The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Outside Jiuyin Mountain.

Zi Yan looks down.

Zhuang Ming was dressed in a white robe, turned his cassock into a Taoist robe, dressed like a Taoist, held his temples, held a whisk, and carried a sword on his back.

His trip was to find a way out for the fox clan.

And the way out lies in Ziyan Temple.

But the fox clan is a different kind of monster clan after all.

If the person in charge of Ziyan Temple is extremely stubborn and believes that humans and monsters have different ways, regardless of good and evil, regardless of benefits, and only value the difference between humans and monsters, then it will not be easy for him to succeed in this line of work.

Even, if he turned his face and the other party thought he was transformed by a fox demon, this trip might turn into a big battle.

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 no real dragon in his body, and he can't use the technique of Shangyuan distraction to transform thoughts. Risky.

So he pretended to be a wandering Taoist.

Although the Daoist sect does things as they please, but they are also from the Daoist sect, relatively speaking, they will give a little bit of light.

Even if this matter cannot be negotiated, after all, they are both Taoist Taoist priests, so it is not possible to attack him because he is a Taoist who pleads for the fox clan.

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Ziyan Temple is famous all over the world, and it is the current Xianzong.

The branch Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain can be said to be full of incense, and the believers are devout.

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

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

But as the gate of Xianzong Mountain, the real Ziyan Temple is high above the world, on the top of the mountain, ordinary people can't set foot on it, and they can't disturb it.

Zhuang Ming came to the foot of Ziyan Temple step by step.

When there are disciples guarding the mountain, stop him.

"Who is coming?"

"The poor way is too empty, please see the real person in charge of the noble sect."

"oh?"

The sixteen mountain guard disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.

They don't know the origin of the visitor, so they are not easy to offend.

But what kind of person is the teacher in his own family? How can he just come to a practitioner and meet him if he wants to ask for it?

Even if Zhuang Mingdang could understand what they were thinking, with a wave of his hand and a movement of his palm, his blood and blood suddenly set off a strong wind, billowing in all directions, with unparalleled power, reaching thousands of miles away, and blowing the trees on that mountain peak.

How strong is the wind?

But within this distance of thousands of miles, such a strong wind did not destroy any plants or trees within the range of the Ziyan Temple, but only moved the trees thousands of miles away.

Among the sixteen disciples guarding the mountain, there are fifteen Daoyin disciples, but the leading disciple is also a Jindan Daoist, so even if this skill is mysterious and unpredictable, it is higher than what a Jindan Daoist should be .

"Brother Zhenxuan?"

The leading disciple was startled, and hurriedly saluted: "I don't know the identity of the true king, and I have neglected it. I hope the true king will forgive me."

Zhuang Ming didn't get angry either, he was not someone who gets angry easily, not to mention that he was looking for cooperation or even asylum this time, and he wouldn't because he felt that the sixteen disciples guarding the mountain had neglected him, a great cultivator of the Zhenxuan series. , and showed some dissatisfaction, he just smiled and said: "It's okay, please let me know."

The leading mountain guard disciple immediately tilted his head and said: "Quickly go and report, there is a visit from the great cultivator Zhenxuan."

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

They have the means of arraignment.

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

This is a warning.

After all, the person here is a great monk of the Zhenxuan series.

And for these sixteen disciples guarding the mountain, it is really unfathomable, and they don't know how powerful they are.

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After all, Ziyan Temple is a decent sect, and it is also a great sect of the Immortal Sect, with comprehensive etiquette.

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

The visitor looked ancient, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, and had 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 this gray-robed veteran.

"Old Taoist Xuanqian, I have met fellow Taoist." The old gray-robed Taoist saluted.

"The poor Taoist is too empty, I have met a fellow Taoist." Zhuang Ming returned a salute.

"I don't know where Youxian Mountain is?" Xuanqian asked the old man.

"Pindao came from the east, intending to visit the ancestral court of the Taoist sect, but he passed by Jiuyin Mountain and formed a predestined relationship. This time he asked to see the head teacher of the noble sect, it is related to this matter." Zhuang Ming did not beat around the bush, and immediately Come on.

"Oh?" The old Taoist Xuanqian stroked his beard slightly, and said, "What is the fate of fellow Taoists?"

"The grace of saving lives." Zhuang Ming sighed and said, "In order to repay this kindness, I made a special trip. This time I came to find the head teacher of the noble sect, and I also want to give Ziyan Temple a chance."

"Fellow Daoist gave me an opportunity for Ziyan Temple?" Xuan Qian's old Taoist expression was strange, and there was a slight vigilance in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look."

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

Thanks to the trust of the Great Elder of the Fox Clan, he specially gave Jiuyinquan to win the trust of others.

If not, there is no basis for his words, and Zhuang Ming still has to spend a lot of effort.

In fact, if the Great Elder of the Fox Clan didn't take the initiative to hand over the Jiuyin Spring to him, Zhuang Ming wouldn't be able to speak up, otherwise he would be suspected of absconding with his treasure.

Thinking like this, he has already handed over the Jiuyin Spring.

The old Taoist Xuan Qian reached out to take it, his complexion changed slightly.

This little jade bottle is full of spiritual energy.

"This thing is full of spiritual energy, which is good for cultivation. After one sip, it is comparable to a high-grade panacea. It is most effective for ordinary disciples, even for big cultivators of the Zhenxuan rank. Moreover, when refining alchemy, If you add a drop of spiritual spring, not only will the five elements of the elixir not be out of balance, but it will also make the elixir level higher."

Zhuang Ming smiled lightly and said: "The same is true for refining treasures."

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

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "How can the opportunity given by the poor Taoist be so petty? Right now, this spiritual spring is only a gift for meeting, so as not to prevent the noble family from underestimating the magical effect of this spring water... You must know, the gift from the poor Taoist this time is not A bottle of spiritual spring should be a spiritual spring."

Xuan Qian was startled, and said, "A spiritual spring?"

Zhuang Ming nodded and said: "Poverty Dao has a spring with an endless source. At present, there are tens of thousands of bottles accumulated, and one bottle can be produced every day. With such a spiritual spring, do fellow Taoists think it is precious?"

Xuan Qian's heart trembled slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

A bottle of spiritual spring is not uncommon, but it is not precious.

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

Moreover, a spring water has an endless source, and the water flows for a long time, and a bottle is produced every day. After many years, it is also very impressive.

If this is the case, this can almost be regarded as the natural heritage of an immortal sect.

It can be said that the prospects for ordinary sects to obtain such a spiritual spring are boundless.

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

This kind of spring water is good for cultivation, for alchemy, for treasure refining, and can greatly help the development of this vast immortal sect.

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

"The poor Taoist came here in person to ask to see the head teacher of the noble sect. Did the fellow Taoists think that he was just here to entertain the Ziyan Temple?" Zhuang Ming did not get angry, and saluted, and said: "This is a very important matter, and I hope to see the noble sect." Let’s discuss this matter in detail.”

"Fellow Daoist, please climb the mountain with me." Xuan Qian's tone immediately became very polite, and he stretched out his hand as an invitation.

"Fellow Daoist, please!" Zhuang Ming was also polite, and made the same invitation.

"Fellow Daoist, please be polite."

Immediately, the two of them walked up the stairs as if they had been friends for many years.

The sixteen disciples guarding the mountain looked at each other, speechless.