Flower Master in the City

Zhongnan Mountain, the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

The atmosphere of the conversation between Headmaster Ren and the representatives of the loose cultivators was very pleasant, and soon the chatter was over, and they began to get to the point.

"All of you fellows are the mainstays of the Xiu Xian world. Although I am a small mountain, I am willing to do my best for the Xiu Xian world."

Headmaster Ren looked calm, looked around the scattered cultivators, and said slowly: "However, in recent years, there have been signs of spiritual recovery in the world, and overseas is even more abundant.

However, the spiritual veins in my mountain have suffered from a serious disease, and they are becoming increasingly rare. I am afraid that it will be difficult to sustain.

This Hidden Immortal Conference also wants to discuss with all of you, and I am afraid that the aura and medicinal herbs distributed in the future will be halved. "

As soon as these words were said, the expressions of those scattered cultivators couldn't help changing, and they looked at each other a few times with different expressions.

"Headmaster Ren, I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate."

A big monk with a scar on his head couldn't help but said: "In recent months, the overseas spiritual energy has indeed fluctuated frequently, but the blessings and misfortunes are yet to be known. It is really unkind for your faction to reduce the supply of spiritual energy and medicine pills at this time."

Since someone took the lead, the others couldn't help but agree, and no one wanted their share to be cut.

"Yes, Monk Haida is right."

"Abnormal spiritual energy, whether it is good or bad for us, this point needs further study."

"Even if the spiritual energy is really revived, I can't compete with those famous schools."

"So, in order to appease the cultivators, your faction should increase its share, so why reduce it?"

Among them was a purple-crowned woman who looked to be in her 40s, raised her eyebrows suddenly, and stared at Headmaster Ren a little badly: "Ren Daofang, the previous Headmasters before you never mentioned this kind of thing, it's just that you Do you want to use this to put pressure on us and force us to become ministers to you, Zhong Nanshan?"

This is a bold statement, and it almost directly pierces the hidden worries in the hearts of the cultivators.

The rest of the loose cultivators all felt that this woman was really bold, but they admired it very much in their hearts. At the same time, they also watched the changes in Headmaster Ren's demeanor, waiting for him to respond.

"Zhao Xiangu's words are really unreasonable. If you are rude, if Pindao really has such thoughts..." Headmaster Ren paused for two or three seconds, and then smiled: "Thirty years ago, I would have cut you off directly. supply, why wait until now?”

"Headmaster Ren, such words are meaningless, it's better to say less."

Monk Haida frowned tightly together, and said very displeasedly: "You Zhongnanshan gave us spiritual energy and medicinal pills, these are not gifts, but after you made a big mistake two Jiazi ago, you Headmaster Chen promised to make up for us."

"good."

Zhao Xiangu immediately nodded in agreement, "This is what Headmaster Chen promised back then, and it will never be replaced.

Ren Daofang, he is your master, you won't even take his words as farts. "

Headmaster Ren was not angry, but he pondered for a while, and then said: "Yes, before the two Jiazi, due to the fact that this faction did not check, it led to a catastrophe in the world of immortal cultivation.

Master Pindao was also deeply apologetic about this, so he made this oath, and passed down a legacy order that future generations should not disobey. "

"Isn't this over?"

A young man with a handsome face immediately smiled and said, "In my opinion, Zhangjiao Ren was just joking, don't mind."

Monk Haida snorted coldly: "It's better to avoid this kind of joke. If the world's scattered cultivators take it seriously, I'm afraid the scene will be difficult to clean up."

Although the attitude of other loose cultivators is not as strong as this Haida monk, but the meaning expressed is almost the same.

Headmaster Ren was silent, carefully observing the reactions of these people, and the guess in his heart became more and more clear.

At this time, Ning Ruirui, who was listening in the back of the hall, was puzzled, and asked a little puzzled: "These scattered cultivators are a little too strong, and that catastrophe was not initiated by Zhong Nanshan. Love, not giving it is the duty, why do they have the attitude of the Chongyang Palace?"

Zhang Mingtuo sneered and said, "It's just because they have thick skin, they decided that the Chongyang Palace is something that a famous sect would not dare to do on their own."

Ning Ruirui and Xia Xia met An Xinguan in the secret realm under the sea, and learned some details of the catastrophe from him. They knew that it was not the responsibility of the Chongyang Palace, so I had a lot of sympathy for the Chongyang Palace. It is also a disgust for these insatiable loose cultivators.

"They're too taken for granted."

Ning Ruirui shook her head, "If Xia Xia hadn't repaired the spiritual veins, I'm afraid that Zhong Nanshan would have been consumed to death by them."

"It's not that simple."

Zhang Mingtuo frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Now I am more and more suspicious, in fact, the damage of the spiritual veins is also a part of some people's plans, otherwise there would not be so many forces lurking in the ground.

If Xia Xia didn't cure Headmaster Ren, then it would be his apprentice who presided over this Hidden Immortal Conference, and the consequences would be unimaginable. "

Ning Ruirui sighed suspiciously: "If this is all in that person's plan, then he is too scary to plan a game for more than a hundred years?"

"It's not something incredible."

Zhang Mingtuo chuckled and explained to Ning Ruirui: "These immortal cultivators have long lifespans, and their abilities are beyond ordinary people. They have long been tired of the kind of pleasure that ordinary people pursue, so they prefer to play with human nature. Don't think that they It's really ambitious, this century-old situation is just a way for them to pass the time."

