Three shocking news came on the first day of the Mei Club.

The first news is that in the Meihui competition for piano, the final winner was not Bai Zao, the beautiful girl from the Zhongzhou School, but a girl from Shuiyue Temple. The girl was named Guo Dong, who was said to be a disciple of Lian Sanyue. She had an ordinary appearance and temperament. She confessed that she was playing the piano for the first time, but she attracted the praise of Zenzi. Bai Zao was also ashamed of herself.

Anyway, the winner was Shuiyue'an, and this famous saying in the Taoist world has been confirmed once again.

The second news was that Tong Yan did not participate in the first day of the plum meeting, but went to the old plum garden. He won more than 30 games in a row on the street outside the park, defeating the famous chess master Guo, the famous chess master in the middle game. Another thing that was extremely interesting was his conversation with Jing Jiu.

The more important news happened in the old plum garden.

The Tianjinren, whom countless people were searching for, turned out to be a place where the cultivation was practiced. Luo Huainan successfully visited him, and the content of his question had spread. As Jing Jiu said, his reputation was improved again. Many people knew that Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu also entered the temple, but no one knew what they asked, and how Tianjinren answered.

No one knew that something happened last night.

When Jing Jiu entered the palace, His Majesty the Divine Emperor had a long talk with this very ordinary disciple of Qingshan Sect.

In the early morning, a faint mist appeared in the plum garden.

Tianjinren acts very simple and simple. Whether he is a master of the Xihai Sword Sect or a disciple of the Bailu Academy, he refuses indifferently, and only wants to take a boy to help him serve his daily life. The more he is like this, the better his reputation in the world, and he is very respected and respected.

The boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out to pick three or two red plum branches into a bottle.

The Qingtian Department officials who had been guarding outside the park for a night saw this scene and confirmed that Tianjinren did not leave. They quickly passed the news back to the palace.

Soon, a letter left the palace and was sent to Jingjue Temple.

Then, a letter left Jingjue Temple and sent it to the old plum garden.

At that time, the boy had just served the red plums in the bottle and was still yawning.

After receiving the letter, Tian Jinren knew the contents of the letter with one touch of his finger. It was not that his consciousness was connected to the gods, but that the Zen thoughts attached to the letter were directly touched by the hearts of the people.

The letter was written by Zenzi, and he was invited to meet at Jingjue Temple today.

Tianjinren was quiet for a while and said, "Prepare your vehicle to Jingjue Temple."

The boy was a little surprised and worried.

That Zen master who is as famous as his husband may have the intention of competing with each other.

My husband just vomited blood yesterday. Can he hold on?

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The spring rain has stopped long ago.

After a night of moisturizing, the soil was as crisp as crisp, and the bluestone slabs were shining with a faint light, like black jade.

The petals blown by the rain fell on the wet floor, just like the pastel that the painter just lit, which looked very beautiful.

People cannot see such beautiful scenery, but they can smell the wetness in the air, the smell of smoke from the ancient temple, and the faint fragrance of the petals.

He said: "The spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms should have a glass of wine."

"Mencies cannot drink alcohol."

A sound came out of nowhere.

Jingjue Temple in the early morning is very quiet, without morning bells, and there are no monks walking. The fragrance that is turning into white smoke or was lit last night?

The boy had always been supporting the heavens and near, but suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he went.

Pick, sick, the man's footsteps were a bit strange, like a cat drinking water or a horse trampling on mud.

It was a boy with a shallow layer of black hair on his head and a crimson monk's robe half open on his body, looking very casual.

His eyes were bright and clean, but his feet were not wearing shoes, and he looked dirty with wet mud.

Tian Jinren smiled and said, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines."

The young monk waved his hand and said, "Eat it is eating, and made it is done. It is said that it does not exist, it is too hard."

The man from Tianjin stopped talking, bowed slightly and said, "Zenzi summoned me to come, what advice do you have?"

It turns out that the young monk is the rumored Zen son.

In the eyes of ordinary people and ordinary practitioners in the world, he is a master as famous as this young monk.

But he himself knew that regardless of age, status or realm, he was far inferior to the other party, and he was very respectful to the other party.

Zenzi said, "Your Majesty invites you and me to come to Chaoge City. I have a clear idea. What do you think?"

Tian Jinren said: "Things involve our tribe's fate. I dare not refuse on the grounds that the way of heaven is difficult to see. I should do my best to calculate it to seek peace of mind."

Zenzi asked curiously: "I heard you talked to Your Highness about a hundred years yesterday?"

Tian Jinren did not deny it and said, "I can only count this."

The Zenzi seemed to feel itchy, scratched his chest, walked to a peach tree, rubbing the wet mud on his feet onto the tree.

"I invite you because I received a letter from His Majesty in the morning."

People cannot see things in the sky, and there is no emotion in their eyes. They said calmly: "Is that true?"

Zenzi said: "The ink traces on the letter have not dried up. It should have been written just now. I think Your Majesty should have not slept all night, so I was very worried."

Tian Jinren praised and said, "Your Majesty is worried about the country and the people, and diligent in government affairs is actually a blessing for all people."

Zenzi confirmed that the mud on his feet was almost clean, and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Major national affairs? No, he was just worried about an old friend."

The heavens and people vaguely guessed what this sentence means, and the meaning in the gray eyes gradually became quieter and deeper.

"Is it Fang Jingtian?" Zenzi suddenly asked.

When the Jingyang real-person fake cave opened that night, he had already discovered Fang Jingtian.

Because at that moment, Fang Jingtian developed a murderous intent to Jing Jiu.

It is precisely because of this reason that he used Lianyun to protect Jing Jiu and leave.

Tianjinren did not answer this question.

The morning light has already occupied the courtyard, the sky is blue, but there is no trace of the sun.

Zenzi looked at the sky and said to himself: "Is it because of the story of an old friend?"

Tian Jinren said calmly: "Since Zen has already concluded this in his heart, he wants me to do it, so he naturally doesn't want to listen to my explanation."

Zenzi withdrew his gaze and looked at him and said, "Yes, you and I understand that everything is in a thought. It doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

Tian Jinren understood what he meant, but was still a little puzzled, and asked, "Why did Zen come forward for this?"

"Because that young man should be considered my old friend."

The Zen son's voice was filled with emotion and recollection.

Then, he walked towards the woods, not caring about the wet mud on his feet again.

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The Zenzi left like this.

The woods are quiet.

On the wet grass, there are the footprints left by Zenzi.

Under the broken grass, there is wet soil.

White lotus grows in the mud.

step.

One flower.

This is the thought left by Zen.

Tianjinren stared at the white lotus that grew in the soil, his eyes were gray and full of death.

He didn't know if he could leave alive.

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Chapter completed!