Since the second Taoism Conference, Weigang City has been planning to make this conference a traditional conference in the extraordinary world, so as to increase its influence on the extraordinary world.
At the same time, top extraordinary people from all over the world will gather here, because here they can hear the most powerful Taoist techniques and methods, various novel inheritances and ideas.
While discussing, they will also get what they want. This is a rare opportunity for the world's top extraordinary people to communicate.
This time the conference has become even more lively, because the organizing authorities have sent invitations to almost all the famous extraordinary people in the world. Thousands of extraordinary people will gather in Weigang City. Through this, Weigang City also wants to publicize its power to the world and let everyone feel the tremendous pressure of the incense and artifacts.
Originally, all the major official organizations and underground forces were trying their best to sneak into Weigang City to explore and check the power of the incense artifact. However, the fact that Weigang City was open to people to enter made people even more terrified, which demonstrated its huge confidence and strength.
As soon as Fang Xiu's flight arrived in Weigang City, there were not just the extraordinary people he thought arrived at the airport, but dozens of them. Throughout the entire airport, one could see a large number of extraordinary people on standby inside and outside the airport, and there were even third-level extraordinary people carrying heavy equipment.
Especially when going through inspection, they actually use alchemical props to scan and lock the soul fluctuations to determine the identity, and at the same time to confirm whether the other person is a supernatural being or an ordinary person.
Some members of underground forces who wanted to sneak in and were wanted by various countries were immediately recognized. However, before they could even cast a spell, they saw a young man in uniform sitting on the top floor, holding a magic weapon that looked like a tobacco pipe in his hand.
A ray of light fell and hooked the man's soul in. His body fell to the ground and was taken away by a group of people in black uniforms.
However, most of the extraordinary people came in an official capacity and entered directly through a special channel after getting off the plane. Because they held an invitation letter with the full name of the Third China Extraordinary People's Conference, each person would be received by official personnel.
You know, every extraordinary person who gets off the plane at this moment, even the entry-level extraordinary people, can easily kill dozens or hundreds of people with the help of illusions and magical powers. Even if the first- and second-level extraordinary people are armed with heavy weapons, they can also destroy them in an organized manner.
The third-level extraordinary being can set up a barrier that is said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb. This kind of monster is a terror wherever it goes.
Not to mention, there were two fourth-level people walking down from above at this moment, the Fengdu Taoist who regained the top spot on the list of gods, and the alchemist John Vogel, the only known fourth-level person in the West.
Only Weigang City, which possesses the sacred artifact of incense, dares to hold such a conference that gathers the world's top extraordinary people. This is not like Baigang, which is located deep in Antarctica, and most of the people present are also from the extraordinary world.
This is a metropolis with a population of nearly ten million. If any accident occurs, it will shock the whole world.
"I'm back again!" Fang Xiu looked at the city outside the window. Although it had changed a lot, Fang Xiu still felt very familiar with it.
After all, Fang Xiu has lived in this city for many years. Even the various changes in the city today and its important position in the extraordinary world are all because he once lived here.
It was summer at that time. Fang Xiu walked out of the airport empty-handed, escorted by a group of people. Many ordinary people in the airport thought that it was a celebrity or a foreign tycoon, but they didn't expect that it was just a young man in ordinary clothes.
When they arrived outside the door, there was a row of convoys parked. Fang Xiu saw Zhang Ping coming up from afar, followed by a group of Zhang family members. However, everyone had a trace of panic on their faces at this moment. With the death of Qingyang Sanren, the Zhang family's sky had collapsed. If Zhang Ping had not become a second-level person and inherited Qingyang Sanren's heritage and the White Jade Cauldron, the entire Zhang family would probably have collapsed at this moment.
"Zhang Ping, Zhang Shan, meet Uncle Master Fengdu!"
Zhang Ping and Fengdu were quite familiar with each other. He stepped forward and said as if he was welcoming an elder: "Since Master Fengdu has returned to Weigang, of course we can't let you stay in a hotel. Our Zhang family's old house is quite quiet, and no outsiders will come to disturb us."
