The old man An Jingguo nodded and sighed softly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu said, "You are busy, you can go to Mount Tai to see the situation."

"Okay, please trouble you."

"It's true."

Zhao Yu smiled, his thoughts moved, and ripples rippled all over his body, dissipating in the space.

...

Dongshan Province, Mount Tai.

Mount Tai, which was once crowded, was deserted at this time. The fully armed army set up a long cordon and blocked all entrances of Mount Tai.

At the foot of the mountain, a huge black portal stands, with cold black mist swaying around the portal, and gloomy howling often comes from the portal.

In the open space not far away, a group of monks wearing Taoist robes or cassocks gathered together, as if discussing something.

"Just just now, the existence of the subduing phoenix will arrive soon. What do you think?" An old Taoist with a boyish face looked at the people around him and spoke.

This old Taoist is the contemporary head of Longhu Mountain, and his Taoist name is Mingyu.

"Amitabha, I hope this senior can solve the problem of the Ghost Gate." An old monk with a bitter face spoke.

"Oh, in my opinion, this senior probably won't do anything to this gate of hell." A middle-aged Taoist priest carrying a long sword spoke.

"Why did fellow Taoist Qing Yanzi say this?"

"There is only half a year to recover the spiritual energy. Even if this senior has realized the three thousand Taoist sects, he will never be able to enter the realm of the earthly immortals. How can he do this gate of hell? Don't forget the situation of the old master." Qing Yanzi sighed and said.

Taoist Master Qing Yanzi, the Sword Elder of Shushan Sword Sect, is considered the second-rate figure. His cultivation level reaches the late stage of the second level and can rank at the forefront among many cultivators.

When all the monks heard this, their faces were all heavy.

The old master of heaven is one of the two people with the highest cultivation level of the two sects of Taoism and Buddha. In January this year, he killed the chaotic ghosts in the demon city, and his aura dissipated, causing the heavenly tribulation. He finally succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and attained the Immortal Fruit of Taoism.

The day before yesterday, the gate of ghosts first appeared, and hundreds of ghosts walked at night, causing trouble to the world.

At the first moment, the old master of Longhu Mountain and the Master of Buddhist Death Wen took action at the same time to suppress all the ghosts.

At the critical moment, several third-level ghosts surged out of the gates of hell and sneaked into the unprepared old master. Fortunately, Master Kuwen saved the old master at the critical moment and escaped calmly under the cover of the military.

Otherwise, the old master would probably become the first fallen Taoist immortal.

That night, hundreds of ghosts raged and blood stained Mount Tai. If the ghosts in the third realm were not subject to some kind of restraint and could not leave the gates of hell too far, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I wonder if you fellow practitioners still remember the pressure that looked like a god and man six days ago." A middle-aged Taoist priest with clear light surging around him spoke.

This Taoist priest is the head of Wudang Mountain Taocheng, and is also the only second-level great perfection among the many Taoist sects.

"President Ziyuan, do you know some inside story?" Taoist Qing Yanzi seemed to have a sword light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Taoist Ziyuan and said.

Taoist Master Ziyuan shook his head: "I dare not make a conclusion now."

Just as the monks were talking, ripples suddenly rippled in the void, and then they saw Zhao Yu, wearing a white robe, stepping out of the void with the sun and moon divine light.

The monks on the ground were stunned when they saw Zhao Yu's appearance. They obviously did not expect that Zhao Yu would walk out of the void directly.

"My fellow Taoists, Zhao Yu is polite." Zhao Yu saw the monks on the ground at a glance, and his figure flashed onto the ground, pinched Ziwu Jue with his hands and performed a Taoist etiquette towards everyone.

"I have met Senior Zhao." A monk did not dare to neglect and saluted Zhao Yu.

In the third realm, Taoism is called human immortals and Buddhism is called arhats. Being able to control the power of heaven and earth has surpassed the mortal world, so the monks naturally dare not be rude.

"You fellow Taoists don't need to be polite. Zhao Yu is just a casual cultivator. He will communicate more with you in the future."

The monks were flattered and dared not even dare to do so.

"Everyone, let's talk about the situation at this Ghost Gate." Zhao Yu said to everyone.

The monks looked at each other, and then the head of Wudang Taoist Master Ziyuan coughed lightly and said, "Cough cough, this is the case for senior..."

Master Ziyuan said a long story short. In about three minutes, he told Zhao Yu about the specific situation of the Ghost Gate.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly as he looked at his monks.

"There will not be any abnormal movement during the day at the Gate of Ghost. Let's take me to see the injured old master and Master Kuwen first." Zhao Yu said.

Master Longhu Mountain, Taoist Mingyu said, "Senior, please follow me. Master Tian and Master Kuwen are healing in the hotel in Taishan Service Area."

"Hotel of Taishan Service Area? Let's go." Zhao Yu nodded, put one hand on Taoist Mingyu's shoulder, and then turned into a clear light and fled towards the Taishan Service Area not far away.

In place, a kind of Buddhist monk looked at each other, without saying a word, and flew towards the Taishan service area.

The Taishan Service Area Hotel is already filled with monks from various Taoist ancestry, and there are heavy troops outside the gate.

A clear light flashed, and then the figures of Zhao Yu and the head of Ming Yu appeared at the door of the hotel. Many monks passing by looked over.

"Have you met Master Mingyu (Uncle)" Many little Taoist priests and shamans saluted Taoist Mingyu.

Zhao Yu was too lazy to say more: "Mr. Mingyu, lead the way, I'll go and meet the old master."

Master Mingyu suddenly realized and finally came to his senses.

"Senior, please follow me." Master Mingyu said politely, and then took Zhao Yu into the hotel.

Leave the disciples of the two sects who look at each other below.

"Just, I read it right? Master Mingyu actually gave the younger tribute to that young man?" A female Taoist priest with an elegant temperament looked a little cute.

"Maybe, the one who was just now was a secluded senior in the cultivation world. He could not judge people by his appearance." A young monk who was a little older warned to the cute junior sister beside him.

The cute junior sister nodded hurriedly: "What the eldest brother said is that Qingyu has lost his words."

...

Taoist Master Mingyu led Zhao Yu to a room on the top floor.

"Senior, the old master is healing his wounds inside." Master Mingyu spoke.

Zhao Yu nodded, then said, "Old Master, Zhao Yu asks for a meeting."

As he said that, Zhao Yu slightly released a trace of his own aura, the aura of the third realm.

The electronic door of the hotel actually opened automatically, and then the voice of the master came from the old man.

"Fellow Taoist is here, I am in a hurry to welcome you." The voice was a little faint, it seemed that the old master was seriously injured.

Zhao Yu laughed and said, "The old master is so serious."

As he said that, Zhao Yu raised his foot and walked into the room.
Chapter completed!