The leader muttered: "Senior Cang Gu has lived for more than ten million years and has accumulated extremely profound cultivation. And because of his temperament, all the Taoist techniques in his body are blessed with concealment and defense. Therefore, if he wants to hide himself, Even if I wait, it will be difficult to find the flaw."
This answer made Daojun Yunmeng finally confirm what he was thinking, and he said amusedly and happily: "It seems that my disciple has got a great opportunity."
The leader asked curiously: "What do you mean by Mr. Dao's words?"
Lord Tongsheng Dao also understood at this time, laughed loudly, and said: "No wonder, no wonder!"
The leader was even more confused: "What kind of riddle are you two playing?"
Daojun Yunmeng immediately briefly described all the puzzling things that happened to Huo Xiumao, and then mentioned the little turtle he had picked up and carried with him.
After hearing this, the headmaster was also enlightened and said: "So it turns out that it is his luck that Senior Nephew Huo can win the favor of Senior Canggu."
Daojun Yunmeng nodded and said: "This time he was able to deceive the tenth-level monster. Presumably it was Senior Canggu who came to help. He has already entered the Menglian experience before. Do you need me to take him out to consult Senior Canggu about the altar? thing?"
Lord Tongsheng Dao: "Since Senior Canggu took action at that time, he must have seen the altar later. If he knew the origin of this object, he should have told it long ago."
Daojun Yunmeng: "Maybe he just doesn't want to take the initiative to talk about it. What does the leader think?"
The leader pondered for a long time and said: "Although Senior Canggu lives in our sect, he is not a member of our sect. Back then, he was deceived by Tao Zun... and brought to our sect. Because he felt that our sect was very safe, he stayed and lived in Qiongjufei for a long time. The relationship between the center of the earth and our sect is only mutual benefit and reciprocity. We are unable to determine his attitude towards human cultivators and monster beasts. After all... he is also a beast king."
As soon as these words came out, both Yunmeng Daojun and Tongsheng Daojun were silent.
After a long time, Daojun Yunmeng said slowly: "Judging from the fact that he chose Xiu Mao, he at least has no ill feelings towards people cultivating. If I just ask..."
Lord Tongsheng said: "But he specifically asked us not to look for him, and even Master Nephew Huo doesn't know his existence. It's obvious that he doesn't want others to know his whereabouts. If we rashly point it out, I don’t know what the consequences will be.”
Daojun Yunmeng pursed his lips slightly and sighed softly: "Senior brother is right. Master, what do you think?"
The headmaster paced back and forth in the hall. After a while, he finally spoke:
"Senior Canggu, I pretended not to know for the time being. I first took the altar discovered by Master Nephew Huo to ask the heads of Wufeng Sword Sect and Niya Palace. Later, Niya Palace discovered the one under the sea. They We will definitely notify our sect and Wufeng Sword Sect as well.”
"But Yu Xian's whereabouts were exposed at that time. Will Longjing move the altar so that Niya Palace can't find it so easily?" Lord Tongsheng asked.
The leader said: "It's unlikely. After that, the sea monsters still haven't retreated, until Ni Ya Palace was forced to ask for the Treasure Gathering Cauldron, which means that the altar must still be within the bounds of Wu Ya Hai. Furthermore, if this thing can move at will Otherwise, they would not choose such a place. According to my guess, the place where such an altar is placed must meet certain standards."
Lord Tongsheng nodded and said, "What the master said is absolutely true, so just wait a little longer."
Taojun Yunmeng said: "That's fine. By gathering the strength of the three factions, we may not be able to find out the details of the altar."
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Hele Village.
Eat Jiao Er for lunch today. Grandma Li kneaded the dough and rolled out the dough, and Jing Yingrong learned how to make the stuffing. After the dough and stuffing were prepared, Grandma Li demonstrated how to wrap the jiao ears.
At first, Jing Yingrong followed the instructions to make the same Jiao Er, taking a small amount of stuffing, put it into the dough in the palm of her hand, and kneaded it into a nice and plump shape.
However, as it was being wrapped, the appearance of Jiao Er in Jing Yingrong's hand changed. She pinched the dough back and forth, and some made a small bump, some pulled out a small tail, some were kneaded into squares, and some were kneaded into a ball. In short, they were all in weird shapes.
Grandma Li noticed Jing Yingrong's behavior midway. She suppressed her laughter, said nothing, and allowed Jing Yingrong to do whatever she wanted.
After Jiao Er was familiar with it, Grandma Li put part of it into a bowl and kept the other part. Jing Yingrong took a look and found that the ones left behind were all irregular in shape, which she had pinched herself.
"Can't you eat these?" she asked in confusion.
Grandma Li smiled and said, "Of course you can't eat it."
"Why?" Jing Yingrong tilted her head, "Is it because the appearance is different?"
Grandma Li shook her head, picked up a square ear and broke it into pieces, revealing the half-cooked meat filling and dough inside, "Because it's raw."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Jijie Pen: "Hahahahahaha——"
Jing Yingrong: "I can eat it."
Ji Jie Bi: "You can indeed eat it, but you see, they specially made your portion."
Grandma Li specially packed a lot, probably because she expected this result.
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and gave up eating her own work.
After the meal, those tender ears were fed to the chickens by Jing Yingrong.
She watched as a big rooster used its paws to pull open a pie-shaped delicate ear, pecked it twice, then turned its head away and continued to look for bugs to eat.
"..."
Jing Yingrong squatted in the yard, holding her face in her hands, her eyes losing focus.
At this time, a villager ran towards us, shouting as he ran, "Miss Mirror, Miss Mirror!"
Jing Yingrong came back to her senses and looked at the other party.
"Miss Jing, please quickly call Grandma Li and come to the village entrance to collect the festival goods."
When Jing Yingrong and Granny Li arrived at the entrance of the village, most of the villagers in the village had already gathered here. Everyone lined up in a long line in an orderly manner and it didn't look crowded.
In front of the long queue, stood three monks wearing the uniforms of the outer disciples of Taichu Temple. The three of them all have middle-aged appearances, two are in the late stage of Qi training, and one is in the early stage of foundation building.
The first few people in the team were all old people from the village. After Grandma Li arrived, the villagers also asked her to come to the front. The news that Jing Yingrong was staying at Grandma Li's house had spread throughout the village, so no one was surprised by her appearance, and many villagers greeted her warmly and generously.
The three monks were talking. After hearing the noise, one of them accidentally glanced over and immediately noticed the reflection in the mirror next to Granny Li.
"This...senior sister? Why are you here?"
The other party looked at the token on Jing Yingrong's waist and swallowed quietly. The other two people were also surprised and immediately saluted, with a very respectful attitude.
Jing Yingrong: "I'm passing by and staying for a few days. What are you doing here?"
The person who established the foundation of cultivation replied: "We are here to send gifts on behalf of the sect."
Jing Yingrong nodded, looking a little confused. However, she glanced at the waiting villagers and did not ask immediately. She said, "You guys are busy first" and stood to the side.
