Taking advantage of the fact that the aura of heaven and earth was still strong in the morning, Shen Wanzhou closed his eyes on the bamboo chair in the hall to recuperate. In the calligraphy and painting courtyard, there are a total of three bamboo chairs. One is in Shen Wanzhou's studio, and this one in the exhibition hall is also one of them. The other one is used by the janitor uncle in the pavilion in the courtyard.

If there is no door and wall barrier, a geographer who is familiar with the geography of the stars will easily find the location of these three bamboo chairs, which should be the direction of the Qinglong Antard. In the feng shui array of Toshoin, these are also three quite important formations. No one has ever moved the bamboo chair, because except for Shen Wanzhou, no one else can move it.

When Zeng Yuancheng came in before, he saw at a glance that the bamboo chairs in this exhibition hall were very mysterious. The bamboo, which has been used for decades, has been smooth and shiny, faintly metallic. Looking at the essence of its physical properties, it contains strong spiritual power, and it should be the boiling golden powder bamboo that was passed down in various sects of cultivation hundreds of years ago.

It is said that this kind of bamboo, its physical properties and qi, open to the sky and the earth, can contain spiritual power, and can also be used as a magic instrument. At that time, all sects flocked to it, asking for a bamboo but could not get it. In addition to being extremely rare, the reason for the unavailability is extremely difficult to identify.

Born in the mountains, the gold-powdered bamboo looks no different from the ordinary danzhu used by farmers to cut and weave bundles, and it is born in the danzhu bushes, which is indistinguishable. Once the bamboo is dried, the white powder on the shell will fall, and after the gold powder bamboo is dried, the powder will turn golden, and the bamboo texture is abnormally hard, and the knife is not damaged, and it is extremely difficult to process.

If the monk occasionally obtains gold powder bamboo, if the cultivation is enough mana, the gold powder can be refined, so that it can be melted into the whole bamboo, and it still looks no different from ordinary danzhu.

A large feng shui vein that stretches for thousands of miles, only the most vibrant earth eye spirit in the main vein, with the Xin metal star qi descending, it is possible to appear golden powder bamboo, and the number will never be much. This bamboo, born for 300 years, has its branches and leaves to grow completely, and it will not die for a thousand years.

Hundreds of years ago, although the aura of heaven and earth was far more abundant than it is now, countless sects searched everywhere, all of which were dried up and fished, and many decades-old young bamboos were dug up by the roots. Therefore, this kind of god-given wonder has long been extinct.

Such a rare thing, Shen Wanzhou was able to gather the materials of three bamboo chairs and use them to stay in the three formations of the feng shui array here, which shows that the strength of Wujimen is really proud of all sects and factions in the world.

Since Zeng Yuancheng was here to demonstrate, not to fight, he didn't move his bamboo chair, but just sat quietly on the sofa opposite. With such sporadic details, how could Shen Wanzhou not know what he meant, so he would not immediately turn his face and complain about this matter.

No matter how deep the grudge between the apprentices is, it is only a lifetime, a hundred decades of time, and once a person like them who has broken through the realm becomes a feud, it will be a feud of hundreds or thousands of years. The final result, the death of one party, or the death of both sides, is good, but the most terrible thing is to harm the future generations of the sect for thousands of generations.

The various sects of Wujimen and Taijimen are well aware of all kinds of trivial conflicts in the past, but after all, they have been peaceful for nearly a hundred years. All kinds of small actions in the secret, everyone is reluctant to pick out. Even more than forty years ago, the Xuanwu Grandmaster Huang Yingtian was in Kun

Lun was killed by the Wujimen people, and both sides still defaulted to a personal vendetta.

Liang Wenguang, Qin Shiqin, Luo Bin, and Liang Wenhui were attacked one after another. Only Liang Wenhui has been able to escape at present, and he is far overseas, still relying on the help of his master. The younger descendants of Donghai Hall have lost more than half of them, and there are few people, how can Shen Wanzhou not be angry?

According to Liang Wenhui's afterthought, thinking of the young man who came to observe calligraphy and painting not long ago, he was almost completely sure that Mo Yu had done it. Even if not the principal, he is one of the key figures. So in the past few days, I have indeed moved the mind of hunting and killing the juniors of Taijimen.

Shen Wanzhou's heart is closely related to the feng shui array here. Zeng Yuancheng chose to show up with Lu Shicheng to warn when the other party did not make a move, which was really a helpless move. This is also a bet that the master of Wuji Gate will not leave the territory angrily for this reason, otherwise the two of them will have to escape from trouble.

When the gatekeeper saw that the master had settled on the bamboo chair, he didn't bother, turned around and went out, preparing to go to the courtyard to clean up the chaos on the side of the mountain gate.

