One hundred and twenty, Discussion on Taoist Assembly

  Bai Yu followed Liu Zhenguang's footsteps into the room and was somewhat surprised by what he saw inside.

  There were also quite a few people in this room, most of whom were likely around sixty years old, with only a small number of young people. Some wore Taoist robes, while others wore casual clothes. As soon as Bai Yu and the two entered, their eyes also converged on them.

  At this time, Liu Zhenguang smiled at the people inside and said: "Fellow Taoists, this is what I just said. That young talent who can't be underestimated, looking at his young age, others of this age are only standing at the starting point of cultivation, but he will soon reach the realm of a master of this law."

  Everyone in the room was shocked by his words and stood up, with a pair of eyes sizing up Bai Yu.

  This group of people were either possessed with magical powers or had extraordinary vision, and observing a person's general cultivation was not difficult at all. In just a few breaths, this group of people all let out cries of surprise. Afterwards, among the crowd, several Taoist priests stood up, their long beards fluttering in the wind, their eyebrows and hair all white, wearing Taoist robes, with an air of immortals and divine bones. It seemed that even if they walked on the main street, people would take them for gods.

  Bai Yu looked at these people with extraordinary appearance, but in his heart, he was thinking to himself: I suppose these are the leaders of each faction.

  In a short while, this group of Taoists had arrived in front of Bai Yu. The leader, who seemed to be the oldest, smiled at Bai Yu and said: "This fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary, we are ashamed to be inferior, and we really didn't expect that someone would reach the state of casting spells without incantations at such a young age." As soon as these words fell, they caused a huge stir in the room. Although these people had seen that Bai Yu's cultivation was extraordinary, they wouldn't think that he could surpass the cultivation of the leaders of various sects. After all, even the two most powerful Taoist masters, Qingyu Zhenren and Changhong Zhenren, had only reached the peak of casting spells with incantations.

  They can now also understand why Liu Zhenguang called Bai Yu "Dao You". It turns out that the person in front of him is the legendary potential stock, who has reached the cultivation of spell-free casting at this age. In a few decades or even ten years, he will definitely become a generation master, and may be the last generation master of this Dharma-ending era.

  Their eyes no longer dared to have a hint of impurity, completely treating the white feather as a Taoist master.

  At this time, Bai Yu hurriedly saluted the several Taoist priests in front of him and said: "Several Taoist priests are polite, you are really too courteous to me, with my age, how can I be worthy of the title 'Taoist friend'."

  The old Taoist, however, took the lead in returning a courtesy to Bai Yu, and then stood up straight, chuckling: "I suppose you're really not from any sect, and also don't know that there's a rule in our Taoist school."

  "What rules?"

  The old Taoist smiled slightly and said: "Do you know, fellow practitioner, that 'the Way does not speak of longevity'?"

  Upon hearing this, Bai Yu slapped his own forehead hard, and he suddenly remembered a small story he had heard someone tell before.

  Someone who has just entered the Taoist temple sees a Taoist with a long white beard and hair, looking youthful, and asks with respect: "Sir, how old are you this year?" However, the old Taoist avoids answering. He simply nods and smiles to indicate. The reason why Taoist practitioners avoid telling their age is because of the taboo against speaking about one's longevity.

  Why doesn't Taoism talk about longevity? This is because Taoism is happy to live and evil to die, pursuing immortality and eternal life, so they avoid mentioning age to people.

  So Bai Yu said that his age was relatively young, and because he had the Taoist idea of longevity, it really didn't work in front of these many Taoists.

  Bai Yu smiled somewhat awkwardly and said, "In that case, I won't decline the offer from all of you fellow Taoists."

  The old Taoist smiled indifferently and introduced himself, "My Taoist name is Changhong. The one beside me is Qingyu Zhenren of the Quanzhen School."

  Bai Yu heard this but didn't show a hint of surprise. He had already suspected something earlier and knew that the leader of the Taoist group was definitely not ordinary.

  At this moment, a Taoist priest in his sixties walked up to him. He looked White Feather up and down with a hint of surprise in his eyes, then asked: "Fellow Taoist, did you really learn the magic of Mao Mountain?"

  Bai Yu secretly suspected that this person was actually the leader of Mao Mountain, Mao Zhenren. He nodded and said: "I think this is indeed Mao Zhenren of Mao Mountain. What I have learned is precisely the secret skills of Mao Mountain."

  Mao Zhen's face showed an even deeper look of surprise, and he said: "No master to guide your cultivation? Can you learn the elixir decision of Mao Mountain?" Then, he suddenly clapped his hands and pointed at Bai Yu in amazement, exclaiming: "Born with a Dao bone! Born with a Dao bone!"

  Seeing his reaction, Bai Yu was somewhat stunned.

