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There was an uproar inside and outside the Five Peaks Temple.

In the afternoon, Yan Qiushan, the head of the Lingbao Sect, who had just had a brief contact with Yang Chen, but had not broken up unhappily, burst out with two essences in his eyes at this moment, and suddenly got up from the bed!

"It's Gan Lin Ze Shifu!!" Yan Qiushan slammed open the door and looked up at the sky at the top of the mountain!

Although the Ganlin Zeshi Fu has been lost in the Lingbao Sect for nearly a hundred years, the reason is that the only elder in the Lingbao Sect who has mastered the Ganlin Zeshi Fu died violently one night for no reason, and the lack of relevant secret techniques has made the Lingbao Sect unable to reproduce the former glory of the Ganlin Zeshi Fu.

As the head of the Lingbao Sect, Yan Qiushan is also very familiar with some of the characteristics of Gan Lin Ze Shifu.

Feeling this surging warmth at this moment, he immediately judged that this was the Lingbao Sect's Ganlin Zeshi Talisman that had been lost for nearly a hundred years!

The elders of the Lingbao Sect also came to the open space in front of the house, looking at the rain cloud on the top of the mountain and were speechless for a long time.

After a long time, it wasn't until another cyan streamer appeared on the top of the mountain that Wang Zongyan took a slight breath and said with a hint of trilling: "This ...... This seems to be what is recorded in the classics, Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu!"

"Yang Chen has really mastered the secret technique of Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu!" After the original afternoon conversation collapsed, those Lingbao Sect elders who began to suspect that Yang Chen did not have the secret art of Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu at all, their eyes also widened one by one at this moment.

The Great Elder of the Dharma Protector moved a small step to the side, came to Yan Qiushan's side with a solemn face, and asked in a low voice, "Sect Master...... What do we do next?"

Compared to the facts seen so far. In fact, the elders of the Lingbao Sect were more willing to accept the speculation that Yang Chen was grandstanding!

They would rather let the Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu be lost forever than live to see the Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu as one of the typical representatives of the sect. was taught so badly by Yang Chen in public!

This is a disgrace to the sect! They all think so.

The words of the Great Elder of the Dharma Protector made Yan Qiushan, whose thoughts had already drifted away, wake up. Forcibly suppressing the urge to kill Yang Chen on the spot, Yan Qiushan took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Don't move, wait for the opportunity." ”

“…… What do you mean......" The Dharma Protector Grand Elder was shocked when he heard this.

But Yan Qiushan's cold eyes also made him quickly suppress the sentence that he almost blurted out, looked at the rain cloud on the top of the mountain with a somewhat complicated expression, and nodded slowly.

The foundation of a sect is often built on the unique secret techniques and profound heritage that have been passed down through the generations. Yan Qiushan, as the true person in charge of the Lingbao Sect of the Pavilion Soap Sect, naturally had his own considerations.

And in fact. When three Ganlin Zeshi talismans appeared on the top of the mountain in a row, there were at least a dozen sects on Wufeng Mountain that had a strong killing intent towards Yang Chen, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Chen still had Xuanhong Zhenren by his side...... It is estimated that on Wufeng Mountain tonight, there will be a bloody slaughter!

In the face of the rapidly forming rain clouds on the top of the mountain, there are those who are amazed and shocked on Wufeng Mountain, and there are also those who have murderous thoughts in their hearts......

At the same time, at the foot of Wufeng Mountain, more than a dozen disciples of Wufeng Temple were also patrolling back and forth among the rows of makeshift tents. It was very close to the rainy time that the head Chen Shidong had explained in advance, and they had to ensure the safety of these people who came from ten miles and eight towns under the mountain.

Zhao Kejie is an ordinary disciple who was just recruited by Wufengguan at the end of last month, and his age is also one of the older ones among the new disciples who have been recruited during this time, but he is better than having a higher education. Have a bachelor's degree from a top university.

In terms of relationship, Zhao Kejie is a distant relative of Yuqing Zhao Keqiu, plus he is slightly older. So of course, he became one of the more 'highly respected' among this group of newly recruited disciples.

