"Return to nature?"

When they heard the words of Zhongxin Abbot, Liu Daguang and Wei Mingcheng did not react much, but the four people standing behind Zhongxin Abbot all changed their faces, and the eyes when they looked at Fang Yi were full of incredible.

In martial arts novels, you can often see that a master has reached the state of returning to nature, but in reality, returning to nature represents returning to nature. The whole person is like a newborn baby, and the true energy in his body has been transformed into innate energy.

According to legend, people who have achieved the cultivation level of returning to nature will develop various abilities that are even similar to Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers. Such people are only a handful of people who have practiced their cultivation level of returning to nature. In the eyes of those who practice Taoism, they can be called land gods.

"You all believers, are you right? He is young, how can he cultivate to the realm of returning to nature?"

An old man in his sixties had a look of suspicion in his eyes. In his eyes, Fang Yi did look like an ordinary person, but if Fang Yi showed this because of his return to nature, the old man was still doubtful.

"Xiao Song, don't call me a real person, I can't afford to call this title..."

Hearing the old man's words, the trusted abbot waved his hands repeatedly. The word "True Man" has a great meaning in Taoism. In the early years, even the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master was not worthy of being called a True Man. Until the Ming Dynasty, the emperor scolded the Heavenly Master for wanting to be the teacher of the emperor, so that he changed the Taoist priest with great virtue to be the True Man.

"The abbot is highly respected, and it is not an exaggeration to be called a real person..." Fang Yi took the words of the abbot of the faithful and said with a smile.

Fang Yi had a good impression of the Abbot of Zhongxin, and at this time Fang Yi also realized that the Abbot of Zhongxin should also be a practitioner of Taoism. The abbot of his body was the innate energy, but the Abbot of Zhongxin's cultivation did not reach the innate energy, which made Fang Yi feel a little strange.

"I dare not, Fellow Daoist Fang... Please come in. Standing here and talking is not a way to entertain guests..." The Abbot of the Zhongxin smiled bitterly. He originally wanted to call Fang Yi a real person, but facing this young man who was over 70 years younger than him, the Abbot of the Zhongxin was unable to call him out for a while.

"Old Song, let's wait outside..."

Hearing the abbot of Zhongxin, he called Fang Yi in, Liu Daguang looked at the old man who was just talking. Although Zhongxin, abbot of Zhongxin, was a highly respected elder in the hidden group, he didn't care about the specific affairs of the hidden group at all. This old man named Song Tianyu was the real senior management of the hidden group.

As far as Liu Daguang knows, there are three rulings in the hidden group. When an internal dispute occurs in the hidden group or a member is to be dealt with, the three rulings will issue an order after unifying their opinions. Song Tianyu is one of the three.

"Since you're here, just go in..."

Before the old Song could speak, Fang Yi said first. He did not come here to join the hidden group. With Liu Daguang and Wei Mingcheng present, I believe they would not use some so-called secrets to force themselves to join.

"this……"

Song Tianyu hesitated for a moment when he heard this. Just like the word hidden in the name of the hidden group, the hidden group has many secrets that are unknown to ordinary people. Not to mention Wei Mingcheng beside Liu Daguang, even Liu Daguang himself doesn't know many things.

"Come in..." said the abbot of the crowd, "Xiao Song, you don't understand the meaning of the existence of fellow Taoist Fang. You don't need to say anything else about the things you said before..."

"ah?"

When Song Tianyu heard the words of the Abbot Zhongxin, he was a little stunned because according to their previous discussion, he wanted to invite Fang Yi to the Yin Group. The Abbot Zhongxin did not allow him to mention it, which means he gave up the original intention of inviting Fang Yi to join the group. Since that is the case, there is no meaning to invite Fang Yi to come.

However, as the old generation of ruling who has led the Hidden Group for decades, Song Tianyu could not refute his words. He could only nod, suppress the confusion in his heart and let go of his body, and invite Fang Yi into the inner hall.

The hidden group usually has no guests, so the decorations in the inner hall are very simple. Apart from the four Ming Dynasty Taishi chairs, there is no place for people to sit. Between the four chairs is a tea table, and the tea on the tea table has not been cold. Obviously, they were drinking tea here before.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I'll introduce it to you..." Before entering the inner hall, the abbot of the crowd said, "This is Song Tianyu, he is from Qingcheng, this is..."

After the introduction of the abbot of Zhongxin, Fang Yi learned the origin of the four people in front of him. The oldest Song Tianyu is from Qingcheng. Fang Yi could see that Song Tianyu's cultivation has reached the late stage of refining Qi and transforming into God. He is only one step away from entering the realm of refining God and turning against emptiness. However, this step is like a natural barrier, and few people can overcome it.

