After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

There were obviously conflicts among the senior leaders of Tianhaizong. Junqing took a rough look at the several elders who were present and questioned, and came to a judgment in his heart.

These few people seemed to be fighting against each other and formed a group to target Meng Hansheng and Jin Hongren, but the atmosphere between them was also slightly subtle.

Jun Qing thought it was a bit ridiculous, these people came for the same purpose, they seemed to be a whole, but they were wary of each other, and no one wanted to let others get more benefits.

He suddenly felt a little dull, and this feeling had appeared many times in the past.

Jun Qing hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still did not withdraw his consciousness. After all, Jingling's disappearance cannot be separated from him. He needs to keep abreast of the changes here to decide his future actions.

Although the situation on Meng Hansheng's side is not very optimistic, he and Jin Hong are two people with high status in the Tianhai sect, so although the elders looked aggressive, they didn't dare to say too much and offend them completely.

Meng Hansheng stared at these people in front of him, he couldn't help laughing:

"So, when you come to me today, you are here to convict me?"

He has a gentle appearance, and his smile is even more amiable, but when his eyes swept across the monks present, he couldn't help shivering.

"...Elder Meng, why are you talking so terribly?" Finally one person stepped forward from among them, he smiled hypocritically, and then said: "We are also concerned about the future of Tianhaizong, and you also know that Jingling How important is it to Tian Haizong?"

At this moment, Daoist Jin Hong snorted coldly.

Different from Meng Hansheng, Jin Hong is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and his gaze is as cold as a knife. The monk he is watching is dripping with cold sweat, and he almost feels that he has been stabbed by a knife. Cut out the meat carefully.

The elders of Tianhaizong were obviously more afraid of Jin Hong, but the dark desire in their hearts finally defeated the fear, and soon another person stood up and said in a harsh tone:

"Elder Du, we know that you have a good relationship with Elder Meng, but you should also understand that the main person in charge of this trial is Elder Meng. Now the suzerain is still in retreat. I don't know if we wait for him to come out at this time..."

Jin Hong's voice raised a little: "Are you threatening me?!"

That person: ...

How can I say this! !

Seeing that Meng Hansheng kept practicing Tai Chi, and that Master Jin Hong was about to draw his sword and cut people down if he disagreed with each other, Elder Fang, who had been standing behind and had never made a sound, frowned slightly.

These two people don't get in, and Jingling has no news so far, and there are very few clues, unless the suzerain goes out and sacrifices the back mirror...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sneering when he looked at those comrades who were eager to move but refused to let others take advantage of them.

Seeing that things were about to reach a stalemate, and Jin Hong's anger was becoming more and more uncontrollable, a clear voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention——

"……master?"

Meng Hansheng raised his eyebrows. He turned his head and saw the cheap apprentice he had just accepted standing there. He seemed to have just finished taking a bath, and there was still a little moisture on his body. Looking here anxiously.

"Master, I soaked there for a long time, and my body hurts a lot. I couldn't help but come to you when I saw you haven't come back for so long..." The young man whispered, and then he seemed to notice the people present, As if at this moment he finally reacted, and immediately took a step back.

At this moment, Meng Hansheng's mind is as firm as Meng Hansheng's, and he couldn't help but feel a little shaken——

Even though he had basically believed in his heart that this young man had something to do with the disappearance of the spirit of the realm, Meng Hansheng had an illusion when he saw this scene, as if he had really accepted an ordinary disciple.

Meng Hansheng closed his eyes, dispelling the wavering in his heart, just as Qing Yuan came here and gave him an excuse, so he walked down the slope to the boy, and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

With such a movement, Meng Hansheng realized that the young man looked thin and weak, but he was actually not much shorter than himself.

"Yuan'er, didn't I tell you to wait for me there?" Meng Hansheng said, he seemed to be stern, but there was a touch of intimacy in his tone.

Junqing was also very cooperative with him, saying: "I'm there alone... I'm a little scared."

Meng Hansheng turned back again, and said to the elder over there: "I have been in the sect for decades, and I just accepted my first disciple today, and I haven't gotten close to him for a few times, so you come to bother me... so Not so good?"

