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Surrounded by clouds and mist.

At the top of Longhu Mountain, Wenjiu's right eyelid twitched hard after she appeared. She did not think about home. With the ancient mythical beast Suzaku and the great demon with profound cultivation, Jiang Sui'an would not be in any danger at home alone.

At this time, she would never imagine the endgame she would face after Tianliang returned.

The Jiu Pavilion is still tall in the dark, just like the New Year, because there are swan demons and three evil spirits inside.

There are still many people sitting in front of the attic to guard.

The pretty woman's Taoist robe at the front has been changed to a pattern that makes the girl even more delicate.

When she saw Wenjiu appear, she immediately glanced behind her. Wenjiu received her disappointed look and said with a smile, "Sister Ji, are you happy to see me?"

Ji Ying'er's ankle flicked hard and she stood up.

Every look on her face showed arrogance, "You are thinking too much! If it weren't for brother Qingze's sake, I would have driven you down the mountain with my sword."

She is still a little girl after all, and she doesn't hide her jealousy.

Wenjiu knew where the source was at a glance, but now that she had important things to do, she didn't choose to tease and smiled politely.

"I wonder if Master Wang is here? I have something important to discuss with you."

The woman was wearing a simple lake blue coat, and Sai Xue's skin was particularly dazzling in the dark night. The dark circles under her beautiful eyes cannot be covered, and they look extremely haggard.

Ji Ying'er snorted sweetly and put down the sword under her armpit.

As a closed disciple of the leader of Longhu Mountain.

She would not ignore right from wrong and turned around to entrust the other disciples who were guarding the attic. Walked to Wen Jiu.

"The timing of your visit is really good. If it had been in the past, my master would have entered samadhi a long time ago. Today is the day when the four masters gather together, so I will take you to meet the seniors!"

Not really. What she didn't say was that this annual gathering was no ordinary gathering.

Instead, they will discuss major incidents in Xuanmen within a year.

No one was allowed to approach without a summons. Ji Ying'er secretly glanced at Wen Jiu, who was following her calmly, and curled her lips.

Let’s see if he will be so calm when he is severely punished by the boss!

It's not my fault. Who made you enter the Nine Pavilions so arrogantly last time?

Ji Ying'er thought, her body already alert and stood five meters away from the red line. She pointed to the pavilion in the mist in front of her and coughed: "The master and the others are drinking in the pavilion. You can go there by yourself. I have to guard the pavilion!"

Wenjiu didn't say anything and watched her quickly disappear before his eyes.

Walking to where Ji Ying'er was standing just now, she kicked the stones on the ground into the mist with precise feet.

As soon as the palm-sized stone entered, there was no sound of falling to the ground.

Instead, layers of dust hit his face. Wen Jiu reached out to take a handful and rubbed it with his fingertips. It was undoubtedly the stone kicked in just now.

The fog in front of me looks like the light of swords and shadows are gone.

Abnormal title "Meat Grinder".

Wen Jiu stood on tiptoes and flew to a big tree, standing on the highest branch. Looking at it from a distance, the white fog is far from bottom.

"Child, you are really childish."

She sighed softly and turned her wrist.

He opened his arms like a bat and flew straight into the mist, but his separated fingers were folded and formed obediently.

The stars in the sky rushed down and surrounded Wenjiu.

same moment.

The four old men admiring the moon in the Drunken Old Man's Pavilion all showed obvious doubts when they saw the stars suddenly disappearing.

"Hey, this is someone who has absorbed the power of the stars."

Yang Zhong was most familiar with the techniques of Qingyun Temple. He stroked his white beard and grinned, "Could it be that the old guy regretted coming here secretly again?" Zhang Tang said, "He wanted to come to Maoshan, but he was the first one to refuse. You, the old man, have been cooperating with me for so many years." He invited him behind my back and never failed once!?"

"Senior Zhang, after all, Maoshan is a big sect. Be careful with your belly. How could my master come here if he is so stubborn? As a disciple, I am here to make amends for him?"

The warm wine fell to the ground with a splash.

He also turned somersaults in the middle, which frightened Zhang Tang and the three red-faced old men behind him to fall back ninety degrees.

Wen Jiu waved his hand and used his spiritual power to support Yang Zhong who was about to fall to the ground.

He knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said in salute: "Qingyun Guanqingjiu, pay my respects to all the masters."

Xuanmen has a long tradition, and the etiquette that lasts for thousands of years is much more important than that of major aristocratic families. It's just that in today's society, cumbersome etiquette is really inconvenient, so in Xuanmen, only the direct descendants of the sect are required to respect etiquette.

The five major sects all learned from the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty. Even the Buddhist Jinhua Temple has a shadow of Taoism.

So let’s warm the wine, uncles.

Not a high climb.

Just right.

Yang Zhong waved his fly whisk and sat down. Among the others, he was the first to know Wen Jiu and naturally understood her best.

Seeing her respectful look, I was surprised and shocked.

Not too much.

However, Zhang Tang was the first to come to his senses. He slammed the table and said angrily: "You still know that we are elders, not to mention that your master and I have cut off our ties. Just because of the Maoshan leader, you are so good at it." Breaking into this pavilion is a serious crime!"

Faced with his accusation, Wen Jiu pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhang, why are you still so angry? It will cause a series of brain diseases. Hasn't Senior Sister Mu cared about you?"

"you you you!"

When Zhang Tang lives to this age, who dares to disobey him?

He pinched his neck and yelled: "You still have the nerve to say that, but if your Taoist temple hadn't used skin to induce me to be a proud disciple, how would Mu Dan have slacked off in practicing for a man who doesn't care about food and food?"

The atmosphere is about to heat up.

Yang Zhong and Shi Lao came online and felt tired.

"Brother Zhang, why are you arguing with your child?" He sighed, "You can't blame everything the old man did wrong on your child!"

Wenjiu blinked.

He showed an extremely innocent expression.

It seems that the great changes in Xuanmen ten years ago caused Qing Xuzi to hide in Qingyun Temple, making everyone despise him.

The extent was far more serious than she had imagined.

Wen Jiu sighed secretly. Since she had decided to come back, as a member of Qingyun Temple, she must show some attitude.

"Seniors, I am not qualified to know what happened ten years ago. But after so many years, Qingyun Temple has not escaped from the world and donated all its resources and treasures. No matter how great the hatred and grudges are, even if they cannot Xiaoxiao, we have to let our younger generations pay back one or two, right?"

She took out the soul-catching bell, and Wang Yi, who had been sitting on the wall as a Maitreya Buddha, suddenly stood up.

"W-where did you get this?!"

Of course Wenjiu knew what the soul-stirring bell meant to Longhu Mountain.

She said: "Senior Qin Jingfu gave it to me personally."

Zhang Tang's angry face froze on the spot, and Wang Yi's expression changed drastically. Even Yang Zhong and Master Wuchen, who was turning the beads, couldn't help but be shocked.

Qin Jingfu.

How dazzling was this name ten years ago?

It is an existence that can defeat everyone in Xuanmen...