"What a Taoist madman, you are so energetic! It seems that I was wrong this time!" A long laugh rang out, and then a white-haired old man holding a fishing drum and riding a donkey slowly appeared not far away.

The old man had a strange face, with a long hair and a childish face, and looked a bit fairy-like. But what was even more surprising was that before this person spoke, no one of the people present noticed his arrival.

Yuan Qing bowed his hand and said, "How could Brother Dao be wrong? With you in the formation, I don't have to worry about Cihang Jingzhai having the courage to play any conspiracy!"

"You! You! I know how to bother me!"

"Isn't this the ability to work harder!"

The old man looked at Yuan Qingwei with a smile, shook his head, leaned on the donkey's back, gently tapped the fishing drum in his hand, and fell asleep in the faint sound of Taoism.

And when he fell asleep like this, everyone in the audience lost their sense of his feelings again.

If he hadn't seen his existence with his own eyes, even Yuan Qingwei would not want to believe that there was still someone here.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Speaking of which, the identity of this donkey rider is also famous in later generations, and he is Zhang Guo, one of the Eight Immortals in Shangdong.

According to the original history, this immortal named Zhang Guo, who was originally named Zhang Guo, should have been born more than ten years later.

But this world itself does not fully match history. Only when Yuan Qingwei met him did he realize that he was the highest-ranking person in Lou Guan Dao now. Even if the contemporary Taoist lord who is over 100 years old sees him, he will call him Uncle Master.

The cultivation he showed was the same as Yuan Qingwei, and it was only at the level of a master, but his aura was the whole world. So far, the only person who Yuan Qingwei could not see through.

Even when he first met Zhang Guo, Yuan Qingwei felt like he had encountered a natural enemy.

After calming down, Yuan Qingwei came to the mountain gate under Qi Hui's leadership, where there was a Taoist with a crown and belt standing. His breath was peaceful, as if it was integrated with the earth under his feet.

But the three of them had just experienced the baptism of Zhang Guo, and they looked down on the realm of unity between man and nature evolved by Ning Daoqi. Yuan Qingwei said casually: "Why are fellow Taoists here?"

"But it came for his own way of Taoism!" Ning Daoqi turned around. The great master of Taoism had five long beards, his face was elegant and simple, and his mouth was filled with a smile, which was filled with obvious affinity, but what he said made people feel extremely displeased.

"Oh?" Yuan Qingwei smiled, but she felt a little regretful.

It seems that the Buddhist mind is still normal and has not lost his wisdom due to Yang Jian's series of blows.

If Ning Daoqi had the courage to say things like peace in the world and the people, Yuan Qingwei would guarantee that he could scold him to death from multiple perspectives. But if he said that he came for his own way, Yuan Qingwei would not say much.

After thinking about it, Yuan Qingwei pretended not to know: "As far as I know, the Taoist fellow entered the realm of a great master in the past, and borrowed the unique skills of the Buddhist Cihang Jingzhai. Obviously, the Taoist fellow's Taoist journey was to have a connection with the Buddha, so how could he find me?"

"This is a mistake!" Ning Daoqi shook his head and said, "I heard that the Heshi Bi is in the hands of fellow Taoists. This thing is transformed from strange stones outside the sky. It is best at tempering true qi. I came today, hoping that fellow Taoists can become beautiful and borrow it for a while."

"Haha!" Yuan Qingwei laughed loudly when he heard this, and then decisively turned the blame: "Are you just joking with a fellow Taoist? Not to mention that the Heshi Bi is not in my hands, but in my hands, why should I lend you such a magical artifact? What else can you use as collateral?"

"Why do you have to do this?" Ning Daoqi shook his head and sighed: "I actually came to the door, so I naturally knew that this thing was in the hands of the Daoist. As for what you said you should take as collateral? I don't know what your friend wants?"

"I said I want you to give it to the original text of the "Three Caves of the Sutra" of Shangqing School. Are you willing to give it to it? Do you have the courage to give it to it? Or do you have the right to give it to it?" Yuan Qingwei spoke with malicious intention, which made Ning Daoqi's face look very ugly.

Ning Daoqi, the great master of Taoism, inherited the Shangqing Sect, the largest sect in the southern Taoism. However, this first sect in the south was more than ten years ago, because of its close ties with the nobles of Chen State, and after Chen State chose to unite with the Demonic Way, he was hit by Yang Jian again after Chen State was destroyed.

If it weren't for this time that Ning Daoqi had broken through the Grand Master Realm, the Shangqing Sect would have probably declined now.

But although Ning Daoqi is a great master of the Taoist sect, he is known as the number one master of the Taoist sect, and is an important sign supporting the status of the Shangqing sect. However, in essence, because of his unclear relationship with Buddhism, although his status in the Shangqing sect was improved linearly, he actually had no power in his hands.

After all, the real enemies of the Buddha and Taoism have never been devilish that have been beaten out of the mainstream range, but they are each other.

Not to mention anything else, as far as Yuan Qingwei knew, the reason why Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou destroyed Buddhism was on the surface because the demonic Taoist fanned the flames in the dark, but in fact, the real mastermind behind the scenes was the Northern Taoist Sect headed by Lou Guandao.

During this period, although the Southern Taoist forces led by the Qing sect did not end directly, they also took advantage of the situation and attacked the Southern Temple.

Therefore, under this general background, the unclear relationship between Ning Daoqi and Buddhism will naturally seriously affect his status within the sect, and Yuan Qingwei's request was just to hit Ning Daoqi's fatal point.

After all, Ning Daoqi himself is not a cruel person. In a sense, he can also be called a true Taoist. He can try to alleviate the increasingly obvious conflict between the two lines of Buddhism because his Taoist path overlaps with Buddhism. Even if the consequences of doing so are to be insulted and become a Taoist thief.

But he could never do it if you let him slaughter the senior leaders of the Shangqing Sect for the sake of the Dao Road and let himself take over the power of the Shangqing Sect. Such a contradictory mentality shows Ning Daoqi's humanity and Taoism very well.

"Fellow Taoist is really a tough guy!"

Facing Ning Doqi's answer, Yuan Qingwei sneered: "You also know that this is a forceful situation, so why bother me to hand over something that is not in my hands?"

After saying that, Yuan Qingwei was too lazy to say more to Ning Daoqi and said straight: "Okay, you and I are both people with firm hearts of Taoism, and are definitely not people who can move words. Why do you have to talk nonsense now? I heard that you, Ning Daoqi, is the number one person in the Taoist sect, and today I happened to take this opportunity to do a game. If you win, everything will be up to you. If you lose, get out of here!"

After Yuan Qingwei said this, Ning Daoqi naturally could not continue to give in. He closed his eyes and sighed: "Since that's the case, then please ask fellow Taoists to take action!"

"You really want me to take action first? Don't regret it!" Yuan Qing raised his eyes and looked at him gently, and gently poked his hand. The skin of his palm was as smooth as silk. As the magic power was circulating, it revealed a clear jade luster, which looked like it was carved from the best jade.
Chapter completed!