The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 186 Dajiang Gang, Baiyun Temple

Facing Rong Jiaojiao's ridicule, Song Xing glanced at her meaningfully, and responded with a smile: "Your master mentioned you before, saying that although you are young, you have made a lot of achievements in Luoyang Weizhong these years, Quite the demeanor of a senior brother."

Rong Jiaojiao saw that Song Xing didn't take her word for it, so she looked at Song Xing secretly for a few times, and said with a coquettish smile: "Uncle Master is really flattering Jiaojiao, I am a weak woman, what great things can I do, the old gentleman can see My father has to be able to take care of the mundane affairs in Luoyang these years."

Song Xing nodded: "Senior Brother has really worked hard these years, and Master often said that Senior Brother is the best at dealing with mundane affairs. If Master hadn't left too suddenly, I really wouldn't dare to disturb Senior Brother. If Luoyang cannot do without Senior Brother, sacrifice After paying homage to the master, the nephew and brother should leave first, don't delay the Guanzhong affairs."

The smile on Rong Jiaojiao's face froze, she glanced at Song Xing with some annoyance, and said, "The mundane affairs at the foot of the mountain are not as important as worshiping the ancestor. The ancestor left in a hurry this time, and my father was worried I broke the rules and rushed to preside over the overall situation, how could I just walk away."

Song Xing said lightly: "Everything in the view is fine, don't bother you, nephew."

Before Rong Jiaojiao could speak again, the figure of Li Zhenzong outside the hall had already appeared at the door, and he was still far away when his loud voice came over: "I heard that Pichen is back?"

Nodding at Song Xing, Li Zhenzong didn't seem to see Rong Jiaojiao, and stepped straight into the hall where the coffin was placed.

Pichen was kneeling in front of the coffin at this moment, paying homage to Song Wenshao.

Although he came back this time to compete for the position of the Lord of the Old Monarch, but Song Wenshao was his mentor after all, and he had treated him well for decades, so it was necessary to burn a stick of incense.

Hearing Li Zhenzong's voice, Pichen got up and saluted Li Zhenzong again: "It turns out that my uncle is back."

Li Zhenzong rolled his eyes strangely: "How can I not come back after such a big incident happened in the temple? But you disciples, boy Song was alone in the temple when something happened, how do you handle things?"

Hearing Li Zhenzong's involuntary beating, Bichen almost died of anger, but Li Zhenzong is an elder, so he could only hold back his anger and said: "It's my nephew, isn't it? No, I rushed back as soon as I received the news, just because I was afraid of Master." No, no one in the audience is in charge of the overall situation."

Li Zhenzong saw that Pichen was about to speak again, but Song Xing was the first to say: "Uncle, brother, the trip is exhausting, it must be hard work, why don't you let them rest first, if you have anything to say, it's not too late to say later."

Seeing that Li Zhenzong was there, Bi Chen knew that now was not a good time to launch a crisis, so he pushed the boat forward and said, "Master treated me with great kindness before he was alive, but now that something like this has happened, how can I rest in peace? I will keep vigil for Master for seven days , a little filial piety."

Li Zhenzong sneered: "Brother, I didn't see how filial you guys were when you were alive, but now you are showing filial piety after death."

Pichen was a seasoned and deep man, and he didn't argue with him, so he knelt in the mourning hall and insisted on keeping filial piety for Song Wenshao.

Just as the two sides were arguing, Dao Tong came to report that Laojunguan's second and third disciples had returned at the same time.

After a while, two groups of people rushed to the door.

On the left is a big man like an iron tower, with a burly figure, broad shoulders and round waist, under the thick black eyebrows, his eyes are shining like a tiger and wolf.

The person on the right is about thirty years old, dressed as a Taoist priest with a long sword on his back, wearing a washed white Taoist robe, wearing a wishful Taoist scarf, white socks and Qingyun shoes under his feet, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a little cinnabar on his forehead is as red as blood .

Song Xing walked up to the two of them, cupped his hands at the big man on the left and said, "Second Senior Brother."

Turning to the Taoist again, he said, "Third Senior Brother."

It was Song Wenshao's second disciple Mu Jiangyin and third disciple Liu Qingshan who came.

