On the top of Chongtian Peak, there is an ancient palace with three-layered gates. The three ancient characters "Chongtian Palace" are engraved on the plaque on the gate.
The gold paint is dull and the years are thick.
The previous huge change left the old palace unscathed. It occupies a large area in front and behind the ancient palace, surrounded by more than a dozen ancient trees that are thousands of years old. Some branches were broken, and a few floor tiles were cracked, that's all.
In the second level side hall, Wu Bingyuan sat cross-legged on a dark purple futon. Slightly below his left hand sat the supervisor, Jin Chongshan, who was also the only Jindan monk in the Chongtian Hall. The other deacons sat on the left and right in an orderly manner. People sit upright.
Wu Bingyuan spoke in a low tone about the obvious losses caused by this disaster, and arranged some response arrangements for each hall.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely dull. Everyone had their hands folded with palms facing up, their eyelids were lowered, and their faces were serious as they listened. Only those who were called would respond.
After finishing the matter, Wu Bingyuan looked around at the withered faces and asked as usual: "Do you have anything to add that you can bring forward now? If not, we will all be dismissed."
The first patrol deacon on the right opened his eyes, looked at the sect master and Shenyouwu outside the prison, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Chiwei has been patient for so many years, and sooner or later he never had an attack, but he blew himself up when Zhang Guanzhu came for treatment. Disintegration, ruining our sect’s fate, is there anything involved in this?”
Wu Bingyuan glanced at Taoist Sang of Lingzhi Hall.
Taoist Sang described Zhang Guanzhu's two visits to the spiritual garden for diagnosis and treatment in detail without making any judgments.
The deacon of Yunshuitang pondered and said: "Tomorrow, you can invite Guanzhu Zhang to come as your guest, and I will accompany you."
The deacon of the Sutra Hall nodded slightly to show his approval, "If he leaves the capital today or excuses himself not to come, there must be some hidden secret. If he comes, we will show our friendship as a landlord and invite him to the 'Forgetful' resort." Let’s drink tea and talk about mysteries.”
Many of them can use secret methods to peer into the inner lake. Even if it is difficult to read the thoughts of the same level, they can still do it with the help of geographical formations and a little knowledge, and they will not alarm the other party.
The prison dean, Elder Jin Chongshan, opened his eyes, and all the noise stopped. A warm smile appeared on his face, and he said: "A few days ago, the Taoist prison summoned me, Zhu Xun, and the great master to drink tea and chat. Starting from our Da'an Dynasty, who will be the third monk to advance to the Golden Core Realm? Zhu Xun, who likes to run around, mentioned a person who is the Tuye Brand Selector of Xianling Temple.
The Great Heavenly Master made a bet with Zhu Xun. The Great Heavenly Master bet that fellow Taoist Gu Quan of the Jinfeng Temple would get the golden elixir in Tuyi, because Gu Quan was the reincarnation of a monk more than five hundred years ago. I bet on the Taoist Taoist Brand The prisoner didn't bet with us, he was watching the show on the shore. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone else understood what the prison meant.
Using spells and formations to pry into the voices of people of the same level will leave some hidden clues.
Don't offend the Immortal Spirit View who has a Jindan Realm monk easily. Although Chongtian Palace, which has a profound foundation, is not afraid, there is no need to make enemies, especially in the early stages of the spiritual energy surge, when the main focus is on developing forces and consuming each other is a stupid act.
Wu Bingyuan said with a smile: "Zhang Guanzhu behaves very appropriately, follows the rules and etiquette, and is impeccable in every word and deed. He made diagnosis and treatment and performed spells twice under the eyes of me and Junior Brother Sang. He was suddenly attacked by Senior Chiwei, and he was very shocked and unbelievable."
He did not choose to take action and immediately retreated. Junior Brother Sang and I both saw this.
Furthermore, Zhang Guanzhu is powerful and can use his means to kill Sheng Burao, the waning guardian of the Witch Clan. Last winter, he detoured from the Witch Clan's territory to the Luobao Ridge Forest. Under the search of dozens of third-level witch cultivators, several of them were fortune tellers. Master, as well as the fourth-level shaman cultivator and the fourth-level mountain god, Zhang Guanzhu hid in safety for more than two months. Later, he defeated the Yulou Gate and easily dealt with the soul fire sneak attack of the fourth-level shaman cultivator Zhou Zhi. None of this was easy.