Ning Ruirui was almost shattered when she heard these words.

The image of the immortal cultivator in his mind instantly shattered.

"Feeling shocked?"

Zhang Mingtuo chuckled and said disapprovingly, "Though the so-called immortal cultivators occupy a character for immortals, they are not immortals.

In the process of cultivation, the cultivation base is increasing and the lifespan is increasing, but the desire is also increasing. The general desire for wine and sex, they have already enjoyed it, and they are not satisfied with it for a long time.

The most filthy human nature is in the so-called world of immortal cultivation, which is why I am determined not to cultivate immortals. "

"That summer he..." Ning Ruirui subconsciously wanted to refute.

Zhang Mingtuo waved his hand and said with some emotion: "Xiamen is an alien, a monster, a freak, and it is not universal.

That kid has an unreasonable obsession with "beauty", and doesn't care about everything else, but his cultivation will grow rapidly with double cultivation. If he was born in ancient times, this kid is guaranteed to be a flower thief. "

Ning Ruirui imagined what it would be like to be a flower-picking thief in the summer, and couldn't help laughing "puchi".

"This kid hasn't arrived yet, it seems that he is in trouble."

Zhang Mingtuo also laughed twice, and then became worried again.

Ning Ruirui said lightly: "With his ability, there shouldn't be any trouble to stop him."

"Of course he won't be in trouble."

Zhang Mingtuo sighed, "I'm talking about us. If he doesn't show up, it means we're going to be in big trouble."

Ning Ruirui understood in an instant, since the Yin Sect sent someone to stop Xia Xia, it means that they will start here soon.

Just at this time, there were a few violent shouts from the front hall, it seemed that Headmaster Ren had broken down with the representatives of the loose cultivators.

The two sides have been arguing about the share of spiritual qi and medicinal pills before, but just talking, the wind turned to denounce Chongyang Palace, and even put the pot of the catastrophe in the cultivation world a hundred and twenty years ago on Chongyang. on the palace head.

Headmaster Ren's expression was calm, and his tone was even more indifferent. He looked at the scattered cultivators and said, "You all know that the responsibility for the catastrophe before two Jiazi is not my Zhongnan Mountain. Broken veins.

Only my master cares about the fact that the monks in the world are a family, and pity you that your cultivation is not easy, so I decided to distribute spiritual energy and medicine pills to you every year.

But you are not grateful, and you are secretly gathering, trying to overthrow my Chongyang Palace. Don't you feel ashamed? "

"Ren Daofang, what do you mean?"

Zhao Xiangu couldn't help but be furious, and immediately slammed her glass and scolded: "It's not your responsibility of Chongyang Palace, is it our responsibility.

The Hidden Immortal Conference two years ago was also held here. That senior cultivator was also invited by your master. In the end, he slaughtered his comrades in a frenzied manner, killing most of the loose cultivators... You say that you Zhongnanshan have no responsibility, which is absurd! "

Haida monk also followed up: "Headmaster Ren, if you don't want to supply us with spiritual energy and medicinal pills, you can say it directly, why do you use this method! I really think that all loose cultivators in the world are beggars and have to eat you. This savage meal?"

"That's right, Zhong Nanshan is too unkind!"

"Ren Daofang, you have lost all face of your master!"

"What a famous sect, talking like a fart."

"It's better to tear down this broken Taoist temple, and see how they dare to look down on us!"

Outside the hall, the group of loose cultivators also boiled with resentment, and they all threatened to destroy the Chongyang Palace.

"Everyone, don't be dry."

Headmaster Ren was neither impatient nor impatient, and still smiled at each other, "Regarding the koan case two Jiazi years ago, it is meaningless to discuss right and wrong now.

As for the supply of spiritual energy and medicinal pills that Pindao said was halved, it was also because the underground spiritual veins had been collapsing in recent years, which was really embarrassing.

However, this is not for the Chongyang Palace to target you, but for another reason. "

"Why?"

One of the yellow-haired old men with two bags on his head couldn't help asking.

Monk Haida snorted softly: "What's the reason, I'm afraid it's a trap."

Headmaster Ren said calmly: "Is it a trap or something else, why not listen to everyone?"

It's all said and done. If someone is still confused and messes up the topic, then that person's position is very problematic.

"Okay, then listen to Headmaster Ren's high arguments."

Zhao Xiangu sneered and sat back to her seat with her arms folded.

Headmaster Ren nodded and continued: "Since the great movement in the immortal world, my underground spiritual veins in Zhongnan Mountain have been affected and damaged.

After three generations of headmasters, all of them are making up for the lack of spiritual veins, but in the end they still fail.

However, a few days ago, an expert suddenly took action and healed the underground spiritual veins as before. Pindao was grateful for his great kindness and had decided to give him half of the spiritual veins as a reward.

Therefore, your share of halving is also a last resort. "

"Bang!"

The monk Haida was furious, he raised his hand and smashed the chair under him, and said angrily: "The Sa family would like to know, which master can actually heal the spiritual veins, it is completely unheard of, and Headmaster Ren is probably not making up stories, right? ."

"This master is called Xia Xia."

Headmaster Ren narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled lightly.