Chapter 215: Qianyang Sect's Headmaster, Taiyin Tianzhenxian
"My brother is unwilling to practice?"
Feng Qing'an was stunned for a moment when he heard about this for the first time, but then he reacted and didn't care. It didn't matter whether his elder brother practiced cultivation or not, because killing gods and demons was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
Now the only one who could withstand his eldest brother's sword and survive was the old City God who was still fighting with the Dragon Monk in the sky.
Although we don't know the specific details, we roughly know that the old city god was implicated by his descendants. He did nothing wrong and even had merits.
That's why he was not killed by his eldest brother's sword. Otherwise, Feng Qing'an would have suspected that the City God he saw this time might have been a new one who took office in the past two years.
"That's his business, it has nothing to do with me. But I have a heart to practice and seek the truth!"
As soon as these words were spoken, many Taoist monks stopped watching the fun and gathered around. Even the monks who were chanting scriptures with their heads down to reduce their presence came a few steps closer.
However, under the pressure of the concerted gazes of many Taoist monks, he kept a distance and did not dare to get too close for fear of being beaten.
"Young Master, do you really want to practice Taoism? My Beichen Sect's Secret Records of the Twelve Yuanchen Points to the Pure Yang Avenue, and it contains the supreme secret method of practicing the Twelve Yuanchen Dharma!"
The elder of Beichen Sect started to promote his own sect's methods to Feng Qing'an again. His eager expression made Feng Qing'an feel inexplicably familiar with him.
"Go away, stay away. How dare you say that your broken secret record points directly to Pure Yang? Your ancestors haven't even cultivated it, right? And you're still talking about cultivating the Twelve Dharma Aspects together? How dare you brag!
Has anyone in your Beichen sect ever mastered it? I heard that one person mastered three Dharma images, but he couldn't even survive the final calamity of becoming an immortal and turned into ashes!"
No one present at this moment gave the elder of Beichen Sect any respect. Someone immediately spoke up and belittled what he had just boasted about.
"How can you say such shameless words with your red lips and white teeth? My Beichen Sect has the supreme secret book, but no cultivator with extraordinary qualifications. I think this young man has the talent to cultivate my sect's righteous law to the pure yang !"
Hearing being slandered and belittled like that, the old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face, who looked like an immortal, blushed and pulled out a jade sword from his sleeve, as if he was ready to fight with the man on the spot.
"If any of you had achieved what you said, I wouldn't have said this. But who has achieved it? Even your ancestors couldn't do it. God knows what you got from the so-called Yuanchen Immortal Palace. You don't even know if the so-called supreme law is complete!"
The Taoist who started to belittle others was also fearless. Originally, such words that exposed people's shortcomings should not be said to their faces. Once such words were spoken, they would make enemies with the people.
But at the moment, he could not care about so many things. After all, the practice of Beichen Sect sounded really impressive. In fact, it did have some remarkable advantages, but at most, it was just two or three aspects of the practice. It was not that exaggerated.
"You, Taoist Yuzhang, I thought of you as my close friend, but you slandered my Beichen Sect like this. Today I will sever my ties with you. Come, fight me and see who is better. Let's see whether the secret book of my Beichen Sect is mysterious or the magical power of your Yuling Palace is vast!"
"It's just a battle of magic. I don't know how powerful you are yet. I don't have time to play around with you right now. Sir, in my Yuling Palace, there are three methods and seven chapters, all of which are the orthodox methods of earthly immortals, pointing directly to the great way!"
“How dare you show off your Earthly Immortal Technique? In my Shenxiao Sect, we have the Shenxiao Jiangque Heavenly Thunder Method, which is a pure Yang method verified by many ancestors!”
At this time, a rather arrogant voice sounded, and a middle-aged Taoist with an unremarkable appearance walked out with his head held high. The concealing magic on his body faded away, and he was seen wearing a purple jade robe and holding a string of purple gold bells in his hands. As he walked, lightning arcs exploded, and many cultivators retreated and made way.
"Huh! Is the Shenxiao Sect so great?"
But at this moment, the old beggar who had been holding Feng Qingan's wrist and refused to let go snorted coldly and stopped pretending. He turned his head and looked at Feng Qingan. His face was no longer smiling, but looked extremely serious.
"Boy, I have to clarify one thing for you. I am not some nameless wild cultivator. I am one of the nine supreme masters of Qianyang Sect, and I am in charge of Mingluan Blessed Land. If you want to practice Taoism, you can join my Qianyang Sect. It will never be wrong!"
"this……"
Feng Qing'an was stunned by the sudden change in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment. After he said that he wanted to practice cultivation, all the Taoist monks present became enthusiastic towards him.
