surnamed Wang

Chapter 588 Zongmen Assembly
There are more than ten thousand sect disciples gathered in the Zhongfeng Square of Lingyun Sect. Excluding those who go out to perform missions and retreat, almost all the rest are here.

Wang Gingquan returned to the pink shirt repaired by his apprentice, and wore a brand-new scabbard with a double-pronged sword on his waist. He came to the square full of heroism, and the monks along the way naturally greeted each other when they saw this.

Looking at the many fans in the crowd, Wang Gingquan subconsciously turned his eyes to the place where the fairies of Chixia Peak gathered, not wanting to meet Yan Hong's eyes, the two immediately looked a little embarrassed.

The Zongmen General Assembly was presided over by the Supreme Elder himself. This time, the old man finally changed into a decent attire - he wore a purple and gold robe that was full of luxury, and his face still had a benevolent smile that has not changed for thousands of years.

In addition, there were two elders standing on both sides, namely the young elder Xu Junyu and the black-robed elder Guihualou, but the old woman from Chixia Peak was not seen.

The elder Taishang glanced at everyone, nodded to the two people beside him, and Guihualou took the lead to step forward and said:

"Golden Dan Qi Yuan Wen came to power."

The little elder followed closely and said:
"Duan Yi in the Nascent Soul Stage is on stage."

Out of the crowd below, two young men flitted to the stage unsteadily.

The Great Elder took out two storage bags and handed them to the two of them respectively. The latter took it respectfully, and hurriedly saluted and thanked them without checking.

When the two returned to the stage, the old man looked at Xi Hong in the crowd with a kind face, "Girl, come up."

"Yes."

Xi Hong came to the stage and bowed softly to the three elders. The elder Taishang smiled even more, handed over a beautifully crafted storage bag and said:

"Girl, are you willing to worship under the old man?"

Yan Hong first raised her head in a little surprise, and then hurriedly knelt down and bowed. This scene caused quite a commotion in the audience, and everyone couldn't help but whispered to each other.

"Stop making noise." The little elder said coldly, and the crowd fell silent immediately.

……

Wang Gangquan couldn't help but fantasize at this moment, although he was only ranked second, but with his excellent performance in the competition, how could he become the elder's personal disciple.

Although one apprentice worshiping the second master is somewhat suspected of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, but he is not familiar with the place of birth, and he has not found any clues about the master after more than half a year of inquiring.

Just when he was thinking about which apprentice to choose for a while, the voice of the little elder sounded again on the stage:

"Zhao Zhiyi, come on stage."

"Okay."

Wang Gangquan responded, and quickly walked in front of several elders, and bowed respectfully.

"According to the rules, you are not the number one, so you are not eligible to go on stage to receive the award, but because of your contribution to discovering the secret work outside the territory, the head of the department is extra gracious, not only allowing you to go on stage, but also giving you richer rewards than before."

After the little elder finished speaking, he handed over a storage bag, Wang Gangquan took it respectfully, and then looked at him blankly.

"Look at what I do, don't you thank me?"

"Nothing else?"

"You kid is quite greedy."

"I didn't mean that..."

"That's not what you mean, hurry down."

The little elder frowned, Wang Bingquan hurriedly saluted and left after seeing this.

……

On the way back, Wang Gingquan couldn't help scratching his head, muttering:

"It shouldn't be. Those old monsters should rush to accept a rising star with outstanding talent like me. Is it because they are afraid that I will refuse to save face?"

Unknowingly, Wang Gangquan returned to the entrance of the cave, and when he looked up, the four disciples were standing neatly inside the cave.

"What are you doing here?"

"The disciples are here to congratulate Master." The little bald head put his hands behind his back and smiled playfully.

A tinge of warmth appeared in Wang Gangquan's lost mood, he walked to the dragon chair, sat down on his buttocks and said:

"Don't stand around stupidly, find a place to sit by yourself, this time the sect rewards are generous, I will take you to the foot of the mountain for a meal in a while."

