The three thousand Taoist gates and the ancestral courtyard of the Tao Palace were headed by Fang Chen, and hundreds of disciples stood quietly in front of the statues of the three divine beasts.

Qi Gongxu looked excited. The three divine beasts were the totems of the Three Thousand Dao Sects. Now after several generations, he can finally stand in front of the Three Thousand Dao Sects again, fulfill his ancestor's last wish, and become a member of the Three Thousand Dao Sects.

His sons and a group of juniors are very excited now. Although they do not have much thoughts about the Three Thousand Sects, they also know that it is tantamount to them to reach the sky this time!

The ancestors of the religion, the immortal king, the palace master, the ancestors of various major Taoist sects, the leaders of the tribes, and any existence is an unattainable person in their life.

Now they all saw it because the figure resided in the three thousand gates not far away.

After eating the incense, Fang Chen turned around and looked at everyone, then urged Pei Qingfeng:

"Mr. Pei, the leader of the Sanqian Dao Sect, is owned by Master Li, what do you think?"

Master Li!?

Elder Xu and Guan E were slightly stunned, and Pei Qingfeng was obviously stunned for a moment, and the major disciples looked at each other.

"Uncle Master, isn't this seat... supposed to be yours?"

Pei Qingfeng thought carefully.

"The main sect has a lot of things to do. I don't have time. Just let Master Li experience it. He won't be the leader of this sect for too long. When he is promoted to Jindan, he will naturally have to replace him."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

"There is no comment below."

Pei Qingfeng immediately understood Fang Chen's intentions and nodded slightly.

"I will keep a part of the gifts given by all parties this time, and you and Mr. Li will take charge of them for the practice of disciples in the sect.

I won’t stay here for the next period of time. You should be more concerned. After Master Li takes action, you should go to retreat and practice.”

Fang Chen smiled.

He paused, "A lot of elders have left this time, and someone has to make up these positions."

Then he pointed out the name of Qi Gongxu, and as for the other elders, Pei Qingfeng and others decided on their own.

The deserted courtyard, the deserted sutra hall.

When Mr. Xun saw Fang Chen, he stood up and smiled and said, "Is the matter done?"

"It's basically done. Thanks to Mr. Xun, otherwise if the three immortal kings intervene in this matter, three thousand sects will not be established."

Fang Chen bowed and bowed.

He paused, "Old Xun, I have a senior brother who is the ancestor of Aoki Sect. He has not come to watch the ceremony this time. Is there something wrong with it?"

"Do you really think that the ancestors of the church can know the world without leaving their homes? Even immortals cannot do it. Besides, we are just a scattered immortal. In the eyes of immortals, we are not a good person."

Mr. Xun only found it funny, "But I know what you said, that boy Aoki took people to sea."

“Going to sea?”

Fang Chen was slightly stunned.

Senior Brother Aoki is already a mysterious immortal, why are you going to sea?

"I think it's time to deal with some things. With his cultivation level, there will be no danger if he doesn't encounter immortal kings or others. Don't worry."

Mr. Xun smiled lightly and said, "Are you ready to become the seventh gentleman in the wasteland courtyard?"

"It's just teaching the Dharma, and the disciples have always been prepared."

Fang Chen nodded.

"good."

Mr. Xun waved his sleeves and saw a special spiritual power sweeping over, instantly covering Fang Chen's whole body.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fang Chen has become unfathomable, unable to guess his cultivation, and unable to see his true appearance.

It's like being always shrouded in fog.

The next moment, Fang Chen found that he had left the Waste Sutra Hall and came to a high platform with hundreds of steps.

He saw the six figures.

"Host Master."

The six people bowed to Mr. Xun together and bowed.

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly. He had never seen these six people except King Ji Xian and Mr. Zhao. He thought they were the other four gentlemen in the Waste Garden!

"I'll introduce you to it."

Mr. Xun smiled and pointed at King Ji Xian: "Mr. Ji, you are very familiar with this."

Then he pointed at Mr. Zhao again: "Mr. Zhao from Fu, you have also met."

Then he pointed at a tall middle-aged man: "Mr. Han from the Department of Technology, you met his son Han Linqiu."

Mr. Han showed a smile on his face and nodded slightly at Fang Chen.

Mr. Xun pointed at an old man again. The other party was unshaven and looked unkempt, and was wearing a huge rosacea:

"Mr. Jin from the Artifact Department."

Mr. Jin yawned and nodded slightly.

"You want to sleep? Then I'll take you back to bed."

Mr. Xun smiled.

Mr. Jin immediately shivered and smiled at Fang Chen with a passionate look on his face:

"Mr. Fang, please give me some advice in the future."

"I dare not take the advice."

Fang Chen nodded with a strange expression.

"This is Mr. Lu, the War Department."

Mr. Xun looked at a majestic middle-aged man.

The other party nodded gently, saying hello to Fang Chen.

After the introduction of the five people, the remaining one must be the gentleman from the Ministry of Merit.

But the other party frowned before Mr. Xun could speak:

"Master, although we can't see those methods, now that someone can see them, it should be incorporated into the ritual or technical department in advance, and then teach them by us.

Why do you need to give another gentleman in the wasteland courtyard?

What will the parties in Zhongzhou think? What will Di Tian and Beidou think? The pressure on the Huangyuan is quite high, so there is no need to cause any more trouble."

Several gentlemen did not comment, only Mr. Ji smiled, "Old Wen, those methods are not the art of the wasteland courtyard. The owner of the institute has reached a consensus with Mr. Fang. Those who learn the methods taught by Mr. Fang will become naturalized in the Three Thousand Sects."

"How ridiculous is it to let the disciples of the Wilderness Garden worship into the Three Thousand Sects?"

Mr. Wen shook his head slightly and glanced at Fang Chen: "I'm not targeting you, I'm just expressing my opinion. I think this move is inappropriate."

Fang Chen didn't say anything.

He had long thought that someone among the six gentlemen would inevitably oppose this matter, but Mr. Xun responded to this matter.

Even if the six gentlemen all opposed it, it would not change the facts. Moreover, it seems that only Mr. Wen, the Ministry of Merit, is opposing it.

"It's your business if you think it's inappropriate. As the head of the hospital, I am naturally qualified to make this decision.

When I get into this seat, if you can sit in this seat, you can do whatever you want."

Mr. Xun smiled faintly.

Mr. Wen sighed and stopped talking.

Mr. Xun smiled and said, "You can choose some disciples who are interested in Taoism. You can come and listen to Mr. Fang's lectures. The news does not need to be spread out for the time being."

After saying that, he looked at Fang Chen: "Three days later, how long do you preach here? How long do you say and how much do you say? You will make your own decisions. I will not interfere in this matter."

"Disciple understand."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

In the next three days, news that a gentleman in the Waste Garden began to spread in various departments. When they learned that this gentleman was proficient in ancient Taoist techniques, many disciples were shocked.

In today's era, still people dare to say that they are proficient in ancient Taoism?

Today, more than a dozen fellow Taoists from various tribes came to the cave where Yu Qingzhi was.

Zhao Jiaolong and Hua Miaoqing are also among them.

"Everyone, what do you think of this Mr. Fang?"
Chapter completed!