Moreover, because of the older relationship. Zhao Kejie is one of the candidates for several 'reserve cadres' that Wufengguan is currently focusing on cultivating, and he studied under Yuming Pengde. Since the beginning of the mountain, I have been slowly getting in touch with the industrial management of Wufengguan.

The treatment given to him by Wufengguan is an annual salary of 60,000 yuan, which is several times higher than the family allowance of 1,003 per month for ordinary disciples.

Because of his higher education, Zhao Kejie actually had a certain resistance to the things explained by the head Chen Shidong in his heart.

He had double-checked the local weather forecast several times and confirmed that it was unlikely to rain tonight!

Zhao Kejie came to Wufeng Temple from the beginning to come for the seemingly more generous treatment, although he knew since he was a child that he had a relative who was a very famous Taoist priest, but Zhao Kejie never thought that Yuqing would have any great spells!

Even after staying on Wufeng Mountain for nearly a month, what he saw and heard in his daily life was completely different from the picture described by his family before he went up the mountain...... The atmosphere of cultivation on Wufeng Mountain is still not as strong as those profound sects.

The vast majority of disciples don't have the talent to cultivate at all, and they are sent to the mountain, on the one hand, the great cause of the Wufeng Guanjia is now great, and it really needs so many people to maintain it together. On the other hand, for the sake of face, there were more than 200 ordinary disciples at the peak of the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, and the Shangxian Palace was not bad, so it couldn't be reached by the Five Peaks Temple, and it would become dozens, right?

In addition, most of today's young people are open-minded and atheists, and recruiting people to become disciples in Taoist temples is not like in ancient times, so it is inevitable that there will be some financial help and a mixed situation.

Therefore, although Chen Shidong was very serious when he explained this matter, in Zhao Kejie's heart, it was a matter of laughing...... These old ways seem to be uncomfortable if they don't pretend to be immortals one day!

Routinely inspected the tent area at the foot of the mountain, and Zhao Kejie, who was wearing a simple robe, hid in the corner and lit a cigarette, which was a habit left in college, and he always felt that he was not addicted to smoking a few puffs every day.

A little Taoist priest who was about four or five years younger than Zhao Kejie didn't know if he smelled the smoke in the air, and tiptoed in front of Zhao Kejie. With a nervous expression, he said, "You don't want to die?" Second Master Uncle just passed from here......

"Don't be alarmist, just say it if you want to. Zhao Kejie sneered. He took out a pack of flattened cigarette boxes from his waist, shook out a cigarette that had also been flattened, and handed it over. "Don't think I don't know who smokes under a tree every night!"

"Hehe......" was exposed by Zhao Kejie on the spot, and the young little Taoist touched the back of his head and smiled.

Halfway through his cigarette, the little Taoist priest pushed his elbow against Zhao Kejie's arm, pointed to the sky and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, do you think it will really rain tonight?"

"Nine times out of ten, I think it's fake. Zhao Kejie shrugged his shoulders and said: "I have checked it several times, and I have called the Meteorological Bureau to check, today and in the next seven days, the probability of rain in our Binyang City is less than 10 percent...... It was a time when the sky was clear and the wind was beautiful. Why don't you say it? ”

"I've been staring at the sky all night...... Not even half of the cloud is visible. The little Taoist priest took a puff of cigarette and said, "But didn't the head of the sect say that at twelve o'clock, our great-master uncle will do rain ......."

"Uncle Zeng, have you seen it?!" Hearing the little Taoist priest mention the great uncle of the dragon, Zhao Kejie became a little interested, and after stepping on the cigarette butt, he said: "I went up the mountain a week earlier than you, and I haven't seen him......"

"How can it be, the backyard doesn't let us enter casually, and I haven't seen it yet. The little Taoist priest shook his head and said, "But I heard that he is very young. At most, a few years older than me...... I wonder if you're not as old as Senior Brother Zhao!"

"There's no way, who makes the family high. Zhao Kejie sighed, "Aren't there thousands of monks and Taoists here inside and outside, all of them are here for our great-master uncle...... I really don't know what he's awesome about. ”

"I heard that Uncle Zeng's ability is great......

"That's right. It's just that I've heard about it, who has seen it?" Zhao Kejie was instinctively unconvinced, and he shook out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. As he was talking, he suddenly noticed that the cigarette he had just lit had been inexplicably extinguished......

