The Tao was interrupted by a sudden monk, and the law was simply canceled, which has never happened in the Daomen Chongyang Festival for more than a hundred years. Because of the sudden rise of the Pure Yang Palace, which led to the arrival of the Divine Buddha Body, many Dao Sect powers not only did not have much regret, but instead gathered together around Ziyuntai in twos and threes, talking about the grand scene of the previous day with great interest, and the discussion was full of spittle.

Among the thousands of Daomen, there were dozens of veterans who were extremely senior and the most proficient in the doctrine standing in one place and discussing something in a low voice, most of them looked sluggish, their eyes were bloodshot, and you can imagine how tired they were last night.

"Xiao Zhangjiao is here!"

I don't know who shouted, the crowd was in an uproar, and many people rushed up to see this legendary figure who was so powerful yesterday that he could even talk to the Taishang Dao Ancestor.

An old man with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes suddenly squeezed away the crowd and rushed over, shouting while running: "Xiao Zhangjiao, please wait a minute, please wait a minute!"

This fast-approaching strange old way immediately attracted the attention of everyone in Chunyang, Liu Suifeng and Chu Xun grabbed it from both sides, stared at the old way with a vigilant face, and shouted: "Stop coming!"

Several Emei disciples also stepped forward to persuade each other, but they were glared at by the old Taoist, and scolded sharply: "Get out of the way, what do you know?

The old Taoist was disheveled, and it seemed that he had not been washed in a long time, and he exuded a strange sour and rancid smell on his body, which was unique among the guests of the six years of the Daomen Festival. However, this old Taoist seems to have a very special status, so even if he keeps scolding him, several Emei disciples around him only accompany the smiling faces, and they don't dare to fight back in the slightest.

"Heirloom Daoji?"

Xiao Qianli glanced at the old Taoist with a smile, and already had a plan in his heart, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask this Daoist brother, what is the matter with Xiao?"

A group of people from the Qingcheng faction came next to him, and the Qingcheng Elder Zhizhen Daojun led by him saw the old Dao and hurriedly bowed down and said, "I've seen the seniors!"

"Zhizhen......" The old Taoist turned his head and glanced at the Zhizhen Daojun, and waved his hand impatiently, "The old Taoist has some important matters to find Xiao Zhangjiao, and the vulgar rites will be waived." ”

Elder Zhizhen was thrown aside like a fly, but he didn't care, and smiled at Xiao Qianli: "Good Sect Xiao Zhangjiao learned that this is a hermit from Heming Mountain, with an extremely high seniority, and he is a living ancestor of my Taoism. Since the ancestor has important matters to discuss with the sect, the poor road will not bother much. ”

Xiao Qianli thanked the head of the inspector, but was impatiently snorted by the old Taoist, and said: "What old ancestor? The old Taoist is commonly known as Li Dao, you can call me anything, just don't call me the ancestor or senior, and the old Taoist will have goosebumps all over his body!"

Xiao Qianli was a little ridiculous, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to call it for a while, and said with a smile: "Dao...... I don't know what's going on, brother?"

The hermit Li Daoist was extremely satisfied with this title, glanced at the True Dao Jun, and hummed: "Did you hear it? This is the way of a serious person, a Taoist brother, which makes the old Dao's heart warm." It's not like you, a little doll, who is respectful on the surface, but behind the scenes, I don't know how many times I've scolded the old man for not dying. ”

Zhizhen Daojun smiled bitterly on his face, and said to Xiao Qianli: "Xiao Zhangjiao is busy first, and Poor Dao will go to the side to watch the scenery." ”

Rao is Xiao Qianli couldn't help but be a little surprised, seeing the appearance of the true Daojun, it was clear that he was at least sixty or seventy years old, but he was called "little doll", this hermit Li Dao has a high seniority, which can be imagined.

