Chapter 511

The old monk looked at him with a gentle smile and shook his head. He didn't know whether he didn't know the answer or why he asked.

The young monk looked more stable than before, but still had some temper. He was unhappy and said, "what do you mean by this?"

In the previous discussion, those practitioners only said that who is more likely to be the leader of the green mountain, rather than say what they think.

This is not a matter that everyone is qualified to express their opinions.

The young monk felt that the other party's question was obviously malicious.

"Just ask."

Jing Jiu took off his hat and sat down in front of the two monks.

When the young monk saw him, he was surprised and said happily, "master Jing Jiuxian, it's you! What are you doing here? We meet again. "

Well nine said, "don't practice closed meditation?"

The young monk felt a little embarrassed and touched his head.

The old monk also smiled and said, "when you went to the temple that year, I was still in the north. When you came back, I heard the disciple say..."

Just then, he suddenly coughed, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and painful.

The young monk quickly explained that his master suffered an internal injury on the snow field, which was difficult to cure.

Well nine looked over and found that the old monk's meridians were invaded by the cold and some withered. There was really no good way, so he could only keep them for a period of time.

The young monk was talking about the cold of Baicheng, the ugliness of snow country monsters and the mystery of Dao Sheng... He suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth.

Jingjiu thought he didn't see the old monk today to shut you up?

The young monk covered his mouth with his hands, hesitated twice and insisted on not speaking.

The old monk smiled and coughed twice and said, "after the West Sea, the temple won't let the green mountain disciples come and go."

Jing Jiu knew that this was because Liu CI released immortal Taiping. Of course, Zen Zi's temperament would not stop there.

He said to the young monk, "I am not an ordinary green mountain disciple, I am a disciple of Shenmo peak."

The young monk thought that he was right. The relationship between the temple and green mountain was ordinary, but he was close to Shenmo peak. He quickly put his hand down and said, "immortal, what did you mean by asking that question just now?"

Well nine said, "I don't know my true face in this mountain. It's good to listen to other schools."

The young monk didn't think why he, a young disciple, cared about the leader. He shook his head and said directly, "I haven't seen any of those big people. I don't know any of them. How can I know who is more suitable to be the leader of the green mountain."

Well nine thought to himself, who can say that he really knows who except himself?

The young monk asked curiously, "who do you support? Guangyuan immortal or Fang jingtianfeng leader? "

Well nine said: "do not know, naturally do not support."

The young monk couldn't understand him and felt his head in embarrassment.

Somehow, Jing jiuyizhi liked the monk very much and asked him about his recent situation with a smile.

This level of cold noise is very rare for him.

The young monk came to the spirit and talked about his travels with his master in the world and his treatment of patients and people over the years. Whether it's local customs or strange illness, he really explained everything in detail.

This is not a recent situation. This is a memoir.

Jing Jiu didn't bother, praise, ridicule or answer the questions, just occasionally.

But I could see that he listened carefully.

The old monk looked at the scene with a smile.

The attitude expressed by Jing Jiu is the most favorite and pursued realm of the monks in Guocheng temple.

The morning light finally fell on the peak, and the bonfire had turned gray, so he had to continue on his way. The young monk asked, "master Jing Jiuxian, are you going to the hanging bell sect, too?"

Well nine said, "well, but I don't want to identify myself."

The young monk looked at his face and said, "it's very difficult... Even if there is a hat to cover it and don't show his identity, the hanging bell sect won't let him in?"

Well nine said, "if there is a market ahead, I want to buy two hats."

The young monk didn't understand, but the old monk understood. After thinking for a moment, he said, "it's good."

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There is a lake between the Dongling mountains and a canyon in the East. It welcomes the morning light every day, so it is called dawn.

Liming lake is not as strange as green mountains and blue lakes, and its water surface is vast without daze. It is better than the picturesque scenery by the lake.

The mountain wind blows the willow branches and gently touches the water surface, creating countless ripples.

Many willow branches are tied with bells, making a clear sound. Mixing together is not annoying, but quiet.

The most famous of Xuanling sect is Qingxin bell.

Qingxin bell can help practitioners dispel evil spirits and calm their mind. It is a very important magic tool when meditating or wandering. The functions of Qingxin bell of different grades vary greatly, so each practice sect attaches great importance to the hanging bell sect. In addition, because of the Castle Peak sect, the whole practice world has been silent for two years, and the heart clearing meeting is the first major event. Many sects have come to participate, almost all of them have arrived, except the closed Zhongzhou sect, wuenmen and the destroyed Xihai sword sect.

