The outside of the temple was chaotic like going to a market, but the inside of the temple was peaceful.
The two Nascent Souls sit high, and the Golden Pills stand on both sides.
"Brother Meng came from afar, but after hearing that I, Qiaoshan, have been working for your sect, do you want to come and thank me?"
Jiang Xingchi laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Brother Meng, there's no need for that. I, the Supreme Master of Qiaoshan, can't bear to see my colleagues being wronged. After hearing about Zhou Huishan's old man, I was very angry. I wanted to fight with Yu Liushan." Friend of the theory, but I didn't expect that guy to dare to take action. Unfortunately, this man was smart and short-handed, and he was beaten to death in three attacks. We were trying to solve the chaos in Zhou Huishan, but we accidentally killed him, so we hurriedly found Jiuzheshan. Fellow Taoist Lihuo was in trouble and went to see Master Xia to explain his reasons, but Master Xia was impatient and hit him immediately. I, the Supreme Master of Qiaoshan, acted benevolently and righteously. Although I was annoyed by Master Xia's rudeness, I only treated him a little bit. Punishment, but not life. ”
Speaking of this, Jiang Xingchi ignored the eyes of the golden elixirs in Shouting Pavilion and continued to talk, "Where moral justice lies, where the hearts of the people are, our Eastern Sea Territory is barren and has no high cultivation, but it is not something that barbarians from outside the territory can bully." ”
This was the first announcement, and there was silence in the hall.
All the three golden elixirs in Shouting Pavilion looked ugly, especially Yu Xianping, who was trembling slightly. She didn't dare to do anything to Jiang Xingchi, so she just glared at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai was an honest man and just pretended to be invisible.
Jiang Xingchi had a spring breeze on his face and didn't notice any difference at all. He continued to smile and said: "Brother Meng gave me the treasure before, and I am extremely grateful. If I can win back a few inches of hometown for Brother Meng, I will be worthy of my senior brother." Love.”
"That's not necessary." Meng Shanhe smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said: "Coming to the door without telling us is really a bad visitor. It's better if the wise brother doesn't complain about the foolish brother."
"Brother Meng, what are you talking about?" Jiang Xingchi was very enthusiastic, "I just hope that Brother Meng can stay a little longer, and we can have a game, wouldn't it be fun?"
Meng Shanhe lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, but sighed repeatedly. He was already in his twilight years and his life was short, and now he was as cold as a cicada in the autumn wind.
No one said anything in the hall, Wu Muqian stepped forward, saluted Jiang Xingchi, and said: "Senior Jiang came to my sect before, we were waiting to treat him with courtesy, but I don't think that senior is secretly plotting against our sect, Patriarch Yu, dare I ask this? Where is morality? ”
Jiang Xingchi ignored it and just looked at Meng Shanhe with a smile.
Meng Shanhe sighed and said: "I have heard of him for a long time. I just feel that this matter is not done properly."
"The Supreme Leader of the Despicable Sect is standing up for Zhou Huishan's old friends, how can Senior Brother look like he is blaming him?" Jiang Xingchi was puzzled.
Meng Shanhe didn't believe a word of Jiang Xingchi's words, and didn't bother much. He just smiled and asked, "Brother Jiang, I came here just to pay homage to fellow Taoist Xiang. Can I meet you?"
"Alas, due to the incident at Yuliu Mountain last time, I, the Grand Master of Qiaoshan, was secretly injured and is currently in seclusion at the Xianqiao Blessed Land to recuperate." Jiang Xingchi sighed.
Just now you said that Yu Liushan was not an enemy of Sanhe, why did Xiang Wuhui get hurt secretly now? Meng Shanhe used to think that this fellow Daoist Jiang was soft and easy to talk to, but now he saw that he was all a fool! There are no good people in Qiaoshan!
After a moment of silence, Meng Shanhe sighed again and said: "Brother Jiang, the blessed land of the noble sect's immortal family is connected to all directions and is peaceful and lush. If it is involved in a war, I am afraid that all life will be ruined here."
Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Brother Meng, are you homesick?"
Old Nascent Soul Meng Shanhe's turbid eyes suddenly brightened a bit, then fell silent again without saying a word.