The Emei disciples who maintained order had already persuaded everyone to disperse, and the hermit Li Daoist Li Dao was already impatient to look around, and then dragged Xiao Qianli to the wooden pavilion of Chunyang Palace.

"The old Taoist doesn't know martial arts, so hurry up, or a day late, last night I heard a few Taoist friends talk about a story about Hu, only to feel that there is a lot to do. Therefore, I took the liberty of waiting for Xiao Zhangjiao here, just to ask for a few details in the story. ”

"Don't know martial arts?" Xiao Qianli was taken aback at this time, and when he looked at the appearance of this old Taoist, he saw that his steps were vain, and he really had no cultivation in his body. I also saw that he was dusty, he didn't know how many tears were torn in his robe, and there were a few scars on his thin hands, which were about scratched by grass and trees when he was climbing.

Xiao Qianli couldn't help but be in awe, respectfully gave a Daomen gift, and said, "Brother Dao is really hard!"

The hermit Li Daoist Li Dao shook his hand and sighed: "Lao Dao has studied Taoist doctrine all his life, but he feels that there are many flaws, especially the nonsense is even more inconsistent. If one day the Buddha Gate attacks on this, the Dao Gate will have no power to resist. Last night, I heard a few Taoist friends talk about the various miracles of Xiao Zhangjiao, and the old Taoist only felt that he suddenly became enlightened, and all kinds of doubts were easily solved, so he spent a little effort and sorted out Xiao Zhangjiao's remarks with a few Taoist friends. ”

As he spoke, he took out a large stack of paper from his arms, Xiao Qianli read a few chapters roughly, and saw that what was recorded on the paper was his own foolish "Xiao's Fengshen", which was carefully revised by the words of the Daomen Daxian, and the description was wonderful, and the writing was flying, and he couldn't help but admire.

"It is precisely because of the existence of such sages that the Daomen can be under the strong suppression of Buddhism, and it will not fade for thousands of years......"

Xiao Qian's centrifugal had a heartfelt admiration for this sloppy hermit, and suddenly his heart moved, and he turned his head to look, only to see a group of tired veterans not far away, sitting or standing, but they have been paying attention to their side, letting the Ziyun platform be lively, but they have always looked at it as if they were nothing, and there was only themselves and the hermit man in their eyes.

He got up and bowed to the group of veterans, but those veterans just smiled slightly and saluted each in return.

Xiao Qianli calmed down and said with a smile: "What is there to understand Brother Dao? Xiao naturally knows everything and says everything. ”

The hermit Li Daoist was very happy, and pointed to a passage of text and asked: "According to Xiao Zhangjiao, the three Qings are one, and the heart of the Shangqing Lingbao Tongtian Sect Master, why do you insist on separating from the Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun?"

Xiao Qianli smiled, and then explained to him carefully. The more they talked, the more speculative they became, but it was already time for the sun to rise.

On the ceremonial platform on the east side of Ziyun Terrace, there were the highest people of the Five Great Dao Sect who participated in this grand ceremony, and more than ten powerful people who enjoyed a good reputation in the Dao Gate sat around the high platform to make a decision. Ready to stop, only to hear the sound of the horn of "woo woo", the head of Emei Xuanguan Daojun strode up to the stage, announced the rules, and each faction sent a representative to put the names of the contestants into the wooden boxes of the two groups for the draw.

Seeing that Xiao Qianli was talking with the hermit, Lu Wuyi could only shake his head helplessly, and ordered: "Suifeng, you can write our names!"

Liu nodded with the wind, reached out and took the brush on the small table in the pavilion, and was just about to write on the note, when he suddenly showed a strange look on his face, looked up and asked, "Uncle Lu, you said ...... 'we'?"

Lu Wuxian chuckled: "There is only an age limit for this competition, and I am not over forty years old, why can't I participate in the war?"

Liu Suifeng smiled suddenly, mentioned Yang Hao, and wrote "Pure Yang Palace, Lu Wubo" on the note in a dignified manner.