After Jade Purity Great Celestial Venerable noticed something a little strange, Holy Mother Taiyuan asked in surprise, "Teacher?"

Jade Purity Great Celestial Venerable paused for a moment while playing the zither, and said calmly, "It turns out that a young Taoist friend has come."

"Little Taoist friend?"

The Holy Mother of Taiyuan was slightly startled. After a dozen breaths, she finally sensed the subtle, cold and chilly aura that was slowly approaching, like the gradual expansion of clouds and the rotation of the North Star. She asked, "Bei Di's son, is this the Weaver Girl?"

The previous son of Beidi, and the only recognized son of Beidi so far.

That is to say, in the eyes of the head of the Four Emperors, the terrifying foundation that is enough to be crowned an emperor, the boundless foothold, and the unparalleled sword energy are the origin of the concept of [Yunxia]. Precisely because he was once the son of the Northern Emperor, once he has achieved enlightenment and really taken over the title of the Northern Emperor, even when facing the Jade Purity Great Celestial Venerable, he only needs to address him as a fellow Taoist.

That is why Jade Pure Celestial Lord only called him “little Taoist friend”.

Representatives recognize their roots and experiences.

His attitude is completely different from the one he faced towards Qi Wuhuo.

Taoist Qingyu said calmly, "It seems to be his calamity. Taiyuan, Beidizi is in the same realm of immortals as you. Your foundation and knowledge are much better than hers, but she was one of the people who was entangled in calamity in the last era. In terms of killing and aura, she is better than you. Leave quickly, otherwise you will be noticed by her."

Even among the Twelve Saints, only the Great Saint Tianpeng is at the Emperor level.

The rest are trapped in the tribulation from the realm of immortal to the realm of celestial emperor, so even if they live longer, they are trapped before the catastrophe. Compared with the once powerful Beidizi, they do not have an advantage in realm. And when it comes to killing and identification of qi, Taiyuan Shengmu is even less of an opponent.

One of the sayings of the Taiyuan Holy Mother who knows the calamity is:

"The disciples of the Three Pure Ones should be role models for all other paths."

"If Wuhuo were to deal with the Northern Emperor's impoliteness."

Yuqing said calmly: "Then he is not qualified to receive my teachings."

"My fate with him ends here."

"If you rely on my name and become arrogant and conceited."

"I will personally take back his cultivation, break his bones, and return him to the state he was in before he met me."

The Holy Mother Taiyuan nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"Then, teacher, do you think Wuhuo would do such a thing?"

Taoist Qingyu paused, turned his back to the Holy Mother Taiyuan, flicked his sleeves slightly, put them behind his back, and said calmly:

"Stand back."

"Yes, yes, it was the disciple who spoke too much."

Then the Holy Mother Taiyuan smiled and bowed, turned into a stream of light, and left first.

Taoist Qingyu just snapped his fingers and sent the zither back to Qi Wuhuo's courtyard.

There was no intention of intervening at all.

He turned and walked into the courtyard. The courtyard was shrinking and dispersing, as if it did not exist.

Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi also noticed the appearance of Bei Di Zi.

He also realized that the previous generation of the Northern Emperor's son was a calamity for Qi Wuhuo.

There was also no intention of interfering at all.

The eyes are gentle, calm yet grand.

The Three Pure Ones, the Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord, and the Four Imperial Heavenly Emperors are known as the Supreme Gods.

They all treat everything equally as an extension of their own path, and never treat anyone specially.

If so, then he is not a god.

The last person who relied on the name of Yuqing to do whatever he wanted had been beaten to pieces by him and would never be reincarnated.

Under the Three Pure Ones, my only duty is to impart knowledge and answer questions, that’s all.

The Supreme Master preaches the Tao, and his disciples are not allowed to act arbitrarily in the name of their sect.

Shangqing teaches, and disciples can do whatever they want. Life and death are your own responsibility.

Yuqing resolved the doubts, but his disciples used his name to do whatever they wanted.

