Yuxiang

Murong Xianxian naturally didn't know about her unintentional actions, and almost caused a childish girl to bump into her head. That stone wall is actually a restriction, and if she doesn't know the way to pass it, she will naturally hit the wall.

After she passed the restriction, the heavy restriction naturally recovered, her eyes suddenly brightened, and a pleasant atmosphere filled the air, Murong Xianxian took a deep breath, and then looked around carefully.

Although Putuo Mountain has undergone great changes, the real mountain gate of Guanyin Pavilion is separated from the outside world by a formation, and it occupies a large area. The place where you can see is full of greenery, and the aura is even more abundant than that of Wenxiangfang. It was the medicine gardens that entered the destination, and the faint aroma of herbs came. There were quite a few books of medicinal materials that were not short, and there was a bamboo forest more than a hundred meters ahead, about two meters high, thicker than the little finger. The purple bamboo stands facing the wind, and the bamboo leaves tremble slightly with the wind, revealing a breath of pure spirit.

"It turned out to be a red sandalwood bamboo that hasn't grown yet." Murong Xianxian was greatly surprised.

"Who? Dare to trespass on Guanyin Pavilion"

Two shouts rang out, and two eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls jumped down from the nearby tree, staring at her with frosty faces.

As expected of a character cultivated in the practice sect

Murong Xianxian sighed in admiration. These two girls are not very old, but they have already stepped into the ranks of practitioners. If I hadn't had another adventure later, I am afraid that they are still stuck in the innate realm now. It can be seen that in the journey of cultivation, talent and Effort is important, but luck and opportunity are also essential.

"Don't get me wrong, I was invited by two elders, Xinlian and Xinyi." Murong Xianxian replied hastily.

"Where did you hear the names of the two elders and come here to show off?" The girl on the left saw that she was about the same age as herself, so she naturally didn't believe that she would meet the two prestigious elders in the door, let alone invite them up.

"Junior Sister, don't be rash."

The girl on the right obviously needs to be more careful.First of all, ordinary people don't know the names of the two elders, but even if they know, they shouldn't use the names of the two elders casually, and the other party obviously used the correct method of entering and exiting the prohibition. sub-relationship.

"How could I be so rash?"

The junior sister is a little ungrateful.asked carelessly.

"cough."

The senior sister coughed helplessly: "May I ask what your name is?"

The junior sister next to her looked at her senior sister with some puzzlement.I don't understand why she has become so strange.

"Please go in and report. I am Murong Xianxian from Wenxiangfang." Murong Xianxian calmly reported her name.

"Please wait."

The senior sister hesitated.Turning to Junior Sister: "Junior Sister, go immediately and inform the two elders that I will wait here with Miss Murong."

This girl is not only attentive.And quite steady.She was worried that she would keep this big sister, if she really caused trouble, it would be difficult to deal with it. At the same time, she was also afraid that something was wrong with Murong Xianxian, in case her junior sister was in danger.Also a hassle.

Watching the junior sister leave as if flying away, the senior sister said: "My name is Mu Fei. I am an inner disciple to be selected. I don't know where Miss Murong is from?"

She was clichéd, Murong Xianxian thought it was funny, and replied casually: "I'm from the Northeast. Miss Mu, what's the matter with the 'inner disciple to be selected'?"

"After being selected into the inner sect, we all have to practice martial arts with the same teacher. Only after we become practitioners can we become true inner sect disciples..." This child is really an honest person, and he didn't use other people's words. Come first to know everything and answer, and talk endlessly.

The two walked forward slowly while talking, Murong Xianxian casually pointed out the scenery on both sides, while Mu Fei seriously entered the role of tour guide and mediator.

Guanyin Pavilion is not an attic, but a temple, and it is also the only building complex in Putuo Wonderland. Behind this building, there is a famous cave - Tingchao Cave, where is the place where Daoist Cihang practiced and enlightened , Also known as the Patriarch Cave, Tingchao Cave will be opened for worship only on the birthday of Master Cihang.

In the Guanyin Pavilion, there are also many courtyards, such as the Guanyin Hall where the owner of the pavilion lives, the Zizhu Temple where the elders live, and the Tingtao Xiaozhu where the disciples who are waiting to be selected live, etc. Every building is full of ancient flavor. It has a history of at least a thousand years. The two tall linden trees at the gate are tall and vigorous, and they have a history of at least a thousand years, which makes the gate of the ancient temple look extraordinarily deep.

In a small pavilion a little far from the gate, a middle-aged nun is standing in the pavilion looking towards the end of the path in the distance:

"According to the sound transmission talisman of that child in Tsing Yi, Murong Xianxian should have come to Putuo a long time ago. How come there is still no one there. Could it be that he went the wrong way?"

This middle-aged nun is Xinlian. Although Luo Qingyi couldn't accompany Murong Xianxian because of temporary errands, after Murong Xianxian left, she sent a message with a sound transmission talisman, informing Xinlian of Murong Xianxian's departure time and possible arrival. So when she was thinking about the time, she waited in this pavilion.

The emergence of the lineage of Wenxiangfang is a major event in the Guanyin Pavilion. Since the elders in the pavilion knew that they had found the lineage of Wenxiangfang, all the elders, including the pavilion master, began to pay more attention to this matter than ever before. Come on, these days, I specially asked the two elders, Xinlian and Xinyi, to keep an eye on Murong Xianxian's movements,

However, Elder Xinlian's patience can't be easily shaken. Although he feels strange, he still stands tall like a mountain, looking into the distance.

