"Senior brother."
Seeing Guo Yan leaving, Xia Zixiong took a step forward and spoke: "Junior Brother Zhao Yuren's Foundation Building Ceremony has been scheduled for June this year, but given the current situation, I'm afraid it won't be easy to do. Senior brother, do you think?"
"Just do it in the sect." Ling Ming knew that what Xia Zixiong said was right. Jinding Sect was facing a lot of pressure now, and the casualties among the Jian Tang disciples were quite serious. It was not suitable to do something extravagant. But from another point of view, , this foundation building ceremony can play an inspiring role, and Zhao Yuren's thoughts must also be taken into consideration. Thinking of this, Ling Ming added: "Make it more lively, and I will be at the door then."
"Understood." Xia Zixiong nodded in agreement. He did not mention the matter again, but changed the subject and asked: "Senior brother, I have prepared the elixir for Elder Zhang to use. Do you think...?"
The "Elder Zhang" in his mouth refers to Zhang Hao, the elder of the sword hall. He is an elder of the sword hall and belongs to the stability maintenance sect. He was seriously injured when dealing with Zhennan monks. It took him several months to recover, but he did not recover. Thinking that after he recovered, he was injured again while performing a mission, and the injury was more serious than before, so Ling Ming asked Xia Zixiong to prepare the elixir and go to visit him.
Hearing this, Ling Ming was about to say something, but at this moment, another person came from outside the palace. Looking at his appearance, it was not Yan Wenliang who had been sent to the Fan family in Da'an County to participate in the foundation building ceremony, but he was Yan Wenliang. Which?
"Wenliang." Ling Ming glanced at Xia Zixiong, motioned him to wait, then raised his hand and called Yan Wenliang in.
"Senior brother."
Yan Wenliang obviously saw Ling Ming as well. He walked up quickly to greet him and nodded to Xia Zixiong as if he had seen him before. Ling Ming hummed and asked, "Thank you for your hard work. Did you just come back?"
"Exactly." Yan Wen nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother..."
"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly." Ling Ming raised his hand to indicate that he didn't have to be in a hurry, and then asked: "How is it? Is there any result?"
This sentence was a bit meaningless, but Yan Wenliang knew what Ling Ming was asking.
Before being sent to the Fan family to participate in the foundation building ceremony, Ling Ming assigned him a task, asking him to observe the relationship between the Zhang family, the Fan family and the Li family. No matter if there was a gap or other situations, he must remember He came down to report back, and Xia Zixiong on the side also understood clearly that he was also Ling Ming's confidant, and he knew about this.
"In my opinion, there seems to be no gap." Yan Wenliang replied truthfully: "When I went there, I happened to meet Li Qingfeng and Zhang Pengyi. They came together. During the ceremony, they behaved normally, talked and laughed, etc. After the ceremony, I I didn't see the two of them leaving, maybe they were left behind by Fan Mingcheng."
He took a step forward: "Brother, Da'an County and Yuepan Mountain are adjacent to Wudaomen, Shijia and Yuguimen in Banyue Mountain. In that area, there are only three families of Zhang, Fan and Li who have foundation-building monks. They are closely related to me. The door is not a good thing, senior brother, should we do something?"
"No need." Ling Ming waved his hand and looked down at the rice paper on the table. A somewhat unknown light flashed through his eyes. When he looked up again, he no longer mentioned the topic. Instead, he stood up and casually He rolled up the rice paper on the table and put it away, and said to the two of them: "Wen Liang, Zixiong, you come with me to visit Elder Zhang."
"ah?"
Seeing Ling Ming change the topic, Yan Wenliang was stunned for a moment, but then he understood that the other party had already been calculating, so he stopped talking and nodded in agreement.
…
In early May, on Guangxiu Mountain, in the Deacon Hall of Yuguimen.
Zuo Ni's already gloomy face was several times gloomier than usual. His slender eyes were slightly squinted as he walked out of the deacon hall. There was a gloomy cold air all over his body. There were so many disciples in the deacon hall. Anyone who dared to touch him would just bow and stay away, wondering in his mind what happened to make Elder Zuo so persistent.
There is no need to guess too much. Not long after Zuo Ni walked out, another Foundation Establishment elder, also wearing a black robe, walked out of the Deacon Hall. The difference was that when he looked at Zuo Ni’s back, there was a hint of sadness on his face. A completely unabashed smile.
The elder of the Deacon Hall, Luo Dezhi, was in the early stage of foundation building and had always been at odds with Zuo Ni. This was the time when the Deacon Hall was electing a new deacon. Judging from the smile on his face, it was probably during this election that he was selected. Head left and backward.
"snort!"
When he reached the entrance of the hall, Zuo Ni turned around and saw the dazzling smile on Luo Dezhi's face. He couldn't help but snorted, waved his long sleeves, turned around and flew towards his cave.
Since three deacons of the Deacon Hall were killed in the previous mission, the leader of the Deacon Hall decided to summon all the elders of the Deacon Hall to re-elect three deacons.
The process of selecting deacons is undoubtedly the process of dividing the interests of the elders of the deacon hall. Originally, according to Zuo Ni's plan, with the large amount of wealth previously smuggled from the Zhou family, he could at least win one deacon position. If If things go well, he can use the second deacon position as a bargaining chip to make friends with another deacon hall elder. But what he didn't expect was that the elder who originally stood with him did not speak this time, and the elder who originally accepted him did not speak. After bribing and agreeing to remain neutral, the elders secretly held opposing opinions. In the end, he didn't even get a position as a deacon. He returned in defeat and was laughed at by the dog-like Luo Dezhi.
"Bah, damn bitch!"
Thinking of Luo Dezhi, Zuo Ni felt a burst of anger in his heart, and couldn't help but curse a few times. It took him a long time to finally calm down and think about the reason for this failure.
In fact, he probably knew in his heart that the reason why several elders suddenly changed their attitudes this time was that, in the final analysis, it probably still fell on Yu Zihua, the elder of the inner sect.
After all, there are no fools in the world. Zuo Ni knew in his heart that his perfunctory actions were probably noticed by the other party, so the other party's intention this time was undoubtedly to beat him up.
Thinking of this, Zuo Ni's face became more gloomy. Humph, this Yu Zihua asked himself to do things. Although he said it well in words, he didn't put it into practice at all. If you want to be a wolf with nothing, you still blame me. Not cooperative?
He finally saw clearly that his idea of making friends with Yu Zihua as a backer had basically been shattered. The other party didn't have much sincerity at all, and he was probably taking advantage of him... Huh, no, he can't give it to him this time. Lead by the nose.
While flying, Zuo Ni's mind was spinning. If he didn't want to be led by the other party, he had to give his own reaction. However, he couldn't afford to offend Yu Zihua, so he had to pick a soft persimmon to operate on.
Luo Dezhi's appearance appeared in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that there was news from the Zhou family that they were going to hand over a batch of "Red Mountain Pattern Stones", and then there was the figure of Li Qingfeng. Zuo Ni narrowed his eyes, and he already had something in his heart. Made a plan.
