In the Heavenly Lord Palace, Xuanwu Tianzun sat high above the main cushion. The fellow Taoists who came to participate in the Taoist discussion meeting also sat down on the cushion on both sides. The Taoist discussion meeting hosted by Xuanwu Tianzun is about to begin.

"Haha, there are many juniors here in this Taoist discussion meeting! It's up to them to be able to prosper in the future," Xuanwu Tianzun glanced at everyone present, and then his eyes fell on some of the disciples standing behind some of them.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Sword couldn't help but smile and said, "Tianzun! If you talk about your disciples, I will not be anxious about my eyes, Brother Ao, Wang Dao!"

When the others heard this, they nodded with laughter and looked at the old ancestor Wang Ao who was sitting cross-legged on the first cushion on the left with envy and jealousy.

When the ancestor Wang Ao heard this, he smiled and said humbly, saying nothing.

"Is Wang Ao's disciple that outstanding?" A voice suddenly sounded, which immediately attracted everyone to look out.

Outside the hall, two figures slowly came. It was Lishan's old mother who came with her beloved disciple Fan Lihua.

Seeing that it was Lishan's mother coming, everyone stood up in a hurry. Even Xuanwu Tianzun hurriedly stood up politely to greet him: "Haha, Lishan mother, you are a little late!"

"Tianzun, I'm late, so I'm rude!" Lihua's mother was polite to the Xuanwu Tianzun and returned the favor with a smile.

Xuanwu Tianzun hurriedly said, "It's not too late!" Lihua Lao Mother, you are just here, and the conference on Taoism is about to begin."

"Haha, if Lishan's mother doesn't come, this conference on Taoism will lose some style!" The Beihai Shinto smiled with white hair but red face.

"You old Taoist!" Lishan's mother, who was laughing and scolding, was welcomed into the hall by everyone. After sitting down, she looked at Xue Dingshan, who was standing behind Wang Ao's ancestor, nodded and smiled: "It's indeed a rough jade posture, a dragon and phoenix on earth. Wang Ao. You have indeed accepted a good disciple!"

Old Ao also smiled and looked at Fan Lihua, who was standing behind Lishan's mother and said, "My mother and you are an extraordinary disciple. In the future, you will be as good as a woman and will definitely be a pillar of the country!"

"It's a pity that I don't have the chance to meet such a good disciple!" The Shinto Kitani looked at everyone and said with a smile, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Xuanwu Tianzun couldn't help but smile and stretch out his hand and said with a false pressure: "Okay! Master Daoist! This is the one who practices Taoism. This is the most important thing for us to accept disciples. Even if we have the resources of heaven, if we have shame in virtue and bad character, we will be in trouble if we have no blessings in the world!"

"What the Heavenly Lord said!" Everyone couldn't help but nodded and agreed.

Xue Dingshan and Fan Lihua, who were facing each other, also looked at each other, feeling a little sympathetic and curious about each other. This time, it was the first time that they, the destined people, met each other.

"Haha! Everyone, since everyone has arrived, then our Taoist discussion meeting can also begin," Xuanwu Tianzun said, and looked at Lishan's mother with a smile: "Lishan mother. In the past, you were the ones who threw bricks and attracted jade, this time..."

Before Xuanwu Tianzun finished speaking, Lihua's mother smiled and said, "This time I saw Wang Ao accepting a good disciple, I want to listen to him to discuss the truth first. See if he is really qualified to teach a qualified disciple."

Old Ao Wang Ao was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked at Old Mother Lishan with a helpless smile.

As the others cheered, Xuanwu Tianzun also looked at Wang Ao Zu with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Then I will throw the bricks and jade, and start this!" Old Ancestor Wang Ao had no choice but to smile and speak loudly.

And at this moment, a slightly cold and arrogant voice came from outside: "Hmph! Wang Ao, how many things do you have, I think it's better for me, Li Daofu, to be the first to discuss the Tao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged Taoist with gray hair and a cold and arrogant look came in from outside.

"Li Daofu, the conference on Taoism has begun, and you have just come here. You are really neglecting the Taoism. You have the attitude to be the first to discuss Taoism? What qualifications do you have to talk to us in front of you?" Wang Ao also replied bluntly.

When Li Daofu heard this, he glared and said angrily: "Wang Ao! I am not qualified enough, are you qualified enough?"

"Li Daofu! The Taoist discussion meeting, all the fellow Taoists have arrived, but you are late. As soon as you come, you will argue with fellow Taoist Wang Ao for whom is the first to discuss Taoism. It is really contrary to my Taoist inaction," Beihai Shendao shook his head and said.

As soon as the Beihai Shinto opened, the others agreed in groups of three or three.

Seeing this, Li Daofu looked slightly ugly: "Okay! Since you said that, it would be better if I don't attend this Dao Conference! You are all good at practicing, so you can accept disciples, right? Humph, I will go back now and accept a disciple, and I will definitely see you next day."

"Hey! This is Li Daofu's nature, I'm afraid that there will be some cause and effect this time," Xuanwu Tianzun shook his head and sighed when he saw Li Daofu leaving.

