Five days later.

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, a small group of people and horses ushered in, but seeing that there were about 20 people, the first six people were in front of the horses, and behind them were eighteen heavily armed black-clothed people.

Soon, I saw the leader of the man raise one arm lightly, and the people behind him immediately pulled the reins of their horses and silently looked at the beautiful woman in black embroidery at the front.

With her pointed chin exposed, the woman in black smiled slightly: "Daochang Zhao, now that we have reached your realm, what should we do, I don't need to teach you, right?" ”

After finishing speaking, a middle-aged man dressed in a true Dao robe took two steps forward, staring at the mountain road in front of him with complicated eyes, and then reached into his arms, took out a ringing arrow, and nodded: "The county lord doesn't need to filter, the poor road knows what to do." ”

After speaking, he threw out the arrow in the eyes of everyone with great interest, but when he heard a loud noise, the arrow rose into the sky and exploded in the sky.

After a while, I saw four Huangguan Dao people rushing down from the mountain, and when they got closer, they first hesitated to look at the group of people and horses with a solemn temperament, and then caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhijing in the team, the four of them glanced at each other slightly, and immediately stepped forward to bow to Zhao Zhijing, and said: "Uncle Zhao, it's you who are back, the disciple hasn't seen Uncle Shi for a few days, but there is a task on his body?" ”

Zhao Zhijing's defection did not spread in the Quanzhen Sect, and only some of the three generations of disciples who were in important positions were known, but now the group of people in power had already been led down the mountain by Yin Zhiping, but none of the four generations of disciples really knew about that incident.

After all, Zhao Zhijing's seniority is there, and this incident can be regarded as a scandal of the Quanzhen Sect, and it is impossible for the six sons of Quanzhen to hype it up, except for some high-level leaders of the backbone elite, no one knows about the ordinary disciples.

Slightly surprised, he glanced at the four of them, the complicated color in Zhao Zhijing's eyes was even stronger, he didn't expect that the sixth son of Quan Zhen didn't tell his disciples about his defection, which could be regarded as saving a trace of his face.

Unexpectedly, he said with some reluctance: "The four senior nephews don't need to be polite, and now the head of the junior brother can be on the mountain?" There are also a few uncles."

Speaking of Yin Zhiping, a trace of resentment crossed Zhao Zhijing's eyes, he hated the partiality of his masters and uncles.

The person who heard the voice shook his head and said, "The head of the sect is not in the door at the moment, he has led the team down the mountain to rush to the invitation initiated by the beggar gang half a month ago, and I think he should be on his way back now." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing's eyes flashed with a deep sense of disappointment, he came this time to regain the position of the head of the sect in the hands of Yin Zhiping, and to humiliate him in person, but who knew that the protagonist was not in the sect at the moment.

As soon as many pictures flashed in my mind, I heard the disciple say again: "As for the senior uncles and ancestors, they have been in retreat for many days, and the disciples don't know when their old men will be released. ”

Seeing his own people, this disciple's vigilance was all let go at once, and private situations such as retreat were also informed, thinking that Zhao Zhijing should have some prestige in the Quanzhen Sect for so many years, otherwise it would not be like this.

After hearing the words such as retreat, the county lord Huang Jia smiled slightly, spread out the white jade folding fan with his small hand and shook it gently.

Thinking that he saw that this group of people was not ordinary, the leading disciple hesitated for a while and asked, "Uncle Zhao, who are these people?" ”

The probe pointed at Huang Jia and the others, and Zhao Zhijing's chin rose slightly: "These are my most honored guests, I heard that my sect is the first Xuanmen authentic sect in the Central Plains, and this time I came with me to visit a few uncles." ”

"I see."

Nodding, the four of them looked at the three brothers Pei Bin and Bagatul who were dressed strangely, and were just about to reply, only to hear the loud music on the mountain, sixteen Taoist priests played the sheng and beat it out, lined up next to the road to greet them, and another sixteen Taoist priests held wooden swords, iron bowls and other magic weapons.

The moment they saw Zhao Zhijing, their faces were momentarily stunned, and they thought, isn't Yin Zhangjiao back? How is Uncle Zhao?

It turned out that when they saw the arrow, they all thought that it was Yin Zhiping's class teacher returning to the mountain, so they went out to greet him with great fanfare, but who thought that it was Zhao Zhijing, who had not seen him for a long time.

Although disappointed, but it is also the orthodox kung fu that they have learned, and this bit of qi cultivation kung fu is still there, and they continue to line up to greet each other after only a moment of surprise.

