Chapter 192： 192 Looking for the next

Chapter 192 Chapter 192 Searching for the next

Chongming stared at him blankly, all the doubts in his eyes quickly faded away.

Lingluo has that special metal thread in her body, so she naturally knows it.

At this time, she looked at the open wound, and the suspicion in her heart quickly fell silent.

"I see." She still had many doubts in her heart, but at this moment, as long as she knew that Zhang Rongfang was indeed not a Lingluo, that was enough.

The two chatted for a long time before Chong Ming led the others away.

At this time, in Tianbao Palace, there was a discussion and discussion about Zhang Ying.

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Tianbao Palace can really be called high-level, only one head teacher, three palace masters, and twelve palace masters.

Actually, although Tianbao Palace is the ancestral court, the three palace masters actually manage it.

Not the head teacher.

The head teacher, Yue Dewen, is really in charge of the Twelve Great Reforms in the major provinces.

Tianbao Palace is only a part of its subordinates. Compared with other provinces and regions, the priority is not much different.

The three palace lords can only go to ask for instructions when it is a big event.

At this time, sitting in the Sanqing Hall of Tianbao Palace are the three palace masters and the twelve hall masters.

The three main palace masters are Lin Qinghong, Fang Zhiyun, and Xie Ling.

The three of them were sitting on three lotus futons, and behind each of them were four palace masters.

Each of these hall masters represents many interest groups in the middle and lower levels of Tianbao Palace.

Lin Qinghong is now over eighty years old, but he looks about sixty on the outside. He is a pure literary cultivator, and now he is in the late stage of refining gods.

But Xie Ling and Fang Zhiyun are different.

The two of them were born in martial arts, and later changed to literary arts. Now they are a super-level martial arts, and they are in the late Yuanying period.

Another martial art is also superb, but the literary art has reached the early stage of refining gods.

In the entire Tianbao Palace, there are only two of them who refine the gods.

So Fang Zhiyun actually has the highest comprehensive cultivation level among the three.

At this time, he waited for a Taoist to hold a golden bell and rang it three times, and then waved his hand to signal the unrelated people to leave.

Beside the majestic statue of Hanshi Tianzun more than ten meters high, a group of people were silent, waiting for Fang Zhiyun to speak.

"I called you today because I just got a piece of news from Dongzong."

He paused to check everyone's reactions.

After three breaths of silence.

He continued.

"This news is related to a spirit envoy in the Golden Wing Building, and it is also related to the current attitude of our Daoism."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other two palace masters suddenly became condensed, knowing the specifications and importance of this convening.

"Old Fang, let's talk straight. Everyone here is our own." Xie Ling rubbed the age spots on her face, feeling weak.

Lin Qinghong also stared intently at Fang Zhiyun, frowning slightly.

He was also very curious about what would affect the position of the entire sect.

Fang Zhiyun did not hesitate immediately, and explained Zhang Ying's dual identities to everyone one by one.

Not long after, he had just finished speaking, and Xie Ling spoke up immediately.

"Leaving aside the age of this Zhang Ying, since this person is the envoy of the Golden Wing Building, he must have a lot of information about the Golden Wing Building in his hands. Xizong will never let him go.

If we want to protect him, we are against Xizong, and we will definitely be dragged into it. "

"A thirty-five-year-old Jindan, rank nine. It is indeed amazingly talented, but not enough for us to intervene in the internal struggle of Buddhism." Lin Qinghong nodded in agreement.

Fang Zhiyun had expected this result a long time ago, and he sighed when he heard the words.

"In addition, in fact, we need to protect people, and it is easy to deal with. Because this photo has a very special place." He said in a deep voice.

"What's so special?" Lin Qinghong looked at the other party, a little curious.

"He doesn't know any martial arts of Golden Wing Tower, and doesn't know any martial arts of Dongzong. Since his birth, he has always been a follower of my Daoist sect!" Fang Zhiyun answered seriously.

"So." He scanned his eyes, "I suspect that this person has a deep heart for Taoism, and he has no affiliation with Buddhist forces such as Dongzong, plus his talent"

"Don't know any Dongzong martial arts??" Lin Qinghong was shocked.

"Then how did he become a spirit messenger?"

". This, I don't know either, but as far as I know, this person hates evil, is kind, and has extraordinary talent.

It can be seen from the fact that he is so talented and doesn't learn Buddhist martial arts at all.

Moreover, this person traveled thousands of miles, most of them came from Wushan to seek Taoism, which shows his sincerity. "

Fang Zhiyun said seriously.

"If we still reject such a sincere person, it would be God's fault for not accepting him. If we don't welcome him when the time comes, we will suffer."

All the hall masters discussed in low voices after hearing the words.

Lin Qinghong and Xie Ling also showed thoughts.

"But at this moment, it's different from the past." Xie Ling shook her head slowly, "The Eastern Sect is precarious, and it may collapse at any time. The Western Sect is just following the trend.

In such a sensitive period, we must not touch the slightest edge. "

"Indeed, after all, who knows what Dongzong is thinking, maybe they deliberately sent this person to sneak into my ancestral courtyard, just to pull us into the vortex." Lin Qinghong also said.

Most of the hall masters agreed with these statements and nodded.

People seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Fang Zhiyun sighed in his heart. Indeed, protecting Zhang Ying is not good for everyone present.

But for this matter, once Daoism really does it, there is indeed a risk of being involved.

If you are really involved, everyone present will be in danger.

