Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Fox Fake Tiger

Zhou Moyang walked up to the head of Jiang and said apologetically: "I delayed the time of the senior brother in charge, and the junior brother is very unhappy!" "Master Jiang actually knew that Zhou Moyang was still inside when he saw this cyan light curtain, so he didn't have the slightest anxiety, just waited quietly. Hearing Zhou Moyang's words, he just smiled and said, "Senior brother, your matter is a big deal, I'll wait here, what's the matter." Zhou Moyang smiled, turned sideways and continued: "Senior brother in charge, please go in quickly!" ”

After watching the three of them enter, Zhou Moyang turned around and walked out of the cave. On the way, remembering the handover task of the mountain gate, Zhou Moyang went to the miscellaneous hall by the way, handed over the task of guarding the spirit stone mine for two years, and got a bottle of spirit pill and a reward of five hundred sect contribution points, and then returned to the deacon hall, only to find that everyone had dispersed, and only Wan Qingping remained here.

Seeing this, Zhou Moyang stepped forward and said in a cold tone: "I have already described the ins and outs of the situation with Jiang Lao Zu in detail, and Lao Zu has already approved my statement, so I won't bother with Senior Brother Wan anymore, and the old ancestor will order it later." ”

Wan Qingping's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Zhou Moyang to say that he moved the ancestor of the Jiang family so quickly, so he couldn't make a fuss about it. Unless he is impatient with life, no one in the Hundred Sects will dare to disobey the Venerable Master Jindan. But of course, Wan Qingping couldn't lose the battle in front of the juniors, and also replied coldly: "How I do things, it's not your turn to peck at me, what Jiang Lao Zu commands, I will do it, and I don't need you to pass it on." If it's okay, just step down. ”

Zhou Moyang chuckled, in the past, he was basically fighting alone, and he did everything alone, whether it was encountering a strong enemy, being in danger, or planning and strategizing, except for himself, there was really no help. Now I have experienced the fun of a fox and a fake tiger, pulling a tiger skin and pulling the flag.

The signboard of the ancestor of the Jiang family is really not ordinary. Even Wan Qingping, a monk in the late stage of foundation building and a deacon of the mountain gate, did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest. Even if he was extremely dissatisfied with Zhou Moyang, in his words, he had long since lost his previous arrogance, condescending accusations and suspicions. Even if he was unwilling to pay tribute to Zhou Moyang for a sentence or two, it was just a manifestation of his inwardness and lack of confidence.

It's no wonder that so many people want to have a big backer, it's really not an ordinary refreshing, they don't need to do it themselves at all, and even move their mouths in a sentence or two. There is no cheaper, more efficient way to make others bow their heads.

Zhou Moyang also understood why Wan Qingping almost regarded himself as nothing, even if he was a fierce opponent who did not compromise at all, he had to take care of his backstage. Zhou Moyang's thoughts flew for a while. The time is also, and the fate is also unpredictable.

Zhou Moyang gave Wan Qingping a salute without sincerity, and said with a smile: "Yes, junior brother, I will step down, senior brother will not have to give it away, I will be flattered." Looking at Wan Qingping's eyes full of anger, Zhou Moyang was in a much better mood. It seems that this Senior Brother Wan Qingping is not insidious and has arrived at home, just talking about this city, it is not so deep! When you are angry, when you are angry, when you endure, when you are white. The corners of Zhou Moyang's mouth curled slightly, thinking so in his heart, he didn't say much, and left adrift.

Out of the deacon's hall, Edgeworth flew towards Tianji Peak's own cave. In mid-air, Zhou Moyang was thinking about his thoughts while looking down indifferently at the rolling hills at his feet. Suddenly, he thought of something in his heart, and turned around and returned to Tianshu Peak.

After a stick of incense, Zhou Moyang came to the front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion covered by thick shade. Look up at the words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" on the door eyebrow, and walk into it with your legs raised. On the futon not far behind the door, a middle-aged monk was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. Zhou Moyang secretly thought: This monk in the early stage of foundation building should be the one who guards the pavilion. After he stepped forward to explain his intentions, he was disturbed by someone, and this person seemed a little impatient.

After the middle-aged monk asked for Zhou Moyang's identity jade plate, he glanced at him. "It turned out to be Senior Brother Zhou, young and promising! My name is Fan Yi, just call me Senior Brother Fan, hehe! After the other party returned the jade plaque, he arched his hand and squeezed out a smile. A young disciple has the same cultivation as him, so he doesn't want to be reserved. However, for the sake of being a senior brother, Fan Yi still explained a few words according to the rules, and then made a move.

Zhou Moyang felt that the attic of the two floors in front of him was twisted for a while, and the door opened silently. He thanked Fan Yi and hurriedly walked in. The moment he entered the door, he only felt that there was a flower in front of him, but it was white, and Zhou Moyang was about to retreat in a hurry, only to find that the door behind him had been closed.

After settling his mind, Zhou Moyang said secretly: Is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion embedded with a formation, or is it rare and strange for him. He stared at it and saw that there were no bookcases in the scripture pavilion, but in the center, there were thirty or forty jade slips hanging in the air. Presumably, this is the martial arts and Taoism hidden in the Zangjing Pavilion and all kinds of immortal cultivation arts, and the sect only has these jade slips?

Zhou Moyang walked closer and took a closer look. There is a ban on the jade slip, and you can only see the name of the jade slip, but it is difficult to see the whole picture. Fortunately, Fan Yi has explained that he must not touch these jade slips at will. He looked one by one, looking for what he needed.

There are only a few jade slips, and when you look at it, you can see it at a glance. Among them, there are not many exercises, most of them are some classics about formation alchemy and refining tools. In the end, Zhou Moyang's eyes fell on "Dan Fanglu" and "Formation Compendium". With the "Dan Fang Lu", you can know the common pills and pills of the monks, which is crucial for identifying the pills and even alchemy. "Formation Compendium" is more important, whether it is the guardianship of the cave, the cultivation of fighting methods, the exploration of secret relics to break the ban, etc., all of them do not use the formation ban, so it is particularly important!

Zhou Moyang no longer looked for other jade slips at this time, because with the current contribution value of the sect, he could only get two jade slips from here. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the "Dan Fang Lu" and the "Formation Compendium", looked around again, and walked towards the door. Once again, no one opened the door.

"Senior Brother Zhou came out so soon, hehe, what a good thing you took!" At this time, Fan Yi became familiar with Zhou Moyang. Zhou Moyang handed over the jade slip in his hand and said with a smile: "I took two of them, but I don't have to be embarrassed." During the greetings, Zhou Moyang quickly got the jade slip rerecorded by the other party, and asked casually: "Senior Brother Fan, I saw that the Scripture Pavilion has two floors, why can't I see the place to go upstairs?" ”

"There are prohibitions on this jade slip, and you can't leave the three zhang of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." Fan Yi threw the jade slip in his hand back, and said with a teasing smile: "After Senior Brother Zhou Jin Dan, you can go upstairs!" Zhou Moyang's gaze followed the jade slip thrown by the other party, and sure enough, he saw that he had disappeared into the attic. He smiled disapprovingly at the other party, and was about to leave.

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