Chapter 4: Qinghong Daozun
When the two of them have cultivated to this point, they don't like to talk to people whose cultivation is not as good as their own, and the matter of negotiating with the major sects naturally falls on the head of the sect.
Anyway, the two of them sit in the temple, as long as their sect does not suffer, they generally will not refute the opinion of the head of the house, and it can be regarded as giving him enough face, not to mention that the head of the house is not stupid, people must always have a proficient strength, he is famous for being able to speak with a mouth, and some people outside ridiculed, saying that he may have entered the Tao with his mouth.
Because the three bigwigs are in charge of their own affairs, they will hardly interfere in the decisions of others, so the high-level of Xuantian Sect is harmonious and happy, of course, it is normal for the monks of the various sub-peaks and mountains below to inevitably have some friction, anyway, it can't affect Mo Qiqi, so Mo Qiqi doesn't care too much.
The Wuji Sect occupies an extremely vast area, with the three main peaks as the head, the twelve subordinate peaks surrounding the side, and the thirty-six auxiliary ridges surrounding it in the middle, these are only the peaks where the deacon hall is set up, not including the private residences of the various elder hall masters, as well as the residences of millions of disciples in the inner and outer gates.
No matter how dense the monk lived, it was impossible for her to be like the people in the city in her previous life, where high-rise buildings were built in a small place, and everyone lived on top of each other.
The little monks in the period of refining qi at the outer gate naturally live in the courtyard, and after building the foundation, they have to enter the inner door, and one person and one cave are still divided, and a mountain, even if the holes are dug densely, there are not many people.
This is just a place for living, everyone also needs public activity areas, such as the preaching hall, the martial arts arena, the food pavilion, etc., in addition, the sect needs to be self-sufficient, planting a lot of spiritual valleys, medicinal herbs, and raising a lot of demon beasts, these are even more occupied.
Mo Qiqi roughly estimated that the scope covered by the entire Wuji Sect, including those that were usually used by disciples to raise demon beasts and cultivate low-level medicinal materials, was almost as wide as the entire Imperial Continent.
Of course, the main activity area of the disciples is not so wide, but the major sects will enclose the land, some of the circles are far away, and some are near the middle gate, when Mo Qiqi calculated, he naturally covered these places.
The place is so wide, what if the elders of the outer gate have something to report back to the main peak?
Lady Mo told her that they were going through the teleportation array......
That's right, it's a teleportation array.
Not to mention the distance between the indoor and outdoor doors, that is, in the inner door, the major main and secondary peaks have teleportation arrays, but people who do not have enough positions cannot go up the major mountains at will, and if they have anything to report, they must also receive tokens, and it is impossible to let people come and go.
Originally, a disciple like Mo Yuwen, who had been out of the house for so many years at once, couldn't come back for some reason, but now that he's back, he should go to the deacon hall to report it first.
However, people's identities are special, and after people's status reaches a certain level, even if they are clean, it is really impossible not to use the convenience brought by their own identity at all.
The others went to the deacon's hall to report the progress of the task, and she and Mo Jiwen were led by this master uncle, and traveled through several teleportation arrays.
Qinghong Daozun has her own private residence, but she has a lot of things to be busy on weekdays, plus she is not so good at being a person who is not so good at paying attention to it, so she is too lazy to waste time on various mountains, anyway, as long as she picks it up, where to live is not to live, so she lives in the side hall behind the deacon hall of Nanning Feng most of the time.
Her own private mountain, she lived there when she didn't go out of the mountain gate before, she occasionally took the time to accompany Mo Yan, but Mo Yanwu has been a calm person since she was a child, and she has always had a face that no one is close to, and she is the same for her mother, and she has lit up the talent of diligent cultivation since she was a child, she wants to go to someone to play, and people are not happy to take care of her type, so she can only go home.
Since Mo Ji left the sect and went out to practice, she has never set foot on that mountain again, but let people take care of it all the time, so as not to feel strange when Mo Ji comes back.
So she, the master, took them straight to Nanning Peak.
Maybe some monks knew Mo Jiwen, and after seeing it from a distance, they were stunned for a moment, and some wanted to come over to say hello, but Mo Jiwen was not in the mood to catch up with others now, although her steps were not in a hurry, Mo Qiqi knew that she was really in a hurry.
Because of the senior brother of Nanning Peak leading the way, the road was naturally unimpeded until the main hall of the deacon hall.
On the chair of the main hall, there is a woman with an extremely good appearance, this woman has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which should be a little seductive, but perhaps because she has been in the top position for a long time, she is somewhat not angry and arrogant.
There was a monk next to her who was whispering something to her, and she listened sideways, and then looked at the people who had come to the front of the hall, until the monk had finished speaking, and then said to the monk, "I know, you go down first." ”
When the monk had respectfully retreated, she retreated to the left and right, and the master withdrew with great interest, and closed the door with him.
Only then did she beckon to Mo Yan, her expression instantly softened, and she said softly: "Sister-in-law, come to my mother's house." ”
"Niang ......" Mo Sister-in-law's voice has always been cold, even if it will become softer towards Mo Qiqi, it won't change much. But this voice is really like an ordinary daughter relying on her mother to be coquettish.
She didn't use the spell, but trotted over, sat on the footrest of the Luan seat, put her head on the man's knee, and called again: "Mother!"
Qinghong Daozun ran her hair with one hand, gently patted her back with the other, and said softly: "What have you been wronged, tell your mother, and your mother will help you support you." ”
Seriously, Qinghong Daozun has fantasized countless times, hoping that his daughter can be like other people's children, squeamish, and extremely dependent on her mother, even if she doesn't have to be so sensible, it doesn't matter, after being angry, she came to her mother to cry and let her mother help her support.
This is the first time that Mo Ji has been wronged and jumped into her arms since she grew up so much, and there is a crying tone, but she is not happy at all in her heart, she would rather Mo Ji have a small face and look like a young man and an old man like before, rather than she is really wronged outside.
Even if Qinghong Daozun can really crush his daughter into scum without much effort! But his own daughter has really been wronged, and his heart is uncomfortable, which cannot be made up for no matter what.