Chen Qingfeng's words come from the heart and from the heart.

The head of Longhu Mountain looked at the cold corpse on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Now, Zhang Zichen and others also understood the general situation. On the way to Longhu Mountain, the peripheral disciple Lu Ting had already told Zhang Zichen and the others about the recent murder incident.

But I didn't expect that today was the fourth day, and the corpse was found again. This monster was so brave that he dared to act in a Taoist sect like Longhu Mountain that has bred the laws of heaven for thousands of years.

Next, Zhang Qingyun, the head of Longhu Mountain, began to speak. His words were undoubtedly to ask everyone to urge him to see if there were any abnormal people around him. He also asked everyone to try their best to go out together to prevent being attacked by unknown ghosts.

Some old men from the Elders added, saying that, especially at night, don’t go out alone, so that everyone can sleep and lock the doors and windows, and send a distress signal as soon as possible when there is any disturbance.

At the end of this year, no one expected such a big event to happen. Four people were killed for four consecutive days. This was a true sacrificial thing.

It was already evening when Zhang Qingyun finished all this.

Everyone gathered to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner in Longhu Mountain. There is a huge canteen in Longhu Mountain. In the evening, firecrackers sounded, and everyone walked out of the shadow of the death.

Walking into the huge canteen of Longhu Mountain, there were dozens of tables inside, which were a little unattainable. I directly set up a temporary shed in the open space outside the canteen gate and continued to set up the tables.

Zhang Shouqing, Zhang Zichen and others were regarded as guests of VIPs by Zhang Qingyun and were invited to share the same table with the head and several elders.

Seeing Zhang Shouqing, Zhang Zichen and others sitting at the most noble table, the Longhu Mountain Gate below began to talk.

"Who are these people? How do you sit with the head?"

"Yes, I haven't seen it before, is it a big shot?"

"Bad characters! They are the disciples of Zhang Tianxi, the genius of Taoism, sixty years ago."

"What's the use of a genius practicing Taoism? I heard that among them, there are only two powerful people in the Golden Elixir Realm, and the rest are garbage!"

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The above discussions of the Longhu Mountain Gatemen were originally drowned in the sound waves, but Zhang Zichen could hear them when he pricked up his ears.

There are also some extremely unpleasant topics, which make Zhang Zichen wonder whether he should continue to stay here.

Looking at Zhang Jianfeng and Hei Tong in a blink of an eye, their faces were not good-looking. Obviously, they also heard these comments and dislikes.

However, Zhang Qingyun, the head of Longhu Mountain, and the elders were full of smiles, and they were very indulging in this dispersion.

It seems that the master's departure caused a lot of awkwardness to these people. Now, these people are preparing to vent their unhappiness in their hearts and their disciples.

At this time, the head of Longhu Mountain was the master, and Zhang Zichen and others were guests. On the other party’s territory, it would be more honest and endured and then passed by.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Zhang Qingyun, the head of Longhu Mountain, stood up, held up his life, and said, "We practitioners who practice Taoism pay attention to being pure and have few desires. Then I will use water instead of wine here, and I will toast you a glass!"

"Thank you, the leader!" Zhang Shouqing, Zhang Zichen and others quickly stood up and drank with Zhang Qingyun.

After drinking a glass of clear water, Zhang Zichen felt tasteless. Thinking about it, he could eat meat and drink alcohol at home.

Just like Jigong, as the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines and keep it in the Buddha's heart, that is the true practice of Taoism.

I really didn't expect that such a big sect has so many rules.

Moreover, looking at the dishes on the table, there is no trace of meat dishes, all of which are made of vegetables and tofu into various shapes.

Those who know will not say much, and those who don’t know will think that a sect like Longhu Mountain is so poor that it cannot afford meat.

"Come on, everyone eat food!"

Zhang Qingyun asked everyone to eat the food. He ate a few bites of the food himself, then raised his head, looked at Zhang Shouqing, and asked, "Junior Brother Shouqing, how are your master?"

Zhang Shouqing nodded and smiled, "It's not bad, I'm healthy and my cultivation is growing."

"That's good, that's good!" Zhang Qingyun laughed, "Uncle Tianxi was a rare cultivation genius in Longhu Mountain in hundreds of years. I liked him very much at that time!"

"Then I will thank the head for my master." Zhang Shouqing said with a smile.

"By the way, Shouqing, we have explained it on the invitation post, and Junior Brother Qingfeng has also told you, right?" Zhang Qingyun asked.

"Well, we can send someone to attend the Jiazi Taoist Conference in Wudang Mountain next year." Zhang Shouqing knew that Longhu Mountain gave up this quota to show weakness, and wanted Zhang Tianxi to return to the sect to show goodwill.

"Then the relationship is good!" Zhang Qingyun was very happy, then pointed at Zhang Jianfeng and Hei Tong and said, "Are these two disciples? The realm is in the Golden Pill stage, and they are two good seedlings! Who are you going to send to attend this Taoist discussion meeting?"

"He, my third disciple Zhang Zichen." Zhang Shouqing's answer not only stunned Zhang Qingyun, but also the other elders present were stunned.

The cultivation level of these elders is not low, the highest is the Golden Elixir stage, and the lowest is the late stage of foundation building. They can see at a glance that Zhang Zichen's realm is only in the late stage of foundation building.

Zhang Shouqingzhen was ignorant of the current affairs. He put two disciples from the Jindan realm on the side and actually asked a stinky brat in the late stage of foundation building to attend this Jiazi Taoist Conference. Isn’t this embarrassing the Longhu Mountain Gate?

Everyone knows that the Jiazi Taoist Conference held every sixty years is held in turn among major sects, but among the martial arts disciples sent by those major sects every year, the minimum cultivation level is above the Golden Pill stage.

Now, Zhang Shouqing is not blushing at all and wants a bad guy from the foundation-building stage to appear. No one present looks good.

Zhang Qingyun's face also changed a few times, and she smiled awkwardly: "Junior Brother Shouqing, are you kidding? Your disciple's cultivation level is only in the foundation-building stage?"

Zhang Shouqing seemed to have heard the doubts in the head, but he could only obey his master's instructions.

Zhang Shouqing smiled bitterly and said, "Header, I can't make any decisions about these things, but... it's just that my master asked me to do this, saying that Zi Chen would go and practice."

"Training!?This..." Hearing Zhang Shouqing say this, even Zhang Qingyun, the respected leader, had the urge to get angry and let a disciple at the foundation-building stage participate in the competition. Isn't this obviously a joke and a slap in the face?

Except for Zhao Yating who was feeding Xiao Cailing for dinner, the rest of the people on the entire table remained silent.
Chapter completed!