The whole sect is reborn

"Fellow Taoist, there are quite a lot of masks."

Looking at Ling Junqian's face, he seemed to have some clue.

Before arriving at the Wugou Middle World, Ling Junqian's face changed again, and only the eldest disciple still had the same face as before. This master of life had good eyesight, and he could tell at a glance that Ling Junqian's face was

Mask. No, let’s talk about how this reborn Buddhist cultivator found himself among these different masks. You know, every time they change their faces, even the smell of their bodies changes. It’s really puzzling.

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"Fellow Taoist, you have a good eye."

Ling Jun couldn't help but smile. He had figured it out at this moment. The other party was a Buddhist cultivator. As long as he didn't make any mistakes, it was impossible to skin him and cramp him, so why should he be afraid of her?

I just didn't react for a while before.

Now that he had figured it out, Ling Junqian could now treat Sheng calmly and calmly. On the contrary, Sheng glanced at Ling Junqian unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect that the other party could react in such a short time.

As if he had come over, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

However, this was not the purpose of her life. She took a look at this not very spacious and majestic house and showed a gentle smile.

"My fellow Taoist friends are very good... Actually, the poor monk came here this time to ask my fellow Taoist for a favor."

"What's the rush?"

With the power of Wuwu Chanyuan, do you actually need to ask for help from a monk you have not known for a long time? What’s more, Liao Sheng is still the first disciple of Wuwu Chanyuan! It can be seen that the help required must be quite big! So Ling Junqian did not agree immediately.

However, you don’t care about your life, but you should follow the right path.

"I saw that my Taoist friend is very good at formations. I wonder if you can help me solve a formation. I have an elder who has been in seclusion for thousands of years and still has not come out. But his life lamp has been in seclusion these days.

But it flickered on and off, and there seemed to be a big crisis. We originally wanted to break through the formation and enter, but I, an elder, had a weird temperament and did not want to be disturbed at the beginning of the retreat, so the formation was set up to block us.

Outside the door."

"Therefore, this formation still needs the help of someone who is not a Buddhist cultivator. It just so happens that the Taoist friend's formation is superb, so the poor monk wants to ask the Taoist friend for help in breaking the formation."

"..."

Hearing what Sheng said, Ling Jun's eyebrows twitched slightly. He didn't want to get involved in the matter of entering a big sect. A big sect like Wuwu Chanyuan has many people and things. If you don't pay attention, you will make enemies. So he

I still want to make a final struggle.

"Master, don't you have any other Taoist friends who are good at formations?"

If I had known, even if he rolled into Yanxiu Hall, he would not break the formation in front of Zhuo Sheng. However, Zhuo Sheng was kind to them, so it was not easy to refuse.

Sure enough, Liao Sheng smiled and saluted him with his hands clasped together.

“I’ll leave everything to fellow Taoist friends.”

"..."

Forced buying and selling, this is it. By the way, have you given me the right to refuse?

But in the seemingly compassionate eyes of Lao Sheng, Ling Junqian had no choice but to nod in agreement. Seeing Ling Junqian's agreement, Lao Sheng was not a verbose person. After thanking him, he quietly waited aside. It seems that this is going to happen today.

It started.

It’s like urging someone to die!

Ling Junqian was depressed, but he didn't show it. He just said that he was going to call his disciples to go with him so that he could help.

"Amitabha, this is how it should be. This poor monk will not go in. He will wait here for his fellow Taoists."

Ling Junqian, who originally turned around to leave, stiffened, and then spoke slightly stiffly as if he suddenly remembered.

"Master, do you want to come and sit in the room?"

"...Since the fellow Taoist sincerely invites you, the poor monk refuses to do so disrespectfully."

Then he followed Ling Junqian and walked in generously, found a seat in the main hall and sat down, and then calmly said that Ling Junqian didn't need to panic. Although the elder of the Endless Zen Temple had lost contact and his life light was dim.

He has been weak for almost a month, but he is not a three-year-old, so he will not die for the time being.

"..."

After hearing what Sheng said, how could Ling Junqian be so slow? He immediately found his disciples and said sadly that now was the time to need them.

What does it mean?

Oh, when the disciples knew what happened, they all looked at their master with such expressions. Ling Junqian was horrified by their looks and asked in confusion.

"What are you looking at?"

Shouldn't the disciples be very worried, worried that the master will never come back after he goes to the Endless Zen Monastery?

Zhong Kelian and the others looked at Ling Junqian with a pointed look, their tone of voice was very sad.

"It seems that I have never seen Master frustrated before. This is the first time that I have seen a monk who can silence Master. No, it is not the first time. After all, it is not the first time that we have met Master Luosheng.

We met once."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

"Master is so pitiful."

After hearing the words of her senior brothers and sisters, Zhu Fu felt that her master was really pitiful, so she carefully comforted her master. As a result, Ling Junqian became even more sad.

However, the majesty of being a master still prevented Ling Junqian from crying, and he even patted Zhong Kelian on the head. Who made this disciple not only fail to comfort him at this critical moment?

Master, why are you taking the lead in making noise? It’s true that he should be beaten!

Zhong Kelian felt pain, rolled his eyes a little, and then fell silent. He also knew that the master had helped Sheng because of him.

After everyone had fun, they discussed the business. Ling Junqian still thought that everyone could not go together, but he had trouble with who should go together. Lao Wu was good at magic circles, but he had to stay here in case something happened.

He can just run away with everyone here. The boss also has to stay, after all, he still has to look after Mu Hui and others. Then the second, third and sixth child will do it. That’s right, Ling Junqian doesn’t even want to take Zhu Fu with him

.After all, the road ahead is unknown, and no one knows what the charter of Wuwu Zenyuan is.

Zhu Fu didn't have any objections either. She knew that the Buddhist cultivators in Wuwu Chanyuan were very powerful and could almost represent the top level of Buddhist cultivators in the entire Jinyuan world. Because of this, she was not sure that the people there would not be able to discover her bloodline. Although the Buddha

Cultivators are compassionate, but that does not include demon cultivators. What if they think she is a bad guy who kills innocent people indiscriminately and want to subdue her?

No one else had any objections, so everyone walked out together.

But unexpectedly, the first person to refuse was Xiao He who appeared out of nowhere.

He and the little red fox were now standing on the path that the Wuji Sect members must pass, looking at the Wuji Sect monks who were clearly divided into two groups, showing expressions of disapproval.

"I think you should let your little disciple go."

Ling Junqian suddenly became alert.

"What do you mean?"

Could it be that this person has seen Xiao Qi's bloodline? No, if this is the case, he will never stay here and will leave immediately.

Just when Ling Junqian was extremely vigilant, Xiaohe shook his head.