After Leng Yue took the big hand of the broken cultivator and left, he didn't go too far, but found a relatively hidden place to squat on the ground, and looked at the group of people who came not far away......

"What are you doing here, aren't you candy buyers?" asked Po Xiu a little unhappily.

"Buy, I'll go over and buy it in a while, let's count how many people will come here, okay?

"Really?"

"Really!" Leng Yue replied without hesitation, after all, what are a few sugar people?

What he needed to know was who these people were, why they came here, and whether they could find any trace of Master's crazy scholar in them.

Leng Yue stopped speaking after speaking, and stared straight at the group of people walking in front of him. Some of these people carried wooden ladders in their hands, some carried hoes and crowbars on their shoulders, and some people still held packages that looked very heavy in their hands, but they didn't know what they contained.

Among the group, there was a gorgeously dressed young man, he wore a black face scarf, but the face cloth could not block the nobility that emanated from his body.

He walked at the front of the team, his steps were light, and at a glance he knew that his cultivation level was not low, but he was the best among people.

They swaggered to the Dragon Pavilion where a big pit had been blown out, and with a wave of one hand, the young man saw a group of people jumping towards the deep pit......

Thinking of what Luo Ming said, You Long Sword was in Your Excellency You Long, Leng Yue instantly understood, it seems that this group of people want to dig three feet into the ground and continue to look for You Dragon Sword?

Leng Yue felt for a moment that this group of people was really insatiable, and they would not die until the Yellow River. After thinking about it, yes, people who dare to openly raze Youlong Pavilion to the ground, what else would they not dare to do?

Looking at the package in their hands, with their well-trained cooperation, Leng Yue's thoughts were instantly clear, and it seemed that the only way to control the development of this matter was the current imperial court, especially those black-gunpowder, which was expressly forbidden to carry under the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Leng Yue couldn't help but gasp, it seems that this is a conspiracy from beginning to end, no wonder the master crazy scholar was in a hurry to say that he was going to leave when he saw the four famous families.

Leng Yue thought to himself, and suddenly a big hand behind his back suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and then someone said, "What's so nice about this? Hide, or the old man will take you up to watch it?"

This sudden action frightened Leng Yue, who was in deep thought, jumped, and he quickly calmed down before saying, "Don't scare me, senior repair, I'm cowardly." I just want to go up and see it, but if they kill me, who will talk to you to relieve your bore......dom?

As soon as he heard that there was no sugar man to eat, Po Xiu immediately lowered his face and said, "Who dares to kill you? ”

"What if your apprentice wants to kill me?" Leng Yue seemed to come out with a sentence, but in fact, he just wanted to test this old man, whether he was really confused or pretending to be confused.

Po Xiu immediately shook his head desperately, and said, "How could my apprentice kill you? He is a good man, he always buys me candy to eat, and you see that he still has to send the old man to practice the scriptures." ”

Leng Yue suddenly couldn't help laughing, he said with a smile: "Don't blame the seniors, the late life is just an analogy, it's not true." ”

But he secretly said in his heart that if he was a good person, there would be no bad people in the world.

"Oh, that's good, that's good, but whoever wants to kill you except my apprentice, I'll help you kill him, okay?" said the old man with a grinning face.

"Well, the seniors are so good to the juniors, the sugar man is full!" After speaking, Leng Yue got up and pulled Po Xiu and left quietly......

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At this time, in the Shenmo Pavilion of Dongfang Mountain, after settling down with the friends who were invited to the mountain, Moying accompanied the second senior brother, the fourth senior brother was talking in this pavilion, and the third senior sister was quiet, and Yan Yishan was naturally responsible for making tea.

Due to the many inconveniences caused by the accompanying guests, Qin Su, the fourth senior brother at this time, couldn't hide the joy in his heart and said: "The little junior brother is really the little junior brother, as the master said, only the little junior brother is the little junior brother!"

When he said this, people who didn't understand thought he was talking nonsense, but they didn't know that this was the evaluation that Beishan Zhuge Wenwu gave to his little junior brother Mo Ying: If he was like you, he wouldn't be your little junior brother!

"Fourth Senior Brother has won the award, thank you for helping my friend!" Mo Ying said, with a smile on his face that he had not seen in Beishan for a long time, this is a smile that only exists at home.

Qin Su nodded silently, the cold and handsome face of the second senior brother also melted for the first time, and he took over and said: "Faith is the driving force for a person to move forward, this time the little junior brother has returned from learning, thanks to the little junior sister's shirt, it must have been a difficult and dangerous journey, and you have to work hard, don't be lazy." ”

Mo Ying nodded, and looked at Yan Shirt with gratitude, Yan Shirt smiled lightly, and continued to make tea in his hand.

There are not too many polite words between each other, the scenery outside the Shenmo Pavilion in Bishan is beautiful, but Moying has no intention of appreciating it, his heart has been thinking about the several round pillars of this Shenmo Pavilion, his eyes will stay on the pillars for a long time, he saw some names he had heard, such as the names of Lin Xi, Jasven and others, and remembered some unfamiliar names. And some of the names suddenly disappeared when he first wrote them down, and some unfamiliar names would be added.

