These old ladies are crazy.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Let's talk about the Hehuan sect. I respect the Hehuan sect very much. The disciples of the Hehuan sect are indeed all over the world, which not only alleviates the conflicts among martial arts circles, but also promotes the prosperity of the city.
However, the Spirit Sword Sect has also done a lot of practical things in eradicating evil, protecting the Tao, and punishing greed and sycophants, which can be said to be a benefit.
Therefore, when it comes to influence, the two are really indistinguishable.
Below them, Fengqing Villa, Xunyang Tower, Taiyi Hall, Kusheng Gate, and Caobang Shuihui are all powerful and noble forces who sit in one place and preach to all people. There are all the heroes and heroines over there, such as Li Wumian, who not only have a tender heart, but have done their best to eradicate evil, help the poor people, and make silent sacrifices over the years. How many people understand him?
To take a step back, all the heroes in the world are all heroes and well-known figures. Which one is not an admirable existence? If we have to talk about high and low, I'm afraid no one can tell the difference, right? "
As soon as these words came out, he not only analyzed the pros and cons, but also praised everyone present, which greatly satisfied the vanity of some people, and no one could find a single fault.
The drunkard Li Wumian was stunned at first, but then he faced the glances from all around and sighed with emotion: "A great knight, what's the harm in doing something for the people, and why do you need to tell others about this?" This little master is really ridiculous, alas!"
"good!"
The applause was endless for a while.
Even the young masters Jiang Hezhu, who had always been hostile to Xin Zhuo, looked at each other: This guy is so eloquent.
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly and struck while the iron was hot: "Of course, there is a certain explanation for arranging the seats in this way. The order is based on the amount of kindness. If a person has no kindness in his heart, how can he be worthy of being called a hero? What do you think?
Just like the Shuiyue Nunnery in the front row, the masters and ladies in the nunnery are all eminent monks who are compassionate and can save the world. They start well and finish well, and the unity of knowledge and action is extremely admirable.
The Lingjian Sect is second, with more than a thousand disciples. Three years ago, there was a flood in Pingzhou. They donated 200,000 silver and 3,800 shi of porridge and food. The entire sect mobilized. It was really touching. group……"
Listing the past and good deeds of various major forces one by one, some of them are actually roster records, and some are just nonsense and adaptation. No one will point out such praises anyway.
Finally, he made a sharp conclusion: "Of course, this is not a matter of superiority or inferiority. It's just that the number of good deeds deserves a seat. The less good you do, the less you have to work hard. If you work hard, you will naturally be respected by others. Can you accept it?"
The whole place was quiet for a while.
Then everyone became serious. The words sounded very reasonable indeed. This young master had good intentions and principles in his heart, and his words were meaningful. At least in public, no one could fault him or refute him.
So they all clasped their fists and said, "I am willing to listen to my master's arrangements!"
Qin Yuliu, Li Fuzi and others, who had been watching indifferently, looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This kid has a lot of skills.
Hui Ruqing also looked at Master Pujing: "Master, what do you think of what this little bandit said?"
Master Pujing's face was inexplicably complicated, a kind of complexity that was incomprehensible. It seemed to have nothing to do with Xin Zhuo's ranking of Shuiyue Temple as the best benefactor. She sighed softly: "He is a little thief with a deep conscience and a good understanding of human feelings. However, I already know what you are doing, and Shuiyue Temple cannot retain your desire to return to secular life, but you should still stay away from him in the future, otherwise I am afraid you will be heartbroken."
"Why?" Hui Ruqing was very puzzled.
At this time, Xin Zhuo had returned to his seat, picked up the tea and took a sip.
Behind him, Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng and other students looked at their wife blankly. This arrangement seemed reasonable, but in fact...
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that nothing was said.
"How did Master do it? This statement..." Li Xiyue was a little confused, which broke her previous understanding.
Xin Zhuo looked back at the members and said earnestly: "The world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations."
Are people sociable?
All the sentient beings fell into deep thought.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, a slight whistling sound sounded in the air, and a stone tablet about ten feet long, one meter wide, and five feet thick suddenly fell on the stone steps in front.
Everyone present couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts and looked around subconsciously.