Wang Ao hurriedly bowed and said, "Tianzun, this is because of Wang Ao! Only when he shows off his temporary pleasure can he have such a grudge."

"It's not your fault! But you have to be careful of the Li Dao Talisman in the future!" Xuanwu Tianzun sighed slightly.

Lishan’s mother shook her head and said, “Then Li Daofu, who practices the Taoist Dharma in the open, does not have any concerns.”

"Okay, Wang Ao, let's start discussing the truth!" Xuanwu Tianzun directly filtered the words of Lishan's mother and then said to Wang Ao's ancestor.

The ancestor Wang Ao, who nodded slightly and responded, spoke first and talked about Taoism.

Listening to the preacher of Wang Ao, the others who sounded seriously nodded and pondered, and sometimes they sent voices with their companions or spiritual senses or whispered to each other.

Those little guys who were six or seven years old and over ten years old were listening to books like heaven. Even those who were extremely talented as Xue Dingshan and Fan Lihua were confused and frowned slightly. However, compared to the fact that Fan Lihua could hear it more clearly than Xue Dingshan.

When Lishan's mother noticed this situation, she couldn't help but smile even more. Her disciples were still the best after all.

However, Lishan's mother also understood why Fan Lihua could understand so quickly. After all, her immortal reincarnation had once cultivated to the peak of Taiyi Sanxian. These mysterious Taoist methods always gave her some familiar feeling. It was as if she had a vague memory, so naturally it was easier.

The ancestor Wang Ao talked about the truth for most of the day. Finally, those little guys who were confused when they heard it were also sent to dinner by their teachers, ending the "destruction". After all, the little guys could not fast.

For these monks who have some Taoist practices, there is no need to eat and sleep at all. Therefore, their theory of Tao is always continuing.

After the ancestor Wang Ao discussed the Tao, the others also spoke about the Tao. The length of time varies, and the aspects discussed were different. They learned from each other's strengths and weaknesses. The so-called stones from other mountains could be used to attack jade. These casual cultivators could have their current cultivation and become a force that should not be underestimated in the world of cultivators. The contribution of this Taoist Conference should not be underestimated.

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed. The conference on the Tao was in full swing, and few of those little guys could persist in listening to the sermons here. The teachers were concerned about the experience of the Tao, but there was not much leisure to care about them. Bringing them here is a chance to experience, but how much you can get depends entirely on the fate of the little guys. Without that fate, you can't grasp the opportunity to give them.

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There is a pavilion halfway up the mountain in Beimeng Mountain. In the hall, two old men were sitting opposite each other and playing chess.

The two old men, one wearing purple-red Taoist robe, had extraordinary demeanor, and the other wearing gray-white Taoist robe, was sloppy and casual. They were the old Taoist Ziyang and the drunk immortal man.

Speaking of which, these two people had an intersection. Back then, Zuixianweng was a famous fairy on Penglai Immortal Island. When he came to the Central Plains, he met the rising Taoist Ziyang, a Taoist who was a Taoist who was a Taoist sect, and he also gave him some advice.

Now that we meet again, it has changed. The juniors who were once guided by me have no worse cultivation than me. It really makes the Drunken Immortal Old Man feel very moved! However, after these two people met, they have been together for a short time, and they have become friends and friends, and they have a good relationship.

"Haha, Immortal, I'll give in!" Ziyang's old man smiled and left a son.

When the Zuixianweng looked at the chessboard, he immediately reacted and threw the chess piece in a depressed and depressed manner, saying, "Hey! You guy always plot against me, what's the point? Boring! Boring! Don't play anymore!"

As he said that, the Drunken Immortal Man reached out and scattered the chessboard, then took out the wine gourd and raised his head to drink the wine.

"Hey! You old Taoist!" Ziyang's old Taoist smiled bitterly when he saw this. He waved his hand quickly, and a gentle wind swept away, retracting all the scattered chess pieces and landing them in the chess boxes containing black and white chess pieces.

The drunk immortal man who drank a good wine couldn't help but look at Zi Yang and said, "Zi Yang, if you are so easy to fight, why don't you discuss the truth with those guys? Go to the Tianzun Palace and your name will soon spread all over the world."

"Why didn't the immortal man go?" Ziyang asked with a smile.

The Drunken Immortal Man shook his head and said, "Hey! I don't like to join in the fun. I haven't been to the Central Plains for a long time. Many old friends doubted whether I ascended to the fairy world or failed the ninth Immortal Tribulation. This time, I also came secretly to let people know that it was not good."

When the old Taoist Ziyang heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I really don't understand why you people from Penglai Immortal Island always like so mysterious."

"No! It's not mysterious, but there are people who are dedicated to practicing hard on Penglai Immortal Island. We are people who are dedicated to immortality, so we naturally don't want to involve too much in the world, so as not to defile the heart of the Tao," said the drunk immortal.

The old Taoist Ziyang said, "That's not what it means! If we immortals are not tempered, we will find it difficult to achieve great success. Even the Heavenly Lord said that we need experience! Only in this way can we sharpen our hearts and better understand the great way!"

