Looking at this bag of spirit stones, Huan Zong was a little surprised, and he almost forgot about it.
There are not many spirit stones, only a few hundred, which are dispensable for Huan Zong. Over the years, he has created one story after another, but no one likes it. At first, Lin Hu also lied to him that the book was selling well, but he was not a child of several years old, so how could he not tell whether what Lin Hu said was true or false. Seeing that Lin Hu and his master were very happy about his writing of the script, he pretended he didn't know it. Using the stories of the protagonists in the script, he made up some imaginative stories, and by the way, he incorporated some of his spiritual virtues into it.
If no one likes the book, then there is no fate, and he doesn't care too much.
So this time, he still thought that Lin Dendur was lying to himself.
"You can take it and use it." Huan Zong didn't reach out to pick it up, but he was about to enter the hall with a stack of books.
"Young Master, the book you wrote recently, "Auspiciousness" sold very well. Many people said that this is a masterpiece. If there is a woman named Feifeng in the world, it will definitely attract countless children." Lin Hu hurriedly followed, "The owner of the bookstore also wants to make an appointment with you for the next book..."
"Even if there are women like Feifeng in the world, it has nothing to do with other sons." He reached out and snatched the purse containing the spirit stone from Lin Hu's hand, "I only wrote one book like this, and I won't write it again in the future."
"But Miss Konghou likes to read it. If you don't write it, she will be sad." Lin Hu touched her nose, "If you write for her alone, you are going to let Miss Konghou know that you have created a wonderful pen that cannot sell for many years. Guest, is that you?"
Huan Zong: "..."
"Also, didn't you tell me to give this spirit stone to me?" Lin Hu reached for the spirit stone bag, but was avoided by Huan Zong.
"I decided not to give it to you again." Huan Zong glanced at him, turned and entered the hall.
Seeing Zhenren Zhongxi returning to the hall, the entourage of Shijian bowed and prepared to take the book in his hand.
"No need." Huan Zong said lightly, "I'm going to take a bath in the backyard. If Fairy Konghou from Yunhuamen comes looking for her, let her go in directly, and don't let her wait outside."
"Yes." Shijian's entourage had already heard from others about the relationship between his own real person and Fairy Konghou, but he was still half-believing. Now that he heard the real person say this, how could he still not understand
Representatives of the major sects have come to the Liuguang Sect one after another, and even the monks of Qingjing Temple, who rarely go out on weekdays, also appeared outside the city gate of Peicheng. The leader of the Qingjing Temple is the kind-hearted Master Yuanchen. He smiles at everyone, like the smiling Buddha in the temple, who can tolerate everything in the world.
When pedestrians saw them, no one came to offend them. Some people who believed in Buddhism stood far away and folded their hands and recited the Buddha, but did not come forward.
The people of Peicheng are calm and self-controlled, and the enthusiasm of Yongcheng is like two worlds. These two cities have their own advantages and disadvantages. The only thing in common is that they are well guarded by the sect in charge of the city.
"Master Yuanchen." A woman came over. She was wearing a red satin corset. The dress was not embroidered with flowers, trees, birds, and birds, but stars and rivers. The woman wearing this color dress should have been as enthusiastic as ever. The temperament of fire, but her expression is very cold, obviously someone who is used to seriousness.
"Sect Master Hongyan." Yuanchen chanted Buddha, with a bit of pity for the world in his eyes, even the Sect Master of Moon Star Gate appeared, I'm afraid there is a lot of movement in the evil cultivation world. The Moon Star Gate is the sect that is best at divination in the entire cultivation world. If it is not for calculating something important, why would the Sect Master of Hongyan go here in person
Hong Yan did not expect that Qingjing Temple would arrange for Master Yuanchen to come over, and after a moment of stunned he said, "Master, please." Both of them were well aware of the current situation, but this is a city where people come and go. At the door, they don't say much.
"The sect master is welcome, please." Yuanchen did not move forward, but only after Hong Yan moved her footsteps did she continue to move forward.
The Glazed Light Sect disciples who were guarding the city did not dare to neglect them, and after confirming that they were not evil cultivators in disguise, they solemnly welcomed them into the city.
