Compared with the Good Gong Hall and the Thousand Machine Building, or the Internal Affairs Hall, the main hall of the Outer Service Hall can really be called dilapidated, small and cramped.

However, at this moment, in this hall, there are five Jindan monks here. In addition to the four Jindan elders on duty, there was also an elder sitting in the auditorium, and it was Na Mofa. There was a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of banter when he looked at Zhuang Wudao.

Outside the door of the lobby, there were many monks from the Dust Sect, most of whom came after hearing the news. Either because he was worried about Zhuang Wudao's situation, or because he wanted to see him laugh, or because he was for Nie Xianling

Zhuang Wudao didn't care, walked in with Xuanji, and then found a seat to sit down.

At this time, Xuanji is already a secret disciple, and Zhuang Wudao has also built a foundation. Even in front of the primordial gods, there is a place for them.

Without waiting for him to look around and see the environment. There was a cold voice in the hall, and it suddenly sounded.

"The person summoned by this seat, in addition to you Zhuang Wudao, there is also a spirit slave Nie Xianling. ”

Sitting at the top was a sixty-year-old golden pill, with a face like a full moon and a gray complexion. His eyes are as cold as frost, and he is not angry and arrogant.

"Why didn't this woman come? ”

"Nie Xianling was ordered by me to retreat and practice, and he has been flawless so far. If the elders have anything to say, they will say the same to me, the master. ”

Zhuang Wudao's words were light, neither happy nor angry, still looking around. The person sitting in the hall should be Lin Luan, the Jindan elder from the Mingcui Peak, and the one on his right is the Fuyangzi of the Absolute Dust Peak. And the two people opposite, one is an eternal cultivator, like Mo Fa, who is from the same vein as Wuji Peak, and the other is from Shuiyun Peak, whose name is Gu Xu.

They are all Jindan elders in the sect, but since they have been sent to the 'Foreign Service Hall' to serve as an idle position as a rotating elder, they are either at the end of their lives, or they are not as good as others.

"How can this be? I waited this time to send Nie Xianling to the scene, and I had something to question. How can there be any reason for the master to come forward for him?"

Na Yongxiu frowned: "Can I do it, this is Senior Brother Zhuang, who is flouting the regulations of my Foreign Service Hall?"

Zhuang Wudao snorted coldly, and asked unceremoniously: "My spirit slave, but what is the conclusive crime?"

"Two years ago, the matter involved leaking my sect's inheritance Dafa, and there was a suspicion of teasing my disciples to kill each other. ”

"This matter has been concluded in the Jindan Conference, Gai Qiancheng and others plotted against each other and colluded with Haitao Pavilion to frame their fellow disciples. It is a few real people of the original gods, and it is also recognized. ”

Zhuang Wudao looked at the other side, as if he wanted to remember this appearance of eternal cultivation in his heart.

"A few people who intend to overturn the case for these three people, do they think that several Yuanshen real people are blind and let me deceive them?"

"You-"

Yongxiu was furious, although he knew that Zhuang Wudao was a secret legend of this mountain, and his identity was the same as theirs, but after all, he was still a foundation building monk.

I never imagined that this son would be so domineering.

Xuanji watched this scene with great interest, it was rare to see Zhuang Wudao so sharp and sharp. This time from the Han Palace, Zhuang Wudao has really changed a lot. There is no longer the caution and timidity when leaving Soochow.

But he did not get carried away because of his achievements, but his bearing was more calm. Every move contains the domineering of others. When it's time to show your edge, don't hesitate.

"I didn't mean that, but there were still some doubts at the time, so I had to ask about it. ”

That Lin Luan waved his sleeves, signaled Yongxiu to be restless, and then said lightly: "Since Senior Brother Zhuang insists on not allowing it, then it's okay to stop." However, I have another matter, I want to ask this woman, the relics of the Nie clan of Haitao Pavilion, whether it is true or false. The ancestral tomb of the Nie clan on the Nine Stygian Island in the East China Sea, but the Nie clan's secret treasure house?"

"Dare to ask Uncle Lin, is this the crime committed by Xianling?"

The corners of Zhuang Wudao's lips were slightly raised, full of sarcasm, "I haven't heard of any rules and regulations from the Dust Sect that can convict her of this." Flouting the regulations of the Foreign Service Hall, I don't know where to start?"

"This is a gaffe for the younger brother of Yongxiu, don't care about it. ”

That Lin Luan was unmoved, and he was stable on the main seat: "Nie Xianling is not here, and it is the same when your master comes." There is a way to conceive its sin, this woman is pregnant with the treasure of the Nie family, and the inside and outside of the Dust Sect are also boiling, if it is not handled properly, I am afraid that I am in danger of overturning the Dust Sect. In the management of the sect, all the spirit slaves are miscellaneous, and this matter cannot be ignored. ”

"This matter is a private matter of my spirit slave, whether it is true or not, it has nothing to do with the Foreign Service Hall. ”

Zhuang Wudao is like a rock at this time, no matter how the wind blows, he can't shake him, and he can't leave any traces.

