Chapter Fifty-Three: Xuanyuan Zhenren

At the same time, Jiuhua Mountain.

Jiuhua Mountain is located in the northern part of China, and the front mountain is a scenic spot for people to play, but the back mountain is forbidden for outsiders to set foot in, because where is the place where the disciples of the Taiqing Sect practice.

Taiqing Sect is a very special existence among the many Xuanmen in China.

Shangqing is easy-going, Yuqing is free and easy, and Taishang is the most ruthless.

The latter sentence is the most ruthless, and it is Taiqing Sect.

Similar to me, we are in the same vein as Mr. Yin and Yang, in fact, even if we belong to the Shangqing Sect, adhering to the belief that there is no class in education.

Therefore, we can open incense halls, and even collect gold and silver from people to do the Dharma work on our behalf.

However, our situation is absolutely not allowed in the Taiqing Sect, they think it is a shame, they think it is a humiliating thing.

Shangqing Sect accepts disciples, as long as the character is good and can be trained, then there is no problem, you kowtow and burn incense, then you can be regarded as your own person.

Yuqing Sect pays attention to character and background, as long as it is not bad, it is okay.

And the Taiqing Sect is different, in addition to the requirements for character and background, there are even harsh requirements for appearance, that is to say, as long as they are disciples of the Taiqing Sect, they are all dragons and phoenixes among people.

Although there are not many disciples in the sect, if you are exiled to the Xuanmen rivers and lakes, it is basically a top ten existence.

Because if you can't do it, then you will be eliminated immediately, and you won't even have a chance to defend yourself, and what people want is the elite of the elite, the best of the best.

Take Zhao Ling as an example, he is like this, which is why in the battle of Wufeng Mountain, everyone was captured by Miao Ziwei, and only he ran over.

It's not about luck, it's about real strength.

I almost digressed, why is the Taiqing Sect the most special existence? In addition to the fact that he is different from other Xuanmen in terms of accepting disciples, it is more about the internal problems of their Taiqing Sect.

All the exercises of the Taiqing Sect are incomplete, that is to say, they can still be ranked as one of the four sects, and they are piled up by human lives one by one.

Anyone who has read martial arts novels knows that only one martial arts cheats is useless, and there must be a master to guide you to get twice the result with half the effort.

But you must know that the Taiqing Sect doesn't even have the so-called martial arts cheats, and it relies on the accumulation of experience and human lives.

Therefore, among the peers, the head of the Taiqing Sect may not be the most mountain-bound and the most powerful, but his talent is definitely the most incomprehensible.

If you have to find someone to compare with him, then it is estimated that there is only Zhang Bufan!

But that's a more true statement, because Zhang Bufan is the bloodline of the Zhang family, and he has grown up under the tutelage of the Heavenly Master since he was a child, and there is this essential difference from the free-range head of the Taiqing Sect.

On the top of the mountain, Xuanyuan Zhenren, the head of the Taiqing Sect, looked at the lights of the ten thousand homes under the mountain, without a trace of expression on his face.

Although he is called a real person, don't think how old he is, in fact, he is the same age, and he is only seven out of thirty this year.

"Huhu, senior brother is so elegant, he doesn't rest at such a late hour."

The person who said this was Zhao Ling, who returned to the mountain in the wind, and after he contacted us, he rushed back to Jiuhua Mountain without stopping.

The first is to accompany his senior brother, that is, Xuanyuan Zhenren, the head of the Taiqing Sect, to celebrate the New Year, and the second is to talk about Maoshan.

"If you don't come back, I won't be able to sleep."

Xuanyuan Zhenren turned his head to look at Zhao Ling, with a slight smile on his face.

Zhao Ling put on a bad face to everyone, as if others owed him money, but he was very enthusiastic about his senior brother, just like a young child who always wanted to pester his brother to play with him.

"I know you're worried about me, I'll rush back to accompany you for the New Year if I'm not done!"

When the words fell, Xuanyuan Zhenren stretched out his palm and touched the back of Zhao Ling's head, and then pulled out a red sticker from his arms: "Senior brother gave you the New Year's money." ”

"Hehe, thank you, brother, don't say it, it's almost enough in your pocket."

After that, the two brothers walked down the mountain, walking slowly.

"Xiao Ling, the Qinglian Eight Styles have almost been comprehended by me, and the Ginseng Finger has also been completed, so you can stay on the mountain these days!"

If other disciples or senior brothers heard this, they would probably be excited and lose sleep for a long night, but Zhao Ling was a little resistant, especially after seeing Xuanyuan Zhenren's tired face and gray hair.

"Senior brother, Maoshan has been friends with our Taiqing Sect for many years, but after the master died in battle, they never came to worship, I just went to get our family's things back, and I won't cause trouble."

Xuanyuan Zhenren frowned, as if talking to himself, he replied: "The people of Maoshan are not easy to mess with, whenever the world is in turmoil, and now there is a big dispute, they will participate in it and seek benefits, this was the case back then, if you go alone, you will suffer, maybe they deliberately released the news and wanted to lure you into the bait!" ”

"No, I contacted Zhang Qingyun of the Yuqing Sect of Longhu Mountain, as well as Zhang Shijiu and He Li, who have just made a name for themselves this year, and I also invited some friends, even if I am not defeated, I should not suffer much loss."

"Besides, the people in Maoshan have always ignored the battle between the Xuanmen, so naturally they can't have any grievances with a junior like me, if so, their faces will be gloomy."

After hearing Zhang Qingyun's three words, Xuanyuan Zhenren's brows furrowed even tighter, obviously there were some stories between the two.

"Hey, it will be even more troublesome if that bastard boy of the Zhang family also goes along, you are a stuffy gourd character, you may not cause anything, but that bastard boy is different, if you give him a golden hoop stick, he will dare to poke a hole in the sky."

Zhao Ling didn't refute it when he heard this, scratching his head and smirking.

"Also, that Zhang Nineteen is not simple, I privately sent a disciple to check on him, but I know very little, and his information is protected."

Speaking of me, Zhao Ling asked with some curiosity: "Senior brother, what are you doing to check him?" He was born with a yin body, and it was difficult for him to reach the hall of elegance. ”

"Hehe, what you said is not right, don't look at the doll is born with a yin body, but the identity is not simple, I suspect that his grandfather is the madman who fought side by side with the master back then."

When saying this, Xuanyuan Zhenren stopped, as if he had fallen into the big battle of the year, and his voice was soft but gave people a very powerful feeling, adding: "A red sword, bloody slaughter of eight hundred miles, overnight, beheaded one hundred and seventy-two enemies, many of them are masters who have reached the top, and their strength is really terrifying." ”

"He? Don't tease me, senior brother, you haven't seen that kid, his body is brittle like a lollipop, if it weren't for the remnants of the drought, he would not even be able to survive this year. ”

Xuanyuan Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhao Ling, and replied loudly.

"Don't forget, the remnants of the Drought Devil have been split into four."

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment, half-opened his mouth, and stammered and asked, "Senior brother, what do you mean...... What do you mean...... There are also ...... in Mosan."

Xuanyuan Zhenren nodded, but did not reply, quickened his pace, and went down the mountain.