"It's me..."

Hyun Jin only said these two words, and then there was silence.

After a full ten seconds of silence, he said, "Okay." ”

Hanging up the phone, Hyun Jin continued to be silent.

Chen Yang clearly captured the flash of anger and disappointment on his face.

The mobile phone was tightly held in his hand, and if it wasn't for deliberate restraint, the mobile phone would have been pinched into scrap metal.

"Hum~"

The phone vibrates again.

He picked it up and squeezed out a complicated smile.

"Hey ......"

As before, there was still silence, and finally I hummed and ended the call.

Someone sensed something was wrong.

They looked at Xuan Zhen, as if they felt an indescribable depression from him.

Back and forth, in less than twenty minutes, he answered more than a dozen phone calls.

Everyone looked at him and did not speak.

Hanging up the last call, Hyun Jin put the phone on the table.

Exhaling softly, he looked at everyone and said, "The problem here needs to be solved by us." ”

A moment of silence was followed by the puzzled inquiries of the crowd.

"How to fix it?"

"It's been confirmed, and there's another Jiao?"

"Contact Daomen. ”

Xuan Zhen immediately looked at the Taoist priest who spoke, shook his head and said, "No one will come." ”

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean that no one will come?"

"Have you made contact?"

"We can't solve it alone. ”

Xuan Zhen picked up his mobile phone and knocked on the table: "The call just now was from the Great Daoguan Sect." Before I came back, I contacted them, and they just called me back. ”

After a pause, Xuan Zhen said word for word: "No one will come, they will not come." ”

The Taoist priests present frowned.

Even the people of number 97, as well as the monks, were puzzled.

Daomen will not be saved when he sees death?

"Why?" someone asked.

Xuan Zhen said: "Because there is only one dragon here." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say there's another Jiao?"

"Is it one dragon, or two?"

"Be clear. ”

The Taoist priests were a little impatient.

"Quiet!"

Xuan Zhen slapped the table, and the wooden board of the Eight Immortals Table was dented, and a handprint appeared.

The second floor immediately fell silent.

Xuan Zhen said: "That Jiao was judged by the five of us who went up the mountain today and judged it according to the trend of the mountain. No one knows if it exists, and I hope it doesn't. But depending on the topography, it should exist. ”

"I can't be sure if that Jiao exists, no one will come!"

Xuan Zhen stared at the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion: "It's not that I didn't invite it, it's that your Heavenly Master's Mansion didn't come." ”

"It's you, the Great Grandmaster of Kongtong Mountain, who won't come!"

"It's you Maoshan who don't come!"

"It's you Wudang Mountain Sword Immortal who doesn't come!"

Xuan Zhen's voice grew louder and louder, and finally he almost roared out.

His eyes glared angrily, and this momentum was extremely oppressive.

A disciple of Kongtong Mountain asked rhetorically: "Why don't you Baiyunguan Zhenren come either?"

"It's not that my master and uncle won't come!" Xuan Zhen looked at him and said, "It's not that they didn't come, it's that I didn't tell them! Jinkong is my master, Jinwen is my uncle, I said that there are Jiao here, they must believe it." ”

"But since all the old-timers are not coming, why should I let my master and uncle come over?"

"Since the old-timers don't want to believe that there is Jiao here, even if you put your life on the line, you have to gamble, then bet. ”

"I don't blame the old-timers, they also came here like this. Whether this is reasonable or not, I am not in a position to judge. ”

"Now, I'll tell you what happened, whether you want to leave or stay, and make a decision now. ”

He turned on his phone, clicked a few times, and slapped it on the table: "Ten minutes later, those who stay, we will continue to discuss." ”

With that, he pulled over a chair and sat down, closing his eyes.

"That's right. ”

Xuan Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at those monks: "You senior monks can also choose whether to leave or stay, of course, you can also call the temple to ask for a ** master." ”

When you're done, close your eyes again.

Ten minutes is as long as ten years.

Chen Yang looked at everyone indifferently.

The departure of others has no effect on him.

He was surprised to learn that none of those great grandmasters were really coming.

After listening to Xuan Zhen's explanation, I felt that I was not so surprised.

But I had a very unpleasant feeling in my heart.

Some rules can sometimes seem too cruel.

Yes, they don't have any evidence to directly prove that there is a Jiao hidden in the mountains.

Even, he had no doubt that if those great grandmasters came and slaughtered this red dragon.

When that Jiao saw that the situation was not right, he would not take his head.

This kind of intelligent demon rarely puts himself in danger.

If that happens, when the time comes, Xuan Zhen will be called a coward.

It's okay not to come.

Don't come, and don't want the two uncles to come.

If you don't come, why did Uncle Shi come?

Feelings are selfish in themselves.

Chen Yang didn't want the two uncles to travel a long way at a young age.

"Squeak~"

There is the sound of chair movements.

Chen Yang saw that this young Taoist priest was sitting behind Yuxuan Zhenren, and it seemed that he was a disciple of Wudang Mountain.

"Siyuan, where are you going?"

Yuxuan Zhenren raised his eyes and asked softly.

The young Taoist priest who called Siyuan was a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he lowered his head and said weakly: "I... I ......"

"Sit down!"

The disciple beside Siyuan had a solemn face and reprimanded.

Siyuan didn't sit down, he pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Yuxuan Zhenren sighed: "Scared?"

"Hmm. "Siyuan's voice is like a mosquito.

"Think before you decide. Yuxuan was truly humane: "If you retreat this step, there will be an extra mountain in your heart." After walking another 10,000 steps, it will be difficult to cross this mountain. ”

"I ......" Siyuan clenched his fists tightly, and his head lowered: "I'm sorry, uncle, I'm afraid." ”

Yuxuan Zhenren didn't speak again, but the disciple on the side suddenly got up, grabbed him by the collar, and said angrily: "You don't represent yourself, it's our Wudang! How difficult is it to get the quota to come this time?

"I, I..." Siyuan twisted his head, not daring to look at his senior brother.

Yuxuan was truly humane: "Sifan, let him go." ”

"Master!"

"His own choice, he goes. ”

Si Fan was angry, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was a little uncontrollable and wanted to smash on Siyuan's cowardly face.

"Coward!"

Scolding fiercely, Si Fan let go of his hand and pushed him hard.

Siyuan was pushed and staggered back two steps, crashing into the other Taoist priests.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Siyuan kept apologizing, his eyes were already red, and he bowed and apologized while crying, and went downstairs.

Si Fan swept over the other two disciples and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

Wudang Mountain came with four people this time, and Yuxuan brought them here as a guide for the local province.

The two disciples smiled: "Senior brother said that he was laughing." ”

Sifan stopped talking and sat down, but his heart was still unsettled.

Someone actually left.

The ones who left were still their disciples of Wudang Mountain.

Ten minutes, quickly passed.

Only Siyuan left alone.

This was a bit unexpected by Chen Yang.

It's not an accident that no one quit except Siyuan.

Instead, he was surprised that Baisheng also stayed.

Last night, when Fa Chu and Fa Ming took the initiative to ask for help, the fear that flashed on Bai Sheng's face was in his eyes.

I thought he would be the first to leave.

Not really.

Can't help but have Chen Yang's impression of Baisheng has also changed slightly.

It's not for nothing.