Vol 5 Chapter 3: Xianluozong

Although Zhang Yan previously sent out the Wang sisters to investigate, after all, those elderly people were not monks, and their knowledge was limited, but Gongsun Chang was different. For this reason, monks in the waters wanted to know Dongshengzhou The most convenient thing to get from this person's mouth.
In the face of Monk Yuan Ying, the elder lord's arrogance swept away, leaving only timidity, and he did not dare to hide anything.
After Zhang Yan questioned, I found out that Dongshengzhou is different from Donghua. The princes in the continent are as big as cow hair, and all are supported by monastic gates. Among them, the Five Immortals are still respected. Yantai Xianpai, one of the five major factions.
Xun Luozong is the largest monk in the Xiji Sea. It is worshipped by overseas countries and has millions of people under its rule. Every day he hunts down monsters in the sea, collects sea shell jade beads, precious treasures, and then sends him to exchange magic potions and other spiritual medicine.
In addition, there are hundreds of monastic families, large and small, distributed in this vast area of ​​the sea, with the name of Fengxianluo as the sovereign.
Although this faction is not a small force, the only one who owns Yuan Ying Xiu Wei is the city owner, which is far worse than the five major gates.
Yanzhang Boyan said: "In this way, Xijihai and Dongshengzhou are just a deserted place.
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Gongsun Chang bowed his head and said, "My Xianluo School was also strong for a while. It occupied two places in the Five Seas. About a hundred years ago, a demon repair came from the outer continent, and we fought a battle in Beihai. After losing a lot of strength, I had to retreat to the Sea of ​​Xiji. I knew the house leak happened to be rainy night. There was a demon running across the sea more than ten years ago. To come forward and stop, after this battle, although the demon was severely driven away, the two elders died, but only the master was spared. I was sent to this place with great vitality and have not recovered today. "
的 The demon department from Waizhou? Zhang Yan's expression slightly moved his thoughts and said, "I'm passing by here, but I want to visit the Lord of Guicheng. I don't know where to go?"
Gongsun Chang said quickly: "Going three thousand miles to the northeast, there is a mountain named Dayue, which is where my Xianluoshan gate is located. The younger generation is a disciple under the main gate of the city. He is willing to recommend it to all guests. The teacher must be happy. "
He is well aware of the distress situation of Xianluozong now, and he is just a little Jindan monk. If a real baby killed his master, he would never come to avenge him, thinking about his own life, now he is strange. Extremely pleasing.
Zhang Yan said, "This is not a rush, but there is still a puzzling problem. Why do you want to ask me two disciples for trouble?"
Gongsun's face showed horror, saying: "Don't blame the real person. Recently, a treasure was stolen from the Shangzong platform. It is said that someone who stole the treasure came to me. All need to be closely investigated, and they are ordered to act next. "
Yan Zhang Boyan sniffed his nose and said, "All the people in the world who are regarded as the most precious are spiritual. How can they be stolen? Whose lie is this to lie to?"
Wu Gongsun Changgan laughed a few times and said, "I don't know the specifics, but also the people."
Zhang Yan thought for a while, his eyes flashed, and said, "Xu is not a magic weapon, and it is not known what the method is."
Gongsun Chang was surprised, and said, "The words of the real person are the secret book of possible divine channel art?"
Zhang Yan smiled: "This is a wild guess, don't take it seriously."
Ye Gongsun Changnuo said yes.
Zhang Yan watched him wincing, smiled, and said to Wang Caiwei: "Actually, bring a pen and paper."
"Yes, Master."
采 Wang Caiwei took out the paper and spread it out before the case. He opened the pen and raised his hand to hold the paperweight to hold both ends.
Zhang Yan picked up the pen, wrote a series of strange names on the paper, and then handed it to Gongsun Chang, saying: "As the Master is under cultivation, the poor way will not be disturbed. That is, the city of Xianluo is a gathering of cyclists from all directions. There are a lot of treasures in this place. I want to buy some. After Gongsun Daoyou returns, I might as well pay attention to the poor. "
Uncle Gongsun couldn't believe it, and said, "Let me go back?"
Zhang Yan smiled: "If Gongsun Daoyou is reluctant to leave, it's okay to stay here for a few days."
Long Gongsun's face was white, and he quickly waved his hands. Where did he dare to stay here, carefully folded the white paper and folded it with one hand, and said, "Then go back here."
He was afraid that Zhang Yan would change his mind, and after leaving in a hurry, he hurried out of the Dragon Boat and then flew in a smoke-lane.
I only remembered for a while. He suddenly remembered something and gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for the two people who harmed me before, how could I cut off one arm and kill them first to vent my hatred!"
The two were not monks. He made a trick, and immediately figured out where the two were, and after clearing the direction, he flew to the place suddenly.
Although the middle-aged man and Baiguan had already left, but the sea was wide, but he did not go far. He was caught up shortly afterwards. The two saw him raging, they were shocked, and had time to speak in the future. Seeing a smoke stalk under the cage, the two did not say a word, and they were ground into a ball of mud in no time.
