Seeing the old man, Peng Yulong landed on the ground, walked forward quickly, bowed deeply and saluted, and said: "To the Supreme Elder, we have brought all the foundation-building monks from each family."
There is only one person in the Jinding Sect who can bear the words "Tai Shang Elder", and that is Ling Ming's master, the only real person in the alchemy stage in the sect, Jinhuan Zhenren.
Hearing Peng Yulong's words, Jinhuan Master nodded slightly, opened his eyes and glanced at him. The eyes were pressed by the wrinkled eyelids and there was only a small slit left. It was not much different from being closed, but Peng Yulong couldn't bear this. He glanced at him, but as if he had received some order, he bowed deeply and saluted again, turned around and faced the group of foundation-building monks and said: "The Supreme Elder has an order, please sit down."
Master Jiedanqi was present, and no one among the foundation builders dared to make any mistakes. They quickly walked into the banquet and sat down, waiting for Master Jinhuan to speak.
Seeing that everyone was seated, Jin Huan Zhenren opened his eyes slightly, his throat moved, and his voice was old and dry: "Old man Jin Huan, there are thieves breaking into my door. You follow me to attack, and everyone gets what they want." You can take it all by yourself.”
Hearing this, Li Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Pengyi beside him, and saw that he also glanced at him. Both of them saw some uneasiness in each other's eyes - everyone knew that the Supreme Elder of Jinding Sect had been in seclusion all year round. , this incident actually prompted him to take action today. There is no doubt that among the so-called "loose cultivators", there must be monks in the alchemy stage.
However, according to what Jinhuan Master said, the Jinding Sect is going to take the initiative to intercept the group of monks. This is good news - if the opponent is too strong, the Jinding Sect will not be able to hide in time, so how can they take the initiative to ask for a fight? Combined with what Peng Yulong said before, that group of casual cultivators robbed a large amount of property from the Luofeng Sect in the south. Li Qingfeng guessed that there are two possibilities. Otherwise, the people of the Luofeng Sect spent a lot of money to seek help from the Jinding Sect. Jinhuan Only real people will decide to take action; otherwise, the group of casual cultivators have no organization and just want to escape. The Jinding Sect is here to find an advantage. In any case, the danger should not be too great.
After Master Jinhuan finished speaking, Peng Yulong beside him took a step forward and said: "According to the discussion in our sect, due to the sudden incident, this fighting meeting has been cancelled, and the original fighting ranking will be based on the performance of all Taoist friends this time. To judge, the stocks in the market and so on are still divided according to their rankings."
"In addition, according to the collegial regulations of Jinding Mountain, each collegial family must obey the command of our sect and jointly defend against foreign enemies. You are all in the collegial process. When facing the enemy, you must obey the command of our sect's foundation-building monks and do not compete for credit. Specific performance Geometry, our monks can evaluate it on their own."
Having said this, Peng Yulong paused for a moment before continuing: "That's roughly it. Fellow Taoists, you can tell me whatever you want to ask. The situation is urgent, and I can only give you half a cup of tea at most."
After hearing this, the foundation-building monks stood up one by one and asked: "Elder Peng, my family has no objection to the arrangement of the sect, but there is only one thing that I am not clear about. I would like to ask Elder Peng about the Qi training of each of our families. Monk, how does the Lord plan to arrange it?"
His question is of concern to everyone. After all, none of the monks present are casual cultivators. They are all heads, heads, and elders of various sects. The disciples of their respective factions must have been injured in the fighting competition a few days ago. There are quite a few. If the Jinding Sect wants these injured monks to join the battle, there is no doubt that it is forcing them to die.
After hearing this question, Peng Yulong waved his hand and replied: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, our Jinding Sect is an upright sect and will not let your injured disciples go into battle. They can stay in Jinding Mountain to cultivate, but other monks who are not injured You need to cooperate with our disciples to do some chores such as material transportation. This time the Qi Practitioner's Fighting Conference is also cancelled, and our disciples will determine the final ranking based on their performance."
"I see, I understand. Thank you, Elder Peng." The monk cupped his hands and sat down again without saying a word.
After he sat down, another female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage stood up, bowed and asked, "Fellow Daoist Peng, my reference disciple was seriously injured this time. If there is no one to take care of it, it is really inappropriate. Can one or two disciples be left behind?" Come down and take care of me?”
"Exactly." Another monk stood up and agreed: "Fellow Daoist Peng, my family brought several children here this time. It's not that they can't take care of themselves, but they are young and ignorant, and they may delay the important matters of the sect."
It is obvious that these monks are cautious in the face of this incident that will alarm the monks in the Danjie stage, and do not want to let their disciples take risks. After all, those who can be brought here are the backbone of their forces. Characters, or relatively potential disciples. Although the Jinding Sect sounds nice and assists in doing "chores", who knows what the specific situation will be like? If you really fold a few, you will really want to cry without tears.
Before Peng Yulong spoke, Jinhuan Zhenren, who was sitting cross-legged, became impatient. His almost white eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were slightly opened. He glanced at everyone in the field: "Why are there so many problems?" ? Those who are willing to go will be rewarded more, and those who are unwilling to go will stay. Yulong, you lead them to wait outside and prepare to attack with me."
With the shout of Master Jinhuan, a coercion belonging to the Danjie monks suddenly appeared in the entire cave. Although it was not yet half a cup of tea as Peng Yulong said, many Foundation Establishment monks were present. Who dares to jump out and say no at this moment?
Even Peng Yulong didn't dare to have any opinions. He first bowed to Master Jinhuan and said "I understand", then turned to look at the other foundation-building monks and said, "Then let's do this, everyone." Fellow Taoist, please come with me.
After that, he bowed to Master Jinhuan again, then led the other monks out of the cave, and arranged for the monks from Jinding Sect to help spread the message. If the monks from each family have anything to explain to their disciples, they can convey it to them.
Li Qingfeng took out a pen and paper from his storage bag, wrote a simple letter in handwriting, and handed it to a disciple of the Jinding Sect to send to the Li family's residence. He decided to let Li Qingqing and others stay. With the smuggling line, the Li family did not lack one or two rooms. In comparison, the safety of my family members is more important.
Not long after the handwritten letter was sent, Li Qingfeng saw a monk flying to Peng Yulong and whispered something to him. Then Peng Yulong waved his hand and shouted to the monks in the field: "Fellow Taoists, Please come with me."
Hearing what he said, a group of foundation-building monks followed Peng Yulong in a huffing voice, following him out of the mountain gate and flying towards the south.
Not long after flying, everyone saw some tiny black spots flying on the hilltop in the distance. When they flew closer, they could see clearly that they were none other than a foundation-building monk named Jinding Sect.
In mid-air on the top of the mountain, Jinhuan Zhenren sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and breathing. The thing under him was not so much some kind of flying boat, but more like a huge tree trunk hollowed out in the middle. Its whole body was rough and wood-brown. Even Li Qingfeng didn't recognize what kind of spiritual thing it was.
