One hundred and seventy-four reports
roughly figured out what kind of character broke into the sect, Lin Wangu didn't talk to them, and quickly hung up the call spirit mirror with them.
He tried to report the matter to Lu Qinghua through the spirit mirror, but the other party did not respond, either Lu Qinghua did not bring the spirit mirror with him, or he turned off the spirit mirror, and Lin Wangu had no choice but to go to Lu Qinghua's residence to find him.
Lu Qinghua as the master of a sect, living alone on a mountain peak of Zhong Ling Jingxiu, is for Haoran Peak, taken from the meaning of Haoran righteousness, the scenery on it is unique, birds and beasts and songs, the end is a beautiful scenery in the world, the sunset is hidden in the mountains, the morning glow is out of its mountain stream, the beauty is endless.
There are several golden armor wrestlers outside the peak who are strictly guarded, these golden armor wrestlers are all ten feet tall, their facial expressions are serious and majestic, they are holding sharp knives and sharp axes, and their whole bodies are covered with shining armor, like a god will come into the world, these golden wrestlers all have cultivation above the bitter sea realm, and they can be heard and used by Lu Qinghua at any time, and they are gadgets made for the elders of the refining peak in their spare time.
Lin Wangu, as the first person of the younger generation, didn't dare to make a mistake when he came here, so he had to bow down and salute, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, please report it, I have something important to find the master." ”
After thousands of years of time refinement, these golden armor wrestlers have long been born into their own spirituality, can read and make good decisions, and have their own ability to understand, which can be said to be no different from real people.
The Bixiao Immortal Sect has never regarded them as spiritual weapons, they all treat them as elders of the sect, and they are called real people, but their mission is to protect the sect master, so they don't often walk around.
"Oh, it turned out to be Lin Wangu, you wait a while, at this moment your master is studying the scriptures, I'm afraid it will be a day or two before you are free, if you are not in a hurry, you can come back later."
A gold-armored wrestler with a steel whip replied, his voice deafening like the roar of a bell.
"But for the younger generation, there is really something urgent to find him, but he can't delay."
Lin Wangu's expression was a little anxious, an unknown power sneaked into the sect, if he didn't deal with it quickly, it would be a big deal if there was an accident.
"Well, in that case, you come in with me, I'll lead you over, and you tell him personally."
Jin Jia Lux proposed, he didn't know why Lin Wangu was so anxious, and he didn't ask, firstly, he had no authority, and secondly, he didn't want to meddle in things.
Besides, Lin Wangu, this little guy may be the next sect master, it is best to have a good relationship with him, and it is possible to leave here to see the outside world in the future.
Now that they have spirituality, they naturally don't want to be trapped in one place for a long time, and several of their Golden Armor Warriors have been here for thousands of years.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Lin Wangu thanked him, and then followed this Golden Armor Lux into Haoran Peak.
After a tortuous path, the two of them came to a small house, which covers an area of no more than 100 square meters, and the exterior decoration is simple, without any decoration of carved railings and paintings, and there is no red brick and green tile background, simple and unpretentious like a farmhouse, no one would have imagined that Lu Qinghua, the head of a sect, would live so simply.
"Here, you can go in by yourself, I'll go back first."
When he arrived at the place, Jin Jia Lux said a word to Lin Wangu, then turned around and left.
"Thank you, real person."
Lin Wangu thanked him again.
Then he slowly approached the room, and stopped outside the door, but there was no sound in the room.
"Tart, tart."
Lin Wangu gently clicked the buckle on the door.
"It's an ancient disciple, come in."
Lu Qinghua's powerful voice came from inside.
Lin Wangu pushed open the door and entered the house, and after pushing the door open, he saw that the furnishings in the house were simple and simple, Lu Qinghua was sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding an ancient book in his hand and studying, and he raised his head after Lin Wangu entered the door.
"Sit down, what's the matter with coming to the teacher so late?"
According to the report of the guards outside the mountain gate, an unknown old man broke into the sect, and there was no warning from the mountain protection array, the disciple was worried that he would cause big trouble, so he hurried to report to the master, after all, now the crisis of the thunder dragon heavenly anger has just passed, and the world is in chaos."
Lin Wangu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly told what he knew.
"There is such a thing, if you want to avoid the mountain protection array quietly, you must at least cultivate the Seven Tribulations Realm, such as there are such characters today? Did the disciples of the mountain guard see what he looked like? ”
Lu Qinghua frowned and thought to himself, if such a character wants to come to seek revenge, there is no need to sneak around, then he shouldn't come to seek revenge, so why did he come?
"According to the report of the disciples guarding the mountain, looking at the appearance, the person is an old man, he wears a hat on his head, wears a cloth clothes, and has no other characteristics, no different from an ordinary old man, but he is also carrying a medicine hoe."
Lin Wangu recalled, retelling the information he knew.
"Hats? Medicine hoe? Old man? ”
This series of clues were connected together, which made Lu Qinghua feel a little reflected, and then when he thought about this person's cultivation to a high level, he completely remembered it.
After he became the sect master, he read this person's information in the secret collection of the sect, which recorded that this person had a great relationship with the Bixiao Immortal Sect, and was once a childhood sweetheart of the sect.
However, both of them are highly qualified figures, each of them has emerged in the sect, and finally even survived an era and become living fossils in the sect, which is also the foundation of the sect.
Thinking of this, Lu Qinghua already knew the identity of the person who came, but he still asked.
"Did the man say what he was here for? Is it a friend of the self-proclaimed ancestor? ”
"Yes, that's what he said, how did Shizun know?"
Lin Wangu was puzzled, he didn't tell this intelligence case, could it be that Shizun knew this person?
"Haha, I naturally recognize it, and you will know it when you take over the position of sect master in the future, but now you just pretend not to know, don't worry about the rest."
Because of the special relationship between the old man and his own ancestor, the less people know about this kind of thing, the better, otherwise there will always be some gossip people who like to discuss, and then the impact will not be good, so Lu Qinghua explained to him like this.
"Yes, I see, Master."
Lin Wangu's head was confused, he didn't know what secrets Shizun knew, but Shizun didn't say that he had no choice, so he could only nod and agree.
"I see that you are not young anymore, do you have a favorite woman? Do you want Master Shui to help you find it? ”
Looking at Lin Wangu's dazed look, Lu Qinghua couldn't help but want to tease him, seeing that the ancestor of the family had lived for more than 10,000 years and was still alone, although there was a childhood sweetheart, but because of his heart of his own sect, he couldn't be combined, we can't follow the old path of the ancestor, we have to quickly find a woman for him to marry and have children.
Besides, if it is delayed for a long time, it will be difficult to have a child when the cultivation is raised, just like him Lu Qinghua, who wants to have a son but can't get it.