Who would have thought that the high-flying and invincible Qiu Mountain Ghost Mansion monk would one day return home in the obscure little sect of Lingyun Pavilion, and he would also accompany the lives of dozens of elite disciples.

Therefore, when Zheng Zheng and his party set foot on Lingyun Peak again, they were like warriors returning triumphantly, receiving praise and praise from hundreds of scattered cultivators.

Flattery, sycophancy.

In particular, Zheng Zheng and Baili Bing are the focus of attention.

Zheng Zheng faced all kinds of praise in the face of oncoming compliments, but he was very calm, and he was not fluttering about this, and became arrogant.

He moved his gaze to Lingyun Mountain Peak.

The sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and under the Lingyun Mountain, which used to be like a fairyland on earth, was now full of devastation, blood, stench, and weeds.

"This Qiu Mountain Ghost King is really good at heaven and good, and he does bad things. A filthy blood, I don't know how many living beings have been destroyed. The poisonous lady scolded hatefully, and a look of distress and worry appeared in her eyes. This Ling Yunfeng is a treasure land for himself and others to cultivate, and if he is so polluted, anyone will feel distressed.

Zheng Zheng's eyes flashed, his palms were spread, and a cyan gourd fell into it.

As soon as the sacrifice was made in the air, the gourd would rise countless times, and in the green light, a rain and dew were like spring breeze and rain, moisturizing things silently, floating on the entire Lingyun Peak, and it rained hazy and hazy. As soon as the dirty blood stains were covered by the rain and dew, they were immediately washed away, revealing the original mountain.

Another rain and dew sprayed, and the mountain was like a new life, instantly radiating a vigorous breath of life. Tender grass breaks through the ground, decaying trees sprout new green shoots, and wildflowers begin to bloom in a thousand purple and red colors.

Zheng Zheng took back the cyan gourd with satisfaction, and the immortal condensation left by the master was really easy to use.

"The master of the pavilion participates in the creation of the world, and the ability to fight in the flick of his fingers is indeed admirable. ”

"Since the Pavilion Master can let the dead wood bloom in spring and the iron tree bloom, why don't you cross these Yin Souls scattered on the mountainside after they die?

“......”

Zheng Zheng directly ignored the new round of rolling sycophants, and just glanced at Fakong lightly. The latter heard the song and knew the meaning of the song, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, picked up the wooden fish and knocked it, and his mouth began to recite the death mantra without stopping.

A peaceful breath, the holy white light began to envelop the Lingyun mountainside with the knocking of the wooden fish, and the air was full of Sanskrit soft singing, wandering around the soul, and after being shrouded in white light, it immediately drifted away.

Seeing that Fakong had already surpassed the soul of the dead, another sycophant said: "The pavilion major is the world, the mana is superb, today with the power of one has repelled the ghost king of Qiu Mountain and others, and the news will spread all over the three mountains and five mountains in less than half a day, all over the world, and the world will be famous, which is really gratifying." ”

Zheng Zheng faced the compliment, but said calmly: "Being able to repel the attack of the Qiu Mountain Ghost Mansion is not the credit of Poor Dao alone, but the result of the concerted efforts of the entire Lingyun Pavilion. ”

"Pavilion Master, it's not appropriate to ask, but right now it's the most curious thing in everyone's hearts, I don't know who did the mountain protection array of Lingyun Pavilion, and which master laid it down?"

Finally, someone still asked this core and critical question.

The monks present knew very well in their hearts that the reason why they were able to repel the Qiu Mountain Ghost King today was that this mountain protection array played a decisive role.

Zheng Zheng had already prepared in his heart, so when facing this problem, he said calmly: "This array is the Nine Palaces Hun Tian Great Array, which integrates attack, defense, and phantom killing, and can simply run a large array, and can be divided into ninety-nine small arrays, if it is presided over by nine monks above the late stage of Qi refining, you can give full play to the life, death, illusion, annihilation, obscurity, brightness, trapping, encirclement, and killing power of the large array, and at that time, even if you have thousands of troops, if you do not cultivate more than ten times the strength, you don't want to come out of my array alive." ”

"Take it seriously. The monks exclaimed and praised from the bottom of their hearts.

"As for who set up this formation, do you need to say? Of course, it is my master who respects his old man. Otherwise, with our cultivation, how could we lay out such a powerful formation?" Zheng Zheng was silent, but told a lie that was not too big or small.

The so-called wood shows in the forest, and the wind will urge it.

Today, I have already made enough limelight, and if I say that this formation is arranged by myself, then it is not considered a freak by this group of people.

Throwing out a nonsensical master, firstly, you can reduce your own attention, and secondly, the strength of Lingyun Pavilion today is already strong enough, if you can put on a big hat again, you can completely shock some monks with evil intentions.

Sure enough, as soon as they heard Zheng Zheng mention the master, everyone remembered in their hearts that from beginning to end, they didn't see the elders of the Lingyun Pavilion Lord, it stands to reason that such an important festival, as a master, should come forward.

However, they did not dwell on this issue for long, because from this extended another problem. The Lord of Lingyun Pavilion is so young that he can have such a cultivation, so how amazing will his master be?

At this time, everyone didn't dare to ask again, because they were afraid that after knowing the answer, their hearts would not be able to bear it.

"Senior brother, the matter is understood here, so I will go back to retreat first. If there is a problem, I will come out to help. ”

Coincidentally, Baili Bing suddenly said this again at this time.

"Senior brother?"

Everyone looked at Baili Bing and Zheng Zheng in surprise, and the latter was smiling and said, "There is Senior Sister Lao." ”

Everyone watched Baili Bing's beautiful shadow flutter into the Laurel Divine Palace, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva and said, "The pavilion master and this female senior are out of the same house?"

Zheng Zheng didn't answer, but nodded meaningfully.

Everyone fell silent, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say.

What kind of cultivation the master of the Dzogchen monk would be, everyone did not dare to think about it.

Zheng Zheng made a full gesture, and then pointed to the temple in front of him that opened the palace door again, and said with great spirits: "Fellow Daoists, now that the people of the Ghost Mansion have been defeated, how about we continue the previous banquet?"

Immortal cultivators have long had mixed tastes, and so much complicated information before was enough to digest and absorb for a while, where would they be in the mood to play games again. But it was not good to refuse Zheng Zheng's intention in person, and he fell into a dilemma for a while.

But fortunately, it didn't take long for this dull atmosphere to be broken, and it was a middle-aged man who was about thirty years old, full of swarthy clothes, and honest-looking, he hesitated for a long time, and then said shyly: "May I ask the pavilion master, do you Lingyun Pavilion still accept people? If you want to accept it, what conditions do you need?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately pricked up their ears, obviously also extremely concerned about this issue.

Finally getting to the point.

Zheng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, if they didn't pick it up again, it was estimated that he would be unable to help but jump out.