I should kill him personally!

The more personally taught one is, the heavier the punishment will be.

So the town was as peaceful as usual, without the slightest difference or change. The young Taoist was thinking about today's practice, thinking about the skills, magical powers, moves, and the connection with Qi. Today's challenge, he always felt that he was almost reaching the hem of Taoist Qingyu's clothes, just a little bit, always a little bit.

But yesterday, it seemed like it was just a little bit short.

It was just this little bit that aroused the stubbornness and seriousness in the young man's character, and he had to grasp it.

The little peacock Qi Yuntun yawned, flew to the window, looked out, and immediately became happy. He flapped his wings, turned back, and said, "Aqi, aqi, that guy who always had a stinky face is gone. Let's go, let's go now! Let's slip away quietly!"

The young Taoist stood up and walked to the door. When he looked outside, he did not see the Taoist Qingyu.

The little peacock was particularly happy and was about to leave. The young Taoist looked at the open door and saw that there seemed to be no obstruction. He could come and go as he pleased and go down the mountain without any hindrance. However, he turned around and looked at the magic skills he had perfected on the table, as well as what he had gained in the process of solving these problems. He shook his head and said gently, "No."

"Hmm? Aqi Aqi, you're not going down the mountain?"

"Go down the mountain."

"But you have to go down the mountain with dignity."

The young Taoist priest pressed the ancient zither that had the words "Destroy Buddha and Behead Emperor" and said, "We must defeat him before we leave!"

The little peacock nodded vigorously.

It seemed that as long as it was Qi Wuhuo's target, it would trust him unconditionally. It flapped its wings and landed on Qi Wuhuo's shoulders. The young Taoist thought for a while, picked up the zither, and planned to go find Tao Taigong and other local gods, as well as the spirits and monsters in the mountains to talk, and explain why he was not yet able to open the furnace to refine the elixir and explain his magical powers.

So he went out, thought for a while, and put the sword box, Beidi mirror, scroll and other objects into the jade pendant sculpted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He carried the "Destroy Buddha and Kill Emperor" on his back and walked slowly with the ancient bronze stick in his hand.

He had no idea how heavy the object in his hand was.

He was just filled with joy and anticipation, as he hadn't been out for a long time and was finally able to see other people. On the way up the mountain, he met the little deer spirit, who was running and cheering all the way, attracting many mountain spirits and earth gods. When the young Taoist mentioned that he was not ready to preach, Tao Taigong was surprised and said with a smile: "It's only been seven or eight days, Wuhuo, you don't have to worry."

"Besides, we still have some other things to do."

Many earth gods and mountain monsters all laughed.

When the big black bear saw the young man coming, it rolled over and crawled over, bowing and saying, "Taoist, Taoist, have you read the letter? It may prove that I have no ill intentions, but the big tiger sent me here to find a place to practice and to deliver a letter to you and eat some of your spiritual herbs and roots. Although it is a bit excessive, there is no need to transform me into this state."

"I have been practicing for hundreds of years, but you turned me into a little bear cub. How can I face my lovers? It is painful, painful, but I am too ashamed to face bears."

The young Taoist asked, "What do you want?"

The black bear made a promise and said, "I don't want much. No matter how many spiritual herbs and roots you eat, I, the old bear, will plant them back for you. But there is one thing I want you to do, and I just hope you can change me back to my original appearance." The young Taoist naturally did not agree. He just told him to finish everything and plant back the spiritual herbs he had eaten before, and then he would naturally release him.

Black Bear was upset.

They chatted for a while, and the spirit beasts in the mountains brought them fruits and snacks, as well as a light monkey wine. The worry and urgency brought about by the blurred time in the young Taoist's heart were unconsciously dispelled a lot. The black bear was not giving up and planned to please the young Taoist so that he could unlock the seal of the transformation technique for him as soon as possible.

So he walked over with a silly smile and said, "Ahem, you must be tired, Taoist priest. Let me help you hold this stick."

