At that time, Ji Zitia's heart was full of sorrow and no one to confide in. When a voice was heard outside the Jade Xufeng, it was not loud, but all immortals could hear it clearly.
"Deng ChanYu under the Hall of Nuwa, with Huang FeiHu and Jia Shi, comes to pay respects to the Jade Pure Saint."
The children from each cave in the last row knelt down and turned their heads in unison. They subconsciously wanted to respond, among which the White Cloud Child of Tsing Sheng Zhi Dao Jing was the fastest. He was about to stand up, but he was pulled back by a child from Ju Liugong's side. Only then did he realize that the Jade Xufeng was not his family's Ziyang Cave, and he quickly lowered his head.
High above on the cloud bed, Taishou Jushi opened his eyes. Nuwa and Tongtian Jiaozhushi joined hands to conceal the heavens' secrets, even he could not calculate the reason.
Don't know what this person came for.
Taishou Jushi remained calm and silent, indicating to the attendant White Crane Child to invite someone inside.
Nuwa from the Hall of Nuwa pursed her lips and snorted. Taishou Jushi was still acting up, sending a third-generation disciple to meet you when my disciple goes to see you?
Luckily, as a disciple of the Southern Pole Immortal and also a boy attendant of the saints, the White Crane Child holds a high status. Welcoming the second generation with the third is just about acceptable.
"Uncle, please. Lord Wu Chengwang, Lady Huang, please." The White Crane Child arrived at the outer door of Jade Xufeng and performed the ritual bows in a proper manner.
Deng ChanYu stood by the apricot tree hanging golden bells and jade gongs at the entrance of Jade Xufeng waiting. He found that the child who came to meet him was a member of the bird race. She immediately smiled warmly: "Thank you for your trouble."
At this time, it was not convenient to say more, so she led the way and stepped into the Jade Xufeng Palace.
Huang FeiHu and his wife followed behind, and the five-color fat bull could only wait outside.
The Jade Xufeng was shrouded in clouds and mist, exuding a boundless atmosphere. Even after entering the Hall, it seemed as though one was in the clouds, with streams of radiant light and endless purple aura, with Daoist essence pervading everywhere. The rare seven-color auspicious aura that is seldom seen in the mortal realm could be seen everywhere here.
Deng ChanYu was very calm about this, the ability of saints was not these external things at all, Jade Xufeng didn't have much stronger than the Hall of Nuwa, if it were to say the decoration is magnificent, Wu Tian's Ling Xiao Palace was also good. She has seen too much.
Huang FeiHu and his wife were somewhat nervous. The mist under their feet seemed like a mirage, real yet surreal, as if it were solid underfoot but also ethereal. Fortunately, they were worried about their son, so holding hands with each other, they followed Deng ChanYu and stepped inside.
Soon, they arrived at the main hall.
Saints preaching the Dao do not have a concept of a ten-minute break between classes. Even if the saint closes his eyes, the disciples below dare not move, sitting quietly in their places waiting.
Deng ChanYu walked into the hall, but she did not see the disciples of the Chuanqi Sect. However, she could sense some invisible gazes focused on herself. She guessed that this should be one of the sages' abilities to manipulate space.
Deng ChanYu stood straight, first bowing down in front of Taishou Jushi's cloud bed: "Disciple Deng ChanYu from the Hall of Nuwa, greets the Jade Pure Saint. The Saint has boundless longevity."
Huang FeiHu and his wife also bowed down, but they didn't say anything. They didn't know what to say either, to say that the Duke of Wu Cheng in Great Shang Dynasty greeted the saint?
Taishou Jushi remained calm on his face: "Nephew, why is it that you are not in the Hall of Nuwa for solitary practice, but have come to the Kunlun Mountains? Do you have any important matters?"
"Respectfully, the Saint, the Duke and Duchess of Wu Cheng lost one of their sons several years ago. As a disciple who lacks cultivation, I could only determine that the child is still alive and is related to Kunlun Mountain. Therefore, I came to inquire and disturb your quiet cultivation. Please forgive me."
