When Xiao Qianli fell into the colorless realm, Xuanguan Daojun, who was far away in Mount Emei, sat in a quiet room and was silent.

The hut was silent, lit with three pillars of incense, which was not only used to cleanse and remove the smell, but more importantly, to calm the mind and keep a calm and clear mind.

In the hut, in addition to the Emei Palm Sect, the three elders of Emei, Xuan Cheng, Xuan Jing, and Xuan You, all of them were present, and the three of them all looked very dignified, as if they had encountered some big problems.

After a long time, Xuancheng Daojun coughed lightly and said, "Master, this matter is big, why don't you let Poor Dao sneak into Fuxian Temple for the time being to watch its movements, and then make plans?"

"No need!" Xuan Jing Daojun said calmly, "The previous intelligence of all parties showed that the Fuxian Temple has been exhausted by the elite, and since the day of the Western Expedition, a group of golden bodies led by Hongfa have all descended the mountain. Now there are only two second-generation men in the temple who have been rebuilt into the temple. ”

The eldest Xuanyou Daojun said softly: "There is nothing to be afraid of propagating the Dharma, the only thing to be afraid of is the unknown. Fuxian Temple and the Emei faction have been fighting for many years, but my Emei faction has suffered countless big losses and small losses. Don't say that the Emei Dao Sect has immortal ancestors, so how can the Fuxian Temple not have hidden combat power?"

The three of them talked a few words, and they all looked at the Xuanguan Daojun who was sitting at the top.

Xuanguan Daojun thought about it again and again, and only after a while did he sigh, shook his head and said: "For the time being, hold the soldier and wait and see how it ......changes."

Seeing the head shaking his head, the three elders of Emei sighed in their hearts, this head is far-sighted and aggressive, but in this world, he still has to rely on his fists to speak, and his skills are not as good as others, even if he has a good plan, he can't implement it.

What's more, he still has the Emei faction on his shoulders, and he moves his whole body with one shot, and he is definitely not without scruples.

It's just such a great opportunity, if you miss it, I don't know when the next time it will be, I'm afraid that in my lifetime, it will be difficult to see the day when the Emei Taoist sect will regain the golden top.

Just when the three old Daoists were depressed, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and the three of them couldn't help frowning, and they were all a little surprised.

Knowing that the four Dao Monarchs were discussing a major matter, he also told his disciples not to approach, why did anyone still come over? Could it be that something big happened?

A moment later, there was a low knock on the door, and Xuan Jing was in charge of the intelligence system, and said in a deep voice: "Come in!"

The small door was not locked, and a capable middle-aged Taoist pushed the door in, and reported in a deep voice: "The head of the sect forgives the sin, and the suitable disciples lead the crowd to inspect the front mountain, and there is a goshawk to send a letter, saying that the head of the house will receive it personally!

"Is it him?" Xuanguan Daojun's heart was shocked, and he ordered, "Get the letter!"

A letter was taken out, and the middle-aged Taoist retreated and closed the door casually. Xuan Jing Daojun sighed and said: "It's about this Xiao Zhangjiao who wants to ask Emei for help! It's just that it's a long way to Kunlun, and when I wait, I'm afraid that the daylily will be cold......

"It shouldn't be a request for help...... Xuanguan Daojun shook his head, looked at the stamped fire paint on the envelope, and then reached out to open the letter, and looked at it hurriedly, his face changed suddenly.

Seeing that the head of the house, who had always been calm and breezy, was so moved, the three elders of Emei couldn't help but be a little surprised, and Xuan Jing Daojun asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Xuanguan Daojun pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said: "Senior Brother Xuanyou, two junior brothers, you all come and see!" handed over the letter to the three Daojun and read it one by one, and when the three elders of Emei saw the content of the letter, they couldn't help but be stunned, and after thinking for a while, they couldn't help but be happy, Xuancheng Daojun stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay! good!"

Xuan You was the oldest, he smiled at first, and suddenly smiled slightly, and said: "What kind of cultivation is this Xiao Zhangjiao? He claims to get rid of the powerful person who refines the gods and returns the void realm to Fuxian Temple...... Is he sure of that?"

Xuanguan Daojun chuckled and said, "In my opinion, even if Xiao Zhangjiao is defeated, it must not be far away. At the moment, after briefly explaining it, the three elders of Emei nodded again and again.

Xuan Jing Dao Jun was greatly excited, and said with a smile: "In this case, what are we waiting for?

Xuancheng Daojun said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xuanjing is right, but in addition to Fuxian Temple in Emei Mountain, there are also some small Buddhist temples with the same qi and branches on the side, and they still need to be suppressed by Senior Brother in charge personally!"

Xuanyou Daojun smiled and said: "Poor Dao and the head of the sect will go together, forgive those little monks and dare not act rashly!"

Xuanguan Daojun smiled, nodded and said: "Before that, there is still one thing to deal with in this seat, and the three of them will go and prepare first!"

At that moment, the three old men of Emei were smiling, and Xuancheng Daojun said with a smile: "After decades of learning in Emei, now I finally have to regain my prestige and regain the foundation at hand!

At that moment, the three of them walked away, and Xuanguan Daojun thought about it carefully, and went straight to the back mountain.

He carried out light work, ran to the inaccessible place, let the mountain road be dangerous, but under the feet of Xuanguan Daojun, he ran for several miles in one breath, came to a semi-closed cave blocked by a big stone, looked left and right a few times, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Emei Xuanguan, I have seen Yuyang Shizu!"

Leaning less, a deep voice sounded in the cave, and said slowly: "The head doesn't need to be polite, I don't know what to come? Could it be that Emei has been robbed?"

It's not that this person wants to say such depressing words, his status in the Emei Taoist sect is extremely high, but he is the great power of the Xuanmen in the last few generations, and he has been in retreat here for hundreds of years. Now that the head of Xuanguan has come to visit in person, something big must have happened.

"It's not that Emei was robbed, but there is a big event, I implore the ancestor to help!"

"Oh?" the man's tone was calm, seemingly unemotional, "Tell me about it!"

"The abbot of Fuxian Temple, Hongfa Zen Master, led a group of Buddhist golden bodies to the west to Kunlun, and a powerful person in the temple of the Pure Land Realm was redeemed by the Pure Yang Taoist Sect, which is the opportunity for us to regain control of the Golden Peak!"

"Disciple's plan ......"

After listening to the words of Xuanguan Daojun, the person in the cave did not make a sound for a long time, and Xuanguan Daojun was not in a hurry, standing quietly in front of the cave, just waiting for the show.

After a long time, the man in the cave sighed softly and said slowly, "You just wait and go!"

Just this sentence, Xuanguan Daojun already knew the attitude of the person in the cave, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, bowed down and saluted: "Thank you, Master!"

He stood up, turned and flew away.

After a long time, when the sun was in the west, countless cracks suddenly appeared silently on the big stone that covered the cave, and then turned into countless small stone dust, which fell in a flutter, turning into a pile of fine stone powder, revealing a dark cave.

An old man in Taoist costume with extremely long eyebrows and a face that could not be seen clearly walked out of the cave slowly, his Taoist robe was so rotten that only a thin layer remained, revealing a large hole, and the dust in his hand fell so that only a few long whiskers remained, and the bare stick was held in his hand, which looked particularly ridiculous.

The old Taoist looked back at the stone cave that had been in seclusion for more than a hundred years, and said to himself with a smile: "Ziyun Cave, Ziyun Cave, Lu Chunyang has been here with you for a hundred years, but now the old Tao has entrusted you with your blessings, and after today, you will change your name and call it Lu Yan Cave!"

He laughed, strode away with the bare dust, and didn't look back!