As he spoke, he stretched out his claws and grabbed the seemingly ordinary bronze stick.

The young Taoist subconsciously loosened his grip slightly, and the stick shifted slightly.

The expression on the black bear demon's face suddenly froze.

? !!! !!! !!!

In an instant, he felt an incomparable weight of terror falling on him, extremely heavy and overbearing, and at the same time suppressing all of his demonic energy. His legs went soft, and he was almost knocked to the ground by the bronze stick, flattened, and crushed to death. The young Taoist thought of the Taoist Qingyu's warning that he must never let go of the stick.

He clenched his five fingers again, picked up the bronze stick and put it on his back, saying, "No need."

The black bear gasped heavily.

Both eyes were a little dazed.

For a moment, I almost thought that my name appeared in the King of Hell's book of life and death.

By now, my whole body is feeling a little weak.

Is it possible? After being shrunk, is it possible that even my strength has become weaker?

No, this shouldn't be the case. She was normal before...

At present, the black bear spirit, whose cultivation level has broken through again and has reached a height of 1.2 meters, sat there like a black sesame dumpling with too much stuffing, and began to think about his life as a bear. The gods chatted with the young Taoist for a long time. One of them pointed at the zither behind the young man and said with a smile: "Earlier, Master Tao said that the sound of the Taoist's zither can calm the mind, can save the dead, and can make the inner demons extinguished."

"I am really curious. It is rare to see the Taoist priest carrying his zither today. I wonder if there is such an opportunity to listen to his elegant music."

Qi Wuhuo thought there was nothing wrong with it, so he took off the zither that could destroy Buddha and slay the emperor and placed it on the bluestone. When his fingers stroked the zither, he was seldom affected by the zither itself - because he knew very well that the Taoist Qingyu was the same, he did not rely on his own status and skills to suppress the murderous nature of the zither, but relied on his own playing skills.

Such an existence can be said to have never been suppressed, and it has never been suppressed.

If they lied, it would be a humiliation to themselves.

The young Taoist can now use his magic power on the strings of the zither, and play the zither with his mind without being killed by the zither. After all, it is an instrument. How can a Taoist mind be controlled by an instrument? The melodious sound of the zither seems to be enough to clear away the dust in his heart, so the mountain gods and earth gods listen quietly, and the passing wild beasts stop running and just stand there.

The sound of the zither was vast and echoed among the mountains and rivers. Suddenly, there was the sound of a flute, clear and elegant, like a bird flying through the forest and flying into the sound of the zither. The young Taoist was surprised, but because of the teachings of the Holy Mother Taiyuan, he sensed the charm contained in the music, so he moved his fingers slightly, and the sound of the zither changed, echoing with the sound of the flute, like birds singing to each other.

The elegance of the piano sound does not suppress the clarity of the flute.

The clear and profound sound of the flute further highlights the elegance of the piano sound.

After the song was over, many mountain gods and earth gods were immersed in the music, unable to extricate themselves. The young Taoist stood up, put the zither on his back, held the bronze stick in one hand, and stretched out the other hand slightly. His expression was gentle, his voice was clear, but not too excited, and he said gently: "It is a pleasure to have friends coming from afar."

"I wonder which fellow Taoist has the interest to come to my Helian Mountain."

"Why don't you come out and talk?"

Tao Taigong and other local gods were slightly startled, but saw a person walking out of the forest. It was a woman, but she was slightly taller than an ordinary man, with a well-proportioned body, wearing a blue dress and white skirt, with a wooden hairpin to hold her hair. She had flying eyebrows and cold facial features. Her sleeves were hanging down, and her five slender fingers were holding a bamboo flute with the color of jasper dewdrops. Her eyes were light and her smile was gentle. She said:

"I was originally here to visit someone, but when I heard the sound of your zither, I was delighted, so I played music together."

"Please forgive me for my intrusion."

