"Who is that? The new elder of Shangyuan Sect? Or some old monster who has never appeared in the world..."

"What old freak? Didn't you see the man next to her? Judging from his bone age, he's no more than thirty years old. They're holding hands, and they look like a loving couple."

"What's the difference between the old and the young in the world of cultivation?"

The man choked.

The man choked and instantly became angry: "Iron Shura, you are deliberately arguing with me, right? It seems that your Zihe Sect no longer wants the mine in Xishan."

Tie Shura: “…”

Damn, he is so mean. He talks to this woman even though he knows that she is rude and unreasonable!

Many sects below were secretly trying to figure out who Xihe was. But after much questioning, they still didn't know her origins. They only knew that she was welcomed by the direct disciple of the Shangyuan Sect's leader, who treated her with great respect.

An altar made of white jade, a square cushion, and incense rising from the incense table.

Boom——

With the sound of the bell,

A little tree demon in a white disciple robe came from afar with the disciples.

The young man had a stern, fair, and tender face, his eyes solemn, and he walked as if measuring with a ruler. When he reached Venerable Chang Hao, he knelt down and said, "Disciple greets the Sect Master."

Venerable Chang Hao raised his hand: "Stand up."

The waiter came forward and chanted loudly: "Recite the Zongxun——"

Outside the altar, the disciples of Shangyuan Sect immediately began to recite the "Sect Instructions" with great momentum and awe. The guests in the audience couldn't help but look sideways, and the elders of the major sects couldn't help but squint their eyes. This Shangyuan Sect was becoming more and more powerful.

After the recitation was over, Venerable Changhao stepped forward and said: "Now there is a good boy with upright character and profound elegance... Come into my sect and I will grant you the Taoist name Shenzhi." He took the purple waist badge from the waiter and hung it around the young boy's waist.

The little tree demon, oh no, the boy called Shenzhi knelt down and said, "Disciple Shenzhi greets the master."

Venerable Changhao stroked his beard and smiled: "The path to immortality is long, I hope you will not change your original intention... and pursue the great way wholeheartedly." Such earnest teachings can't help but move people.

Next came the disciple-accepting ceremony from other sect elders.

Xihe also saw several other people on the immortal ladder. The scholar became Fu Feng's disciple. The fat boy was the grandson of the sect elder and was naturally taught by his master. The rich young man and the little girl also had their own families... No one knew where the little beggar had gone.

Shen Zhi buried his head in eating the fruit: "I heard that he is a rare natural Taoist body and was taken away by the Supreme Elder."

As soon as the apprenticeship ceremony was over, he couldn't wait to run over here. He first hugged Fan Xiuhao and gave him a warm hug. Then he squatted in front of Xihe and acted coquettishly, wanting to eat the spiritual fruit in her hand. He also didn't forget to feed it to Uncle Zhong. His childish behavior made people laugh.

Onlookers: “…”

He pricked up his ears in surprise, and found that it was a relative.

I don't know where this person came from, but he actually made the Venerable Chang Hao, who had said he would no longer accept disciples, make an exception and accept him as a disciple, and even a closed disciple.

Xihe didn't care at all. She patted the boy's head and said, "Do you remember what your mother said? You must practice well, respect your teachers, be close to your fellow disciples, and avoid killing. Unless someone else takes action first, and..."

"You are not allowed to eat humans. You are not allowed to eat spirits that have taken human form either."

"I can recite it all, Mom, you're so long-winded."

The little face rested on Xihe's knees, eyes full of love: "Mom, you must come back to see Xiaobao often. Xiaobao will miss you very much."

Fan Xiu told him about this before entering the sect. Although the little guy was a little unhappy and felt that his parents were going to abandon him, he accepted this fact within two days, but made many requests.

Why do I have to come back to see him every month and bring him delicious food and fun things? I can't forget him.

Xihe couldn't help laughing: "I know."

With so many sects invited to the entire sect ceremony, it was naturally impossible to just watch the disciple-accepting ceremony. After the ceremony, it was time for disciples from various sects to compete with each other. For a while, the square was filled with the flashing of swords and the sound of cheers, and the blood was boiling.

The Qi Refining Stage, the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Golden Core Stage, and even the Nascent Soul Stage have all come into play.

Someone from the Dan Sect asked, "Why don't you meet your senior sister from the Shangyuan Sect? Since our master has accepted you as his disciple, shouldn't you show up?"

The disciples of Shangyuan Sect were suddenly speechless.

It turned out that their eldest sister had indeed disappeared for a long time. She had hurried into the sect last time, and no one knew where she had gone since then. He simply didn't answer and rushed forward with his sword in hand: "You have such a petty trick, and you still want to challenge my eldest sister? You must defeat me first."

The Danzong disciple was stunned, but when he realized what was happening, he was furious: "How rude of you! Take my sword!"

Sizzle——

The green wood sword and the white jade sword collided violently, sparks flying everywhere.

"Brother, beat him!"

"Junior brother, beat him!"

The surroundings suddenly became more lively.

Before leaving, Venerable Chang Hao came to see him off. In front of the mountain gate, a forest of peach blossoms filled the air. He suddenly bowed and said, "My disciple was rude and offended you, sir. I beg you to spare her life for her youth and ignorance."

The life span of a cultivator can easily be thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Qingle is indeed young and ignorant.

A gust of wind blew, and the peach blossoms fluttered, ruffling his clothes and hair. Shen Zhi looked at his master and then at his mother, feeling very uneasy. He couldn't help but grab the robe of the Venerable Chang Hao: "Master...what are you doing?"

Then he looked at Xihe, his face full of pleading: "Mother——"

Xihe touched his head and looked at Venerable Changhao: "I told you that day that she was fine."

Venerable Chang Hao couldn't help but look up: "But..."

"Venerable Chang Hao, do you know what an immortal is?"

Xihe's eyes were calm: "Immortal, seize the fortune of heaven and earth, achieve the supreme immortal body, travel the eight wildernesses and four seas, seek the supreme avenue, and enjoy immortality."

"Xian, that is, a person who steals the Tao."

Venerable Chang Hao was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Xihe looked at the little tree demon: "Of course, the world has its own balance. Those who steal the Tao will eventually return to the Tao... As an immortal, you should reflect on yourself and observe the three precepts every day. Don't go astray. Xiaobao, do you remember this?"

The little tree demon nodded vigorously: "Mom, Xiaobao remembers it."

Xihe nodded and looked at Venerable Changhao: "Venerable Changhao, do you have anything else you want to ask?"

This statement clearly stated that Qingle was not only a thief, but also a cultivator with evil intentions who had taken the evil path. If he had known better, he would not have asked any more questions.

Venerable Chang Hao bowed and said, "I have no more doubts. I wish you a safe journey."

In front of the towering mountain gate, amidst the flying peach blossoms, a woman and a man walked slowly down the mountain, followed closely by an old man in gray. Venerable Chang Hao and the little tree demon watched for a long time, until a flock of birds flew away and the three people disappeared from the road, then they turned around and entered the mountain gate.

drive--

In March, the willows are swaying.

A carriage left the city gate and drove off into the distance. Uncle Zhong asked loudly, "Master, where are we going?"

The man in the carriage held a scroll in his hand and said in a clear voice, "Go wherever you want to go."

Uncle Zhong: “…”

Helplessly turning around: "Sir, you just love to tease me."

Fan Xiu's eyebrows curved, and he stopped teasing him. He looked at the woman who had her eyes closed leisurely by the window: "Madam, what do you think?"

Xihe opened her eyes. Outside the window, she saw green mountains and clear waters, and everything was full of life. "Tianmu City."

"Go to Tianmu City."