Everyone who visited was not interested in drinking tea, and they all focused their eyes on the head of Qingfeng.

The head of Qingfeng took a shallow sip of the tea in the teacup, raised his eyes and glanced at everyone. "Once he and the soul jade recognize the master, it is impossible for others to let it change hands, you better cut off the thoughts you shouldn't have!"

My generation was born in the right way, so how could they delusionally want to take away people's things? It is just to judge whether the person who has been recognized is capable of undertaking the great task of saving the world in the future, so he frequently comes to the door to disturb him. "Cangyue Pavilion Elder Ying Cui Ping made his intentions clear.

"If you are not competent, the real person feels that it is impossible to replace, and our temple does not have treasures that are on par with the soul jade. Peng Juren, the head protector of Guangjue Temple, spoke contemptuously, a thick black and shiny long braid hung behind him with a spirit, and the shaven brain door was shining, revealing a flamboyant arrogance from head to toe.

"How can Peng Hushou be so rash? Could it be that you are really ignorant and think that the savior is chosen at random in the human world?"

"The Messiah was born in response to the catastrophe. Sitting in the corner, the strange man wrapped in a black cloth came out in a low voice.

"Who is this ......?" asked Cangyue Pavilion Elder Ying Cuiping with a slight surprise, the other party always gave her the impression that it was easy to ignore inadvertently in her senses...... No, it's more like an illusion that people are deliberately forgetting, even if the other person's outfit is actually very eye-catching.

"Oh, you're ...... The people of Mosheng Valley. The head of Qingfeng hurriedly got up and took a few steps forward to salute him.

Suddenly, an exclamation rose and fell, many people stepped forward to salute respectfully, and some people turned a deaf ear to the work of tea, and the anonymous man of Mo Shenggu bowed his head in return without humility or arrogance, and the person who gave the salute did not feel that there was anything wrong with this, but showed a slight flattered look on his face.

Zhou Tong squinted at the head of the moon and looked at the Taoist, although the master did not come forward to salute, but the meaning of respect was already floating in his eyes. After all, he couldn't help but be full of curiosity, and asked quietly, "Master, why do you admire the people from Mosheng Valley so much?"

"Because since ancient times, they have only valued the common people in the world, and have never cared about personal gains and losses, and they have been like this for 5,000 years. It is rumored that there are very few people in the valley, but everyone who enters the world is a capable person. Naturally, you can gain the respect of others from the heart. The Moon-Watching Daoist replied succinctly.

The other party's background is so mysterious, which makes Zhou Tong even more curious. It is not easy to win the admiration of others, and it is basically unrealistic to be able to gain the respect of everyone.

The head of Guangjue Temple, Peng Juren, seemed to disagree with those fellow Taoists who came forward to salute, deliberately diverted his gaze, the corners of his cold mouth, and his slightly dilated nostrils, no matter from which point, the Ming people could see his strong arrogance and contempt at a glance.

A very small number of people sat in their seats, holding the fragrant tea in their hands, and they seemed to be unhurried, as if most of them had forgotten the purpose of the trip.

"Mr. Migu, is this time out of the valley also for the sake of the soul jade?" "The public is the public, the private is the private, as the head of the Taoist temple, many things must be discarded personal likes and dislikes, and the overall situation must be considered carefully.

At this time, everyone's attention refocused on the issue of the soul jade. They were also curious if Mr. Migu from Mosheng Valley had any plans for this piece of jade that was enough to change the fate of the world, even if the other party could not tell the truth, he might be able to observe a thing or two from his words and deeds.

"Yes, for the sake of the common people in the world, we must always have more leisure, care about whether the Lord of Destiny is worthy of the great responsibility, whether he can become a pillar of heaven and so on. "Mr. Migu has all the questions, and it is as quiet as a flat lake.

The head of the breeze asked, "What if the Lord of Destiny disappoints Mr. Secret Valley?"

"So--I have a reluctant request to let the Lord of Destiny return to the valley with me for a while. Mr. Secret Valley replied fluently, which shows that he had this intention when he came.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the living room, the sound was very low, but it was enough to explain the weight of this matter. Although most of the people here have not been invited to Mosheng Valley, there is still a lot of information about the situation inside.

"Wait! Mr. Secret Valley. I'm afraid there is no absolute Lord of Destiny in this world, right?Shouldn't we select the elites of their respective sects and focus on cultivating them?"

As the protagonist of the whole incident, Zhou Tong didn't have much feeling, he was eye-opening to the greed of many righteous people in human nature, no matter what the starting point was, it was disgusting. With the elders present, he naturally doesn't need to worry about the gains and losses, as long as An An stands aside and watches them like businessmen.

Elder Ying Cui Ping of the Cangyue Pavilion tasted the fragrant tea of the specialty of Junyue Mountain Peak, and seemed not interested in the things that those people were arguing about, she had never heard of the people of Mosheng Valley changing their original intentions, even if it was a small decision, there was no exception in the past.

Zhou Tong stood quietly behind the head of the moon-watching path with his eyelids slightly lowered, but he still couldn't stop those righteous people who were shining with their eyes and constantly exploring through their sights, each gaze was full of multi-layered deep meaning, but none of them made him feel comfortable in his heart.

Several hours have passed, everyone has their own opinions, unwilling to make any concessions, this is not the way to go on like this at all, it takes a long time to speak, pay a lot of energy, in the end nothing is worth anything, how can you be willing?

Smart people hide behind their backs and wait for others to contribute, and people who can't bear to see others are spontaneous and spontaneous to charge into battle and fight for their heads.

In the end, the head of Qingfeng upheld the consideration of not offending his fellow people on the right path, and made a little compromise concession. "Zhou Tong. ”

"The disciple is here!" Zhou Tong stepped out of the queue with steady steps, and he bowed down without squinting and waited for the next step from the head of Qingfeng.

"The elders here want to send their own disciples to discuss their cultivation with you, are you willing?" Qingfeng seemed to ask, but in fact, he only needed Zhou Tong to make a statement.

How will he be arranged? What kind of 'guest' will he really be allowed to go to the Mosheng Valley to be a 'guest'? It seems that the development of the situation is not up to him.

"The disciple is only shallow in learning, so he is afraid of losing the face of the Taoist temple, and he hopes that the head of the sect will take back his life. Zhou Tong did not accept it as scheduled, but rejected this unreasonable proposal on the spot. What are you kidding? He is only one person, and there are so many sects on the other side, even if only one person from each sect is selected to compete with him, who can withstand this kind of fierce wheel war? Presumably, the opponent is not a fuel-efficient lamp.