"The Wandering Immortals?"

Long Xiaopeng frowned and asked, "Are you a member of the club?"

Only the people of the Wandering Immortals would call it that. The discipline of the Youxian Society is lax, the good and the bad are uneven, and the high-level is not ignorant. The previous teacher and father-in-law of Long Xiaopeng all had suggestions to the withered old man. The dry-hearted old man pushed the boat down the river, and he and Yu Peiyu, Xuan Miaoyan, Yin Gaocen and others were all named the "protectors" of the meeting.

There is no fixed position, but it can enforce the law and picket and rectify the discipline in the Youxian Society.

After all these things happened, psychologically, he no longer regarded himself as a member of the Youxian Society, and when he heard the word "Dharma Protector", he only felt extremely harsh.

"Yes, yes, Niu Jianbo, a subordinate disciple of the small Chuntang rain rudder, visited the Dharma Protector!"

The Youxian Society, which was founded by the old people with dry hearts gathering in Longshan Scattered Cultivation, has been increasing in personnel in recent years, and there has been a trend of regularization. Because it was suppressed by the five factions of Longshan from time to time, there was no fixed station, and it was ready to be broken into parts at any time.

The head of the association is set up to protect the Dharma on the left and right, and the head of the hall is placed in Lifu, Tangtang, and Liuren, who are listed with him as the three immortals and five truths.

Below the main hall, four halls of spring, summer, autumn and winter are set up, and according to the four hours and twenty-four solar terms, a total of twenty-four rudders are set up under the four major branches.

The elites who have made contributions to each hall and each rudder, and the young monks who are considered by the helmsmen and hall masters to have potential and are worth cultivating, will be admitted to the main hall and become the core force of the Youxian Society.

Although there is a shelf, the main hall is extremely weak in the management of the four major branches, and the branch hall is extremely weak in the rudder management of the main hall. In addition to the main hall, the four major branches and the twenty-four rudder are all in a state of de facto autonomy.

Long Xiaopeng and the others previously served as the protectors of the main hall, and they were considered to be one of the core members of the Youxian Society.

He didn't know a disciple of the branch hall below, but it was impossible for Niu Jianbo not to know him, so he was sincerely frightened and fell to the ground.

"Who...... Hahaha, it turned out to be Long Xian's nephew!" Behind Nanshan Guan, four or five sword lights flew out together, and the first person shouted half a sentence, and then turned stiffly and greeted warmly.

Long Xiaopeng looked intently, and saw a short and fat old man with a sparse beard on his chin, a big nose, and blistered eyes, escorted by four supernatural monks with not weak sword light, flew out from the direction of the Patriarch Hall after Guanhou. His face was full of joy and greeted him warmly.

"Kunsang Medicine King Zu Danping! Why is he here?"

This Kunsang Medicine King is one of the three major Dan masters of Longshan, and the leading big man in the scattered cultivation. Because of his alchemy ability, in the Youxian Society, his status is almost not below that of Jindan real people such as Lifusan. Although he only served as the helmsman of the vernal equinox, it was not that the old man with a dry heart was unwilling to entrust him with important tasks, but that Zu Danping appointed himself as an idle cloud and wild crane, and he did not want to get too involved in the struggle between the five immortal sects and the scattered cultivation.

The title of this helmsman is still a painstaking old man who befriended him, and with many years of friendship, he was forced to install him. Otherwise, with his status, he is enough to serve as the head of the four major halls.

It is also because of his alchemy ability that there are quite a few masters who act as guards around him, and he is not under a master of the three halls of summer, autumn and winter.

In the world of cultivators, strength is king after all.

Even though his own cultivation had reached the high level of nectar, and there were four supernatural cultivators by his side, Zu Danping still lowered his posture and greeted Long Xiaopeng warmly.

"It just happens to help, but ......" Long Xiaopeng hesitated in his heart.

