Behind Zhang Jingxuan, Wan Qing, the owner of the Guangling Scattered Pavilion, listened to Zhang Jingxuan's words, as if she had seen Zhang Jingxuan for the first time, and looked at Zhang Jingxuan with curiosity!

On Zhang Jingxuan's shoulder, the tip of the tail of the green snake protector with the golden light constantly flashing on his body was writing something quickly, Zhang Jingxuan only felt that the dull breath in his heart was finally exhaled, and a smile finally appeared on his face!

It was late at night, and Tian Daoheng, whose face was covered with a black cloth, had been waiting outside the closed Jing Shi stationed outside the mansion for several hours, but this door had never been opened for him!

At some point, snowflakes drifted in the sky.

Tian Daoheng was helpless, he tightened his veil tightly, and walked to the Xiantian Street in the distance to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

I saw that his ass was twisted and twisted, which was extremely miserable.

Some are alive, but they are dead.

For example, Tian Daoheng.

Tian Daoheng's future is destined to be extremely miserable, his face has been remembered by countless people in Fengxian City, he is already a murderer, and now that his cultivation is lost, no one in Fengxian City will ask him to do things, let alone take him in.

He only felt that there was no place for himself in the land of heaven and earth! And the veil could no longer be taken off!

With the vigorous Oiran draft, Guanglingsan's business suddenly became popular.

And then let the people in Fengxian City talk about it, is the Qingcheng faction and the Yanjia faction of Fengxian City's disciple sect rectification, the two factions in Fengxian City often see the rectification of the disciples' bad style posted on the wall, and even name names, although there is no more draft, but the style of the disciples in Fengxian City is a repression!

In Fengxian City, the smiles of the people were much more than ever.

The renovation of Xiantian Street suddenly went exceptionally smoothly, and those residents who were unwilling to move out saw that after being personally persuaded by Commander Zhang Jingxuan, they no longer resisted and even expressed their gratitude.

Therefore, the relocation work was greatly advanced, and Mr. Yu was very satisfied.

Zhang Jingxuan is now cultivating in the mansion, and when he heard that it was the critical moment to break through the seventh heaven of the Dao Law, he strictly ordered outsiders not to disturb him.

The Elder's Mansion, in the study.

The elder of the study sat in the back of the study, holding a copy of the text and was silent for a long time, while the real person of Beifeng stood with his head bowed.

"The head of the sect authorized, the matter of Beichen's disappearance was actually filed with a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, to say that there are talents in this generation of rivers and mountains, when he first started, the head of the family looked down on him, but Zhang Jingxuan, we underestimated it! The Yanjia faction even cooperated with the Qingcheng faction to do the wind suppression movement! Now the one who has not posted a notice is my Jingshi faction, what do you think about Beifeng?" The elder sighed and looked at Beifeng Zhenren.

Beifeng Zhenren pondered for a moment and said: "Now that the Qingcheng Sect and the Yanjia Sect are making frequent moves, they should follow suit for the sake of the name of my Jingshi Sect, otherwise this autumn's recruitment of disciples is only afraid that it will be unfavorable to my Jingshi Sect!"

Elder Xue nodded and said, "That's right, I know Elder Tong too well, he has a steady style but tends to be conservative. It must be strongly supported by his apprentice Jin Shizhen! In this way, I can be coerced to participate in the rectification of the sect together with the Jingshi Sect. Hmph, at this time, Zhang Jingxuan actually cleaned up, and he didn't participate in yesterday's city-themed conference. ”

Beifeng Zhenren frowned and asked: "Yesterday, he didn't participate in the city-themed meeting, Tian Daoheng took advantage of it, he shouldn't be dissatisfied!"

The elder snorted and said: "At such an age, he knows that advance and retreat are terrible! He also knows that the old man who participated in the discussion will not be able to save face, so he will be absent, what is his dissatisfaction? We will not be embarrassed to meet after this matter, this Zhang Jingxuan is so extraordinary for the first time, I am afraid that he has the talent of the city lord! You also have a good relationship with Jin Shizhen, which may affect his decision-making?"

Beifeng Zhenren was stunned when he heard this, and the answer that Zi thought was extremely certain did not say it at this time.

