Baiyunguan and Sanqingguan have been fighting since the time of the ancestor master, so many years have passed, and they have finally decided the superiority, how could Li Yuanming let go of this opportunity.

He discussed with Mu Xuan all night, and they all felt that this kind of fanfare was better, and he was not afraid that they would not admit it.

But as long as they want to make a face, they must obediently change the Sanqingguan brand today, and then call him "Guanzhu".

Thinking of this picture, Li Yuanming's whole person came to his senses.

Porridge porridge too, eyes shining.

But she was thinking more about the treasure of Baiyunguan, she had to fill the sack she brought from the rich brother today!

Porridge and porridge held a plaque, and a group of people beat gongs and drums, and went to Baiyun Temple in a majestic manner, which caused many people to come over to see the excitement and ask what was going on.

Mu Xuan couldn't bear that they couldn't eat the melon too anxiously, and very kindly told them about the bet they had made before.

Knowing that Baiyunguan was lost and was going to change its name today, everyone was surprised and couldn't help but chat.

Speaking of which, Baiyun Temple is not far away, it is on the mountain next to it, and it is so close that it is inevitable that someone will compare them.

In the past few years, Baiyunguan has overwhelmed Sanqingguan, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Baiyunguan would lose home.

Does this mean that Baiyun Temple is not as good as Sanqing Temple?

For a while, everyone chattered and discussed.

Mu Xuan listened, and didn't say much, only occasionally "inadvertently" revealed that Bai Yunguan lost all three games in the competition with them, and Cen Zhiyuan was seriously injured, or his little sister saved him regardless of his previous suspicions.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the porridge that was walking in the front, and saw that the little girl was still so young, she was able to lift the plaque that was taller than her, and the pace of going down the mountain was also very steady, and she didn't let the plaque bump at all, and she was even more surprised.

The small ones are so powerful, so do you need to talk about the big ones?

"No, I'm going to Sanqingguan to worship." Immediately, pilgrims who had originally planned to go to Baiyun Temple went to Sanqing Temple.

There are also some incense sticks, which happen to be empty, and come over to see the excitement.

Li Yuanming naturally wished that there would be more people, and the more people there were, the more Baiyunguan would not dare to regret it.

At this time, Xuan Ling, the master of Baiyun Temple, listened to the sound of gongs and drums, and his face was dark, this Li Yuanming was too shameless!

Xun Huai's bet failed, and the disciples didn't dare to hide it from him, so they told him as soon as possible.

At that time, Xuan Ling knew that things were not good, and he wanted to go to Li Yuanming to talk about this matter in private, but he didn't want to be like this, and begged for mercy, but he didn't expect this guy to come with gongs and drums, looking like he was afraid that people wouldn't know about it.

After fighting for so many years, he didn't know what he thought, but he just wanted to rely on the pressure of public opinion to force him to honestly hand over the Taoist temple.

But this is the foundation of their Baiyun Temple for thousands of years, where can he let it be destroyed in his hands, and the corners of his mouth are on fire for a while.

The disciples were also confused and asked, "Master, what should we do?" ”

Xuan Ling took a deep breath, "What else can I do, what did you think when you bet!"

Hearing this, someone muttered in a low voice: "It's Senior Brother Xun who wants to bet." "They don't.

However, they didn't expect them to really win, and they were a little flustered for a while.

Xuan Ling looked at them, couldn't help but shake his head, a little disappointed, it's all at this time, what they think about is just passing the buck, there is no unity at all, how to support Baiyunguan.

However, this is not the time to teach disciples, listening to the sound of gongs and drums getting closer and closer, he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Go prepare tea, and then immediately find someone with fast legs to invite Elder Su." ”

Elder Su is the old man who presided over the Xuanmen Conference that day, he is currently the highest ranking in the Xuanmen Sect, and he is also the most prestigious person, with him, maybe Baiyun Temple can still have a chance to turn around.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the main hall to put incense on it, and said with a sad face: "Master Zu, the disciple is not filial, I am afraid that I will not be able to keep the Baiyun Temple today." ”

Speaking of this, he choked in his heart, closed his eyes, his face was full of pain, and when he heard that Li Yuanming was already calling him, he opened his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and walked out.

At this time, a large number of people had gathered outside the door, in addition to the people brought by Li Yuanming, there were also many people who ate melons.

Seeing Xuan Ling and them come out, the porridge porridge had a small chest and a plaque held higher.

However, she is still a little bit now, and even if she lifts it high, she is only up to the waist of an adult.

Xuan Ling lowered his head and looked at the little girl, he had a headache for a while, obviously he had heard of the name of porridge porridge a long time ago.

Looking at the huge "Sanqingguan" above, my eyelids jumped again.

The little girl is young, but she is very powerful, she has already suffered a loss, Xuan Ling didn't dare to be careless, and said with a smile: "The little girl is tired, Shijie, don't take the plaque yet." ”

As he spoke, he gave his disciple a look and motioned him to take the plaque away, but the porridge refused, and with a slight shake of his little hand, the disciple named Shijie couldn't take it away.

She blinked her eyes, a smile appeared on her little face, and a small pear vortex appeared on her lips, which looked very pleasing, and she just smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Xuanling for your concern, but don't need it, let's just come by ourselves." ”

As she spoke, she handed the plaque to Mu Xuan and Qin Yan and said, "Senior brother, Dad, you are tall, please hang this up." ”

Hearing this, Mu Xuan bowed slightly, beckoned, and immediately someone came over with a ladder.

The corners of Xuan Ling's mouth twitched, they even brought a ladder!

Knowing that they were difficult, I didn't expect them to be so difficult to deal with.

Xuan Ling was so anxious that his mouth was dry, but he didn't dare to turn his face in public at this time, so he could only say with a smile: "Don't worry, let's go have a cup of tea first, the weather is strangely cold." ”

Hearing this, Li Yuanming and Mu Xuan glanced at each other, this old thing really used a procrastination trick.

But today, even if he dragged it until the king of heaven Lao Tzu came, he had to hang up the sign of their Sanqingguan!

Thinking about it, Li Yuanming's face smiled even happier, and said, "Then thank you Senior Brother Xuanling, it's all a family, so we won't be polite to you." ”

Who's a family with you!

Xuan Ling was so angry, Li Yuanming, who had been cheeky before, couldn't help it, not to mention that now he was caught with pigtails, so he didn't dare to do anything with him, so he could only pull the corners of his mouth and say, "Senior brother, don't be polite." ”

Li Yuanming glanced at him, who is the junior brother?

After a while, let him change his name to the Lord!

He was not afraid, he turned his head and said directly: "Everyone has worked hard, let's go in and have a cup of tea together." ”

The pilgrims thought they couldn't eat the melons, but when they heard this, they immediately went into a lively scene.

was so angry that Xuan Ling's face almost couldn't be controlled.

He forced a smile.

Porridge ran over very blindly, with a tender white face, and her voice was milky, but the words she said stabbed the knife in the heart.

She said: "Uncle Xuanling, I am the grandfather of the big fool, you are his junior brother, you should also call me grandpa." ”

As she spoke, she shook her little hand and added very understandingly: "In the future, we will discuss our own affairs, I will call you uncle, and you will call me grandpa!" ”