There is a classical building hidden in the rhododendron bush in the middle of the mountain of Yushan Yuzhai station, the location of this building is excellent, sitting east to west, from here you can see the metropolis in the transpiring red dust in the distance, there is a kind of mysterious feeling of dust and not leaving the dust. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This was originally a place for Yushan Yuzhai to entertain distinguished guests, and it was basically vacant in normal times, but today it was a little lively, and even Lin Xiaofeng, who had always been smart, did not expect that the group of guys in the committee would form a team to go south in the name of inspection, and none of the thirteen permanent members of the committee came.

This lineup made Yushan Yuzhai extremely nervous, although the people below didn't know what secret identities these old men had, but just their public identities were enough to make Yushan Yuzhai's disciples excited, not to mention the high-level of Yushan Yuzhai, although Yang Wanjiang and Lin Xiaofeng had also given everyone a preventive shot before, but making such a big move still made these high-level people with power frightened, and at the same time, it was inevitable that some careful thoughts would be born.

These careful thoughts can't be hidden at all, and at the emergency meeting, the hearts of the people who had been flattened began to be a little ready to move again, which made Yang Wanjiang secretly ashamed, and even a little afraid to face Xu Xingkong's smiling gaze.

Over there, Yushan Yuzhai found all kinds of excuses to delay time, and was busy holding meetings to discuss countermeasures, but the distinguished guests in the guest building here were not in a hurry at all, and after a sumptuous lunch, they were drinking tea and chatting in the lounge on the top floor.

Most of these men and women who have reached a certain age are elders or elders in certain sects, and some even have a high appearance rate, often appear on major occasions, bear the responsibility of arbitration and notarization, and belong to the existence of extremely prestigious senior leaders in the cultivation circle.

There are also some leaders in the academic circle, belonging to the role of making people look up to the mountains, these people rarely show up, but many research results are related to them, and when their names are mentioned in the practice circle, almost no one knows them.

Of course, there are also a few people who are usually very low-key and almost unknown, but they also have the noble identity of a certain sect when they show their identity, even if they don't know who they are, just this noble identity is enough to make people feel awe.

However, this group of people who actually really hold the supreme authority in this ancient land is now like a group of retired old cadres holding a tea party, if it weren't for their special appearance and dress, it is estimated that no one will notice them when walking on the road.

Leaning against the window on the south side of the building, there is a group of semi-circular sofas, the sofas are facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, sitting on the sofas, you can see the Pengcheng city area covered by some light haze under the sun, the afternoon sun can just shine into the window a little, leaving a bright light band on the side of the window.

On the semicircular sofa sat three old men, one woman and two men.

The woman was dressed in a gray robe, with a bun tied on her head, tied with a brown wooden hairpin, and the root of the bun was tied with a cyan hairband, the tail of which was attached to the back of her head, fluttering gently as her head turned. She has a delicate face, kind eyebrows and eyes, and looks about fifty or sixty years old, but the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes are a little dense, especially when she chuckles, the crow's feet are piled up, like a pile of vicissitudes of life.

To the right of the female Taoist priest sat a short-haired old man in a black cardigan, his hair was gray, his complexion was ruddy, his skin was fair and firm, like a baby's skin, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his face, if it were not for the gray hair and the eyes that contained vicissitudes and wisdom, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was only twenty years old.

On the right side of the short-haired old man, there is a thin monk, this monk is not tall, sitting on the sofa to the height of the old man's shoulders, plus the thin body, the face is a little gray, it looks like a dying tree, especially the cloudy eyes, which look almost lifeless.

The three of them sat quietly for a while, and the short-haired old man took a sip of the teacup, glanced around by the way, put down the teacup and said:

"Little monk, do you feel it?"

"The five aggregates are in the heart, the heart is the five aggregates, I know him, how can the martial master know that what you see is true?"

The short-haired old man grinned:

"How do you, a monk, know that I don't know?"

"How does Master Wu know that the old man doesn't know?"

"Little monk An dare to call him old?"

"No matter how old Master Wu is, what does it have to do with the old man?"

"Shut up!"

Finally couldn't stand the boring mouth cannon of the two old guys, the female Taoist priest opened her mouth coldly and spit out two words, and the short-haired old man laughed when he heard this, and immediately turned his head to look at the female Taoist priest and said:

"Hui'er..."

"Poor Dao forgets the dust, haven't you woken up?"

"Megumi... Forget the dust of the Daoist, do you feel anything?"

The female Taoist priest pulled the corners of her mouth and didn't take care of the short-haired old man, and the short-haired old man was not angry, but calmly took a sip of tea and said to herself:

"Just now the little monk said that Yushan Yuzhai is strong, but I think Yushan Yuzhai has indeed made great progress, and it may not be long before the list of the committee has to be changed. ”

Forget Chenzi frowned, and it took a while for a few words to pop up:

"What's so bad. ”

The thin monk also nodded and pronounced the Buddha's name, and seemed to agree with the female Taoist priest's statement.

