Chapter 74 Guandadao has a profound foundation and Jianxi's prosperity is amazing

Gu Qingyuan was stepping on the clouds, but felt that it was too slow, so he raised his divine light. Although it was not as good as the legendary golden light that flew across the ground and the method of using the tendon cloud, it was much faster than this method of flying in the clouds.

After walking like this for more than ten days, they finally saw the Dadao Temple in the distance.

The Sanshang Sect is a large and powerful sect, so it is naturally not comparable to the demon cultivator Zifu who is trapped in one place in the Xumi Sea.

A majestic mountain stands tall, piercing the sky, surrounded by white clouds. This is the main peak.

There are more than a dozen huge mountains guarding it nearby, with spiritual energy flowing through and rising up. It is clearly a fairy mountain that has been refined for who knows how long, and every blade of grass and every tree is shining.

You can vaguely see some disciples walking on the clouds to gather spiritual energy and breathe in magic power, while there are also disciples taking care of the spiritual fields, and the medicine fields are sparkling with colorful lights.

It focuses on quality rather than quantity. Although it is not as grand as the island formed into a continent by the purple mansions of the demon cultivators, its inner foundation is much higher.

Gu Qingyuan quickly got off the car and walked up the mountain, as guests should know the etiquette.

The mountain gate was not far away, and there were two gatekeepers in white standing on both sides. The gatekeeper on the left was not arrogant when he saw Gu Qingyuan coming to visit, and stepped forward to greet him.

"Hello, fellow Taoist. I wonder why you are visiting me." The gatekeeper said.

"Hello, fellow Taoist. I'm here to visit an old friend." Gu Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Being under the jurisdiction of a large sect and at the gate of the mountain, he was afraid that another rebellious person would come and start with a disdainful look and then find fault with him, for fear that others would not know his authentic identity.

It's not that he was afraid of him, but Gu Qingyuan was arrogant to the gatekeeper, and he pretended to be arrogant and got slapped in the face, which led to some elders scolding him. He then explained that he was an old friend of the second generation of immortals, Sande, and he was a little annoyed by the drama of being arrogant at first and respectful later, and making countless enemies.

Look down on this one and look down on that one, being arrogant and conceited, why is he welcoming guests at the mountain gate? Isn't this bringing discredit to himself and the sect?

"Excuse me, who are you talking about? I'll let you know so I can make a report." Upon hearing that Gu Qingyuan was visiting a friend, the gatekeeper's attitude relaxed a little, and also showed a bit of intimacy.

From this perspective, the atmosphere of this Taoist temple should be good.

"My old friend is called Sande. Please tell him that Gu Qingyuan is here to visit."

The man was slightly stunned: "Wait a moment, Taoist friend."

He took out the jade talisman for transmitting sound and reported it. After a while, a person was left behind, but Gu Qingyuan did not recognize him.

The man exchanged words with the gatekeeper, who then turned to Gu Qingyuan and said, "My name is Kongming. Senior Brother Sande is in seclusion and has sent someone to contact you. I will lead you in to see our sect."

"My name is Gu Qingyuan. I have long been fascinated by the Dao Temple. I'd like to trouble you, fellow Taoist."

"It's okay, please come in, Brother Gu." Kong Ming smiled slightly.

Gu Qingyuan followed him up the mountain and saw from the corner of his eye that the last person to come took over Kong Ming's duties and stood at the mountain gate.

When you go into the mountains, you will find a different world.

As we climbed the stairs, more and more disciples passed by and the spirit beasts became more active.

The disciples were either practicing or preaching, with white deer and monkeys mixed in, and magical cranes soaring into the sky.

When I turned the corner, I saw a large area planted with pear trees. It was the season, and the pear flowers were in full bloom, with white flowers scattered all over the ground.

What attracted the crowd were a group of people in the square. All of them had their hair tied in a Taoist bun and wore white clothes. They danced with swords together. Their magic power made the pear blossoms on the ground spin and dance like flower dragons.

Isn't this a Taoist temple? Why are everyone wearing white clothes? Moreover, these disciples... are all in the foundation-building stage.

As Gu Qingyuan walked along, all the disciples who came and went were at the foundation-building stage, and even the spirit beast had a foundation-building cultivation level. "Fellow Daoist Gu, this place is the Doujianping, where my disciples practice swordsmanship." Kongming raised his chest slightly, his eyes full of pride.

