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Chapter 112: Zen Zi doesn't know each other


Jing Jiu stretched out his hand and asked the old monk to sit down.The old monk explained softly.It turned out that Guocheng Temple heard about this incident and was worried that the cultivators would have a conflict over the treasure, and the casualties would be too bad, so they asked them to come over so that they could be treated at any time.Jing Jiu thinks it's normal, because Guochengji is in this style.If you are new to it, you may think that these medical monks are too pedantic, well-known, or even pretentious.But Guocheng Temple has been hypocritical for thousands of years, so it will inevitably be respected by the whole world, even the underworld."

What about you?"

The old monk asked.Jing Jiu said: "Just look, the cave is not real, it's just a prank." ”The old monk understood that this kind of thing often happened in the past.Some of the predecessors in the past liked to make some fake caves and joke with the juniors before they ascended or disappeared.The old monk was a little puzzled and said, "But......

Jingyang Zhenren is not this kind of temperament. ”But......

The other real person likes it.Jing Jiu thought.The mountain wind was sudden, and the fire in the temple was blown around.More than a dozen cultivators got up and swept outside the temple one after another, looking towards a certain place in the mountain.Under the night dome, there was a faint treasure light that flickered like water, and the wind rose from there."

The cave is about to open!""

One step ahead!"

There were still a few cultivators who couldn't help it, and before the cave mansion opened, they entered the area of twenty miles.As several sword rays lit up the night sky, more cultivators appeared in the surrounding mountains.Jing Jiu swept up with the wind and landed on the top of a big tree, looking into the distance, silent.Back then, between the cliffs more than 20 miles away, the man said so."

If those greedy idiots find that there is no treasure in the cave, only a blank piece of paper, will they be angry?"

After saying this, the man laughed happily, and the laughter echoed among the peaks.Countless years later, that laughter still seems to echo here.Jing Jiu's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a real sword.He fell from the treetops, silently like a fallen leaf, and then dived into the night.It didn't take long for him to appear on the cliff more than twenty miles away.He believed that he didn't make any sound, and even the wind disturbed very little, and if there were people here just now, he shouldn't be alarmed by himself.It's all starting from scratch, and he doesn't believe that the other party can go higher than his own realm.He was a little disappointed.There was no one on the cliff.I don't know how long it took, but the valley below the cliff became lively.Dozens of cultivators gathered here, and the voices of the arguments grew louder and louder.The cave has not yet been fully opened, and these cultivators of scattered and small sects have been unable to hold back, and have begun to discuss how to divide the treasure later, but they have never been able to come up with a plan that everyone is satisfied with.The young monks of Guocheng Temple felt that the atmosphere in the room was becoming more and more tense, and they were a little worried, and wanted to persuade a few words, but they could not speak because of the relationship between closed meditation and were very anxious.The old monk saw many similar pictures and knew that he could not dissuade these people at all, so he closed his eyes and began to recuperate.Later, these cultivators will definitely fight, and it is better to say that those serious injuries with broken hands and broken abdomen will take a lot of energy to heal.The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, looked high in the night sky, sensed the familiar breath, and thought with relief that he should be fine tonight.The quarrel in the valley gradually subsided, and more and more cultivators sensed the breath coming from the distance in the night sky and looked up in shock.An auspicious cloud floated from the southeast, and in the middle of it was an extremely grand lotus throne looming, exuding a tranquil meditation."

Zen Golden Body!"

The cultivators exclaimed in amazement, quickly straightened their clothes, and saluted to the sky.Those who do it are all gifts from younger generations.Guocheng Temple Zenzi, one of the highest ranks in the cultivation world today.Jing Jiu looked at the night sky, a smile on his face, and thought to himself that he should have thought that the little monk should come over to take a look.The only person in the world who knows this story is this little monk.A voice sounded from the depths of the auspicious clouds, fell with the wind, and fell into everyone's ears."

This is a joke between Taiping Zhenren and Jingyang Zhenren, and there is no real treasure, so let's disperse."

Zenzi's voice is very soft, like nectar, and it is impossible to hear the age geometry, and there is a sense of unreality.The cultivators on the ground responded one after another, scattering towards the surrounding areas of the mountains.Everyone is so obedient, naturally because of the prestige of Zen.The monks of Guocheng Temple never lie.And everyone knows that Jingyang Zhenren has no friends, only Zenzi once asked for a hundred days at Shenmo Peak, which can be regarded as close, and what he said is naturally credible.The two monks, old and young, got up and saluted to the auspicious clouds.Zenko's voice disappeared for a while and sounded again."

Senior nephew, don't go north."

The old monk's expression was slightly different, and he bowed his head in response.………… Jing Jiu didn't look at the auspicious clouds in the night sky, but looked at somewhere under the cliff.There was an old man in black there, who seemed to be ordinary, and performed the junior salute with the cultivators around him.Qingshan Jiufeng, everyone has a ghost in their hearts.Jing Jiu didn't expect that he didn't see the biggest ghost tonight, but he saw the most unlikely ghost.In the past, the peak master actually came in person.If it weren't for the fact that when Zenzi appeared, the other party had some reactions, and he wouldn't have been able to find out.Why did the former peak master come?

Because he was also involved in that incident seven years ago, can't you rest assured if you don't come to confirm it with your own eyes?

The next moment, Jing Jiu was vigilant and wanted to withdraw his gaze, but it was too late.The Peak Lord looked up at him with an indifferent expression, as if he hadn't discovered his identity.Jing Jiu knew that the other party's sword sense had fallen on his body, and he couldn't erase it unless he could pull a sufficient distance.If he leaves like this, the other party can find him at any time with his sword sense and kill him with a sword.Jing Jiu turned around and walked without hesitation, following the slope of the cliff to the bottom of the auspicious clouds.The stars are bright tonight, and the shadows of the auspicious clouds are clear.The auspicious clouds drifted towards the north, and he drifted forward in the mountains and rivers in the shadows, still without a sword.I don't know if Xiangyun is too slow, or he is too fast, in short, the two sides are always together.In the past, the peak master didn't know when he came to the cliff, looked at it quietly, and finally did nothing, turning into a sword light and returning to Qingshan.Jing Jiu walked hundreds of miles with Yun and went out of Nanhe Prefecture.The auspicious clouds suddenly became faster, turning into a streamer of light towards the song city in the far north, leaving only the voice of Zen echoing between heaven and earth."

Little friend, I'll send it here, goodbye."

Jing Jiu knew that there were still many people on Xiangyun, and he didn't think about going over to meet each other.The child who used to talk casually is now on the top, and he even needs to ask for the other person's protection.If someone else were in his current situation, he would probably be a little depressed, at least a little uncomfortable.He was fine, but when he finally heard this, he couldn't help but complain.Small......

Friend?

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