The square-faced man holding the Nanmu flute saw the people in the bun, he clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a gentle smile: "The disciple of Huayinmen, Liang Yu, has seen Senior Brother Qi, Senior Brother Lin, and the brothers and sisters of the Bun Xia Mountain, and they have not had time to visit Orchid Yuan in person in a hurry, so don't be surprised." ”

Qi Yuzheng and Lin Xueshu immediately got up and returned the salute.

Qi Yuzheng, who was a big disciple of Jixia this time, said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liang has seen the outside, Jixia Mountain and Huayinmen have always been a family, and red tape is exempt. ”

Probably because people who are good at music and rhythm are people in temperament, Liang Yuhao laughed unabashedly: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Liang Yu turned his head again, and said to Lin Xueshu with a smile: "Senior Brother Lin, I heard that after the separation last time, you stayed at home on Feilai Peak, and devoted yourself to studying the scriptures and texts. ”

"Senior Brother Liang's words are serious, I am not more than Erer in the music and rhythm, at most it can only be regarded as an exchange, where can I afford to ask for advice, if you have any doubts, I will definitely teach you what I know. ”

"Thank you, senior brother!" Liang Yu respectfully clenched his fists in thanks.

After a polite greeting, the disciples of the two factions sat back in their respective seats.

"Senior brother, do you still know five tones and six rhythms?" Zhang Zishan asked curiously.

"I just know a little bit about the skin. Lin Xueshu nodded and replied.

"But look at that Liang Yu's respectful and teachable appearance, senior brother, you don't look like a layman who knows a little about fur. Zhang Zishan sighed and said: "I knew this was the case, when I was bored on Jixia Mountain, I should have asked my senior brother to play the piano and music, how carefree." ”

Zhang Zishan patted his head again and said in frustration: "That's it, don't mention it, what am I doing when I run down the mountain to suffer from the crime?"

All the people of Huayin Gate stepped into the Haihui Hall in front of them, and there was a sound of neat footsteps on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping.

A group of sword-carrying women walked into the temple.

For a while, the eyes of the hall were focused on the bodies of these more than ten women.

The female disciples of this line of Snow Breeze Villa are like the peerless beauties who came out of the picture of the ladies, but unfortunately they have a cold temperament that no one can approach, even before this, Zhang Zishan, who was eager to see the fairy style, after glancing at one of the female disciples of the Snow Villa, immediately looked away with lightning speed, and did not dare to take another look.

Since the battle between good and evil, An Zhiruo does not care about the rivers and lakes, compared to the Jixia Mountain, which has gradually hidden the world and deliberately converged on the edge over the years, it is more secluded, so there is not much intersection with the other four factions, and the friendship is superficial, if it is not for the meeting of the Muru Temple involving the resurgence of the dragon, please not move the big Buddha on the big snow mountain at all, and the female disciples led by them are simply bowed to the two factions of the Huayin Sect of the Bunxia Mountain, and there is no much intersection after the two factions return the salute, and they go straight to the seat.

At this time, a group of monks who attended the meeting of Muru Temple also came to the hall, one by one and greeted the various sects in the hall, Bai Yun was surprised to find that Fa Yu was also among them, and after the two looked at each other, they nodded their heads in understanding.

Looking at the Haihui Hall, the four major sects of the five major sects have already entered the seats, but the Qingxuan Sword Sect, the promoter of this Muru Temple meeting, has not shown up for a long time.

Finally, a group of high-crowned green shirts stepped into the main hall quickly, led by a disciple of green shirts with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and he bowed his hand and said: "The mountain road is rugged and has taken the wrong road, delaying the hour, and making you wait for a long time. ”

After saying that, a group of Qingxuan Sword Sect disciples hurriedly entered the table.

Bai Yun's eyes swept over, but he couldn't find the five green-shirted disciples in the Drunken Flower Building, his heart suddenly tightened, and he thought in his heart: Where did those green-shirted disciples go, why aren't they in this meeting of Muru Temple? Could it be that Liu Wei's death is still to come?

When passing by the seat of Jixia Mountain, the thoughtful phoenix-eyed man passed over Bai Yun's body, and then flashed a trace of gloom, and finally his gaze fell on the cowhide bladder on Bai Yun's waist.

A thin old monk walked out of the back hall of the main hall and stopped at the top of the hall.

Bai Yun was slightly stunned, the monk standing at the head of the main hall was very familiar, it was the old monk who lived in that simple courtyard, but last night's shabby gray clothes were replaced by a brocade robe.

Bai Yun looked at the top of the hall again, Fa Yu was concentrating on his hands with his hands together, and couldn't help but be slightly speechless, he couldn't imagine that Fa Yu's master was actually the presiding officer of Muru Temple.

The meeting of Muru Temple lasted for two hours, formulated a strategy of encirclement and suppression, and set to set off early tomorrow morning, the five factions set off together to the endless sea, sweeping away the remnants of the Tianlong Society.

After the meeting of Muru Temple ended, the people of Jixia immediately returned to Lanyuan.

A golden silk mountain and river fan in his hand swayed back and forth, and this unserious boy with a good hair was walking in the yard to enjoy the flowers.

Bai Yun and the others all sat around the stone table in the courtyard, and the scene of the gloomy orchid was tasteless

Chen Jing brewed a few cups of tea and served a cup to each of the people who were at a loss.

"At the meeting of the Muru Temple, the tongues of the various factions were endless, and they probably didn't know anything about the meeting of the Muru Temple, and they were all kept in the dark. Lin Xueshu picked up the tea lid with two fingers, scraped off the tea residue and then covered the tea lid, and tasted it unintentionally.