In addition to providing various grades of Qingxin bell appreciation as usual, another thing in this Qingxin conference is to celebrate the old prince's birthday.

Interestingly, no one knows how old she lived except Lao Taijun himself.

The spiritual world only knew that when she first appeared in the spiritual world, the plum meeting had not been held.

Whether it's Qingxin bell tasting or Lao Taijun's birthday, it's something worth celebrating. There's no festive atmosphere by liming lake, even some depression.

Practitioners of all sects understand the reasons and restrict their disciples. They should not walk at will before the meeting, even if they visit the lake.

——As the old Taijun gets older and older, he is more and more worried about the future of the hanging bell sect. He is worried that the current patriarch, her daughter-in-law Chen, will remarry after his death and give the hanging bell sect to someone with a different surname. Many years ago, she proposed that Chen marry a nephew of her husband's family, but she was refused without hesitation. After that day, the internal undercurrent of the hanging bell sect became a contradiction in the open. The old Tai Jun used a lot of means to ensure the continuity of the de family. If there was no support from Castle Peak, I was afraid that Chen would have been abandoned.

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Three monks in hats came to the Bank of Liming lake.

The Xuanling sect disciple in charge of reception is naturally a well-informed person. At a glance, he knows that the other party is from Guocheng temple. He is a little uncomfortable and can only welcome the other party in. Guocheng temple is deeply respected by fellow practitioners. If people know that the hanging bell sect rejects the masters of Guocheng temple, it will inevitably attract a lot of criticism.

The reason why the Xuanling sect disciple felt uncomfortable was the same as the reason why the casual monk in the broken Temple left early - the old Taijun would never invite the monks of Guocheng temple to attend the Qingxin meeting. The other party came here on his own. Is it certain that something will happen to the Qingxin meeting?

No one expected that things would happen so fast, or that the table would be overturned so early.

At the welcome banquet that night, the white haired German old Taijun stood on the throne with the help of a middle-aged man.

There is neither Lord Chen nor the young Lord de se of the hanging bell sect.

The middle-aged man has a deep realm and a cold breath, but he is a little strange in the eyes of practitioners of various sects.

The old Taijun said calmly, "let me introduce you to my husband's nephew, named Yuanquan."

Countless eyes fell on the middle-aged man named Deyuan spring.

Some people have guessed that this is the Taoist couple that Lao Taijun chose for Lord Chen.

After a moment of amazement, people finally understood the old prince's intention and couldn't help but be in an uproar!

Even if Lao Taijun's persecution on Lord Chen was so severe, the spiritual world always thought that she was trying to kill her mother and grandchildren.

Looking at this scene today, is she going to pass the throne directly to Deyuan Quan?

What about Lord Chen and Desser? Are you imprisoned or... Dead?

No one spoke and there was a dead silence.

Even if it is a tragic matter of fratricide, it is ultimately the own business of the hanging bell sect.

Obviously, Lao Taijun has completely controlled the hanging bell sect, and others can't and dare not.

At this time, as if there was some tacit understanding, countless lines of sight left Deyuan spring and threw themselves into a certain place in the hall.

That's the best place in the hall.

The people from Qingshan sect sat there.

The leader is elder shiyuefeng. Why not admire him? Lin Yingliang and other young disciples are accompanying him.

Why don't Mu usually plant herbs and refine pills between the peaks, and occasionally preside over the sword bearing meeting. He is not famous in the cultivation world.

Looking at his appearance and bearing, everyone thought he was a loyal and silent old man.

What's the opinion of Qingshan sect?

"Where's Lord Chen?"

Why don't there be no emotional change on Mu's face, but the problem is very direct.

The old gentleman said expressionless, "Chen was seriously ill a few days ago. It's inconvenient to come out to see guests."

Why not say, "in that case, I'm going to visit."

The old Taijun Muran said, "men and women are different, which is inconvenient."

This is very tough.

Why not say, "what about the little patriarch?"

The old prince said, "siser wants to take care of her mother. She has no time to see guests separately."

Why don't Mu stand up, look at the old Taijun and say, "you know, Shenmo peak has only three guests for many years, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and the little patriarch."

The old prince said with a blank face, "elder he has something to say."

Why not say, "she can't do anything."

The old Taijun was still expressionless and said, "young people like to play, and it's normal to knock. Is it because of this that Zhao Layue will kill the old body with a sword?"

Why don't Mu be silent for a while, look at the middle-aged man called Deyuan spring and say, "do you... Want to die?"

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