The Story of Cultivating Immortality by Shaking Light Star to Become the Master of the Universe

However, there are many people in the cultivation world who have great hands and eyes, and soon someone dug up Meng Yisheng who was tens of thousands of miles away.

Subsequently, the situation in this small place in Jingzi Province changed, and more and more high-level monks came after hearing the news.

The guest rooms are all occupied, and many people can only wander around this area.

People from the three sects realized that something was wrong, and quickly gathered together to discuss countermeasures. It is a fine tradition of this place to share the same hatred when a crisis comes.

In this place, families and sects are intertwined with each other, and no matter what happens, they cannot be alone.

The sect master of Qingyang Sect and the cave master of Xingyue Cave also came to Jingzi Mountain with a group of elders.

Qingyang Sect and Xingyue Cave are not as strong as Jingzi Sect. Except for the leaders of the two factions who have reached the Golden Core stage, the others can only build foundations at most.

This discussion was chaired by Dugu Baiyun. Dugu Baiyun sat in the chair and asked: "Who are those monks who suddenly came here? Why are they here?"

"I don't know, I just know that my cultivation level is not low, and I seem to be looking for someone." Shi Lihua answered.

As a member of this large family, Shi Lihua is closely related to this matter and has already understood the situation.

At this time Zhuolun, the fifth elder of the Jingzi Sect, continued: "They seem to pay special attention to the Meng family."

Dugu Baiyun looked at Meng Yisheng: "Elder Meng, has your Meng family offended anyone recently?"

Meng Yisheng stood up in fear and replied: "No, as far as I know, because of the serious damage to their vitality, everyone in the family has been living in seclusion recently, and they are creating new people behind closed doors."

Poof! Poof! Poof! Many people on the field could not hold back their saliva, but they felt that the situation was not right, so they held it back.

No matter how you build it, Xiao Feng can't kill it. Who asked you to provoke that evil god? Zhuo Lun thought proudly on the side.

Zhuolun also persuaded his ancestor, and was criticized angrily for it, but he firmly believed that his feeling was correct.

"Why don't we arrest them all! Then interrogate them one by one." Jiang Feng, the elder of Jingzi Sect, said.

At this time, the Cave Master of Xingyue Cave hurriedly stopped and said: "That's not right! Are these people friends or enemies? We don't know what their strength is or how many people there are. If a misunderstanding breaks out, it will not end well!"

The master of Xingyue Cave also looks like an old man who is over a hundred years old.

"The Master of Xingyue Cave is right. There are too many people and it is not appropriate to have a conflict. I think we should have a gentle negotiation to see what they want?" said an old man with a dragon-like figure. This person is from Qingyang Sect. metropolitan.

Shi Lihua: "But none of these people are willing to communicate with us sincerely. They have various reasons, but they are definitely not true."

Xingyue Cave Master: "The presence of so many people will definitely not be that simple. We cannot take it lightly."

Dugu Baiyun: "Let's all learn about it from all aspects and find out why they came here..."

At this time, a voice came from outside: "Reporting to the sect leader, there is a group of monks outside the mountain gate asking to see you."

There was no expression on Dugu Baiyun's wrinkled face, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Monk, where did this monk come from?"

"Said he came from Fuyao Fairyland."

"Fuyao Fairyland? Go and invite them in."

After a while, a group of monks came to the meeting hall, and the leading monk was Miaofa.

"Amitabha! The poor monk, whose name is Miaofa, pays homage to Dugu Sect Leader. I deeply apologize for disturbing you all."

Dugu Baiyun: "Master Miaofa, you're welcome. May I ask why Master Miaofa is here?"

Monk Miaofa: "I heard that there is a man named Meng Yisheng from your sect, and I came here to see him."

"Oh?" Dugu Baiyun looked at Meng Yisheng.

Everyone also looked at Meng Yisheng at the same time.

"Elder Meng, I'm looking for you!"

Meng Yisheng stood up and looked at Monk Miaofa with a confused look on his face. He had never seen this monk before!

Monk Miaofa saw Meng Yisheng, holding the booklet and comparing it, and was extremely pleasantly surprised.

"Donor Meng, I have finally found you. Please give me the sacred lotus of Zen Buddhism!"

Meng Yisheng was shocked, "When did I take your sect's holy lotus?"

"Donor Meng, please stop making excuses. There is a portrait to prove it, look!"

Monk Miaofa put the pamphlet upright and faced everyone present.

When everyone saw Meng Yisheng in the portrait and then looked at Meng Yisheng himself, they all suddenly realized that people outside had found this place with the portrait.

Meng Yisheng was even more confused. He looked for him with the portrait. What was going on?

Meng Yisheng looked at the venomous looks in everyone's eyes and said nervously: "What can a portrait represent?"

At this time, Monk Miaofa had not yet spoken, but a young monk behind him said first, "This portrait means that you have taken the sacred lotus of our Zen sect."

Meng Yisheng lost control of his emotions and shouted: "I didn't take your holy lotus! I don't know what the holy lotus is!"

At this time, the group of monks were all filled with indignation and made a lot of noise at Meng Yisheng.

"Donor Meng, please return our holy lotus!"

As soon as Monk Miaofa's voice fell, a group of monks behind him also shouted in unison: "Please Lord Meng, please return our holy lotus!"

The loud voice shook the entire meeting hall.

Everyone in the hall couldn't stand it any longer, and they all came over to admonish Meng Yisheng.

"Elder Meng, just return the things to me!"

"Elder Meng, people are coming to your door. We can't hide anymore."

"Lao Meng, you won't be able to survive if you don't pay this back."

Dugu Baiyun also spoke: "Elder Meng, have you taken it or not? There are many people outside, and they may all be here for this thing!"

Meng Yisheng cried sadly, squatted down, and shouted: "I didn't take it, I didn't take it! I didn't take it! You can't accuse me unjustly. I'll show you everything!"

Then Meng Yisheng poured out everything in the storage bag.

Many pieces of red, blue, white, pink and green cloth came into view, causing a heated discussion.

When a group of monks saw these objects, scriptures flew all over the sky.

Monk Miaofa: "Amitabha! Lord Meng, let me ask you, have you been to Fuyao Fairyland a month ago?"

a month ago? Meng Yisheng seemed to have found a turning point in the matter, "I have not been to Fuyao Fairyland a month ago. I have never been to Fuyao Fairyland in my life. Someone can testify for me. Lao Zhuo, tell me, have I been Stay in the sect?”

Zhuo Hai's eyes widened and he said, "Lao Meng, you can't drag me into the water."

Meng Yisheng found Third Elder Sima Fuyi again, "Third Elder, I came to see you last month, do you think so?"

Sima Fuyi looked away, "It's been so long, I don't remember. It's easy to forget things when you get older."

Meng Yisheng was holding on to one person and another, but no one was willing to testify for him. The key was that everyone concentrated on practicing and didn't have the habit of keeping track of dates.

At this time Dugu Baiyun spoke, "I can prove that Elder Meng has not left the sect a month ago."

Meng Yisheng cast a grateful look at Dugu Baiyun, and then looked at Monk Miaofa, "Sect Master, you can testify for me that I have indeed never been to Fuyao Fairyland!"