The area left by the Emperor Jing to the Nine Daotong has existed for tens of thousands of years. It is located in the east, like a small country in the country. The dynasty changes and the power changes have never had any impact on it. The surrounding towers grow taller and taller with the support of talismans. Looking down at this area like a giant, I have never seen through any secrets of the nine ancient courtyards.

The residents of Huangjing are very secretive about this area. If they are questioned by curious outsiders, they will say in a mysterious tone: "Only the talisman masters can enter the place where the immortal lives, you'd better stay away."

In fact, ordinary people are indeed unable to get involved in this place. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they will always be politely blocked by the talisman master.

Taoist priests in the nine courtyards will soon become less interested in the imperial capital, and they are more willing to interact with fellow Taoists.

The news of the artifacts and discussion on Taoism had already spread, and the young and low-level Taoist priests were unbearable. The battle agreed by the two Taoist priests of Pangshan just ignited this enthusiasm. The Taoist priests did not even give them time to rest, and they had to fight that night.

The location is ready-made. Among the nine courtyards, only Wangshan Taoist Hall is empty. The only Wangshan Taoist priest Ding Wei, who was not hidden, is willing to provide Pang Shan as a fighting place. The future gatherings of artifacts and demon-slaying meetings will be held here.

Before he could see what his room looked like, Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao were taken to Wangshan Taoist Hall by several members of the Pangshan Demon Slaying Association. Here, Mu Xingqiu met Ding Wei for the first time, which was him. He revived the Taoist talismans with his own strength. Although it was only the beginning, it had attracted the attention of many Taoists.

Ding Wei looks in his thirties, but in fact he is over 100 years old. At this age, he reaches the realm of swallowing smoke, and is not too early in the Taoist sect. As a disciple of the Forbidden Secretology, it seems even more late.

Ding Wei is short and mediocre. If he is not wearing a Taoist robe and a bun on his head, he is easily overlooked. However, as long as he looks at each other for a moment, everyone will be attracted by his gaze. It is a passionate and restrained gaze. It is profound, wise, and has strong persuasive power, as if he can touch people's hearts before he speaks the reason.

"I finally saw you. Fellow Taoist Mu." Ding Wei personally welcomed him out and recognized Mu Xingqiu among the Taoist priests of Pangshan at first sight. "I heard that you are coming to the imperial capital, and I can't even practice quietly these days. There is something in my mind - hope. Give me the hope you bring to the Nine Daotong."

It is not common for a Taoist priest to swallow the smoke so much. The Taoist priests of Pangshan are very happy. Only Shen Hao is not convinced, and Mu Xingqiu felt a little blushing, "Fellow Daoist Ding respects me too highly. I am just a Taoist priest Pangshan who is still practicing. There are all the masters, the first one and fellow Daoist Ding. I can't afford the word "hope"."

Ding Wei laughed a few times and greeted the other Taoist priests first. He invited more than a dozen Taoist priests of Pangshan to enter the main hall of the Taoist hall. After everyone sat down, he said: "This battle tonight is an activity of Pangshan. I just provide a venue, so I will leave later to not delay all fellow Taoists talking about the important matters. I just want to say a few more words: Taoist priests have existed for too long. We have always believed that the higher Taoist priests are in control of everything. They have a gaze, and they have plans for all accidents. They can easily defeat the enemies of Taoist priests with one move."

"But the facts in recent years have proved that higher Taoist priests have also omissions. They failed to predict the rise of the demon clan, failed to protect the Pangshan Ancestor Peak, and failed to stop the civil strife in the chaos of Jingshan."

"Everything is unexpected. If these things happen, we cannot blame all the responsibility on the higher Taoist priests. On the contrary, we should reflect on our mistakes. Are we too obedient and too trustworthy? So much so that we have lost the little bit of the aura and vitality that young people should have?"

"All practitioners want to have the heart of a Taoist priest, like a calm lake, reflecting all changes in the world but are unmoved. But when the world is facing the danger of collapse, should this lake remain calm? I am still young and cannot watch the world destruction. I believe that besides practicing, there are more important things in this world worth doing. In short, I want to do something."

This was not a few words, but a passionate speech. Ding Wei's eyes moved slowly, and everyone stared at him, sending his words to the other party's mind. The expression on his face was not rich, but his voice was very contagious, as if he was begging for understanding, or as if he was giving unquestionable orders.

Chen Hao and others had contacted Ding Wei and admired him very much. They were soon provoked to be enthusiastic. Whether it was Taoist Maestro Fo Xia or Taoist Maestro, they all nodded like mortal young men, their lips tighter and tighter, as if they were about to go to the battlefield.

Ding Wei stared at Mu Xingqiu for a long time, and the last few words were completely said to him, "What you did in Duanliu City and Luanjing Mountain brought hope to the lower Taoists. At that time, you did not wait for the Grandmasters and the Heads to solve all the problems. You did things that the lower Taoists could not even think about, and then you succeeded. This is hope. Maybe you can't see it yourself, because you stood in the middle of the flames, and you still don't know how far you illuminated and how many people."

