Lingxiao Palace has ten gates, one hundred singles and eight courtyards, and the Shangqing Hall of the main hall stands at the highest point of Lingxiao Palace, and it is also the palace that only the palace master of Lingxiao Palace is qualified to enter, and the master of the gate dreams of being able to enter.

It is rumored that there are countless treasures among them, although they are not as good as the Secret Pavilion of the Xia Zhou Royal Family, and they are not able to compare with the Jiang Mansion Star Picking Tower, but it can be said that the disciples of the entire Lingxiao Palace are fascinated.

There are two old men sitting in the Shangqing Hall at this moment, a white jade platform, sitting opposite each other.

The old man on the left has snow-white eyebrows and beards, but he has crane hair and a childish face, and if he does not have a one-foot-long beard that hangs down to his chest, he only looks like he is in his forties.

The old man on the right had a kind and slightly majestic face, his hair and clothes were meticulously combed, and he was wearing a black brocade robe, not angry and arrogant, and he looked at the other party at this time with a smile: "Mo Guzi, the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, don't come unharmed." ”

"Why did you come back to my Lingxiao Palace, you old monster, is it for something outside the house?" Mo Guzi said with a smile, with a white dress that really had a bit of a fairy wind and bones, holding the freshly brewed fragrant tea in his hand.

The black-robed old man said lightly: "The tea is good." ”

"The big red robe that was just born this year is grown by myself and is comfortable to drink. Mo Guzi smiled, said and took a small puff as if pecking, his mouth made a "hissing" sound, his words and deeds were very different from his immortal posture, diametrically opposite, "If you old fox want, the old man can give you some, the best ones can't be bought for money, hehe." ”

The black-robed old man asked, "You have been practicing enlightenment in retreat, how long have you not been out of this Shangqing Palace?"

"It's been about 20 years, the last time the two of us met was nearly 20 years ago, chanting scriptures in the morning, cultivating at night, eating and drinking, not entering water and rice vulgar things, and not taking a step out of the cabinet. If it weren't for the perception that you, the old fox, were coming, the old man wouldn't have said anything and wouldn't have taken a step. ”

"You don't care about the affairs of Lingxiao Palace, you should really be relieved to ......" The black-robed old man's eyes were full of light, "Your skills have not been learned by your ten disciples, but this stinky temper has learned a lot." ”

"Hehe, are you here to ask the teacher about sin, or are you here to support you?"

The black-robed old man suddenly smiled and said, "Neither." ”

"Isn't it all that? Isn't it as simple as asking for a cup of tea for the old man when you come here on this trip? Aren't you, the old fox, the famous calf protector back then, afraid that your grandson Jiang Chang'an will be hurt in some way? Let Jiang Shikong, the head of the Jiang family, come to Jingzhou for a special trip, you really love this precious grandson?"

The palm of the disciple who served the tea next to Mo Guzi had already been forced into a cold sweat by this tense atmosphere, and now when he heard the word Jiang Shikong, he was shocked and almost left the teapot in his hand on the ground, which may not be known, but this disciple is a native of Jiangzhou, and the most heard story from childhood to adulthood is Jiangfu, and the most legendary figure in Jiangfu is Jiang Shikong, who started from scratch, from a small clan to the Jiang family that is now invincible to the country, this is an absolute legend in anyone.

Curious, the little disciple looked up, this person has two eyes and a nose, two ears and a mouth, and is no different from a normal person, except for some majesty, the others are similar to the old man who grows wheat in the village, and the temperament of the whole person is much worse than that of Master Tai, hmm...... The premise is that Master Tai does not speak.

Jiang Shikong said with a smile: "The old man just went out to travel, and he hasn't seen this kid for a long time, when he returned to Jiangzhou, he happened to pass by Lingxiao Palace and heard that the pilgrimage period was approaching, and he didn't mean to help my grandson. ”

Jiang Shikong's words were extremely plain, but they were as sharp as they were in Mo Guzi's ears, and a smiling face immediately drooped down, and his face was cloudy: "Old fox, what are you going to do? I warn you, I won't eat this set! Don't take your bunch of fake words to the old man, and the old man won't listen! If you want to say something, just say it honestly, don't talk about old feelings, let alone relationships, public affairs and private affairs, and put it on the table!"

