Overnight practice.

Originally, Su Zimo's spirit, which was slightly tired due to his out-of-body spirit, was also restored and in good spirits.

It was at this moment that the bell rang and an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.

"Nephew."

On the phone, the slightly familiar voice and this special title made Su Zimo instantly understand the identity of the person who came.

Buyeo Taoist!

"Uncle Buyeo, what are you?"

Su Zimo was a little puzzled.

In his opinion, shouldn't a character like Buyeoko be a person who meditates and cultivates in an unknown immortal mountain blessed land, how could he suddenly remember to call him?

"That's right."

As if seeing Su Zimo's doubts, the warm laughter of the Fuyu Daoist sounded, and he explained: "In a few days, it will be the triennial Daoist Conference, and this time, it will be the turn of my Maoshan faction to preside over it.

That's why I want to ask you, do you have time to come to Maoshan for a trip, and by the way, I can introduce you to my master and nephew, and now I have Taoist friends from various sects and sects in the cultivation world. ”

"On the Word?"

Su Zimo shook his head, and the corners of his mouth also flashed a wry smile: "Uncle Shi, I don't know what is going on with this Dao Conference?" ”

"I almost forgot."

Fuyu Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then frowned and said, "I'm afraid that your unreliable master has never mentioned these things to you."

Or not...... Just today, let Poor Dao introduce to you what this Dao Conference is all about, lest others say that I am a disciple of the Maoshan Sect in the future, and I don't even have this knowledge. ”

"There's Uncle Lao."

In this regard, Su Zimo was also noncommittal.

After all, Uncle Jiu's era has been at least more than a hundred years away from now, and how can Su Zimo know what the "Dao Conference" is all about.

Subsequently, the Fuyu Daoist began to speak slowly, which also made Su Zimo understand the reason for this Taoist conference.

It turned out that as the aura of heaven and earth became thinner and thinner, the cultivation sect was also declining, and even about to disappear, not only the disciples who could enter the Tao in the sect were extremely rare, but even among the older generation, there was no hope of breaking through.

It was in this situation that a group of monastic sects decided to abandon their views and exchange their monastic experiences with each other through this way of discourse.

By the way, it also means to compare the disciples in the sect and who is better.

According to the regulations, this discourse conference is held once every three years, and it is convened by each sect and faction in turn.

This time, it happened to be the turn of the Maoshan faction to be the host.

It's just that the Maoshan faction didn't have any outstanding performance in the last Dao Conference, and it can even be said that it was almost reduced to the bottom, making the old face of the Buyeo Daoist even darker than the bottom of the pot!

"What do you ......mean, uncle?"

With many years of experience, after the Taoist explained all this, Su Zimo also vaguely understood the other party's plan.

Although he didn't know what level his cultivation was in today's cultivation world, judging from the previous situation with that Ye Fangtian......

Maybe maybe it's a genius?

Sure enough.

Just as Su Zimo was thinking, the tone of the Fuyu Daoist over there also became much warmer in an instant: "Senior nephew, look...... Now my Maoshan faction is not accepted, and there are few disciples who can handle it.

Could it be that you really can't bear to watch my Maoshan faction fall to the bottom in the Dao Discussion Conference and be ridiculed by other sects? ”

"This ......"

Seeing that there seemed to be signs of wavering in Su Zimo's words, the Fuyu Daoist also struck while the iron was hot, and tempted: "Senior nephew, you must know that every time there is a Dao conference, our group of old guys will come up with a lot of good things as rewards.

Last time, the Kunlun faction took a magical-level gossip mirror, as well as Longhu Mountain, and also produced a set of array flags, and the Qingxu faction even took out a bottle of soul nourishing pills, these are all things that are hard to find in ordinary times! ”

"Goo-dong!"

Hearing the words of the Fuyu Taoist, Rao is Su Zimo was mentally prepared, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After all, he has just adapted to the soul out of the body now, if there is a soul nourishing pill that specializes in nourishing the soul, I believe that it will not be long before he can reach the realm of "night tour".

Seeing that Su Zimo was silent for a long time, the Fuyu Taoist on the other end of the phone was also anxious.

Since the first farewell on Hong Kong Island, Buyeo Taoist people have begun to think about this nephew with a somewhat mysterious background.

After all, the current situation of the Maoshan faction is indeed a little embarrassing.

Now it is not easy to find an opportunity, if Su Zimo refuses to participate in this Dao Conference, then the Fuyu Daoist people will not know how to face the ancestors of the Maoshan faction.

In desperation, the people of Buyeo Dao could only drop a bombshell!

"Senior nephew, if you can represent my Maoshan faction and win the leader in this Dao Conference, then I will give you the thousand-year-old peach wood sword in the sect."

"Millennial Mahogany Sword...... Deal! ”

Hearing this, Su Zimo also agreed without hesitation.

If there were any other conditions, I am afraid that he would hesitate for a while, but the thousand-year-old peachwood sword is really a very precious existence.

After all, the peach wood has a spirit, it is the most yang thing, and it can restrain all ghosts.

Moreover, if you can cultivate to the realm of "driving away things", you can sustenance with your soul, drive foreign objects against the enemy, and take the heads of others thousands of miles away.

It's just that the soul exorcism is generally very particular.

After all, the divine soul is only a manifestation of the materialization of spiritual power, even if it can drive matter, it is not like the physical body, and the peach wood sword forged by the thousand-year-old peach wood can not only reduce the loss of the divine soul, but also stimulate the masculine power in the peach wood.

Therefore, it has become one of the Dharma weapons that many cultivators in the realm of exorcism are keen on.

Although Su Zimo has not cultivated to the realm of exorcism now, it is always good to take precautions, and it is rare for Fuyu Daoist to be so generous, so he smiled unceremoniously.

"In that case, I hope that my nephew will come to Maoshan sooner."

Seeing that Su Zimo agreed, the Fuyu Daoist was also relieved, although there was a pain in the thousand-year-old peach wood sword, he still told him uneasily: "At that time, the poor Dao will also introduce you to some common knowledge in the cultivation world." ”

"Got it."

Su Zimo also knows this.

He didn't know anything about the situation in the cultivation world now, so he had to get the information of those opponents from the Buyeo Daoists as soon as possible.

After all, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one survive a hundred battles.

Isn't it?

(End of chapter)