The disciples in the city were greeted by disciples and led them to the flying instrument.
The flying instrument is a very delicate gallery boat. Hong Yan stood on the deck, looking at the mountain range where the Glazed Light Sect was faintly seen not far away, and said to the Glazed Light Sect disciple who was standing beside her: "I don't know Zhongxi. Can the real person be in retreat this time?"
"Returning to the real person, Uncle Zhongxi did not retreat."
The Sect Master Hongyan nodded slightly, and the shawl on her body was blown wildly by the wind, like a meandering river, and she would never be able to achieve true tranquility unless the river dried up and the wind stopped blowing.
Seeing that Hongyan suddenly asked about the real person Zhongxi, Yuanchen, who was sitting on the deck meditating, opened his eyes slightly, looked at Hongyan, and closed his eyes again in silence.
If Hong Yan turned around and saw that Yuanchen was still untainted by the world, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Master, there is something in Hong Yan's heart that I don't understand."
"Sect Master, please speak." Yuanchen stood up, wearing a commoner monk's robe and standing with the red words covered in splendor, like people from two worlds.
Hong Yan looked at him quietly, and sighed softly after a long time: "That's it."
Yuanchen touched the Buddha beads and recited the Buddha's words: "The sect master can calculate the past and predict the future, but if he can't see through it, wouldn't it just be troublesome?"
"Fifty years ago, I once made a divination for the real person Zhongxi." Hong Yan turned around and stopped looking at Yuanchen, "Zhongxi real person has a life and death catastrophe, just in these ten years."
It has been too long since no one has ascended in the cultivation world, and it has been so long that people begin to wonder if they will not be able to ascend again from now on. The way they pursued ascension is actually wrong.
"Does the master have a way to solve it?" Yuanchen knew why Hong Yan was so worried, and the fact that the real Zhongxi had such a position in the world of self-cultivation was not only because of his outstanding talent, but also because he represented the hope of the world of self-cultivation.
If a genius like Zhenren Zhongxi couldn't soar, would there be hope for others
"There is no way to crack, but there is a way to help." Hong Yan said, "Unless there is a woman whose fate is compatible with him, who can practice double cultivation with him, or can help him."
Yuanchen recited the Buddha's name and said nothing else. He is a monk and should not talk about the yin and yang of men and women.
"The cycle of heaven, the harmony of yin and yang. No matter how strong the real Zhongxi is, he is only a cup with a gap. He needs someone to make up for his shortcomings." Hong Yan turned to look at a female cultivator in white clothes and veils, "My apprentice is named Lian Lian. Qiao, Fate and the real person Zhong Xi are very compatible."
The female nun dressed in white and light veil was wearing a veil, and her eyes exposed outside the veil were neither happy nor angry. She bowed her knees and bowed to Yuanchen, as if she had no feelings of her own: "Hello, Master Yuanchen."
"Sect Master, you are someone who can listen to the way of heaven. Why don't you understand that some things that are already doomed can't be changed even if you try your best?" Yuanchen couldn't bear this young girl being used as a tool to repair the life of Zhongxi. , "God has the virtue of good life, some things can't be forced, but there is not necessarily room for turning around. It's useless to force, don't be attached, just let it go."
"Put down..." Hong Yan looked at him and said slowly, "Master is joking."
In her life, what she wants to see is a successful ascension of a cultivator. Otherwise, what is her sacrifice and letting go
Yuzhou landed on Liuxiantai, and Xiaodong, who had been waiting for a long time, saw this, and brought several disciples to salutation: "Junior Xiaodong has seen all the elders and fellow Daoists. You have come a long way to work hard, and the sect has set up in the main hall. Banquet, please show your respect and move on."
"It's work." Hong Yan nodded.
Xiaodong was secretly shocked in his heart, why did the sect master of Yuexingmen come in person? The door owner of Moon Star Gate does not easily appear on important occasions. If it does, it definitely means that something big has happened.
