But there is always an absolute in everything. Some Taoisms don’t know it, but that doesn’t mean that all Chinese Taoisms don’t know it. Among them is Panlong Mountain.
At this time, on Panlong Mountain, an old man in green robes stood with his hands behind his back. He had white hair and a snow-white beard.
The old man looked up at the sky. In the clouds above, there was a huge stone suspended with many iron chains tied to it, as if he was afraid that the colorful stone would escape and fly away.
The stone is colorful, as tall as two people, and has many strange-shaped marks on it.
"Great Elder, you have been here for two days, you should go and take a rest."
Behind the old man, a middle-aged man said with great respect, holding a gourd in his arms.
"It doesn't matter, these colorful stones are the foundation of Taoism in the world. If something goes wrong, I can't explain it to the Taoism in the world!"
The white-haired old man looked at the sky, then waved his hand, and two white lights flew out of his sleeves and shot directly towards the colorful stones in several directions.
As the white light approached, there was a sudden buzzing sound around the multicolored stone, and several colored rays of light shot into the sky from around the multicolored stone, forming a pentagonal formation, enclosing the multicolored stone.
The pentagonal formation was formed, and the five colors of light of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth filled the space, making it extremely dazzling to look at.
"Recently, Western Xuanmen is trying to make a move, and they want to use the opportunity of the Hell War to inflict heavy damage on our Chinese Xuanmen. You must listen carefully to the information and don't let them take advantage of it."
The white-haired old man turned around, looked at the middle-aged Taoist who had been following him and gave instructions.
"Yes, Great Elder.
There is another thing, a message came from Panlongling, the secret place of Ghost Tower, saying that Xiao Yu, an orphan from Maoshan, has been seen and that he has returned to the Yangshi."
The middle-aged man spoke very quietly, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong.
"Xiao Yu is back? Didn't you kill him in the secret realm?"
The white-haired old man frowned slightly, then walked forward first, and the middle-aged man quickly followed.
"The letter said that Xiao Yu is now very powerful and the head of the secret realm does not want to be his enemy. Let us also try our best not to have any grudges with him."
The man followed the old man, told the story in detail, and then took out a letter and handed it to the other party, but their letter was different from what we saw, it was something like an animal skin.
The white-haired old man took the letter and looked at it briefly, then his brows knitted together.
"The Panlong Ridge in the Ghost Tower Secret Realm are all sages from past generations. They will not treat this matter as a child's play. It's just that the grudge between us and Xiao Yu has become a fire and water. It is easier said than done to ease it now!"
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and continued to walk forward, but after walking more than ten meters, he looked back at the middle-aged disciple behind him.
"What are the reactions of various parties now to Xiao Yu's return?"
"Reporting to the Great Elder, the various factions are not aware of Xiao Yu's return. Only the Guiyin Sect is secretly mobilizing other mountain sects, but the major mountain sects do not seem to be very enthusiastic about fighting against Maoshan.
Especially after the news about Xiao Yu's battle with ghosts and immortals in hell came back, they were even more scrupulous and afraid of being retaliated by Xiao Yu."
The middle-aged disciple said with a solemn expression.
"That's right. The little guy we all looked down on at the beginning has now grown up. If we want to get rid of him, we will definitely break our muscles and bones!
Unexpectedly, Maoshan has such good luck, and there will be talented people who defy the sky. Xiao Shi was seriously injured that year, and many people in Xuanmen knew about it. It is estimated that Xiao Yu already knew the truth, and now if he goes to reconcile, the other party may not agree.
!
Uncle Panlongling said that Xiao Yu seriously injured the Holy Lord Huangquan in the burial ground, and got acquainted with the four great beast families. Elder Xuanwu even broke through the Earth Immortal and was about to enter the Penglai Secret Realm. Such a character is really scary!"
The two walked in tandem, chatting as they walked, and not long after, they came to an attic.
The two floors of the attic are both made of wood and painted with red paint. There are some auspicious beasts carved on the surrounding walls, and there is also a faint spiritual light from the formation.
Above the door of the attic, there is a plaque with "Xianrentang" written in big Chinese characters.
"Go and inform the headmaster and several elders that they are coming to the Immortal Hall to discuss matters. Don't let anyone know.
Also, Xiao Yu didn’t offend Mr. Wuji in the area. Mr. Wuji has sent the ghost king to Yangshi to inquire about Xiao Yu. You can contact some secretly. If possible, reveal Xiao Yu’s information to him, which will also save us the trouble of talking to Xiao Yu.
Yu head-on confrontation.
However, this matter must be kept very confidential. Once the Xuanmen forces know that we are colluding with Mr. Wuji, it will definitely arouse public outrage."
The white-haired old man gave instructions in a deep voice, then turned over his hand and took out something like a ruler, and handed it directly to the middle-aged man.
"I leave this Ring Magic Ruler to you. You must be careful when you go out! Your eldest brother is now the leader. If you are killed, he will probably be furious and do something extraordinary, so go ahead."
"Thank you, Great Elder..."
Seeing the Demon Ring Ruler, the middle-aged man was delighted, took it with both hands, and then quickly stepped back.
The white-haired old man watched the other party leave, and then strode into the Immortal Hall. The two doors seemed to be nothing, not blocking the other party at all.
The Immortal Hall is not very grand and looks very deserted. There are two rows of towering wooden shelves leaning on the walls on both sides, with many candles lit on them.
On the wall facing the front, there are some paintings hanging. On those paintings, men and women, some are riding spiritual beasts, some are holding crutches, and some are standing on clouds.
Each one of them has extraordinary momentum, just like an immortal.
This is the Immortal Hall of Panlong Mountain, where the ancestors of Panlong Mountain are enshrined. Some are still alive, but some have passed away.
There is a row of long altar tables under the hanging paintings, with some fruits placed on them. There are many futons under the altar table, which looks like a place for ordinary sermons.
And in the middle of the futon, there was an old woman sitting cross-legged.
"Disciple has seen his ancestors..."
The white-haired old man bowed to the old woman, looking extremely respectful.
"What's the matter?"
The old woman did not open her eyes, but after saying these two words, the white-haired old man couldn't help but trembled, and his originally agitated heart became extremely calm at this moment.
"Ancestor, this is a letter sent by my uncle from the secret realm of Ghost Tower. These days, the disciples have been busy stabilizing the colorful stones. All of them have not come to pay homage. I hope my ancestors can take a look at it."
After the old man finished speaking, he respectfully raised the animal skin paper above his head with both hands and leaned forward slightly.
As soon as the other party finished speaking, the animal skin paper in his hand flew up and slowly unfolded in mid-air, but the old woman did not move.
After a while, the animal skin paper was rolled up again and returned to the old man's hand.
"A little kid from Maoshan actually scared you like this. I, the elders of Panlong Mountain, are really inferior to each other!
The four great mythical beast families have lost their former glory. Although the boy from the Qinglong family appears, he is only at the seventh level of cultivation.
Even if Xuanwu breaks through to the Earth Immortal, he is just an Earth Immortal who has just broken through, so what is there to be afraid of?
I, Panlong Mountain, have been able to stand in China for thousands of years, and I have always been decisive in killing. Although this Maoshan boy is also a talent, are there not enough talents we have encountered?
If I bow to Maoshan now, I am afraid that everyone will follow my example in the future, and where will my Panlongshan face be at that time?"
