Yu Zhenzi heard the human voice, and stopped when he landed, and the sword light flashed red, and it returned to its usual patina, colorful, and tattered appearance. Pingfan picked up the sword and recited the incantation, Chixiao shrank to the size of a grain of rice, and was put into the Qiankun bag by him. Ordinary put away Chixiao, sighed like this, and said, "The door is not locked, you come in!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a flash of fire in the room, and three more people came out of thin air. These three people are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they have cultivated the first and second levels of qi. The three of them are all dressed as Taoist children, two of them are wearing green robes, and the other is gray and sandal, holding the dust, and the clothes are much more luxurious. When the two of them saw the ordinary, they bowed their heads and said: "Disciple Xuan Jing (Xuan Jing), meet Uncle Ping!" Only the gray-clothed Taoist boy, but always loud la, saw him neither singing nor saluting, only arched his hands, and said with a smile: "Uncle Ping, the real person in charge has an order, and you bring a portable magic weapon and go to the main hall to meet you." When the ordinary person heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and secretly thought: "What is the purpose of the sudden summoning of the master? He also specially emphasized that I must bring the magic weapon with me, could it be that he actually saw something wrong? As the saying goes: 'There will be no good meeting, and there will be no good banquet. I still said that I had injuries on my body, so I didn't go. ”

Who knew that before he finished his thoughts, he heard the gray-clothed Taoist boy say: "The real person in charge of the sect said that Uncle Ping is injured, but he is afraid that it will not be convenient to move, so he ordered the three of us to come and carry you with a soft bag." If Uncle Shi still has anything to take, just give me an order, and we will help you do it. The implication is that even his back road has been cut off. When ordinary people heard this, they couldn't help but secretly scream, he was a ghost in his heart, how could he dare to take something in front of the three of them? His surname was dull, and he didn't have any haste and wisdom, and now that he was in such an unfavorable situation, he could only take one step, and it was one step.

The two Tsing Yi Dao boys carried the ordinary and walked all the way to the main hall. The gray-clothed Taoist boy said that the master had a life, and he also confiscated Chixiao. Ordinary people knew that this was the order of the master, so they naturally did not dare to disobey. However, after losing the magic weapon, I couldn't help but feel more and more worried.

Nothing to say all the way.

About the time they had passed the tea, the three of them stopped in front of a grand hall. The two Taoist boys put down their soft pockets and stood outside the temple gate, not daring to take a breath. The gray-clothed Taoist boy embraced the ordinary, and walked into the hall step by step.

When I entered the hall, I saw that the hall was empty, and the real people were sitting in the middle, and the rest of the seats were full of more than a dozen elders of the Qing generation, and in addition, there was no figure.

The boy helped Pingfan to sit down, passed everyone all the way, and walked straight to the Qingxu Zhenren. If he is according to the etiquette, even if he doesn't have to kowtow when he sees his elders, he should kneel down and ask for peace. The strange thing is that when everyone saw him walking over, instead of being half angry, they all put on a smiling face and nodded to him frequently. Seeing this scene, Ping Fan couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "Among this sect, although there are also disciples who don't need to kneel down when they see the head of the sect, but those few people are not deeply favored by the head of the sect, such as Senior Brother Gu Feng, they have made great contributions to the sect and made a promise from the head of the sect himself." I see that this person is very raw, it doesn't look like he has received the favor of the master, and his cultivation is so low, naturally it is impossible to make any contributions. But in front of everyone's eyes, he dares to be so arrogant, so what's the reason?"

Just as he was thinking to himself, an old voice suddenly came from his ears and said, "Boy, you are now unable to protect yourself, but you are still interested in exploring others. Don't you want to die?" Hearing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but be startled, and was about to turn his head to check, when he suddenly remembered his current situation and hurriedly suppressed this impulse. I thought to myself, "This voice is so familiar! Anyway, listening to his tone, it doesn't seem to have any ill will towards me, so I'll put up with him and improvise, that's it. ”

After thinking about it, he saw that the gray-clothed Taoist boy knelt down in front of the pure and real people. Then, I only heard him say aloud: "Disciple Mingyue, meet the ancestor of the master!" Qingxu Zhenren smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to help him up, and said, "That's it!"

Daotong Mingyue got up, bowed his upper body, supported Chixiao with both hands, and said: "Disciple Mingyue, I have brought Uncle Ping's magic weapon, please ask the head master to check it!" Qingxu Zhenren nodded, stretched out his hand to take the long sword, and said with a smile: "Go!" Mingyue kowtowed three more times, and then got up and left.