Mu Xingqiu was about to argue that things were not that simple, but Yang Qingyin next to him spoke first, "Standing in the middle of the flames, wouldn't it burn to ashes? It's too stupid to use this method to illuminate others."

Ding Wei smiled, "Fellow Daoist Yang is a real person, I have said too much."

"It's not only too much, but also very biased. It's not the only one who can defend Duanliu City. We are all here, and there are several others who have sacrificed their lives for it. The first Zuo Liuying was not idle either. He was able to defeat the demon soldiers in the end. He made the greatest contribution. If you let Mu Xingqiu illuminate the Nine Daotong alone, are we the little insects by the fire?"

Yang Qingyin was rude and Chen Hao was about to speak up to smooth things over, but Ding Wei signaled that he did not need help and he deeply gave Yang Qingyin the Daotong ceremony. "Fellow Daoist Yang taught the right lesson. I am too biased. The hope of Daotong lies with everyone. I don't need to disturb you nonsense. Please use Wangshan Taoist temple at will, and I will take a leave first."

Yang Qingyin stared at Ding Wei and walked out of the main hall, looking back at the dissatisfied eyes of Chen Hao and others one by one, "What do you do? I hate this kind of delusional guy. I want you to dig out your heart before I know you." After that, she stared at Mu Xingqiu, and she also didn't like his emotional illusion.

Taoist Pang Shan knew Yang Qingyin's temper, and no one argued with her.

While Yang Qingyin was speechless for a moment, Xiao Qingtao said: "Aren't we going to decide on the candidate for the leader of the Demon-Slaying Association? Since everyone is here, why not express their opinions now? If there is no dispute, there will be no need to fight tonight."

Xiao Qingtao hopes to calm things down, but Chen Hao is the first to be unwilling to do so. "There is still a battle. When combining the instruments and discussing Taoism, candidates Pang Shan must fight with candidates from other Taoist dynasties no matter what. Although the strength of the magic does not represent everything, the strong will always get more support, right?"

The seven Taoist priests of Pangshan who have been staying in the imperial capital have made a lot of preparations for this battle. Of course, they do not want to end without success. They nodded in agreement with Chen Hao, "Besides, the disciples of all the Daotong dynasties know about this. They will come to watch later. We can't let everyone down."

Yang Qingyin's anger has disappeared and she is also looking forward to the battle. She said loudly: "It's just a decision on the candidate, and there is no need to be too complicated. It's better to do this. No matter who we support in our hearts, it depends on the result of the battle. Whoever wins will be the candidate of Pangshan."

Mu Xingqiu is famous and Chen Hao is prestigious. It is indeed difficult for Taoists to choose between the two, so Yang Qingyin's proposal was immediately agreed.

After a few words, the matter was discussed. Everyone went to check the battle venue again. It was a side hall in the backyard. With the blessing of spells, it looked ordinary on the outside but was extremely wide inside, much larger than the entire Wangshan Gymnasium. It was made of stone and some places were inlaid with brass.

"It can be even bigger than three miles in a long distance, and it can be even bigger." A Taoist priest Pang Shan said, "You can cast spells at will here. It can even withstand the spells of the Taoist priest Xinglu. There are audience seats on both sides, with barrier protection and will not be affected by spells. The artifact-twining theory will be held here in a few days."

Everyone scattered and watched the details of the battle hall.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up, approached Yang Qingyin, and whispered "Thank you".

"What do you thank me?" Yang Qingyin was stroking the wall, wanting to see if it was really solid.

"Thank you for saying those words for me." Mu Xingqiu smiled slightly. In fact, he agreed with Ding Wei's point of view, but he also felt that the speech was too sudden. Moreover, Ding Wei expressed humility, but there were strong hints in his words. It seemed that Taoist priests who opposed or disagreed with him were all stubborn people.

"Hey, be careful, you have met an opponent." Yang Qingyin's expression was still cold, but when she walked away, her steps seemed much more relaxed.

The bald man kept stopping on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder and said in confusion: "Brother Xiaoqiu, if you have anything else, please let me say it for you. I'm good at this kind of thing."

Mu Xingqiu walked around and met with other Taoist priests. Chen Hao raised his arms, "This fighting hall was created by fellow Daoist Ding, it's really good."

"It's very good. Did he use the talisman?" Mu Xingqiu felt that if a priest swallowed the smoke would not have such ability if he had no help.

"Well, the talismans are written in the stone wall and will not be revealed. I will also use talismans tonight, so you have to be careful."

"Don't be careless, don't think I'm just inhaling the seventh level of strength."

The two stared at each other without giving in at all, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

The bald man's hair trembled slightly on the third floor, "I'm so excited. I really hope that the friends in Yelin Town are here."

Wangshan Taoist Ding Wei appeared again, with a calm expression and no change in attitude because of Yang Qingyin's rudeness. He walked to Mu and Chen and the others, "Xin Youtao, the ink-palm envoy under the chief talisman master of Longbin Society, is here to visit, hoping to meet the two of you immediately. I heard that he was also Taoist Pangshan in the past, so he should know the two fellow Taoists, right?"

"We are very familiar with each other." Mu Xingqiu paused, "maybe they are still friends."
Chapter completed!