"You arrange it!"
Fang Xiu got into the car directly. The entire Zhang family was ecstatic. The Zhang family was wealthy and powerful, so naturally they were targeted by many people. Now Zhang Ping alone could not support such a large family business, so he had to rely on the relationships and connections left by Qingyang Sanren in the past. As long as people like Fengdu, Zhang Heming and Jia Yi were still around, no one would dare to take advantage of them easily.
When the car passed the city center, the building now renamed the Energy Management Center Building, Fang Xiu looked up and could see the sea of incense and vows that continued to gather, while some of the extraordinary people beside him felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them.
Zhang Ping looked at Fang Xiu and said softly, "Uncle Master, this is the energy tower."
Fang Xiu nodded and looked into the distance: "It looks like they are going to use this energy tower as the center to set up a huge formation with the entire Weigang City as the boundary? No, they are going to imitate the incense and fire realm."
"After this is successful, once it is opened, I am afraid that no one except the first-level gods and demons will be able to break through this Weigang City!"
Zhang Ping didn't know the official plan in this regard yet, and was surprised and said, "So powerful?"
Fang Xiu didn't care, but asked: "Where is the Heavenly Master now? Has he arrived at Weigang? Or is he staying in Longhu Mountain?"
Fang Xiu thought that Zhang Heming sent two disciples to Baigang to deliver an invitation letter to him because he valued him, but he didn't expect that they were on the way. However, Zhang Heming seemed to have made up his mind because of this huge setback. The two disciples were just ten years old and they left the Mountain and Sea Realm. Although they had received many treasures bestowed by Zhang Heming, there was still a huge risk.
Zhang Ping was very familiar with Zhang Heming's whereabouts. It seemed that he had visited him many times. "Uncle Zhang Heming is now in Sanyang Temple. Huangyang Mountain has now become the venue for the Taoist Conference. After many renovations, many extraordinary people who came to Weigang City this time are staying in the Taoist Palace of Sanyang Temple or the hotel by Huangyang Lake."
"Go to the Heavenly Master first!"
The car immediately turned and headed towards the East Gate area, all the way directly to the vicinity of Huangyang Mountain. The nearby Huangyang Mountain had been renovated again, and the peach blossom forest outside had also been personally arranged by the former Qingyang and current Heavenly Master Zhang Heming, and had formed a large formation based on wood.
The whole mountain is shrouded in mist, and peach blossoms are in full bloom, like a fairyland, and the Taoist palace is hidden deep among the peach blossoms.
Zhang Heming is the person who nominally presides over this conference. Whether in terms of cultivation, status, or prestige, he is more than enough to suppress those unruly and extraordinary people who regard themselves as gods and demons.
As soon as Fang Xiu entered here, he felt Zhang Heming's breath, and even felt Zhang Heming's gaze looking at him from the top of the mountain.
Fang Xiu stepped up from the foot of the mountain, and his body turned into a gust of wind, rushing into the fairyland where peach blossoms were in full bloom. The wind swept around the petals, carrying the peach blossoms and falling into the now renovated Sanyang Temple Taoist Palace.
Zhang Heming was sitting in a Taoist temple at the back, compiling Taoist scriptures and copying down his life's insights into practice for future generations.
Fang Xiu looked at Zhang Heming, who was very old and had one arm missing. Zhang Heming looked at Fang Xiu and waved his hand: "Now that you are here, don't be polite. Find a place to sit down."
There were large pieces of waste paper scattered on the ground. Fang Xiu didn't say anything polite and sat down directly opposite Zhang Heming.
Fang Xiu looked around and asked, "Are you giving up now? Are you going to leave something for future generations?"
Zhang Heming didn't even raise his head, still waving his brush: "Time is running out, hurry up and finish everything you can do."
Fang Xiu suddenly threw out a message, causing Zhang Heming's pen to tremble and the words to be written crookedly: "Now, there is a chance! Are you willing to give it a try?"