"You need to say this? Our monks on Penglai Immortal Island usually go to practice hard after they have experienced it outside," said Zhuixianweng with slightly white eyes and Zi Yang, saying: "Although experience in the secular world is beneficial, it is also easy to cause cause and effect. For us monks, the smaller the cause and effect, the better."

As the two of them spoke, they suddenly heard a pleasant flute sound, as if coming from the clouds in the sky.

"Is this?" Hearing the sound of the flute, the old Taoist Zhuixianweng and Ziyang couldn't help but look at the distant sky with a look of surprise.

The sound of the flute sounds like the sound of immortals outside the sky came melodiously, and it actually had a kind of shocking effect, which spread throughout Beimeng Mountain in an instant.

Soon, the old Taoist Ziyang and the Zuixianweng saw a white cloud flying towards him in the distance at an extremely fast speed and came to the void above Beimeng Mountain. It was vaguely seen a handsome young man in white clothes on it, stepping on the white clouds, holding a snow-white jade flute and playing.

After a while, the handsome young man in white who gently put down his jade flute, glanced at the old Taoist Ziyang and the old man Zuixian, and then rode directly under the white clouds to the cliff lingering with clouds beside Beimeng Mountain.

Seeing this, the old Taoist Ziyang and the old man Zuixian couldn't help but look at each other with a slightly changed expression and quickly flew up to follow.

Under the cliff, there is a large valley. On the originally dim valley, there is a pavilion courtyard shrouded in white light shields.

The handsome young man in white who landed on the ground and collected the white clouds, went forward directly to touch the white light shield, easily walked through the light shield, and walked into the open courtyard gate.

"This..." Then the old Taoist Ziyang and the old man Zuixian were all surprised when they saw this.

They all knew that this place was where Chen Hua and others lived, and that the white light shield was an extremely powerful ban. Even with the strength of the old Taoist Ziyang and the Zuixianweng, it was difficult to force it into. The young man in white actually entered it without being rebounded by the power of the ban. Who was he?

The two of them looked at each other and hesitated for a moment, then flew away again.

The courtyard is like a garden. There are many Ganoderma lucidum grass planted, and the fairy spirit is very strong. If you carefully distinguish it, you can find that those Ganoderma lucidum grasses are also extremely rare treasures in the fairy world.

On the grass in the yard, there is a white jade-like stone table. Beside the table, a white robe is aged, drinking alone, and there are some fresh fruit snacks on the table in front of you.

"Grandpa!" The handsome young man in white walked over and couldn't help but step forward with a look of surprise on his face and said to Chen Hua.

"Xiaoyue is here? Come and sit down and have a drink with my grandfather!" He looked up at the young man in white and said with a smile. He poured a glass of wine and placed it opposite him.

Xiaoyue, who was sitting opposite him with a smile, couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, I didn't expect you to come to Zuxing."

"What? Can you, Xiaoyue, come, can't I come?" Chen Hua smiled and turned his eyes to Xiaoyue.

When Xiaoyue heard this, her face turned slightly red and said embarrassedly: "Grandpa! Don't laugh at me. With such a little cultivation, how can I be called a real person? I am just some unsavvy ordinary people who shout at random."

"Now, you have already achieved the Golden Immortality and your cultivation is not weak anymore," Chen Hua shook his head and smiled slightly, and was still very satisfied with Xiaoyue, his grandson.

In the prehistoric world, Xiaoyue went out to practice and explore a lot of hardships. In addition, his qualifications are indeed good, and his cultivation has also improved rapidly, and he gradually became known as the "Xiaoyue Zhenren". A few years ago, Xiaoyue even came to the ancestor star and became the Golden Immortal under the opportunity.

Xiaoyue shook her head slightly and smiled, then turned to Chen Hua and said seriously: "Grandpa! I found that the Kunlun Fairyland and the Emei Golden Plate seem to have the strength to reach the Golden Immortal. It seems that both Renxuan Sects seem to have sent immortals to the lower realm. Grandpa should pay attention to it."

"Oh?" Chen Hua asked with a faint smile: "Xiaoyue, you are considerate. Then you should be a little prepared for Zuxing for so many years, right?"

Xiaoyue smiled mysteriously and said, "Haha, grandpa, I'll keep this in a slight way, you'll know then."

"Ha! I'm having a puzzle with my grandfather. Do you think you did? As a saint, grandfather wouldn't know? Besides, Zu Xing is so big, can you hide anything from me?" Chen Hua cursed with a smile.

Xiaoyue was stunned when she heard this, and then she smiled embarrassedly.

Xiaoyue turned her eyes and looked slightly flashing, and couldn't help asking, "By the way, grandpa, where is grandma? Didn't she come with you Zuxing?"

"Xiaoyue!" Before Chen Hua could open, a gentle and pleasant voice came.

"Grandma!" Looking up, Hu Ling'er was walking towards her with a simple white silk skirt and smiling. Xiaoyue couldn't help but get up and smiled in front of her body and saluted her respectfully.

Hu Ling'er was also very happy when she saw her beloved grandson, and then she said angrily: "I won't come to see my grandmother early!"
To be continued...