Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

"So strong...how can it be so strong..."

Sun Buer raised his head with all his might, and looked at the graceful figure that was surrounded by wind and rain, like a fairy like a god.

A group of disciples stretched out their hands to wipe the rain from their faces, but they couldn't tell whether it was rain or cold sweat.

"Great Elder Shenwei! Disciples worship!"

They all knelt in the rain and shouted respectfully. This time, the sincerity in his voice was far greater than the last time.

Wu Ming stared blankly, shocked and yearning: "An ordinary nephew has such an earth-shattering ability, I really don't know Elder Qing Hui... How strong is he?"

Zhang Ming waved his hand: "Yiyao, that's enough."

The woman on the martial arts field smiled and said, "Yes, Uncle Master. Sect Master Sun, let it go!"

She gently waved her sleeves outward, and the violent storms and rain around her stopped, and the dark clouds drifted away, revealing the blue sky and white clouds.

Between the words and laughter, the world took on a new look.

Sun Buer felt his back light up, regained his mobility, and looked at the woman in front of him with a horrified expression.

"Elder Qinghui, it was the disciple who lost..."

He saluted respectfully, and the arrogance on his body was washed away by the violent storm just now.

Zhang Ming stepped out, picked up the long sword on the ground, and handed it to Sun Buer with a smile: "Master Sun, there are high and low skills, and there is no precedence for Taoism. Ask your heart and ask yourself, the sun god can be expected."

Sun Buer was stunned, these words were like a blow to the head, pointing directly to the heart, which made him see the path of cultivation clearly.

"Elder Qinghui, thank you for your enlightenment!"

He solemnly took the long sword and was convinced.

Zhang Ming just said it casually, and he didn't know what he realized. When it came to business, he said: "You all stop kneeling, let's go, and talk inside."

Everyone hurriedly responded, separated the two sides, and waited for the elder Qing Hui, Qingquan, Bai Yao and others to go first.

"Elder Qinghui, please come here!"

Sun Buer led the way, leading the three to go inside.

After a while, they took their seats in the main hall of Yijianmen, and Wu Ming and others served tea.

"Sect Master Sun, we heard at the gate of the city that you injured Captain Hao Lian, what happened?"

Zhang Ming picked up the tea and asked aloud.

They are now entering Nanling City for the first time. Although they have heard Wu Ming talk about the situation, they still don't know enough about the situation.

Speaking of this matter, Sun Buer gritted his teeth and hid his anger, and said, "Elder Qi, this is exactly what happened to Xiaohanshan Temple to mobilize my Yijianmen without authorization!"

"That Zen Master Huilun colluded with the City Defense Department and falsely passed on the City Lord's orders to make Yihang and Wu Ming leave the city. I originally wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion to ask questions, but Hao Liancheng stopped me."

"As a last resort, I shot and seriously injured the other party. It's a shame, I have worked with the City Lord's Mansion for seven years, and now I can't even enter the mansion gate!"

Zhang Ming, Qingquan and the others were suddenly surprised, that was the case.

"Then did you see the city owner later?"

Zhang Ming put down the tea cup and asked.

Sun Bu'er shook his head and frowned, "This is the strangest place. It stands to reason that if I have made such a big fuss, City Lord Guo has to come out to mediate or meet."

"However, he didn't even ask, and let the soldiers of the city defense stop me, and I haven't seen it yet!"

Having said that, everyone also heard that something was wrong.

"Master, could it be that the City Lord's Mansion was secretly controlled by the Xiaohanshan Temple and the City Defense Department?"

Wu Ming asked respectfully.

Zhang Ming also frowned slightly. It's not that he just arrived at Nanling City, so he made so many things. He is not the protagonist, is it because Lu Xueqing is coming soon?

Sun Buer shook his head: "Guo Chengzhu is a practitioner of the Returning Realm, and a fourth-rank official of the Great Jin Dynasty. Xiaohanshan Temple is one of the three sects and seventeen sects, unless they want to rebel,

Otherwise, he would never dare to do anything to control the city lord. "

"Furthermore, it is unprecedented for the sages of today to worship Buddhism and suppress Taoism. It is an unprecedented good thing for them in Xiaohanshan Temple. They have no reason to do things backwards. I think it is the city owner who is obsessed with Buddhism and is confused by them."

