Chapter 417

Xiaoxiang Courtyard.

The three mountains and five mountains worship the mountain together, and the Long Hu gate is divided into immortals and mortals.

"This courtyard was built by the Long Hu Mountain Zhang family back then, meaning to protect the loose practitioners of Xijiang. Anyone who enters the mysterious gate is my fellow Daoist, and everyone can practice."

"Precisely because of this, for so many years, we have been able to obtain a trace of soil for survival under the famous sects like Mount Sanqing and Mount Gezao."

Inside the quiet room, a cold voice rang out. The speaker was a middle-aged man with dark skin, turning two iron eggs in his hand, impressively the Free Xu Xu Guanzhu...

Chang Jinzhi.

"Xiao Xiaole, although you are the youngest, you speak wild words, but you are going to be liquidated by the Zhang family," Chang Jinzhi laughed coldly.

"Hehe, I won't speak in riddles."

Just at this moment, the man sitting in the northwest corner smiled, his skin fair, his age a little younger than the others, about forty years old. At this age, he has achieved the Zhai Shou realm, which can be considered a dragon and phoenix among people.

Flying Cloud Xu Xu Guanzhu, Xiao Xiaole, is the youngest and most talented Zhai Shou expert among the loose practitioners in Xijiang.

Xiao Xiaole's smile did not diminish. He picked up the tea bowl, shook it gently, and his gaze fell on Chang Jinzhi.

"Brother Chang, you talk about the Zhang family with your mouth open and the Zhang family with your mouth closed, but behind your back, you are getting hot with Mount Gezao," Xiao Xiaole said with a fake smile.

"Old Chang, it turns out you have already hugged the big tree of Mount Gezao. Your mouth is full of righteousness, but your heart is full of business."

At this moment, the man sitting at the northernmost end spoke. His gray hair was mixed with a few strands of black, one eye was blind, and one ear was missing, looking a bit incomplete.

Forget Worry Xu Xu Guanzhu Pei Buqi, who mixed in the underworld in his early years, wandered on the border of the country, and did all the beheading business. Later, he was pointed out by an expert and entered the Daoist sect to practice.

"Pei Buqi, don't you also have close dealings with Mount Sanqing?"

Just at this moment, the only woman present spoke. She was dressed in white, her face was well-maintained, and she looked only thirty years old, but in fact, she was already nearly sixty. Impressively, she was the Joy Xu Xu Guanzhu Hua Wuhuan.

"Little Sister Hua, I say Old Chang, what are you anxious about? Is it because you have a leg with him? Your dual cultivation method also obtained the essence of the Daoist Yin-Yang Dharma lineage. When shall we have a contest?" Pei Buqi laughed.

"My kung fu is not below Old Chang's."

"Pei Buqi, did you eat shit when you went out today? Your mouth is so smelly? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut off your tongue," Hua Wuhuan's face had no trace of anger, but her words were cold as a blade.

"Cutting off the tongue will lose a lot of fun," Pei Buqi laughed, his gaze still wanton and arrogant. Although he was in the Daoist sect, he was full of bandit spirit.

"Alright, today is not for bickering."

Chang Jinzhi raised his hand, and the tea water in the red mud stove boiled fiercely, like a dragon coming out of the water, falling into the cups in front of everyone, but not a drop spilled.

"Four Seas Wandering Dragon!" Pei Buqi's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Where is Brother Ling? Why hasn't he come yet?" Xiao Xiaole shifted the topic and suddenly asked.

Golden Light Xu Xu Guanzhu Ling Du, among the five, has the best popularity and the most connections.

"I don't know which wild woman's belly he is busy on," Pei Buqi laughed.

"Late, late..."

Just at this moment, a loud voice came from outside the door.

Immediately after, a middle-aged man walked in, with a ruddy complexion and wind in his steps. Although the weather was hot, he was still wearing a suit, quite stylish.

"Brother Ling."

"Brother Ling."

"Ling Du, why did you come so late? Your shelf is big enough."

"Daoist Brother Ling."

The four major temple masters looked over and spoke one after another.

"Sorry, sorry, secular affairs are disturbing, I was delayed," Ling Du apologized.

"Brother Ling, I thought you weren't coming," Xiao Xiaole said.

"Someone from the Northern Zhang came, how could I not come," Ling Du sat down and said.

