This Taoist priest named Huang is about fifteen or sixteen years old, he is very kind, and he does not have any snubbing or cynicism towards Zhang Zichen and others.

Seeing that this Taoist priest was very good, after walking a few steps, Zhang Shouqing suddenly asked, "Taoist priest, is your name Huang?"

Taoist priest: "Yes, I have already listened to senior brother, all of them are Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, and you are the head Zhang Qingyun." ”

Zhang Qingyun said with a smile: "Huang, are there many people coming to this conference now?"

Huang Tou: "More than half of these major sects are here now, and there should be only the Maoshan faction, Emeishan and Bishan faction left." ”

"That's it!" Zhang Qingyun smiled, "If we hadn't waited for him, we would have been here a long time ago." ”

Zhang Qingyun pointed at Zhang Zichen while pointing at him.

When Zhang Zichen heard this, his face immediately turned red, but he was dirty, and his long hair covered his face, where could he see whether his face was white or red.

Immediately, Huang You: "But this year, it seems that this Bishan faction will not come to the competition." ”

Hearing the word Bishan faction again, Zhang Zichen and Senior Brother glanced at each other.

Remember, the person who killed the master's sister-in-law Xiao Yun's family, the Taoist priest called the Deadwood Daoist, he was a member of the Bishan faction.

This Bishan faction actually gave up such a heavy feast, is it not just that the Deadwood Daoist and Wu Luo colluded, but the entire Bishan faction colluded with Wu Luo?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen couldn't help frowning.

On that day in the imperial capital, after Wu Luo was seriously injured by an attack by his ancestor, why didn't he insist and kill this demon.

In the end, Wu Luo is the master of the Deadwood Daoist, and the death of Xiao Yun's family has an indirect relationship with him.

Zhang Zichen clenched his fists, and the thought of the day was stimulated by kindness, and he actually let go of this demon.

At this time, Zhang Qingyun's words interrupted Zhang Zichen's train of thought: "Daoist, this Bishan faction is also a thousand-year-old faction, they don't participate in such a grand event, do you know the reason?"

Huang shook his head: "I don't know, I just listen." ”

Zhang Qingyun sighed, and then: "By the way, Huang Daoyou, do you have a place to take a bath here?"

Huang was stunned and said, "Where to take a bath?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled, "You see that our disciple has been traveling abroad for more than half a year, and he is dirty, and I am afraid that after he enters the venue, he will affect the mood of others." ”

Huang paused and glanced at Zhang Zichen.

Dirty, long hair covers the face, clothes are tattered, and the whole body smells.

After thinking for a moment, Huang: "He's really sloppy when he dresses up." By the way, there is a back door not far from here, you come with me. ”

Then, Huang took Zhang Qingyun and others around the wall of the Yuxu Palace for half a circle and came to a courtyard.

"This is our dormitory, there is a bathroom over there, fellow Daoist, go wash up!"

Huang is still very polite and kind, and even took the initiative to lead the way and let Zhang Zichen take a bath.

In fact, in the hearts of everyone in Longhu Mountain, they all roughly understood the mind of the head of the house.

Although this Zichen is already humiliating enough to participate in the competition by building a foundation and repairing, if he is allowed to appear as a beggar again, I am afraid that it will be even more unacceptable.

Zhang Zichen's bath lasted nearly thirty minutes, but everyone still waited patiently, his body smelled, the longer he washed, the better.

"Oops! I took a shower, and I was so much more relaxed!"

Zhang Zichen changed into a white casual suit, and his hair was wet and hung down to the base of his ears.

But compared with the appearance of the beggar just now, Zhang Zichen used this image to represent Longhu Mountain in the battle, which may be comfortable.

"I hope for a bath, then fellow Daoists come with me, and I will take you to the back mountain. ”

Huang led the way, led everyone, walked out of the dormitory area, and walked towards the mountain behind Tianzhu Peak.

In Wudang Mountain, the temples are staggered and complicated, and if you don't stay here for a long time, you will definitely get lost.

Huang was very relaxed, and along a road, he led the people of Longhu Mountain through the temple.

Come to the cliff behind the temple, on top of the cliff, a rope bridge leads to a high mountain on the opposite side.

"This place is a forbidden area for our Wudang Mountain, and it is not accessible to ordinary tourists. ”

Huang explained: "After crossing this rope bridge, on the opposite side of the bridge, is the so-called back mountain. There is a cave in the back mountain, and there is a low-grade dragon vein in the cave, and in the dragon vein, it is the place where this grand event is held. ”

When Zhang Zichen heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if it is a low-grade dragon vein, the aura in it is not comparable to the ordinary dragon vein." ”

Huang Tou said: "Generally speaking, each major sect holds a Jiazi Discussion Conference, and this is the time to display each sect. The last time the conference was held in Longhu Mountain, didn't you Longhu Mountain also use a low-grade dragon vein?"

"Hehe, it seems that the strength of Longhu Mountain is on par with Wudang Mountain!" Zhang Zichen praised.

"Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain are both thousand-year-old factions, and I can't tell who is more powerful. "Huang," but the last Jiazi Dao Conference was held in the Qingcheng faction, and the Qingcheng faction, they couldn't get a good spiritual vein. ”

"Does that mean that the strength of the Qingcheng faction is slightly inferior?" Zhang Zichen asked.

"That's okay!" Huang said with a smile, "Although this Qingcheng faction is also a thousand-year-old sect, the sect has declined, and it is no longer as good as our two major sects. ”

Zhang Zichen secretly nodded and gave a thumbs up, "Huang Daoyou, seeing that you are young, I can't imagine that you know a lot!"

Huang smiled slightly: "It's just that we senior brothers are often discussing, and I just heard a few words." ”

For this Huang's insight, even Zhang Qingyun did not interrupt, it seems that Huang is not wrong.

The people of Longhu Mountain followed Huang, walked on the narrow and long ropeway, and slowly walked to the opposite side.

In just a few minutes, they were on the opposite side of the ropeway.

"Everybody come with me. ”

Huang shouted softly and led everyone up the mountain.

The trail is steep and the stairs go straight up, and if you have a fear of heights, you will not be able to accept such a mountain path.

At the end of this mountain, there is a cave, which is decorated to look like a temple.

"The dragon vein diagram is inside. ”

Huang led the way and led everyone into the cave.

Inside the cave, it was originally dark, but around the cave, there were a few beads that looked like night pearls, and the beads emitted white light, illuminating the entire cave.

On the wall directly opposite the cave, a huge landscape painting hangs.

This landscape painting is mostly painted in black and white, and the painting is lifelike.

In the painting, the mountains and forests tremble, the aura rolls, and in this painting, there are many humanoids moving around.

"Fellow Daoists, this is the Dragon Vein Diagram, you can go in, don't delay the conference. ”

Huang pointed to the dragon vein diagram and smiled.

"That's troublesome Huang Daoyou. Zhang Qingyun, as the leader, took the lead and walked into the dragon vein diagram.

Seeing the head of the house disappear into the picture, the rest of the people hurriedly followed.

In the end, Zhang Zichen smiled at Huang and also entered the dragon vein diagram.