"Uncle Xijing."

"Uncle Xijing."

Just as I was thinking about it, a voice of greeting came.

A middle-aged man came from afar, his long hair fluttering in the breeze, his white clothes whiter than snow, a square sword on his back, with an upright posture, starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, an extraordinary bearing, and a fierce appearance. He stood there as if the sword was hidden in its sheath, with brilliance inside.

OK, this is the style I want!
Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but feel his eyes brighten. The painting style of the long fluttering hair, white clothes as white as snow, riding the sword in the wind, and slaying demons in the world was exactly what he longed for. He thought of how he had punched and kicked all the way and earned a reputation as an invincible iron fist. He also thought of the demonic energy and bloody appearance of Dongquan. He sighed in his heart. The painting style was off!
"You guys just practice the techniques well. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me." Xi Jing spoke. As soon as he spoke, the fierce aura disappeared, replaced by gentleness.

He turned around and looked at the ground again. Although there was no dust, he still frowned.

"Uncle Xijing, I have a new cushion here, woven from magical herbs from the back mountain. I have washed it. Please sit down." A disciple in white jumped out, holding up the cushion and said.

The others sighed in unison, letting this boy take the lead again, and put the cushion in their hands back.

It seems that this is the sword technique taught by Da Dao Guan, and it is unfathomable!
Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't see through this person.

"That is Uncle-Master Xi Jing, the abbot of our Da Dao Temple." Kong Ming's words were like a bolt from the blue.

Sect leader? Xisheng, Xijing, the mighty one in Purple Mansion!
Before Gu Qingyuan could react to the news that his instructor Huo Jian was promoted to sect leader, he had already associated this person with his identity.

Everyone in the world has spread the rumor that there is a sword saint named Tongming in Da Dao Temple, whose sword skills are invincible. Gu Qingyuan only thought he was named Tongming, but he never imagined it was this person!
While he was still thinking, Kong Ming came over and said, "Kong Ming pays respects to Uncle Master Xi Jing."

"Is there a visitor?" Xi Jing took the cushion but did not sit down. His face was gentle as he looked directly at Kong Ming.

Kongming's body trembled slightly, and his words trailed off: "Yes, it is Kongming's turn to be on duty today. That person is Daoist Fellow Gu Qingyuan, who came to visit Senior Brother Sande."

Xi Jing turned around as Kong Ming pointed and nodded at Gu Qingyuan.

Gu Qingyuan did not feel the power of Zifu at all, as if the person opposite him was just a mortal, and hurriedly returned the greeting.

Return to basics and be able to control yourself?

After the greeting was completed, Kongming continued to lead the way, and Xijing was also surrounded by the little sword fairies in white.

"Why, Brother Kongming also wants to learn the true meaning of swordsmanship?" Gu Qingyuan said to Kongming who kept looking back.

Kong Ming sighed, "It's more than just a thought. Senior Uncle Xi Jing is gentle to others, without any Purple Mansion power. He answers all the questions of his disciples. Because he likes to teach his disciples, he often comes to Doujianping to teach swordsmanship. Look at those disciples, nine out of ten come here for Senior Uncle Xi Jing. It's a pity that Senior Uncle Xi Jing is busy with official duties. If you miss this opportunity, I don't know when I can wait again."

What a strong personality charm, Gu Qingyuan sighed secretly. He took a look and saw no Taoist robes, only white clothes. Then he realized that he was clearly imitating Xijing Zifu. His love and admiration must be beyond words.

Let alone others, even Gu Qingyuan felt a little yearning. In terms of status, he was the abbot of Sanshang Sect's Da Dao Temple, and in terms of cultivation, he was of Zifu's status, but he was not arrogant at all, nor did he show any disdain, and he was not tough towards his disciples. When they usually interacted with each other, the disciples below would probably cheer in their hearts when they were looked at by those gentle eyes and talked to him!

I'm afraid that Master Xijing alone can unite the entire Daoguan into one rope, so where did this succubus leader come from?

Just as I was thinking about it, a loud laugh came:

"Gu Daoyou, you have been waiting for a long time. Here comes Sande!"

(End of this chapter)