Wumu Qian stepped forward dully, and stopped saluting. He only said: "May I ask Senior Jiang, what do you want Qiaoshan to do?"
Lin Bai and Jing Situi both raised their eyes and glanced at Wu Muqian.
Jiang Xingchi still ignored him, but looked at Lin Bai with a smile and asked: "Lin Zhuanlun, I remember that when you went north, you wrote a northern travel diary, detailing the disaster of Shouting Pavilion going south. Is this the case? Something?”
Disaster going south? Lin Bai held back his headache and said: "This junior is extremely bored and has interviewed the local customs and customs. Among them, there is indeed something about Shouting Pavilion."
"Okay." Jiang Xingchi praised, "Give that Northern Journey to Cheng Keshui and ask him to publish it everywhere, so that the juniors will know the origin of the Zhou Huishan Rebellion."
"Yes." Lin Bai agreed, immediately took out the draft and gave it to Cheng Keshui.
Seeing that Jiang Xingchi was still ignoring him, Wu Muqian couldn't bear it any longer. He took another step forward and said in a deep voice, "Senior, do you really want to fight in Qiaoshan?"
"I, Qiaoshan, have always convinced people with my virtue." Cheng Keshui put away the broken draft, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "With the flames of war and the destruction of all directions, naturally no one wants to do it."
Wu Muqian looked at Cheng Keshui and asked, "What do you want from your faction?"
"Shoutian Pavilion has forcibly occupied the land of Zhouhuishan, leading to thousands of years of chaos and countless casualties." Cheng Keshui looked at Wu Muqian and said seriously: "As long as your faction gives up the land and allows the old people of Zhouhuishan to return, we, Qiaoshan, can We’re doing it, I’ll keep you safe in Shoutingange.”
This is not what we intended to talk about at all! No matter how stupid you are about the Three Golden Pills of Shouting Pavilion, you still know what they mean.
"It is said that the Supreme Leader of the Gui Sect is the first person under Transformation God, but after all, he is not Transformation God!" Yu Xianping gritted her teeth.
"If fellow Taoists want to use the transformed gods to suppress people, please go to Yinbi Mountain, Yubi Mountain, and Wuque Mountain. They have seen the ancestors of the noble sect transformed gods, so they are naturally convinced. I, a Qiaoshan native, have never I've seen it before, but I don't know the power of becoming a god." Cheng Keshui spoke coldly, not showing any dignity to the old people of Shouting Pavilion and Zhou Huishan.
Meng Shanhe said nothing, and Meng Yiwei lowered his head and said nothing.
The three people in Shouting Pavilion were also stunned, and they felt that Qiaoshan was determined to fight.
Jiang Xing smiled stupidly, looked at Meng Shanhe, and invited: "Brother Meng is coming from afar, would you like to come to your humble residence and have a chat?"
Meng Shanhe nodded immediately, "That's what you wish for."
The two Nascent Souls waved their sleeves and left without talking about business, while the remaining Golden Cores were stunned.
In the hall, there are three golden elixirs of Shoutian Pavilion, Meng Yiwei of Yinwu Mountain, Cheng Keshui and Lin Bai of Qiaoshan Mountain, and there are also Jiuzhe Mountain Scenery Sihui and Min Hengbo of Tao Yinzong.
Cheng Keshui looked at Lin Bai and said with a smile: "Yuan Li is a straightforward man. If he were not a wise brother, I am afraid he would not have returned at this time."
"Brother Yuanli and I have the same temperament. We are not outsiders. Senior brother, please be polite." Lin Bai said with a smile.
The two of them were extremely affectionate despite the presence of outsiders.
Cheng Keshui exchanged some pleasantries with his hands, invited Meng Yiwei, Jing Situi and Min Hengbo to go out for a chat, and then told Lin Bai to entertain the distinguished guests.
It was as if he had not seen the Three Golden Pills of Shoutian Pavilion at all, and showed no trace of etiquette.
Seeing that all the people who had the word were gone, the face of the Three Golden Pills of Shouting Pavilion became even more ugly.
"Brother Ebony, why don't you come to An'an?" Lin Bai was a kind person and said hello first.
"What do you think?" Wu Muqian was quite resentful.