Harmful but not beneficial, naturally no one agrees.

Regarding this, Fang Zhiyun already had countermeasures.

"Actually, if we can accept a disciple with amazing talent, it will be beneficial to us in the future. Although this benefit is still far away, it is not very visible.

But. What if Zhang Ying is allowed to hide his name and change his identity? "

He looked at the people around him.

"There is no trace of Dongzong in this person's kung fu, and no one can tell which side he is on.

Even if Xizong came to the door, we can still claim that this person was cultivated by us since childhood, but he was later sent to the Golden Wing Building as an undercover agent. "

"It's impossible to hide the truth from Xizong." Xie Ling shook her head.

"As long as they can't hold our real evidence, everything will be fine." Fang Zhiyun said seriously.

Although Daoism is peaceful to the outside world, its real foundation is actually the support from Lingting.

No matter what happened to Xizong, he didn't dare to do anything to them.

Just like the original Dongzong, representing the supreme imperial power, no one can rule.

"I don't agree." Lin Qinghong objected, "Also, I suggest to check Zhang Ying's martial arts and literary skills immediately, Jindan Ninth Grade, and he is only 35 years old. Check first, and then talk about other things."

"It doesn't matter if it's checked or not, Dongzong won't offend us with this.

The main reason is that this matter has too little benefit for us, and it is harmful rather than beneficial. If this person has a different heart, he will ask for trouble for nothing. "Xie Ling objected.

"This matter has nothing to do with the position of the sect. Zhang Ying, a genius of both civil and martial arts, cannot make a decision just by us.

Since you all object, then I apply to use my extra decision-making power once a year, and send it to the head teacher to make a decision. "Fang Zhiyun said seriously.

Each palace lord will have an additional decision-making power once a year.

That is, when the three of them disagree, they can apply for the head teacher to decide and make a decision.

But this power can only be used once a year.

"Such a trivial matter, you still need to use the power of decision? Alarm the head teacher?" Lin Qinghong said dissatisfied. "The head teacher has a lot of things to do every day, so he might not be able to see this."

"If the headmaster replies with permission, this person will be left behind.

If the reply is not allowed, or there is no reply. "

Fang Zhiyun paused.

"Then expel Zhang Ying."

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"Thirty-five?"

Yue Dewen looked at the application documents on the table in front of him, and slowly picked his teeth with a toothpick.

He leaned back on the rattan chair with his legs crossed, his chest exposed, and he was wearing a gray mandarin jacket and boxer shorts that looked like rags.

He has no heirs in his life, only Zhang Qingzhi, who was adopted from a young age, is regarded as a son.

It's a pity that I seem to be disabled when I grow up.

"Thirty-five years old, Jindan, ninth-grade, and disabled a super-grade foreign medicine, look at this bragging. Tsk tsk tsk." Yue Dewen shook his head in admiration.

This is a small farmyard outside Tianbao Palace.

Yue Dewen usually lives here when he has nothing to do. He lives leisurely every day, fishing, playing cards and chess, occasionally going out for outings, bragging and fighting with friends, and his life should not be too comfortable.

"When I was thirty-five years old, I was only super-grade foundation building, right? He didn't even form the alchemy, so he just got the golden alchemy?" Yue Dewen sighed.

"Well, Dongzong, he has been oppressing the world for a long time, and he can always find good seedlings." An old voice around him replied.

But only voices were heard, but no one was seen.

"That's true, but at the age of thirty-five, he is only ninth grade, and his martial arts are a bit late. Fortunately, Jindan should be able to increase the limit of his body, and he should be able to punch." Yue Dewen nodded.

"Then what are your plans? Fang Zhiyun also said that the heavenly girl mentioned Lihentang's favor, and he almost died there back then. If it wasn't for Dongzong's help, he would definitely not live today." The old man asked in a deep voice.

"Me." Yue Dewen touched his chin. "Favours are another matter. After a while, I will quietly save that little girl's life, won't I just pay it back?

As for this photo, this kind of favor is far from enough to change the tilt of my entire sect. I don't want to be suspected by His Majesty because of a small loss. "

"That's right, you can't afford it, it's completely in line with your personality." The old man sneered.

"That's it, that's it, you really know me, hahahaha!" Yue Dewen was proud.

The two of them stopped mentioning the matter immediately, and Yue Dewen casually threw the document aside.

Standing up, he moved his hands and feet.

"Let's go, let's go fishing. Do you dare to fight again!?"

"Hehe, you are a defeated general, and you still dare to speak up?" the old man said in a disdainful voice.

Walking out of the small courtyard, Yue Dewen casually took off a set of ordinary blue Taoist robes from the hook outside the wall, put them on, and strode away.

"Eh? Where are you going?" The old man asked in surprise. "That's not the fishing direction."

Yue Dewen waved his hand without looking back.

"It is said in the data that the kid is thirty-five to the ninth-grade golden core, and he hasn't sent a lot of resources to concentrate on cultivating it. It all depends on his talent. I don't believe it. Go and see for yourself."

"See for yourself?"

"Hehe, if others can't tell your age, it doesn't mean I'm old." Yue Dewen said disdainfully.

"I guess that kid must be fifty-three. He deliberately said backwards, it's all right, you go to the old place and wait for me. I'll come right away. Just take a pee."

As one of the most famous medical experts in the entire Great Spirit, he naturally wouldn't just measure his age by rough methods like touching bones.

(end of this chapter)