"Thank you, Master."

The disciples looked happy, but none of them sat down, and the little bald head came forward alone, with a slightly shy expression on his face.

Wang Gangquan guessed it, raised his eyelids and said:

"How much do you owe this time? Let's talk about it first. The Zongmen rewards me for other purposes, and it won't help you much. If it exceeds [-], you two should pack up and run away."

"Master, you misunderstood, this time I really didn't borrow money."

The little bald head said, holding a unique pendant in both hands, and the other three people also surrounded him. Jin Guang wagged his tail and said:

"Master has always been kind to me, this is a little bit of kindness from the disciples to buy the spirit stone."

Wang Pingquan picked up the jade pendant, filled with emotion in his heart. When he was a prince, there were countless antique jade wares respected by others, and any piece of beautiful jade among them was several times larger than the pendant in front of him. The degree of preciousness in my heart is far better than anything before.

Taking out a folding fan from the storage bag, Wang Gangquan carefully hung the pendant on it, and asked casually:
"By the way, the spirit stones of both of you haven't lost yet?"

Xu Tiedan scratched his head in embarrassment and said:
"Thanks to the golden light this time, I originally planned to follow your footsteps without hesitation, but the dog said that I couldn't bury all the bones in a pit, so we pressed half of them, and we did lose a lot in the end, but Not to the point of running away."

"For your cleverness, let's go and eat."

……

In the restaurant of Wushan County, delicacies were served on the table.

Cultivators don't eat five grains, but sometimes they still cannot avoid the desire of tongue, especially for children like them who have just stepped into practice.

The ingredients for this meal are all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth. Although most of them are artificially farmed, the price is not low. Just an ordinary spirit grass soup costs five thousand spirit stones.

Wang Gingquan picked up a colorful reed chicken leg and put it in the golden bowl under the table, then took a sip of the wine and said:

"After eating in a while, don't forget to go back to breathe and digest. These are great tonics, which are helpful for your cultivation, but if you accumulate them for too long, they will be bad for your body."

"Understood Master."

Satiated with wine and food, everyone headed back to the house, and as soon as they arrived halfway up the mountain, an acquaintance walked up to them.

"Friend Daoist Hong, what a coincidence." Wang Bingquan greeted him proactively.

"I came here on a special trip to find Brother Zhao. The head is here to invite you." Hong Qingyan always had a bitter face.

"What does the head want me to do?"

"I don't know. If brother Zhao has nothing to do, hurry up and go with Hong."

Wang Gangquan nodded, and after a few instructions with his disciples, he followed Hong Qingyan all the way to the top of Zhongfeng.

……

It was the first time for him to come to Zhongfeng Peak. The buildings here are much more magnificent than the other two peaks. Yanjun Peak is majestic and majestic, Chixia Peak is exquisite and elegant, and Zhongfeng is extremely majestic, as if showing itself to be the master all the time.

Wang Gingquan looked at the huge and somewhat exaggerated Golden Roof Hall in front of him, and couldn't help but slander the sect for wasting money and people. At this moment, Hong Qingyan poked him with his finger and said in a low voice:
"I won't go in with Brother Zhao, so I can do it myself."

Wang Gangquan stepped into the gate suspiciously, walked through the corridors, bypassed the screen walls, and finally saw the master in the front courtyard—the master in purple robes and a golden crown was standing by the pond feeding the fish.

Wang Gangquan bowed and saluted, "My guest, Zhao Zhiyi, please refer to the head of the sect."

The middle-aged man sprinkled the fish food into the pond, and said slowly:

"How long has Zhao Menke been in the sect?"

"It will take less than a year to return to the head."

"According to the rules, I shouldn't be looking for you so quickly, but there is indeed no more suitable candidate than you in the sect."

"Dare to ask the head, what is it?"

The man stopped his movements, put the food bowl aside, turned his head to look at the young man in front of him and said:
"This seat wants you to participate in the crusade outside the territory."

……

(End of this chapter)