However, the short-haired old man knew that the thoughts of these two people were actually different, and he knew the idea of forgetting the dust very well, and the meaning of forgetting the dust was that it was not about himself to hang high, and the meaning of the little monk might be that it was common sense to replace the old with the new, or maybe it was just a rhetoric.

"Hey, the old man had a little friendship with Lao Yuan back then, and he was naturally happy to see the rise of Yushan Yuzhai, but those people really couldn't see others well... Hehe. ”

"Look at the strength. ”

Forget Chenzi coldly burst out three words, but pointed out the essence of the matter to the point.

The short-haired old man smiled again, glanced contemptuously at everyone not far away, nodded and said:

"Megumi... You're right, after all, it still depends on the strength, but today's Yushan Yuzhai is not what it used to be, especially the young generation who were born out of nowhere, I'm afraid we have to admit that there is no one else in the same age, and Yushan Yuzhai is afraid that it is about to enter the rising period. Also, I think you must have discovered that the spirit of this Yushan Yuzhai also seems to be a little wonderful, why do I feel a little weak. ”

Forget Chenzi turned his head and glanced at the old man, a trace of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, she knew this chattering old man very well, this guy is very strong, and he is usually even more unforgiving, today he would say such a thing, it seems that he has a high opinion of the spirit of Yushan Yuzhai.

Feeling the attention of Forget Chenzi, the short-haired old man smiled flatteringly, but Forget Chenzi shook his head without appreciation.

The thin monk didn't seem to see the strange communication between the two people, and looked out the window with dull eyes and said:

"Fear is born because of love, and chaos is caused by fear, and the martial master is concerned and chaotic. ”

The short-haired old man glanced at the thin monk disdainfully and said:

"Hmph, then tell me what is the level of this spirit?"

"What if you say it, what if you don't say it? The truth is not important to you and me, no matter how strong Yushan Yuzhai is, it is impossible to continue to stand on it. ”

Forget Chenzi frowned, and the short-haired old man snorted hatefully:

"Hmph, a bunch of villains who forget their righteousness. ”

"Why don't you and me?"

Although the thin monk looks like a rotten wood, he is actually a bar, and the short-haired old man immediately refutes this thin monk when he says it, and he seems to be enjoying it.

The short-haired old man pursed his lips and replied disdainfully:

"You are me, I'm not, I'm here to stand for Yang Wanjiang's kid this time, Hui... Forget the dust and the Taoist, what about you?"

"Curious. ”

The short-haired old man blinked, scratched his head helplessly and said:

"And what if they don't make it public?"

Forget Chenzi tugged at the corners of his mouth and said:

"Go back. ”

The short-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said:

"It's really redundant to ask you, I already knew that you were such a character, but I'm afraid you didn't think so when you asked the Immortal Pavilion, right?

The old man with short hair slanted dissatisfiedly and did not make a sound, but the thin monk said unhurriedly:

"You and I are mortals, and so is Yushan Yuzhai. ”

The short-haired old man snorted heavily, exhaled and said:

"Well, let's see how this play is sung. ”

Forget the dust thought for a while and said:

"Exchange of interests. ”

The short-haired old man pursed his lips and said:

"Originally, I thought that in this case, I was afraid that there would be no good conditions, but now I have changed my opinion?"

The thin monk said:

"But because of the Spirit?"

"Hehe, yes, believe it or not, I have been studying the spirit for decades, this spirit of Yushan Yuzhai is by no means simple, I have some doubts, if we fight at home, I'm afraid we, I mean everyone here combined will not be pleased. ”

Forget Chenzi raised her eyebrows in surprise when she heard this, although she knew that this old man usually liked to brag, but he was very strict in his business, and now that he said so, I am afraid it is not alarmist, not to mention that she herself has some feelings, although the spirit of Yushan Yuzhai has not taken the initiative to observe or detect them, but after all, this is the home of the spirit, and anyone is a foreign object to the spirit, since it is a foreign object, it will definitely have a more or less interference effect.

As a great master of the distraction period, of course, Forget Chenzi also has some sense of this kind of interference, but she doesn't have a deep study of the spirit, so she can't make an accurate evaluation of this kind of interference, but despite this, Forget Chenzi still feels that this kind of interference effect does have some doorways, maybe the old man Wu is right, this Yushan Yuzhai spirit is really weird.

The thin monk did not immediately refute this time, but thought for a while before speaking:

"The old man came five years ago, what level does Master Wu think can the spirit be raised in five years?"

The short-haired old man shook his head:

"I don't know, I don't know what it was like five years ago, but it doesn't change the facts, even if it doesn't make sense, the facts are the facts, I'm 90% sure, if I try it, I can immediately determine if my guess is correct. ”

Wangchenzi's eyes lit up, and the thin monk's dim eyes shrank, and the two turned their heads to look at the short-haired old man together.

The short-haired old man smiled slyly and said:

"Perhaps, they are wondering how this can let us know their true strength and determination?"

After hesitating for a moment, Forget Chenzi nodded heavily, the thin monk bowed his head slightly, raised his palm and whispered a Buddha name, the short-haired old man smiled knowingly, flicked his wrist slightly, and held a string of black prayer beads on his wrist in his hand.