Sending away a group of "idle people", the bamboo building was cleaned up, and the atmosphere changed, and it was no longer as frivolous as before.

The merger sect is a major event for Lingnan, and Huoyue has become the fifth son of Shanjun, which means that the rest of the entire Narcissus Sect needs to be reviewed one by one, if it is not for Mr. Thirteen's strong support here, it is not too much to arrest them all. After such a drastic change, the remaining elders of the Narcissus Sect understood that the fate of the sect was no longer in their hands, or it could be said that obedience was the only wise choice.

Everyone understands that the current calm does not mean anything, and once the Shuangmeng exerts its strength, the Narcissus Sect has no qualifications to resist.

"Sir, don't worry, the concubine understands the severity. ”

Lady Shuiyue's cold face was a little gloomy, she understood that this result was not bad for the Narcissus Sect now. First of all, the old man of Sanshan is a wild cultivator after all, even if he has a group of people to help the village, he always lacks the experience of governing the sect; obviously, he needs to rely on the Narcissus Sect to build a team, and then use the opportunity recognized by the five shili to integrate the various factions in Lingnan, and finally achieve unification. In this process, Sanshan himself is only responsible for planning the direction, and then he will sit in meditation and concentrate on preparing for the impact on the gods.

It should be mentioned that the "guardianship of the gods for life" mentioned by Shisanlang will not be regarded as a secret, but will be spread throughout Lingnan in the form of the first edict of the head of the new sect, so it is believed that those sects that are in turmoil will wait to see whether they are successful or not before making a decision.

Transformation of gods, overhaul, the difference between a realm, the difference is like heaven and earth. To put it too far, whether Lingnan can be truly peaceful in the next thousand years does not have much to do with Shisanlang, but largely depends on Sanshan. But that's for later. At present, Lingnan will not be in a big mess in the short term, and when the three mountains break through, their original lineage and the Narcissus Sect that is now based on it have licked their wounds, and the overall situation can be smoothly controlled.

And then there's one more thing. In the battle of the Sect, King Agu, who came across the border, basically played the role of "Fortune Boy", and his essence was divided into several parts, some of which were tonified by the fire moon to the disgusting ant zuihou, and some were directly absorbed by many monks and demon beasts, and most of them were really scattered in the air and became the nutrients of heaven and earth. After the battle, Shisanro ordered the mountain closure array to be reopened. The area was cordoned off as much as possible. It has become a treasure of monasticism. And this is another factor for him to let the Three Mountains choose it as the place of the gods, if you take into account the infusion of the Heavenly Dao that will inevitably occur after the transformation of the gods, the essence of the mountain gate of the Narcissus Sect may change because of this.

This is the buffer, and it is also the change. As the saying goes, you can only see far by standing tall. The joys, sorrows, and sorrows of those in power can lead to changes; Thirteen Lang is no longer the little repair who worked hard for the spirit stone back then. Gestures change the color of mountains and rivers, affecting many, if not generations.

With so many means, it is still impossible for such a major event as the Merge Sect to be completely smooth. It can be expected that it is inevitable to make small fights and take the opportunity to make trouble, kill people, shed some blood, and disappear some sectarian families

What does it matter? Or rather, who cares?

"Actually, only the top ten are important under the Mountain Monarch Gate, and the back ones are basically useless. ”

The Great Elder has been in charge for so many years, and there are hundreds of disciples from top to bottom, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be a Mountain Monarch disciple hidden among them. However, no one in the Narcissus Sect dares to check for the time being, and correcting mistakes and self-cleaning is the only option, especially under the Huoyue Laosuo, who definitely needs to be sorted out.

Huoyue committed suicide, and Datuan was puzzled and could not be explained, such as who he passed the news through, who the back of the Daoist Academy represented, and the internal disputes within the Dao Alliance. In this case, I can only hope that Huoyue will not do everything by himself, and if he can find out the middleman or beast from the Narcissus Sect, it will undoubtedly be of great help.

Investigating the case, in other words, is purging, and Mrs. Shuiyue, who searched for He Wenxian's soul and thus caused a clue to be cut off, had heavy hearts, so she had great hopes for the investigation, and her face became more and more cold. Thirteen Lang knew very well that doing so would lead to a lot of personal revenge, and unjust, false and wrongful cases were inevitable, so he deliberately gave a few words.

"Huoyue has a way to affect people's sanity, and Madame is not vigilant against it, and it is inevitable that she will be tricked, so in short, be careful, never suspect the crime, and try to avoid being innocent. ”

He can only do this, he can't do everything by himself, and he can't be convincing.

People with a little brain understand that in a sect with tens of thousands of people like the Narcissus Sect, the seven elders have their own disciples, how can they be completely calm inside. In other words, those heroes were born to destroy traitors, the world is so bright, and the beautiful shijie is harmonious for thousands of years, and other bloody episodes can only exist in the stories in the book, and for people living in competitive shijie, the survival of the fittest is the mainstream.

