The mask not only obscures the face, but also fails to conceal one's appearance.
Ren Xiaofan is no longer an ordinary person with no breath, but has become a monk whose cultivation level has only reached the stage of perfecting the Taoism.
I took out my phone and took a photo.
Not to mention, after putting on the mask, except for his height and appearance, everything else changed.
Ren Xiaofan estimated that even if he stood in front of Xue Wanqing now, she would not recognize him.
Tianchen Road has three main peaks: Tiandao Peak, Daodao Peak, and Wudao Peak.
Among them, Jue Tianchen is in charge of Tiandao Peak and is also the current head of Tianchen Dao.
Xia Zhichan, Lin Shijiu's master, is in charge of Daofeng.
Bai Zijun, a master in the middle stage of Daozhen Dao, is in charge of Wu Dao Peak, and is the father of Bai Zijun, the second senior brother of Tianchen Dao.
As for some small peaks, there are still seven, but they are all under the jurisdiction of the elders in the enlightenment stage.
Most of the disciples are distributed on the seven small peaks. Only relatives or direct disciples of the three palm peaks will practice on the main peak.
The Zhangmen Hall is surrounded by three main peaks. Not only that, there is a huge martial arts arena in front of the Zhangmen Hall. Rooms for guest accommodation are also around it.
Qianshanmen
Monks from various sects and martial arts worlds have arrived, and there are even some teams of reporters doing live broadcasts on TV.
Ren Xiaofan thought it was a bit novel and was curious as to why ordinary people would come in to record this supernatural power conference. Did the official plan to fully popularize supernatural beings?
In the Taoist Holy Land, some evil things are not allowed to enter, and ghost cultivators dare to build altars in the hundreds of thousands of mountains surrounding Tianchen Dao, but they dare not come here.
After all, there is a Taoist prohibition here, and Yin Qi cannot be used. Even the City God's order is invalid here.
The gate is guarded by two monks who have entered the middle stage of Taoism. You only need to register your name to enter.
There were many names on the register. Ren Xiaofan picked it up and looked through it. The names of Xue Wanqing, Li Wanyan, and Wang Ruoling were on the first few pages. They had obviously arrived a long time ago.
"Fellow Taoist, if you go in, please register quickly. There is still a queue behind you..."
Tianchen Dao is the largest sect in Taoism today. In such an important situation today,
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Under the cooperation, it is natural to show the best side to everyone. Even if Ren Xiaofan's behavior at the moment is very lack of quality, the disciple guarding the gate still reminds him with a smile.
"Oh haha, I'm sorry, I'll sign it right now..."
Ren Xiaofan also knew that his behavior was somewhat immoral. After Liansheng apologized, he signed the name: Yin Yang Gate, Ren Xiaofan.
There are still elders in the team behind, and the gatekeepers are not interested in watching every name. And for someone like Ren Xiaofan who wears a mask and dare not show his true face, he will not take a second look...
After entering the Qianshan Gate, you need to climb up a flight of steps to reach the square.
There are many Tianchen Dao disciples there to welcome visitors. All Taoist sects and famous martial arts families will have specific residences.
As for casual cultivators and ordinary people, they are placed in another area.
Ren Xiaofan thought for a moment, and he was still a little frightened about Xue Wanqing, so he reported his identity as a casual cultivator and lived in the southwest corner of the square.
However, he did not forget to ask about the location of Yin Yang Gate, Mount Emei, and Lingbing Palace.
The person who received Ren Xiaofan was a girl. Seeing that he was just a casual cultivator and had so many questions, she originally looked disgusted and refused to answer.
However, when she saw that she had a low-grade magic weapon in her hand, she immediately smiled and said everything, and even enthusiastically led Ren Xiaofan to the residence of the casual cultivator.
"Then I won't disturb senior brother's rest..."
A girl is only in the later stages of Taoism, so she should call Ren Xiaofan "senior brother".
"Um."
Ren Xiaofan smiled bitterly, and it was indeed true that he had money to do things easily. I am afraid that he would be the first person to be able to allow the receiving disciple to personally deliver the residence of the casual cultivator...
The girl happily took the treasure and ran away, leaving Ren Xiaofan alone to observe his own small courtyard.
The area is not large. The house, including the courtyard, is more than 40 square meters in total. There is a bed in the room, a matching table and chairs, and scattered classical buildings. The room is quite antique, except for the modern independent bathroom.
This seems to have been added later, because the toilet and faucet facilities inside are very new and have no signs of being used.
It seems that Tianchen Dao attaches great importance to this supernatural power conference, and even these small details are handled so thoughtfully.
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Taking off his mask, Ren Xiaofan was not in a hurry to visit the girls. Today was June 10th, and there were still five days before the opening of the supernatural power conference. He wanted to go to bed first and take a nap to remove the dust from the road.
Sleeping is human nature. Although this way of restoring energy is similar to meditating, it is more psychologically satisfying than meditating...
After sleeping all afternoon, I was finally woken up by the message tone on my cell phone. The signal on Tianchen Road was pretty good, and Ren Xiaofan didn't know where they pulled the network cable.
I turned on my phone and looked at it. They were all messages from two girls, Li Wanyan and Wang Ruoling. They just asked where they were, if they were here, to find you, and so on.
As for Xue Wanqing and Lin Shijiu, there is no news about them. The former is probably meditating and the latter is busy preparing for the conference.
Ren Xiaofan opened the message but did not reply. He was afraid that the two girls would come to his door and bump into each other, so it would be safer to meet one by one in private.
It was enough after sleeping for so long. After putting on the mask, he went out of the room.
evening
The afterglow of the setting sun still paints the distant sky. There are patches of red light, and people are still coming and going on the small road.
Some have just arrived, while others, like Ren Xiaofan, come out to hang out with nothing to do.
Before, he was looking forward to the superpower conference coming soon so that he could meet Xue Wanqing. But now, Ren Xiaofan was a little afraid of seeing her...
People will lie to themselves, but their hearts often don't.
Just walking aimlessly like this, Ren Xiaofan found that he had arrived near the residence of Yin Yangmen without even realizing it.
The other courtyards here cover a larger area and are more luxurious than those for casual cultivators and ordinary people. After all, there are more people from one sect than there are for casual cultivators alone.
Looking at a palace gate in front of him, Ren Xiaofan's heart suddenly jumped... Xue Wanqing, the cold fairy that he had always kept in his heart, was living there at the moment.
Thinking about his escape last time, that feeling suddenly emerged in his heart again. But this time, Ren Xiaofan's approach was different from last time.
The people walking on the road here are basically monks wearing various sects' costumes, which looks much neater than the casual cultivators who are dressed in various styles.