Compared with Shanggong Hall, Qianji Tower, or Internal Affairs Hall, the main hall of Foreign Service Hall is really dilapidated, small and cramped.
But at this moment, there were five Jindan monks present in the meeting hall. In addition to the four Jindan elders who were on duty in the foreign service hall, there was also an elder sitting in the auditorium, and it was Na Mofa.
There was a smile on his face but not a smile, and his eyes looking at Zhuang Wudao were full of teasing.
Outside the door of the lobby, there are many monks and disciples from the Lichen Sect, most of whom came after hearing the news. Either because they were worried about Zhuang Wudao's situation, or because they wanted to see his jokes, or because of Nie Xianling
Zhuang Wudao didn't care, and walked in together with Xuanji, and then each found a seat to sit down.
At this time, Xuanji has become a secret disciple, and Zhuang Wudao has also established a foundation. Even in front of the Yuanshen, they have a place.
Before he could look around and take in the surroundings, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"In addition to you, Zhuang Wudao, I am summoning a spiritual slave, Nie Xianling."
Sitting at the top is a sixty-year-old golden elixir, with a face like a full moon and a gray complexion. His eyes are as cold as frost, and he is not angry or intimidating.
"Why didn't this woman come? She treated my Foreign Service Hall's laws as if they were nothing. How brave she is."
"Nie Xianling followed my order to practice in seclusion, and she has achieved this point flawlessly. Whatever the elders have to say, the same can be said to me, the master."
Zhuang Wudao spoke lightly, without joy or anger, and still looked around. The person sitting in the hall should be Lin Luan, the Jindan elder from the Ming Cuifeng lineage; the person on his right, the first one, is Juechen
Feng Fuyangzi. And the two people opposite, one is a Yongxiu Taoist who, like Mo Fa, comes from the Wuji Peak lineage, and the other one is from Shuiyun Peak and his name is Gu Xu.
They are all Jindan elders in the sect. However, since they were sent to the service hall and held idle positions such as rotating elders, their lifespan has expired or their power is inferior to others.
"How is this possible? I am waiting for this time because I want to report that Nie Xianling is here and I have something to ask. How can there be any reason for the master to come forward for him?"
Na Yongxiu frowned: "Can I think that this is Junior Brother Zhuang who is flouting the laws of our Foreign Service Hall?"
Zhuang Wudao sneered coldly and asked unceremoniously: "What is the conclusive crime of my spiritual slave?
"Two years ago, the incident involved leaking the Dafa passed down by our sect, which was suspected of provoking my Lichen disciples to kill each other."
"This matter has been concluded at the Jindan Conference. Gai Qiancheng and others have plotted evil and colluded with Haitao Pavilion to frame their fellow sect. Even several Daoist Yuanshen have also approved it."
Zhuang Wudao looked across the way, as if he wanted to remember Yongxiu's appearance deeply in his heart.
"They are trying to overturn the case for these three people. Do they think that these Daoist Yuanshen are all blind and will be deceived by me?"
"you--"
Yong Xiu was furious. Although he knew that Zhuang Wudao was a secret disciple of the mountain and had the same status as them, he was still a foundation-building monk after all.
I never expected that this boy could be so domineering.
Xuanji watched this scene with great interest. It was rare to see Zhuang Wudao so sharp and sharp in his speech. This time with Li Han Gong and his party, Zhuang Wudao had really changed a lot. He was no longer the same as when he left Soochow.
Be cautious and timid.
However, he did not get carried away because of his achievements. On the contrary, his demeanor became more calm. Every move showed a domineering attitude. When it was time to show off his talents, he would not be stingy.
"I didn't mean that, but I still had some doubts at the time, so I wanted to inquire clearly."
Lin Luan waved his sleeves and signaled Yong Xiu to calm down, and then said calmly: "Since Junior Brother Zhuang insists on not allowing it, let's let it go. But we have one more thing to ask about this woman, the widow of Nie of Hai Tao Pavilion.
Jane, is it true or false? The Nie family’s ancestral tomb on Jiu Ming Island in the East China Sea is the Nie family’s secret treasure house?”
"May I ask Uncle Lin, is this the crime Xian Ling committed?"
Zhuang Wudao raised the corners of his lips slightly, full of sarcasm, "I haven't heard of any of the rules of the Lichen Sect that can be used to convict her of her crime. I don't know where to start talking about flouting the regulations of the Foreign Service Hall?"
"This is a mistake made by Junior Brother Yongxiu. Don't take it seriously."
Lin Luan remained unmoved and remained calm in his seat: "If Nie Xianling doesn't come, it will be the same if your master comes. Youdao is guilty of carrying a jade. This woman is carrying the Nie family's precious treasure. There is an uproar inside and outside the Lichen Sect. If
If it is not handled properly, I am afraid that the Lichen Sect may be in danger of overthrowing. The Foreign Service Hall manages all the spiritual slaves and miscellaneous servants in the sect, and this matter must be heard."
