The Elders of the Fu-lu School and Xuanzong were originally at daggers drawn, but the moment they saw this old man, they restrained their fighting spirit and became respectful.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Everyone bowed respectfully, and even the two Grand Elders of the Talisman Puppet Sect were no exception.
The old man opened his eyes. Li Mu discovered that his eyes were turbid and lifeless, his pupils unfocused and unfocused. He seemed to be blind.
He faced Li Mu's group of four and said in a low voice, "Have you caused enough trouble? If you've caused enough trouble, then go back."
Although the old man was blind, when he faced Li Mu, Li Mu still felt as if a pair of eyes were piercing through his body. When facing Dao Chengzi, he still had the will to fight, but in front of this old man, he simply could not summon any fighting spirit.
Yuzhen's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but a Grand Elder stopped him and bowed. "Sorry to disturb you, Martial Uncle."
He waved his sleeves, swept up Li Mu and Yuzhen's Grand Elder, and flew upwards.
After flying past a certain height, Li Mu's surroundings changed, and he once again returned to the sky above Xuanzong.
From beginning to end, the old man had only said one sentence, and it was enough to extinguish the anger of the two Grand Elders and make them take the initiative to retreat. The old man's identity was already on the verge of being revealed.
It was rumored that Xuanzong, as the number one sect of the Daoism, had a deep foundation, and even had an Eighth Realm expert within the sect. Today, Li Mu knew that this was not a legend.
The Seventh Realm expert gave Li Mu the feeling of a tall mountain, but it was not unreachable. He could always see the summit, but in this tall mountain, Li Mu could see the clouds halfway up the mountain. As for how high it was beyond the clouds, he could not even imagine it.
Yuzhen's Grand Elder frowned. "Martial Uncle, the disciple that Xuanzong is protecting …"
Tianyangzi shook his head and looked at Li Mu. "Child, it's because the sect isn't strong enough that you have to suffer."
The Taishang Elder didn't say it explicitly, but Li Mu understood what he meant. Xuanzong's eighth-level cultivator had made his stance clear. It was impossible to take Qing Chengzi away from Xuanzong.
Above Transcendence was Unification of the Way. In the entire Ancestral State, among the Six Daoist Sects and the Great Zhou court, only Xuanzong had such a powerhouse. No one could defy his will.
Li Mu bowed to the three and said: "Many thanks, Martial Uncles and Senior Sister Yuzhen."
The two elders smiled and said: "Before we two old men die, no one can bully you for no reason."
At the entrance of Fu-lu Pavilion, Qing Jingzi had already gathered all the disciples of Fu-lu School, including the dozen or so female cultivators.
The Taishang Elder released a giant boat and everyone flew onto it. Li Mu stood at the bow of the boat, raised his hand, and gently pressed down.
An enormous handprint appeared in the sky above the Talisman Pavilion.
Boom!
There was a loud noise and dust. From then on, there was no more Fu-lu Pavilion in Xuanzong.
Li Mu looked around and imprinted everything here in his mind. One day, he would return to this place.
Soon, the flying boat turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.
Countless cultivators looked into the distance. They would never forget their experience in Xuanzong, nor would they forget the Immortal legend who dared to fight a Transcendence cultivator with a Creation realm cultivation.
The name of Fu-lu School's Li Mu would soon be known by everyone in the cultivation world of Ancestral State.
Xuanzong.
On the highest floor of the Taoist Palace, cultivators above the sixth level of Xuanzong were gathered.
Dao Cheng Zi looked coldly at Miao Yunzi and asked in a deep voice, "As the Headmaster of Xuanzong, when the people of Fu-lu School attacked the mountain gate, you just stood by and watched. What right do you have to be the Headmaster?"
Faced with his rebuke, Miao Yunzi took off the Taoist crown on his head and said, "You're right, Uncle-Master. From today onwards, I will resign as the Headmaster and go out to wander the world to seek the Way. The Headmaster position will be temporarily taken by other brothers."
"Senior brother …"
"Senior brother, please reconsider!"
…
Several people in the Taoist Palace changed their expressions and tried to persuade him. Miao Yunzi just waved his hand and said, "I've made up my mind. There's no need to say more."
Dao Cheng Zi picked up the Taoist crown that symbolized the position of the Headmaster of Xuanzong and said lightly, "You are a sinner of Xuanzong. You are indeed unfit to be the Headmaster. Miao Xuanzi, you will temporarily take the Headmaster position."
A figure stood out and took the Taoist crown. He said respectfully, "Yes, Master."
The Grand Elder acted arbitrarily and forced the Headmaster to abdicate and let his disciple take over. This caused many elders to be dissatisfied.
"How can the Headmaster position be decided by the Grand Elder alone?"
"Grand Elder, you're overstepping your bounds."
"Even if someone takes over the Headmaster position temporarily, he has to ask Elder Tian Jizi before making a decision …"
…
Faced with the overbearing Grand Elder, everyone spoke up until a figure slowly walked into the Taoist Palace from outside.
The old man had his hands behind his back and his body was hunched. He limped as if he could fall down at any time.
It was such an old man that made all the powerhouses in the Taoist Palace bow and greet him respectfully.
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
As the only eighth-level powerhouse in the sect, the old man had dedicated his life to Xuanzong. He used divination to reach the Dao Integration stage and divined all the heavenly secrets for the sect. Xuanzong's strength was inseparable from the old man's guidance.
