"Uncle Shi, do you want to tell Dao Xie?"

Seeing that the uncles were pondering, Pingyuan asked again.

Alas, he is just an ordinary disciple.

These things should be considered by Uncle Shi, but they still need me to remind them.

Let's take a look at the brothers and sisters on the side.

One by one, they are dumbfounded, like a goose.

Lingbaoguan really encountered things, and he had to rely on me to deal with them.

It's so hard for me.

But how do you say that?

The heavens will descend on the Si people......

This must be my grandfather's test for me.

It's a polish of my abilities.

"Senior brother, you immediately go to the reporting association. ”

"Second Senior Brother, you go and inform all the Taoist temples of the Lingbao Sect so that they know about this matter. ”

"Third Senior Brother, you go and contact Chongzhen Palace......"

"Bang!"

Chengshan kicked him into the air, sliding through the snow for some distance before stopping.

"Stinky boy, when will it be your turn to be the master of Lingbaoguan? ”

"Uncle Shi, can't you talk to me properly......?

"If you can do it directly, who will compare with you?"

Chengshan snorted, and a long one on the side said: "This matter can't be hidden, you have to report it." Don't talk about other Taoist temples, but Chongzhen Palace still has to say something, after all, it is also their people. ”

……

Pavilion Soap Mountain.

A young Taoist priest walked out of the Great Longevity Chongzhen Palace and walked quickly towards the mountain.

He had a letter in his hand, which had been crumpled and shaped by him.

The Taoist priest's expression was indescribably complicated.

More than half an hour later, he came to the mountain.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" he shouted.

At the top of the mountain, a small house, covered with snow.

As far as the eye can see, it is white, almost connected to the sky.

In front of the house, Huang Dongting was holding a bamboo sword, practicing with the wind.

"Senior Brother......

The Taoist priest was anxious, but Huang Dongting didn't seem to hear it, and he still didn't stab the sword slowly, picking it lightly and slashing it down.

The Taoist priest had no choice but to wait.

A set of swordsmanship fell, and ten minutes passed unconsciously.

The Taoist priest, who was originally anxious, looked at Huang Dongting's swordsmanship, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"It's Dongyao. ”

"What's the matter with me?"

Huang Dongting casually stuck the bamboo sword in the snow, put his hands in his sleeves, and asked casually.

The Taoist priest patted his head: "I almost forgot, this, this is for you." ”

He handed him the crumpled letter.

Huang Dongting took the letter, looked at the "Dongting Personally Opened" on the cover, and the payment of the Lingbao Palace in the lower right corner, and his mood was as quiet as a frozen lake, and there was a slight ripple.

He opened the cover and unfolded the letterhead.

The letter was not very much, only a hundred words.

The handwriting was sloppy, and he could even feel how anxious the writer was at that time through the handwriting.

When he saw the words "Zhao Guanqing", "Hole in the Ground" and "Escape" flashing on the letter, his heart suddenly tightened.

But then he breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't even notice it, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to be relieved.

"Senior brother, Zhao Guanqing ran away. ”

The young Taoist priest saw him staring down at the letter motionlessly, and whispered a reminder.

Since Huang Dongting cleaned up the portal, he has rarely communicated with them.

But in their hearts, they admire and respect Huang Dongting very much.

At that time, in that situation, no one could make a ruthless move.

Their Great Longevity Chongzhen Palace is the ancestral court of the Lingbao Sect.

But more than ten years ago, because of Zhao Guanqing, his reputation plummeted.

Yes, Zhao Guanqing is a disciple of the Great Wanshou Chongzhen Palace and an uncle of Huang Dongting.

It is the little brother of Master Huang Dongting.

He did something that the Daomen couldn't tolerate, and then disappeared.

Because of that incident, the status of Chongzhen Palace plummeted, and the status of the Lingbao Sect's ancestral court was also in jeopardy.

After that, the Taoist Temple in the West Courtyard of Lingbao Palace, Zhuo Gongmei Dao Chang, caught Zhao Guanqing.

Because of that incident, the status of the Lingbao Palace in the Lingbao Sect rose sharply.

Although the ancestral court cannot be changed, in the eyes of fellow Taoists, Lingbao Palace is more qualified to be the ancestral court of the Lingbao sect than Chongzhen Palace.

Especially the palace view of the Lingbao faction, not only thought so in his heart, but also did it in action.

They were close to Lingbao Palace and alienated from Chongzhen Palace.

Just when the status of Chongzhen Palace continued to fall, the mountain guards of Gesoap Mountain actually colluded with demons.

Then, Huang Dongting cleaned up the portal.

Guarded the foundation of Chongzhen Palace.

It also kept the foundation of the Lingbao faction.

Because of this incident, he became a hero of the Lingbao Sect and saved Chongzhen Palace from the edge.

He almost single-handedly turned the tide and gave Chongzhen Palace a chance to rebirth.

Now, Zhao Guanqing has run away.

For Chongzhen Palace, it is definitely a good thing.

On the contrary, for Lingbao Palace, it is no less than bad news.

This matter will have a great impact on Chongzhen Palace.

In this way, they worship the truth and will once again sit firmly in the position of the ancestral court of the Lingbao Sect.

"I know. ”

Huang Dongting folded the letter and asked, "Uncle Shi is in the Taoist temple, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Come in with me. ”

Walking into the Taoist temple, Huang Dongting Yanmo wrote a letter and handed it to him: "Give this letter to Uncle Shi." ”

"Hmm. ”

The Taoist priest pinched the letter in his hand, but did not leave.

Huang Dongting asked, "What else is going on?"

Dongyao hesitated, and after a few seconds, asked, "Senior brother, are you going down the mountain?"

Huang Dongting nodded: "I want to go down, but I have to wait for my uncle to apply for me first." ”

Dongyao asked, "You went down the mountain to kill my teacher...... Kill Zhao Guanqing?"

Huang Dongting looked at him, knowing what he wanted to ask, and also knowing what he was worried about.

"Dongyao. ”

"That's not your master, he has been removed from Chongzhen Palace and is a sinner of the Daomen. ”

Dongyao lowered his head and said, "He is my master." ”

"It was, it is, it is, it's been for the rest of my life. ”

"Senior brother, master, he was wronged, he was wronged!"

"Dongyao!" Huang Dongting let out a low snort, making him calm down instantly.

"What happened back then, there was no conspiracy, the person was indeed killed by him, this is what Zhao Guanqing admitted. ”

"If he was really wronged, if there was really a grievance, why didn't he say it after being imprisoned for so many years?"

"No one gags his mouth. ”

"He's a sinner in Chongzhen Palace, you know?"

"Because of him, Chongzhen Palace's reputation has plummeted!"

"Because of him, my master and brother, he will collude with the demon!"

"Do you know how much I want to kill him?"

Huang Dongting gritted his teeth and squeezed out of his teeth word by word.

As his master and brother, why would he collude with the demons in the mountains?

If it weren't for the eagerness in their hearts to revive Chongzhen Palace, and to make up for the impact they had suffered because of what Zhao Guanqing did back then, why would they be like this?

He wanted to slaughter his little uncle with his own hands more than anyone else!