Huang Fuqi, who was meditating, seemed to sense that someone was observing him, and quickly opened his eyes, and saw Duanmu Batian, who was wearing a dark blue robe, standing in front of him.

"Master!?" Huang Fuqi hurriedly put away his Xuan Qi, stood up, clenched his fists and bowed, "Master, do you have something to do with me?"

"Hmm!" Duanmu Batian exhaled and said, "Three years ago, you were framed by Zhang Zichen because of the broken sword, and you couldn't tell it because of your bitterness, which made everyone see a big joke. Originally, I was going to punish you for cultivating in this back mountain, and you will not be allowed to be born without a hundred years, but now there is a good opportunity for you to wash away your shame. ”

"Thank you Master for giving me this opportunity. "Three years ago, Huang Fuqi was punished in the back mountain, thinking about it behind closed doors, and in the past three years, his cultivation has been a thousand miles away.

At this time, hearing that there was a chance to let him out of the valley, Huang Fuqi's eyes suddenly appeared with excitement.

Duanmu Batian touched his slag and said, "Seven days later, the abbot and Yingzhou will bring people here, although they are ostensibly to learn Taoism with us, they actually want to compete with us." The winner, naturally proud and conceited, the loser, get out of the way and go home, so I hope that after seven days, you will not live up to my expectations of you. ”

"It's Master!, the apprentice will definitely live up to your expectations!" Huang Fuqi affirmed.

"Well, that's good, then you prepare, I'll go and inform Xiaoxue, this time, she must also participate. Duanmu Batian turned around and walked towards another place in the valley, where a shadow was sitting and cultivating.

Huang Fuqi watched the master walk away, and finally put his eyes on Duanmu Xue's body, he gritted his teeth, frowned, and there was a fierce black light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

......

Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Island, Penglai Immortal Palace.

Behind the council room, a statue of a Taoist patriarch about 100 meters high is calm, full of smiles, he carries a broadsword on his back, and holds a white whisk in the other hand, which makes people feel very kind.

This stone statue is the founder of Penglai Xiandao, Penglai Zhenren.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Penglai Zhenren dominated the world, and finally hid here, retreated and accepted disciples, and continued to this day.

At this time, under the real stone statue of Penglai, there are two people, one old and one young.

The old one has gray hair, and the young one is no more than thirty years old.

These two people, one is Yuan Yangzi, and the other is younger, is a disciple of Yuan Yangzi two hundred years ago, named Sikong Nan.

Two hundred years ago, Yuan Yangzi went to the Heavenly Continent and met Sikong Nan, who almost starved to death, and was accepted as an apprentice.

Sikong Nan's qualifications are average, but under Yuan Yangzi's careful training, his cultivation has risen sharply, and among the younger generation, he can be regarded as an extremely powerful one.

If Sikong Nan can work harder, I am afraid that when Yuanyang Zixian dies, he will be the head of Penglai Immortal Island.

Sikong Nan stood up, looked at the white-haired master sitting on the mat, and said, "Master, Senior Uncle Xiao from Qingmang Island has gone out to travel, and several disciples on that island don't seem to have very good qualifications, how can you let them participate in the competition too?"

Sikong Nan was already very polite when he spoke, he didn't directly say that the people in Qingmang Island were waste, which already gave Zhang Zichen, Qin Xuan and others a lot of face.

However, Yuan Yangzi didn't care about this, he smiled: "First of all, as the head of the sect, I must not be partial, and treat all islands and everyone equally. And recently, I've heard that the people of Qingmang Island often wield flying swords and play around?"

"Yes, Master. Sikong Nan was very polite, "That is the eighth child of Qingmang Island, named Long Fei." ”

"Mmmmmmmmmm ”

"Zhang Zichen!?" Sikong Nan frowned, "Master, is that Zhang Zichen brought back by Uncle Duanmu five years ago?"

"It's him!" Motoyoko affirmed.

"But...... Master ......" Sikong Nan was a little entangled, "Didn't everyone say that Zhang Zichen's physique was not good, his qualifications were extremely poor, and his dantian was blurred, and even his eyebrows and heart were the most wasteful existence?

"Xiao Nan, don't judge people by their appearance. Yuan Yangzi said, "In the past few years, whether it is the records of the entry and exit of the Dharma Gate in the Library Pavilion, or the records of the collection of pills on the Alchemy Island, I have observed. And I also found out that the method that Zhang Zichen has chosen now has been exchanged for the second realm of earth immortals. ”

"The second level of the earth immortal, the realm of out of the body!?" Sikong Nan was taken aback, "Master, are you kidding? Do you mean that in just five years, Zhang Zichen, who is called a waste by everyone, has reached the first realm of the earth immortal from the beginning of the enlightenment, and is impacting the second level?"

"What's the matter?, surprised?" said Motoyoko, laughing.

"Master, this is impossible!" Sikong Nan almost roared, "It takes at least seven or eight years for ordinary disciples to cultivate the realm of ghosts and immortals, and three or five years for those with better qualifications." And Duanmu Xue's junior sister of Wangxing Immortal Island was the most powerful, and it only took a year to break through. He Zhang Zichen is a waste, if he wants to go from a ghost immortal to a human immortal, it will take at least ten or twenty years! And the more he goes to the back, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and it will take him decades to go from a human immortal to an earth immortal, you say that he entered the realm of earth immortals in just five years, how is this possible?"

"Hahahaha!" Yuan Yangzi raised his head and laughed, "Xiao Nan, your vision is the same as everyone else's, we can't judge people by their appearance." On the records of the Library Pavilion and Alchemy Island, Zhang Zichen's name is signed, can this be wrong?"

Sikong Nan's face was extremely entangled: "Could it be that someone else let Zhang Zichen lead it?"

As soon as he said this, Sikong Nan thought that it was impossible, in the sect, whether it was to go to the Qiling Island to get weapons, or to go to the Library Pavilion to borrow books, or to go to Alchemy Island to get the elixir.

In short, where to go, each disciple has a piece of white jade slip to identify his identity, and the jade slip has a detailed description of each disciple, as well as the faces and figures of the disciples.

Those elders only need to take out the jade slips to discern whether they are counterfeiting or not.

Sikong Nan struggled for a long time and said, "Master, you ...... You're not kidding, are you? Within five years, Zhang Zichen broke two levels in a row and was directly promoted from a ghost immortal to an earth immortal?"

Yuan Yangzi seemed to smile: "That's right, that's what it means." ”

Sikong Nan shook his head and sobered himself up: "Then he is a genius! A genius among geniuses! Why couldn't everyone see through him in the first place?"

Yuan Yangzi nodded and said: "In our world, there are many miraculous things, and some ancient powers are reincarnated before they die. Of course, not every great power can be reincarnated in a genius, and some people are reincarnated in some people with poor physical qualifications. But don't look at them as stupid and extremely poorly qualified, they are often such people, who have obtained the inheritance of ancient powers, and can be one step ahead of others and comprehend the way of heaven. ”

This is a new knowledge, and Sikong Nan has been taught.