When the group came to the main hall, Hong Yan sat on the chair with a calm expression. When other sects saw her, they did not dare to come forward to disturb her at will, but their hearts were already turbulent.
Why did the gatekeeper of the Moon Star Gate appear? Could it be that Heaven has sent some hints
Everyone was anxious, as long as Hong Yan glanced to the side, everyone couldn't help but guess, what does this look mean, and does it have a different meaning
The weird atmosphere was barely relieved until the two sects, Jiufeng Sect and Zhaohan Sect, came to the scene. It's a pity that although Jiufengmen and Zhaohanzong have some disagreements in private, they are in a good mood when there are many people, and there is no excuse for them to pretend to persuade them to ease the atmosphere.
Not long after, another group of people entered the door. Everyone recognized that it was a person from Yunhuamen, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief; But after seeing that the person in the lead was Master Qiu Shuang, everyone quickly stood up and saluted, and those who wanted to make a joke all stopped thinking about it.
"You don't have to pay attention to these customs, please sit down, please sit down." Qiu Shuang raised her hand and asked everyone to sit down. She picked a seat and drank slowly with a cup of tea in her hand, determined to do a few words and few things. 's elders. Seeing that the elder didn't speak, the other disciples of Yunhuamen didn't dare to speak casually. They sat upright and upright. I don't know, it made people think that they were disguised as disciples of the Glazed Light Sect.
So the atmosphere became more dignified.
When Hong Yan saw that the real Zhongxi was not there, he turned his head to Jin Yue who was sitting in the main seat and said, "Sect Master Jinyue, why don't you see the real Zhongxi?"
"Let's laugh at you, the scoundrel went out to travel, and only came back recently. I asked him to return to the peak to make some repairs before he came to see the foreign guests." Jin Yue didn't understand why Hong Yan asked Huan Zong specifically, and politely said, "I want to come. Coming soon."
Hong Yan nodded and said no more. The white-clothed female disciple sitting behind her sat quietly, and when she heard the words "Zhongxi Zhenren", she didn't react at all. She just squeezed her hands hidden in her sleeves and let them go helplessly.
Because of her aptitude, she could not have entered the Moon Star Gate. Because of her good fate, she was accepted as a direct disciple by her master. The rest... may not be important.
"arrive."
"There seems to be a fairy beside Mr. Zhongxi?"
Forsythia looked up, only to see a handsome man in a white robe and a crown outside the hall door getting off Feihe, and there was a girl on Feihe's back. This girl is wearing a gorgeous Liuxian skirt, and the hairpins on the flying fairy bun are like clouds and smoke, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off. She never uses such a flamboyant hairpin.
Real Zhongxi is a very good-looking man, she has never seen such a good-looking person. But when she saw the man turned around and stretched out his hand, he supported the girl's hand and let her get off Feihe's back, she was secretly relieved in her heart.
If this real person has someone he likes, Master won't let her make up for his fate, right? She turned her head cautiously, and saw that the master did not notice her, but stared at the real Zhongxi who had just entered the door and the girl beside him.
【Huan Zong. 】Kong Hou let go of Huan Zong's hand, took the skirt over the threshold, and said with telepathy, "The big beauty in the red dress looked at me so enthusiastically, I was so shy. 】
Huan Zong stretched out his hand again, took her hand across the threshold, and took a few steps into the hall before letting go of Konghou's hand.
[That person is the real person Hong Yan, the head of the Moon Star Gate. This person is very cold and stubborn, and his temper is a little weird. 】
[Looking at the stars all day is the way of heaven, no matter how normal the temper is, people will gradually become weird. 】Kong Hou bowed and greeted everyone, with a big smile on Hong Yan's face, turned around and prepared to go to the same door and sit down.
"Wait." Huan Zong held her wrist, "You just go there?"
"Huh?" Konghou looked at him puzzled.
Huan Zong's expression was a little unnatural, and he was not used to saying such things in a low voice, "Don't forget to bring your most valuable treasure with you."
Kong Hou understood in an instant, and in front of everyone, he brought the rare genius of a thousand years to the Yunhuamen disciples.
Disciples of the Glazed Light Sect: ?