Zhao Zhijing naturally saw the stunned on their faces, and a strong jealousy instantly flashed in his heart, but he also didn't press it and calmly accepted their procession.

In this way, the group of people and horses embraced the front and back, and went straight to the mountain.

On the way, Zhao Zhijing, who was the leader, couldn't help but hate in his heart: "When the position of the head of the sect falls into my hands, what should I do when I look at your face!?" ”

Just for a pomp, it can be said that it is extremely cautious.

Huang Jia behind him naturally saw Zhao Zhijing's facial expression clearly, so he shook his head invisibly, and said secretly: "This person is really a pustule."

Soon, the group all came to the outside of Chongyang Palace, and looked at it at a glance, but saw more than 500 Taoists in the palace lined up from the main hall to more than ten zhang outside the mountain gate, only to hear the boring of the bronze bell, the rumbling of the leather drum, and hundreds of Taoist priests bowed down and waited.

Seeing such a solemn and dignified scene, Zhao Zhijing's originally gloomy face couldn't help but be uplifted, and he was full of energy, under the support of sixteen big disciples, Zhao Zhijing first went to the Sanqing Hall to bow to the Yuan Shi Tianzun, Taishang Daojun, Taishang Laojun Sanqing, and then went to the apse to bow to the statue of the founding patriarch Wang Chongyang, and finally hesitated for a moment, or walked to the third hall Quanzhen Seven Sons of the meeting place, bowed to the seven empty chairs, and then returned to the main hall Sanqing Palace.

At this time, the three brothers of Bagatul behind Huang Jia were already impatient and shouted, "What? He who called us to come to see you go to the grave? What about the Seven Sons of Quanzhen? Call them out! ”

As soon as these words came out, they naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of all the true disciples, and they all looked at the three brothers with righteous indignation, and shouted: "What are you talking about?!" We treat each other with courtesy! When you are a guest, don't be too presumptuous! ”

In this regard, Huang Jia did not say anything to stop it, but watched the layout of the Quanzhen Sect left and right with great interest, Zhao Zhijing was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he thought that his trip was originally menacing, and he weighed it again and again, and did not wave his hand to block everyone's questions.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, those old immortals are scared? Bah! What is the authentic Xuanmen, a group of rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death! ”

Abu spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the main hall, and this action immediately ignited the anger of all the true disciples, and the sixteen senior disciples immediately drew their long swords, pointing their swords at the arrogant Abu and shouting: "You have insulted my sect three or four times, is it tolerable or unbearable!" Even though you are Uncle Zhao's guest, I can't spare you if I say anything today! ”

"Hahaha, just rely on you crooked melons and cracked dates?!"

With one foot on the bluestone bricks, Abba took off his hat and threw it to the ground, revealing his eye-catching braids in an instant.

Perhaps seeing the increasing chaos in the field, Huang Jia, who was looking left and right, finally spoke up, only to see her walk lightly to the middle of the crowd, twist the fan and open the fan with a snap, cover her mouth and chuckle: "Your Majesty the Great Khan Yuyin, Qiu Zhenren is respected by me Genghis Khan, and he is now old, but I don't know if he is still alive."

Saying that, his little hand stretched back, Pei Bin immediately stepped forward quickly and handed over a roll of yellow satin, Huang Jia shook it with one hand, looked at the surprised Quanzhen disciples leisurely, and read it out slowly and crisply: "His Majesty the Great Khan's holy decree, enshrine the Quanzhen Sect as the master of the Immortal Performing Dao, the Xuanmen Sect, the Wencui Xuanhongren Guangyi Dazhenren, and the ...... of the Zhulu Taoist Sect."

When it was read out here, seeing that no one in the hall knelt down to listen to the order, Huang Jia didn't care, shook the hair on the back of his head, and said with a smile: "This edict was not originally given to Qiu Zhenren, whoever is in charge of the Quanzhen Sect will be honored to be entitled." ”

After speaking, he slowly glanced at a circle of disciples with different expressions, and said, "Where are you in charge?" ”

"This"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then saw a Taoist who seemed to be in the middle of the sect stepped forward and said: "Now the head of the sect is not in the door, this matter is very big, we dare not make decisions on our own, we need to wait for the head of the sect to return, and listen to his old man's decree." ”

"Hehehehehe, that's easy."

With a snap, he put away the folding fan, Huang Jia threw the yellow satin back with one hand and threw it to Pei Bin, and then walked straight to Zhao Zhijing, looked at the latter meaninglessly, and then smiled at everyone.

"Then choose another head teacher, I think, this Zhao Daochang is very good."

(End of chapter)