Ordinary people saw Mingyue's figure disappear behind the door, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: "It turns out that he is actually the disciple of the master and uncle, and the disciple of the Changmen of this sect, no wonder he is so arrogant and domineering! I have often heard people say in the past that among the many sects in the world, the disciples of the Changmen are extremely powerful, and their status is often superior to others. guided him to throw himself into the Nagato, and he had so much more power out of thin air, and he seemed to be more beautiful than Senior Brother Gu Feng!"

Thinking of this, the ordinary heart was a pang again, and he secretly thought: "Now that I am a cultivator, I should have cut off my mundane thoughts a long time ago." I don't want to learn how to take revenge, but what to do with the worldly power/authority for no reason?"

Before he could think about it, he heard the Xuzhen person ask, "Nephew Ping, where did you get this sword?"

When he heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. He was born with an honest surname, and he never knew how to fake it. But this matter must not be said truthfully. He was in a hurry, and he stammered a little when he spoke. After a long time, he replied hesitantly: "Back to the words of the master, this sword was picked up by me from the Baizhang Cliff in the back mountain!" As soon as the words fell, everyone laughed, and no one would doubt that this usually honest child would lie at this time. On the contrary, when everyone saw his face flushed and his forehead sweaty, they all secretly laughed in their hearts that he was too uninformed, and he would be nervous like this when he saw the real person in charge.

The innocent real person holds the red sky in his hand, and he can't help but play with it in the palm of his hand. After a long time of burning incense, he said, "Master Ping, do you have anyone to testify?"

"Testify?" Ordinary people were stunned when they heard this, and said for a while: "If you go back to the head of the family, Senior Brother Gu Feng can testify for me." It was said that in Baizhang Cliff, he had gambled with me, and he had seen it with his own eyes. As soon as these words came out, they dragged Gu Feng and the others into the water together, and if they wanted to exonerate themselves, they would naturally do everything possible to cover up for him.

"What are you gambling on?" asked the Void Truth, looking up.

Pingfan replied: It's mountain climbing. Whoever climbs the Baizhang cliff first will be considered to have won. Many people have seen this matter, and if the master does not believe it, he can find them one by one and ask them for questioning. ”

Hearing this, Qingxu Zhenren nodded: "Since someone testified, it will be much easier to check." Your words are not true, and I will find out sooner or later. Okay, let's not talk about this matter for the time being, let me ask you, since you have agreed to gamble, what is the bet? How to bet?"

"Back to the teacher, then our bet is a magic talisman, the name is Yimu Lei Fu. Senior Brother Gu said, if he loses the competition, then he will lose this talisman to me, and if he wins......" When Ping Fan said this, his face suddenly turned red, and he stopped talking.

"What if you lose?" said Qingxu Zhenren, who still didn't mean to relax, and continued to ask.

Ping Fan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "He said, if I lose to him, then I have to learn to bark and drill through his crotch." ”

As soon as the ordinary words fell, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and no one spoke for a while. No one thought that what had happened was like this. Gu Feng's surname is Bahu, relying on Qingxu, Qingxuan's two elders love, among the second and third generations of disciples, he has always been rampant and domineering, he went to find ordinary trouble, naturally it is not surprising at all. These ordinary words are reasonable, and no one can doubt him.

Qingxuan Zhenren turned around and glared at Qingxuan Zhenren fiercely. Qing Xuan Zhenren was glared at by him, and his neck shrank in fright, and his face turned red. Qingxu Zhenren snorted, but his face improved greatly, and after a while, he asked again: "What happened later?"

Ping Fan replied, "Later, I climbed to the top of the cliff and found this magic weapon. Senior Brother Gu kept his promise and lost this talisman to me. I saw that the magic talisman was made of a special material, full of aura, and I was curious, so I sacrificed the thunder talisman, who knew that the thunder talisman was very powerful, and it actually collapsed a piece of the cliff, and almost injured people. The disciple acted recklessly, and asked the master to punish him. When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but secretly feel funny. A few of them even thought: "Where are you greedy for fun? Obviously, you have won a thunder talisman and are deliberately showing off." Otherwise, how could the thunder talisman be sacrificed, and almost even the mountain would collapse?"