"..." Lin Bai saw that Wu Muqian looked like a resentful woman, and he didn't know how to speak.
"Did you kill my brother?" Xia He asked in a deep voice.
"Xia Fenyi has his own way of dying. I just follow God's will." Lin Bai said.
Xia He stepped forward and wanted to say more, but was stopped by Wu Muqian.
At this moment, a person broke in from outside, and it was Yang Shu.
Yang Shu had been practicing in Xinyi Square for a long time, and he was also a man who knew etiquette and interests. He bowed to everyone first, and then specially saluted to Wu Muqian, saying: "I used precious treasures to form elixirs before, and I was very kind. I dare not forget brother Wu Mu's running around. .”
Wu Muqian's face turned even darker.
Yang Shu didn't realize it, and said again: "My sister heard that heroes from all over the country gathered together, so she prepared some wine and sent me to invite them."
After bowing to everyone again, Yang Shu looked at Wu Muqian expectantly.
Wu Muqian was silent for a while and looked at Yu Xianping and Xia He. The latter two were dumb and made no expression at all.
In desperation, Wu Muqian nodded. He had to wait for Meng Shanhe anyway, so he might as well go for a walk.
"Please!" Yang Shu was very happy. He pulled Wu Muqian out and said to Lin Bai: "Brother Zhuanlun, your two disciples are about to be beaten to death!" "..." Lin Bai's old face darkened.
Everyone hurriedly left the main hall and saw many people gathered on the platform outside the main hall. Most of them were Qiaoshan disciples, there were also a few Jiuzheshan disciples, and there were seven Shouting Pavilion foundations.
Judging from the situation, the fight is over and the winner has been decided.
I saw seven people from Shoutian Pavilion gathered together, arrogant.
Although there are many people on the Qiaoshan side, their momentum is not as strong. Miaomiao's black clothes were torn in many places, a lot of her hair was burned off and scattered on the back of her head, and her face was dark, it looked like she had been beaten.
Jiang Yu held a half-finished fishing rod in his hand, his face was pale, and Yuanying's face was completely lost.
Gu Wushang stood in front of the two of them and spoke in a low voice.
A group of Qiaoshan monks surrounded Miaomiao and Jiang Yu. Some said what you should have done just now, and some said that Shouting Pavilion did not respect martial ethics. Some were merciless and asked Miaomiao and Jiang Yu to go home. Baodan furnace.
When many low-level monks saw various golden elixirs coming out of the main hall, they immediately stopped chattering and saluted one after another.
"Master..." Miaomiao and Jiang Yu stepped forward and knelt down.
Lin Bai saw the two of them looking embarrassed and knew that they must have lost the fight.
"Lost?" Lin Bai had a headache. He had been a hero all his life. Even if he couldn't beat him, he would admit his mistakes when no one was around, but he never lost face in broad daylight!
"My disciple is incompetent. Please punish me, master." Miaomiao and Jiang Yu knelt on the ground obediently. Behind them, the people in Qiaoshan pointed and shook their heads.
"Miaomiao really can't beat you." Cheng Shuang is a decent person and made a fair evaluation immediately.
"Victory and defeat are normal things!" Cheng Daojin also made sense.
"Senior, the two junior sisters are not good at fighting. This matter is excusable." Gu Wushang stepped forward to plead, "If we change to another place or compete in formations, Bi Dan said, the two junior sisters will never lose."
"Hard to say!" someone in the crowd muttered.
Seeing that the two apprentices were so popular, Lin Bai glanced at Gu Lianzhu in the crowd and felt a little relieved.
Just when he was about to brush this matter off with a few words, Xia He suddenly stepped forward, looked at the Seventh Foundation of Shouting Pavilion, and asked: "Who lost?"
Among the seven people, a young male cultivator walked out and knelt on one knee.
"Useless thing!" Xia He pointed out and saw a green light like a sword heading towards the disciple.
Judging from its power, it is definitely not a big punishment or a small punishment, but a murder!
At this moment, a ray of white light fell, immediately blocking the green light.
A heavy sound sounded, the green light dispersed, and the gourd returned to Lin Bai's hand.
"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. How can one become talented without setbacks? Why bother, senior sister?" Lin Bai said with a smile.