"However, it is a matter of life and death for me!"

Lin Luan's eyelids closed slightly: "This woman has attracted the covetousness of countless monks and is ready to move. When I leave the Dust Sect, I can't be the enemy of most of the southeastern cultivation realm just because of this spirit slave. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people who were watching from the outside of the hall were buzzing.

Zhuang Wudao shook his head: "Senior brother is too exaggerated, if anyone is greedy for the Nie family's treasure house, he can let him go to Xuanling Mountain and Half Moon Tower to find me." ”

In the final analysis, it is not Lichen who is supporting Nie Xianling, but the line of Xuanling Mountain. The one who makes everyone extremely jealous is also a true person who is a true person.

Haitao Pavilion only has more than 20 golden pills, and it can protect its own belongings safe and sound. There is no reason for Xuanling Mountain to have a primordial god and thirty Jin Dan, but they can't support it.

At this time, in the southeast, except for these people in the Lichen Sect. Is there any loose cultivator who dares to stand up openly and ask for it from the Leaving Dust Sect?

"Senior brother, this is the ability to speak recklessly!"

Lin Luan sighed, his withered tree-like face, and finally moved, but he was helpless not to care about the juniors: "I won't argue with you, it's a fact that this woman has affected the entire Lichen Sect." If she is willing to hand over the treasure house of the Nie family and dedicate herself to Lichen, our sect can naturally protect her for a safe life and worry-free in this life. ”

Zhuang Wudao smiled and handed over the treasure house, in fact, he also agreed. If you want to come to Nie Xianling, you won't object.

However, if he really did this, he would be able to calm down the turmoil? Who can prove that his spirit slave is still hidden? Could it be that no one has guessed since then, whether he and the Jiefa Zhenren and Xuanling Mountain have already cut off the profits from it?

Even if you want to dedicate yourself to the dust, it is not this way, especially after being persecuted.

Calmly drinking the tea served by the Qi Practitioner, Zhuang Wudao's face was light......

"If I don't!"

"If you refuse, then you will be expelled from the dust!"

In Lin Luan's eyes, the essence flashed: "Leaving the dust regulations, all the spirit slaves in the door who are less than ten years old." As long as half of the rotating elders in the Wai Gong Hall agree, they can be expelled from the house and take back the exercises they have practiced. A few junior disciples, I don't know what you want to do?"

Several people in the hall immediately looked at each other, all with smiles in their eyes.

Zhuang Wudao's face was indifferent, and he also saw the sarcastic smile on Na Mofa's face. Although he didn't say a word, he seemed to be saying to him, what if you are arrogant and domineering, what if you have the support of Xuanling Mountain.

That Nie Xianling, he still has to hand it over according to the door rules, and he loses face!

Fuyangzi, who was located at the top of the right side, thought for a while, and then spoke first: "The Nie family's treasure house is the thing of the Haitao Pavilion, and I have no intention of seeking it from the Dust Sect. However, there is no need for the Lichen Sect to be involved in the dispute over the Southeast Cultivation Realm for this woman. What do I mean—"

The voice did not fall, but he heard Zhuang Wudao say leisurely: "Xie Jiuhua, Xianju Hanguo Cloud City, now twenty years old, father Xie Fuyang." The five-grade spiritual root, the three-fold building of the Qi Realm is cultivated, the family has 17,000 acres of land, and there are twenty-four shops in Cloud City. ”

Before he was halfway through his words, Fuyangzi's face was as pale as paper. The body trembled slightly, looking at Zhuang Wudao's gaze, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and the fierceness was revealed.

Zhuang Wudao didn't see it: "Building a foundation and sterilizing, Senior Brother Fuyang must have spent a lot of effort to find the spiritual object that unlocked the essence at the age of three hundred." However, if you have an heir, why don't you hand it over to the sect to take care of? Is it because you are worried that there are too many enemies in your early years, and you will not be able to take care of them even after leaving the Dust Sect, so you let your heirs remain incognito? ”

Na Fuyangzi's hands clenched violently, and the armrests on both sides 'clicked', and they were all crushed, and his eyes were both angry and afraid.

"Shaft, don't go too far!"

"However, if the senior brother is relieved, you can take care of Xuanling Mountain on my behalf. ”

Zhuang Wudao smiled unabatedly: "Naturally, if the senior brother insists on refusing, then this matter should be regarded as Wudao never talked about." After all, there is still a long way to go, and there are still six hundred years to go—"

If he becomes a primordial god, even if he subtracts the longevity consumed by the Hell Rot Demon to participate in the Nine Aperture Stones of the Stygian Sea. He still has a lifespan of at least six hundred years, not counting those elixir holy fruits that can increase longevity. There is time, and the descendants of this Fuyangzi are calculated.