Chapter 117 Keqing Zhixian

Anyway, Yi Qianxiang still has the realm of immortals, and his mood quickly adjusted. After a short time, you can talk freely among the seniors. Yi Qianxiang's practice points directly to the origin of heaven and earth, which has not been touched by many predecessors. Now he talks about it, which makes all the predecessors look at it differently.

The practice of immortals is the practice of Taoism, but Taoism is not understood by everyone, and there will always be some deviations in everyone's understanding. Yi Qianxiang's special understanding of Taoism is reasonable to brighten the eyes of a group of seniors.

Elder Fengcheng was also sitting there. Even when talking with Yi Qianxiang, he looked as usual. If Yi Qianxiang hadn't known that Fengcheng was the leader, he really couldn't see any flaws. Yi Qianxiang also knew that there was another force in the Maoshan faction, that is, the Presbyterian Association.

There are many disciples in Maoshan, and of course there are many successful people, but not everyone can finally ascend, and the way of understanding is also different. Of course, Maoshan can't keep all his disciples in captivity, so there is this Presbyterian. There are several requirements for entering the Presbyterian Association. The first is that you must achieve immortality, and the second is that if there are disciples, you must have disciples to reach the extreme of real people. As long as these two requirements are met, you can enter the Presbyterian Senate.

Of course, if there is no disciple, then there is no second requirement. Because only when a disciple reaches the extreme of the real person can he have his own practice. Even if the master is not there, it has no impact. As long as one of his disciples reaches the real person to the extreme, then he can pass on the art on behalf of the teacher. Although this is not as good as the master himself, it will not delay the practice of others.

The elders in the Presbyterian Association will manage the affairs of Maoshan again. Unless there is a major event to destroy the faction, these elders will not appear. The last time the demons besieged Maoshan, the matter was also very urgent, and the Presbyterian Council did not appear. Now Maoshan has been in Kunlun Wonderland for ten years, and most of the elders in the Presbyterian Association have gone to Kunlun Wonderland. Although Kunlun Wonderland is only an incomplete fairyland, it can also give a lot of inspiration to these elders with profound cultivation.

Only then did Yi Qianxiang understand why the great faction he had seen before was only a fairy and several immortals, but it was called a first-class sect in the world, and they had many disciples and good cultivation. How could he not be promoted to a fairy? It is because of the Presbyterian, the background of this faction is not comparable to that of ordinary sects.

Elder Fengcheng did not deliberately avoid Yi Qianxiang or deliberately contact him. He just said a little gossip and left. Elder Fengcheng's seniority is relatively high, and it's enough to attend the ceremony. Since he has to leave, it is naturally not convenient for everyone to keep it, so he let Fengcheng go.

The party lasted until ten minutes before it was midnight, and Yi Qianxiang finally became quiet. After the arrangement, Yi Qianxiang, a disciple, somehow came to the edge of the Maoshan forbidden land. As soon as he sat down, he heard footsteps behind.

Yi Qianxiang didn't need to look back and knew it was Feng Qingyu, but he didn't get up to greet him. He just looked at the clouds in the forbidden place and didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Qingyu walked to him and sat down until a quarter of an hour before he said, "Are you injured?"

Yi Qianxiang was not surprised that Feng Qingyu could see his injury and said slowly, "It's okay to meet the enemy and fight."

Feng Qingyu said, "With your practice, there are not many people who can hurt you. Can't you tell the eldest brother?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "It's the man in black. The man in black I've seen in the bitter sea disaster, the same costume and the same mystery. I didn't get the living mouth, and I don't know how to tell you."

Feng Qingyu said, "Oh, we don't think about Uncle Liu's hatred all the time." At this point, Feng Qingyu didn't know what to say, so she simply stood up and patted Yi Qianxiang on the shoulder and said, "We are brothers." Then he slowly walked away.

Yi Qianxiang sighed gently: "Yes, we are brothers." However, no one can hear it anymore.

The next day, someone came to visit Yi Qianxiang, but he was not a Taoist priest, but a monk. The person who came is a generation of high monks, and his legal name is Zhixian. He was a monk in Fahua Temple. Now he is wandering around, and he is also a monk. Zhixian Senior Monk and Yi Qianxiang did not have any communication. They suddenly came to visit. Yi Qianxiang was quite flattered and quickly let them in. Naturally, there were disciples serving tea.

Zhixian Senior Monk just said a few words and turned to the topic: "Master Yi, I saw a child under the donor's door, but he is a disciple of the donor?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "No."

Zhixian hurriedly said, "Mr. Yi, the old monk has a heartless invitation, and I hope Mr. Yi will agree."

Yi Qianxiang had vaguely guessed what was going on in his heart and asked, "Master, but it's okay to say it."

Zhixian said, "The child under Yi Zhangmen is shrouded in Buddha's light when walking and lying. It can be seen that he is a very wise person. The poor monk wants to take him to practice, please ask Yi Zhangmen's approval."

Originally, Yi Qianxiang didn't want to and will not agree, but I don't know how to say such a sentence: "I also know that this child has Huigen, but he is willing to follow the master, and I can't make a decision for him. Well, the master can ask him himself. If he wants to, I won't stop him."

In fact, Yi Qianxiang's words are a little rude. Fang Jian is just a four-year-old child. What insight can he have and what opinions can he have? Such a big child only believes in his close people, just like Fang Jian only believes in Yi Qianxiang and several of his brothers. Now such an old monk suddenly appeared and said he wanted to take him away. How can he agree?