It is necessary to make friends with such people in advance. Tomorrow Junior Brother Song will visit Master Zhang with a gift. He would like to thank Master Zhang for coming to help after thousands of miles of hard work. He should also say some kind words. It is really inconvenient to invite him to be a guest this time. Please forgive him. "
All the deacons in the hall bowed slightly and said in unison: "I will obey the sect master's decree!"
"That's it,
Everyone performs their duties, let's disperse. "
Wu Bingyuan stood up to see them off. After everyone else had left, he looked at Jin Chongshan who had not left.
Jin Chongshan walked slowly and said: "The ancestor of Tuye Laoxuan of Xianling Temple has met him. He said that he was a spiritual pet who followed the Taoist predecessors in the war more than five hundred years ago. The specific ancestor is not clear. , they are not in the same war zone."
The guardians of Chongtian Hall are from the Jin family. Jin Chongshan and the towers near the water are the first to get the moon, which takes a great advantage.
Wu Bingyuan understood. No wonder the junior fellow in the prison bet on the earth industry.
There were some secrets that he, the sect leader, found out later.
Jin Chongshan sighed slightly and said: "Senior Chiwei wanted to die and blew up the landlady we invited to death. I have to listen to the gossips of the three Taoist eunuchs and take out a few treasures to make Compensation. If our Chongtian Palace suffers this calamity, it can be regarded as clearing up both the bad and good fates of Senior Chiwei. We don’t owe each other anything. It’s just that the damaged mountain roots have to be repaired with a lot of effort."
"I will make arrangements later to perform a water and land ritual for Senior Chiwei."
"As it should be."
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After practicing swordplay until the sun set and twilight closed, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe, who was reading in the yard, walked out of the inn and strolled around Dongcheng Fangshi Street and ate barbecue skewers. Fangshi didn't think much about the major events that happened in Chongtian Hall during the day. The rumors are based on private speculation among friends who dare not discuss it publicly.
After visiting several robe, shoe and hat shops, Zhang Wenfeng wanted to choose a set of third-level treasure robes for himself. The robes and robes he had worn long ago were no longer suitable for use and were damaged.
Comparisons came and went, and apart from the eye-popping price, he didn't choose one.
Yun Qiuhe's voice transmission suggested: "Tomorrow go to the 'Zhen Pavilion' of Dao Lu Yuan and take a look at the 'Ji Bao Yuan' over there. There are many treasures left over five hundred years ago. You need to use merit points or rarity Material exchange.”
Zhang Wenfeng nodded: "That's the only way."
At present, all sects will not sell the really good things in stores, but are waiting for opportunities to sell them at a high price.
Earning merit points is not easy. He was able to earn merit points on his own because of the five third-level shaman cultivators before and after him and Tuye Xiaodu, Song Mange, and the great achievements he made in Guiziling. His achievements surpass those of many sects.
Third level witch cultivators are not so easy to kill, you have to wait and see the opportunity.
I bought a few jade talisman embryos and walked around until late at night before returning to the inn.
When the sun rose over the treetops the next day, Taoist Song, a guest of Chongtian Hall, came to visit with two disciples.
Please enter the living room and sit down. After greetings, Taoist Song presented three gifts: an egg-sized third-order Caiyun gold, a third-order thunder and fire bead, and the same elegant hollow ancient jade pen holder.
The gift is neither light nor heavy, it is thoughtful, and the words are modest and make people feel comfortable.
Zhang Wenfeng refused twice but was so kind that he couldn't accept it.
Taoist Song also specially prepared an old small incense burner for Yun Qiuhe. Judging from the hollow decoration technique, it was the same as the ancient jade pen holder. It was very thoughtful and Yun Qiuhe was so happy that he thanked him and smiled.
The guests and hosts talked happily, drank a pot of spiritual tea, and Taoist Song took his disciples to leave.
"Taoist Song is really good at talking. He's so polite. He even gave me a gift as a follower."
Yun Qiuhe looked at the simple little incense burner with a smile like a flower. It was not that she had never seen people with shallow eye sockets for gifts. She just felt that the incense burner and the pen holder were a perfect match. They were exquisite and exquisite, and she felt happy just looking at them.
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