The heavenly secrets were hard to predict to begin with. Divining people was already extremely difficult, let alone divining the fate of the number one sect of the Taoist Sect.
For more than a hundred years, Elder Tian Jizi had made great contributions to the sect with his unpredictable divination skills. However, he had also suffered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao. He had lost his sight and suffered injuries that were difficult to recover from.
He was Xuanzong's disciple, including the seventh-level elders, and was the most respected existence in their hearts.
The old man walked in front of everyone and said slowly, "While Miao Yunzi is traveling, Dao Chengzi will temporarily be in charge of the sect's affairs."
Since Uncle-Master Tian Jizi had spoken, no one in the sect would object. Dao Chengzi was delighted and immediately cupped his hands. "Yes, Uncle-Master."
As expected, after the old man spoke, no one objected. They all bowed and said, "Yes, Uncle-Master."
No one in Xuanzong doubted Uncle-Master Tian Jizi's words. His divination skills were unparalleled in the world. He didn't even need to explain his orders because he could see the future that no one else could.
The old man looked at Dao Chengzi and said, "Xuanzong's future is in your hands."
Dao Chengzi's expression was solemn. He said, "I will definitely manage the sect well and not disappoint Uncle-Master!"
Not long after, in the sky above the Eastern Sea, Miao Dun looked at Miao Yunzi and asked, "You're leaving just like that? Grandmaster didn't pass the position to Uncle-Master Dao Chengzi because his temperament wasn't suitable to be the Sect Leader. He was worried that he would completely destroy Xuanzong. Once you leave, Xuanzong will be able to do whatever he wants."
Miao Yunzi said, "This is Uncle-Master's intention. Don't you trust him?"
Miao Dun was silent for a long time before he said, "I agree with Uncle-Master's every decision. Only this time … But he can see much further than us. Is Uncle-Master Dao Chengzi really Xuanzong's future?"
In a dead silent space, Tian Jizi sat cross-legged on the withered grass. He closed his eyes and made a gesture of pinching his fingers. Soon, a trace of blood flowed out from his mouth. In this space, the grass and trees became even more withered and yellow.
Tian Jizi slowly opened his eyes and murmured, "There can be no construction without destruction. Only by seeking life in death can there be a sliver of fate …"
…
In the sky above the Eastern Sea, on the huge spirit boat, Li Mu had already learned the identity of the old man in Xuanzong.
Tian Jizi was the only elder of the Tian generation in Xuanzong. He was also the elder with the highest seniority in Daoism. With his unfathomable divination skills, he had helped Daoism avoid several catastrophes in his life. One of the important reasons why Diabolism did not dare to invade on a large scale was that Tian Jizi had not yet fallen.
But this was not a reason for Xuanzong to bully others.
Li Mu had promised Xiao Bai that he would let her personally avenge the death of her clan members.
He had left Xuanzong today, but the matter between him and Xuanzong had only just begun.
Li Mu contacted Xuan Jizi with a communication talisman and told him that he was going to rebuild the Fu-lu Pavilion in Shen 'du. Li Mu did not intend to be so ruthless, but now that things had come to this, he no longer needed to give Xuanzong any face.
At this moment, a large portion of the Zu Province cultivators in Xuanzong had reserved the Fu-lu Pavilion. They would come to Great Zhou's Shen 'du to collect talismans within three months.
The price was so low that it defied common sense. If others were to write talismans, they would naturally lose out. But if Li Mu did it himself, he would make a great profit.
He wanted to build a cultivation market square in Shen 'du that was even larger than Xuanzong. The imperial court would only take a maximum of ten percent of the profits from the peddlers in the market square. He would also build a Dao field next to the market square and invite experts from the Department of Worship to preach the Dao every few days. The market square and Dao field would be open all year round. With the imperial court's influence and Shen' du's excellent location at the center of the Zu Continent, this Daoist exchange meeting in Xuanzong would be the last.
When they passed by Shen 'du, Li Mu and Xiao Bai got off the flying boat first. The two Taishang Elders and Yuzhenzi continued north to return to the Ancestral Court.
As soon as Li Mu stepped into the house, the space in the courtyard fluctuated. The Empress walked out with Mr. Mei and Shangguan Li.
Li Mu walked forward and said, "Your Majesty …"
Zhou Yi said with a sullen face, "I know."
She walked to Xiao Bai and hugged her gently, saying, "Sister will avenge you."
Xuanzong didn't even give face to the Fu-lu School, let alone the Great Zhou court. Li Mu walked forward and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Xuanzong is powerful. This matter needs to be discussed at length."
Zhou Yi said indifferently, "I won't be so impulsive."
She looked at Mr. Mei and asked, "Have you found out?"
Mr. Mei nodded and said, "Yes, Xuanzong has a total of 23 orthodoxies in the Great Zhou. They are scattered in the five counties in the east."
Like the Six Sects of Dao, there was not only one orthodoxy. In addition to the Ancestral Court, there were also many sub-sects in charge of providing fresh blood to the Ancestral Court. Many disciples of the Ancestral Court were promoted from these sub-sects.
Generally speaking, the Great Zhou court would provide convenience for these sub-sects. For example, they would be given some blessed land with abundant spiritual energy as a mountain gate for them to use for free.
Zhou Yi said coldly, "Order the five counties to take back the land the court gave them. Tell them to get lost. From now on, there is no Xuanzong Taoist field in the Great Zhou!"
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