But Master Zhixian happily agreed.

Yi Qianxiang ordered his disciple to bring Fang Jian. After Fang Jian went to the hall, he found a kind-looking old monk who was opposite his uncle. Knowing that this was also his predecessor, he obediently saluted and said, "Fang Jian paid a visit to his uncle and the master."

Yi Qianxiang said, "Jian'er, this master has something to say to you. Come and listen carefully."

Fang Jian replied, "Yes, uncle."

Yi Qianxiang was about to get up and leave. Zhixian hurriedly said, "There is no need to avoid the poor monk. There is nothing to hide from the Yi master."

Yi Qianxiang smiled and said nothing. He just pointed to Fang Jian and went out. Master Zhixian also understood that although there was nothing he could not let Yi Qianxiang know, Fang Jian would not show his thoughts of defecting to outsiders in front of Yi Qianxiang. If Yi Qianxiang is no longer here, it may be better.

After Yi Qianxiang left, Zhixian said first, "Fang Jian, right? Come on, sit here." As he spoke, he pointed to the stool beside him.

Fang Jian said, "Thank you, master, as long as the juniors stand."

This came from a four-year-old child. Zhixian felt that the child was extraordinary and strengthened his determination to practice with this child: "Fang Jian, would you like to practice with the poor monk?"

Fang Jian said, "Master, Fang Jian still has a blood grudge. I'm afraid it has stained the pure land of Buddhism and dare not agree with the master."

Zhixian was already a little surprised. This boy actually knew the pure land of Buddhism and couldn't help asking, "Your uncle told you these things about Buddhism?"

Fang Jian said, "No, it's a senior, but he is no longer there." Of course, the senior in Fang Jian's mouth refers to Jiao Kui.

Zhixian suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, kid, you go first."

Fang Jian saluted again and withdrew.

When Fang Jian went out, Yi Qianxiang naturally came back: "Master, how's it going?"

Zhixian did not answer Yi Qianxiang's question, but said, "Yi Zhangmen, although you are different from the poor monks and customs, the poor monks really like this child. Why don't the poor monk go to the infinite mountain to be a guest minister?"

Zhixian is willing to be a guest of the infinite mountain. Of course, he goes for Fang Jian, but Yi Qianxiang doesn't mind, because Zhixian is a famous monk and his reputation is no longer under the virtual monk. He has a good impression of the virtual monk, and even has a good impression on this Zhixian.

What's more, Zhixian went to Wuliang Mountain as a guest elder, which is a good thing for Wuliang Mountain. With such a big bodyguard, why not Yi Qianxiang not do it? So he said, "Naturally you can't ask for it."

A few days later, Yi Qianxiang said goodbye to Maoshan, took the disciples and the new guest Qing Zhixian back to the infinite mountain villa, but unexpectedly met Xie Ji.

Xie Ji has been to the villa several times before. The servants of the villa knew that this was Mr. Duan's distinguished guest and did not dare to neglect it. Although Master Duan was not there, Xie Ji stayed there. On this day, Yi Qianxiang turned around the infinite mountain and happened to meet Xie Ji.

Xie Jisheng is neither tall, short, fat or thin, and there is nothing strange about his appearance. After seeing Xie Ji, Yi Qianxiang's disciples quickly introduced Xie Ji to his master and also introduced him to Xie Ji. Of course, heavyweight figures such as Zhixian can't be missed.

Xie Ji first said, "I've heard the name of the head of Yi for a long time. I can see it today. It's really heroic and makes us fall in love."

Yi Qianxiang said, "I dare not." As soon as the four words were exported, Yi Qianxiang suddenly had an extra feather in his hand and cut it off to Xie Ji.

Xie Ji also seemed to have been on guard for a long time. He felt that Yi Qianxiang's direction had a mana fluctuation, so he retreated. Yi Qianxiang's action was fast, but Xie Ji's dodge was not slow, so Yi Qianxiang's blow could only be useless.

Yi Qianxiang saw Xie Ji retreat and smiled, "Good thief, it's not slow to hide."

Duan Lingde and others reacted at this time and were shocked, "Master, what's wrong?" However, he just asked a question and immediately shut up. Naturally, it is not his turn to intervene, including what his master wants to do. In short, the master will not harm them.

Zhixian also said, "Master, do you need a poor monk to take action?" Zhixian didn't know whether Yi Qianxiang and Xie Ji had new hatred or old hatred, whether they wanted to fight alone or a group fight, so he asked.

Yi Qianxiang was dedicated to capturing Xie Ji alive and said, "Thank you very much."

Xie Ji did not escape immediately, but asked with a sneer, "Is this the way of Yi Zhangmen's hospitality?"

Yi Qianxiang said, "Of course, this is not my hospitality in the infinite mountain, and you are not my guest in the infinite mountain."

Xie Ji said, "So that's it." Before he finished saying the five words, he turned his head and was about to fly away. He didn't think that his feet had just left the ground and were smashed back by Zhixian. Zhixian looked at the kind eyebrows, but the action was very hot. With just one blow, Xie Ji's feet fell into the ground.

Of course, Yi Qianxiang will not let go of this opportunity. He didn't know when he had changed his sword and swept it at Xie Ji's neck.