The elder looked at his disciple and said with a smile: "I watched you grow up, you have a gentle temperament and handle things properly, and you have a deep personal relationship with Jin Shi Zhenren, in fact, the master knows it." I have no intention of breaking with you, and of course my relationship with the old copper hammer will not affect you. But we are all older, and sooner or later, this matter of the sect in Fengxian City will weigh on the shoulders of the two of you! At that time, your relationship will return from comrades-in-arms to friends, and slowly, you will find that the relationship between friends sometimes cannot be maintained!"

Beifeng Zhenren couldn't help but look at the master with doubts and said, "Why? Isn't it good if the sect's affairs are done?

The elder couldn't help but say with a look of reminiscence: "Back then, the relationship between me and Lao Tonghammer was like that between you and Jin Shizhenren, at that time, we were both young, and we had a very good personal relationship, and we had nothing to talk about. Of course, there are many ways to learn from each other, so they enter the country very quickly. But when we are alone, we realize that sometimes the general trend of the sect is not something we can choose. So slowly, our first disagreement arose, and I backed down and gave it to him. But then, when I returned to the sect's residence, and saw that the disciples of the sect were all looking at me eagerly, I don't know when I became the support of so many people!

The elder looked at the enlightened Beifeng Zhenren and explained: "After the position of Fengxian City is stabilized, there will be fewer and fewer wars, and the space of this Fengxian City is limited, so it will definitely be fought for." If I give way, the power of my Jingshi faction in Fengxian City will be weakened, and at that time, will you focus on personal relationships or sects?"

Beifeng Zhenren couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and unexpectedly remembered the scene when the two of them were discussing in Zhang Jingxuan's mansion.

Elder Xuexue looked at his apprentice lovingly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "So cherish the time when you are fighting side by side now, this is the most precious moment and memory of your life." When you are old, you can silently reminisce when you are alone. Otherwise, wouldn't it be boring to live like this?"

The elder turned around and had already left, and Beifeng Zhenren was alone in the study with a letter left for him by his master.

The eyes are lowered, as if something is missing.

I saw that this letter reads: "Jingshi faction rectification notice. ”

The next day, the rectification notice of the Jingshi faction was also posted in the residence of the sect, and the punishment of the disciples for misconduct reached as many as thirteen, the most among all the sects, and two of them were even executed by the sect because of their involvement in the ancient demons.

North Buddha Gate, Jingyue Nunnery.

It's winter, but the backyard orchard of Jogetsu Nunnery is as warm as spring, the air is very humid, and the aroma of melons and fruits of various colors is fragrant.

The common rice bananas in the southern copper city are actually fruitful on the treetops, and there are also verdant green grapes and sweet and pleasant strawberries, which are the source of the fruits offered in front of the Fachang Temple and the Jingyue Nunnery in the North Buddha Gate.

In the center of the backyard, there is a lotus stone seat, and the stone seat is engraved with layers of superimposed magic circles, and the carved marks of the magic circle are flashing with cyan light. The hole in the stone seat of the lotus seed exudes a moist mist and a slight heat.

Underneath the circle, a variety of unknown and delicate bronze utensils were associated with each other and pulsing on their own. The largest of these is the copper waterwheel, which flows from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, driving the waterwheel and other related copper utensils to rotate far, which is the source of the energy of the circle.

Every time Master Guoxin looked at these utensils, he couldn't help but sigh at the sophistication of the artifacts made by the elders and the exquisiteness of the formation design.

The Yanjia faction is good at formations, and the world knows it.

Guoxin is thinking about it.

A snow-white fox sprang out of nowhere and crawled into Master Guoxin's arms to be coquettish. Master Guoxin frowned, sniffed and scolded with a smile: "Where are you crazy? ”

When the fox raised its head, its golden-red eyes were particularly impressive.

This is the fox that once appeared in the Northland Temple.

I saw the fox dancing and twisting as if depicting something.

Master Guoxin slowly guessed the meaning of this fox, he has magical powers, and Master Guoxin has certainly cultivated.

"A woman?

Well, a lot of age?

A woman who believes in Buddhism?

A very old Buddhist woman you know?"

Looking at the movement of the fox's hands, Master Guoxin suddenly stood up, and his face turned excited.

"Senior Sister Guocheng, we finally found you!"