Chapter Twenty-Eight

Not long after Su Jinge was politely and thoughtfully welcomed to the guest house, the foundation building monk of the Beast Control Sect came over.

At that time, Su Jinge was sitting in the small garden of the guest courtyard drinking tea.

The financial resources of this city lord's mansion are really not to be underestimated, and they can actually afford to use the Four Seasons Array. It's still the middle of winter outside, but the courtyard called Xihe is full of summer scenery.

Su Jinge was sitting next to a pot of lotus flowers, and as soon as he picked up the Lingwu tea, he saw a fair-skinned young man walking in with a fat lion.

The young man was not polite when he came to the first half of the sentence, and said directly to the point: "My name is Ling Hubai." My master has traveled and traveled, and I don't know when he will return. ”

Su Jinge was stunned for a moment, and asked unwillingly: "Then dare to ask Linghu Daoyou when he entered the door of Changle Zhenren, do you know that Changle Zhenren once saved a teenager on the bank of the Canglan River sixteen years ago?" ”

Ling Hubai frowned and thought for a moment, and replied seriously: "I apprenticed forty-seven years ago, and the master did bring back a teenager when he returned from going out sixteen years ago. ”

Su Jinge's heart pounded, and he asked cautiously, "Where is that young man now?" Is his surname Sue? ”

Ling Hubai replied with a blank look: "He said that he was going to find his sister, and he left after recovering from his injuries." His surname is Su, and his name is Su Jinnian. ”

Su Jinge couldn't say whether he was happy or disappointed at the moment, and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you Linghu Daoyou." ”

Ling Hubai nodded, pointed to the fat lion and said, "Its name is Ah Cong, not my master's demon pet." What you saw before was not Ah Cong, but Xiaokang. Master said that Ah Cong and Xiaokang are not fat, but stronger than other cloud lions. ”

These few words from God successfully destroyed Su Jinge's melancholy mood. I don't know why this person is explaining this. glanced at the fat cloud lion who couldn't even find his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: Are you sure this is strong, not fat?

After Ling Hubai finished speaking, he turned his head and left, and when he came to the moon gate, he suddenly paused again, turned around and asked, "What is your name?" ”

Su Jinge saw that this person's temperament was a little stupid, and he didn't care about politeness with him, and replied with a smile, "Su Jinge." ”

"Oh." Linghu Bai responded, and suddenly remembered something: "Su Jinge, Su Jinnian, what is your relationship?" ”

"He's my brother."

Ling Hu Bai's expression that had been stunned finally changed, and his voice also rose, full of incredulity: "You are her sister?" You're not twenty-eight yet? ”

That Su Jinnian is twenty-eight years old this year, and his sister will never exceed this age, such a young foundation building monk is really rare. It can be regarded as a rare genius in the entire Zhongyuan Continent.

Not long after Ling Hubai went back, Su Jinge found that the people in the City Lord's Mansion had a more respectful attitude towards her.

Su Jinge didn't realize that he was so great. Being able to build a foundation at this age is nothing more than relying on spiritual roots and Taiyin to separate from fire.

Twenty-two years old building a foundation is indeed a genius, but spending three years to build a foundation can be regarded as a mediocre talent among mediocre talents.

Moreover, the way of heaven is balanced, and there are gains and losses. She gains in one area, and she will be missing in another. So, there's really nothing to be proud of.

Since the clue to his brother's whereabouts was broken again, Su Jinge decided to go to the "soy milk" conference first. Chance came to the door, how could you not reach out and grab it.

got Su Jinge's reply, which made Hu Qing very happy. At that moment, he will instruct the maid, "Go and invite the son." ”

Ling Huqing touched his two mustaches and said with a smile: "It's really an honor to have Su Daoyou's help." It's just that the Doujiang Club is a grand event of loose cultivation, and Su Daoyou's outfit is inevitably a little inconvenient. There are two vestments here, and Su Daoyou is also invited to accept them. ”

As he spoke, he motioned to the maid to bring a storage bag.

Su Jinge really needed clothes that were easy to walk on, so he didn't refuse.

The two of them had been talking for a while, and then they saw three men coming in from outside the door.

The one who entered the door was a fair-skinned young man who looked a little dull, it was the Linghu Bai that Su Jinge had seen before. Immediately following in was a monk who had practiced Qi and Great Perfection, with a long sword in a green shirt and a clear eyebrow. The last one to come in was actually a Zhuji nun with a slender waist and beautiful neck, a beautiful posture, and her eyebrows were full of charm, but she didn't see any charm.

Ling Huqing stood up and pointed at the Qingjun monk and said, "This is the dog Ling Huning." A-Ning came to see Senior Su. ”

After Ling Hu Ning saw the ceremony, Ling Hu Qing pointed to the enchanting female cultivator again: "This is Hua Daoyou." ”

The female cultivator surnamed Hua didn't wait for Ling Huqing to introduce Su Jinge to herself, and said on her own: "My name is Hua Langying, and I haven't asked this sister how to call her?" ”

Su Jinge was shocked by this sister and had goosebumps, and said with a slight jaw: "Su Jinge." ”

Hua Langying looked at her with a smile and said, "It was Sister Su who injured Du Daoyou a while ago, right?" Sister Su is very capable. ”

Su Jinge didn't know what she meant, and when he saw her say this, he only said modestly: "Flower Daoyou has won the award." ”

Hua Langying covered her lips and laughed when she heard this, and she was alive and fragrant when she smiled.

