However, the three realms of heaven and earth are peaceful, and there are also places where demons exist.

Above the sky, in Xuandu Zifu, a place of wonderful Taoism, there is a main hall. On the left and right are two Taoist boys, both wearing Taoist robes, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with braids hanging down, and with a delicate and beautiful face. They were originally looking after the place and were about to light a candle, but when they looked up, they were stunned, and then their faces changed drastically.

It can be seen that there are many words left on the jade bi, but originally there were only a few names.

And now, another name has appeared vaguely.

The hurried coming and going and shouting alarmed the entire Zifu.

Soon, a Taoist priest walked out quickly and saw a shadow of a name on the jade disk, which seemed to be there and not there. The two Taoist children were extremely nervous and clenched their hands together. Even the Taoist priest who looked very cool stared at the jade disk. He first saw the word "Wei" and nodded, "Wei, very good, very good."

"If you can't fight, you can call it micro."

"To fight is to fly around and up, to fight is to charge left and right; to seek up and down is the image of Xunfeng. It seems that this child's Taoism is not very high."

"I guess you can't even do the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of your Head?"

"But he has a heart of seeking the truth, so he was given the name Wei, which is very good."

“Those who are good at practicing Taoism are subtle, profound, and incomprehensible. The word ‘subtle’ also has such expectations.”

Immediately, the jade disk began to turn, and the first word was about to emerge faintly.

The extremely elegant Taoist stared at him intently.

The two thousand-year-old Taoist children were so nervous that they almost hugged each other.

Finally this text appeared -

【mysterious】.

The Taoist priest suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, Xuan, it's Xuan!"

"It's Xuan, hahahaha!"

"It seems that the disciple that the teacher accepted is quite promising!"

"I just don't know when I can really come here."

He raised his hand to calculate, but could only get this Taoist name, so he knew that this was just a nominal disciple. However, even though he was just such a disciple, he was given this Taoist name, which showed that the teacher had high expectations for him. With some expectations, he said: "Xuanwei, Xuanwei..."

The Taoist shook his head. The inside of the Taoist temple was very simple, but the outside seemed messy.

It seems like someone is arguing.

Then they kept arguing and finally seemed to start fighting.

Then some people wanted to break down the door, some people pulled him back, some people tried to persuade him, and some people watched the show. It was just like a bustling grocery store.

However, this Taoist still shook his head, and was quite intoxicated in appreciating this Taoist name.

In the end, there were loud clanging noises, as if the world outside was turned upside down, which made them want to break down the door of Xuandu Zifu. The two little Taoist boys seemed to be going to open the door.

The Taoist waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it."

The two Taoist children looked at each other and said in unison:

"You don't care, but we are just little Taoist children, with only a thousand years of practice, and we haven't reached the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head."

"If something really happens, we won't be able to bear it."

The Taoist laughed loudly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden rope flew out, tying up the two Taoist boys together and hanging them on the pillars of the hall. They swayed back and forth, and he said lazily, "Is this the worst possible way?"

"Xuanwei..."

The Taoist lowered his eyes and sighed to himself:

"According to the teacher's style, doing nothing but achieving something, what happened to lead you into this?"

"But after that, it's your own path."

"One day, when you reach the state of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and the Five Qis Returning to the Origin, you can enter this door and write your name under that Taoist name."

The cool Taoist was thinking about something, but in the end he couldn't stand the noise of banging on the door outside. He stood up, opened the door, and said with a pair of eyes, "Who is making noise again?!"

Everyone was quiet.

The Taoist said: "Who doesn't want the elixir?!"

Everyone took a step back.

The Taoist said impatiently, "Or is it someone whose life span is about to end and wants to come to my furnace to refine the elixir?"

"Will it burn into ash, or turn into a Hunyuan body?"

Everyone took a step back and their faces changed.

"I just heard that he seems to have accepted another disciple. The emperors witnessed the Taoist name [Xuan Wei], so I was ordered to come and congratulate him."

"Yeah yeah."