It's just that a wave has not settled, and a wave has risen. Uncle Gatekeeper had just come to the gate, and there was another person outside. The heavy Pontianak wooden mountain gate had been shattered by Lu Shicheng with a fist volley, so the gatekeeper saw a young man with short hair on the mountain road from a distance, almost only the roots of his hair left.

The young man walked calmly and suddenly, but seeing that there was still a distance of several hundred meters, he had already come to the door in an instant. That's faster than a galloping horse!

Uncle Gatekeeper frowned and looked worried. It's just that this person's popularity, compared with the unfathomable depths of the two old men in black, is still somewhat visible. Whether it is much higher than himself, it is difficult to say, and it should be a piece of cake for the master to deal with it.

"Sir, the exhibition is not open today, and you are afraid that you have made a trip in vain. Uncle Gatekeeper regained a listless look, and tried to open a pair of eyes with a hazy sleepiness and said, "What's more, the gate is repaired today, and it is inconvenient to welcome guests." ”

The scene of this mountain gate is unbearable. Not only are the wooden doors gone, but the door frames and walls are already damaged. The power of that punch was truly terrifying.

The short-haired man looked less than 30 years old, and looked at the uncle in front of him with a calm expression and no disappointment. He pulled a thin red rope around his neck with one hand, and at the end of the red rope, he pulled out a round tag. The tag is undoubtedly stone, there is no carving pattern on the card, the whole body is dark red, crystal flawless, and the blue light is faintly seen in the center of the circle.

"Conscience order?" Uncle exclaimed, his cloudy eyes seemed to be a lot clearer in an instant, and as soon as his clothes were shaken, the whole person seemed to change his spirit, and he bowed deeply to the man holding the tag, not daring to look at him.

The young man didn't say a word and went straight to the exhibition hall. Shen Wanzhou, who was still on the bamboo chair just now, closed his eyes and recuperated, but at this time he had already arrived at the door of the exhibition hall and stood up to wait. The apprentice exclaimed in surprise outside, and of course he could hear it.

Since 30 years ago, he was ordered by the sect to open a hall in Dongguan, and the "conscience order" symbolizing the identity of the special envoy of the master of the sect has only come twice. This is the third time, exactly once in ten years.

Shen Wanzhou bowed and said respectfully: "Shen Wanzhou of Donghai Hall, welcome the envoy of the sect." ”

The young man also bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "I have heard that the Donghai Hall of the third senior brother for a long time has done a good job in East China, and his family has a big business, and he often listens to the master's praise. The little junior brother was full of admiration. ”

Shen Wanzhou raised his head, humbly, and while carefully looking at the young man in front of him, he invited the bamboo chair in the exhibition hall to sit down. He sat on a single sofa on the side and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, you are the fifth junior brother?"

The young man said: "Exactly, I am still young in my beginner years, and my cultivation is shallow, and I hope that my senior brother can give more guidance in the future." ”

Shen Wanzhou sighed and said: "In the Dongguan area, every step of the way over the years, it is still worthy of the mission of the teacher. It's just that after being away from the mountain for a long time, I can't help but often miss the days when I practiced in the mountains with my master. I heard that the master has accepted a disciple in recent years, and his Dao heart is clear and his talent is extremely high. The master actually took this junior disciple and went into retreat for three years, preaching and protecting the Tao day and night. We can't help but be a little jealous. Now that I see it, the fifth junior brother is really unique to Huigen, and he is like a bamboo. This is really a blessing for the sect. ”

Praised by his senior brother, the young man was not humble, but just continued: "Master also allowed me to leave the customs half a year ago. Tell me in detail about the situation of the hall, the customs and customs of various places, and so on. The reason why he sent me to Dongguan was to invite my senior brother back to the sect. Master has already prepared a retreat place for his senior brother in the sect dojo of the small cave in Kunlun Mountain, and he also hopes that the senior brother can temporarily leave behind his mundane affairs and accumulate the innate spiritual power in this leather furnace. Not to mention whether there can be a chance to break through the realm and ascend, at least you can enjoy a thousand years of immortality. ”

This passage was said in an empathetic and caring manner, but Shen Wanzhou listened to it in his ears, but he was terrified and sweated coldly. It's just that the sect's "conscience order" came out, and he was allowed to cultivate to the sky, but he would never dare to disobey it.