This method of retrieving and manipulating objects from the air is at least at the level of a fourth-grade minor master. Judging from its smooth and sudden appearance, it may be even higher.
It’s really mysterious!
But after thinking about it, they all focused on the stone tablet.
The wordless monument has arrived!
It is indeed a monument without words. It is completely gray and exudes gray spots from ancient stones. There is nothing on it. If there is anything on it, it is just full of traces of dust.
But if you look carefully under the dust, there seem to be some strange and mysterious ravine patterns.
These lines are very difficult to understand and illusory. They appear at first glance, but disappear when you look carefully. They appear after a long time, and disappear in the blink of an eye.
This is Taixu outline!
An extremely clever method of leaving things and carving words that can only be accomplished by at least the Grand Master level.
Judging from the age of this stone tablet, it is probably at least five hundred years old.
More than five hundred years of unique knowledge...
This is enough to make people obsessed.
The place quickly became silent. There were nearly two hundred people there, except for their breathing, there was no sound at all.
Then there were ripples in the air, which were traces of the feeling of true energy leaving the body.
Xin Zhuo was also staring at the wordless tablet seriously. He himself had no experience with Taixu outlines, but just by looking at it, his scalp was pounding and his heartbeat was speeding up.
Because of the ravine on the stone monument and the overall trend, a human face faintly emerged. Others might not care about this face, but he did.
Because this face belongs to the deceased grandfather Xin Aotian!
The dead grandfather’s face on the wordless monument? This was strange enough, but what was even stranger was that there were faint traces of a well in the middle.
Wangyuejing!
This is related to his family affection, life and all dependencies!
How could this not shock him?
…
Three hundred meters away from the East Courtyard, there is a secret attic on the top floor.
The area here is small and the decoration is very simple. There are only two futons and a bookcase. There is a faint smell of decay in the air.
"how?"
The old man sitting in the corner was dressed in gray and washed white robes, with an old face full of wrinkles. At this moment, he opened his eyes, a pair of turbid old eyes, as deep as an eternal pool.
"Taixu outlines, and Xin Aotian's appearance and the shadow of the well are looming. Others can't see it, so it can't be hidden from him."
The person who answered was an old nun wearing a torn patched cassock, with a stooped waist. Her voice was old and hoarse, and her appearance was even more decrepit. At this time, her right hand, covered with age spots, was drawing something on the wall.
But she clearly painted, but there was nothing on the wall.
"Do you know what that well means?"
"Back then, the immortal servant sat down to tell the young boy that the well was dug by you and me together. It penetrated the Dragon Qi Taijia position in the Fulong Mountains to release the bad luck of Fulong in the Great Zhou Dynasty and protect the peace of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was occupied by Xin Aotian in the past. Don't you If you want to stop me, why do you come to ask this old nun today?"
"...Thieves contaminate it with filthy air and bloody thoughts. These two things are the most greedy for bad luck, which is the meaning of the title."
"But the well suddenly disappeared, and the originally dull little bandit turned out to be extremely intelligent, incredibly savvy, and knowledgeable about the world. In just two months, he broke through the seventh-level realm from his mortal body, created water out of thin air, and created his own heaven-defying martial arts. What’s the explanation?”
"I am also extremely confused about this matter."
The old man looked at the sky with a pair of turbid and deep eyes, and then murmured to himself for a long time, "The well of misfortune disappears, and dull people suddenly become smart and outstanding. I am afraid that the dragon energy of misfortune will fill their bodies, evildoers will be born, and the Great Zhou Dynasty will be unlucky!" "
"..."
The old nun was silent for a long time, waving his old hand, and ink paintings suddenly appeared on the surrounding walls.
Astonishingly, the disappearance of Wangyue Well, the portrait of Xin Zhuo, confronting thousands of police officers, competing with a group of head catchers, defeating Xu University students and Mr. Studious, arresting four masters, entering Fufeng Mansion at night, and charging into battle with one gun...
Wait for the screen.
The old nun suddenly turned around: "What should I do? Master, do you have any concerns?"
The old man was silent for a long time: "The martial arts on the tablet without words is the study of the founding of the sect. I have been enlightened for thirty years and still can't break it. Let's test Xin Zhuo's heaven-defying understanding. Can he break it?"
"What happens after it's broken?"