Wu Gongsun Changdun felt relieved a lot, he snorted coldly, and went to the northeast with a sigh of relief. Three hours later, he returned to Xianluo City.
Looking down from the sky, there are many temples and buildings in this city. Qihuayao grass is planted all around, and it stretches from the foot of the mountain all the way to the top of the mountain. You can still see the weather at the peak of the year. There is a majestic tower on the peak. The tower hall, the golden bridge corridor on both sides of the tower into the cloud, looks like two wings fly up, looks magnificent and magnificent, spectacular.
The granddaughter grandson came to the front of the pagoda hall and fell down. Tong Ming kept the door boy and waited for a while. Then he heard a command from the middle to call him in. When the familiar door entered the temple, he knelt down and said, "The grandfather grandson grandchildren see the teacher."
On the futon in the main hall, there was an old man looking at the age of 80. His hair was sparse, and his facial features were crowded into a pile. This man was Sun Luo, the protagonist of Xianluo City. He fought with the demon more than ten years ago. , But the appearance was damaged, and although it was later repaired with an elixir, it was still ugly.
As a monk, he really didn't care about his appearance, but he was the master of a city. Because this honor was so hard to see, he simply hid in the temple for hidden cultivation, and rarely went out unless necessary.
Wu Gongsun Yun glanced weakly and said, "Why are you missing one arm?"
Wu Gongsun Chang did not dare to conceal it, and explained the inner reason.
After listening to this, Gongsun Sun groaned, "Did you see that Zhang Daoren had three clouds on top?"
The grandson of Sun Gong affirmed: "The students will not read wrong."
Gongsun Sun beckoned to him and said, "Take a look at the paper."
Gongsun Sun quickly unfolded the paper, Gongsun Sun took a few glances, but it showed confusion. Some of these things are herbs, some are Jinyu, some are strange monsters, and there are other things that he has never heard of, but he can't see what they are used for.
The writing on this paper is all the medicine used by Baiyue Yingshi in refining, but Zhang Yan misses out some of the most important things, and deliberately adds a few plausible things into it, which makes it impossible to distinguish.
Wu Gongsun Chang asked carefully, "Master, can I see them?"
Wu Gongsun was annoyed, "See what you see, but now it ’s a shame to go out as a teacher? Whatever they want, they give them away earlier."
The two were saying that a monk in white was walking into the temple at this time. His clothes were elegant and clean, and he was spotlessly clean. When he approached himself, he sat down and laughed: "Teacher and brother Who is this going to send? "
Wu Gongsun Yun was not very angry: "Aren't you going to accompany the messenger? Why come here for the teacher?"
Monk Baiyi casually said, "What are the treasures and disciples lost in the Huangshan Mountain Gate? It ’s not good for me if I find them."
He glanced at Gongsun Chang and said, "What's the matter, brother? Why did you lose your arm?"
Wu Gongsun Chang smiled bitterly and said things again and again, and finally resentfully said: "It is also the younger brother who was miserable by the two thieves, otherwise why."
修 Monk Bai expressed a look of interest, and said, "Master, how many people have the boat forbidden?"
Wu Gongsun Chang nodded and said: "Exactly."
修 The monk in white was secretly surprised, like the boat with thousands of prohibitions attached to it, it needed to be made with a huge earth-fired furnace. The origin of the other party was not simple.
He secretly said: "The teacher once said that to go to that place, it is better to have a few people who have high morals and no roots. This pedestrian is just right."
Thinking of this, he said to Gongsun Chang: "My younger brother is the most proficient in painting in my school. If I have seen these four people, can I paint a picture of him and give him a good look. How about renewing your arms? "
Gongsun's body shook, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"
Mr. Baiyi said, "Why did the younger brother see a joke on this matter?"
Gongsun Chang took the paper and pen out, raised it, and only took time to make it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Push forward, saying: "Take it."
The monk in white took a look and saw the two women's beautiful appearance on the paper, and Gu Pan looked like a real person, and could not help but have a voice, and laughed: "This painting can be described as a treasure, my master is good at writing."
The grandson of Sun Gong ignored him, took a deep breath, finally relieved his breath, and outlined Zhang Boyan's appearance with a few strokes.
The monk in white walked to him, looked at him, and saw an old man full of enchantment, his eyes were about to eat people, and he felt cold, immediately put down the painting, nodded, and said, "It is also good, but There is one person. "
However, this time, Gongsun Chang raised the pen and lowered it again. After several times, his eyes suddenly flashed, and the pen sharply dropped. However, after a constant moment on the paper, he threw the pen and pointed at the words: " Are you satisfied, Brother? "
The monk in white gathered together, seeing this picture, only one back was drawn this time, but just looking at it, he was surprised that a Taoist man with a mighty shore was standing in front of him, and he felt a sense of rest and high mountains. Only half a while, he admired, "Okay, good painting!"
He carefully folded all four paintings, and then left. He walked to the outside with great spirits, and then gave it to a child waiter who was waiting there. He said, "Send it to the sixth brother, tell him, I have a lot of use for these people. If they go to my big Chu country, they must be entertained. If they are negligent, I will ask him. "
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