The vicinity of the small courtyard is full of towering trees, and the entire manor is a forest hundreds of feet away, and the quiet woods sometimes come with a gust of breeze.

Everyone was chatting in the courtyard, the ghost rarely talked to the other Hades, the King of Taishan was one, but only occasionally the interest came, although the two of them were almost the same time as the master of the Wanxian Gate, but over the years, the ghost shadow was a little disappointed in the Ghost Immortal Gate, and the retreat time accounted for the majority, so it seemed a little strange to others.

The two chatted about the rise, and the ghost began to be a little moved, "Now Wanxianmen is not as good as it was back then, the old and old, and now, there are more than 100 people left on Huangshan." ”

King Taishan said: "Even if there are only more than 100 people, it is much stronger than the more than 1,000 disciples of these sects now. ”

"That's right, it's much better than these thousand or so scumbags. ”

"Lord Ghost, you said that it would be great if the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disbanded and these sects returned to their original state. King Taishan took the wine glass and drank it all, but his face was full of vicissitudes.

"yes, if we can go back to the way we were, I must kill these bastards. The ghost was masked, but he could feel his gnashing of teeth.

King Tarzan and Ghost Shadow drank a lot, and the two looked at each other drunkenly, and fell on the table together.

Looking at the two of them who were sad, Mo Xuan'er's face was flat, and Li Moru asked, "The holy woman seems to be used to seeing this kind of scene?"

"I'm used to seeing it, but what can I do, the current Wanxianmen, disbanded or not, what's the difference?"

Mo Xuan'er smiled and asked lightly in Li Moru's ear, "Besides, do these things really make sense?"

"Does it make sense?"

Maybe for her, all this is meaningless, so what is her meaning, Li Moru looked at the woman with a hint of blush on her cheeks in front of her, her eyes were full of doubts, she really didn't know anything about her.

Mo Xuan'er saw that Li Moru was looking at herself, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she leaned lightly to her side, leaned on his shoulder, and said in his ear: "Don't move, I'm a little sleepy, borrow your shoulder to lean on." ”

The table was drunk, the breeze was coming, the fragrance of Mo Xuan'er's hair came, and Li Moru sat upright.

When Mo Xuan'er woke up again, there was no one else in the small courtyard, and Li Moru fell asleep leaning on the tip of her hair and leaning on the bamboo chair at some point.

She moved slightly, and Li Moru immediately woke up, "Yes—I'm sorry." ”

Mo Xuan'er smiled, "Come out for a walk with me." ”

"Okay. ”

The moonlight was clear, and the two walked along the path towards Jingzhou City, the shadows of the trees were quiet and dim, like a bottomless abyss, and the two people who were wrapped in the dark night moved forward with the help of the moonlight thrown into the road.

The two walked for more than half an hour before they came to a street, and there were people on the street from time to time, Jingzhou City has been very lively recently, and many taverns and inns are now full of people.

Mo Xuan'er was dressed in green clothes, with her hands behind her back, and walked very calmly.

"Xuan'er, you don't seem to be worried about the Xianmen Conference at all?"

"Is it useful to worry?" Mo Xuan'er slanted the corners of her mouth slightly, and her playful appearance was very cute.

Yes, is it useful to worry? I was worried about that, but in the end, I still couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening, and I thought I thought I thought it through, but it ended up in nothing.

The woman in front of her looked like a young woman, as if she had seen through everything.

The two walked on the street of Jingzhou City, and in a trance saw two acquaintances in an inn not far away, and there was a figure of a man in white with his back to the inn.

"Those two people seem to be familiar. Li Moru pointed to the window, which was open, and several people were talking and saluting each other with cups.

Mo Xuan'er glanced at it, "The Wheel King and the Equality King, I didn't expect it......"

Mo Xuan'er pulled Li Moru, "Let's go, continue to walk, disperse the wine, go out again tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will be the Xianmen Conference, and when the time comes, you will know." ”

Li Moru suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, I remember that Mingjiao seems to have been introduced to Middle-earth by the Tang Dynasty, right?"

"Well, it seems that it was introduced to Middle Earth in the third year of the Great Calendar of Tang Taizong, so how did you join Wanxianmen later?"

"It seems that it was excluded by those famous and decent sects, and at that time, Wanxianmen accepted various sects with orthodox teachings, so they joined. ”

"Then their power is growing quite fast. ”

Mo Xuan'er thought for a while, "At the beginning, it was the same as the current Qingcheng faction, a second- or third-rate sect, and now, the number of forces exceeds that of the Ghost Immortal Sect." ”

"Don't think about it so much, let's go, I'm sleepy. ”

The next day, the scorching sun in Jingzhou City, pedestrians on the road came and went, the two walked on the street, and the place where the two were located was not too far from the place where the Xianmen Conference was held.

The street was lively, and there were many outsiders coming and going, walking, and a group of outsiders came in front of them, dressed gorgeously, followed by a dozen small people.

When a group of people passed by Li Moru, Li Moru took a look, it was still a clumsy makeup technique, and the convoy behind him was pulling some cloth, and a cold light inadvertently flickered in front of him.