Zu Danping seems to be unattractive and easy to speak, but in fact, he is scheming, and it is not easy to deceive him. Forcibly taking medicine, although his own cultivation was mostly piled up by heavenly treasures and elixirs, the four sword cultivators of the Divine Realm around him were not something that Long Xiaopeng could deal with.

In the pavilion behind the Taoist temple, a group of people came out again.

Long Xiaopeng saw that there was a stirring spirit in his heart, and he secretly said that he was lucky, and he was secretly glad that he did not act rashly.

Clasped his hands into fists and greeted: "Little nephew Long Xiaopeng, I have seen all uncles!"

Among the few people who appeared after Zu Danping, the first one was the rudder master of the rain branch in the Chuntang, and among the twenty-four rudder masters of the Youxian Society, the lotus rainstorm Zhong Duhan, who had the first combat power!

His people gathered in the early stage of Dan and cultivated in the early stage, and they were proficient in water spells. If it weren't for the fact that the Spring Hall had another powerful power, and if he was transferred to the other three major branches, the hall master would not be able to suppress him.

Among the remaining six or seven people, including the three rudder masters of Lichun, Qingming, and Gu Yu, and several inspectors from Chuntang, they are all veteran supernatural monks.

Compared with Xia Pengzu, who was killed by Zhang Yan's surprise attack, these murderers may not be as famous, but the actual combat effectiveness is definitely only high!

Calling himself a junior, Zu Danping and Zhong Duhan agreed with a smile, but the rest of the people didn't even dare to say it, and resolutely argued with Long Xiaopeng's peers.

"Okay, Master Li, Master Zhang, and Master Chen, the three of them have a relationship with Long Xian's nephew, but how can I be called by Brother Zu and you?

"Ahh

"The hall master is in the back!"

Walk through the Lingguan Palace, walk on the bluestone avenue, and walk through the wide square. In front of the Sanqing main hall, which was supposed to be empty, hundreds of monks were divided into six columns, neatly arranged on the bluestone slabs in front of the hall.

"The elite of the Spring Hall is at the end!" Long Xiaopeng sighed in his heart, and followed Zu Danping, Zhong Duhan and a few others, through the crowd outside the standing hall, and into the tallest Sanqing main hall.

Under the statue of Sanqing in the center, a slender man in plain clothes and a sword is standing in the center of the hall with his back to everyone.

The hem of the plain suit fluttered, and the clumsy scabbard reflected the cold light of cyan.

The back of the plain-clothed man is as simple as a single station, as if it has become the center of the world, attracting everyone's attention.

When everyone walked into the main hall, they couldn't help but hold their breath and slow down, for fear of disturbing the pensive man.

"Are you all here? Now that you have arrived, you will come with me to offer incense to the Sanqing Patriarch. Although this is the place of the Shan Sect, it is also a dojo dedicated to the Sanqing Patriarch. If you talk about sword and soldier killing in front of the statue of the patriarch, you can't help but apologize for burning incense to the statue of the patriarch. ”

The man turned around, revealing narrow phoenix eyes, a tall nose, and a cold jade-like face.

His eyes were like electricity, and no one dared to look at him.

Below Zu Danping, including Long Xiaopeng, everyone agreed in unison, and at the same time bowed their heads to him.

Late Spring Sword Shen Kongting, a high-level monk of Judan! is only one step away from achieving Jindan, and he has been killed for more than a hundred years. If it weren't for the delay in achieving Jindan, his prestige in Longshan Loose Cultivation might not be lower than that of the old man with a dry heart!

The owner of the Spring Hall, one of the four halls of spring, summer, autumn and winter. In fact, it is only ranked after Dry Heart, Lifu, Liuren, and Tangtang, and the fifth master of the Youxian Society.

Several sword cultivators from the stunned rudder sent three incense sticks in turn.

Everyone lined up in the order of the meeting, followed Shen Kongting, knelt down in front of the statue of Sanqing, and offered the lit incense in front of the Sanqing patriarch.

The hundreds of monks outside the hall also bowed down in unison in the praise of the sword cultivators.

