Deng Chanyu is now not only a saint disciple, but also a golden immortal, Hong Huang is a lot stronger than her, but not as much as her.

Why are those ancient powers so powerful, first, they have extraordinary roots and live for a long time, and second, Dao Ancestor Zixiao Palace preached, what they talked about was dry goods, and there was no water, and the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace could find their own cultivation methods from it.

Not now, there is no multiplication method, just blindly accumulating mana, ninety percent of immortals will be stuck in the level from heavenly immortals to true immortals.

They walked all the way, and the disciples and scattered immortals they saw were not very high.

The eyes of the scattered immortals were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, thinking that I could do it too.

The eyes of the Interception Sect Immortals were not so friendly, among them were many survivors of Kowloon Island in the past, or simply friends of Ten Heavenly Monarchs and Lu Yue, they were quite hostile to Deng Chanyu, with a fierce light in their eyes, and a few of them pulled out their weapons.

"Stare again? Sir, snap your eyes out!"

"Look at what? Master was invited by you to intercept the teaching, do you still want to do it?"

"If you have the ability, let's go out and fight for 300 rounds!"

Nezha did not flinch, and scolded a group of people alone.

I have to say that in the current environment of the Interception Sect, Duobao's prestige is indeed high, and the immortals of the Interception Sect are so angry that their teeth are itching, but no one dares to annoy Duobao because of this.

Liu Huan trembled, and finally led them into Biyou Palace, and the Holy Mother came out without being a virgin.

When Layingzhou returned to the flood wilderness before, Deng Chanyu met with this disciple of the sect.

"Sister Wudang."

"Senior Sister Deng, this beautiful sister must be a disciple of Pingxin Niangniang?"

"Su Da has already seen Sister Wudang."

After a pleasantry, the Holy Mother of Wudang, as the host, took them around.

Deng Chanyu sent a congratulatory gift, which was two sycamore fruits, and the Holy Mother of Wudang also gave Nezha a piece of Tuxing Lingyu as a meeting gift.

Deng Chanyu's perception of the Holy Mother of Wudang is not bad, this is a real Taoist, who has no quarrel with the world, does not touch any cause and effect, and only cultivates his own Tao, no wonder he was able to retreat in the end.

Of course, her perception may not be accurate, and she thought that Yun Zhongzi was a real free immortal

Biyou Palace is said to be a palace, but it is actually a world that relies on the flood and famine.

There's something inside of it.

Our Lady of Wudang's task now is to accompany these two saint disciples.

Our Lady of Wudang pointed to a rock wall surrounded by dazzling sword light and said, "There is the Sword Cliff, the teacher used to collect a lot of spirit swords when he traveled in the wilderness, and he loved to ask about swords in his life, and the teacher thought that it was best to 'take from the straight rather than from the song'."

Deng Chanyu praised two sentences.

"Two sisters, please look, over there is the Mixed Yuan Palace, which is the world derived by the teacher with an innate spirit treasure called the Mixed Yuan Diagram."

"This is the Zhou Tian chessboard, the teacher takes a starlight from each of the Zhou Tian Star Buckets, and uses it to teach us the mysteries of the disciples' formations, we are stupid, and only the senior brother can play more than ten hands with the teacher at present."

Wudang Our Lady talked eloquently, and told them some allusions in the Biyou Palace, Nezha yawned covertly, obviously not interested, Daji was serious on his face, but he actually didn't take it to heart.

These guys don't know how expensive firewood and rice are when they don't belong to their families, but Deng Chanyu is quite rewarding, not to mention anything else, this forced style is indeed very high.

You look at their Wa Palace, the most valuable thing is a congenital plane tree, and then look at Mount Emei, there is a group of wild monkeys in the mountain, and a few descendants of the old bear's iron-eating beasts.

Deng Chanyu's realm is getting higher and higher, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no Taoist friends to talk about the Tao in the future, how to introduce Mount Emei when the time comes? Would you like to have the Iron Eater perform a somersault for your fellow Daoists?

Our Lady of Wudang took them around the Biyou Palace as if they were looking at the flowers, and then according to the rules of the Xuanmen, they were arranged to listen to the cloud bed, and it was also equipped with seven lotus flowers, nine gold lings and twelve attendant boys.

The seat is very high, and it can be regarded as a VIP seat.

Deng Chanyu also enjoyed the treatment of sitting on a cloud bed, in order to maintain the dignity of the saint's disciple, she took out the dust that had not been used for a long time, and pretended to close her eyes to recuperate.

Daji sat with her, and when it came to pretending, Yan Jun was also professional, with a straight face, which was completely different from when he was in Mount Emei.

More sectarian immortals found them, and they all looked like they were gritting their teeth.

Our Lady of Fire Spirit immediately stood up and scolded, her master was about to preach, and she was embarrassed at this time, which was to lose face to Duobao, which she would never allow.

Deng Chanyu didn't care about this kind of gaze at all, and meditated and practiced indifferently.

Daji doesn't care anymore, if I can't beat you in the sun, let's go to the underworld! Look who's afraid of whom.

After a few days, the disciples of the Western Sect came to Biyou Palace.

In addition to the Jizo who did not leave the underworld, the disciples of Maitreya, Yakushi, Dashi Zhi, Indra, Biancaitian, and Huanxitian all arrived, and they were also led to another cloud bed.

Unlike Deng Chanyu, who can only sit dry, Western disciples have a string of prayer beads in their hands, sit there and recite the scriptures silently, recite two sentences and play with them, and then recite two sentences and then fiddle with them, it is difficult to say how much it promotes practice, at least it is a good way to kill time

When the immortals of the sect gathered in the main hall, and it seemed that the sermon was about to begin, Guangchengzi also arrived with the immortals of the sect.

The contradiction between expounding the religion and intercepting the sect is too great, and the hostile gaze that had previously focused on Deng Chanyu and the disciples of the Western Sect was transferred to the immortals of the Sect of Interpretation.

Except for the grounded Qingxu Moral True Monarch and the fallen Jade Ding Zhenren, the remaining ten have all arrived.

The second-generation disciple also came to a Shen Gongbao, this guy came to the sect as if he was going home, and he could say a few words to a random disciple of the sect.

The three generations of disciples only came to Yang Jian, who was the most capable of fighting, and none of the other disciples brought him, even Wei Hu, who was very capable of carrying it, did not come.

These guys almost openly told the sect that we are here to make trouble, and we will run away when we are done!

Preaching is not a one-shot deal, Daozu Hongjun's third sermon lasted for 100,000 years, and now Duobao is far from reaching that level, but it is possible to preach for three or five years.

The doctrine of the interception of the religion was originally "intercepting the heavenly opportunity, and anyone who is destined can come to listen", this time Duobao did it very brightly, Zixiao Palace was still closed when he preached, and now Biyou Palace is not closed at all, come if you want, leave if you want, and never block the interception, at least on the surface.

Nezha looks at the gate of the sect from time to time, not being afraid of death does not mean that he wants to die, he should run or run, and it is necessary to determine the back road.

He was looking at the gate, and found that there was also a gaze staring at the gate on the side of the sect, and he felt something, and his eyes turned to look at Yang Jian.

Well, the hero sees the same thing! Let's run together!