Zhang Yu didn't understand why Lao Dao Gao told him this, so he asked, "Master, since your Zhendao Tianbao Palace became famous before the Quanzhen Sect, why did you later join the Quanzhen Sect?"

"This is not something we voluntarily. During the Ming Dynasty, the court issued an imperial edict, and Taoism only allowed the Zhengyi Sect and Quanzhen Sect. Not to mention the true Dao that we have declined, even the great Dao Sect like Wudang is included in the Quanzhen Sect." said Old Taoist Gao.

"So that's how it is." Zhang Yu nodded, but said in his heart that the government had a lot of control at that time, and even had to ask which sect the Taoist temple belonged to.

Fortunately, there is no such statement now, otherwise Lu Zuge would not have thought of integrating it into the Zhengyi Sect.

Zhang Yu then said, "I don't know what the purpose is when I suddenly told me this?"

"Although my Zhendao was incorporated into the Quanzhen Sect, it was just a descendant temple of the Quanzhen Sect. I didn't say which descendant temple it became. However, because of this dispute within the sect, I didn't want to fall again, and I became a descendant temple of the Wudang Taoist Temple... It is inevitable that it is sad..." Old Taoist Gao shook his head, looking very sad and helpless.

After hearing this, Xiong Jian couldn't help but lower his head. It can be said that his abbot was all earned by Zhang Yu, otherwise he would have nothing to do with him. Of course, he didn't want to be this abbot because he was forced by Hong Yuanpo.

He couldn't say what he felt in his heart now, but he felt a little guilty when he was like this.

Lao Dao Gao continued to say: "Zhang Zhenren said it before, and he said it is not wrong. He either belongs to Wudang Taoist Temple or Yangchun Temple, and the ending is the same. But when he thinks about the heavy damage caused to our sect by this internal dispute, it makes people feel extremely sad."

"Times have changed, Taoist priests don't have to worry too much. Perhaps, this is called Shi Ye's fate..." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"Shi... life is... it's... it's... it's... it's... it's fate, and it's not the least...Zhang Zhenren, please go upstairs... But I think you will definitely be disappointed..."

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, and everyone could see that his purpose was to pursue the martial arts of Lu Zuge.

He stood up again and happened to see a portrait hanging behind the two old Taoists. The person on this portrait was naturally Lu Dongbin.

This place is called Lu Zu Pavilion, and the main worship is Lu Dongbin.

Before this, Zhang Yu didn't think anything was wrong, but after Mr. Gao talked about the sad history of Lu Zu Pavilion, he saw the portrait of Lu Dongbin and wanted to call it Lu Zu Pavilion, Zhang Yu always felt something was wrong.

So, Zhang Yu asked in a lingering voice: "Master, Guiguan is called Lu Zu Pavilion. As far as I know, only ordinary Taoist temples will be given such a name. Since Guiguan was the Zhendao Tianbao Palace of the time, it is famous outside, it should not be worshipped by Lu Zu."

"Our Lu Zu Pavilion is just a branch of Zhendao... The reason why we have such a name is because of our ancestors..." said Gao Laodao.

"A branch can have magic weapons like Jade Fen..." Zhang Yu said with a faint smile.

While speaking, his eyes unconsciously looked at the picture opposite.

Lu Dongbin on the portrait is fairy-like and has a more hazy look because there is still a scent incense in front of the portrait.

After careful examination, Zhang Yu suddenly felt something was wrong.

"The jade void rope is a treasure passed down by this sect, but there is only one piece, nothing else. There may be some back then, but with the changes of the times, it is no longer easy to be able to leave this piece." said Old Taoist Gao.

Zhang Yu didn't pay attention to listening to his words at all, because at this moment, Zhang Yu's eyes were all above the portrait.

Zhang Yu walked slowly forward, even passing through the gap between the two old Taoists.

Seeing Zhang Yu like this, both old Taoists were stunned for a moment. This behavior was really impolite.

The two of them were angry, and of course they didn't dare to do it. They looked up at Zhang Yu and then found that Zhang Yu's expression was solemn, as if they were focusing on seeing something.

At present, there is only the portrait of Mr. Lu, so there are no other ones.

The two old Taoists stood up unconsciously, wondering why Zhang Yu suddenly became so interested in this portrait.

Zhang Yu had already arrived before the portrait at this stall. But when he observed it nearby, the previous feeling disappeared again.

He looked carefully and found that even an ordinary painting was nothing special. He reached out and touched the painting, but he did not feel any spiritual energy, but it contained an ancient atmosphere and should be quite old.

Seeing Zhang Yu touching the portrait of Master Lu, Old Dao Di couldn't help but say, "Zhang Zhenren, don't be disrespectful!"

"Sorry." Zhang Yu said, instead of turning around, he went backwards directly.

When you can get four steps away, that feeling will appear again.

The Lu Dongbin in the portrait is like a shadow and a illusion, and it is indescribable. The two old Taoists are standing next to Zhang Yu now. After looking at the painting, they can't see anything. After all, they don't know how many years they have seen this painting.

Looking at Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu not only had a serious face, but also had a hint of confusion on his face, and his eyes were even more straight.

"Zhang Zhenren, what are you looking at?" Gao Laodao asked in confusion.

"Don't talk!" Zhang Yu said seriously, and raised his hand, indicating that he should not speak again.

Old Taoist Gao and Old Taoist Di were all extremely confused. Xiong Jian came up from behind and said in surprise, "Why is Mr. Lu in the painting..."

Speaking of this, he thought of what Zhang Yu had just said and quickly closed his mouth.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" Zhang Yu asked.

"The Master Lu in the painting seems to move..." Xiong Jian said seriously.

"Can you move? Are you confused? We two brothers, who have been here for so many years, have not noticed that Master Lu will move." Old Dao Gao said in surprise.

"I really know how to move... It seems to be writing..." Xiong Jian said slowly.

"What did you write?" Zhang Yu asked, subconsciously taking another step back, standing in a level position with Xiong Jian.

This position is slightly forward from the position where Zhang Yu stood up before, probably where the two old Taoists had just sat.

It’s true that, here, Lu Dongbin in the portrait looks even more vivid, and his body seems to be dancing in a painting. As for writing, Zhang Yu didn’t see it.

The two old Taoists were even more surprised and followed them to watch carefully. After a long time, they could not see anything.

Xiong Jian was already obsessed with seeing it and said slowly: "There is a chance...there is a chance...there is a fate...before...there is a chance...there is a fate...there is a chance...before...there is a chance..."

"Say it again." Zhang Yu said immediately after hearing his muttering.

"What I wrote is that there is a mechanism below and there is a fate to come..." Xiong Jian's voice was much more coherent this time.

"Mechanism!" "Mechanism!" The two old men were even more surprised when they heard this. They had never discovered any mechanism here for so many years, let alone Lu Dongbin in the painting would move.

But when Zhang Yu saw the portrait, Xiong Jian saw that he wrote, did he really have any mechanism?
Chapter completed!