"What someone from the Northern Zhang, I heard that he hasn't sealed the god and established the image, and in the Northern Zhang, he is just a marginal character who doesn't enter the stream. Does such a small character deserve to sit down and talk with us?" Xiao Xiaole said indifferently.

"Correct, the Northern Zhang's belt is not tight, and they exposed this thing."

Pei Buqi laughed coldly and looked at Ling Du: "Ling Du, what is your attitude?"

"We have already agreed that from now on, we will never pay tribute to the Zhang family again."

The four people did not discuss a result, but Pei Buqi said that there was already a conclusion, and the others looked at each other but did not say much.

"These two days, Xijiang Province has been very lively. I don't know if you have heard..."

"Ming Shenxiu of Mount Gezao has disappeared." Ling Du did not express his position, but shifted the topic and suddenly said.

"Disappeared?"

"Ming Shenxiu is a disciple of Mount Gezao, with supernatural powers. He has been tempered in Shangjing for many years and has great connections in the Dao Alliance," Ling Du says in a deep voice.

"I heard that he returned to Xijiang Province this time, bringing experts from Bai He Guan, and went to Mount Tongluo after returning."

"Mount Tongluo!?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's face changed suddenly.

Mount Tongluo is located at the intersection of three provinces. It is said to be the heart of the southern dragon vein. Since the Tang Dynasty, it has been a forbidden area for the imperial court, and no ordinary people could easily approach it, which continued until the Qing Dynasty.

In Xijiang territory, besides Long Hu Mountain, Mount Sanqing, Mount Gezao, and other famous mountains and sects that occupy grotto-heavens, Mount Tongluo can be called the number one blessed land in Xijiang Province.

"What are they doing in that place?" Chang Jinzhi asked suspiciously.

Mount Tongluo is both a blessed land and a dead end. Even ordinary experts dare not enter it easily.

"I heard that a distinguished guest from Bai He Guan fought with someone not long ago, his soul was greatly damaged, and he was close to demise. He wanted to use this dragon vein blessed land to repair his soul, break the calamity, and turn his luck."

Ling Du's news is quite well-informed, and he can even explore such secrets.

"Yu Xuanji of Mount Sanqing has also gone."

"Yu Xuanji is the successor of Mount Sanqing, cold and arrogant. What kind of distinguished guest of Bai He Guan is worth her lowering her status?" Hua Wuhuan could not help but say.

"I don't know about that," Ling Du shook his head.

"Ming Shenxiu is backed by Mount Gezao. This time he returned, and there were Bai He Guan and even Dao Alliance experts... but he disappeared for no reason recently. It's too strange," Ling Du shifted the topic and circled back.

"At present, who dares to move him?"

"Are you talking about the people of the Northern Zhang?" Pei Buqi says in a deep voice.

"Didn't they say that the Northern Zhang only sent this marginal character back this time? Are there any experts who sealed the god?"

As soon as these words came out, the other temple masters could not help but be moved.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that it is the Long Hu Mountain Zhang family. Although the mountain gate is closed, the incense is still there. If they really return to Xijiang in a big way, the pattern of the world will change, and perhaps even Long Hu Mountain will have to be reopened.

"If so, then what else is there to say? I am still the dog of the Zhang family," Xiao Xiaole says indifferently.

"It shouldn't be. Shangjing will not let the Northern Zhang return."

Ordinary people cannot see the game at the highest level, but those who have reached this realm know that the Long Hu Zhang family only has this lineage left, and countless eyes are staring at it. Every move there can be said to affect the whole body.

Returning to Xijiang is not something that one or two people can decide.

"Brother Ling, you have wide connections and many ways. Did you receive any wind?" Chang Jinzhi asked.

"Why Ming Shenxiu disappeared, Mount Gezao is also investigating. He has contacted too many people recently and also went to Mount Tongluo," Ling Du shook his head and whispered.

"There is no clue for the time being, but I also heard that the little ghost of the Northern Zhang visited Old Xiang yesterday."

"Xiang Nantian!?" Pei Buqi's brows knit.

Xiang Nantian has a very high prestige among the loose practitioners in Xijiang, and even they have to respect him.

"What did they talk about?"

"Since it was a secret talk, how would I know?" Ling Du says indifferently.