At this moment, Qing Xuan Zhenren cleared his throat and said, "Senior brother, this matter is indeed there. After the dog went home, he was still worried about losing a Yimu Thunder Talisman and mentioned it to me. Afterwards, I also went to the bottom of the cliff to see it, and the situation at that time was not bad at all as my nephew Pingshi said. Qing Xuan Zhenren's words, firstly, to cover up for Gu Feng, and secondly, to indirectly help ordinary people to round out a lie, so that others will no longer have doubts. More than a dozen old Taoists present looked at each other, and no one thought that this magic weapon actually had such a origin.

How do they know that the ordinary surname is honest and simple, so naturally he will not lie and deceive people, but all the words he said were forcibly poured into his ears by Yu Zhenzi with his great magical powers. Originally, this matter was seventy percent true, and coupled with the planning behind his old monster, he immediately thought of a set of rhetoric, and he told it so eloquently that it was also tightly matched, leaving no flaws. When others heard it, at most, they were envious of ordinary luck and got a superb magic weapon out of thin air.

At this time, Qingxu Zhenren had already made his heart clear, and he knew that even if he asked again, he would never be able to ask anything, so it was better to ask the surname to be a favor, and take the opportunity to clarify the misunderstanding and return Chixiao to the ordinary. At that moment, with a wave of his hand, Chixiao turned into a red light and flew into the Qiankun bag. Qingxu Zhenren was about to get up, but he heard Qingxuan Zhenren shout violently and said, "Wait!"

Qingxu Zhenren looked back in amazement and asked, "What?"

Qingxuan Zhenren smiled coldly and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, your words are finished, but my words are not finished yet." Wouldn't it be better to take advantage of everyone's presence and solve everything at once?" Qingxu Zhenren frowned and asked, "Senior Brother Qingxuan, what's your problem?"

Qing Xuan Zhenren sneered and said loudly: "This year's big competition, our Bodhi Academy is not convinced!" After a pause, he stretched out his hand to point at the ordinary and said angrily: "If it weren't for this kid who got an evil magic weapon, how could he be Chen'er's opponent? Senior brother in charge, if you don't give me an explanation for today's matter, please forgive Qingxuan for being incompetent, and he will never have the face to be the first seat of this Bodhi Academy." ”

Qingxu Zhenren is so sleek, just listening to the first sentence, he has already guessed his thoughts. I thought: "Do you like to do it or not, can't I still beg you? You think his magic weapon is powerful, is it that the magic weapon you use in vain is bad?" But although he was dissatisfied in his heart, his face was not moved at all, but he nodded and said: "Senior Brother Qingxuan's words do have some truth. The magic weapon used by Master Ping's nephew is indeed a bit strange, and it is indeed not a decent way......"

Qing Xuan Zhenren grabbed Bai and said: "It's weird!"

Qingxu Zhenren ignored him, and said to himself: "This seat is only suitable to probe with mana, and I know that there is indeed a bit of evil in this sword. Pingshi's nephew's winning streak may really be related to this magic weapon. However, this magic weapon was not given by any of the juniors here, and we have no right to take it back. This magic weapon was obtained by him, that was his chance, whether it was strange or weird, this seat would not be taken back after all. ”

Qingxu Zhenren raised his head and raised his eyes to sweep everyone present. When everyone touched his eyes, they all felt a shock in their hearts, and they couldn't help but bow their heads. Qingxu Zhenren's face was solemn, and he said with a straight face: "Since all the juniors and disciples have no objections, then this seat will hand over the Wind and Thunder Treasure to the victor Mo Wuchen's nephew according to the previous promise." Although Master Ping's nephew was defeated in the end, he was still glorious despite defeat, so this seat decided to ...... the Cloud Piercing Bow."

Wait!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from outside the door, and then, I saw a figure in the hall flicker, and suddenly there was one more person!

(ps: This chapter spends hundreds of words writing about Mingyue, not to make up the number of words, but to draw out the identity of Nagato's disciple.) As for the usefulness of this identity and what it has to do with the ordinary, we will explain it in the next chapter. Let's talk a little more here, anyone who has watched martial arts dramas should know that Taoist temples and temples are divided into generations by the color of clothes, and the same is true for Shangqing Palace. Those who wear green clothes are outer disciples, and those who wear gray robes are junior disciples of the inner gate, and they only have the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period. Those who wear black robes are disciples who have successfully built the foundation. If the Jindan period goes up, there will be no constraints. ）