At this point, the issue is related to his own Daoist lineage. Even with Nuwa and Tongtian Jiaozhushi working together to conceal the heavens' secrets, Taishou Jushi immediately understood the true nature of the situation in a single thought.
In his heart, he also had a bit of resentment towards Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, "You've done a poor job with this, now the victim has come to seek you out."
Huang FeiHu was posthumously honored as the Emperor of Dongyue, possessing the right to manage the underworld, and Huang Tianhua was also enshrined as the Three Mountain Main God Bingling Gong during the divine establishment of his affairs. These two cannot be treated as ordinary mortals.
In the original timeline, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was planning to have Huang Tianhua save Huang FeiHu, and then let the incident end there. However, in this timeline, the event has not yet occurred, so he owes a huge cause and effect to the Huang family father and son. How should it be returned? Or just not return it at all and beat them father and son into oblivion?
Taishou Jushi did not want to take this mess on himself. "Teacher is not a babysitter. If you were young, I might look after you a bit, but you're how old? Do you expect me to clean up your messes? Whose problem is it, whose responsibility is it to solve?"
He pointed his finger, revealing the space where the disciples of Chuanqi Sect listen to the teachings, and said to the disciples: "Are there any of Huang's sons here?"
Deng ChanYu has done enough at this point. She looks at Huang FeiHu and his wife, "I have done my part. I don't know which one is, please find out for yourselves?"
Huang FeiHu and his wife stepped forward two steps, carefully inspecting the multitude of immortals.
The twelve divine immortals and Yun Zhongzi are all much older than them, so they definitely can't be their sons. Ji Ziyao and Huang FeiHu know each other, and when they saw him, they nodded, then immediately looked away, continuing to search among the young immortals.
Their gazes might have lacked respect for immortals, coupled with an unclear reason, directly irritated a disciple of the Chuanqi Sect who was in the second row.
"Disgraceful! This is the Jade Xufeng Palace, not a place where you mere mortals can act with such recklessness! Scram, quickly!" A young Taoist master roared fiercely.
The Taoist master had an extraordinary appearance, a clear and resonant voice, and indeed, he looked quite good. However, the arrogance on his face was hard to conceal.
Who is this? Deng ChanYu ran through her list of famous deities from Chuanqi Sect, but still couldn't figure out who this person was.
Could it be that there is another time traveler who has joined the ranks of the Jade Xufeng Palace?
She bowed deeply and said, "This Daoist friend looks unfamiliar. May I know your esteemed surname and name? Where do you cultivate on the immortal mountains?"
"You don't even recognize me? I am Deng Hua, a disciple of the Jade Xufeng Palace!"
Deng Hu's tone of "You must recognize me, or you will be guilty" surprised Deng ChanYu. Who are you? Why are you so famous?
After a few rounds of thinking, she remembered, oh, this Deng Hu is famous for sending his head thousands of miles away. He ran all the way from Kunlun Mountain to break through the Heavenly Slaying Array. Qin Wan asked who he was, and he also boasted grandly: "Dharma! You don't even recognize me? I am Deng Hu, a disciple of the Jade Xufeng Palace." He spoke grandly, and in less than fifty words, his head was hacked off by Qin Wan
After the cannon fodder died, Master Yanqing took his head and sighed, "What a waste of several years of cultivation, to end today."
Deng ChanYu first looked over to the side of Taishou Jushi. Seeing the saint slightly closing his eyes, she knew what to do.
Before, it was Taishou Jushi's "command" for them to search, so they could only go and "find." Now that they are blocked by a second-generation Chuanqi Sect disciple, the original "command" can be considered
She addressed the third-generation disciples, "Which one of you is Huang Tianhua, my junior brother? The couple by my side are your biological parents; please come out to meet them."
Actually, there are only eight disciples of the Chuanqi Sect in the third generation, which is quite easy to distinguish.
Yang Jie and Wei Hu are clearly not.
Jin Za and Mu Za, she knows.
Lei Zhenzi's lips are red, and his teeth are white, like Ni Hao. He is only three years old, but looks like a child of five or six. However, his appearance and age do not match.
Han Duolong and Xue Ehu are visibly anxious-looking, seeming older than Huang FeiHu. So the only remaining option is:
