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Chapter 893

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Shangchen, Orchid Plains.

After Taoist Feng entered this place, he was arranged to stay in a relatively spacious palace. However, other than a Shangchen Xuan Zun who came out to greet him at the beginning, no one else came here after that, as if they had forgotten about him.

However, he was not in a hurry. If the other party was willing to drag it out, he would naturally accompany them. Now, it was not Tianxia that could not afford to drag it out, but Shangchen.

As usual, he just sent out a letter requesting for a discussion every day. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also tried to observe this place.

In the more than three hundred years since Tianxia and Shangchen were separated, it was not that no emissary had come here, but they did not stay for long, nor did they go deep inside.

He judged that the place he was in at the moment should be a small world attached to Shangchen. It was not considered an important place, so no one came to restrain him and let him wander here.

There were also many people here who made a living by cultivating in this wilderness, but the tools in their hands were very crude, and their farming methods were also very backward. Therefore, he would send out an incarnation every day to teach the local people here various kinds of knowledge and help them improve their working standards.

He remembered that when he was still a little Xuanxiu with a very low cultivation base, he often did this kind of thing.

At that time, he would go to the wilderness and teach the people on the land how to cultivate the land, teach them how to distinguish and make herbs, teach them how to make more advanced tools, teach them how to build water conservancy and irrigate the farmland.

At that time, those people were just some indigenous people, but the people in front of him were of the same origin as Tianxia people, so it was easier for them to communicate with each other.

During this period, he did not show any magic, but only used his words and actions to give people tokens.

Not only that, after more than ten days of gaining the trust of the people here, he began to teach some simple breathing methods to children.

Children loved to play and were impatient, and some needed to help the adults with work, so not many people could persist.

But he did not mind, even if only one was willing to listen, he was willing to teach.

Moreover, he wasn't just preaching about the Dao. Instead, he would talk about some very interesting and fascinating stories after talking about the Dharma Access. Some children stayed in order to listen to the stories.

Although this place was not as good as the Inner Layer, with him as the Xuan Zun here, it naturally brought about beneficial changes to the environment.

It didn't take long for a few children to gradually become enlightened. Their bodies also became much lighter and stronger. Not only did they do more work, but their brains also became smarter. With these eye-catching examples, it instantly attracted the enthusiasm of the locals.

These people were not stupid. When there were no benefits, they were not willing to step forward, but when they saw the benefits, they naturally swarmed forward. Even those who were further away sent their own children over.

Daoist Feng did not reject anyone and treated everyone equally. After a month, these children and youths gradually became more well-mannered and well-mannered.

After another lecture, all the children and youths stood up and bowed to him who was sitting on the rock. They said, "Thank you for teaching us, Mister." Only then did they disperse.

Daoist Feng looked at their laughing figures as they left. He still sat there.

At this moment, a Daoist's blurry figure appeared beside him. He said, "Fellow Daoist, is there any meaning to what you're doing?"

Daoist Feng smiled and said, "Of course there is."

The Daoist's figure said, "You Tianxia Daoists are really strange."

Daoist Feng looked at the figures working in the fields and said slowly, "This is why I, Tianxia, am the Righteous Dao."

The Daoist's figure was silent for a moment. He said, "They're just some lowly ants. Do as you please." After saying this, he left.

Daoist Feng knew why this Daoist said this. Perhaps it was just a natural disaster, or perhaps it was just a random evil thought of an upper-level cultivator. The peaceful lives of these people would be destroyed, and everything before them would cease to exist.

Therefore, in this person's eyes, all of this was meaningless.

However, he did not see it that way. The things he passed down were like a torch. Even if one person remembered it, even if one person passed it down, it was equivalent to passing down hope, waiting for the future to light it up again.

Moreover, the future was full of changes. Who could say for sure?

Perhaps before anything happened here, Tianxia would have already destroyed Tianxia. Then, wouldn't all of this be meaningful?

He looked at the people who were working hard and were full of hope for the future. There were some things that some people in Shangchen would never understand.

When he thought of this, he seemed to have touched something at this moment.

The Daoist technique that he had deduced for a long time was suddenly like the water hidden underground that broke through the hard rock on the ground, turning into a clear spring that flowed out.

At this moment, in the palace, where he was, there was a clear aura floating around his body. There was also a clear glow in his eyes. It was not until a long time later that he returned to his original appearance.

He checked himself and said emotionally, "I didn't expect to have such a harvest this time."

At this moment, he felt something. He looked outside and said, "What's the matter?"

A disciple outside said, "Manager Feng Ting, someone from Shangchen is here."

Daoist Feng said, "Let him in."

After a few breaths, the door opened. A plain-clothed disciple came in front of him. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Envoy Feng. The Exalted Lingdu invites you in."

Daoist Feng said, "Alright, I'll go now." He stood up and walked out of the palace. He saw a cloud of lingzhi mushrooms descending on the square in front of the palace. He stepped on it and felt the cloud of lingzhi mushrooms moving upwards. Soon, he arrived at a cloud palace. The Lingdu Daoist was standing there.

Although Daoist Feng had never seen him in person, he had seen his painting. He cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Exalted Lingdu."

The Lingdu Daoist bowed again. Then, he gestured and said, "Daoist Feng, please take a seat."

Daoist Feng bowed again and sat down at the side.

The Lingdu Daoist also sat down. He said, "Daoist Feng, do you know that when you came here, Tian Hong brought many people from Shangchen to Tianxia?"

Daoist Feng didn't panic at all. He said, "But the Exalted One is sitting here."

The Lingdu Daoist said, "That's only because the discussion hasn't been settled yet. According to my original intention, I don't want to fight with Tianxia. That's why I pushed for this matter. But if you don't want to give in, then the result is hard to say."

Daoist Feng raised his head and looked at him. He said seriously, "Actually, it's not that this matter can't be discussed, and it's not that we can't give in. But we're only willing to talk to people who are willing to talk. Why should we care about people who are stubborn?"

The Lingdu Daoist's eyes flickered. He said, "Oh? Then I'd like to hear what you have to say. "

Inside the Yuandu Mountain Gate, the self-proclaimed Sect Master Ren Yinping sat on the Panwei Platform. He was still calculating something. A disciple came to the platform and bowed to report, "Sect Master, that Wei Tingzhi from Tianxia is here again."

Ren Yinping said, "Invite him to the Sun Hall."

The disciple obeyed and left.

Ren Yinping continued to calculate for a long time. Then, he stood up from the platform. The void aura around his body floated, and he appeared on the jade platform of the Sun Hall.

Wei Tingzhi had been waiting here for a while. When he saw Ren Yinping, he immediately bowed and greeted him.

Ren Yinping nodded and returned the greeting. He said, "Wei Tingzhi, I wonder if you've thought about what I said last time?"

Wei Tingzhi said in a deep voice, "Daoist Ren, the Court believes that the agreement was set by Daoist Xun Ji and Zhan Kong. Even if we're serious about discussing it, these two Daoists should come forward. Even if they can't come, they should at least present a token. Otherwise, I won't be able to trust them. Otherwise, if the two of them turn back and try again, wouldn't that just be empty talk? "

What he was trying to say was that he could discuss with Ren Yinping, but Ren Yinping needed someone with enough weight to come here. Who they were back then was who they were now. If Ren Yinping couldn't find them, then sorry, but Ren Yinping alone wasn't enough.

But if Ren Yinping really did find the two of them, then with their attitude, the problem would naturally be solved smoothly.

Ren Yinping's expression was calm. He ordered the disciple standing to the side, "Tell Junior Brother Wang to find Di Ming and Qi Weiyang."

Not long after, Daoist Wang brought two young disciples to the hall. He bowed and said, "Senior Brother, the two Martial Nephews have arrived."

Ren Yinping said, "Junior Brother, come and talk to Wei Tingzhi."

Daoist Wang agreed. He turned to Wei Liang and pointed at the white-clothed disciple. He said, "Wei Tingzhi, this is Di Ming. He is Senior Brother Zhan Kong's direct disciple."

Di Ming bowed towards Wei Tingzhi.

Daoist Wang pointed at the other young Daoist. He said, "As for Martial Nephew Qi, he is my Senior Brother's direct disciple."

That young Daoist looked to be in his early twenties, but the aura around him was bursting. One could see that his foundation was abnormally solid. When he was pointed at, he still calmly bowed towards Wei Liang.

Ren Yinping said, "Take out the talismans and let Wei Tingzhi take a look."

Di Ming and Qi Weiyang both agreed. They each took out a talisman from their sleeves.

Daoist Wang smiled and said, "Wei Tingzhi, these two letters were left behind by my eldest senior-apprentice brother and second senior-apprentice brother. They said that they entrusted all matters of the sect to Senior-apprentice Brother Ren to handle. I ask that Wei Tingzhi take a look.

Wei Tingzhi's expression turned serious. He took the two talismans and examined them. Besides the words, there were also the signatures of the two people.

His heart sank.

In truth, disregarding everything else, just from the fact that Daoist Zhan Kong hadn't shown himself, it was very likely that these talismans were forged. However, Ren Xuanping had these two things. At least in name, he could prove that he was the master of the entire Yuandu Sect.

Of course, he could also deny it and let Xun Ji do it. If Zhan Kong and Qi Weiyang came out, then he would be the one being unreasonable.

Ren Yinping said calmly, "Wei Tingzhi, can we talk now?"

Wei Tingzhi secretly shook his head. He looked up and said with a serious expression, "I, Tianxia, cannot easily change my mind. However, what I said before still counts."

Ren Yinping looked at him for a moment. Finally, he said, "I know what Tianxia means. Junior Brother Wang, let me send Wei Tingzhi off. "

Daoist Wang agreed. He made a gesture of invitation and said, "Wei Tingzhi, please."

Wei Tingzhi sighed inwardly. He knew that at this moment, there was no turning back. He stood up and said, "Mountain Lord Ren, please reconsider. I will take my leave first." With that, he cupped his fists and left the great hall.

When he walked outside, he sent a message to the two Xuanxiu disciples waiting there, "Send a message to the sect."





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