"What's going on. Suddenly it seems that the moisture became heavier. The cigarette that was still a third of the cigarette in the little Taoist's hand was also inexplicably extinguished, and he touched his face with his hand again. It's wet and slippery, and it's covered with fine droplets of water!

"Is it foggy...... Zhao Kejie subconsciously looked up at the sky, and at this glance, his eyes instantly widened!

A huge cloud floating from nowhere, centered on Wufeng Mountain, is rapidly spreading in all directions, obscuring the moon and the stars in the sky!

"This is ......" The little Taoist priest and Zhao Kejie were already a little relieved when they looked at this scene, and when they grew up, they couldn't even say a word clearly! Because under their gaze, although faint, but if you look closely, you can clearly see the golden light that is continuously being shot into the rain clouds in the sky from Wufeng Mountain.

And with the appearance of these golden lights, the originally thin clouds began to become thicker...... There was a drizzle in the sky, silent, but it completely stunned the crowd at the foot of Wufeng Mountain.

"It's raining!!" I don't know who suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, Zhao Kejie realized that the cold feeling on his face was really raining!

"This ......" Zhao Kejie, who also wiped a handful of water on his face, stared straight at the sky, obviously soaked by the drizzle, but Zhao Kejie could clearly feel that there was a faint warm current slowly rising from the bottom of his heart.

This is not obvious, but it can make people feel very comfortable The warm current slowly spreads to the whole body, and then enters the limbs, the wonderful taste of crispy numbness, warm and warm, can not be described in words at all!

"The ancestor of the Wufeng Temple has appeared!" "People who also feel this subtle change, especially some old people who are not seriously ill but are riddled with minor illnesses, at this time their faces are full of surprise, when a person kneels, a chain reaction is formed, a large number of old people kneel down on the same place, worship the ancestor of the Wufeng Temple that does not exist, but seems to be the ancestor of the Wufeng Temple!

A silent light rain fell on the sky of Wufeng Mountain.

Different from the reactions of these ordinary people under the mountain, those monks on Wufeng Mountain couldn't even say a word at this moment, except for their eyes widening.

The rainfall within a radius of one kilometer has long been a myth and legend in today's metaphysical circles.

Unexpectedly, tonight in Wufeng Mountain, I saw this drizzle completely made by the monks!

With the exception of a very small number of monks who had evil thoughts in their hearts, the vast majority of the monks, having seen the rain take place, had a strong desire and anticipation for the mission meeting tomorrow morning.

At this time, in the old Wufeng Temple, Yang Chen was already half-lying on the ground and began to gasp.

The state is not much better than Yang Chen, but Xuan Hong Zhenren, who can barely stand still, seized the opportunity and sneered: "The young body has become like this, what should I do in the future!"

“…… Talk less about cool things. Yang Chen, who was almost physically exhausted, lay on the ground and gasped for breath, before he struggled to stand up, gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the sudden increase in rain in the end, and you didn't even say hello, I wouldn't have been in a hurry to deal with it, let alone tired like this!"

"I'm just trying to see where your limits are. Xuanhong Zhenren didn't have a trace of shame at all, but smiled as a matter of course: "Yes, yes, it's really much stronger than most young people now......"

"......" Yang Chen was helpless, so he had to smile bitterly, and no longer argued with Xuanhong Zhenren, but said: "I felt that someone under the mountain seemed to have murderous intentions against me before......

"It's normal. Xuanhong Zhenren nodded and said: "If you don't understand your personality and the intention of your move, believe it or not, the first person to kill you is this seat?

"So tomorrow, I will ask the real person to support Xiao Ke, don't be poisoned by thieves to ......"

"Yo, now I remember that this seat is the real person in charge of the sect?" Xuanhong Zhenren snorted mockingly: "When I didn't need this seat just now, I was very smooth with an old way......

“…… Can we not be poor?!" Yang Chen almost fell to the ground! Raised his hands and said, "It was just a slip of the tongue before!"

"Really?" Xuan Hong Zhenren obviously didn't believe it.

"Really!" Yang Chen nodded firmly, very serious! )