Chapter 1044: Pan Wang Patriarch, Gossip Deduction
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Xu Junming had already taken Jiang Shinian to Chongshan Residence.
As his dojo, Chongshanju has always been the most powerful treasure in his hands.
The blessings of the twelve Taoist dharma not only allow it to be hidden in space, but also hidden behind time. Coupled with the Tao of fate, the Tao of cause and effect, etc., Nuwa is a saint, but it is difficult to find it.
In addition to the power of heaven and earth mastered by the saint and the single-wheel cultivation, she is only in the early stage of Hunyuan Xuanxian.
In terms of Taoism and conduct, Xu Junming is not much worse than him.
Tiangong Taoism has also advanced to the realm of Hunyuan Xuanxian due to the relationship between Tiangong Taoists.
Nuwa, who did not believe in evil, stimulated her spiritual consciousness several times in succession, but in the end she still gained nothing.
"Brother, this person is definitely not in Wanqiu."
Fuxi understood his sister's character and didn't argue.
"Common minister?"
The steward of the main hall, who was wearing a ge robe, came over quickly.
"Your Majesty."
"Go to the city gate and bring over the list of people responsible for the level of foreign Qi refiners."
"yes."
The ministers hurried away.
"Why, he didn't leave his address for his brother?"
Fuxi smiled and said, "The jade talisman just said that he is coming."
"This person is really rude."
"Back then, I personally went to Mount Buzhou and asked Chongshan to teach the Fuxi clan the recipe and seeds for growing yellow rice. But I didn't expect that the disciples of Jiejiao would conflict with the disciples of Chongshan because of their merits as human beings."
"I didn't know much about Chongshan Academy at that time. Comparing Jie Jiao's strength, I naturally sided with Jie Jiao. Xu Junming ordered the Chongshan disciples to leave Wanqiu. Because of this incident, the two sides were at odds with each other.
This is cut off."
"Brother, you didn't consider this matter carefully."
"I also know, but the Sanqing Taoist Sect is huge and cannot be offended. I just didn't expect that Chongshan Academy would have such long-lasting power. In the past two Yuanhui years, there have been many talents and strong men. The number of Daluo monks is unparalleled.
Prehistoric."
Nuwa nodded in agreement.
"I heard about this sect because they defeated Xiang Liu of the Wu Clan with the help of their large formation."
Xiang Liu is the top witch of the Wu Clan, a Hunyuan Celestial Immortal-level existence. He is one of the few Hunyuan powerful men of the Wu Clan who survived the Lich War.
It goes without saying that he is very powerful.
And Chongshan was able to defeat the other generation with the help of a large formation, which indeed shocked the ancient world. This made Chongshan Academy, which was not very famous at first, become one of the largest sects in the ancient world.
"It wasn't just Xiang Liu who they fought back."
Fuxi sighed slightly.
He never expected that Chongshan Academy, which was different from the education system passed down from master to apprentice, could actually explode with such tyrannical power.
If ordinary people’s education can be described as “it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people”, then in the world of spiritual practice, it can be said that “it takes tens of thousands of years to cultivate trees and a hundred years to cultivate people”.
The longer the time goes by, the stronger the accumulated strength becomes.
Fuxi's thinking was still stuck in the prehistoric mainstream state of master-disciple inheritance, and he had underestimated Chongshan Academy.
Between Jiejiao and Chongshan, I chose the former. Now I regret it somewhat.
Apart from the saint factor, the direct disciples of the Sanqing sect and a small number of registered disciples are better than the Chongshan disciples of the same level of cultivation.
But the difference in quantity is too far.
Even for Jie Jiao, who is known as the Ten Thousand Immortals who come to court, the number of disciples of Daluo is only one-tenth of Chongshan.
Moreover, compared to the crooked melons and split dates of Jie Jiao, the quality of Chongshan disciples trained through the formal cultivation system is far higher than those of Jie Jiao's outer disciples.
After truly realizing the reality of Chongshan's rapid growth in strength, he regretted his original recklessness more and more, and wanted to meet with Xu Junming again to restore the misunderstanding between the two parties.
It's a pity that Bai Yuanxing was summoned several times, but the news he got was that he was in retreat.
This time I held a tribal meeting and asked Bai Yuanxing to go back and invite him in person. I thought there was little hope, but I didn't expect that the other party actually came.
Not long after, the minister came back with hundreds of jade slips.
Fuxi stretched out his hand and all the jade slips flew into his hand. He closed his eyes and his face became happy.
"Found it."
Pick one out and give the rest to the minister.
Nuwa took it and took a look.
Sure enough, I found the record of "Chongshan, Xu Junming, Dojo Buzhoushan".
"How did brother know that Xu Junming would register at the city gate?"
"Haha. After all, Xu Junming is also the leader of a sect, Hunyuan Mighty. Although he doesn't want to come to see me because of the gap in the past, but since he agreed to come to watch the ceremony, he will definitely not sneak in quietly. This kind of thieves' behavior is not consistent.
The demeanor of a leader."
"As long as he walks in openly, he will definitely leave traces at the city gate."
"Brother is still as smart as the sea and full of tricks as before, which makes my little sister admire him."
Fuxi sighed.
"What is wisdom? If you were really smart, you shouldn't have completely offended Chongshan back then."
"Brother, there is no need to sigh. If you offend me, you will be offended. No matter how strong the Chongshan Academy is, without a saint sitting in charge, it will not be as good as the Three Pure Ones and the Western Sect."
"What's more, with my sister here, and my brother now becoming the emperor of the human race, controlling 30% of the destiny of the human race in the ancient times, the future will be ridiculously unpredictable."
Fuxi nodded.