"Whether this is true or not is the private matter of my spiritual slave, it has nothing to do with the Foreign Service Hall."
Zhuang Wudao was like a rock at this moment. No matter how wind blew or the waves hit him, it could not shake him at all, nor could it leave any trace.
"But it's a matter of life and death for me."
Lin Luan's eyelids closed slightly: "This woman has attracted countless monks throughout the world to covet her, and they are ready to make a move. I, the Lichen Sect, cannot be the enemy of most of the southeastern cultivation world just because of this spiritual slave."
As soon as these words came out, all the Lichen disciples who were watching outside the hall started to buzz.
Zhuang Wudao shook his head: "Senior brother, what you said is too exaggerated. If anyone is greedy for the Nie family's treasure house, just let him come to Xuanling Mountain and Banyue Tower to find me."
After all, the one who protects Nie Xianling is not Li Chen, but the Xuanling Mountain lineage. The one who makes everyone extremely fearful is also Master Jiefa.
There are only more than twenty golden elixirs in Haitao Pavilion, and they can protect their property safely. There is no reason that Xuanling Mountain has one soul and thirty golden elixirs, but it can't protect it.
At this time, in the southeast, except for these people in the Lichen Sect, which loose cultivator dares to stand up and ask for the money from the Lichen Sect?
"Junior brother, this is just showing off your ability to talk."
Lin Luan sighed, his face like a withered tree finally moved, but he looked helpless and said: "I won't argue with you. It is a fact that this woman has harmed the entire Lichen Sect. If she is willing to hand over
If the Nie family's treasure house is dedicated to Lichen, our clan can naturally protect her from any worries in her life."
Zhuang Wudao laughed and handed over the treasure house. In fact, he quite agreed with it. Thinking about it, Nie Xianling would not object.
However, if he really does this, will the storm be settled? Who can prove whether his spirit slave is still hidden? From now on, no one will guess whether he, Master Jiefa and Xuanling Mountain have already taken profit from it.
?
Even if you want to dedicate yourself to Lichen, it is not this way, especially after being forced by others.
Zhuang Wudao calmly drank the tea served by the Qi Practitioner, his face calm and calm...
"What if I don't want to"
"If you don't want to, then you will be kicked out of the dust."
In Lin Luan's eyes, a bright light flashed: "Li Chen Law, all spiritual slaves in the door who are less than ten years old can be expelled from the door and take back the merits they have practiced as long as half of the rotating elders in the foreign service hall agree.
Fa. Junior brothers, what do you think?"
Several people in the hall suddenly looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
Zhuang Wudao looked cold, and from the corner of his eye, he could see the sarcastic smile on Mo Fa's face. Although he didn't say a word, it seemed to be telling him, it doesn't matter if you are arrogant and domineering, it doesn't matter if you have the support of Xuanling Mountain.
That Nie Xianling still has to be handed over according to the rules of the house, and her face is completely lost.
Fuyangzi, who was located at the top of the right corner, thought for a moment and spoke first: "The Nie family's treasure house belongs to Haitao Pavilion. I, the Lichen Sect, have no intention of trying to steal it. However, there is no need for the Lichen Sect to get involved with this woman.
The dispute over the Southeast Realm. What I mean——"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhuang Wudao say leisurely: "Xie Jiuhua lives in Yuncheng, Han State. He is twenty-four years old. His father is Xie Fuyang. He has a fifth-grade spiritual root and a cultivation level of the third level of Qi Lianjing. His family has seventeen thousand acres of land.
There are twenty-four shops in Yun City."
Before he finished speaking, Fuyangzi's complexion turned pale as paper. His body trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhuang Wudao, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and his fierce look was revealed.
Zhuang Wudao seemed to have never seen it: "Foundation-building sterilization, Senior Brother Fuyang was able to find the spiritual object to unlock the essence at the age of three hundred. It must have taken a lot of effort. But since we have heirs, why not give them to the sect?
Men Zhaofu? Is it because he is worried that he has made too many enemies in his early years, and even the Lichen Sect cannot take good care of him, so he allows his descendants to remain anonymous? It’s really difficult for senior brother."
Fuyangzi's hands suddenly clenched tightly, and the handrails on both sides were smashed into pieces with a click. There was both anger and fear in his eyes.
"Zhuzi, don't go too far."
"However, if senior brother is at ease, I, Xuanlingshan, can take care of you for you."
Zhuang Wudao's smile did not diminish: "Of course, if senior brother insists on refusing, then it will be treated as if Wudao has never mentioned it. After all, the future is long, and there are still six hundred years -"
If he becomes a primordial spirit, even if the lifespan consumed by the Hell Corrupt Demon's participation in the Nine Aperture Stones of the Underworld is subtracted, he, Zhuang Wudao, will still have at least 600 years of life, not counting those spiritual elixir saints that can increase his lifespan.
Guo. I have plenty of time to worry about this descendant of Fuyangzi.