The second senior brother saw these in his eyes and said: "Don't deliberately remember the names on this, they are like spring, summer, autumn and winter, the moon is lacking and the moon is full, they are always changing, the world is so big, there are countless cultivators, why should you deliberately care about these?"

After Lin Leng finished speaking, Mo Ying raised his head and wanted to speak, but Qin Su asked first, "Second Senior Brother, you said that the words on these pillars are all the names of cultivators?"

"Yes, this Divine Ink Pavilion seems to be just a simple pavilion, but when the ancestor built this pavilion, it incorporated the wisdom of the top cultivators at that time, such as the top artifact masters, rune masters, nian masters, and sword masters. It also broke the view of Buddhism and Taoism, and fused its super wisdom with the endless vitality of heaven and earth, and sealed it in this pavilion and appeared on the pillar. No matter what realm a practitioner is, there will be no master in his heart who believes in each cultivator, and everything he thinks and thinks in his heart is between the vitality of heaven and earth, so there are these names that you see. ”

After speaking, Lin Leng looked at Mo Ying, as if he was waiting for him to ask him a question, because this little junior brother used to be the one with the most questions.

However, this time, Mo Ying didn't speak, he remembered the small stone house in the Medicineless Mountain, and naturally he could understand what Senior Brother Lin Leng said.

Qin Su was confused, he pondered for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, why did these names disappear and be replaced by new names? Why has the name on one of the pillars never changed?"

"These six eaves represent the different levels of the cultivation realm, what has changed may be the broken mirror, or it may have disappeared, and the one that has not changed is of course the advanced people in the current cultivation realm, why do the four junior disciples feel that the cultivation master is the radish in our vegetable garden?

Qin Su shook his head and said: "I used to come to this pavilion often, but I noticed it, if it weren't for the few names I heard in the flat village at the foot of the mountain this time, I don't know what is written on it." ”

Lin Leng nodded, and said, "Master doesn't say this, because I hope that my disciples from other mountains will not be disturbed by the outside world, concentrate on cultivation, and not chase after comparison." Cultivation is a kind of homework, in addition to being talented, the desire to be fast is not reached, and fighting to win is a taboo in cultivation. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother, but why doesn't this pillar have the name of my disciple from another mountain?" Qin Su asked.

Lin Leng looked at Mo Ying before Mo Ying spoke, "I have heard this question from the little master in the Medicineless Mountain. ”

He said: What can be recorded is not necessarily the most powerful, but the silent may be the most powerful existence, just like the vitality between heaven and earth, the scorching sun, mountains, and rivers in the sky are always unknown, but their power is incomparable! Only those who strive for fame and fortune will value these illusory things, fight for them, take the past, and finally die.

After Mo Ying finished speaking, his expression fell, and it seemed that he remembered the old man in the Medicineless Mountain. Seeing that the brothers and sisters didn't speak, they simply told the story of what happened in the drug-free mountain from beginning to end......

By the time he finished, more than an hour had passed. After Lin Leng drank a cup of Beishan tea, he suddenly got up and looked at the distance outside the pavilion and said, "Little junior brother, you should leave Beishan." ”

Mo Ying was stunned for a moment, then got up and asked, "What do you mean by this, Senior Brother?"

Lin Leng opened his mouth and said: "This is the meaning of the old master, he knows that you have returned to the mountain, and the few friends you brought back are all related to other mountains, so they will stay in other mountains for the time being, and guiding their cultivation is the homework given to me by the master, and you need to go to Jiangnan Youlong Villa as soon as possible, find your uncle's crazy pen scholar, and pick up your aunt Yan Feiyan and several other disciples of other mountains, I am afraid that it will change if it is too late." ”

"Second Senior Brother, can't you let the little senior brother go down the mountain tomorrow? He hasn't rested since he came back?" Yan Shirt snatched the words and said, her words full of concern.

"You can control the flying dragon with the beast sword, the speed is unmatched, take the little monk of the White Horse Temple down the mountain immediately." ”

"Why Xiao Xuanzi?" asked Moying.

"He is from the White Horse Temple, and he has a deep relationship with my mountain, and the master said that only he can help you, as for why, you will know. ”

Lin Leng finished speaking and was about to leave, but was dragged by Yan shirt, who smiled and said coquettishly: "Senior brother, can I also accompany the little senior brother?"

Lin Leng's face suddenly turned cold, and he said very unkindly: "No, during this time, you go back to the Xuanyu Cave to retreat, you slack off in your cultivation, and you are not allowed to leave the Xuanyu Cave for a single step." ”

Seeing that the handsome face carved by the second senior brother's ghost axe was full of frost, although she was unhappy in her heart, she still nodded and said, "Yes, second senior brother!"

Lin Leng walked out of the pavilion, suddenly stopped, turned around and said: "The world is changing, Datang will usher in a catastrophe, I, the people of Datang, the disciple of the Holy Mountain, should take precautions." Qin Su Liushan entertains guests, don't waste the course, I'll go to Fuziling, and I'll go back to your third senior sister immediately. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Leng's figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only an afterimage, Mo Ying and Qin Su glanced at each other, smiled, and then also came out of the Divine Ink Pavilion.

Leaving Yan shirt alone, he muttered to himself: "Stinky Second Senior Brother, it's so powerful, hum!"