The young man saw his senior brother's embarrassment, and said with a relieved expression: "I have reported the matter of Dongguan to the master the next day. But there are some mundane mistakes, and the master has no intention of asking about them. As for the intention of inviting the third senior brother back to the mountain to cultivate, it has been since the day he and I left the customs. I hope that Senior Brother will not misinterpret Master's good thoughts. Here in Dongguan, I will do my best to maintain it and wait for my senior brother to break through the realm and return. ”

Shen Wanzhou lost his temper in an instant, and he was indifferent, whether his junior brother's words were true or false, and he didn't have the heart to study it. Looking around, he glanced around at this calligraphy and painting academy that had spent more than 20 years of painstaking efforts, and said leisurely: "It is also a great blessing for me to be able to retreat and retreat in the sect dojo of Kunlun Xiaodongtian. It's just that from now on, the mountains and rivers are far away, and they can't help the junior and younger brothers. This academy is located between the beautiful mountains and rivers, full of spiritual energy, and if it is not too simple, it can be used as a training ground for teachers and disciples during this period. ”

Shen Wanzhou has been operating hard in Dongguan for 30 years, and the surplus income of the sect's assets, except for the part handed over every year, has actually been spent in this calligraphy and painting academy. Three bamboo chairs and six calligraphy and paintings that were refined into magic weapons consumed almost all of his net worth savings.

To the junior brother, it

It's really a saying that retreats as advances. If the junior brother can really push the boat down the river so cheekily, he has nothing to say; but if the junior brother can push the boat down the river so cheekily, the painting and calligraphy academy will still insist on sending it out, and he will not be able to take it with him anyway; but these two magic weapons, of course, he will keep them for himself.

As soon as he heard what the senior brother said, he waved his hand again and again: "I am just here to temporarily take on the responsibility of the senior brother, and it is simple to follow the master every day." How can you still covet your brother's things. It's just that since the senior brother is not here for the time being, I see this feng shui array, so I will withdraw first. ”

Shen Wanzhou laughed and said very happily: "Senior brother is really elegant, since this is the case." What's so hard about that? ”

Yan Bi stood up and waved his hands roundly, like holding a big ball in front of his chest. In the young man's spiritual sense, he found 6 qi veins, which converged between the hands of this senior brother. The six scrolls floated from all over the exhibition hall, and when they arrived in Shen Wanzhou's arms, they had been rolled into scrolls;

Shen Wanzhou carefully placed the six scrolls on the coffee table in front of the bamboo chair. Then he said to the young man sitting on the bamboo chair: "Please move to the sofa and take a seat, let me take this bamboo chair, and the center of the feng shui array here will be completely withdrawn." ”

The young man sat on the sofa opposite as he said, Shen Wanzhou was calm, his eyes and nose were contemplating, his right hand was holding the bamboo strip on the back of the chair, and he suddenly clicked lightly and made a force. The bamboo chair slowly lifted a little from the ground, and it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the whole ground trembled, and on the ceiling, dust and ashes drifted down.

After the bamboo chair was displaced, the qi of the whole mountain villa was disordered for a while, and it took a while to return to normal, but the original extremely rich landscape aura was of course not there at this moment;

After everything stopped. Shen Wanzhou turned around, sat down on the original single sofa, and said in a sincere tone: "Although it is like an ordinary family, this place is still in the first vein of Feng Shui, and it is naturally full of vitality. The junior brother is new to here, and it is not easy to find another place to build a new house. Since you want to take over a hall of the sect, you should always have a foothold. So this villa is still looking forward to laughing. Otherwise, it would be a pity to be wasted and rotten here. ”

Since the senior brother had already spoken like this, the young man did not refuse. The elite of Donghai Tangmen, excluding Liang Wenhui, who is far away, there are still 3 people left, and Shen Wanzhou told the current situation of each person's background one by one. There are also various industries, who runs them, and whose name the assets of the sect belong to, all of which have account books, and they are handed over to this fifth junior brother.

Of course, Shen Wanzhou knew very well that a junior disciple who could let the master accompany him in retreat for three years, no matter if he said a few good words or bad things to the master, the effect would definitely be not small. That's why he's so cheerful, not by nature or by faith.

At the entrance of the locust tree root village at the foot of the mountain, the old man who washed his noodles in the morning was sitting under the old locust tree at this time. Although the shade of the trees is wide, the air is stuffy, and it is not a place to stay for a long time. The old man struggled to get to his feet

, took the little horse that he had just sat down, and prepared to go home.

Suddenly, I felt that the old locust tree seemed to tremble, and a piece of dead leaves and dead branches fell one after another. The old man was startled, and turned his head to look at the huge trunk of the tree that looked like a coiled dragon. The trunk is business as usual, not moving. He raised his head and glanced at the tall canopy, which seemed to have a little more life to the naked eye.

A light breeze blew, and the branches swayed, and the whole body was instantly cold.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and in his cloudy eyes, there was a color of awe that seemed to be only when worshipping gods.

(End of chapter)