The journey of 58,000 miles made Wang Chengfeng run for eleven days on the road where the wild fragrance was fragrant, and the beautiful and prosperous trees were not until the morning of the eleventh day before he rushed to the foot of the Taiji Mountain where the Taiji Gate is located.

On the way, Wang Chengfeng also learned Tai Chi completely, but his poor mobile phone automatically turned off due to insufficient power.

Before shutting down the phone, Wang Chengfeng made another call home and asked Wang Weihui and Hong Yan in detail how they were doing. When Wang Chengfeng heard them say that everything was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and told them that they might not go home for a few years, and told them not to worry.

As for Wang Weihui and Hong Yan, they didn't ask him the reason for it, but only let Wang Chengfeng rest assured.

At the foot of the Taiji Gate, it is clearly stipulated that the mounts and spirit pets of non-Taiji disciples are not allowed to approach.

After reading this regulation, Wang Chengfeng fed his galloping horse some good feed and released it. With the speed of the Wind Horse, Wang Chengfeng believed that it would be difficult for ordinary spirit beasts to hurt it.

The closer you get to Taiji Mountain, the more intense the aura becomes. Only at the foot of the mountain, the surrounding aura is two or three times as much as that of other places.

In addition to the rich aura, there is also a feeling of simple and vicissitudes of the avenue, with a melodious bell on the mountain.

Looking up at the foot of the mountain, it was majestic!

I saw that on the gate of tens of meters high, there is a pavilion of green tile Zhu Ying, flying eaves cliff, red curtain and phoenix flying, and Tong Fei Caiying.

On both sides of the pavilion are two stone statues of alchemy furnaces made of crystal clear, crystal-like stones. In the stone statue, a Tai Chi-like pattern is constantly rotating.

In the middle of the vermilion pillars that support the pavilion, there are layers of stone stairs paved with colorful marble from the bottom to the top, towering over the clouds.

Its mountain stands majestically on the Qinglong Continent with the momentum of "pulling the earth to the sky, holding the sun in your hand", the verdant mountains overlap and overlap, like the undulating waves on the sea, surging and surging without losing the majesty and magnificence.

The hazy mountains in the distance, shrouded in a light veil, are full of shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, like a few light strokes of ink, smeared on the blue sky.

After the layers of clouds and smoke are blown away, it can be faintly seen that there seems to be a black iron chain between the peaks, and from time to time some colorful birds that are not recorded in the booklet fly over the head, adding a bit of vitality and agility to this fairy-like Taiji Mountain.

"I thought that Wudang Mountain was immortal and majestic enough, but I didn't expect that it was 108,000 miles away from this Taiji Mountain!" Wang Chengfeng sighed sincerely.

At the foot of the mountain, monks from all over the country have gathered one after another, and almost all of these monks come from the city or town near the Taiji Gate.

Most of the so-called castles were built by families with a bit of power. Many of these families were too lazy to leave the gang or were expelled from the gang for a minor fault and established a place of their own.

As for the small town, most of them are composed of monks who are talented, have a very low level of cultivation, can't get along in the gang or are difficult to break through when they get older, and are not willing to go to the secular world to start a sect and be expelled from the gang.

Whether in the city or in the town, they are often the target of the newly formed gangs. In order to live a stable life, the monks in the city and town will also seek shelter from nearby gangs by offering money and goods.

As the saying goes, melons are not bad, although they do not want to stay in the gang or be expelled from the gang, but their descendants are not easy to say.

Not to mention that they were born in the realm of cultivating immortals, at least a heavy realm, let's just say that many of them are not bad in talent and are willing to join the gang. Therefore, many descendants in the city and small town will come from thousands of miles to participate in the annual disciple recruitment ceremony of Taijimen with the encouragement of their elders.

These people are men and women, and most of them are in groups of three or five, either sitting cross-legged and cultivating, or standing and lying down talking and laughing. There are also a small number of lone rangers with a sword in their hands, leaning alone against the surrounding trees, like a great knight.

However, all the monks have one thing in common compared to Wang Chengfeng, that is, they are dressed up. Except for Wang Chengfeng, who had half-length hair, a T-shirt and shorts in modern clothing, the other monks, both men and women, had long hair, tied up or scattered.

They looked at Wang Chengfeng's eyes, just like Chinese people saw foreigners in China ten years ago. The difference is that the eyes of these monks lack that kind of friendliness, like some city people looking at the countrymen, looking at Wang Chengfeng condescendingly, and some of the monks who are relatively gorgeously dressed still have a little bit of playfulness and disdain in their eyes.

Wang Chengfeng is also quite accustomed to it, after all, this is a world where the strong are respected. Moreover, he couldn't use his divine soul to probe the other monks in the vicinity here, which meant that most of the monks here had a higher level of cultivation than him.

When these monks look at Wang Chengfeng, they have one look, and when they look at Taiji Mountain, they have another look, which is full of longing and hope.

Suddenly, some monks scattered around Taiji Mountain in a figure of eight, and the monks who did not disperse also surrounded one after another, and at a glance, they knew that there was something amazing coming here.

"There are still six days before the Taiji Sect recruits disciples, and it shouldn't be the disciples of the Taiji Sect who come, so who can have such a big pomp?" Wang Chengfeng thought in his heart, he didn't mind the eyes of others looking at him, and surrounded him with the intention of watching the excitement.

