now that Junior Brother Xuanwu said that this person was transformed by a monster, he probably couldn't be wrong.

Xuan Jing walked back and said to Bai Jin: "This layman, the head of the sect has gone out suddenly, and the Taoist temple has no visitors. Please understand, layman."

After all, he made a gesture of invitation, but this invitation was made to the outside.

"I don't understand, what is the Taoist priest doing?" Platinum asked.

"Does the layman really want to be so clear as what Pindao said? Pindao's cultivation base is low, so he didn't investigate for a while, and brought you into the temple, which is already a shame to Wudang. Now you are invited to go out, we don't welcome you here. "Xuan Jing said holding back her anger.

"Also ask the Taoist priest to take me to see the head."

"Don't you think that Wudang is easy to bully me? Although my disciples are not good at cultivation, Wudang is a sacred place of Taoism, and it is not a place where you and other monsters can run wild. If you just go out of your way, I will treat it as if nothing happened. But if you persist in your obsession, my senior brother and I will keep you even if we risk our lives not to do so."

"Please ask the Taoist priest to take me to see the head." Seeing that his wife was getting weaker and weaker, Bai Jin didn't bother to explain, but asked directly.

"Senior brother."

"Brother."

"Array!"

The two middle-aged Taoist priests immediately made a confrontational posture.

Although the cultivation base of Wudang disciples is getting lower and lower, their martial arts skills have not dropped. In the case of unsatisfactory cultivation bases, disciples spend more time practicing martial arts, so their martial arts skills are getting higher and higher.

Of course, this means that the real Wudang disciples and Taoist priests who handle common things outside are not in this category. They don't have much time to practice because they handle common things, so it is understandable that their martial arts are not high.

But Xuanwu and Xuanjing are real monks. They practice martial arts in addition to cultivating Taoism on weekdays, and they rarely pay attention to the affairs of the Qianshan scenic spot.

Platinum looked at the two middle-aged Taoist priests who were calling towards him, and sighed.

"excuse me!"

Then he stretched out a hand, and a small black fan appeared out of nowhere, and slapped the two of them. Suddenly, a gust of wind picked up and sent the two of them flying.

Although the two were skilled in martial arts, they were no match for supernatural powers. Xuanwu was alright, because he had a foundation-building cultivation base. After hitting the wall of the Taoist temple, he fell down, while Xuanjing on the side was directly crushed by the fan. Fan fainted.

"Senior brother." After Xuan Wu stood firm, he immediately ran to the place where the senior brother was.

Platinum glanced at the two of them, and didn't make another move, but searched for them in the audience behind his back.

This Taoist temple is not big, so it should be easy to find someone.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Jin came to a courtyard with his wife on his back.

"Bai asked to see the head of Wudang." Bai Jin shouted.

The reason why he was sure that it was the head of Wudang was because there was a very strong aura of Taoism in it.

He checked before he came, and the head of Wudang has more than 110, and he is a true cultivator.

In the room, an old Taoist lay sleeping in front of the statue, drowsy all over, and fell into a state of enlightenment.

"Sleeping gods. Sleeping gods. Stone roots lie high and forget their years. Sanguang's sinking nature is self-contained. Qi returns to the mysterious orifice. Breathing is natural..."

Bai Jin's shout containing demon power slowly woke up the old man from his sleep.

Not long after Bai Jin's voice fell, the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple surrounded him. There were more than [-] people in total. In front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, it is called Zhenwu Sword, which is the sword of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School.

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As the chief disciple of Daoist Jingchen, Wudang's younger generation has the highest cultivation level Taoist priest, he is qualified to ask for the real martial arts sword when Wudang's safety is threatened.

Xuan Wu respectfully drew out his True Martial Sword, then stood it upright in front of him and recited a formula.

After chanting the formula, a terrifying power began to spread above the ordinary real martial arts sword, and Xuanwu holding the real martial arts sword was like a god descending from the earth, his aura instantly rose several steps, and he crossed the foundation building stage and came to the initial alchemy stage .

"If you leave now, there is still a chance?" Xuan Wu said slowly while looking at Bai Jin with a real martial sword in his hand.

The reason why Xuanwu said this was not because he showed great mercy, but because he was still not sure how to subdue him with his current alchemy cultivation, which surprised Xuanwu very much.

Therefore, in order to avoid his disciple's death, he still held back the anger that rose in his heart because of the other party's forcibly breaking into the gate today.

"I just want to see Daoist Jingchen, and I don't want to be your enemy." Bai Jin looked at the crowd with solemn eyes and said, after speaking, he took the black fan in his hand.

Xuanwu knew that this battle might be unavoidable, because his master had been retreating in the room for more than a month, and he must not be easily disturbed.

Xuanwu's eyes became more and more fierce, and the momentum on the real martial arts sword became more and more intense. Just as he raised the real martial arts sword and was about to swing it down, the master's voice came from the room.

"Xuan Wu, don't be rude."

"crunch~"