The 48th Great Sage Kunlun's Second Gathering to Discuss the Tao and the Law of Qi and Fortune

  The next morning, Zhou Cheng got out of bed and saw Shi Zhong kneeling at the door. He sighed inwardly, what a devoted person.

  "Teacher, good evening."

  Zhou Cheng paced back and forth in front of Shi Zhong, without making a sound. What Shi Zhong was thinking, he didn't know, but this matter couldn't be as simple as he thought it would be.

  "Teacher, I don't dare ask you to let Bamboo Language Sister go. She's not an ungrateful person, just a bit willful in her nature. This time, it was also my fault for upsetting her, which led to all this. I'm willing to take her place and accept the punishment."

  "Did you ever understand?" Zhou Cheng's heart was also slightly touched, the change in front of Shi Zhong he saw at a glance, under the touch, the heavenly machine appeared, but he didn't know whether it was good or bad. "What is love?"

  "Great good things, great bad things."

  "Anyway, your way is indeed a tragic love affair. Foolish child, foolish child!" Zhou Cheng waved his hand to signal Shi Zhong to leave, turned around with his hands behind his back and entered Xie Yu Xuan's place.

  "Teacher..." Shi Zhong stood up and faced Xie Yu Xuan's door, muttering to himself.

  "Bamboo words disrespect teachers and elders, being self-willed and disregarding fellow disciples, there will be a thousand years of calamity!" Zhou Cheng's voice came out from the thatched cottage.

  "Thank you, Master." Shi Zhong's face became even more determined, as if...

  It was night, a figure appeared on the shore of Qingping Lake, where the bamboo spoke and transformed into bamboo. He raised his hand and pointed to the green bamboo, followed by a long and leisurely sigh, and then disappeared from sight.

  For a hundred years after that, Zhou Cheng shut himself off and did not go out, he did not speak of the great Tao, he did not worship heaven and earth, he sat quietly in his humble room, his spirit wandering in the vast emptiness.

  "You all come to Xie Yu Xuan to see me." The crowd of disciples on the top of Qing Qiu Mountain suddenly heard their teacher's summons, and some were surprised. Their teacher had punished Zhu Yu last time, and after promising a punishment of being locked up for a thousand years, he hadn't appeared again, and no one knew what matter he wanted to inform everyone about today.

  The bamboo language incident, although many people have feelings about it, can't do anything. After all, Master Qinglian has never lightly punished anyone, even when everyone was forcing Zhou Cheng to take down Kong Xuan before, he didn't get so angry. Everyone was discussing going to beg Master together under Kong Xuan's proposal, but Shi Zhong's one sentence dispelled everyone's idea. "No small disaster, must be a big calamity!"

  Everyone arrived at Xie Yu Xuan and saw Zhou Cheng sitting on a bamboo chair with an expressionless face. When he saw the crowd coming, he smiled slightly.

  "This time I've called you here, there's something important that needs to be told." Zhou Cheng said straightforwardly.

  "Good morning, teacher!"

  Zhou Cheng looked at the disciples under his door and didn't make a fuss about the bamboo language, he was also happy in his heart, and his dignity had increased. The disciples were getting more and more sensible, and being a master felt much easier.

  "The second Kunlun Taoist gathering is about to take place, and I want White Cloud to accompany me. You all should stay at the mountain gate and cultivate diligently. If you get bored, you can go for a walk in that vast wilderness." Zhou Cheng calculated that the various saints would have a second discussion on the Tao, so he gave everyone some early instructions.

  "Disciple obeys." The crowd saw that nothing major was happening and also relaxed, kneeling down in response.

  Kong Xuan gazed enviously at Xiao Baiyun, this little junior brother was indeed a good opportunity, and he would likely gain a lot from this trip. Master didn't bring him along twice, and he didn't know why.

  Before long, as expected, Guang Chengzi, the first disciple of Mount Kunlun who had come to invite Zhou Cheng last time, arrived at Qingqiu Mountain.

  "Guang Chengzi met the four Shengren uncles." As soon as Guang Chengzi arrived at the top of Qingqiu Mountain, he was welcomed by a small white cloud to Xieyuxuan. He immediately bowed and paid his respects, and with one sentence, he startled Bai Meng's family and Shi Zhong into a big jump. When did Master become that Shengren? Why didn't Master tell us about it? In fact, they didn't think about it either, what good would it do to tell them? What capital for showing off?

  Kong Xuan's face was indeed as expected, he had long guessed that the teacher had become a saint. This time, Guang Chengzi came to confirm his thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel extremely happy. He felt that he had grasped a big leg, with the protection of the saintly teacher, in the future, as long as he worked hard to cultivate himself, there would be no great worries.

  "Yes, I already know about this matter and will go there soon."

  "Very well, Guang Chengzi will go to Kunlun Mountain to welcome the great master of the Fourth Uncle." Guang Chengzi was very astute. He had come to Qingqiu Mountain twice and seen many things, including Zhou Cheng's ascension to sainthood. This made him feel that Zhou Cheng was an extremely formidable figure, at least much more so than his own master, Sanqing. Although he was a disciple of Yuanshi and the leader of the Golden Immortals, he still didn't dare to slight him easily. Therefore, his words and actions were very respectful.

  Xiaobaiyun sent off Guangchengzi and came to Xieyuxuan with a bounce, grasping his small fist and knocking on the door with a "bang", "bang", "bang".

