Chapter 117: Too Quiet
Lin Kong strode out of the palace, and all the guards and military generals, as well as those attendants who brought tea and water, also walked out of the gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Only Ling Wuxian and an elder with the surname of Feihong Sect were still sitting quietly in the hall.
Ever since entering the main hall, Ling Wuxian and Elder Chang had kept a distance from those officials, as if they were afraid of being tame.
It is said that martial arts monks are the closest to mortals, because most of them are from ordinary ordinary people, unlike immortal monks, who pay attention to immortal orthodoxy and bloodline inheritance, and each has a huge clan, completely cut off from mortals.
Perhaps it was under the influence of the Xianmen monks that after the martial arts monks entered the martial arts sect, their temperament also changed, and they always felt that they had been reborn and had little to do with mortals.
So even if they return to the mortal world, they don't like to have too much contact with mortals, and they stand far away from each other.
It wasn't until he watched a large group of people leave the main hall with Lin that Ling Wuxian changed his normal state and showed regret on his face. "Whenever I see this kid Lin Kong, the old man is like seeing what he looked like when he was young! Do things with a firm heart and perseverance, and never give up halfway. ā
"Brother Wuxian has a heart of love?" Elder Chang asked.
"Hehe... Isn't Brother Chang there? Ling Wuxian smiled.
As sect elders, Ling Wuxian and Elder Chang were very attentive to their words and demeanors, although they couldn't say every word, at least they had to leave each other a little room to maneuver, and they couldn't say things too bluntly, so as not to hurt the harmony of the two families.
However, this Elder Chang was a person with a straightforward personality, and he had always had a close relationship with the Sword Dao Sect, so after hearing what Ling Wuxian had to say, he did not deny it outright.
"Everyone has the heart to love talents, and Chang, as an elder of Feihongmen, has the responsibility of recruiting talents."
"As Brother Wu said, Lin Kongxin is determined and persistent, and he dares to risk his life, he is indeed a rare talent in the martial arts world, but it is a pity that this son is a body lacking in heaven, no matter how much he cultivates, it will be in vain in the end!"
"Ling doesn't think so!"
"Oh! Could it be that Brother Wuxian has found a way to crack it, so that those who are deficient in the sky can change their lives against the sky? Elder Chang pursed his lips with some suspicion.
"Brother Chang doesn't know, since the old man saw Lin Kong, he has been secretly observing, and even went to Wentian Pavilion in person."
"Ask the Heavenly Pavilion! Did you go to Mo Wentian? "Elder Chang, who was originally suspicious, immediately threw away the doubts in his heart as soon as he heard that Ling Wuxian had gone to the Heavenly Pavilion and personally inquired about the Heavenly Pavilion Master Mo Wentian.
Although the Heavenly Pavilion is extremely mysterious in the mortal realm, and no one knows the surname of its pavilion master, it is not the same in the cultivation world, and almost all the monks know about him.
But this Wentian Pavilion Master Mo Wentian is still not a person who can be seen if anyone wants to, because this person has a very magical treasure, not only can he explore and evade the monk's divine sense, but he can also hide the treasure at any time, so that people can't find it, unless he wants to see you, otherwise, even if you dismantle the Wentian Pavilion, it will be useless.
However, Mo Wentian was a mortal after all, and he was still in the business of buying and selling news, and he had dealings with almost all sects and factions, and he still didn't want to offend some people with heads and faces, so Ling Wuxian was able to see this person.
"According to Wentian Lao'er, the Gaia people have an ancient book called "Yijin Sutra", which includes the technique of changing the sky and changing life." Since Wentian Pavilion was mentioned, there was no need for Ling Wuxian to hide it, because even if he didn't say it, Feihongmen would definitely go to Mo Wentian and ask him about the matter.
However, Mo Wentian didn't know much about the "Yijin Sutra", and this thing still belonged to the Gaia people, and if he wanted to obtain this thing, he had to go through the hidden thing, so Ling Wuxian's saying was also equivalent to saying it in vain.
"Alas! I said no evil brother! Let's not care about the "Yijin Sutra", let's find a way to solve the current problem, I don't know if those old guys will buy it? If we still ignore it, then we're in real trouble. ā
"Brother Chang is reasonable, it seems that the old man has to make a trip himself." After Ling Wuxian finished speaking, regardless of whether Elder Chang agreed or not, he strode out of the main hall.
Ling Wuxie left, and there was only Elder Chang left in the main hall, looking at the empty hall, Elder Chang couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Alas! I only hope that the old man didn't lose his eyes this time, otherwise, my Feihongmen will have to follow their Kendo Sect to the end of the world! ā
In fact, when Ling Wuxian found the Feihong Gate and invited him to help Lanling Kingdom, Xie Fei, the master of the Feihong Gate, did not agree, and later Elder Chang was so good at talking about it that he agreed.
If Ling Wuxian returns without success this time, please don't let those hidden martial gods help, then the Feihong Sect and the Sword Dao Sect will definitely not be the opponents of the Lingyun Sect, and the consequences can be imagined.
But it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, since it has come to this point, then success or failure can only depend on the will of God.
After the battle in the Langli Grand Canyon, Elder Chang was anxious all day long, that is, he was worried that Ling Wuxian would not be able to move those martial gods, and he was also worried that Ling Yunzong would learn of his disciple's death in advance, and he would come to take revenge before Ling Wuxian could invite people back.
But his worries lasted for more than two months, until Wang Huoli sent people to build the ship, and Lin Kong went to Baiyun Sea with a large number of soldiers, and the Lingyun Sect and the Soul Summoning Sect still did not make any movement.
"Huh! I said no evil brother, this is not quite right, the Soul Summoning Sect is just that, after all, they have no damage, but this Ling Yun lost more than a thousand disciples at once, why is there no movement? ā
After waiting anxiously for more than two months, not only did the invited martial gods not respond, but even Lingyun Sect did not come to seek revenge, which made Elder Chang completely blindsided.
"As far as the old man knows, Ouyang Zhiya, the fifth elder of the Lingyun Sect, is a master who protects his shortcomings, even if the Lingyun Sect doesn't take Wu Shan and the others seriously, can Ouyang Zhiya's old witch endure this breath?"
"Hey! Brother Wuxie, you have something to say! ā
Still in the main hall of the White Curtain City, Elder Chang and Ling Wuxian sat opposite each other, but after Elder Chang talked for a long time, Ling Wuxian was still frowning, silent, so anxious that Elder Chang got up and walked back and forth.
"Don't dangle it! I think there must be some huge conspiracy behind this matter, maybe those disciples sent by the Lingyun Sect were originally chess pieces who were ready to give up..."It is estimated that Ling Wuxian was also guessing wildly, so he swallowed the rest of the words back in the middle of speaking.
Indeed, it is too calm now, even if Lingyun Sect gave up on Wu Shan and the others and treated them as cannon fodder in the plan, but there were more than a thousand disciples lost all of a sudden, how could it be possible to turn a blind eye?
What is hidden in this, Ling Wuxian and the others have never been able to guess, and the more they can't guess, the more difficult it is for them to sit still.