  Chang Hong Zhen Ren smiled and said, "Not bad, the emergence of fellow Taoist is indeed a blessing for our Taoist school. Judging from your current achievements, it's likely that you will become a generation master in no time, and when that happens, you can also establish your own sect and make your name known for eternity."

  Bai Yu shook his head, but in his heart, he wasn't very concerned. How could establishing a sect be so easy? In ancient times, it was already a difficult task, let alone in today's world where everything requires certification? It seemed that the government would be the biggest obstacle.

  The Qing Yu True Person, who had been silent on one side, spoke to the crowd: "Everyone, let's sit down first and not stand here."

  All the Taoist priests nodded and took their seats, while Bai Yu was led by Qingyu Zhenren to the central position, sitting together with the various sect leaders. A young Taoist priest happened to be on the spot, got up from his seat as an example, and poured a cup of tea.

  Changhong Zhenren replied with a calm and gentle expression, a faint smile on his lips, "Let's return to the original topic. I wonder if you have gained any new insights or mastered any new techniques during this period?"

  Bai Yu heard Zhang Hong's question and also hurriedly calmed down, listening carefully.

  A Taoist in casual attire stood up, smiled slightly and scanned the surroundings: "I belong to the Suotu faction, specializing in the Feng Shui of major mountains. Not long ago, I gained some insights and mastered a method for finding caves." This was an old man who looked almost seventy years old, but despite his white eyebrows and hair, he was full of energy and didn't look old at all.

  As his words fell, the eyes of everyone in the house converged on him.

  Qing Yu's true person smiled faintly and asked him: "Fellow Taoist, Yin Yang San Ren, I don't know how the method of finding holes you have realized compares to the previous methods of finding holes?"

  Yin Yang San Ren smiled confidently and said, "I dare to come and exchange with fellow Taoists, not half a difference." Bai Yu was somewhat thoughtful at this time, thinking that this gathering of Taoist masters was actually an opportunity for the top Taoist practitioners from all over the world to gather together and discuss their own insights and experiences in cultivation over the years.

  "Oh?" The crowd's interest was suddenly piqued, and those from the Má Yī lineage were even more filled with anticipation. It seemed that this mysterious figure had quite a reputation in the world of Feng Shui.

  At this time, the yin and yang scattered people first paused for a moment, sorted out their thoughts, and then said: "The usual method of finding holes is to rely on the elements of feng shui space, but I have discovered a new method of finding holes that is..." Of course, this kind of feng shui white feather is not very understandable. He had not studied Feng Shui before, so he naturally couldn't understand some of the terminology used in the explanation of hole-finding methods, and all he could hear was a buzzing headache.

  The yin-yang loose cultivator finally stopped talking after nearly two hours and returned to his seat, whereupon some of the people from the Soil Faction applauded loudly and cheered "good", while others looked at the yin-yang loose cultivator with even more admiration in their eyes.

  Chang Hong Zhen Ren exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist is indeed a leading figure in the Feng Shui world of Huaxia, and truly has great talent."

  At this time, another person stood up. This man smiled and said: "The scattered people are indeed admirable in the study of Feng Shui. I have no achievements in terms of reason, but I have gained some insights in calligraphy." The age of this person was also high, presumably similar to that of the previous person. After all, these people had been immersed in their respective fields for many years and naturally had a deeper understanding, unlike those young people who didn't even understand some things and came here just to be listeners.

  More people are interested in this technique, after all, this kind of thing is what everyone can understand, and it's easy for people to explain.

  Bai Yu then carefully sensed the old Taoist's cultivation and found that he only had a hint of spiritual power, not even reaching the basic realm, and his heart suddenly lost all expectation.

  Under the guidance of Zhang Hong and Qing Yu, the old Taoist suddenly reached into his bosom, fumbled for a moment, and actually pulled out an eight trigrams mirror. He smiled slightly and took out a talisman paper, stuck it on the mirror, and began to chant in a low voice.

  Suddenly, the talisman on the mirror actually ignited and in a short while it had turned into a pile of ashes. The old Taoist's hand moved suddenly and an imprint was formed. As soon as he finished forming the imprint, the Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand flew out like a sharp hidden weapon, piercing through the air with a metallic sound. All the Taoists passing by were hastily lowering their heads, fearing they would be injured.

  The " Bagua mirror" finally ended up deeply embedded in the top of the room.

  He smiled and said, "I have figured out the method of this mirror by using the method of talismans and swords. I am still not very familiar with it now, but I think that after practicing it in the future, I will be able to make great use of it when driving away evil spirits."

  Chang Hong Zhenren smiled and said, "This is also a good technique. I think that in the future when you can use this Bagua mirror with ease, you will also become a master of a unique skill."