Zhang Heming's eyes flickered: "What opportunity?"
Fang Xiu looked at Zhang Heming and said, "Change to practicing Shintoism!"
Zhang Heming shook his head, thinking he would say something else: "My life span is coming to an end, and my soul is decaying. Even if I switch to Shintoism, I won't have much time left. At most, I can live less than a hundred years. Shintoism is not about cultivation. The position of a true god depends entirely on merit in this world. It is better to die here than to end up like Chiyan, the former ruler of Yumin, who became a Shinto puppet."
Fang Xiu laughed: "That's exactly what I meant. Fight for a position as a true god in the world of the living!"
Zhang Heming asked back: "The battle among the heroes of Dongzhou has ended. The real dragon has appeared in the world. Everything has been decided. What chance do we have? The position of the true god is not so easy to obtain. I don't have much time left. Even if I hold on, I can only last ten years. It's too late."
Fang Xiu suggested: "You are called the Heavenly Master, but you have never really performed the duties of a Heavenly Master. If you can enter the Da Pan Dynasty and be appointed as the Heavenly Master, you can sort out the Shinto order in the territory of the human race in Dongzhou, wipe out the blood-eating ghosts and gods, and the demons and monsters occupying the divine position and priesthood, and support the gods of merit."
"As a Heavenly Master, it is a great merit to sort out the order of Shinto and register all the mountain gods and water masters one by one."
"It is enough to be canonized as a true god after death, and enter the fourth level of the divine way, which is not much worse than the immortal way."
"He has the status of a true god, and there is also a Heavenly Master in the Yang World of the Mountain and Sea Realm. The underworld has been opened, and the Heaven is now looming. The future may not be unpredictable!"
"The position of Heavenly Master of the Pan Dynasty of Dongzhou? The person who is in charge of the Pan Dynasty now is the high priest Xuanyuan, and behind him is the support of the former Xuanyuan Kingdom. You and I also know that the current Pan Emperor's clan still has the blood of Xuanyuan, and the high priest Xuanyuan is deeply trusted by Pan Emperor. I'm afraid it won't be easy?" Zhang Heming considered it. Although he said it would not be easy, he had experienced many difficult things. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, it was worth a try.
Fang Xiu chuckled: "Trust? Where does the emperor get trust from?"
"I heard that the mountain god of Mount Siqiong of the Xuanyuan clan is a local righteous god. He has been dormant since he was defeated by the Yin Emperor of the Underworld. Now he is supporting Emperor Pan in the fight for the dragon. He is interested in the position of the emperor. Now Emperor Pan is connected with the destiny of the Xuanyuan Kingdom. As a local righteous god, the mountain god of Mount Siqiong has long been unwilling to be just an ordinary righteous god. He must be spying on the emperor's position that belongs to Emperor Pan."
"Although the status of Emperor Pan has been determined, he still remains in the world of the living and has not yet been deified after his death. The mountain god of Mount Siqiong is connected to the fate of the Great Pan Dynasty, so there is a slight chance that he can help Long Ting succeed."
Zhang Heming put down the pen in his hand: "Really?"
"Whether this rumor is true or not, the Xuanyuan clan has such a great influence that the emperor must be extremely wary of them. He will never allow the Xuanyuan clan to interfere in Shinto affairs again. Otherwise, the Xuanyuan Kingdom may be more serious than the witch-sacrifice disaster of the Great Huan in the past. How can Emperor Pan tolerate it?"
"As long as you use some tricks to replace the high priest Xuanyuan and become the Heavenly Master of the Dapan Dynasty, it is still possible."
Zhang Heming stood up and paced back and forth in the Taoist Palace. His Taoist robe swung rapidly with his steps. His eyes became brighter and brighter. Then he suddenly stopped and spoke to Fang Xiu.
"Fengdu, thank you very much. After this discussion conference is over, I will go to the Mountain and Sea Realm to give it a try!"