"It's time to get down to business, you two"

Sending Shui Yue away, even Murong Pei was arranged to help supervise, and there were only four or five people left at the scene;

The monks exchanged glances with each other, and the monk replied, "Of course." ”

Thirteen Lang asked, "Aren't you afraid of being used by me again?"

The Taoist priest said angrily: "Ben Dao is not a fool. ”

Bufan followed up and said, "Neither is the monk. ”

It sounded like a fool, but Thirteen couldn't laugh. He has something to do, and these two troubles follow closely together, and he can't kill them or drive them away, which really brings too much trouble.

There are not many countermeasures to think about for the time being, and Shisanlang said helplessly: "If you want to follow, just follow it." Let's talk about it first, you can't interfere with my whereabouts and do things, if you really turn your face, I'm not a good stubble. ”

The monk has a deep understanding of this, and his expression is worried.

After thinking about it, Bufan said: "The donor is now in the center of the whirlpool, why don't you wait patiently? Just wait for the confirmation that the matter in the blood domain is true, and the monk dares to say that the living Buddha and the real person will send down the decree, and the small people will never be allowed to infringe on it, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

The Taoist priest helped on the side and persuaded him: "Sir's method of self-protection is indeed useful, but have you ever thought about it, because of this, if someone really wants to attack Mr., if you don't move, you will be thunderous." I'm afraid it's not that easy to deal with. ”

After listening to the words of the two monks, Thirteen Lang laughed and mocked: "What kind of living Buddha and which real person, are you afraid of death or want to harm me?" Don't forget, if it weren't for my strength, the two of them were not strong enough, and they had been escorted on the road by you at the moment, and they were not sure which cage they were locked in. ”

It's so ugly that I know I can't argue with it. The monk simply kept his mouth shut.

Thirteen Lang observed the words. said: "If you really think about me, just tell the person who gave you the news, I swear by my honor, and I will never do anything to him"

The monk shook his head without hesitation. said: "The reputation of the gentleman is precious. It's better to keep it to yourself. ”

The Taoist priest is mouthy. Then the monk said, "I can tell Mr. that if you want to chase down this road, the direction must be wrong." ”

Thirteen Lang's eyes flashed slightly. said: "It must be wrong, does it mean that the direct way to contact you is still your own children, not someone from the Dao Alliance?" Or, on the surface, the people of the Dao Alliance are actually your people, so they are afraid that I will know that there are also traitors in the land outside the world?!"

One sentence brought so much trouble, the monk was dumbfounded, and he held back a few words in a half-loud voice.

"The Buddha is above, sir, don't think about it anymore. ”

"I guessed that. Isn't it?"

"The Buddha is above, don't ask, sir. ”

"Let me guess, he must have a very high status and boundless mana, and the monk would not dare to provoke him. ”

"The Buddha is above, don't ask, sir. ”

"What about the Heaven-Breaking Concept, is there anyone else, or is it in the same line as the monk?"

"The real person is on top, don't ask sir again. ”

"Hehe, the Taoist priest is not as good as the monk, and he comes with the autumn wind. ”

"The real person is on top, don't ask sir again. ”

"Can you tell fortunes?"

"Real people, huh?"

"Ask if you know how to tell fortunes, uh-huh. In this regard, you are stronger than the monks, open a hexagram for me, and calculate the good luck and evil in the future. ”

"The real person is on top, don't ask sir again. ”

"None of this?"

"Real people on top"

"Don't read it!"

The monks and Taoists each recited their own Buddhas, and let the thirteen lang go around in circles, seduc, threaten and lure, and made up their minds not to say more than half a word.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. ”

The most helpless thing is to keep his mouth shut, unless Thirteen Lang is determined to fight with it, there is really nothing to think about. Thirteen Lang only hated that he couldn't practice mind reading, so he reluctantly put away his thoughts and said, "Okay, let's talk to the two of you seriously, and then you can't recite the Buddha." ”

The monk exchanged glances again, and looked at Thirteen Lang cautiously.

"I'm going to the Outlands in the near future, and it's not impossible for you two to follow, but I need to solve two things: three tokens, and the identities of the two of you. ”

"The Outlands are still secret?"

The monk exchanged glances for the third time, and he could see the worry in the other party's eyes, and the monk said, "What is the gentleman going to do there?"

Thirteen Lang sneered and said, "Ziyun is really here, please don't ask." ”

With a bang, the monk's face turned red, and the Taoist priest reluctantly picked it up and said, "When it comes to Ziyun Zhenren, Ziyun Island is close at hand, won't Mr. go back to the Taoist Academy?"

Mr. Thirteen, who was eloquent, fell silent abruptly, and only after a long time replied in a very serious manner: "I will not go back for the time being." ”

"Why?" asked the monk.

"No, why. ”

"If you have something on your mind, sir, you might as well talk to us about it, or maybe you can explain it a little bit. ”

"Excuse me?" Thirteen Lang didn't know what to say, his expression was clearly trying to smack him, but he wasn't embarrassed to do it.