  "Master, master, are you ready? Everyone has come to invite us, let's go a bit earlier."

  Zhou Cheng pushed open the door, walked out, pointed at Xiao Baiyun and scolded with a smile: "You little mischievous kid, where do you have half the demeanor of a cultivator? Only by being neither arrogant nor impatient can one calmly recite the 3,000 volumes of Huang Ting, comprehend the supreme Tao."

  "Hehe, Master, I'm still young, let's talk about it in a few years." Xiaobaiyun saw that the master had scolded her and felt a bit embarrassed. She touched her head with one hand and smiled with a mouthful of baby teeth.

  "Little Radish Head, Master has given his permission, let's set off early. You must have been eager to go out and play for a while now, but Bai Meng and the others have been keeping a close eye on you." Seeing Xiao Baiyun's still childish appearance, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but feel delighted in his heart, and the unpleasantness from the Bamboo Language incident earlier was also swept away. He put down his saintly demeanor and teased Xiao Baiyun.

  "Well, I knew the teacher was the best for me, unlike my parents who controlled me to death." Baiyun's eyes blinked rapidly as she tilted her head and said: "Teacher, Xiao Baiyun's cultivation is not high, this time it's her first time out of the mountain gate, afraid that she's not used to riding on clouds and fog." After finishing, she looked pitifully at Zhou Cheng.

  "Haha, you little scamp, even when lying, you have to blink your eyes. You like those brocade carp dragons, Master will grant you one as a mount." However, Bai Yun had often seen the brocade carp dragons in Qingping Lake that could ride the clouds and drive the fog, summon the wind and call the rain, although he loved them extremely, but Bai Meng and the others were afraid that he was too mischievous, and firmly refused to grant him one.

  "Thank you teacher. Hehe."

  Zhou Chengyi pointed to Qingping Lake, a seven-clawed golden dragon with a body full of golden light shot out from the lake surface, transformed into a man in yellow clothes and landed on his knees to worship.

  "Teacher Jin An, what's the matter with summoning Xiao Long?" The entire Jin Yu Dragon clan in Qingping Lake were all transformed by the great kindness of Zhou Chenglongmen and often listened to Zhou Cheng's teachings, treating him with the utmost respect.

  "This time one of my disciples is short of a mount, would you be willing to serve as a substitute? Zhou Cheng had always been unwilling to force ordinary people, let alone the crowd in Qingqiu Mountain"

  The man in yellow robes was overjoyed, knowing that his own dragon clan, although seemingly noble, was not allowed to enter the door of Zhou Cheng's residence without being summoned. They didn't even dare to set foot on the top of Qingqiu Mountain. The majesty of Zhou Cheng's household was evident. He also knew that the White family, originally a mount, had obtained such an opportunity today and had been envying them for a long time. The dragon clan's ability to survive in the world actually relied on a secret technique. They would have a sense of people whose cultivation exceeded certain heavenly laws, so as not to inadvertently provoke a great disaster. Zhou Cheng's cultivation was at least considered to be at the level of an quasi-sage by the entire Jinli Dragon Clan. This Qinglian Daoist was kind and gentle, with high cultivation, but not arrogant, and loved his disciples, caring for all living things. Being able to enter his household, even as a mount, was a blessing.

  "I am willing to be a substitute for the teacher." The man in yellow clothes replied with a happy face.

  "Alright, I won't disappoint you. Since your heart is sincere, I also can't let the East Sea's Golden Dragon Clan be disappointed." Zhou Cheng pointed at the man in yellow clothes, and suddenly his whole body shone with golden light. With a mournful cry, he transformed into a nine-clawed golden dragon and soared into the sky. In Qingping Lake, the dragons sensed it and jumped out of the water, surrounding the nine-clawed golden dragon and roaring as they rolled about. Amidst the flashing lightning, a series of thunderbolts flashed by, a grand gathering of the Dragon Clan.

  After a long time, the nine-clawed golden dragon transformed back into human form and knelt down in front of Zhou Cheng, calling out "great kindness".

  "The nine-clawed dragon, you shall be the king. I grant you the name Huang Jing, and permit your descendants to be called kings, residing in the Qingping Lake Dragon Palace. You may come to my place during the day to listen to the Tao." Zhou Cheng handled matters with a heavy emphasis on relationships and emotions. Seeing that Huang Jing was so understanding this time, he also bestowed his favor upon him. The golden dragon who received the name Huang Jing listened intently, knocking its head heavily and shedding tears all over its face.

  As soon as the words were spoken, Zhou Cheng furrowed his brow and gazed towards the horizon. A golden light seemed to shoot from the sky and entered Huang Jing's body. Huang Jing's figure flickered, revealing a nine-clawed golden dragon robe.

  Zhou Cheng snapped his fingers and calculated, unexpectedly it was the heavenly way responding to his words, bestowing some principles, which led to the success of this brocade carp clan. Later, they might really become the dragon king. But how could the heavenly way respond to one's own words? Under great confusion, he recalculated repeatedly, but unfortunately, such a grand cause and effect was impossible to calculate.

  "Teacher, aren't we going yet? It won't be fun if we're late." Baiyun saw that Long also had one and flew towards Huang Jing's golden dragon, turning her head to shout at Zhou Cheng.

  Zhou Cheng heard the sound and stopped calculating, he followed Jin Long with a flick of his sleeve, heading towards Kunlun Mountain.

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