The little disciple looked at Master Tai in surprise, how could he have such a violent reaction? This old master of Jiang only said one sentence. How would he know that more than ten years ago, Mo Guzi did not suffer less in front of Jiang Shikong.

Mo Guzi held the cup that was protected on his chest at some point, his eyes were shocked and afraid, if this old guy directly admitted that he came for his precious grandson, Mo Guzi was not afraid, he was afraid that he was afraid of being in this kind of unpredictable, unintelligible old fox in the shopping mall, Mo Guzi has been studying Taoism since he was a child, although this fighting Taoism is not much higher than Jiang Shikong, but the sinister truth of people's hearts is really the difference between heaven and earth, Mo Guzi said sharply: "Jiang Shikong, honestly admit that you are here for your grandson!"

Jiang Shikong didn't speak again this time, picked up the tea and tasted it shallowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Mo Guzi seemed to see a bright dawn in the darkness, and laughed: "You admit it, you old fox admit it if you don't speak, haha, okay, since you admit it, the old friend will also make it clear, Lingxiao Palace can't let go of your precious grandson, but it can't be let go in vain." Cultivators live in the world and seek three things, one for people, two for the earth, and three for wealth. ”

"And what do you mean?"

Mo Guzi said with a smile: "Two mountains, ten carts of gold." ”

"Is this the price you offered?" Jiang Shikong still smiled lightly.

Mo Guzi said proudly: "Are you not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, I can discuss it slowly, who makes us all friends?

Jiang Shikong said: "It's too much, one mountain, eight cars of gold is not okay?"

"What tricks do you old fox want to play, this is the price of the bottom line, and it must not be shaken!" Mo Guzi said angrily.

"One mountain, eight carts of gold. Jiang Shikong said firmly.

Mo Guzi snorted lightly: "Two mountains, fifteen carts of gold!"

"One mountain, eight carts of gold. Jiang Shikong still said lightly and did not change.

Mo Guzi's face changed slightly, he stared angrily, and said, "Three mountains, twenty carts of gold!"

Jiang Shikong's index finger and thumb gently rubbed the rim of the cup, no longer insisting on his price, as if he was thinking about whether this deal was worth it.

"Old fox, can you give me a happy word! The old man will soon have to practice retreat, and every time it is grinding. Mo Guzi said impatiently.

Jiang Shikong said with a smile: "Actually, the old man came this time not only for the first time, but also brought an old friend to you for extradition, I believe that you will definitely reconsider your price when you see him." ”

"Old fox, what kind of calculation are you doing, the old man warns you, three mountains, twenty taels of gold, even if the king of heaven comes, it will not change!"

As soon as the words fell, a strange emphasis came from outside the door: "The coffin master is not the king of heaven, he is just a coffin seller, he is doing the life of the dead, and he eats the food of the dead, without the spirit of the king of heaven, the master of the Mo palace does not have to give the coffin any face, what to do is what to do." ”

Hu Laoqi raised his legs high and crossed the threshold, his eyes wandered through the whole room in a blink of an eye, and he frowned: "It's strange, this Shangqing Palace's spiritual power is concentrated, and a place where a sect is concentrated It stands to reason that it should be sitting in the south and facing north, welcoming the purple qi from the east, and listening to Pengxia to the west, but this Shangqing Hall is completely violated, and the coffin master has never seen this strange pattern again......"

Mo Guzi's face sank like water, I believe that how could the person brought by Jiang Shikong be a simple coffin, it can't be a good stubble, looking at this person's eyes are uncertain, his eyes are blurred into a black slit, there are words in his mouth, and his fingers are constantly pinching, calculating something, this kind of look will only appear in two kinds of people.

One is the carpenter who decorates the courtyard, they carefully calculate the size of the wood, not an inch less than an inch, and the best is to be foolproof and accurate.

Although the clothes and ornaments of the person in front of him are not as good as those of famous families, they are obviously not carpenters.

The second type of person is the Feng Shui Mr. who relies on Feng Shui, of course, this Feng Shui Mr. does not only refer to Feng Shui, but also the most superficial name for people who can learn this kind of metaphysical Taoism.

Mo Guzi stroked his beard: "Your Excellency is Mr. Feng Shui?"

"A little bit of it, a little bit of it. Hu Laoqi's gaze still wandered in the room, but this time his gaze was no longer on the building, but on the placement of the desk and the number of objects.