"Sir, don't laugh, sir, do you know, what day is today?"

Thirteen Lang was stunned by the sudden question, and found that the two monks and Taoists looked extremely solemn, and their hearts became more and more confused.

"Days, what do you mean?"

"Today is the day of the festival. ”

The monk and the ten Taoist priests said with a serious and almost pious expression: "Mr. Big and the old dean are all returning to heaven today. ”

"Impossible!" Thirteen Lang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said, "I got the news that the teacher's sword was left in the late autumn of October."

The monk waved his hand and said, "That's the time of the outer lands, and it has nothing to do with the Purple Cloud Festival......

The Taoist priest then said: "Back then, just after the New Year, the pear blossoms on Ziyun Island bloomed all over the night, and after three days, they all fell, and there were no leaves. ”

The monk continued: "Dean Lu watched the pear blossoms fall for three days, and cried three times for it, and then received the news of Mr. Big's return to heaven. ”

The Taoist priest said again: "Another three years, on the same day, the pear blossoms of Ziyun Island bloomed against the time again, and the fish jumped together in the eight hundred miles of the Qinghe River, and rushed out of the seven-foot white waves, and the waves were like thunder. ”

The monk continued: "At night, there are big stars in the sky above the purple clouds, and the momentum of the bull falls into the Chuangong cliff, and the eyebrow master immediately rushed to check, and then the news came out that sir, sir?"

"Oh, I'm fine. ”

Shisanlang raised his hand and wiped his face, and said with a smile: "The festival day is on the same day, but it is also worry-free." ”

After that, Shisanlang got up and walked to the front of the case, and released his divine thoughts, only to find that his ring was full of precious materials, but he didn't even have the most ordinary things to worship.

"The gods are filial, it's really a joke. ”

Muttering in his mouth, Thirteen Lang looked a little self-deprecating, after thinking about it, he simply took out two purple smoke stoves and placed them in the center, and the spirit and demon qi of both hands were urged at the same time; in an instant, six purple smoke rose, but it was not like ordinary smoke, but like six swords, sharp and straight through the sky.

The big gray next to him realized something, and stepped forward with his head arched on the little one, knelt on the ground with a plop, and waited for the time to cry. Xiao Budian was obviously stunned, and he knelt in front of the case with Uncle Gray in a daze, his eyes rolling vigorously.

With a bang, the Tianxin toad jumped out of nowhere, jumped to the big gray head, and knelt down in the highest position at the highest altitude.

The phantom shadow is blurred, and the dumb aunt doesn't know when she appears in front of the case, and her fiery red eyes and red braids look particularly festive.

Tong Yi quietly walked over and knelt down, his two thin legs supporting his broad body and kneeling heavily, making people worry about whether they would break; Shangguan Xinya, who had been silent, followed and knelt silently in front of the desk, without saying a word.

"Sir, are you going to worship?"

Looking at this nondescript scene in front of them, the monk and the two laughed but did not dare to laugh, and the monk said sarcastically: "If Mr. has a heart, why don't we leave immediately, maybe we can reach Ziyun in time." ”

The Taoist priest sighed and said, "Worship must always have the appearance of worship." Needless to say, there are no tablets or portraits here, so they are really unorthodox. ”

The monk said tentatively: "There is a merit tablet on the cliff of the meritorious service, which records the life of the old dean and Jianzun, and there is also a memorial text written by the Meishi himself, and the eight Venerables are engraved and forbidden respectively."

"A little thing, what to do in such trouble. ”

Waving his hand to interrupt the words of the two, Shisanlang thought for a moment and said, "It's really a bit unseemly that there is nothing, I'll write a sacrificial text." ”

The monks looked at each other, thinking that we still have to make a show of the dead soul, even if we draw a picture casually, it can be regarded as living up to the paper money burned by others. You save all the important things here, what's the matter with just having a sacrificial text?

Thirteen Lang over there ignored what they thought, spread out the rice paper and froze for a moment, picked up the pen and swiped it, and it was done overnight.

Looking north at Ziyun Road. Try Pingzhang, this private matter, how to pay for it. I remember that Mount Meru is a hundred feet, and it was once driven by the honor. Today, hold the snake and start the tiger. Jun goes to the demon spirit hero, wants to join the country, and bows down to my father. Talking and laughing, Dingqilu.

Qinghe is bleak and only fox rabbit. I asked if anyone came after Mr. went back then. How many ghosts and ghosts, who dream of the original piece of soil. Revenge must be done by people. Mo Xiao's idiot was bold, and he dared to break the sky in Guanzhong. Raise your glass again, and Sejon goes.

After the book, Thirteen Lang threw his pen, bent over, led the family to kowtow, and then looked to the sides, and suddenly laughed.

"You and you don't know that students are already family-owned. It's not neat today, and when the students find them one day, they will definitely make up the incense for the two adults. ”

Thinking that there was nothing else to say, Shisanro stood up calmly, raised his head, and puffed out his chest.

"Now, the boys go and catch the thief first. ”

(To be continued......)