Outside Jiuyin Mountain.

View under the purple smoke.

Zhuang Ming wore a white robe, turned his robe into a Taoist robe, dressed up as a Taoist, held his hair on his temples, held a fly whisk, and carried a sword on his back.

His trip was to find a way out for the Fox Clan.

And the way out is at Ziyan Temple.

But after all, the Fox Clan is an alien species from the Monster Clan.

If the person in charge of Ziyan Temple is extremely stubborn and believes that humans and monsters have different paths, does not distinguish between good and evil, does not care about interests, and only values ​​the difference between humans and monsters, then it will not be easy for him to succeed in this career.

Even if there is a falling out and the other party thinks that he is a fox demon, this trip may turn into a big war.

Zhuang Ming inherited the affection of the Fox Clan and came to Ziyan Temple to find a way out for the Fox Clan. For him, there is currently no real dragon in his body, and he cannot use the art of Shangyuan Fenshen to transform thoughts. This trip is still a bit difficult.

Risky.

So he pretended to be a wandering Taoist.

Even though Taoists act as they please, but they are both from Taoism, so relatively speaking, they will be treated a little less favorably.

Even if the matter cannot be negotiated, after all, they are both Taoist priests, so they will not attack him just because he is a Taoist and intercedes for the Fox clan.

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Ziyan Temple is famous all over the world and is the Immortal Sect of the world.

The branch Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain is full of incense and pious believers, seeking fortune-telling to resolve doubts and amulets to ward off disasters.

In the past, there were Taoist disciples who went down the mountain to slay demons, subdue spirits, and benefit all living beings.

As the ancestral palace of the Taoist sect, Ziyan Temple has a famous and upright sect, and its power is naturally extraordinary.

However, as the gate of Xianzong Mountain, the real Purple Smoke Temple is located high in the world, on the top of the mountain, which ordinary people cannot set foot on or disturb.

Zhuang Ming walked step by step and arrived at the foot of the Ziyan Temple.

Even if there were disciples guarding the mountain, they would stop him.

"Who is coming?"

"I am too weak to be honest. I would like to see the true master of your sect."

"oh?"

The sixteen disciples guarding the mountain looked at each other in confusion.

They don't know where the person is coming from, so they can't easily offend him.

But how can a person like his own leader be seen by just any cultivator who comes and asks to see him?

Even though Zhuang Ming could understand what they were thinking, with a wave of his hand and a movement of his palm, his energy and blood immediately set off a violent wind, rolling in all directions with unparalleled power. It came thousands of miles away and blew the trees on the mountain peak.

The wind reaches thousands of miles, how strong is it?

However, within this thousand-mile distance, such a strong wind did not destroy any grass or trees within the scope of Ziyan Temple, but only blew the trees thousands of miles away.

Among the sixteen Shoushan disciples, there are fifteen Daoyin-level disciples, but the leading disciple is also a real person at the Jindan level. Even though this skill is mysterious and unpredictable, it is higher than what a real Jindan person should be.

superior.

"Great monk Zhenxuan?"

The leading disciple was shocked and hurriedly saluted and said: "I don't know the identity of the True Lord, so I have been negligent. I hope that the True Lord will forgive me."

Zhuang Ming didn't get angry either. He was not someone who got angry easily. What's more, this time he was seeking cooperation or even asylum. He wouldn't do it because he felt that these sixteen disciples guarding the mountain had neglected him, a great monk of the Zhenxuan series.

, and showed any dissatisfaction, he immediately smiled and said: "It's okay, please let me know."

The leader of the disciples guarding the mountain immediately tilted his head and ordered: "Go quickly to report that there is a great monk Zhenxuan coming to visit."

Two disciples guarding the mountain responded immediately, turned around and walked away along the stone steps.

They have a method of summons.

But passing through the stone steps is not just a message.

This is a warning.

After all, the person who came was a great monk of the Zhenxuan level.

Moreover, these sixteen disciples guarding the mountain are really unfathomable and they don’t know how powerful they are.

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After all, Ziyan Temple is a famous and upright sect, and it is also a major sect of the Immortal Sect, with thorough etiquette.

When the Supreme Elder with Zhenxuan level appeared at the foot of the mountain, he came to greet him.

The visitor has an ancient appearance, is wearing a gray Taoist robe, and has an extraordinary bearing.

But in Zhuang Ming's eyes, the great elder of the Fox clan seemed to have more of an air of immortality than the gray-robed old Taoist.