She was a little surprised, as she had asked the old ox about the young man's whereabouts, name and breath.

That's why I came to this world to look for it.

But when I was descending from Helian Mountain, I heard the melodious sound of the zither, which was grand and upright, as if it contained the rhythm of Taoism. Therefore, I composed a song to enlighten the people. But I never expected that there would be someone here who understood the music theory and could invite me with music theory.

That's why I came here to see you.

And when he saw that the young Taoist had a solid foundation, a peaceful brow, and was surrounded by earth gods, and had various nimble beasts surrounding him, he knew that he was an orthodox Taoist, and there was some admiration in his eyes.

I never thought that there would be such a talented and beautiful person in this world.

The young Taoist stood up to return the greeting. His foundation and many auras were restrained and suppressed because of the tyranny of Destroying Buddha and Slaying Emperor and the bronze stick. He said politely: "Senior, you can embody the rhythm of Tao in the music. You are much stronger than me. This is my chance."

After the transformation, the Weaver Girl saw that the young man was respectful in appearance, and he knew when to move forward and backward, neither humble nor arrogant.

After chatting with him for a while, he felt that his words, actions, demeanor and temperament were all in line with etiquette and it was difficult for people to have a bad impression of him, so he put down his airs and put down his intention to test his daughter's friend. Tao Taigong quickly stood up and gave up his seat. Although he could not see the true identity of this immortal, he had a keen eye and smiled and said, "We are just chatting about the place where we practice."

"If this Immortal doesn't mind, why don't you sit down and talk with me?"

The Weaver Girl pondered for a moment, then calmly sat down.

Although she was a person who had fallen into calamity in the previous era and was also a person of great luck, she was not modest in the face of these earth gods and ordinary spirit beasts, and spoke openly about some of the sounds of the great Dao, taking into account the limit that the innate Qi could accept. But soon she found that the young man could actually keep up with her pace.

After thinking about it, I felt like testing myself.

This added a little depth to the conversation. Even Master Tao was confused, but the young man was still able to keep up.

Moreover, it was not the kind of rigid dogmatic knowledge instilled by the elders, but he also had his own thoughts and understandings, and was very insightful. He could even use one corner to infer the other three corners, which was quite insightful. Therefore, the Weaver Girl could not help but admire him, clapped her hands and smiled, and sighed: "What a great talent, good understanding."

The young Taoist said: "My foundation is still far from perfect."

The Weaver Girl could not help but be surprised, for she had originally thought that the young man was being both arrogant and modest.

But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are sincere and everything he says comes from his heart.

She actually felt that her foundation and basis were far from enough. The Weaver Girl could not help but admire her in her heart and said, "Why be so modest? Among the cultivators I know, you are already one of the top practitioners with such understanding. You have enough reason to be proud!"

This time, he came mainly to arrange a time for the lecture. Now that his work was done and he had a casual chat with many gods, the young man stood up to say goodbye. Then he looked at the pretty and cold woman and asked politely:

"Where are you going, senior?"

The Weaver Girl said, "It is the town at the foot of Helian Mountain."

"I want to find someone."

The young Taoist didn't expect that the other party would also go to the town. He carried the guqin on his back and said politely:

"I am living in this town. I wonder who you are looking for, senior?"

"I can lead the way."

Someone who might have deceived Yunqin.

It is a person whose character is not yet known.

The person who asked Yunqin to give away the Beidi Mirror.

The Weaver Girl felt a little depressed, but she had a lot of admiration for the young Taoist in front of her. He not only knew etiquette, but also had a good foundation in cultivation. He knew when to advance and retreat, and he was gentle, modest and elegant. So she said in a natural and gentle tone: "It's okay. I know his name and where he lives."

"Once we're in town, I know where to find him, but I haven't asked you what your name is yet."

"Me?"

The young Taoist priest carried his zither on his back and thrust the bronze stick into the ground with one hand. He then performed a Taoist salute and said:

"I am a poor Taoist, and I have no doubts."