Mu Jiang Yinming's ostensible identity is the helm of the largest gang in Luoyang City, the Dajiang Gang, while Liu Qingshan's ostensible identity is the host of the Baiyun Temple outside Luoyang City. sought after.

For Song Xing's greeting, Mu Jiangyin seemed very indifferent, nodded and walked past Song Xing towards Bichen.On the contrary, Liu Qingshan smiled at Song Xing, showing a trace of kindness.

Among the magic sect, the so-called brotherhood between teachers and brothers is not worth mentioning at all.Mu Jiangyin's indifference does not mean that he has any malice, and the kindness shown by Liu Qingshan does not mean that he has much affection for Song Xing.

Facing Mu Jiangyin's indifference, Song Xing didn't take it seriously, and followed Mu Jiangyin into the hall with Liu Qingshan.

It wasn't until seeing Li Zhenzong here that the arrogant expression on Mu Jiangyin's face calmed down a little, and he and Liu Qingshan worshiped Song Wenshao's coffin together.

"Little brother, when master died, you were the only one by his side. Did master explain anything before he died?"

After the worship, Mu Jiangyin asked straight to the point.

Looking at the second senior brother with a rough face, Song Xing relied on the few impressions in his mind to judge the intention of what he said at the moment.

Although Mu Jiangyin looks rough, but he is able to control the huge Dajiang Gang, if someone thinks that he has a rough personality, he is absolutely wrong.

When Song Wenshao was chatting with Song Xing before his death, he once said that his second disciple was born with a piglike face and a loud heart, and he was not inferior to the other two disciples in terms of scheming and means.

Song Xing said lightly: "Master's body is not cold yet, the second senior brother came up and asked the master's last words, what do you mean?"

Mu Jiangyin glanced at Li Zhenzong next to him, and said with a hey smile: "Brother, don't get me wrong, isn't senior brother concerned about the future of the old man? These years, the Yinkui Sect has dominated the Holy Sect, and the Xieji Sect is also ambitious. Laojunguan's status in the holy sect is going from bad to worse, and the master can support it with all his strength when he is alive, but now that the master is gone, the Xieji sect is bound to stare at Laojunguan, brother, I am also anxious."

Seeing what Mu Jiangyin said, Pichen stood up and said, "Second Junior Brother, you don't need to scare the Junior Brother with alarmist words. Although Lao Junguan has encountered difficulties many times in recent years, as a brother and a senior brother, he should inherit the legacy of the master." , Guangda Laojun looks at the lintel."

"With Martial Uncle Li and fellow juniors, Laojunguan will not be defeated."

Bichen's words were inside and out, and he already regarded himself as the master who sees the future. Mu Jiangyin just sneered when he heard the words.

Pichen meant to snatch the master of Laojun Temple, so why not? Although Laojun Temple is the last one in the magic sect, after all, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and its background is not comparable to that of ordinary small sects.

What's more, Laojun Guan Zhen Guan's secret book "Shangqing Huangshu Guoduyi", only the master has the opportunity to practice. Mu Jiang has practiced martial arts for 30 years, and martial arts has already entered a bottleneck. Only "Shangqing Huangshu Duoyi" can Help him break through the bottleneck.

"Senior brother's words are wrong. Senior brother is usually distracted from managing common affairs. Now he is an important figure in the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce. How is it suitable for permanent residence in Qingyang Temple? However, senior brother, I have a lot of disciples from the Dajiang Gang. I can send a group of disciples here to protect them. Qingyang has a comprehensive view."

In fact, both of them had good friends in the temple, so when they heard the news of Song Wenshao's death, they knew that Song Wenshao had given the token of the temple master to Song Xing, but at this moment, neither of them mentioned it, pretending not to know .

"Okay, before your master is buried, you are arguing endlessly in front of his spirit, what does it look like?"

Seeing the two talking too much, Li Zhenzong said angrily.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after the senior brother's first seven."

The Demon Sect has always been indifferent to life and death, and there are not so many rules in dealing with funeral affairs. The burial after seven days of death is the rule of Laojunguan, which is not so particular.

Seeing that Li Zhenzong was angry, everyone present bowed down to admit their mistakes, and no longer entangled with Song Wenshao's last words.

Everyone knew in their hearts that it was time to see each other after seven days of cessation.

(End of this chapter)