Qi Yuzheng had a calm and unhurried expression at all times, took a sip of steaming tea and said: "Liu Weiji's action is really extremely vicious, and he is determined to push the disciples of the five factions into the fire pit. ”

Chen Cheng, who had never spoken much, asked: "Two senior brothers, after listening to the ins and outs of the whole thing last night, I thought about it all night, and I still don't understand something. ”

"What's the matter?" Lin Xueshu picked up a piece of tea that had been soaked in boiling water, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, the thick sweet and astringent tea flavor was like a hanging beam thorn stock, keeping his mind clear and calm.

"In Liu Weiji's chessboard, the disciples of the four factions are just useless chess pieces that are regarded as useless pawns, in this case, why does Liu Weiji still take the trouble to promote the meeting of Muru Temple? Directly deceive the disciples of the four factions to the place of conspiracy, and then let the Heavenly Dragon Society make a move?" Chen Cheng bluntly said the doubts in his heart.

Bai Yun, who had been sitting silently on the sidelines, listened to it, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and suddenly turned his head to Chen Cheng to cast his gaze, since he saw through the conspiracy of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, he had been pondering how to find a flaw in Liu Weiji's chess game, but he ignored why Liu Weiji had to go to great lengths to promote the meeting of Muru Temple.

Lin Xueshu was thoughtful, and woke up the dreamer with a word: "For the dead ghost." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Lin Xueshu then said in detail: "The meeting of Muru Temple is precisely Liu Weiji's cleverness, and he is a clever hand. The first to find that there are traces of the remnants of the Tianlong Society on the endless seaside is Muru Temple, and it is the Qingxuan Sword Sect that promotes the meeting of Muru Temple, and the two factions are connected into a line, in other words, Muru Temple is the initiator of the entire Muru Temple Society, pull Muru Temple down this troubled water, in case the conspiracy is exposed, no one can get out of it, and it can also unite with the Tianlong Society to splash dirty water to Muru Temple. ”

Everyone was speechless, and even Zhang Zishan, who was walking in the yard and admiring the flowers, frowned.

After a long silence, footsteps came from outside the courtyard, which made everyone who was already like a tense bowstring sit on pins and needles.

Liang Yu walked into the courtyard with a guqin and a nanmu flute hanging from his waist, and happened to see Jixia sending everyone to drink tea in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lin, why did you leave in a hurry after the meeting of Muru Temple, I also plan to discuss with you about the knowledge of music, don't you come in a hurry with the piano, look at this garden full of orchids, if you can play a song, wouldn't it be the icing on the cake?"

"Since Senior Brother Liang is so enthusiastic, Senior Brother Lin, you can play a song. Qi Yuzheng put down the teacup and gently pulled down Lin Xueshu's sleeve.

"yes, play a song. Zhang Zishan also made up the excitement.

Lin Xueshu is delicate, Qi Yu Zheng is well versed in this move, the Muru Temple will be silent and silent, the Qingxuan Sword Sect has cast many unclear glances in the hall, and they have been written down by Lin Xueshu and Qi Yuzheng one by one, and the other garden where the Qingxuan Sword Sect is staying is near the Orchid Garden, if you refuse Liang Yu's request to compose music at this time, you will be detected by the eyeliner that the Qingxuan Sword Sect has placed in the dark, which will definitely arouse the suspicion of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

In the Orchid Garden, the music is melodious.

In the lotus garden not far away, the man in green shirt with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes is sitting on the stone chair by the trickling lotus pond, listening to the melodious tune, staring intently at the lotus flowers in the pond.

A disciple in a green shirt came to the next door of the phoenix-eyed man, and said with his hand: "Senior brother, Jing Yuan, they have arrived at the foot of Muru Mountain, do you want to let them go up the mountain?" By the way, he also said that if Senior Brother asks them to wait at the bottom of the mountain, then he will bring a message to you, Senior Brother. ”

"What message?" asked the man with phoenix eyes.

"They said that the secret letter had been stolen by the people of the Bun Mountain. ”

The man in the phoenix-eyed green shirt smiled instead of being angry, and his eyes that seemed to be overflowing with spiritual light rose sharply, and he sneered: "Senior brother, do you remember the three people who fought to the death by the Yangtze River that night?"

The man in the green shirt recalled for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Then do you remember the wounded man and woman in the Lei Yin Temple?" the phoenix-eyed man asked again.

"Of course I remember, aren't they all the same person?" The man in the green shirt fell like a cloud: "Senior brother, please make it clear!"

"That Xing Jiaxia disciple, don't you see any clues?" The man with phoenix eyes raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of bait into the lotus pond, and suddenly the koi swimming in the pond appeared one after another, adding the finishing touch to the poetic lotus pond.

The man in the green shirt pondered for a long time until Bai Yun's face blurred across his heart, and he suddenly patted his head and revealed a strange smile.

"It's funny. The corners of the phoenix-eyed man's mouth hooked, making people shudder: "You go and tell Jing Yuan, let them not rush up the mountain first." ”

The man with phoenix eyes stared at the koi that was gradually dispersing, and muttered to himself: "I thought that as long as I could pull Muru Temple down this troubled water, Master's layout would be foolproof, but I didn't expect to get unexpected surprises, Jixia Mountain is famous all over the world, and I have been sitting in the position of the first Dao Court in the world for too long, if I drop a few drops of thick ink on the white paper of Jixia Mountain, I think it should also move my butt." ”