Seeing all the Taoist priests in the hall staring at Dai Qisi with dull faces, Ouyang Feng snorted coldly: "Wang Chongyang's disciples and grandchildren are really not as good as one generation after another. They were supposed to cultivate immortals and ask questions, but now they are all greedy and lustful." man of."
Yin Zhiping's face turned red, and Xiao Longnu's peerless face could not help but float in his mind, thinking that if she could smile at me, what kind of fairy would I ask for.
The other disciples couldn't help becoming angry while being ashamed and embarrassing, and they all scolded: "Bold madman, how dare you insult Patriarch Chongyang!"
Only then did Yin Zhiping see Ouyang Feng's appearance clearly, he couldn't help being shocked, and blurted out: "Western Poison Ouyang Feng!" He had personally witnessed Ouyang Feng's riots in Chongyang Palace back then, so wouldn't he not be able to recognize this big devil? .
Hearing his words, there were bursts of gasps in the hall. Although many of them had never seen it with their own eyes, Xidu's reputation was well known. Everyone knew that he was as famous as Chongyang Patriarch, so how dare they say it? raving. Especially considering that the opponent has always been at odds with Chongyang Palace, it may be difficult to be kind today.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, took a step forward and said: "Don't be nervous, Taoists, we are here today to enshrine the noble religion on behalf of the Jin Kingdom court, not to find fault." After finishing speaking, he winked at Qiu Qianren.
Qiu Qianren nodded, walked forward and stood in the middle of the main hall, took out a roll of yellow satin, spread his hands, and read out: "The head teacher of the Quanzhen Sect is granted the title of special conferment of the Great Master of Immortals and Dao, the head teacher of Xuanmen, the literary master Cui Kaixuan Hongren is a great Daoist in a broad sense, in charge of all Taoist schools..."
As the main hall of the Quanzhen Sect, the Sanqing Hall is magnificent. The whole hall is extremely spacious and can even accommodate hundreds of people at the same time. However, it is such a large space. It is obvious that Qiu Qianren does not see how hard he is, but his voice spreads to every corner of the hall. One person can hear clearly, but with this profound skill alone, there are few people in the palace who can match it.
Among the three generations of disciples, some of the older ones looked at each other. They had already recognized that this unremarkable old man was the famous Iron Palm Floating Water, and they were immediately worried. Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren teamed up. Who in the entire Chongyang Sect could stop it? them
Among the three generations of disciples, Song Defang was always clever. Seeing that the situation was not good, he sneaked out of the hall quietly, intending to inform Qiu Chuji and the others who were retreating in Yuxu Cave, because there were too many Taoist priests in the hall, and under the cover of his companions, his movements were not that of anyone. noticed.
At this time, Qiu Qianren had almost finished reading, seeing that no one was kneeling down to listen to the decree, she said loudly: "The head teacher of the Quanzhen Sect accepts the decree."
The matter has come to this point, Yin Zhiping had no choice but to bite the bullet and went forward to bow and salute, and said: "My head teacher Qiu Zhenren is sitting in the gate, and now Xiaodao will take over as the head teacher. The imperial seal of the emperor of the Kingdom of Jin is not given to Xiaodao, Xiaodao dare not Bye."
Qiu Qianren said with a half-smile: "This imperial seal was not originally given to Master Qiu, whoever is the head teacher of the Quanzhen Sect will be honored to receive the imperial seal."
Yin Zhiping said: "The Xiaodao has no virtue or ability, so I really dare not ask for it."
Qiu Qianren smiled and said it was even weirder: "You're welcome, get the order quickly." He has been in the arena for so many years, and he doesn't know the relationship between Wang Chongyang and the Kingdom of Jin back then? As Wang Chongyang's disciples and grandchildren, how could this group of Taoist priests accept the Imperial Court of the Kingdom of Jin? Isn't that deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors
In fact, he wished that these Taoist priests of the Chongyang Sect refused, so he would justifiably start killing. There are three thousand elite soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Once they get the signal, they will come up the mountain and let the Chongyang Palace be removed from the rivers and lakes. hatred.
Yin Zhiping was anxious, but he was the most outstanding figure among the three generations of disciples after all, so he quickly thought of a way to deal with it, which was the tactic of dragging words: "The favor suddenly descended, and I was in a hurry. Please come to the back hall to serve tea, my lords. Xiaodao discusses with all senior brothers."
Qiu Qianren suddenly sneered: "I don't know what is there to discuss."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Since they want to discuss it, let them discuss it carefully and weigh the stakes clearly, but I would like to remind all the priests that the discussion should not take too long. We still have three thousand elite soldiers at the foot of the mountain. If they grow up, they will be hungry, maybe they will go up the mountain to ask your teacher for some rice, noodles and vegetables."
His tone was flat, but the threat was beyond words, and the expressions of the Taoist priests in the hall changed.
"Of course I won't keep you waiting." Yin Zhiping forced a smile, and immediately sent four Taoists who were in charge of receiving guests to invite them to the apse for tea.
Song Qingshu felt secretly refreshed. It turns out that it feels so good to overwhelm others with power. No wonder many protagonists in previous lives hope to transmigrate into a playboy and bully men and women outside.
Everyone came to the back hall, and as soon as they took their seats, Dai Qisi coughed lightly and looked at Pucha Qiucao with a half-smile: "Since Miss Qiucao promised to be my maid, why don't you come and serve tea?"
"You!" Pu Cha Qiucao glared at her bitterly, and finally bit her lip and took the tea from the Taoist's hand and brought it to Dai Qisi, "Here, the tea you want."
Dai Qisi shook her head: "Is this the attitude a maid should have? Can't even say a single please?"
Pu Cha Qiucao's chest rose and fell sharply, and when even Song Qingshu thought she would turn his back on her, she calmed down and said lightly, "Madam, please drink tea!"
"That's about the same," Dai Qisi smiled with satisfaction, but she didn't reach out to take the cup of tea, but instead smacked at Song Qingshu, "Let's serve the young master some tea first."
Pu Cha Qiucao was almost so angry that she splashed the tea in her face on her face, but soon realized that if it wasn't for Song Qingshu's help, she would still be a maid for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this in his heart, Pucha Qiucao immediately regained his balance, and brought the tea to Song Qingshu: "Young master, please use tea."
Dai Qisi's teasing voice sounded again: "Shouldn't the maid serve tea to the master?"
Pu Cha Qiucao couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Daikis, don't go too far!" After traveling for so long, she naturally knew the other party's name, but she was not from the world, so she didn't know Dai Qisi was the Zishan Dragon King back then, and even if she was a member of the Jianghu, except for a few people from Mingjiao, it would be difficult for others to connect Dai Qisi with the Zishan Dragon King.
Dai Qisi was not angry, and said with a smile: "Actually, as long as you say in front of the whole army that you are a dishonest person, you don't need to be this maid."
Pu Cha Qiucao's chest was heaving again, and Song Qingshu's expression became strange: "I used to think that this girl has no breasts and butt, but now it seems that her breasts are quite predictable."