Ling Huqing said: "This time, I bothered two Taoist friends to accompany the dog to the Doujiang event, and asked the two of you to take care of the dog along the way." ”

Hua Langying smiled coquettishly: "We are doing things with money, and the city lord doesn't have to be so polite." If you feel that you don't want to add more spirit stones, it's okay. ”

Ling Huqing laughed and said, "After the fact." I will definitely send another thank you. ”

The kung fu of their talking, Su Jinge has been wondering, obviously plus the city lord himself is enough for four people, why do he invite himself again. Even if you need to find someone again, wouldn't it be cheaper to find one in the Beast Control Sect?

As if he had guessed Su Jinge's thoughts, Ling Huqing continued: "Neither the participants nor their helpers who have entered the trial array this time can be more than a hundred years old. Of the 100-year-old monks I know, only two are the best. It's really a woman who doesn't let me shave my eyebrows, which makes me ashamed. ”

It turns out that there is such a rule. Thinking that Qianji real person is really painstakingly for his granddaughter. Those who participate in the trial can bring a helper, and the level of this helper must be high or low. On the face of it, this seems a bit unfair. The helpers are powerful, but those who participate in the trial may not have the ability. Thinking about it from another angle, Qianjizhen's move is a test of the participants' popularity, financial resources and social circles. These factors are not a kind of strength.

Su Jinge glanced at Ling Huqing, who was politely coming and going with Hua Ying. With Ling Hu Bai's status as a true disciple of the Jindan of the Beast Control Sect, it has always been not difficult to find a foundation building monk who is less than a hundred years old. Ling Huqing just looked for them. Could it be said. Su Jinge glanced at the few people in the hall and thought unkindly. One is Ling Huning's own uncle, and the other is a female cultivator. Isn't this Hu Qingmo afraid that after winning, the anti-guest who will help is the main one?! That's why I invited two nuns.

I have to say that Su Jinge has the truth at this point.

The festival is held in the spring. The group of four people was not in a hurry, and they stayed in Mashan City for half a month to prepare enough things before going out.

The flight of the imperial weapon was somewhat eye-catching, and they had plenty of time and were not in a hurry to hurry, so Hu Qing simply prepared two carriages, and the four of them slowly swayed towards Jingzhou.

Ling Hu Ning has never been out of Mashan City, although Ling Hu Bai has gone to more places than Ling Hu Ning, but his experience is not much higher than Ling Hu Ning. Ling Huqing also thought about letting the two of them gain some experience this time, so he invited helpers early and asked them to hurry in advance. Walking slowly along the way, there is a flower and shadow, a casual cultivation that has been crawling for many years, and I am not afraid that the two of them will not learn something.

It can be seen that Su Jinge is also going out for the first time, and he can't count on how she can take care of the two. Ling Huqing privately gave Hua Rongying a lot of spirit stones, and Hua Rongying was naturally happy, adding more elaborate along the way. Su Jinge also benefited a lot.

From the remote Mangcang Mountain to Jingzhou all the way, more and more prosperous images. The four of them walked and stopped, and stayed for a few more days when they met something they were interested in. When approaching Jingzhou, it was already March.

From time to time, you can see young monks hurrying towards Jingzhou.

Hua Langying was worried that she would not be able to book an inn if she went too late, so she beckoned a few people to dispose of the carriage and fly by the imperial weapon instead.

A large purple-red gourd, a fragrant flower fan, and a fat cloud lion beast rose into the air at the same time.

The monks who were hurrying around were startled and stopped to look up.

"This is a foundation building monk, why do you also go to Jingzhou?"

"There are no talents who can build a foundation within a hundred years of age in the casual cultivation? Daoist friends are inevitably self-defeating. ”

"There are only a few of them, but there are three of them."

"Maybe it's the son of a big sect or a big family who happened to be passing by."

"Tut-tut, I don't think it's that simple."

The few people who spoke looked at each other and invariably quickened their pace. This year's Doujiang meeting is not ordinary, this is not casually seen three foundation building monks. Several young monks longed for it, forgot their exhaustion, and hurried towards Jingzhou with their heads bored.

Jingzhou got its name because it is completely overhead on the water.

The Canglan River flows here, and the water slows down. Countless boulders leap over the wide river to connect the two banks. The prosperous Jingzhou City is built on these countless boulders. The Zhu Pavilion embroidered households, the traffic is reflected on the river, like twins in the mirror.

The four of them landed in front of the city gates. When the Doujiang Festival was near, the scattered cultivators in the southwest gathered here, and some disciples of the nearby families came to watch it. There are countless monks coming and going in front of the gate of Jingzhou City, in groups of three or five, talking and laughing in and out. Among them are many foundation-building monks. After the four of them landed, they only attracted some monks to look sideways.

The venue of the Doujiang Festival is on the river in the south of the city, and the trial array set up by the thousand machine real people is on the river in the north of the city. Therefore, the inns and houses near the river are rented, and it is difficult to find a room.

The four of them had to find an inn to stay in the center of Jingzhou City.

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