The Little Nanhai is located in the southwest of the Southern Chu State, with a radius of thousands of acres, clear water, and beautiful scenery, making people forget the world at first sight. However, compared with the scenery of the Little Nanhai, the one who made many monks remember it more is its owner, Lu Qiusheng, one of the top ten golden elixirs in the Langjiang Sword Sect.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival day, there will be endless monks coming to this small South China Sea from all directions to offer rare treasures to Lu Qiusheng in order to win the favor of this great Jindan master. What many monks yearn for the most is the Golden Dan Dharma Assembly hosted by Lu Qiusheng himself. In this Dharma Assembly, Lu Qiusheng, who is the Golden Dan Master, will personally go to the altar and talk about some key points of cultivation, so that the monks who come here to participate in the Dharma Assembly feel that they have gained a lot and benefited a lot.

At the Dharma Assembly, the sun was still lingering in the sky and unwilling to leave, but the Dharma Assembly was already full of monks participating in the Golden Elixir Dharma Assembly. They sat in groups of three or three on the bluestone cushions on the Dharma Assembly, chatting while waiting for the ** after the moon rises to the sky.

"Brother Zheng, your nephew is studying the Dharma in this little Nanhai. I heard that he is very happy with the deacon. Can you tell me what is the main thing about Zhenren Lu's appearance on stage this time?" A middle-aged man with three long beards said to a low fat man with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

This low fat man was wearing a flowery robe, and he looked very energetic. When he heard this question, he felt like he was scratched a few times, and a hint of complacent suddenly appeared on his face. Real person** If he could know what to say in advance, for the group of foundation-building monks, he would be able to gain more understanding. Understanding this thing is very important for breaking the bottleneck.

The fat man surnamed Zheng had already heard what Lu Zhenren was going to say in this Jindan Dharma Assembly from his nephew, but he was absolutely unwilling to reveal this content for no reason. After all, he was beaten to death and was unwilling to do something that allowed others to take advantage of him for no reason.

"Oh, Brother Li, who knows what the real person is talking about here? His real person has great magic power, so how can we little people guess it!"

The man surnamed Li was a little anxious when he saw Fat Zheng pretending to be ignorant and refused in every possible way. He said anxiously: "Brother Zheng, according to the friendship between our brothers, you will not lose anything if you tell me about this. Do you have the heart to watch me come here again this time?"

His voice was a little high. For a moment, many people looked at the man surnamed Zheng. There were also several monks who knew the man surnamed Zheng and said, "Brother Zheng, just tell me about it. Everyone will never forget your brother's goodness. Why don't you help me with me!"

The man surnamed Zheng shook his head like a rattle, refusing to admit that he already knew what Zhenren Lu was going to say this time. It was not until someone asked to buy it from him with a fairy stone that the man surnamed Zheng felt a little relieved.

Just as he was about to pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand, someone suddenly shouted: "Everyone, have you heard of the destruction of the Baihua Sword Sect?"

"Why haven't you heard that the situation is really miserable! I have a friend who is within a hundred miles of the Baihua Sword Sect's resident. He went over to see it in person. Hundreds of fairies from the Baihua Sword Sect were picked up by someone. That situation is really miserable!" A honest man said loudly: "For such a tragic thing, I must find out the truth and capture the murderer and confess the guilt."

Someone took the lead and immediately expressed his opinions. For a moment, he actually disturbed the good things of the man surnamed Zheng. This made the man surnamed Zheng, who was originally expected to sell at a good price based on the news of the Dharma Assembly, feel very unhappy. He said sinisterly: "How can I ask for justice? Just for you, do you know, if you have done this, that is a real person in Jindan."

The fierce crowd of feelings became quiet for a moment. The four words "Jindan Zhenren" are too far away for ordinary foundation-building monks. It is really embarrassing for them to find trouble for a Jindan Zhenren for their loyalty.

"Old Zheng, do you know which Jindan real person did such an unreasonable thing?" a man with a tall figure asked in a deep voice.

The man surnamed Zheng sneered and said, "I naturally know that according to the investigation of the Langjiang Sword Sect, it was Fang Ling, the newly promoted Jindan Zhenren of Qianzhu Sect. Because he was greedy for Lu Yuyan's beauty, he forced Lu Yuyan to abduct. When he was kidnapped, this Zhenren Fang was even more miserable. He relied on his magic skills to collect all the true Yins of hundreds of disciples of the Wanhua Sword Sect overnight. Alas! How could this be a word of misery!"

"I heard that this party Ling is extremely domineering. A few days ago, he personally led people to Dongzhen Lake. Not only did he defeat Wei Shang Zhenren, but he also robbed Wei Shang Zhenren's foundation in Dongzhen Lake. It can be said that the demon flames are overwhelming!" Another man in blue said in a deep voice.