His analysis is meticulous and reasonable.

Qingquan asked curiously, "What if he wants to rebel?"

Zhang Ming glared at him: "Hugh is nonsense."

However, if something really happened to the City Lord's Mansion, then Guo Xiang and Yin Xue would go back, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.

There is also the Acacia sect hidden in the dark...

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming was also a little uneasy.

[Adventure mission] The tree is big and attracts the wind, and Zhuoguang Mountain has been unmanned for a long time, which finally attracted the coveting of Xiaohanshan Temple. Please crush the conspiracy of Zen master Huilun within 15 days.

【Current progress】5/15

"Although the system is an idiot, it's not enough to deceive itself. It seems that this Zen Master Huilun is really planning something, but he can't tell from the previous encounters."

Zhang Ming thought in his heart.

"It's the notice at the gate of the city... It seems that all the conspiracies may be directed here."

Next, Sun Buer reported the situation inside the door.

"Elder Qinghui, the boat is exhausted, the disciple has ordered someone to arrange another courtyard, you all have a good rest. If there is any uncomfortable place to live, please let me know at any time."

He finally said respectfully.

Zhang Ming waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, he led Qingquan and Bai Yao, and followed a disciple to the other courtyard.

Sun Buer took a deep sip of his tea when he saw the elder Taishang leaving, and said solemnly, "Wu Ming, the hatred of Yihang can't just be forgotten, and this kind of thing can't bother the elder too. You can stay with me tomorrow. Go to the City Lord's Mansion."

Wu Ming clenched his hands: "Yes, Master!"

Sun Bu'er's eyes were full of anger: "If City Lord Guo is still missing, I'll go to Jingxin Temple."

Wu Ming was shocked: "Master, this..."

"Hmph, although my Qiongyu Sword Sect ranks at the bottom of the seventeen sects of the three sects, it will not be bullied by other sects. My disciple of Sun Buer must not die in vain!"

He flicked his sleeves and made a decision.

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Nanling City, West City.

Lao Zhangtou and Li Ergou both covered their bulging bags and covered them with their coats before walking out of the street.

"Er Gouzi, after this run, everyone can spend the winter in peace. Thanks to Daoist Qing Hui this time."

Old Zhangtou felt fortunate for the thrill and smoothness of this line, as if someone was protecting him.

"Old Zhangtou, after I return to Lingxi Town, I will go to Lingshu every day to watch the incense and ask for auspiciousness."

Li Ergou said in a low voice.

The figure of Taoist priest Qing Hui haunts his mind so far, lingering, and he is a fairy god.

The two did not dare to delay, and hurried back to their residence.

At the corner of the street, a one-armed monk with eyes like a falcon stepped out of the corner and looked at the back of the two leaving.

"Qing Hui...he is still alive!"

Xu Gou was a little unbelievable, "So, Uncle Huiyan... actually missed it? But how is this possible!"

Three young monks followed behind him and said, "Senior Brother Xugou, we just heard in Xishi that a new Jinshan Temple was built between Yiyixia and Yong'an Town."

"Yeah, I heard that the host is called Fa Hai. He has profound Buddhist teachings. He has persuaded snakes and demons for thousands of years. Now they are spread by the people of Nanling City. We are afraid that we will lose a lot of incense."

"Brother Xuzhu is right."

The three of them are like setting up a stage, each one speaks.

It's true that a piece of news is worse than a piece of news. Now that the festival is about to speak, don't make any fools.

Xu Gou became more impatient as he listened: "Enough!"

The three quickly shut their mouths.

Xugou beckoned to them and ordered, "Xuzhu, go back and report the situation to Master, and the others will come with me and seize the two traders in front of you for questioning."

"Yes, we listen to senior brother!"

"Amitabha!"

"Senior brother is wise!"

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