Gu Shao was injured and stepped forward, before coming to the State Guesthouse.

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The armored soldiers guarding the gate raised their long spears: "Who is coming? The important place of the State Guesthouse, no idlers are allowed to trek in!"

"Young man, don't retreat quickly!"

The young soldier frowned and scolded Gu Shaoshang when he saw that Gu Shaoshang was just a young boy.

"I heard that the current priest summoned the world's masters, Martial Saints, and compiled the Taoist scriptures at the State Guesthouse. I came down here for this!"

Gu Shaoshang said lightly.

Although his figure seemed to be only about teenagers, he had an extraordinary temperament. The soldiers looked at each other and were a little surprised.

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At this time, a luxurious carriage slowly came.

"Well!"

The carriage stopped, the coachman knelt on the ground, and a young man in a plain yellow brocade robe walked down and came to the state guesthouse.

A team of imperial guards with a calm expression followed behind him.

Hurry!

The faces of the soldiers changed and all of them fell to the ground: "I have met the Fourth Prince!"

The State Guesthouse compiled Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures and was highly valued by Emperor Gan Yang Yun and his princes. Many of his princes came here to inspect.

This young man wearing a golden crown, a plain yellow brocade robe, and a folding fan is named Yang Pan, and is the fourth prince of the present day.

"What's going on?"

Although Yang Pan was only in his teenage years, he was noble and calm in his words.

His eyes swept over Gu Shaoshen, who was standing with his hands behind his back, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

After thunder tribulation, Gu Shaoshu's temperament did not change much, and he still looked like a teenager. Yang Pan naturally recognized that this young man was the one he had seen in the palace that day and left through the sky.

"Your Highness! This young man is coming here to usurp the remaining Taoist scriptures and martial scriptures, but"

The soldier did not dare to neglect when he heard this, and stepped forward and whispered.

"Yeah, go back!"

Yang Pan swayed in his hand, indicating that he knew.

"yes!"

The soldiers stood up and continued patrolling the State Guesthouse.

"Your Highness Yang Pan, what's your name?"

Yang Pan smiled and walked into Gu Shaoshu.

"My name is Hong Xuanji!"

Gu Shaoshen's eyes lit up slightly, and he replied lightly.

Yang Pan was only twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his martial arts cultivation was only at the level of a congenital martial artist. Although it seemed good to ordinary people, it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Gu Shaoshang.

"Hong Xuanji?"

Yang Pan's smile did not diminish, and he didn't care about Gu Shaoshen's coldness at all. He smiled and said, "Do you want to go to the State Guesthouse? You happen to go with me!"

Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly and stepped into the State Guesthouse with Yang Pan one after another.

The state guesthouse has a large area, with white stones paved, rockery, and beautiful environment.

The main hall in the middle is a hundred feet in a radius. In the main hall, a group of people are sitting upright, and countless servants are carrying classics, busy.

When Yang Pan and Gu Shaoshang walked into the hall, two people moved slightly in the middle of the hall and raised their heads at the same time.

One of them is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a gloomy face, a heavy date, and a black Taoist robe.

The other one is a middle-aged man wearing a monk's robe. Although the man was wearing a monk's robe, he had no scars or a bald head. His short and thin hair stood up like a steel needle.

The middle-aged man's eyebrows were condensed, and his aura was extremely restrained, but he still felt like he could not ignore it like the sun.

No matter how many people in the crowd, they will see him first!

"Fight the Moon of Foyin!"

Gu Shaoshen's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at the middle-aged monk sitting in the middle of the hall, and knew it in his heart.

The middle-aged monk must be the first immortal in the Dachan Temple, fighting for Fo Yinyue.

Although he only had the early stage of the human immortal cultivation, he had the current Tathagata Sutra and was full of blood and energy. Even if he faced the Dream God Machine, he would dare to fight!

"I've seen the Fourth Prince!"

The servants in the hall knelt on the ground, and the masters of the monks and Taoists also nodded slightly.

"Don't be too polite for you, masters."

