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After honestly staying in the dormitory for three days, Chonggui was finally able to go to the dojo with Shen Lan.

Shen Lan kept talking in his ear as usual, talking about what happened after the two of them went down the mountain.Returning to Guizhou has not yet decided whether to go down the mountain or not, Shen Lan has even drawn up the itinerary for them to play after they go down the mountain.

"Chonggui, I'm talking to you! Are you listening?" Shen Lan stared at Zhonggui with a pair of round eyes.

Returning to God: "Huh?"

Shen Lan repeated it patiently: "I said, should we go to Yaochuan?"

"...Shen Lan, I..." Hui Gui Zhang Kai was about to say, when he suddenly saw a black shadow passing by the mountain peak in the distance, with that elegant figure, he couldn't think of another person except Shizu.

The master flew towards the direction of the dojo.

Returning to be startled, he dragged Shen Lan into a quick run, Shen Lan was a little sudden.

"Hey, slow down!"

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In the center of Lanke Mountain, there is an entire open space. I heard that this place was originally the highest peak of Lanke Mountain. Hundreds of years ago, Shi Zugong Wu Nian pointed to this mountain and said that it is full of spiritual energy and is the most suitable for disciples. practice.

Because the mountain was steep and difficult for ordinary disciples to climb, Gong Wunian cut the mountain in half with one palm.The remaining half became the dojo later.The cut half fell to another place, which became the Qingshi Terrace.

Every day, the disciples of the seven elders would come to the dojo to practice.

Returning to return always goes early, and when dragging Shen Lan to run over, there were not many people in the dojo.At a glance, he saw Gong Wunian who was standing in the front, talking to several elders.He took Shen Lan to the front and found two futons to sit down on.

Returning back seems to be looking ahead, but in fact he is quietly looking in the direction of the master from the corner of his eye.

——Several elders have indeed become younger.

——Usually when the master is not around, the elders look very powerful.But now that the master is standing among them, they look more like young disciples.

——When the master spoke, there was a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked very good-looking.

——If I go down the mountain, I don’t know when I will see such a master.

Returning to lower his eyes, he sighed silently.

"Return to return, is the master looking at us!" Shen Lan tugged on return's arm and whispered.

Zhonggui raised his head suddenly, meeting Shanggong Wunian's gaze.Gong Wunian paused for a moment because of his violent action, then chuckled lightly, and waved at the two of them.

Chong Gui lifted Shen Lan up and bowed to Gong Wunian as a disciple.

Gong Wunian's mouth opened slightly, obviously he didn't raise his voice, but the voice fell in the ears of the two of them: "Didn't we all see each other when we went down the mountain two days ago, why are you still so reserved."

Returning back, I didn't know what to reply, and I didn't know if my master would hear what I said, so I didn't dare to look up at my master again.

After a while, I heard the voice again: "Why are you so timid. I didn't ask you to stand up. Sit down."

Chong Gui said yes in a low voice before sitting back on the futon.

The number of disciples coming up to the dojo gradually increased, and many people noticed Gong Wunian.The whispers were loud.

Returning to the side, the two female disciples whispered:

"Is this the master who has been in seclusion for more than 200 years? He looks so young, even more handsome than Elder Shui Yunhan."

"Better looking than Elder Zhaoyan!"

"I don't know how powerful the master has been in retreat for more than 200 years?"

Standing in front of Zhaoyan, she waited for a moment, but the place was still in a mess. She frowned slightly, raised her finger slightly, and the morning and evening drum in the center of the dojo made a loud "boom".

The dojo suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Yan looked in the direction of Gong Wunian, just like before, waiting for him to speak.

Gong Wunian looked around for a week, looking at this familiar place, there was already a different group of people sitting at this time, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.He said slowly: "I have heard a lot from everyone, and they probably have an impression of me."

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"I also know a little bit about you from the elders. But even so, I think we are not very familiar with each other."

Gong Wunian felt a particularly serious look at him, when he looked back, before Zhong Gui could look away, Gong Wunian licked his lips at him.

"It's not as good as this." Gong Wunian drew a few simple blue lines in the air with one hand, and then he pushed forward, and the blue lines grew bigger and bigger as if they had life force. The disciples couldn't help raising their heads to look, and saw that the blue lines stopped growing to a certain extent, and after a while, they split silently into countless small blue lines. After picking up a disciple, it quickly fell down and got into the foreheads of the disciples.

Before the disciples could react, their consciousness shook and they fell into darkness.

Gong Wunian glanced over one by one, and saw all the disciples' eyes slowly closing, their heads drooping, and some of them couldn't even maintain their meditation posture, and fell to the side, as if they had fallen asleep.

Among the crowd, the young man in the first row with his back straightened and his posture particularly correct looked particularly eye-catching.

Returning to return is like closing your eyes and falling into samadhi.

That day, before the spirit consciousness of the boy who was with him disappeared, he tilted his neck and fell on his body. Even so, his posture didn't change at all.It seems that this ordinary meditation posture and this rigorous movement have been engraved into his bones.

The seven elders obviously saw it too, and Pang Kui nodded secretly, feeling a faint sense of pride in his heart.Although he has always had a good relationship with the six of them, seeing that the disciples in his pavilion are more prominent than the other six disciples, he couldn't suppress the urge to curl the corners of his lips.

He coughed lightly: "This kid, it's really the same as before..." Except for being too hardworking, no one can find any faults.

After a while, Gong Wunian withdrew his gaze and asked, "How's the investigation going?"

The day after the seven people came out of Gong Wunian's sea of ​​consciousness, he called them back to Qingshitai again, and mentioned that he met a disciple of Mount Lanke in the ghost market. A Baitong Formation was set up at the weak point of the barrier.

When the seven people asked whose disciple was so bold, Gong Wunian only said that there were gaps in the barrier on the mountain and asked them to investigate carefully.

But it didn't take long for Pang Kui to know that he was his disciple.

Qing Yuan took a step forward: "After a round of inspection, there are several places where the barriers on the mountain are loose. I asked the disciples who repaired the formation, and they didn't find some places because of the hidden location. The remaining few places are man-made. "

Pang Kui added next to it: "I went to see it last night. Returning to where they left, the barrier was originally weak. The two of them set up the Baitong Formation on that basis, and it was not artificially destroyed."

Wang Buhui frowned: "If someone destroys the barrier artificially, we should find out immediately, how could it be so silent?"

Zhaoyan's eyes were colder than before: "Could it be that something got in?"

Mo Tingchan pondered and said: "Since the demons were slaughtered, Yaochuan escaped from the world, and Yun Shizhou's gods hid, the world has been peaceful for a long time. The sects of Taoism in the world are safe with each other, except for the normal exchanges of fighting skills between the disciples of the Dadian ceremony. There has never been a dispute, who will destroy the enchantment of Mount Lanke and go up the mountain?"

"Taiping." Gong Wunian repeated these two words softly: "There has never been real peace in this world. The difference between turbulent waves and undercurrents is only in the word timing."

Gong Wunian looked at them with folded arms: "That day in the ghost market, I heard the word ghost marquis."

This name made the seven of them stunned for a moment. It had been too long, too long since they had heard this name.

After a while, Qingfeng thought about it first, and suddenly said: "It's him..."

Then the remaining six people also recalled it, and their faces were a little speechless for a while.

Gong Wunian narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I will go down the mountain in a few days. Before that, the barrier on the mountain must be properly handled."

"Yes."