"I discipline my own children, what will it do to you?" Xia He said coldly.
"Qiaoshan is a pure place where no blood can be seen." Lin Bai said.
Xia He straightened his back and looked at Lin Bai, with fire in his eyes.
Lin Bai had a smile on his face and didn't take it seriously.
"Lin Zhuanlun, your apprentice has lost two games in a row. It seems that you are nothing more than that." Xia He said.
"I have low abilities. I don't know how to teach, I only know how to rob." Lin Bai said with a smile.
When Xia He heard this, he immediately looked at Lin Bai angrily and shouted: "If you are a hero, do you dare to compete with me?"
Lin Bai was full of disdain and said: "Entering Wanshou Mountain is like taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, and killing Xia Fenyi is as easy as flipping the palm of your hand. The restriction of the transformation of gods is like the breeze blowing on the face, and the emergence of the three Yuan Ying is like a passing cloud! Is Lin a hero? Are you worthy of asking?”
"You..." Xia He pointed at Lin Bai, trembling with anger.
Lin Bai said nothing and only gave her his back.
Xia He wanted to say something more, but Wu Muqian quickly stopped him and said through a message: "He has special skills, you can't beat him!"
Yu Xianping also said: "He is Gu Qingshui, and he has the aura of a fox. Don't get angry with him."
Xia He gritted his teeth and finally endured it.
Lin Bai looked at the Shouting Pavilion disciple who was still kneeling, stretched out his hand to lift it up, and asked: "What is your name?"
The male cultivator was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and replied: "Junior Xia Mingchan."
"Raise your head." Lin Bai stepped forward and said: "Victory and defeat are common. Don't be tempted to abandon the path because of temporary setbacks. I was chasing after the Three Yuan Yings of your noble sect, and I ran away like a bereaved dog. Today, I can still stand This is because you don’t admit defeat. If you didn’t have perseverance, how would you be today? If you suffer a small setback, you should be more courageous and never fail. ”
Lin Bai completely erased Sister Zhen's contribution and blew hard.
Xia Mingchan trembled, but did not dare to respond.
Lin Bai looked at Wu Muqian again and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Yang must have been waiting for a long time, and it's time for me to pass."
Ebony Qian nodded numbly.
Yang Shu quickly smiled and said a few polite words, and immediately led the way.
Yang Huan had changed his cave a long time ago, and it was on the edge of a cliff with beautiful scenery.
After saying the polite words, Yang Huan tried his best to persuade him to drink, but Xia He and Yu Xianping didn't give them any face and never opened their mouths.
"Drink." Lin Bai only grabbed Wu Muqian and said, "Brother Wumu, although we are our own masters, it does not hinder the friendship between you and me."
"That's right." Wu Muqian raised his glass and asked, "I wonder what Senior Gu thinks of this matter?"
Lin Bai poured him another drink and said: "There is only one person at the helm of this ship in Qiaoshan. Whether it is the ancestor of my family, the ancestor of the Yang Shu family, or the ancestor of the Jiang family, he only listens to the orders of one person."< br>
Wu Muqian remained silent.
"The matter has come to this, there is no turning back." Lin Bai just poured the wine and asked, "Is Brother Wumu still planning to go to Jiuzhe Mountain?"
Wu Muqian smiled awkwardly and said: "It's hard to come here, but I have to pick up the style. Meet Senior Lihuo, and then visit Chen Tianren."
"It's too late." Lin Bai said sincerely, "Hurry up and prepare for war."
Wu Muqian was silent for a moment and said: "Master has indeed made a decision, but..."
"But you still want to delay it for a while longer until Patriarch Yuhu returns, right?" Lin Bai drank with a smile and whispered: "Brother Wumu, you and I put aside our differences in sects and should have been drinking together. He Huan’s friend, I have a piece of advice, as long as Patriarch Yu Hu does not return to the mountain, Shouting Pavilion will never be his opponent.”
"You..." Wu Muqian held the wine glass tightly and said unconvinced: "Brother Zhuan Lun is sure that Qiaoshan can win?"
"I'm not sure that Qiaoshan will win." Lin Bai said with a smile: "I only know that there is nothing impossible for the ancestor to do." (End of Chapter)