Chapter 222 How Old Are You?

Hearing Dai Qing's tone, Jing Ting was stunned, "What's wrong, you don't dare?"

A person who came out of nowhere wants to get into their Xuanmen circle. He really overestimates his own abilities.

Everyone present here is from a sect, a regular disciple with a name and surname. Who would be willing to hang out with people like this and simply lower their status?

Dai Qing looked at the hostility in her eyes and was very puzzled. It was the first time they met, so where did the hostility come from?

"This is not a question of whether or not to dare. There is really no comparison. I don't understand your elixir, and you may not understand my physiognomy."

"That's true, but although our Yushan sect focuses on elixirs, we also dabble in Yin Yang Five Elements. I don't have to refine elixirs on the spot. I can still defeat you with Yin Yang Five Elements."

"And then?" Dai Qing leaned back in her chair, her eyebrows slightly raised.

This person does have some talent, but he's only just an entry-level talent. Why is he so arrogant?

"If you lose, you will not be eligible to participate in Xuanmen's seminars and will never be able to show up again."

Jingting raised her chin and looked at Dai Qing provocatively, full of arrogance.

"It's better for people who have nothing to do with Xuanmen to stay out of it. It won't do you any good."

Dai Qing nodded, looked into her eyes, and echoed,

"You're right. I also don't think I'm a member of the Xuanmen sect. Apart from fortune-telling, I don't know any magic or how to exorcise demons or defend the way of the Tao."

"I was only invited by the Taoist Master Zhen You to come and see for myself. I never wanted to get involved with you guys."

As she spoke, Dai Qing looked at the Taoist Zhen You.

"I am responsible for causing trouble for the Taoist priest. I was not thoughtful enough. It is just a folk culture museum, but it makes me feel like I have entered Zhongnanhai."

With this kind of atmosphere, she was unwilling to join.

A young disciple went beyond his master to challenge her, which shows that this is the rule of the Yushan School.

If someone provokes her, she will compete with others. Will she be able to handle it in the future?

Besides, who do you think you are?

The Taoist priest really looked embarrassed when he heard Dai Qing's teasing tone.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but I sent the invitation, so if I'm wrong, it's my fault. I originally thought that as long as it falls into the category of folk customs, one is qualified to participate and jointly promote folk culture. When many hands add fuel, the flames will rise high, and there will definitely be no such thing as stepping down on the inferior and praising the superior."

The Taoist Zhenyou said this, looked at the two people from the Yushan Sect who were sitting firmly on Mount Tai, and stood up directly.

"I invited you here, young friend. Since you look down on people like us, you can return to my Quanzhen Temple and be the headmaster."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people present changed and they all looked towards Yushan Sect with condemnation in their eyes.

"Master Xianling, this is the Folk Customs Museum, not your Yushan Sect. How dare you try to discipline our disciples?" Taoist Lei Xu of the Shenxiao Sect stroked his beard and spoke in a deep voice.

"Although the Yushan Sect has always advocated freedom and ease, if you are in the sect, you are naturally free to do whatever you want. But when you are outside, you still have to pay attention to priorities."

Hearing the condemnation from the crowd, Taoist Master Xian Ling's face turned unhappy. He glared at his disciple and quickly stood up.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. It's okay for me to discipline him. If you are a Taoist priest, please calm down. The child is ignorant and I will definitely teach him a lesson later."

When saying these words, the Taoist Master Xianling smiled gently, but Jingting beside him turned pale and lowered her head, not daring to look into her master's eyes.

"Since this young man is really a friend of the Taoist priest, he is naturally also my friend. Jingting is a girl who is used to being arrogant and doesn't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. Please forgive her."

The Taoist Immortal looked at Dai Qing with gentle eyes and a soft voice.

"Master Xianling, you don't have to be polite. I don't take it to heart."

Dai Qing curled her lips and stood up.

"Since this is your internal seminar, I really shouldn't be here. I came here out of curiosity to take a look. Now that I've seen it, it's time to leave."

"My dear friend, please stay. This is the address of my Quanzhen Temple. If you are interested or passing by, you can come to find me in the temple. I will tell my disciples that the door of Quanzhen Temple is always open to you."

The Taoist handed the address to Dai Qing and extended his hand to invite her in.

"I'll take you downstairs."

Dai Qing looked at him, feeling surprised, but she didn't refuse.

"Thank you," Dai Qing turned around and looked back at Jingting as she left, curling her lips. "Fairy Jingting, be careful of bloody disasters in the next two days."

"...You are the one who will suffer the bloody disaster." Jingting stared at her, her face flushed.

Seeing her angry and frustrated attitude but not daring to show off, Dai Qing subconsciously looked at another beautiful girl standing not far away with her hands hanging down, and she just found it funny in her heart.

She couldn't escape the bloody disaster. Besides, there was a red glow around the eyes of this quiet fairy, and her desire was not only strong but also her jealousy was strong.

Moreover, her lower part of the face is red and black, and the dark energy from the tip of the nose and the brow has been spreading to the chin. With this face, you need to be on guard against the problem of being stolen. But when it comes to the chin, it is not things that are lost but people.

Her cultivation partner was kidnapped. I wonder if this is a big blow to her.

Fairy Jingting was stunned as she watched Dai Qing disappear at the door. What was that look in her eyes just now?

It's ridiculous to bring back the bloody disaster?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment as they watched the Taoist priest lead everyone out of the conference room. Although they didn't understand why he was so enthusiastic and respectful to a little girl.

But if the Taoist priest's identity is really there, the Folk Museum would be missing half of its territory without him.

"Director Meng, this?"

"Don't worry, I will advise Taoist Master Zhen You again later. Folk culture has been very popular among the people since its establishment. In particular, Taoist Master Zhen You's contribution to the Folk Museum cannot be erased."

As Director Meng spoke, he glanced at the two Taoist priests from the Yushan Sect, his expression was self-evident.

The Yushan Sect is good at making elixirs, but people are not very keen on elixirs at this stage. What's more, the quality of the elixirs produced by the Yushan Sect is not outstanding.

In comparison, it is not as popular as the blessing talismans of Zhengyi Taoism.

Feeling Master Meng's condemning gaze, the Yushan Sect's immortal spirit and Taoist Yiyou looked embarrassed, as they were equally angry because their disciple's competitive spirit had ruined the sect's reputation.

Fortunately, I have already apologized. If I continue to have such a tantrum, it would be too embarrassing. I can only sit back and do it.

Downstairs, Dai Qing stopped Taoist Zhen You and said, "I was just curious today, and I didn't expect to cause you trouble."

"What happened today was beyond my expectation. I heard that Yushan Sect has developed a new elixir in the past six months. It is of good quality and was taken away by the superiors. It is understandable that Yushan Sect is rising to prominence and is arrogant."

"But being too arrogant will only destroy themselves. Sometimes, the higher you reach, the harder you fall."

There are really Taoist priests who shake their heads. They are a group of people who have been forgotten. It is their important task to quietly pass on the tradition, rather than to show off and attract people's attention.