"Brother Jie, were you a little impulsive just now? Then Li Weizhen is not someone to mess with?" After staying away from Li Weizhen's grandson, Gu Jiahang and the other two said with a worried look on their faces.

"It's no big deal. He didn't take care of his grandson well, but how could he blame us?" Xia Yunjie said with an indifferent look on his face.

"You are the uncle of Senior Li. Of course, Li Weizhen dares not do anything to you, but we are in trouble." Lin Chuanqi and the other two said with a sad face.

"You have also said that I am Senior Li's uncle. Li Weizhen scolded me like this just now. He was rude first. You elders will not blame you." Xia Yunjie said.

"This is what you said, don't let go of it then." Lin Chuanqi and the other two were worried when they heard this.

"Don't worry, if he can't get along with you, he can't get along with me. This will be OK," Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

"We will feel relieved with you." Lin Chuanqi and the other two turned their worries into joy after hearing this.

Because today is the day to register, the hotel has no arrangements. After the four of them had dinner in the hotel, Gu Jiahang took the three of them to visit the Spring City.

Lakeview Hotel, a lake-side lawn, Li Qingyuan, Gu Zhongmeng, Li Qinghong and other six or seven old men from Xuanmen were basking in the warm sun and talking about some ways of health cultivation, Li Weizhen brought his grandson over.

Several old men from Xuanmen recognized Li Weizhen. When they saw him coming, they all stood up to say hello to him. But when they said hello, they couldn't help but look at Li Shipin beside him in surprise.

Li Weizhen was worried about his grandson. After greeting several old men from Xuanmen, he couldn't wait to pull the host Li Qingyuan, the host, and asked: "Brother Qingyuan, who will attend this Xuanmen Conference?"

"Brother Wei Zhen's words have caused me to ask. There are at least two hundred people in each conference, including international colleagues. How can I make it clear for a while?" Li Qingyuan said, but his eyes looked at Li Shipin thoughtfully.

"Brother Qingyuan should have seen it too. My grandson has had a problem practicing qi recently, and his true qi is disordered. If you don't find five fellow Taoists with the same skills as me in time to help straighten out his true qi, you may be at risk of dispersing your qi." Li Weizhen said worriedly.

"So that's it." Li Qingyuan nodded when he heard this, then reached out and grabbed Li Shipin's wrist. A trace of true energy immediately penetrated into his body along his meridians.

Soon Li Qingyuan's expression became solemn, and then he let go of his wrist and said, "It's really disorderly. If you don't sort it out in time, you may only have the ability to disperse the martial arts. However, now that Xuanmen is in decline, most people are just like me who can only coax people with a few tricks. There are very few who are as skilled as Brother Wei Zhen. It is difficult to find five people at once."

Seeing Li Qingyuan say this, Li Shipin's face turned paler, but a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes. He naturally blamed all of this on Xia Yunjie.

If Li Weizhen usually saw Li Qingyuan praising him like this, he would have to be proud of himself, but today he felt particularly harsh.

"Is it really impossible to find five fellow Taoists in the late stage of Qi training?" Li Weizhen said unwillingly.

"I'm afraid it's difficult, and it's all right. There are only three masters from Thailand, including Master Nazaren. But Brother Wei Zhen, you don't have to worry too much. Our Xuanmen gathered once every five years, and maybe someone broke through to the late stage of Qi training in the past five years. If not, we have always hidden dragons and slumped tigers in China. As long as we inquire from many sources, we can always find five masters." Li Qingyuan said.

Li Weizhen naturally knew that there were still some strange people who like to live in seclusion in ancient temples in the mountains and forests, and they did not like to get involved in the secular world, nor did they like to attend the Xuanmen Conference. As long as they inquire from multiple sources, they could indeed find five masters, but the problem was that his grandson could not afford to delay time, and the other party had to be willing to help. After all, helping people sort out the true qi meridians is a very exhausting thing, but others were not willing to help. This is also the reason why Li Qingyuan specifically pointed out Master Nazaren's identity as a Thai. It means reminding Li Weizhen that Master Nazaren is a Thai and may not be willing to help. He must be mentally prepared.

"Oh, it seems that this is the only way. However, when I was young, I, Li Weizhen, traveled across the ocean with my grandfather and stayed away from my hometown. I am not very familiar with my fellow Xuanmen in the land of China. I may have to ask fellow Taoists to help me inquire from many sources." Li Weizhen knew that things had come to this point, and it was useless to be anxious, so he had to clasp his fists at Li Qingyuan and other Xuanmen's old men and asked for the truth.

"This is naturally. Now that Xuanmen is in decline, the fellows are their own family. At that time, I will ask the participants to help inquire at the conference." Li Qingyuan said sincerely.

"Didn't it mean that senior Lu Zhen, a big-footed immortal, may come to attend the conference this year? If he comes, this matter will be easily solved." Gu Zhongmeng interrupted.

Although the Xuanmen is now in decline, there are still several mysterious strange people in China, one of which is the Big Foot Fairy Lu Zhen. It is said that he is 120 years old and has reached the foundation-building stage.

"Really?" Everyone was moved when they heard this, especially Li Weizhen's eyes lit up suddenly and she said in surprise.

"Old Senior Lu is a godlike figure. He has always been a god-like dragon. Last year, when I visited Huangshan, I was lucky enough to meet him, so I mentioned to him about this year's Xuanmen Conference, hoping that he would come to attend and give some advice. At that time, he just smiled, neither saying that he could come nor saying that he could not come, so Brother Wei Zhen should not have too much hope." Li Qingyuan said, with a hint of reminiscence and admiration in his eyes.

"Oh" Seeing Li Qingyuan say this, Li Weizhen's hope was lost again, and he couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, "He has long since stopped talking about the world for many years and has been devoted to the Tao. I think it's probably because he has forgotten the Xuanmen Conference."

Seeing Li Weizhen shaking his head and sighing, Li Qinghong felt a little moved in his heart. He remembered his master's uncle. Just as he was about to comfort him, Li Qingyuan's second son Li Yuanbai panted and ran over with excitement.

Seeing that his son was still so unstable at such an age, Li Qingyuan showed a hint of displeasure on his face and blamed him: "Didn't you see all uncles here? He was so panicked, without any etiquette."

"Dad, Big Foot Fairy Senior Lu and the Unknown Sword Immortal from Mount Emei are here." Li Yuanbai said unhurriedly, not caring about his father's reproach.

"What? Senior Lu and Senior Wuming Sword Immortal are here, hurry up and take us to greet us." Li Qingyuan said with surprise and excitement when he heard that the two legendary figures in the Xuanmen came over.
Chapter completed!