Chapter 70 The masters gather to receive the heavenly view
The disciples of the two views around them all whispered, and their eyes were different when they looked at Xie Mingzhou, and the Daoist of Benzhi even said: "Fellow Daoist, you are really a good means. ”
On that day, he fought with Xie Mingzhou, and he was injured after only comparing his fists and feet, and he had also seen him draw talismans in the void, but he didn't know that the means of this void formation were also so powerful.
Xie Mingzhou didn't look too flamboyant at this time, he smiled slightly and said: "It's just a small way, how can it withstand such praise from Taoist friends?"
Since the competition is over, Fuwei Zhenren beckoned everyone to return to their seats and continue to drink, although this fruit wine is wine, but there is no taste of wine, and there is no drunkenness when the stomach is full, so they simply disperse the banquet, and everyone is at will.
Xie Mingzhou said a few more words to Hua Jin Zhenren, then he and Benzhi slowly walked out of the room, and as soon as they walked to the door, Hejing Yanxuan and other disciples all stood up and shouted: "Third uncle, senior" "Senior uncle, senior".
That Yan Xuan stepped forward, bowed to the chief inspector, and said with a blushing face: "Senior, I was rude just now, and please don't care about it." ”
Xie Mingzhou didn't care about it, he shook his hand and said, "What's this? It's a common thing to learn from each other, and Taoist friends don't have to mind." ”
The disciples of Benzhi and the Immortal Concept were also familiar with each other, and at this time he interjected and said: "Qingxi Daoyou was merciful at the beginning, I'm afraid that it only took five points of strength, otherwise how could you still stand here?"
In fact, how can there be five points of strength, and even three points of strength are not enough, but this matter is not easy to say clearly, Xie Mingzhou smiled and said: "Daoyou has won the award." ”
"Fellow Daoist, you really haven't married Jin Dan, why is your skill so powerful?" Ben Zhi talked to him more casually.
"I used to be about to complete the Jindan, but I fell for the traitor and plotted to break the Jindan, so I started practicing from scratch, but I didn't know that the blessing of misfortune was more powerful. Xie Mingzhou briefly explained the reason, so as not to be entangled in this matter.
The disciples were even more impressed when they heard this, not to mention that he cultivated to the golden pill at a young age, that is, he started again after breaking the gong, and now he is much more powerful than them, this is not a matter of talent and qualification, and the fate of the mind is incredible.
Benzhi had never heard him say this, and he couldn't help but be curious at this time, and hurriedly asked the reason, Xie Mingzhou brought together the things such as fighting with the ghost king and Wu Dequan's poisoning, and of course the inheritance was omitted.
Only then did everyone know that he still had this ordeal, but it was really a blessing in disguise.
He Jing and the others knew that he was a person with real skills, and they did not have the previous dissatisfaction.
In fact, at this time, most of the disciples who practiced in the deep mountain Taoist temple were quite good, and the Taoist sect was already strict in accepting disciples, coupled with the isolation from the world, they were surrounded by teachers and fellow disciples, and they had not seen the deception in the red world, and their minds must be relatively simple.
There is only that big sect, and it is different when there are more people, "there are hundreds of people, all kinds of people", and there are all kinds of birds when the forest is big, so it's another matter.
In a flash, it was almost the day of Fuwei's real person's birthday, and in the past two days, Xie Mingzhou, Fuwei and Hua Jin have been arguing, and they are also amazed by his attainments in the formation talisman.
It's not good to say much about the exercises, the practice is different, so it's good to talk about long things at will.
The disciples of the two views gradually became familiar with him, and the two disciples of Hejing and Benzhi came to him to ask him for advice on the difficulties of the Dao Law, which should have consulted the master's opinion.
Since this morning, there have been masters from all over the world with disciples, and the disciples of Tianguan are very busy, and the disciples of Changshengguan are not idle, and they are busy greeting guests with tea and water.
Xie Mingzhou was also pulled outside the door to greet the guests, originally he didn't want to come, but Ben Zhi Daoren instigated: "This is the time to meet the masters, why don't you go?"
Thinking about it, the purpose of coming is to get to know Jindan masters, and this opportunity cannot be missed.
Xie Mingzhou and Ben Zhi stood on one side of the three brothers, followed by three or four generations of disciples, every time a guest came, Ben Zhi would introduce Xie Mingzhou, and then the disciples behind would bring them into the temple to serve tea, and the important ones were personally received by Fuwei Zhenren.
At noon, the guests had already arrived, most of them were masters from various branches of the Quanzhen Sect, and these Jindan masters knew at a glance that Xie Mingzhou had not yet formed a Jindan, and they couldn't help but feel contempt in their hearts, but they were old and refined, and they would not be easily shown on their faces.
After a while, a few more nuns came, but it was Hengshan Dingyue Shitai, Emei Shoushan Shitai and their proud disciples, and they also led them to see Fuwei Zhenren.
In the evening, there were no guests coming, and several people were about to close the door, but they saw a green bald head flashing out of the canyon, and there were nine ring scars on it, which seemed to be a real monk.
Ben Ming Daoist said in a low voice: "This is Puwei Zen Master, the abbot of Puji Temple, and it is the true inheritance of the Holy Lotus Palace. Then he stepped forward to greet him.
Xie Mingzhou took a closer look, but this monk was not on the path of Neidan, but the divine light flashed between the opening and closing of his eyes, and his skill did not seem to be under the real person of Fuwei.
At this point, the door was closed, and two or three hundred guests came today, but they couldn't live in the Taoist temple, but more than a dozen tents had already been set up in the flat place behind the view, and three or four generations of disciples lived there, but it was crowded when the iftar was eaten.
Coming in, Fuwei Zhenren was in the main house behind the main hall to accompany all the Jindan masters, and when he saw Xie Mingzhou, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned him to go over to the dozen or so real people: "This is Chen Lu's ancestor Qingxi Daoyou, don't look at his young age, but his skills are profound, and his skills are exquisite, especially for the formation with extraordinary insights, it is necessary to introduce them to Taoist friends." ”
In addition to a few Buddhist disciples sitting here, all of them are Jindan masters, and they have seen it outside the door just now, but at this time, Fuwei real people are introduced one by one, and everyone feels different about him.
Under the Quanzhen Sect, there are Gongru Zhenren of the Mixed Yuan Kunlun Sect, Kaixuan Zhenren of the Huashan Sect, Zhenyuan Zhenren of the Wudang Sect, Jinghe Zhenren of the Suishan Sect, Yuntai Zhenren of the Nanwu Sect and Baojue Zhenren of the Jinshan Sect.
Under the Zhengyi Sect, there are Zhengyi Chengde Zhenren, Maoshan Zhengxin Zhenren, and Lingbao Chengfu Zhenren.
Several temples such as Buddhism Zhenjing Temple and Zhaoding Temple also came to the masters, but they couldn't figure out their cultivation realm, but they could become the guests of Fuwei Zhenren, and they wouldn't be far behind.
Xie Mingzhou, under the guidance of Fuwei Zhenren, gave these masters a salute again, and only finished when the chief was quite impatient.
It's not that he doesn't even have this patience, but there are a few of them, when he talks to him with the attitude of his own children and grandchildren, and even pats him on the shoulder affectionately, he feels a little impatient, not that he doesn't need the love of others, but that the hypocrisy is written on his face.
I don't need this kind of hypocritical, pretending to be approachable.