There was a light sound in the air, and a sword light flew from a distance like a long rainbow through the sky. When it came close, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and a short, clear-looking bhikkhuni appeared in a moon-white monk robe.

Xinlian saw this person clearly at a glance, and hurriedly bowed down respectfully: "Xinlian welcomes Uncle Jingqing."

The person whose Dharma name is Jingqing is probably one of the elders with the highest seniority in Guanyin Pavilion. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of transforming into an infant, and he is also among the best in the entire cultivation world. To respectfully call a senior.

With a slight exclamation, Mrs. Jingqing came to Xinlian, raised her sleeves slightly, and lifted her up with a gentle force: "Xinlian, what are you doing here?"

"Report to Master Uncle. The disciple is here waiting for the successor of Wenxiangfang." Xinlian replied quickly.

"Oh, is that Murong Xianxian?" Master Jingqing asked.

"Yes." Xinlian replied.

"What do you think of this person?" Master Jingqing asked suddenly.

"What?" Xinlian didn't react for a moment.

"Can she support another branch of the patriarch's lineage?" Master Jingqing asked.

Xinlian's heart trembled suddenly, she recalled the controversy in the sect for a while, some people advocated that a group of disciples from the Guanyin Pavilion should be sent to the Wenxiangfang branch, and some people suggested that some of the lay disciples should be included in the Wenxiangfang branch .Some people even proposed to ask Wenxiangfang to hand over the orthodoxy.Integrating with Guanyin Pavilion, of course, some people think that there is no need to make any changes.Unless it is a request from the Wenxiangfang lineage...Among these discussions, there are no voices from the senior elders and pavilion masters in the pavilion, and what does Mrs. Jingqing mean by this?

See the look in Master Jingqing's eyes.Elder Xinlian thought for a while and said: "The means of strength cannot rely on plundering. No matter how lofty the purpose is, plundering is plundering, and it will not appear equally lofty because of a great goal. This will only push the other party away. As far as I know I know. Yuxu Palace has already received news about this, and they probably also want Wenxiangfang to return."

"They. They just want the return of the cool glass bottle." Master Jingqing's eyes showed a trace of disgust that a monk should not have.

Xinlian frowned: "This...do you need to send someone to protect Murong's guy?"

"Basically, you don't have to. If someone dares to use tricks on ordinary people, then they don't have to hang out in the cultivation world." Master Jingqing said too much, and left with the flying sword again. The brilliance flashed and disappeared into the building complex.

Xinlian sighed softly, suddenly she was a little confused whether it was good or bad to find the line of Wenxiangfang.At this moment, there was a slight sound of wind in the hem of the skirt, and a girl ran towards this side in a hurry.

"Elder Xinlian"

When the girl saw her, she stopped quickly and bowed respectfully.

"You are... Zhao Yayu?" Elder Xinlian vaguely remembered the girl's name.

"It's me, the elder still remembers my name?" The girl is the junior sister of the girl named Mu Fei from before. Seeing that Xinlian remembered her name, she seemed very excited.

"Ya, what is going on in such a hurry?" Xinlian asked in a harmonious voice.

"Yes... There is a person asking to see you."

Zhao Yatian suddenly remembered that there was still business to do, "It's a girl named Murong Xianxian, who came from Wenxiangfang."

"Oh, she's here already?" Xinlian's face became happy, and suddenly she felt something, she raised her eyes and looked forward, only to see Murong Xianxian and the girl named Mu Fei walking towards her.

Murong Xianxian saw that it was Elder Xinlian waiting outside the temple, so she quickly pulled Mu Fei who was beside her, and in a blink of an eye she had already arrived in front of Elder Xinlian, she bowed slightly: "Elder Xinlian."

"Junior Sister Murong, you should call me 'Senior Sister'." Elder Xinlian smiled.

Although the last time the two of them met was not long, Murong Xianxian had already explained clearly the inheritance of the past dynasties, and at the Guanyin Pavilion, the inheritance was also perfect, so Elder Xinlian's words already showed that the Guanyin Pavilion had already Fully acknowledged her identity.

Junior sister?

Both Mu Fei and Zhao Yahou's eyes widened in surprise.

"Senior sister, she...is she also a master uncle? How old is she?" Zhao Yayu, who was standing three meters away, couldn't bear it anymore, and asked in a low voice.

"How would I know? Maybe it's because of the beauty?" Mu Fei whispered uncertainly.

What and what?

Murong Xianxian can't laugh or cry.

"Stop guessing."

Elder Xinlian couldn't help laughing: "Go back quickly."

"Yes."

The two girls ran for a few steps and stopped again. Zhao Yajin stretched out her finger and poked Mu Fei lightly. The latter boldly asked, "Master Murong Uncle, what kind of beauty-retaining spell are you using?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Elder Xinlian reprimanded: "Your master Murong uncle is only 20 years old this year, what kind of method do you need to keep your face?"

"I'm sorry." The two girls stuck out their tongues and ran away laughing.

"Let's go, the pavilion master is already waiting." Elder Xinlian said. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.)