The Taoist smiled and said, "Congratulations? Ke Ke Ye, where's the gift?"

"You all came here, so you won't come empty-handed, right?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: "Ah, this..."

As a last resort, they had to take out all kinds of magic weapons on their bodies. Those who had jade ruyi put them away, and those who had magic swords put them down.

The flying dragon god's disciple had two scales plucked out, and five drops of blood were left on the unicorn on one side.

Even a passing phoenix had three tail feathers plucked.

About two incense sticks later, the Taoist went back leisurely and placed weapons, swords, armor, and many elixirs on the ground. Clouds of mist rose up, and then he slowly counted them. If he liked something, he would put it in his arms without any hesitation. The two little Taoist boys were suspended in the air, swaying, looking at each other, and dared not say a word.

The door was closed.

The people outside also looked at each other.

Finally, they had to disperse.

"Forget it, it seems that he is just a nominal disciple."

"There are not many registered disciples, so it takes a long time. However, no one has really come here in these years."

"Yeah yeah."

"I was just shocked by the word 'Xuan'. Twelve disciples in that lineage was already a small number. This lineage is even stricter in treating its disciples. They are strict in accepting disciples and practicing. They must practice on their own, overcome their own sufferings, and break their own karma. Ordinary practitioners only need to complete a thousand merits and deeds, and even if they have faults, they can still become immortals. But this lineage requires eight hundred years of practice and three thousand merits and deeds before they can enter the room and receive the true teachings."

"It has been such a long time, and there are people who have recorded their names, but there is almost only one person who has arrived here."

"If I can't walk to this Purple Palace by myself, it will all be in vain in the end..."

"Do we still need to prepare our gifts?"

When this sentence was spoken, everyone fell silent. One of them sighed and said, "Although it is extremely difficult."

"But once he succeeds, his status will be so outstanding that he can be called a saint of Xuanmen."

"He is older than you and me."

"If he can't make it here, it's fine. But if that person can really make it here, and he is of the Xuan generation, then he is truly the second best person in the history. How can you and I not prepare gifts?"

"We must be prepared. I'm going to go make some preparations and find some peaches that are of sufficient age."

"I have to go prepare some too."

"It's fine if it's just a waste, but if we can really get here, we must not be rude."

"Let's go together!"

The elegant Taoist in the Purple Mansion Xuandu sat on the ground, propping up his chin with one hand, playing with an alchemy furnace in his hand, and said lightly: "It's all in vain, how ridiculous, isn't it fate that we met, isn't it worth cherishing that we know each other? You only care about the final benefit, and ignore the slow progress of the great way. It's no wonder that you can't make any further progress in your cultivation after a thousand years."

"But speaking of it, how many number has this been in the past few thousand years? Let me think about it, but I can't remember clearly. Oh, I wonder if I can give this furnace away this time..." He played with the furnace, which had three legs and was dark in color like brass. It was inlaid with the seven treasures of Taoism and shone brightly.

After playing with it for a while, he casually put it into his sleeve, propped up his chin with one hand, looked at the two words "Xuan Wei" on the jade disk, and suddenly said with a smile:

“Only those who have cultivated to the point where the Three Flowers Gather at the Top of the Head, the Five Qis Return to the Origin, and have completed three thousand merits and practices, can enter this place. At that time, you can add the two words ‘Taishang’ before your Taoist name.”

"That's what we'll call it then."

His voice paused, and then he chanted gently: "[The vast and boundless Buddha spirit, the three bright scenes, the five constants].

"【Taishang Xuanwei Zhenren, Yousheng Miaofa Zhenjun】."

“It sounds nice.”

"I will keep this honorific title for you. Let's see if you can take it away within a thousand years."

"Don't be like the previous junior brothers and sisters, who only have one fate."

The Taoist sighed deeply, stood up, his sleeves dropped to his sides, his eyes cold and peaceful.

Just like the rotation of the road.

On the road to immortality.

All the corpses.

"Before they even met, they had already withered."

“It’s really a pity.”