Daoist Jin Hong continued: "Elder Meng has just accepted his disciples, and you came here to make trouble, don't you look down on him too much?" As he spoke, strong killing intent burst out in his eyes again.

The elders present: ...

Fortunately, Meng Hansheng was still unwilling to completely tear himself apart with them, so he gave a step and said: "My disciple's body tempering has not been completed yet, everyone, please go back."

Jun Qing, who was leaning against him, couldn't help but blinked when he thought of the basin of spiritual liquid that he had "eaten" clean.

Several elders originally wanted to force Meng Hansheng to tear off a few pieces of flesh from his body, but in the end they had to retreat due to the pressure of Daoist Jin Hong and Meng Hansheng's tough attitude. Eye Junqing.

He also went to the previous apprenticeship trial, and he always felt that the boy's temperament seemed a little different from that time.

His coming was too coincidental, did Meng Hansheng signify it, or did he decide it himself?

Elder Fang didn't want to remind his stupid comrades, secretly wrote down this discovery and walked away.

Meng Hansheng's Qingsong Pavilion once again returned to tranquility. With a wave of his sleeves, the traces left by the elders disappeared one after another, as if no one had ever been here.

He turned around and saw the young man standing behind him with a strange expression on his face for a moment, and then returned to a peaceful look.

"Qing... how did Yuan'er come here to find me?" Meng Hansheng abruptly turned a corner when addressing Junqing, causing Jin Hong who was next to him to look at him in surprise.

The original expression on Jun Qing's face had faded, and he returned to his calm youthful appearance. He looked up to see Meng Hansheng with pure eyes: "I just came to see Master."

After hearing this, Meng Hansheng couldn't help reaching out and stroking his head.

Although he knew it might be false, he couldn't help but feel a little touched when he heard this sentence.

Junqing avoided his hand, saw Meng Hansheng raised his eyebrows, and said, "You won't grow tall if you touch your head."

Meng Hansheng laughed.

Seeing that he was being ignored, Master Jin Hong, who was left on the sidelines, let out a noise from his nostrils, and then said: "I am here this time, but I can't be here every time. You'd better find Jingling back as soon as possible." His overly astute friend must have some certainty about Jingling's whereabouts, but he doesn't know why he kept it secret.

The meaning in his words was very clear, Master Jin Hong was a well-known lunatic in Tian Haizong, he was always desperate when fighting with others, that's why those elders were afraid to fight him.

After all, lunatics don't want to die, but their own lives are still cherished!

After finishing speaking, Master Jin Hong summoned his own sword and stepped on it, but before leaving, he sent a voice transmission to Meng Hansheng and said: [If Jing Ling is stolen and cannot be found, you may lose your life after the suzerain leaves the customs. 】

Meng Hansheng's eyes darkened, and he went back via voice transmission: 【I have my own way. 】

Daoist Jin Hong couldn't understand that this was just a way for him to comfort himself, and angrily said: "Hide yourself and do it yourself!"

Meng Hansheng sighed, then turned around, but his eyes were fixed on the ground.

He had to deal with those people just now, but now that he was free, he realized that his newly recruited good apprentice ran out without even wearing shoes.

Although the ground of Qingsong Pavilion is covered with bright ceramic tiles, and there are magic circles engraved around it to keep it clean, it is still ridiculous to run out like this.

Seeing his gaze, Jun Qing moved her bare toes on the ground slightly.

Meng Hansheng looked at the jade-white toes, turned his eyes slightly, and Jun Qing immediately felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then he was hugged by this man.

Meng Hansheng walked towards the house and said, "You don't even remember to wear your shoes when you run out? Now that the weather is getting colder, you are not afraid of the wind and cold."

Jun Qing said: "I'm going to be a monk now? Why do I have to be afraid of the wind and cold?"

After speaking, he felt his forehead being bounced. Meng Hansheng fed him a chestnut out of thin air and said, "Oh, we have to wait until you have established the foundation before we talk about it."

Junqing didn't speak any more, sitting on Meng Hansheng's arms, his vision became much higher. He looked forward and narrowed his eyes.

Jing Ling in the jade pendant around her waist was a little restless, as if she had something to say, but because of the "lessons learned from the past", she could only hold back.