Mo Guzi's eyes lit up, and he heard that people who are proficient in feng shui can not only look at feng shui, but also be able to achieve feng shui aggregation, relying on the placement of objects and the construction of patterns, to create a good feng shui out of nothing. Mo Guzi said with a smile: "Since Your Excellency is a friend invited by the old fox, you must not be a mortal, since Your Excellency knows a little about feng shui, then I hope that Your Excellency will raise your eyes to see how the feng shui of the creation in this Shangqing Palace is? ”

"Characters like the Lord of the Great Mo Palace are also willing to humbly ask for advice, it's really rare, it's rare......" Hu Laoqi retracted his eyes from the inspection, put on a profound appearance and said: "It's strange, the placement in this hall is the same as this building, all of them are perverse, putting the cart before the horse, and the coffin master has never seen it." If you don't change the pattern, within three days, the supreme treasure in the Qing Hall of Lingxiao Palace will probably be looted......"

"Hehe, that's nonsense. A trace of disdain appeared on Mo Guzi's face, and he said: "Let's not mention that there is an enchantment barrier set up by the old decay in the hall, as long as the cultivation is not as good as the old decay, it is impossible to break it, not to mention that the Shangqing Palace was originally built by a founding ancestor of Lingxiao Palace, it seems that the founding ancestor has a unique opinion, Your Excellency, it seems that your research on feng shui is nothing more than that." Jiang Lao Fox, I thought you were introducing a certain master, but I didn't expect it to be a magic stick. ”

Jiang Shikong smiled lightly, looked at Hu Laoqi who was unimpressed, and then looked at Mo Guzi with a disdainful face, and said, "If the group of people from the Heavenly Mandate Sect hear that the Zen Master they revere is called a divine stick, I am afraid that they will draw a spell to kill you in Lingxiao Palace." ”

"What are you talking about, old fox, this person is not confusing the Zen master!" Mo Guzi's face turned green, and he secretly scolded Jiang Shikong thousands of times in his heart, but he still fell into the other party's pit cautiously.

Mo Guzi looked much more respectful and said, "Your Excellency is not confusing the Zen master?"

Hu Laoqi smiled and waved his hand casually, and said: "What don't confuse the Zen master, now it is a coffin seller, and several friends call Hu Qiye for love." ”

Mo Guzi's expression changed dramatically, Hu Laoqi admitted his identity like this, didn't he wonder if the Zen master hadn't been out of the Heavenly Mandate Sect for decades?

The disciple who served the tea on the side trembled, and felt that his whole body was a little paralyzed, what is the situation now? The fight outside was in full swing, but the Shangqing Hall was as cold as an ice cellar, and the cold in his heart was not due to fear, but shock, the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, the old master of Jiangfu, and the Zen master who would only appear in rumors gathered together at this moment, right in front of him. This unrealistic feeling makes people feel that the whole person is fluttering.

Shocked to shocked, it's just that the mannerisms of these three people are too bad as they imagined...... It's a little too much......

Mo Guzi woke up from the brief shock and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency was invited by Jiang Lao Fox to be a lobbyist?"

Hu Laoqi hurriedly denied: "Alas, don't think too much about it, the coffin master is willing to come not to see the face of this old thing." ”

Mo Guzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, originally thought that it was Hu Laoqi brought by Jiang Shikong, both of them came for Jiang Chang'an, so it would be difficult for the matter to end, but now Hu Laoqi directly denied it, and Bian had nothing to do with Jiang Shikong. No matter how powerful Jiang Shikong's mouth is, in the final analysis, it still depends on whose fists are hard, as long as this unfathomable Zen master does not interfere, it will be much easier to deal with.

Unexpectedly, before this breath could be spit out, he gasped back, just because Hu Laoqi said casually: "The coffin master is here for Jiang Changan's kid." ”

"Poof!" The tea that Mo Guzi had just drunk almost squirted out, for Jiang Changan's junior, what is the relationship between the two?

Mo Guzi said tentatively: "I don't know what is the connection between the Zen master and the grandson of Jiang Lao Fox?

"It's a very simple and direct relationship, that kid ordered a coffin in the coffin master's coffin shop, paid the money but didn't take the coffin, the coffin businessman naturally couldn't accept the money in vain, so he happened to hear that this kid was going to come to the pilgrimage covenant, and happened to meet Jiang Shikong, an old immortal, so they came together. ”