"Master, what do you think?"

Zhou Chongxuan saw that the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou opened his eyes, and hurriedly asked. There is urgency in the words.

Since the teacher divined the heavenly machine under the starry night three years ago, he was counterattacked by the power of the rules, and in the days that followed, his true yuan power disappeared little by little.

The master and apprentice thought of many methods, but they didn't figure out what the reason was. Until the end of the day, the dantian qi sea was empty. In order to prevent the meridians of the whole body from atrophy and the qi and blood from decaying, a certain amount of elixir must be taken every day to maintain it.

In a flash, three years passed. During this period, although the Taoist friends of the three mountains and five mountains were also invited to come to check, no one could understand the reason. Including Guo Daozhen, the old master of the Baiyun Temple in Jinghua City, and Zhang Yuzheng, the little heavenly master of the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion, they were also powerless.

Since then, the teacher Xu Xinyou has no longer invited people to check, and even the two most advanced cultivators in the Xuanmen are helpless, and the others are even more vain.

But he didn't expect that a lineage of Tiantai Mountain Yuxiao Guan, which disappeared in the cultivation world of Shenzhou thousands of years ago, was born, and it was even more coincidental to appear in this Sanqing Palace.

Maybe this is the will of heaven, Zhou Chongxuan sighed in his heart.

Hearing the apprentice's inquiry, the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou sensed the situation of the dantian qi sea, and found that the obscurity in the dantian had disappeared without a trace.

The golden pill method that has been passed down for thousands of years in the silent operation of the Sanqing Palace, the aura floating in the air is immediately absorbed, infiltrated into the meridians, and finally merges into the dantian, and there is no longer the feeling of being rejected in the past. The whole process was seamless.

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou. It's been a long time since this experience. The feeling of the heaven and earth aura flowing unimpeded in the meridians is still really nostalgic.

Thinking of this, Xu Xinyou tidied up his clothes. Got up from his seat and walked in front of Murphy. Give a deep bow and thank you. This gift is heartfelt.

The joy of regaining it made Lao Dao's face radiant, and his complexion, which was originally slightly ginger, became ruddy at the moment. As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy, and this is true.

Zhou Chongxuan saw that the teacher was recovering, and his heart was happy, and he thanked Mo Fei again and again, and under the excitement, even his words were a little incoherent. However, Mo Fei was treated like this by the two Xuanmen True Cultivators. I was a little embarrassed at first.

This time for the old Taoist priest to get rid of the rules of heaven and earth lurking in the dantian, whether it is Mo Fei or Xu Xinyou, they are a little tired. It's not a physical fatigue, it's a mental fatigue that comes from the heart.

Zhou Chongxuan hurriedly instructed the little Taoist priest to serve tea, and the unique spiritual tea of Jicui Mountain was brewed through the special mountain spring water in the mountain, exuding a rich tea fragrance, which made Mo Fei's spirit shocked, and the fatigue on his body disappeared a little.

The fragrance of tea slowly wafted in the living room. The three of them sat cross-legged on their seats, quietly sipping the spiritual tea in their cups. For a time, the whole room was bright and beautiful. It is quiet, faint, and there seems to be a hazy rhyme.

The guest hall is located in the backyard of Sanqing Palace, and several small Taoist priests are in their own directions. Keep an eye on the people who come and go, and prevent anyone from inadvertently intruding into the retreat of the various paths. Unable to complete the tasks assigned by the teacher.

A little Taoist priest asked quietly, "Senior brother, do you know who the senior master of the Daoist Master just said is?" How come I don't have a little impression? ”

"You don't know what to do, this senior is amazing."

As he spoke, he looked left and right, and no one paid attention to his side, so he said softly: "Didn't I accompany Master and his old man to Tongbai last time, and I happened to be fortunate to meet this senior." ”

After that, he asked with a slight meaning: "Do you know which senior in the world today is the most advanced in cultivation?" ”

"Of course, I know it."

The little Taoist priest wrenched his fingers and said: "One is Guo Daozhen Guo Zhenren, the master of the Taoist Ancestral Courtyard Baiyun Temple in Jinghua City, who is said to have been cultivated in the later stage of foundation building, and the other is Zhang Yuzheng, the little heavenly master of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, is said to be the same cultivation in the late stage of foundation building." These are already the only two late-stage foundation building monks in the Xuanmen, and even our teacher is only in the middle stage of cultivation. ”

"Well, I'm right, right?" The little Taoist priest said smugly.

The senior brother sneered and said: "You are all old Huang Li, Guo Zhenren and Zhang Xiaotian Master are not the highest cultivators for a long time, and now the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building has increased to three, just above the last Xuanmen Festival, Zhang Xuanming, the successor of the Ziyang Sect of the Southern Sect, has also broken through to the late stage." ”

After a slight pause, he continued: "The highest cultivator is already someone else, and it just so happened that I accompanied the master to the meeting, and I saw it from a distance, and it was indeed the Immortal Wind Dao Bone. ”

"Which one is that, what kind of cultivation?"

"It is this young senior who was invited into the guest hall by the master today, and he has reached the infant stage."

"God, Yuan Infancy?" The little Taoist priest let out an exclamation.

"Shhh

The Taoist priest who was called his senior brother hurriedly covered the mouth of the little Taoist priest who made an exclamation sound, looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the classroom, the three Xuanmen monks listened to the words of the children outside the courtyard, looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile.

After a while, everyone drank the spiritual tea, and Mo Fei said with a smile: "Brother Xu Dao has just improved, you should take this opportunity to recover your cultivation, maybe you can go further."

This time I came to this guest hall, the time is not short, I am afraid that in the guest room, everyone has been waiting anxiously, let's come here today, two Taoist friends, I will take the first step, let's talk about it in the future. ”

Say, he saluted the two, walked out of the guest hall and slowly walked to the guest room in the backyard. It seems to be slow, but its speed is like a breeze and clouds, elegant and fast.

At the Moon Gate, a few little Taoist priests looked at Mo Fei's distant figure, and couldn't help but admire: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the style of the predecessors, this appearance and demeanor, tsk, it really is not covered." ”

Xu Xinyou and Zhou Chongxuan saw Mo Fei drifting away, and they could smell the emotion of the little Taoist priest in the courtyard, and couldn't help but smile at each other. (To be continued......)