"Only, I hate Penglai's theory, and after I personally abolished the elder's martial arts, I set rules that the disciples of the Jade Emperor Palace in the inner sect should not have any contact with Penglai.

But brother, there is one thing that I have been hiding from you and other elders.”

Taoist Ziwei lowered her voice and said to the old Taoist:

"After my master passed away, I found some clues when I packed up my master's belongings. The master left a note to record that when he was young, he actually entered the fairy mountain and had the opportunity to encounter Penglai."

"That's true!"

When Chong and the old Taoist heard the secrets of this sect, they were so shocked that they widened their eyes. He looked at Huang Wusan, who turned around and looked at the master's spiritual card, and he said:

"Also, the cause of Master's death is suspicious. He said he was in seclusion, but he did not say that he wanted to be in seclusion. I remember clearly that before Master was in seclusion, he said that he had thirteen years of destiny.

But after seven days of retreat, he died suddenly in Daolu.

At that time, the elders checked repeatedly, but could not find the specific cause of death. It can only be said that the five decays of heaven and man had already arrived.

Now that I think about it, the story of Master’s death is not that simple.

Senior brother, Ren Hao, also asked me a question before his death."

Huang Wusang said softly:

"In the past few hundred years, Penglai Fairy Mountain has appeared in the world once in twenty years. Every time, people have received good fortune in immortals, but everyone only sees those people have good luck.

However, few people pay attention to the outcome of those who have great opportunities.

He asked me, do you really believe in the immortal mountains and immortal fate?

During these days, after returning to the Jade Emperor Palace, I thought about it and felt that Ren Hao had something to say, so I went to find some records in the sect, but found that anyone who had recorded the fate of gaining immortality was found.

Or die suddenly like a master.

Either you just do the next big thing and retire, but the traces are unknown, as if you disappear out of thin air.

Senior brother, there is something wrong with Penglai!

The reason why I have never paid attention to it is that someone deliberately covers this fact, and it has been covered up from hundreds of years ago until now."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

After counting breaths, Taoist Master Ziwei rubbed his fingers and said to the old Taoist:

"I have not recovered from my serious injury, and my inner demons are full of my heart. I cannot leave the Jade Emperor's top.

Senior brother, you will take Ling Su and others to Taihang this time. The search for secret treasures is secondary, and what I care more about is the Penglai secret affairs mentioned by Shen Qiu.

I have a feeling that all your doubts, the unsolved ones left by Ren Hao, can be answered in Taihang Mountains."

"good."

Chong and the old Taoist were not afraid of trouble, but when they saw the leader speak, they responded.

He was also very curious.

What exactly should Shen Qiu show them when he created such a big battle?

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Almost at the same time.

In Xiaoxiang, on Taiyue Mountain, Wuyang Zhenren is standing in front of the quiet courtyard on the top of the mountain.

The head of Chunyang Sect looked serious. He just sent the letter from Taihang and the secret scroll of the Immortal Sect that came with the letter to the small courtyard.

Waiting for Master’s response.

Although Wuyang Zhenren is the leader, everyone knows that this Dinghai Dinghai Sword Needle in Taiyue Mountain is now the best Taoist Chunyangzi.

However, Taoist Chancellor is old and has been in his prime for more than ten years. He has never left a secluded courtyard or entered the world.

"Wuyang."

An old but calm voice came from the yard, and Wuyang Zhenren immediately stood up straight.

"Go to Taihang."

The voice said:

"Take a talented disciple in the sect with you, be low-key and not attract attention. Don't participate in this matter that Chen Qiu planned.

Don't stop it.

This time, I don’t ask for secret treasures of the Immortal Sect. I just need to listen and watch more. If there is any danger, protect the disciples and return to Xiaoxiang.”

"Yes, Master, I understand."

The hot-tempered Wuyang Zhenren is as well-behaved as a child in front of this voice.

After Chunyangzi finished speaking, the head of the sect turned around and left. As soon as he took a few steps, he heard another sound behind him:

"Take my disciple Sun Dongfang with you."

"Master!"

Wuyang Zhenren turned around and shouted:

“I know you have always loved the East.

That evil is indeed talented, and it is a rude jade in the world. But he caused evil diseases in the world and his mood was scattered. If he did not correct it, he might have a demon in his heart in the future.

He was thinking about his mistakes in the mountains, how could he be so gentle?

If jade is not carved, it will not be a weapon, Master!"

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it with you!"

Chunyangzi's voice was stern, and he said:

"The world's drastic changes are right in front of you. Dongfang has the spiritual roots of Taoism. For him, disasters are also opportunities. After a hundred years of being a teacher, this Taiyue Mountain lineage still needs to be protected by Dongfang.

As for the matter of Longyang, since it has nothing to do with good or evil, let him go.

Wuyang, you are stubborn and oppressing again. The friendship between the master and the apprentice will not exist. Today, the teacher will set up a charter for you.

Five years later, Dongfang will take over as the head of the sect!"

Seeing that his always gentle master was angry, Wuyang Zhenren didn't dare to refute anymore and had to go down the mountain.

In the courtyard, Chun Yangzi, wearing a long linen clothes, was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, and on the table in front of him was the secret scroll of the Immortal Gate.

The old Taoist priest with white hair reached out and gently stroked the secret scroll.

"Click"

With a light sound, the Taihang Secret Scroll, which was secretly locked and no one could untie, easily dispersed in Chunyangzi's hands. Seeing the various secret techniques of immortals written in the scroll, the old Taoist priest's narrowed eyes were full of nostalgia.

Moving mountains and seas, roaming through the starry sky, the magic of immortals is all in it.

"Little kid, with the body of a mortal, he dares to plot against the immortal king, and he has the courage to do it!"

Junyangzi's eyes fell on the letter on the table.

He twisted his long beard and said softly:

"I just don't know, who is the old acquaintance who will be the one who came to the slums this time? Dongling, Hongchen, the fairy of the Mountain, or the old ancestor of Penglai?

The old Taoist has been quiet and thoughtful about moving these days. Should we take advantage of the opportunity to go out and have a walk?"

After a few breaths, he shook his head, closed his eyes, and his mind fell into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Forget it, it's not time yet.
Chapter completed!