Shen Kongting stood in front of the hall and stretched out his hand.

The crowd lined up at the foot of the stone steps dispersed.

After the worship, his complexion changed, and the solemnity on his body suddenly lessened.

In the palace square, the whole space seems to become bright, although it does not make people feel like a spring breeze, but it also makes people relax a lot.

Shen Kongting's personal disciple, Chuntang's stunned rudder master, one of the thunder twin swords, the thunder sword Zhang Maoyan stepped forward and arched his hand: "Master, a place to rest has been prepared in the back." After getting the permission of Shen Kongting, he led the way in front and led everyone out of the main hall and came to the backyard, where the Taoist priest originally lived.

The white walls are green tiles, and the mountain breeze is cool.

Under the porch on both sides, bright yellow chrysanthemums bloom. There is a breeze outside the window, there is half an acre of square pond in front of the door, and outside the wall, there are pines and cypresses, which are like dragons. Long branches extend over the wall and into the courtyard, adding a touch of liveliness to the open courtyard.

As if the finishing touch, the scenery in front of you suddenly becomes vivid.

There are hundreds of people in the Spring Hall of the Youxian Society, and there are less than fifteen who are qualified to come here.

Zhang Maoyan invited everyone to sit down under the porch in turn, and poured a bowl of fragrant tea for each person.

Long Xiaopeng took the opportunity to step forward, hugged his fists and asked, "Dare to ask why Master Shen and your uncles are in the Sankun Kingdom and occupy a Taoist temple in the Jieshan Sect?"

Shen Kongting took a sip and said, "Do you know that Xiao Yu is dead! At the lotus porridge banquet of the Chunming Sect last month, he was challenged by Zhang Yan of the Jieshan Sect and was defeated at the hands of this generation of great disciples of Jieshan. ”

"I already know. Long Xiaopeng nodded respectfully, "Before I entered the Poisonous Dragon Stream, the news hadn't spread yet. But in the poisonous dragon stream, I heard about it. ”

Shen Kongting nodded and smiled, and suddenly asked, "Have you met Zhang Yan?"

His heart suddenly contracted, and Long Xiaopeng looked up in amazement and looked at Shen Kongting's handsome face. I couldn't guess what he meant, so I could only reply cautiously: "I have met and handed over, and sure enough, the dragon and phoenix among the people are almost not inferior to Chunlin and Shui Yun's second son!"

Seemingly interested in everything that happened in the poisonous dragon stream, Shen Kongting asked again and again.

Long Xiaopeng replied carefully, only hiding the fact that he had already turned his face with Xuan Miaoyan and Yin Gaocen, and did not hide anything else, and told him honestly from beginning to end.

In the middle, except for Zu Danping's occasional interjection, Zhong Muhan and below did not say a word, listening attentively.

After Long Xiaopeng finished speaking, Shen Kongting laughed softly, clapped his hands and asked, "How is it, is this Zhang Yan qualified to be used as bait?"

"Hehe, I'm convinced! This is almost not inferior, I see that this great disciple of the Mountain Sect is still better than Chunlin and Shuiyun. Zu Danping nodded and praised: "Such a good disciple must be highly valued in the sect. As bait, the portion is sufficient!"

Zhong Muhan also thought for a moment, nodded in agreement: "You can give it a try!"

The rest of the crowd chimed in.

After all the people in the hall expressed their attitudes, Shen Kongting explained to Long Xiaopeng: "Xiao Yu is a disciple who has been brought up by the master since he was a child and has been carefully cultivated. The Lord expected much from him. After getting the news that he was defeated in the hands of Zhang Yan of the Shan Sect, the leader behaved ...... Somewhat at a loss. From the day I got the news, I started to retreat and ......."

Long Xiaopeng was thoughtful.

Shen Kongting and the others didn't know, but he heard Zhang Yan talk about it.

The reason why Zhang Yan took the initiative to fight against Yu Peiyu was that the old man with a dry heart secretly poisoned Zhang Yan before.