With the support of the thousand-year-old Daoxing, the land of a hundred miles is just around the corner.

From afar, Mo Chuan saw a large-scale Taoist temple, lying halfway up the mountain, looming under the clouds and mist.

He thought about it, landed at the foot of the mountain, and climbed the steps up the mountain.

The mountain road stretches to test the devotion of believers;

It is also testing Mo Chuan's Dao heart.

No one knows what he was thinking at this moment.

It wasn't until he stepped on the last mountain road that Huang Laogong arrived.

The endless pavilions and pavilions are like the sky, and the rows are sprinkled between the mountainsides, and they do not look like the vast buildings in the world.

Brilliant as the palace in front of the gate, between the nine steps to climb the ladder, set up the relief of the cloud dragon, under the two statues of the green dragon and white tiger with teeth and claws, it looks particularly noble.

As if they had been prepared, the two Taoist boys stood in front of the door to greet the visitors from all directions.

Seeing Mo Chuan waiting for the ladder coming, he hurriedly lowered the steps to greet him, and arched his hand: "Dare to ask the Dao Changdao up and down, but come to participate in the Xuanwu Dao?" ”

Mo Chuan's thoughts turned, and he replied: "Poor Dao Mingchen, the master of the Heavenly Demon Academy, has come to visit your palace and discuss something." ”

Dao Tong was dazed when he heard this, obviously not knowing the name of the Heavenly Demon Academy, but he still hurriedly asked: "It turned out to be Mingchen Dao Chief, please!" ”

"I'm tired."

Under the guidance of the Taoist boy, Mo Chuan entered the palace gate, passed through the wall, walked through the corridor and alleys, and stepped into a guest hall.

As soon as Fang entered, he saw that the guest hall was already full of yellow-crowned Buddhas.

Looking closely, the breath is mixed, and the cultivation is very limited, at most it is only half a grade.

"Dao Chief, please!"

Dao Tong hurriedly invited Mo Chuan to take a seat.

When the yellow-crowned Buddha in the hall saw Mo Chuan, they all showed a little surprise.

The breath of Gainmochuan, for the people in the palace, can be called a successful cultivation.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is pure, and the Taoist friends look at it, and dare to ask what sect it is?" A Buddha stood up and asked aloud.

"Poor Dao Mingchen." Mo Chuan returned the salute.

"It turned out to be a friend of Mingchen Daoyou, look up for a long time!"

The Buddha politely returned the salute, and always felt that this number was somewhat familiar.

The yellow-crowned Buddha in the hall was thoughtful when he heard this, and he faintly felt as if he had heard this Taoist name from somewhere.

"Da Da Da ......"

Before everyone could think about it, there was a sound of footsteps.

Following the prestige, I saw that surrounded by many Taoist priests and Taoist children, an old Taoist priest with a crane on the back of a turtle and a purple robe on his back, who had cultivated unfathomably and had been at least a thousand years old, stepped into the hall.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly got up and bowed their hands, each with their own name.

Listen carefully, this person is the old palace master of Huang Lao Palace:

- The First True Daoist.

"Fellow Daoists, please sit down!"

The first true Taoist seemed very modest, without any arrogance, and politely beckoned everyone to take their seats.

After everyone sat down, the old palace master immediately said generously:

"If today's turmoil and the people of Li suffer, as a person in the Xuanmen, it is natural for him to enter the WTO and save the people. However, with only Huang Lao's palace, he can't do it after all! ”

"The Taiping Sutra says: If you don't follow the lord of the country, there is nothing to establish the law."

"His Majesty the Emperor of Dajing, loyal and forgiving, forgiving and forgiving, treating the people with leniency, but the traitorous ministers are in charge, and the obscene shrine is coerced, we should help the country to get back on the right track......"

In the subtle words of the first true Taoist, Mo Chuan finally realized this inexplicable gathering.

It turned out that Huang Laogong was recruiting.

The hall full of yellow-crowned Buddha is precisely because of this.

He came by chance, and was obviously misunderstood by Daotong.

As the old palace master finished speaking, the sound of catering immediately sounded in the hall.

"The words of the real person are deep and subtle, and the heart of high seclusion is as bright as the sun, I can't wait, how can I spare my three-foot body and ignore the people of the dawn?"

