780, pretending to be dead

"Failed?"

The envoy from the Daqi Sect has received the news from Pei Wanyu.

The monk sat on one side of the table and looked at another young man wearing a black and green robe at the main seat.

Although he looks like a young man, he is mature and calm, with a calm expression. He said without any surprise: "Venerable Yuyan left in a hurry, and I knew something had happened on Wan You's side."

"Such a big movement happened under the dojo."

"I'm afraid Wan You will be blocked."

The monk said in surprise: "Does that Venerable know something?"

The young man in the black and green robe narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip and said, "I probably don't know."

"Then why must we stop it?"

"There may be some inside story that we don't know about."

"When Sanniang was in Tianji City, there was a black-robed monk who temporarily hid beside her. It was this man who blocked Wan Hong's attack."

"Sanniang, the purpose of boarding this venerable monastery is the 'Queen of Old Friends'. In other words, everything should be done by the black-robed monk."

The young man continued: "I suspect that that person was not killed by him as Wan Hong said."

"not dead?!"

The monk was shocked: "It shouldn't be possible, the clan elder is undoubtedly a strong man."

The young man said: "It is not easy for a monk to reach this level."

"I won't stay in Tianyang Shenzong for too long. I have to leave the rest to you."

The young man in black and green robes looked at the monk.

The monk quickly raised his hands and said, "Don't worry, elder, I will definitely get to the bottom of the matter."

The young man nodded slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he just sighed softly after the monk left.

Mr. Pei has been keeping this secret for so long that he is like holding on to a hen that can lay golden eggs and refuses to let it go. He has forgotten how he got rich in the past and how to continue to prosper.

Now this secret doesn't feel like a secret anymore, but like a stone that can't be let go.

When you throw it, the first thing it hits is your own feet.

…

Yueyan didn't know why Pei of the Daqi Sect was so important to Sanniang.

He doesn't need to care either.

If Tu Shanjun wanted to talk, he might listen carefully but would not take the initiative to inquire.

Therefore, he was also unaware of Sanniang's departure.

It wasn't until he sensed the fluctuation of mana that he hurried back and saw a tall monk in black and red robes picking up a bamboo hat.

This monk does not need any introduction, let alone any briefing.

For her, this dojo is no different from going home.

To Yueyan, although he is not an adopted son, he is better than an adopted son.

However, the scene in front of him still made him wonder whether he should say more.

So I could only laugh.

He looked at Sanniang, and then at Tushan Jinghong, who had put on his bamboo hat again, but his eyes didn't seem to linger on their faces.

There should be another person here.

An invisible person.

"Let's talk about it back to the dojo."

Xu Sanniang opened her mouth, wanting to reject the kindness of Lord Yuyan, but she hesitated after seeing the monk wearing a bamboo hat next to her, and swallowed back the words that had reached her throat.

I was about to inquire carefully about where to stay, but I thought of the powerful cultivation of the monk in the bamboo hat, so I gave up.

Then she returned to the dojo.

On the road.

Sanniang couldn't help but look at the tall monk wearing a black and red robe.

The man was fine, but he was calmly talking to Lord Yuyan about the monk he had just fought with.

Then he asked about the current situation of Zi Shaoqing and Zhenjun Ziyang.

main hall.

Jinghong sat down and said: "It's been more than ten years since we last saw each other, and the dojo seems to have not changed much."

I blurted out more than ten years, lightly fluttering, as if it was not lamenting the passage of time, but like talking about family shortcomings, which turned into ten days and a half.

Sanniang was stunned for a moment.

She had not lived for many years in total, but the monk blurted out that it was more than ten years.

She couldn't help but wonder about this person's age.

But what surprised her even more was the strength of Lord Wanling. As the elder of the Pei clan, Pei Wanyou's strength was obvious to all, and he was a proud member of the Great Weapons Sect.

He was actually defeated in two or three rounds, and had no choice but to use a spiritual talisman to break his back and tear open the barrier space to escape. So what kind of strength is the monk in front of him?

"Yes, fortunately these two places are not far away." Yue Yan nodded.

"Speaking of which, your master didn't help you?"

Jinghong knew what Yueyan was asking as soon as he heard it. He leaned on the seat comfortably and said, "Help, but because of the skills I practice, I have a slight objection to the selection of Daozi."

"Of course I don't care."

"It's a matter of Taoism and dishonesty."

"Just don't bother me with these things." Jinghong waved his hand.

She seemed to have given up on that position.

"You still have to fight for it."

"This is a big deal."

Lord Yuyan quickly dissuaded him.

It is impossible to explain clearly the resources and attention that Yi Zongdaozi received.

Once you become a Taoist, your own foundation will increase exponentially.

Cultivation is essentially sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.

Fight when it's time to fight.

"talk later."

Jinghong continued: "The exercises I practiced in the early years were not the authentic Wanfa Sect exercises."

"Many competitors are making a fuss about this."

"This is indeed very troublesome." Venerable Yuyan also heard the meaning.

Regardless of whether it was the original intention of those people.

In fact, when I was in that position, I felt like I was being watched with Dharma eyes at all times.

When the cultivation strength is similar or even slightly inferior, these small details can be more decisive.

After a few words of greetings, Jinghong asked about the business: "I saw this fellow Taoist coming out of the Taoist temple. Why is he related to the Pei family of the Daqi Sect?"

Of course she saw that Xu Sanniang was coming down from the dojo, otherwise she would not take action at the risk of offending a venerable person.

She was born in the Wanfa Sect, so she didn't worry about this. Even if she made enemies, they were just dust on the path of cultivation. She didn't need to worry about him, but she still had to think about Venerable Yuyan.

Lord Yuyan's situation is very different from hers.

"It's a long story."

"Sanniang is my old friend who defected from Tianji City..." Yue Yan explained a few sentences.

Then he looked at Sanniang and said: "Sanniang, you don't have to leave in a hurry. Daqi Sect is a big sect, let alone the Pei family. Even if there is any negotiation, it can be delayed for decades."

Yueyan didn't say it too fully.

If you talk too much, that person should leave again.

He's used to this.

Once something like this happens, his first thought is to break off the relationship with the people around him and then fight alone.

Sanniang nodded thoughtfully: "Yes."

In fact, it wasn't just Tu Shanjun who wanted to leave, she also wanted to leave as soon as possible.
To be continued...