Li Moru stopped and looked into the distance, and Mo Xuan'er asked. "Mr. Mu, you seem to have something to say?"

Li Moru said: "I always feel that there is something wrong with this merchant, it should be from that sect again." ”

"Oh, Mr. Mu thinks it's from that sect?"

Li Moru looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and pondered for a moment, "It seems that the person who leads the team looks like Wu Jinghai of the Lingbao Sect." ”

"Wu Jinghai?"

"Well, I've had a lot of contact with this guy before, and I'm still familiar with his shape. ”

Mo Xuan'er looked at him thinking and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, this Xianmen Conference will definitely not be only such a few people, when the time comes, it will be lively, don't think about it." ”

Li Moru nodded and continued walking after him.

The two were walking, and they bumped into a ghost who was wandering outside, and the ghost saw Li Moru and the others, and hurriedly greeted them.

"Xuan'er, why are you two here?"

Mo Xuan'er smiled slightly, "I want to ask Uncle Ghost Shadow for this, Uncle Ghost Shadow is not the kind of person who will come out to hang out." ”

Ghost said: "Isn't there a fairy gate conference tomorrow, when I sat there, I always felt as if something was going to happen, and I couldn't sit still, so I thought about coming out and seeing." ”

"What did Uncle Ghost find?"

Ghost Shadow said: "I walked all the way and found that there were many people from other sects, and I just walked past a group of people from the Spirit Treasure Sect. ”

Li Moru was a little curious and asked, "How did Lord Ghost know that those people were from the Spirit Treasure Sect?"

"When we are old, we don't just look at people with our eyes, just like you, the smell on your body is not the same as the smell on your face. ”

When Li Moru heard this, his face changed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Mo Xuan'er smiled: "It's worthy of my ghost uncle, this nose is still so good." ”

"Then look, why doesn't your father let me go down the mountain to find you every time, my Thousand-Faced Holy Maiden, Mr. Mu can rest assured, you are the person we Xuan'er fancies, no matter who you are, whether you are wearing a mask or not, my ghost will recognize you as a void of wood. ”

Li Moru bowed, these people in front of him were really unpredictable, it turned out that the ghost had long known that he was wearing this mask, the ghost's ability made him admire, and Mo Xuan'er also made him shudder.

When the three of them were about to leave, not far away, a group of disciples of the Maitreya Sect followed a bloated monk who looked to be almost fifty years old, with a rich face and a lovely smile.

The ghost said: "Smiling Buddha?"

"Who is the Smiling Buddha?" asked Li Moru curiously.

"Well, the deputy head of the Maitreya Sect. ”

Li Moru looked at the honest monk not far away, and he couldn't tell at all that this person would be the deputy head of the Maitreya Sect.

"Who is the leader of the Maitreya Sect?"

"Thousand-faced Buddha Han Heng, I haven't seen you for almost two years, have you?"

Mo Xuan'er said: "Well, he couldn't come to the retreat at last year's Xianmen Conference, and I don't know if he can come this year." ”

"These people are becoming more and more presumptuous, but there is no way, who makes us have fewer and fewer people now, and we can't control them anymore. ”

"Why should Uncle Ghost be like this, if you can't control it, you don't care, anyway, these people didn't belong to us in the first place. ”

"That's what I said, but in our name we have become bigger, and now we are weak, which is really ......"

Mo Xuan'er said with a smile: "When did Uncle Ghost Shadow judge strength by the number of people." ”

"What Xuan'er said is, let's go, uncle will accompany you. ”

The three of them stood side by side, Li Moru looked at the many people who appeared around him, some knew some and some didn't, and many acquaintances outside the White Horse Temple passed by.

At noon, the red sun was shining, and the leaves on the branches hid as if frightened by the warm temperature.

"Little Er, is there a place?"

The guy wiped the table towel and threw it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, please upstairs, there are still empty tables upstairs." ”

The ghost said, "Okay, Xuan'er, let's go, let's have lunch." ”

"Hmm. Mo Xuan'er nodded.

Li Moru walked behind, the inn on the first floor was already crowded with people, the noise and the noise of cups colliding with each other filled the entire inn, Li Moru noticed that there was a person in the corner who was holding a wine glass and drinking quietly alone, this person didn't look like a person from Wanxianmen, but there were weapons next to him, and it didn't look like those famous and decent people.

Now in the entire Jingzhou City, the so-called famous and decent families have turned into cows, ghosts, snakes, gods and businessmen and rich merchants, Li Moru feels more strange that the original Xianmen Conference was very secret in order to prevent these famous and decent families from coming in.

So these people are also extra careful when they mix in, even so, people like Mo Xuan'er and Ghost Shadow still recognized it at a glance, so since this is the case, why not give these people some lessons, kill chickens and monkeys, but continue to prepare for the Xianmen Conference, and even have some indulgence.

Is it really because Jingzhou City is a place where the disciples of Wanxianmen gather, so there is nothing to fear, but it shouldn't be, Li Moru's understanding of King Taishan, King Chujiang and Ghost Shadow these days is not the kind of person who is so arrogant.