"The words of real people are near and far, and the words are deafening."

"As a person in the Xuanmen, he should be the ghost and god of the examination, and he will ambush the disaster!"

A sound of sycophants, one after another, smoked Mo Chuan's brows furrowed, and he stood out even more.

"Daoist friends seem to have something to say?"

The Chu Zhen Daoist saw Mo Chuan who was out of place at a glance and asked with a smile.

thought to himself, probably because he had cultivated Jiazi Taoism, and his self-control was very high, so he simply showed him the opportunity, which could be regarded as a thousand dollars to buy horse bones.

"Poor Dao Mingchen, from the war-torn place, I came here for only one thing, and I hope that Daoist friends will agree!" Mo Chuan got up and bowed his hand.

"Daoyou is polite, dare to ask Daoyou and Guangling Right Acting is related?" The First True Daoist asked with some surprise.

"The Guangling Right Acting Method is the official position of the Poor Dao, however, the Poor Dao today is not the Guangling Right Acting Method, but the master of the Heavenly Demon Academy." Mo Chuan replied.

"Is that him?"

"Guangling Right Acting Method...... Could it be that the Mingchen Immortal who overthrew the world in the Buddha's Heart Sect? ”

"It is said that Mingchen Immortal raises a real dragon, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"What is the Heavenly Demon Academy?"

The hall full of yellow-crowned Buddhas was shocked when they heard this.

No one expected that the famous big man would sit in the palace like a nobody.

A few monks nearby were even more restless, and they were honored!

Look, Guangling's right performance, the saint of Buddhism, and the lord of the true dragon are sitting at the same table with us.

"It turned out to be Daoist Mingchen, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The old palace master of Chuzhen was full of surprise, and hurriedly got up to salute, and the old man's heart was pounding.

If Mingchen defects to An Yuanjun, the world will have another chance of winning.

"You're welcome!"

Mo Chuan replied: "Poor Dao heard that Leizhou was in turmoil, and he couldn't bear the suffering of the common people, so he came from afar, and only asked your palace to promise Poor Dao one thing. ”

Chuzhen Taoist: "Fellow Daoists, please speak." ”

Mo Chuan took a deep breath and calmed his pounding heart.

He knew that once this step was taken, there would be no turning back, and the Heavenly Demon Academy he had worked so hard to create might also be destroyed.

However, what is he cultivating for?

It is both immortal and long-sighted;

It is also the way of the heart.

The sentence "Helping the world, carrying forward the avenue, and invigorating the Xuanfeng" is not only a slogan, but also the heart of the Tao.

"Poor road to Leizhou, passing by a city, seeing Dingyuan soldiers rolling the people to rush the city, after entering the city, burning, killing and looting, all evil! The Taoist priest who accompanied the army turned a blind eye to it, and the poor Taoist killed him in anger. ”

"As the saying goes, the general trend of the world, together for a long time, must be divided, and for a long time, it must be united. Poor Dao did not dare to go against the sky, but he also implored your palace to restrain the soldiers, not to rush into the people, let alone kill innocents. ”

"Otherwise, don't blame the poor way and practice the way of killing and protecting life!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall was shocked.

The cultivators' eyes widened in astonishment, and they all looked at Mo Chuan.

The first true Taoist with a smile on his face, his expression suddenly froze, and his voice was cold: "Daoyou, this is the word on behalf of the Daolu Division?" ”

Mo Chuan's expression was grim: "It only represents the poor road." ”

Chu Zhen Daoist smiled, slowly sat down, picked up the teacup, sipped lightly, and said slowly:

"As far as Poor Dao knows, the Daolu Division knows that it is not against the Dingyuan Army, and it has already been fortified and cleared, I don't know how many people are displaced and starving, can Daoist friends dare to stop it?"

I have to admit that the eyes of the Chu Zhen Dao people, who are the retired palace masters of Huang Lao Palace, are burning.

A sharp point pointed to Mo Chuan's most hesitant place.

Once he takes this step, it means that he will offend all the forces.

In wartime, everyone couldn't take care of him;

When the world is unified, it will inevitably settle accounts after the autumn.

(End of chapter)