"Look, it's a disciple of the Yellow Sand Gang here!" a young monk near Wang Chengfeng said to another monk, and his tone could not hide his envy for these people.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Huangsha Gang, no wonder there was such a big pomp!" After listening to the words of the monk nearby, Wang Chengfeng suddenly woke up.

Ye Tian told Wang Chengfeng that the Huangsha Gang and the Qingzhu Gang are the two affiliated gangs of the Taiji Sect, and although they can recruit disciples on their own, their main role is to take in those disciples who the Taiji Sect currently looks down on and feels that they have some potential.

After these disciples are taken in by the Huangsha Gang and the Qingzhu Gang, they can continue to participate in the annual recruitment ceremony of Taijimen next year.

Therefore, the Huangsha Gang and the Qingzhu Gang provide a large number of immortal cultivators for the Taiji Sect every year, and their disciples naturally have a certain status in the Taiji Sect.

"It's Elder Meng Bai who is leading the team this time!" suddenly, a monk couldn't help but shout.

Wang Chengfeng followed the prestige, and saw that the monk headed by the Yellow Sand Gang looked about forty years old, his black hair was thick, his majestic face hung with a half-finger-long beard, and his yellow robe also carried a lifelike scorpion pattern.

"And Hao Zhengjun!" another monk whispered to a young monk behind Elder Meng Bai.

This Hao Zhengjun is as his name suggests, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and very white skin, he simply stands out among all the disciples of the Huangsha Gang, and he shines very brightly in the sun.

"What is the origin of this Elder Mengbai?" Wang Chengfeng gently poked the monk beside him with his finger and asked in a low voice.

The monk who was asked by Wang Chengfeng was originally adoring, but when he looked at Wang Chengfeng, he was a little impatient and said, "I came from the countryside, even Elder Mengbai doesn't know." Elder Mengbai, his strength is definitely the top three existence of the Yellow Sand Gang, and he is the most potential among the strong people of the Yellow Sand Gang. Now he is not yet sixty years old, and he has reached the realm of the late stage of the spirit master. The high-level officials of the Taiji Sect had poached him many times and asked him to go to the Taiji Sect to enjoy higher cultivation resources, but he refused. ”

The monk paused for a moment and continued, "On weekdays, Elder Meng Bai has been in the Yellow Sand Gang for retreat and cultivation almost all the time, and he didn't want to go out of the customs today to personally escort the disciples of the Yellow Sand Gang over. ”

Wang Chengfeng could see that this time the Huangsha Gang attached great importance to the disciples of its subordinates who joined the Taiji Gate, and expected that something would definitely happen to the Taiji Gate, so he continued to ask: "What about Hao Zhengjun?"

"......" The monk was speechless for a while, and swallowed before he said: "Hao Zhengjun is the most potential genius of the Huangsha Gang since he established himself, he has reached the realm of the late stage of Lingwu at the age of eighteen this year, and his talent in cultivation is even better than that of Elder Mengbai. I heard that he had joined the Huangsha Gang for several years and had not come to participate in the recruitment ceremony of Taijimen, but he didn't expect to come this time. ”

"Hehe, he is indeed a genius!" Wang Chengfeng sighed.

"This breath...... Could it be that you, an early monk, also want to compare with Hao Zhengjun?" the monk laughed when he heard Wang Chengfeng's words, and his tone was full of disdain.

When he laughed, the people around him laughed too.

Wang Chengfeng's face was a little ugly, but he had been educated in the secular world since he was a child, so Wang Chengfeng's quality was much stronger than these people. And he didn't want to cause trouble when he first arrived, so he waited for the laughter to stop and asked the monk again: "Aren't the elders of Taiji Sect going to dig Hao Zhengjun?"

Since the Taiji Gate even Elder Mengbai dug it, how could Hao Zhengjun not dig it?

"It's not for the sake of training him, it is said that even the people of the five major families will send their geniuses to some small gangs to train, let alone Hao Zhengjun! Alas, I really don't know what those big people think!" the monk replied casually and sighed.

In his opinion, staying in the big family and big gang can get better resources to cultivate, which is beyond the reach of many monks, so he can't understand the reason.

But Wang Chengfeng understands that if a person stays in a smooth environment for a long time, if he encounters a thorny problem one day, he may run away from difficulties and finally become sluggish. On the other hand, if a person has been tossing and turning in endless setbacks, he will also give up on himself over time, so it is entirely possible for the people of the five major families to send the geniuses of their clan to the small gang to experience.

Wang Chengfeng wanted to ask a few more questions, but the monk didn't bother to answer and went to other places, so Wang Chengfeng didn't continue to ask other monks.

Besides, the Yellow Sand Gang came this time with a total of about 1,000 people, all of them wearing yellow robes and holding various weapons in their hands.

Interestingly, the eyes they looked at these monks were as disdainful as these monks looked at Wang Chengfeng, which made Wang Chengfeng's heart feel refreshed.

Although the nearby monks were angry, they only dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The Yellow Sand Gang was in the limelight on this side, and the crowd on the other side spread out like a tide, and thousands of young monks in green robes also walked up.

"The members of the Green Bamboo Gang are here, too!" shouted a monk not far away.