No matter who he is, it seems that as long as he is willing, he can get the best inheritance of his sect, and even all the resources for cultivation can be opened to him, and he can have whatever he wants.
"Qianyang Sect's Supreme Master? Daoist friend, how come I have never seen this face before?"
The Taoist from the Shenxiao Sect stared at the old beggar for a few seconds, then sneered.
"Your vision is not even as good as this kid's, and you dare to come out to represent the Shenxiao Sect?"
The old beggar sneered, and then took off his disguise, revealing his jade hairpin, golden crown, and talisman robe. This dazzling aura immediately revealed his identity.
"Yonghe Shangzhen?!"
Obviously, the old beggar's identity is quite respected even in Nanhua Continent. The moment his true appearance was revealed, the Taoist priest of Shenxiao Sect, who had been walking with his head held high and seemed a bit arrogant, suddenly became sluggish, and a bit of respect appeared on his face, but more of it was unwillingness.
"It's good that you recognized me. I was a little worried that my reputation was not famous enough. Now that you have recognized me, it's easy to deal with. You can either stand aside and watch, or go and ask a divine being to come over. You, little guy, are not qualified to call me a brother!"
The old beggar, who had revealed his identity, enjoyed the changes in the looks of the monks around him. His disguise was not so sophisticated that he could not deceive everyone, but he could deceive most and achieve the effect he wanted.
"Please do not make hasty decisions, young master. When it comes to cultivation and choosing a school, it is related to your path, so please be careful!"
After hearing what Taoist Yonghe said, the Taoist from Shenxiao Sect did not dare to be presumptuous and just spoke to Feng Qingan with deep feelings.
Then, without waiting for the old beggar to attack, he turned into a ray of lightning and rushed towards the gate of the underworld. It was obvious that he was going back to ask for help. As for the fight above his head, he decided not to watch it.
"Humph, you can run pretty fast!"
Looking at the lightning that had disappeared, Taoist Yonghe loosened his hands from his sleeves. If the Taoist had not run fast, he would have given the guy who tripped him a good blow. He made a note of this little thing and would take revenge when he had the chance. Now he should focus on more important things.
"This old man is right. If you want to practice cultivation, you should be careful in choosing a school!"
Taoist Master Yonghe, who had changed his appearance and had some of the demeanor of a Taoist master, looked at Feng Qing'an. He did not deny what the Taoist master of the Shenxiao Sect had just said. After all, compared with the Taoist master, the Qianyang Sect was just as good, and there was no question of who was stronger or weaker.
"But my Qianyang Sect, in this Nanhua Continent, I dare not say that it is the best Taoist sect, but it is also ranked among the top three Xuan sects. If you are willing to join the Qianyang Sect, I can make the decision and let you worship under my ancestor and be on the same level as my nine great masters."
The old beggar did not tell Feng Qing'an how many direct Dao cultivation methods their Qianyang Sect had. He only talked about the status of their sect in Nanhua Continent, but then he became a little unserious.
"Even if you want to be the headmaster, I can also connect with a few fellow apprentices to push you up and make my brother step down!"
"Master?"
Hearing these obviously wrong words, Feng Qing'an's expression couldn't help but become a little strange. In Nanhua Continent, which is one of the most important Taoist sects, how could the position of the headmaster be changed so easily?
But if even the head master can come, then all the cultivation methods and resources of Qianyang Sect will naturally be open to him and he can use them as he pleases. Perhaps this is what the old beggar wanted to express?
"What do you think? Or why not consider the other sects that are not much different from my Qianyang Sect? No matter what, they can't offer more conditions than I offer!"
Yong He Shangzhen smiled without any psychological barriers, even offering the position of the next headmaster of his own sect as a condition.
Even though he had been honored, his demeanor had not changed in any essential way from the way he had just been in the City God's main hall, with his mouth full of grease.
"Master Yonghe, if your words were to get out, I'm afraid it would inevitably cause a stir. There are more than a thousand Taoist sects in Nanhua Continent, and I'm afraid there will be many masters who will not accept it!"
The beautiful female cultivator with an elegant temperament spoke at this moment. Behind her, several female cultivators of different shapes and sizes with different temperaments appeared.
"Not convinced? Then let's fight. I'm not strong in other aspects, but I love fighting!"
The old beggar said with a smile, not caring about such words at all, but staring at the female cultivator who spoke.
"What? You little girl, do you have a problem with what I just said? Do you want to ask the old Taoist for some advice on behalf of your Taiyintian?"
"The senior has already survived two heavenly tribulations, how can a junior be his opponent? I just want to tell this young master that my mother has recently descended to the mortal world and has returned to the cave heaven to rest for a while. If you are willing to go, I can introduce you to my mother and ask you to become her disciple!"