Yang Pan smiled and asked the crowd to get up.

"Xuanji, I'll introduce it to you."

Although Yang Pan is young, he has his own temperament and introduces Hong Xuanji with a smile.

First, Yang Pan looked at the monk Yinyue in the middle of the hall: "This is the elder of the six holy places in the world, the Great Zen Temple in Zhongzhou, Master Yinyue!"

"Hong Xuanji has met Master Yin Yue!"

Gu Shaoshu's expression remained unchanged and bowed slightly.

"Your Highness, my friend!"

Monk Yinyue's face remained unchanged, and he just nodded lightly.

Gu Shaoshuo had excellent hidden skills. He hid his strength the moment he stepped into the hall. Even Yin Yue was shocked. After looking at it, he never found anything.

Therefore, in his opinion, Mr. Gu was just a young man with good talent.

"The Sutra of the Tathagata in the World!"

Mr. Gu's eyes were hanging down, covering the divine light in his eyes.

In his senses, Yin Yue sat upright on the chair, and there was a momentum of the big Buddha sitting upright in the temple. In the infinite domineering aura, it also showed infinite compassion.

In his body, you can faintly feel a domineering aura of the most powerful and holy.

Around him, several young monks of the Grand Chan Temple at the Grand Chan Temple were silently writing some martial arts knowledge.

Afterwards, Yang Pan introduced the middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe to Gu Shaoshang: "This is the true immortal of Fang Xiandao's tribulation, Elder Xiao!"

"Fourth Prince!"

The Taoist priest was very upright, nodded lightly, bowed to Yang Pan, and did not look at Gu Shao’s injury.

In the hall, he and Yin Yue were the chief officials who were usurped by the Taoist Jingming. The two were clearly divided into two parts, one in the south and one in the north, and they didn't even say a word to each other.

Gu Shaoshen shook his head slightly, his face as usual.

This Taoist priest Xiao, Gu Shaoshang, recognized it as the ghost immortal who defected to Daqian and survived a thunder tribulation.

Because of his cultivation, he is barely capable, but he is arrogant and arrogant.

It is said that when he first became a ghost immortal, he once provoked Monk Yinyue. Yinyue just roared and drank his soul out of his body, almost scattered, and disappeared from the world forever.

From then on, I felt deeply ashamed. If Emperor Qian had not promised many benefits, I would have probably not come out to be in the same room as Yin Yue.

Beside him are the three ghost immortals belonging to Daqian, as well as a group of Taoist cultivators possessed and revealed.

It seems that there are quite a few people, but in fact, it is not enough to be Monk Yinyue alone.

The true teachings of Taoist art in the Taishang Taoism in all dynasties were only Taoist masters and saints, and the rest of them could only cultivate their fur, and there were only a few small fish and shrimps. Not to mention ghost immortals, there was only one person in the realm of possession.

"Your Highness, come and see that the Taoist scripture knitted usurpsy already has its own eyes!"

Elder Xiao smiled faintly and said to Yang Pan.

The other immortal Tao is dependent on Daqian, which is naturally different from the Dachan Temple, and he also attaches more importance to Yang Pan. At this time, he naturally needs to report on the progress.

"Your Highness will be there."

Gu Shaoshu's face was as usual, and he bowed his hand and walked towards the Dachen Temple.

Although Dagan summoned the world's masters to compile the Taoist scriptures and martial scriptures, in fact, except for several major sects, there were not many casual cultivators in the hall.

Most of them organize documents in other rooms of the State Guesthouse. In this hall, there are only leaders of sects such as Dazen Temple.

With Gu Shaoshu's spiritual sense, there are no less than 10,000 people in the entire State Guesthouse who practice martial arts and Taoism. Although there are not many masters, their scale is also very large.

Step on

Gu Shaoshen walked step by step.

The monks such as Dachan Temple ignored them and compiled the martial arts scriptures on their own, sorted out all the martial arts materials, and finally handed them over to Yin Yue.

Hundreds of classics have been piled up on the table in front of Monk Yinyue.
To be continued...