The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

"My birthday is still a long time away." Xie Jingshen's birthday is October 21st of the lunar calendar. This year it happens to be November 21st of the solar calendar. It is only November 2nd now, and there are nearly twenty days left.

Sensing his displeasure, Tang Qingnian comforted him: "Senior Brother, the head of the sect, personally sent someone to send a message. It is probably something that he cannot solve. I am a member of the upright sect, and I cannot leave matters in the sect alone. Don't be upset. I promise you, I will try my best to come back."

Xie Jing said "Yeah" in a deep voice: "You should pay attention to your safety and contact me at any time."

"I probably can't contact you. The head brother can't contact me, which means he probably doesn't have a signal there. Don't worry, as long as I have a signal on my phone, I will send you a message as soon as possible. You..."

Tang Qingnian didn't finish his words.

Xie Jingshen could only hear the noise of "sizzling".

Within seconds the call was completely disconnected.

It seems that she has entered an area with no signal.

Xie Jingshen's right eye twitched, and an inexplicable uneasiness enveloped him. To be able to sit in the position of the head of the Zhengyi sect, I think the Taoist priest must be very profound. If even the leader can't solve it, will his Nian Nian be in danger?

Follow the in-car navigation.

Xie Jingshen left from the nearest highway exit and then turned back to the city.

Every year during the three major ghost festivals and a special day, Mr. Zuo would take a few days off. His phone calls would not get through and he would not be able to contact anyone at all.

If Mr. Zuo was here, he might know what Xie Jingshen wanted to know.

Xie Jingshen drove directly to Shangqing Pavilion.

Seeing this giant Buddha, Ke Fan nervously asked him to come in and take a seat.

Xie Jingshen's purpose of coming here is very simple. He wants to know how the cultivation of the current head of the Zhengyi Sect compares to his Nian Nian?

Ke Fan is also a disciple of the Zhengyi sect, so he should know this.

Although he didn't know his purpose, based on his relationship with Tang Qingnian, Ke Fan didn't hide it: "I don't know what level of Taoist cultivation the master uncle has. But one thing is for sure, the little master The uncle's Taoist cultivation level must be higher than that of the head master. The successive heads of the Zhengyi sect may not be the ones with the highest cultivation level in the sect. The Taoist cultivation level of a cultivator does not prove whether he has the ability to take charge of a sect. Ability. The leader needs to examine the overall quality. The master's uncle's Taoist cultivation is naturally top-notch, but it is definitely not comparable to that of the junior uncle. In the entire Zhengyi sect, I am afraid that only the master's uncle's cultivation can be higher than that of the junior uncle. superior."

Hear this.

Xie Jing's heart dropped a little, but she was still uneasy in the end.

He wanted to find her.

But he is not a member of Xuanmen.

Going there will only hold her back.

Besides, he had no idea where she had gone?

Since moving to Swan Bay to live with Tang Qingnian, she often goes out to do tasks at night, and Xie Jingshen has to wait for her to come back every day before falling asleep. He knew she was very powerful and was worried, but he never asked to go with her. This time is different, thousands of miles apart, and listening to her words, this incident must be very difficult. And his heart was restless as never before.

There is no other way now but to wait.

Xie Jingshen decided to wait a few days before making any plans.

Even if he wanted to go find her, he had to arrange the things at hand first.

the other side.

It was already noon when Tang Qingnian arrived at the place.

Sitting on the back of the motorcycle, I almost fell apart.

If it is not urgent.

She would rather come on her legs.

Seeing that she had finally arrived, Zhou Jingsi and several elders from the sect gathered around her: "Junior Sister Tang, you are here."

Tang Qingnian straightened his clothes: "Let's talk about the situation first."

"The thing is like this..." Zhou Jingsi spoke concisely and comprehensively, telling the whole story of the disciples' training with the disciples of the Xuanmen family. When Tang Qingnian was practicing in the sect, he participated in the training many times, so there is no need to explain too much. After Zhou Jingsi explained the situation, he added: "We can't find the entrance to Xiangyang Village now, and it's been seven or eight days since the scheduled end of the training. If not, I wouldn't let anyone stop you."

Tang Qingnian knew what was going on: "I understand the situation. I'll take a look first before talking."

Dense virgin forest.

Tall trees that block out the sky and sun.

At a glance, it looks like an endless abyss.

It's mind-numbing to look at.

If ordinary people come here, no matter what, this place is a desolate and dangerous no-man's land. Except for those so-called explorers, no one will risk their lives to rush in.

Tang Qingnian walked around the edge of the forest several times.

There is indeed a formation here.

And it is designed to match the natural ground veins.

It's not a top-notch formation.

Better than cleverness.

Yongling Mountain is a special existence of the Zhengyi sect. Yongling Mountain has exclusive secrets and a large collection of various Taoist classics. Tang Qingnian once saw a similar formation in the study of Yongling Mountain Taoist Temple. After circling a few times according to the points marked in the book, I understood why the head brother and the others were unable to enter the formation, and thought of a way to enter.

At the same time, she had another question.

Who set up this formation here?

This formation is so similar to what is recorded in the exclusive classics of Yongling Mountain. Who could have done it? Is there some inevitable connection between the people behind the scenes and the Zhengyi faction and Yongling Mountain?

Once these questions arise, they will spread crazily, making Tang Qingnian want to continue to explore further.

But the top priority is to save people.

Maybe enter the formation.

All the doubts in her heart were solved.

Tang Qingnian walked out of the forest.

Everyone gathered around again.

The first person to speak was the leader Zhou Jingsi: "Junior sister Tang, what have you discovered?"

Tang Qingnian raised his watch and looked at the time: "There is indeed a formation here, and I have already thought of the way to enter. The situation inside the formation is unpredictable. You guys wait outside and don't follow me. I'll go get them back. .”

This is put mildly.

The meaning is obvious.

Don't hold back.

Everyone looked embarrassed.

Tang Qingnian rubbed his nose strategically: "Brother, I mean, you can stay on the outside so that you can cooperate with me inside and outside. Moreover, everything in the door is complicated. If you follow me in, I don't know how long it will take to come out. What if there is someone in the door? No matter what emergencies happen, it won’t work if no one is in charge.”

Tang Qingnian's words were entirely to save their face.

Zhou Jingsi nodded and said, "Junior sister Tang, I'm done."

Tang Qingnian respected him very much: "Senior brother, the leader, you are serious. I am also a disciple of the sect, so I should."

The words fell.

Tang Qingnian looked at his watch again.

It's twelve o'clock noon in one minute.

She muttered words, and the wooden hairpin holding her hair flew into her right hand, and in a moment it turned into a lightning-struck wooden sword. Holding a wooden sword in hand and flowing black hair, she jumped into the lush forest. The wooden sword quickly left deep marks on several towering trees.

Red blood oozed from the tree trunks.

The rich Yin Qi multiplied exponentially.

She has a light figure.

Step on the tree trunk and use your strength to jump up to the treetop.

The wooden sword in his hand left afterimages in the void.