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As soon as these words came out, almost all the cultivators present, including the monks, looked at this beautiful female cultivator with horrified expressions. Even the old beggar couldn't stand it anymore. He stared at this pretty female cultivator again and again, but he couldn't remember who she was, so he bowed his hands.
"Please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but I wonder which true immortal the Honored Mother is?"
"My mother's Taoist name is Taisu, you may not have heard of it!"
"Taishu Shangzhen?"
The old beggar opened his mouth slightly and looked at the dignified and virtuous female cultivator as if he was looking at some incomprehensible existence.
"How could I not have heard of it? When I was young and entered Qianyang Sect to practice Taoism, I saw your mother discussing Taoism with the former headmaster. At that time, I was just a Qi Condensation cultivator who cultivated true qi. I also benefited a lot from it. But I didn't expect that the Supreme Master back then has now become an immortal in heaven and even has a daughter!"
"So the senior and my mother have such a connection!"
The graceful and elegant female cultivator nodded.
"What is this?"
Suddenly, he ran into a cultivator with such a terrifying origin. Even though his cultivation level was higher than that of the other party, the old beggar did not dare to act rashly. The other party's mother had gone to the lower world, and if there was a real need, this distance would be nothing.
"What do you think, sir?"
As for a Supreme True Immortal, the female cultivator, who was the legitimate daughter of a True Immortal, obviously did not care much. She looked at Feng Qing'an. As long as the young man nodded, she could really introduce him to her mother. Even if her mother was already an immortal, she would not refuse such a talented person.
"Well, kid, I'm not blocking your future, but you should think carefully about becoming my disciple. There are many true immortal ancestors in my Qianyang Sect. Wait for me to go back, burn some incense, and invite a few ancestors to come down. It won't be too late for you to decide. What do you think?"
The old Taoist looked at Feng Qing'an who had an expressionless face and said embarrassedly.
Compared with becoming a disciple of a true immortal, the conditions he just put forward were like a joke and there was no comparison at all.
"Senior, just make your own decision. You don't need to ask for my opinion. I won't make a hasty decision!"
Feng Qing'an, who had been somewhat numbed by the sudden change, nodded slightly and responded.
He couldn't understand why he had become so popular. Could it be that the Hun Tian Jade prepared for him by Donghuang had lost its function?
That wouldn't be as exaggerated as it is now, and anyone could see through him. But if that were the case, he couldn't understand for a moment why such a change had occurred?
The position of the headmaster of the Qianyang Sect, one of the best sects in Nanhua Continent, is vacant. If the immortal from Taiyin Heaven descends to the earth, can he be accepted as a disciple? There is also the Shenxiao Sect, which is not much worse. We can also look forward to it. The conditions they offer are probably not much worse.
The surprise came so suddenly that Feng Qing'an found it difficult to adapt for a while, but even so, Feng Qing'an was not overwhelmed.
He wanted to find out the root cause of this. What was the reason? His intuition told him that this matter was most likely related to his brother, and he was just receiving a favor from his brother.
At this time, Feng Qing'an ignored the Pure Yang Tribulation that he had brought down that year. Although he was the one who brought down the tribulation, that tribulation did not affect him from beginning to end. Even the heavenly punishment that fell was completely blocked by a certain king.
"Yes, it is better to consider this matter carefully!"
Yonghe Shangzhen nodded repeatedly. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the absence of the other families to quickly recruit this second young master who wanted to practice cultivation into his own family. If he could get one, it would be the best.
But who would have thought that a true immortal daughter of Taiyintian would get involved. No matter how high his status was, he could not compare with her, not to mention that her own mother had descended to the mortal world. Even the head of Taiyintian had to obey his orders.
"Senior, my mother also gave you some pointers in the past!"
The female cultivator Taiyin looked at the old Taoist with a dim gaze.
The behavior of this old Taoist was essentially no different from that of the Taoist from Shenxiao Sect who left in a hurry.
"I have always remembered the kindness of Master Tai Su in giving lectures, but there were more than 10,000 disciples of the Qianyang Sect who listened to his lectures back then, and I was insignificant among them. Your mother doesn't even remember a nobody like me!"
Being stared at by such a gaze, even Master Yonghe's face was a little embarrassed. Of course, he was more afraid of the other party's mother who had already gone to the lower world. If the other party came here in person, then their families would really have no chance to fight.
Even if he burned incense and reported to the ancestors, it would take time for them to respond. Although he didn't know where those immortals who had ascended to heaven had gone or what they were doing, he knew one thing.
The immortals are very busy!
