Chapter 614: Inexplicable Palace Master

When the defenders of Yangguan City rushed into the Taishou Mansion, there was no survivor here, but for some reason, all the sergeants who had come to the Taishou Mansion felt relaxed, and there was no such thing as the past, as long as they walked in the Taishou Mansion, they were cold to the back, and goosebumps were all over the body. Even the slight smell of blood wafting through the air is not so unacceptable.

Yang Guan Taishou separated his body and head, and he didn't blink an eye, and as for the remnant flower man, there was nothing left except pus. In fact, he left a small magic weapon, but Meng Juntong took it away when he left.

The people of the Remnant Flower Dao are inseparable from the half of the evil book when they walk on this path, and if that thing falls into the hands of other people with unscrupulous intentions, there is no telling how many more people will die in vain.

After leaving the Taishou Mansion, Meng Juntong left Yangguan City directly, the cause and effect here, she has already cleared up, and there is no point in staying here any longer. And the next stop, Meng Juntong has to go to Jinglan School Palace.

That Zhao Guoguo's surname is Gong, Zhao Tianxing, the sage of Jinglan Academy, promised himself that as long as he visited him Jinglan Academy when he returned after he went to Longchuan City, he would give him a great opportunity, and more importantly, Zhao Tianxing promised Meng Juntong that he would personally go to the Yin Soul Ridge to lift the curse shackles on Meng Ze Lanqing's body and help her get rid of the drought ghost road.

Shaohua's pure spirit person fell into the ghost path, and the suffering was huge, and this matter had always been a heart disease in Meng Juntong's heart, although she believed that Zhao Tianxing would not break her promise to her, and along the way, she was also trying to find a way to save Meng Ze Qinglan by herself.

With Meng Juntong's current cultivation, it is not uncertain to forcibly break through the enchantment of Yin Soul Ridge, but what to do next after releasing Meng Ze Lanqing, she has no bottom in her heart.

Previously, Meng Juntong in Longchuan City also asked Luo Wushuang about this question, hoping to get an answer from Luo Wushuang. Keluo Wushuang had no countermeasures against this, but just told her that she could trust Zhao Tianxing in this matter.

Now Meng Juntong's speed can be said to be a thousand miles a day, which is also the reason why she is acting alone on this trip, if she takes Bai Yu and Anice, she will not be able to rush with all her strength after all.

In the evening of last night, Meng Juntong just left Yangqian City, and early this morning, she was already standing at the gate of Jinglan Xue Palace, this place she came to for the first time, but fortunately, Zhao Tianxing had pointed out the geographical location to her in detail, so after a little groping, she found here.

Although it was only early in the morning, the disciples of the school palace had already had their morning class for more than an hour, and at this time the bronze bell rang, and the disciples walked out of the school palace and prepared to go to the dining hall for breakfast.

Soon, someone discovered Meng Juntong who walked slowly from outside the mountain gate, and when he entered the mountain in the early morning, his body was inevitably stained with dew, but Meng Juntong was unaware of this.

Seeing that outsiders entered the mountain, these disciples of the school palace were very curious, and at that moment, a man who looked like a senior stepped forward to greet Meng Juntong: "Hello girl, in the Xu Zifang of the Xia Jinglan School Palace," while speaking, the young man dressed as a Confucian student also bowed respectfully to Meng Juntong and continued: "I don't know which master the girl was invited to enter the mountain?"

Jinglan School Palace has a barrier, outsiders have not been guided, between the vertical and horizontal mountains, it is difficult to find a way to enter the palace, and those who know the way to enter and exit are all masters and sages in the palace, and ordinary disciples need the master to lead the way to be able to enter the mountain.

Therefore, this Xu Zifang will think that Meng Juntong was invited by a certain master and entered the door.

Meng Juntong also returned a salute: "Brother Xu is polite, in the lower Meng Juntong, he was invited by Zhao Tianxing, the sage of Jinglan, to visit the mountain, I don't know if I can pass it on my behalf?"

"What!!!

As soon as Meng Juntong's words came out, all the disciples of the school palace present were shocked, you must know that the Jinglan sage has not entered the world for a full twenty years, and now this Jinglan school palace is the youngest of the seven disciples of the contemporary Jinglan sage in charge of palace affairs, and his name is Lan Hua.

"Girl, you're not joking with me, are you, is it really the Jinglan Sage who invited you here?" Xu Zifang confirmed seriously.

It can be seen that the Confucian style of this Jinglan School Palace is indeed strong, and the students here also have a childlike heart. If it is placed in another sect, when you hear that someone is coming to the door and is going to find the ancestor of your own family, you don't just roll up your sleeves and beat someone.

Meng Juntong nodded at Xu Zifang with a smile, and at the same time took out an object from the Eight Treasures Qiankun bag, which was an orchid-shaped jade plate, which was a token given to her by the sage Jinglan on the occasion of the last separation, saying that if she took this thing to the palace, someone would lead her to see her.

As soon as she saw the orchid jade plate in Meng Juntong's hand, the surrounding school palace disciples suddenly knelt down to Meng Juntong one by one and bowed, which scared Meng Juntong a lot, they were all people of the same generation, she couldn't stand people kowtowing to her.

"What are you doing!" Meng Juntong turned sideways left and right, trying to avoid the kneeling of these students, but found that he had already been surrounded by these students, and he couldn't avoid it no matter how he did.

Xu Zifang said respectfully: "This orchid jade plate is a token of the palace master of Jinglan Xue Palace, the sage has words, the person who holds the orchid jade dish is the palace master of Jing Lan Xue Palace, and Xu Zifang sees the palace master." As he spoke, he bowed three times again.

The rest of the disciples followed Xu Zifang's example, and shouted to meet the palace master while signing up for their own numbers.

Meng Juntong suddenly became a little at a loss, even if he was fighting with Luo Wushuang in Longchuan City, he had never been so nervous, could it be that this was the great opportunity that Zhao Tianxing said to give himself a great opportunity to give him this century-old No. University Palace. But I didn't ask myself if I was willing to accept it, Meng Juntong has always been a carefree person, where can she be the master of the palace, and she is not a Confucian.

In the flash of light, countless thoughts had flashed through her mind, the first of which was that this place should not stay for a long time, and it was better to leave early.

Just as Meng Juntong was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared beside her, and a broad palm lightly rested on Meng Juntong's shoulder, pressing Meng Juntong's heel back to the ground.

"Since you're here, why are you in such a hurry?" spoke in the voice of an old man.

Meng Juntong turned his head to look, and there was an old man with white eyebrows and kind eyebrows: "You are?"

"Old Fu Lanhua, Master Meng Xiaogong, fortunately. ”

"What palace master, I haven't agreed yet!" Meng Juntong casually pushed the orchid jade disc onto Lan Hua's body.

"This jade disc is related to the person you want to rescue later, do you really want to return it to me?" Old Man Lan Hua smiled and raised his hand at the juniors around him: "You all disperse first, I have something to discuss with the little palace master." ”

The disciples promised to leave.