"Let's go and meet this fellow Daoist Xu, and I'll also see what a person who can win such praise from my brother is like."
Fuxi nodded and was about to go out.
Suddenly, a powerful escaping light came from outside. After a while, the general manager and ministers came quickly.
"Reporting to the Holy Emperor, Your Majesty, Patriarch Panwang of Baiman Mountain and Ten Thousand Poison Cave is here to visit."
"Why is this old poisonous creature here?"
Nuwa's face showed a look of disgust.
Patriarch Pan Wang was also a peer who had attended the Taoist lectures at Zixiao Palace, so she naturally knew him. However, there was not much interaction between the two parties.
"Coming here at this time, of course, is to watch the ceremony."
"Please."
"yes."
The ministers turned around and left.
"Brother, I have disappeared from this person."
"That's fine."
"When I meet Patriarch Panwang, I will go look for Xu Junming with my sister."
Nuwa nodded and disappeared instantly.
Not long after, an old man wearing a robe embroidered with a red nine-tailed scorpion pattern, holding a wooden staff, with a short stature, long hair and a shawl, and a sinister expression walked in.
“I haven’t seen you for many years, but my Taoist friend Panwang is still as charming as ever. I’m really gratified.”
"Haha, fellow Taoist Fuxi has returned from the catastrophe, and will soon ascend to the throne of the Emperor of the Human Race. My little Taoism, I pale in comparison in front of fellow Taoist."
A trace of surprise flashed in Fuxi's eyes.
"This old man has always been arrogant. Why did he keep his attitude so low today? It seems that he is asking for something from me."
"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat."
"please."
The two of them sat down separately as guest and host, and the general manager ordered the waiter to serve tea.
After three rounds.
"Fellow Taoist, I came here a little early. The Fuxi clan's tribal conference is still in January. In the meantime, I have to trouble Taoist Friend Panwang to stop in Wanqiu for a while."
"It's only one month, it goes by in a blink of an eye, it doesn't matter."
After a pause, Patriarch Panwang patted the magic bag on his waist, and a jade box flew towards Fuxi.
"I am poor in Baiman Mountain and don't have much good things. These colorful glazed honeys are what I have accumulated over the years. I brought them here today as a gift to congratulate fellow Taoist Daoist for returning to the Hunyuan Avenue. I hope you will accept them."
Although Baiman Mountain was turned into a poison cave by Ancestor Pan Wang, there are still many good things, and this colorful glazed honey is one of them.
I took it and opened it and took a look.
There are nine kilograms of honey glittering in seven colors inside.
"This old man is so generous."
The Colorful Glass Bee is a Daluo-level spiritual insect, and it only takes ten thousand years to produce a drop of spiritual honey.
Its warming and tonic effect and healing ability are better than the top-grade Daluo elixir, and it is extremely precious.
Normally, Patriarch Pan Wang is extremely precious and rarely takes it out unless he asks for help from others.
Taking out so much today is obviously not just as simple as congratulating myself on ascending to the throne of emperor.
"Fellow Taoist, you are asking for such a generous gift, right?"
Putting the lid on the box, Fuxi said directly.
"Fellow Taoist Fuxi has seen thousands of miles, and that is indeed the case."
Fuxi made a gesture of asking him to speak frankly.
"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I traveled to the Southern Wilderness three hundred years ago and found two Time Cicadas deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
Fuxi's brows jumped.
"Fellow Daoist King Pan, you really have a good opportunity."
The Time Cicada is a rare time spirit insect. From the birth of the ancient world to the present in hundreds of Yuanhui, the Time Cicada has appeared no more than a handful of times.
"My fellow Taoist, I don't know. The two time cicadas have been sealed because they haven't received spiritual energy for a long time. One of them has died. The remaining one was given to my three disciples to train. Who would have thought that this bastard would be so bold as to steal from me?"
The time cicada escaped."
"I tried hard but couldn't find it for a long time. I had no choice but to seek help from fellow Taoists."
"Fellow Panwang, you want me to deduce something for you?" Fuxi said suddenly.
"Exactly."
Think about it for a moment.
"I can help fellow Taoists make calculations, but fate is the most mysterious thing. There are too many unknown factors, and I am not 100% sure."
"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, don't worry. Regardless of whether this matter is successful or not, I will be very kind to you."
Fuxi nodded. Although Patriarch Panwang was only a Hunyuan Celestial Immortal who was close to perfection and had not yet advanced to the level of a Hunyuan True Immortal. However, his poison path was strange and unpredictable. Even a Hunyuan True Immortal would be attacked by accident.
Therefore, Fuxi didn't mind selling him a favor.
With a thought in his heart, a simple Bagua disk appeared three feet above his head.
Fuxi understood the innate Bagua, so this Bagua disk looks much simpler than that of later generations.
There are only eight hexagrams of Qiankun, Xunzhen and Kanligendui.
It was not until the Shang and Zhou dynasties that King Wen Jichang added the hexagrams to sixty-four hexagrams, which were named "Huntian Bagua".
There is no difference in strength or weakness between the two types of Bagua.
It’s just that acquired gossip is more detailed and easier to understand than innate gossip.
To use a simple metaphor, Fuxi's innate Bagua is the main pole, and Ji Chang's acquired Bagua are the branches and leaves.
Both are indispensable.
Under the influence of magic power, rays of spiritual light soared into the sky from the Bagua Pan, and a mysterious aura spread out.
Ancestor Pan Wang stared closely at the Bagua Pan, with deep anticipation in his eyes.
As time passed, Fuxi's aura became stronger and stronger.
Sudden.
With a 'bang' sound, the Bagua Pan seemed to have been hit hard by something, and the aura instantly dispersed.
Fuxi's face turned pale and his breath became short.