A hundred years ago, there was a young ordinary person who came to Penglai Island unexpectedly because of a shipwreck. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the end, he was accepted as a registered disciple by Penglai Daoren, and now he has been cultivated in the later stage of Ning Dan.

There are about the same examples, but because of poor qualifications, he was sent out of Penglai Island by the old man Penglai, and the memories related to Penglai Island were erased.

However, this situation is not unique to Penglai Island.

It's like the secret realm of other sects, and occasionally ordinary people will enter it by mistake, but the result is similar.

After learning about the situation on Penglai Island, before they knew it, the two had entered Penglai Immortal Island.

"Greetings to the two Dao Masters!"

The two island boys smiled slightly.

Jiang Xiaoyu took a closer look, but found that the two children guarding the island actually had the cultivation of the peak of foundation building, and they were both about to condense the pill.

Careful observation of the bone age, but not yet twenty years old.

"This old man Penglai has some ability. Jiang Xiaoyu sighed secretly.

Being able to train two such disciples in the era of the end of the Dharma has to say that the ability of its disciples is very strong.

did not waste time here, under the guidance of Li Zheng, the two came to the meeting place of Penglai Island.

On this small island there is a mountain, and on the top of the mountain, a banquet is held. There was food and drink in it, and it was for the monks to enjoy.

"Li Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's been more than 20 years!"

As soon as the two arrived, a monk stopped Li Zheng.

The other party is also a middle-aged man, but he is wearing a Taoist robe and has a Tai Chi pattern on his chest.

"This is an elder of the Taiji Sect, named Zhang Wufang, who is said to be the descendant of the immortal master Zhang Sanfeng. Li Zheng introduced Jiang Xiaoyu to the voice, and at the same time exchanged a few words with the other party.

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

Jiang Xiaoyu is naturally no stranger to this name, but the folk have been circulating his deeds.

In the cultivation realm, this Zhang Sanfeng is even more remarkable, and it is said that he is the only person in modern times who shattered the void and ascended to the immortal realm.

"Who is this?" Zhang Wufang noticed Jiang Xiaoyu at this time, and he probed slightly, but found that the other party was only building a foundation and cultivating.

Before coming in, Jiang Xiaoyu had already explained that he liked to keep a low profile, and at the same time, he also disguised his aura as a foundation building.

Li Zheng responded with a smile: "This is a friend in the next place, Zhang Daoyou, I will take my friend around to take a look." ”

Although Zhang Wufang was puzzled, he thought to himself, how could he have a friend who built a foundation?

But he just thought about it for a while, and didn't ask too much about it, but started chatting with others.

After half a day, there were more and more people on the top of the mountain, at first there were more Ning Dan monks, and then the old monsters of the Yuanying Realm also appeared.

Observing this mountain, in addition to the disciples of Penglai Island, there is only Jiang Xiaoyu as a foundation-building monk, which has attracted the attention of many people.

However, after these people secretly observed for a while, they found that they were indeed just ordinary foundation building monks, so they were no longer interested.

Jiang Xiaoyu secretly wiped his sweat, originally wanted to keep a low profile, but who knew that it would be eye-catching, and he had already disguised his cultivation to Ning Dan.

The main reason is that his bone age is too young, and a Ning Dan monk who is not yet twenty-five years old is inevitably too appalling, so he disguises himself as Zhuji.

But fortunately, Li was playing a round, which saved him some effort.

Then everyone took their seats, and Jiang Xiaoyu sat with Li Zheng, waiting quietly.

"Yunye is here to welcome all colleagues to drive my Penglai Island, the family teacher can't participate in something, and forget about you Haihan. A man in a dark blue robe appeared in everyone's sight.

"Old man Penglai is not here?"

"I've long heard that the old man of Penglai has traveled to the star field, and I don't know when he will be able to return. ”

"Aren't you fascinated by the fairies of other star fields, and you are reluctant to come back?"

The crowd burst into laughter as they spoke.

The old man of Penglai has always had a good temper and has the title of a good man, and it is not harmful to joke with the monks when he has nothing to do.

Yun Ye smiled, and then said: "This year's Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, I will preside over it, and you can give some thin noodles." ”

Everyone nodded, although the other party was a disciple of the old man Penglai, his strength was no less than that of anyone present.

The cultivation of the late Yuan Infant is in everyone's eyes!

Such a realm, in any sect, it is the likes of the Supreme Elders, and everyone has to give face.

Suddenly, a monk on the field snorted slightly.

Everyone's eyes were drawn, and they saw that the other party was wearing a black robe, and his face looked very scary.

"Oh, what do you have to say to Daoyou?" Yun Ye asked with a smile.

Hearing the three words of the Taoist friend, everyone present thought a little, and then was relieved.

Liyazi, the master of the contemporary demon gate, cultivated in the late Yuan infant period, has a monstrous demonic skill, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the same level!

They also sensed a different aura from each other's bodies, and the other party seemed to be not far from stepping into the gods!

I saw this departed Daoist slowly speak, and said coldly: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, it is really getting more and more unpopular, and there is actually a foundation building monk mixed in this year, Yun Daoyou, the threshold of your island is really getting lower and lower!"

When he said this, everyone naturally knew who he was referring to, after all, there was only Jiang Xiaoyu present. Jiang Xiaoyu touched his nose in this regard, slightly embarrassed, and Li Zheng on the side was about to refute, but was pulled by him.

After all, he is a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, so it is not good for Li Zheng to be involved.

Yun Ye was thoughtful, and then suddenly asked, "I don't know who brought this foundation building monk Daoist?"

As if he had just found out, everyone was also silent, but they didn't break it.

After all, he is a disciple of Penglai Island, so he has to give some face.

"This Taoist friend, named Yuhua Zhenren, is a friend of the next. Li Zheng arched his hand and said.

Yun Ye nodded, looked at everyone and then smiled: "Many people also know that my Penglai Island has always been hospitable, not to mention that he is a foundation building monk, even if he is a Qi refining monk, or an ordinary person, as long as he can enter this Penglai Island, he is a guest of my Penglai Island." ”

"Hmph!" the deviant just snorted coldly.

There were also some people who seemed to agree with the views of the apocalypse, and one of them stood up and arched his hand: "Many people have always known that in the past ten thousand immortal conferences, there has never been a foundation building monk. If we are all like Li Daoyou, and we have nothing to do with bringing three or two foundation building friends over, then won't the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Conference be chaotic?"

It was a Ning Dan monk who spoke, obviously trying to curry favor with this apocalypse.

Li Zheng was furious when he heard this, slapped his hand on the table, stood up and said angrily: "Wang Changxu, what do you mean by this!"

Before the man could speak, the departed Taoist said lightly: "When did a little Ning Dan monk dare to openly call out?"

The banquet suddenly fell silent, and for a while the atmosphere on the field was awkward, and there was a smell of sabre-rattling.

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Two shifts are complete. (To be continued.) )