"Old Taoist Xuan Qian, I have met my Taoist friend." The old Taoist in gray robe saluted.

"I am a poor Taoist. I have met my Taoist friend." Zhuang Ming returned the greeting.

"I wonder where Youxian Mountain is?" Old Taoist Xuan Qian asked.

"The poor Taoist came from the east and wanted to visit the Taoist ancestral court, but he passed by Jiuyin Mountain and formed a fate. This time he asked to see the leader of your sect, it is related to this matter." Zhuang Ming did not mince words, and immediately

Come on.

"Oh?" Old Taoist Xuan Qian stroked his beard slightly and said, "What kind of fate has your Taoist friend formed?"

"The grace of saving my life." Zhuang Ming sighed and said, "In order to repay this kindness, I went all the way. This time I came to find the leader of your sect, and I also want to provide an opportunity to Ziyan Temple."

"Fellow Taoist, have you given me an opportunity at Ziyan Temple?" Old Taoist Xuan Qian looked strange, with a slightly wary look in his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

Zhuang Ming reached into his arms and took out a bottle of Jiuyin Spring.

Thanks to the trust of the great elder of the Fox clan and the special gift of Jiuyin Spring, he was able to win the trust of others.

If not, there is no basis for what he says, and Zhuang Ming will have to put in a lot of effort.

In fact, if the great elder of the Fox clan did not take the initiative to hand over the Jiuyin Spring to him at that time, it would be difficult for him, Zhuang Ming, to do so, otherwise he would be suspected of absconding with the treasure.

With this thought in mind, he handed over Jiuyin Spring.

Old Taoist Xuan Qian reached out and took it, his expression slightly changed.

This small jade bottle contains extremely rich spiritual energy.

"This thing is full of spiritual energy and is conducive to practice. After one sip, it is comparable to a high-grade spiritual elixir. It is most effective for ordinary disciples. It is also quite useful even for great monks of the Zhenxuan level. Moreover, when refining the elixir,

If you add a drop of spiritual spring, not only will the five elements of the elixir not be unbalanced, but it will also make the elixir even better."

Zhuang Ming chuckled and said, "The same goes for refining treasures."

Xuan Qian nodded slightly and said: "This spiritual spring is really good, but no matter how good it is, if there is only one bottle of spiritual spring, it is only comparable to a bottle of high-grade spiritual elixir, and it cannot be said to be too precious."

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "How can I be so petty when I give this opportunity to a poor Taoist? Right now, this spiritual spring is just a greeting gift, so that your sect will not underestimate the wonderful use of this spring water... It should be noted that this time the poor Taoist gave me something other than a gift.

A bottle of spiritual spring should be a spiritual spring."

Xuan Qian was suddenly startled and said: "A spiritual spring?"

Zhuang Ming nodded and said: "I have a spring in the poor Taoist, with an endless supply. Currently, I have accumulated ten thousand bottles, and can produce one bottle every day. With such a spiritual spring, do you think it is precious?"

Xuan Qian's heart was slightly shaken and he looked in disbelief.

A bottle of spiritual spring is certainly not vulgar, but it cannot be said to be precious.

If it were Ten Thousand Bottles of Spiritual Spring, it would be a huge benefit that even Ziyan Temple should pay attention to.

Moreover, there is an endless stream of spring water, and the water flows slowly, producing one bottle every day, which is very impressive over the years.

If this is true, this can almost be regarded as the natural foundation of an Immortal Sect.

For an ordinary sect to obtain such a spiritual spring, it has great prospects.

And for a vast immortal sect like Ziyan Temple, it is enough to bring the sect's heritage to a higher level.

This type of spring water is good for cultivation, elixir refining, and treasure refining, and can greatly assist the development of this vast Immortal Sect.

"Seriously?" Xuan Qian looked strange, and his tone couldn't help but sink.

"I have come here in person to ask to see the leader of your sect. Do my fellow Taoists think that I am just here to entertain Ziyan Temple?" Zhuang Ming did not get angry. He bowed and said, "This matter is important, so I hope to see your sect."

Let me teach you and discuss this matter in detail."

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me to climb the mountain." Xuan Qian's tone immediately became very polite, and he extended his hand as an invitation.

"Fellow Taoist, please!" Zhuang Ming also greeted him politely and joined in the invitation.

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist."

Immediately, the two of them became friends as if they had been friends for many years. They chatted happily and walked up the stairs.
Chapter completed!