Another middle-aged man with long hands and feet called Mingzhi was born in Emei. From Mingzhi, Fang Yi could feel a hint of Zen and Buddha nature. If he guessed correctly, this man wearing a hat would definitely show a bald head if he took off the hat.

The man standing next to Mingzhi's side has a simple name. His surname is Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi looks very young. He looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old in terms of appearance. However, Fang Yi found that this person's cultivation is only one of Song Tianyu among a few people. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Qi Refining and Transforming God. In today's era, it is already valuable to have such skills.

As for the last person, it was a graceful middle-aged woman. Her name was Shen Wanjun. She had just entered the realm of refining Qi and transforming into gods. Although she was not weak, she was a little worse than the other few people. In addition, she was a woman. Fang Yi just took a look and then withdrew his gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please sit..." After introducing a few people, the abbot of the trusted people gave up his seat to Fang Yi.

"Some seniors are here, how can you make a kid sit? Please sit down..."

Fang Yi waved his hand when he heard this. He was not a arrogant person at all. He did not think that he had the highest cultivation level on the field, so he was qualified to sit down. In terms of age, except for Liu Daguang, Wei Mingcheng and himself, the rest of the people were all elders.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, let's not talk about seniority. If we are seniority, we are junior..." Hearing Fang Yi's words, the muscles on the abbot's face twitched slightly. Fortunately, his old skin was loose, and this action was not seen.

"Zhong Tianyu, how do you say this?" Song Tianyu and others did not know Fang Yi's origin. A few days ago, they had never even heard of Fang Yi's name. If the abbot of Zhongxin had not invited him to come here for a few days, they would not have gathered here.

"I haven't introduced you to you yet..."

Seeing the dissatisfaction expressions on the faces of the people around him, the abbot of the Shangqing Palace in Fangshan, Jinling, said: "Fellow Daoist Fang is the abbot of Shangqing Palace in Fangshan, Jinling. In terms of identity, he is only higher than you and me. If it is in terms of seniority, then there is no way to go down..."

"I have never heard of this sect before in Fangshan, Jinling. I wonder who fellow Daoist Fang is a disciple of?" Zhang Yi and others looked at each other, with a confused look in their eyes. Only Song Tianyu seemed to have thought something.

Before Fang Yi could speak, the abbot of the crowd said, "When you go back to the mountain, you will know if you ask your elders."

"Real person, Fang... Fellow Daoist Fang is... his successor?" At this time, Song Tianyu seemed to have clarified his mind, and an incredible look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stared at Fang Yi tightly, but he did not mention Master Fang Yi's name.

"No..." The abbot of the crowd shook his head and said, "But it's about that person, you can just know it, no need to say more..."

"Ah?" After hearing the words of the abbot of the crowd, Song Tianyu seemed to be in a bad state. After a while of being stunned, he woke up and looked at Fang Yi and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, please sit down, please sit..."

"Abbot, this...isn't this suitable?"

Fang Yi was also a little confused at this moment. He could guess one thing that Song Tianyu's arrogant appearance at first and then respectful should be related to his master, but Fang Yi could not understand that his sloppy old Taoist master would have such a big name?

"There is nothing wrong. Fellow Daoist Fang, you are the abbot of Shangqing Palace, and you are comparable to the true true person of Zhongxin. Please sit down..."

This time, before the abbot of the trusted abbot spoke, Song Tianyu gave in. As for the other people, although they didn't know Fang Yi's origin, they also realized that Fang Yi's mastery must be very remarkable to make Song Tianyu, who is usually very self-respecting, make such a gesture.

"Okay, then I'll take the liberty..."

When Fang Yi saw the current situation, if he didn't sit, he would probably believe that the abbot and Song Tianyu would stand there to accompany him. He immediately sued him and walked to a chair that was relatively close to him and sat down, but gave up his seat.

"Real person, just sit here..." Song Tianyu let the trusted abbot sit down, and then said to the woman: "Xiao Shen, come and make tea, sit down too..."

For Song Tianyu's arrangement, those people had no meaning. As for Liu Daguang and Wei Mingcheng, they were all benefiting from Fang Yi's glory when they could enter this room, so naturally they didn't dare to think that they could get a seat inside. They stood beside them honestly.

"Abbot of the faithful abbot, but because of Zheng Lin Zhenren?"

With Fang Yi's cultivation at this time, he could do things with a straightforward manner. He had questions in his heart and asked directly. In Fang Yi's opinion, it seemed that only the Zhenglin Zhenren who he had not seen last time had such a great face.

“Yes, not…”

The abbot of the Zhongxin nodded and shook his head, and said, "He wants you to know, so you will know naturally. If you don't want to, the old Taoist priest dare not talk too much. Fellow Taoist Fang, with your current cultivation level, you will be able to reach that level soon, but don't worry..."
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