The monks on the territory of the Langjiang Sword Sect were naturally familiar with Wei Shang. At this moment, no one dared to speak. In his eyes, there was nothing but fear, but also fear!

"Who is Fang Ling so cruel, can no one in the world care about him?" The honest man said again in a sad and angry voice.

Various discussions became even more turbulent as his words became. Many cultivators with passionate blood began to offer suggestions and contribute their own strength to deal with the new big devil.

At this moment, in a cave ten miles away, a middle-aged man with a tall crown and wide belt looked at a bronze mirror the size of a millstone with a smile on his face. The scene inside the bronze mirror was the scene on the Dharma Assembly. The sounds echoed in the cave with the speeches of the people in the bronze mirror.

"Master, in this way, the Fang surname is hard to tell. Even if it was not done by him, it was done by him." A young man in a white robe walked over respectfully and said softly after watching for a moment.

The man with a tall crown and wide belt was Lu Qiusheng. He smiled faintly and said, "Adjustment? How can a dead person need any defense? Zhongquan, remember, this murder does not require magic power in many cases."

"Disciple understand!" The young man saluted respectfully.

Lu Qiusheng smiled and pointed the honest man in the bronze mirror who was speaking passionately, saying, "When the Dharma Assembly is over, let him die. It is better to have one person to know about some things."

Nakazumi's face trembled. He knew the identity of this honest man. Now, the master even wanted to kill his own people who worked for them wholeheartedly. If he knew that the master had too much trouble in the future, wouldn't he even... end up like this killing and silence?

When he thought about this, he was a little chilling. It was so terrible! He didn't want to think about it anymore, nor did he dare to think about it anymore. Now he only thought about it, that is, he would do it according to the master's arrangements and never lose his favor. If that were the case, he would probably die without a place to bury him.

Lu Qiusheng didn't care about the expression of his disciples. He waved his sleeves and said, "The full moon night is coming. It's Mid-Autumn Festival again. Please help me arrange it. I'll go to the Dharma Assembly and tell them the method of alchemy."

"Yes, Master." Zhongquan agreed and retreated respectfully.

An hour later, Lu Qiusheng, surrounded by more than ten disciples, gently landed on the jade seat above the Dharma Assembly platform. The monks who were discussing the devil of Qianzhu Cult Fang Ling, one by one, knelt respectfully on the ground and said in a deep voice: "We pay homage to Mr. Lu, I wish Mr. Lu a blessing and peace."

Lu Qiusheng smiled faintly and said, "I am here today just for **, you don't need much politeness!"

"Zhengman, before you come, we are talking about the destruction of the Wanhua Sword Sect. Fang Ling's devil is inhumane. He also asked the real person to take charge and kill this demon, so that my righteous sect members would be less threatened by this demon." The man with a loyal face came out and said loudly to Lu Qiusheng.

Lu Qiusheng nodded in his heart, very satisfied with this person's acting skills. He said with a righteous face: "Slaying demons and eliminating demons is the duty of my righteous person. Fang Ling is so cruel, how can I forgive him? What's more, in this world, in addition to the Sword Sect, there are countless righteous people. It's only a matter of time before he kills Fang Ling, the evil demon."

"It is really a blessing for us to be compassionate!" The man knelt on the ground first, with tears on his face, and was moved.

"Real mercy, I'm here to thank you!"

Looking at the monk who knelt on the ground again, Lu Qiusheng's pride increased a little. As one of the top ten real people of Jindan, he would not know that things were strange, but these were not important. Fang Ling, who had become a fierce and cruel demon, must not be able to escape the pursuit of all justice people, especially the pursuit of the four heroes and five heroes of the Hantianmen.

The master's plan is really...

Just as his thoughts flashed in his mind, thinking about how he got benefits from this matter, a warning suddenly rose in his heart. He soared into the air and said in a deep voice: "Lu Qiusheng, I don't know which fellow Taoist is coming. Please forgive Lu for not being able to welcome him!"

Lu Qiusheng is a proud person. There is only one main reason why he is so humble this time, that is, he feels that the strength of the visitor has threatened him. If such a monk does not offend him, it is better not to offend him.

"Fellow Daoist Lu is so polite. I'm here to come here, but I just need to ask for help from Fellow Daoist Lu." The faint voice was a little clear and pleasant. This voice made Lu Qiusheng's heart less vigilant.

With this sound, a monk in his twenties was walking over from a mountain. The monk stood tall and handsome, making people involuntarily admire him at first sight. (To be continued...)
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