The Lotus Festival has existed in the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain for a long time.

Of course, there have been other pujas, but when the founder leaves the upper house, that puja will disperse, and of course, not completely, because the people who have made friends in the puja will still be in touch with each other to some extent, and they will help each other if something happens.

Tiandu Mountain is so big, there are so many disciples in the door, the disciples in the upper courtyard come and go, and many people never return, scattered all over the world, or worship for some families, enjoy the wealth of the world, or seek seclusion and explore the cave, and die out.

However, this lotus puja has been passed down for a long time, and the leader of this generation of puja is Senior Sister Jin Ling.

Zhao Yingyun didn't know why Jin Ling said this, and she didn't know where she knew about the conflict with the Xu family, but these can be thought about later.

Because now everyone's eyes fell on him, he looked at the person who spoke, his eyes swept over the others, and saw the confusion and surprise in the eyes of the others, and some even narrowed their eyes, as if to think about the reason.

But no one spoke.

Because everyone knows that monks will not easily offend people like this, when someone will talk like this, directly offend a person, and leave no face and leeway, there must be a great enmity behind it.

There must be a far-reaching reason in the dark corner of the exposed corner.

Zhao Yingyun's gaze fell on a slightly chubby face, the other party sat on the chair, his hands on both sides, and the gray and black robe he was wearing, he could feel the texture of his robe, which must be woven with silk, which had the effect of repelling dust and evil spirits.

His chin was slightly raised, and he sat next to Xu Yacheng, looking arrogant.

And Xu Yacheng lowered his head and drank the wine.

Zhao Yingyun looked at him, and before he could speak, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "This senior brother, don't you have some misunderstanding with me. ”

"Hehe, you also deserve to talk to me about misunderstandings?" The chubby Taoist said.

Zhao Yingyun didn't look at him again, but turned his head to look at Senior Sister Jin Ling, and in his eyes, Huang Ying, who called herself Fire Spirit, was stunned and nervous.

"Senior Sister Jin Ling, can you tell me, what is this person's surname?" Zhao Yingyun said.

The others looked at Zhao Yingyun, and she was the same, but when Zhao Yingyun asked her, she picked up a cup of tea and said: "His surname is Zheng, his single name is a Wei character, and he calls himself Wuwei Daoren." ”

After she finished speaking, she also looked up at Zhao Yingyun, but saw the smile on the corner of Zhao Yingyun's mouth, but there seemed to be an inexplicable chill in his eyes, and he only heard him say: "Okay, I remember, thank you senior sister for introducing me, today, junior brother has just entered the upper hospital, and I will meet again in the future, and I will say goodbye." ”

After speaking, he didn't even look at Xu Yacheng and Zheng Wei more, and walked outside.

He didn't want to have any verbal arguments with people here, because this was someone else's home field, and they were all the same puja people.

He didn't know why Jin Ling called him in and provoked the matter between himself and Xu Yacheng, but he knew that there must be no conflict here, otherwise it would become someone else's knife.

Moreover, he has only only entered the upper courtyard, and even if he has a lot of magical powers in the talisman seeds that he has formed after building his foundation, he has not yet developed into spells and strength.

When I walked out of the door, I faintly heard someone say, "I have some character, Senior Sister Jin Ling, you invited it, just leave." ”

"The Lotus Festival, naturally, comes and goes freely, not to mention, he didn't join the Lotus Festival at all, of course, I just specially introduced his name to you today."

"What, senior sister, is there anything special about his name?" Someone asked curiously.

"A name is a name after all, it's not special, it depends on what this person has done and what he will do in the future, don't you say, Senior Brother Lingya?" Jin Ling said with a smile.

"Senior sister said well, some names are the names of living people, and some are destined to become the names of dead people." Xu Yacheng picked up a glass of wine on the table beside him, said slowly, and raised his head to drink after speaking.

"That's a good point." Jin Ling clapped his hands and said: "Senior Brother Lingya's words are full of Taoist meaning, a person's life is from birth to death, and everyone has a death, but my generation's cultivation is not exactly looking for that way of immortality?" Does Senior Brother Lingya want to compare Shouyuan with that Zhao Yingyun? ”

Xu Yacheng put down the cup, the cup fell on the table, making a soft sound, he looked up at Jin Ling, but he was thinking in his heart: "What does this Dharma Master mean?" Why did you call that Zhao Yingyun in, did you want to put your contradiction with that Zhao Yingyun on the surface? ”

Thinking of this, Xu Yacheng thought again: "But it doesn't matter, anyway, I originally wanted to isolate Zhao Yingyun in the upper courtyard, so that he has no friends, no matter what I want to do to him in the future, there will be less variables and resistance." ”

"Also, has she realized that our Xu family wants to take away her Lotus Festival, so she suddenly called Zhao Yingyun in, wanting to use this person to attack my prestige? Hehe, she really thinks too much, how dare this Zhao Yingyun go toe-to-toe with me in front of everyone, he is just an assassin at best. ”

"Uncle Clan said that our Xu family must make people unable to find anything wrong on the bright side, and everyone has nothing to say when taking things, so let's take your lotus puja first."

Xu Yacheng said with a smile: "Senior sister, I don't know this person, but I have a cousin who used to practice in the lower courtyard, and later died on the way to office, and we are still investigating who my cousin has a grudge with, and I want to ask that senior brother Zhao if I have the opportunity." ”

Without waiting for Jin Ling to speak, he stood up again and said, "Of course, it is all my fault that I disturbed the atmosphere of the festival because of one person, and tomorrow, I will send you a bottle of Spiritual Cultivation Pill." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces were a little strange, because just now everyone could see that this person was invited in by Jin Ling, the person she introduced, and named Xu Yacheng, it seemed that he was picking out the contradiction between the two here.

Or it can be said that it was actually Jin Ling who stiffened the atmosphere of the festival, but now Xu Yacheng apologized on his behalf and sent a bottle of elixir to everyone.

So everyone's eyes fell on Jin Ling's face, and some of them clapped their hands and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Lingya has come to the Festival, but it has brought some new atmosphere, not bad." ”

Jin Ling also smiled.

Huang Ying behind her was also more happy, clapping her hands gently, the elixir of raising spirits is precious for the foundation building monks, this pill, he raises the spirit of human nature.

And in order to earn some cultivation resources, she was working in that secular room, so she would naturally be very happy after hearing that there was a bottle of spiritual elixir.

However, when she saw her senior sister turn her head to look at her, the smile on her face suddenly stopped.

Because she felt that although her senior sister was laughing, her eyes were cold, and there was an anger that wanted to kill hidden in them.