As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

The idea of ​​"Da Qianjie Edition" was provided by Lin Xiao, and Piao Miao Pavilion is responsible for its production and distribution.

In just fifteen years, this newspaper not only brought endless reputation to Piao Miao Pavilion, but also became the "official" publication in the hearts of all the people and even the monks.

The sect can naturally see the role and influence of the publication, and also see the power of public opinion from Young Master Lin's name.

There are less than five years until the next hundred-year period. If used well, this will be a weapon that is no less powerful than the one at hand.

So, on the night of the Mofeng City ceremony, Yufeng Mountain, where Piaomiao Pavilion is located, welcomed a heavyweight guest.

The Wonderful Sound Heavenly Master!

Since the Great Celestial Lord had come in person, everyone in Piao Miao Pavilion naturally did not dare to neglect him, and all those who were walking outside rushed to the mountain gate to welcome him.

However, the only person missing from the grand welcoming team was Pavilion Master Mo Wuyan.

Elder Cen did not explain this, and Tianzun did not ask about it.

After all, everyone knows what each other is thinking. It is normal for Pavilion Master Mo to get angry when facing other people's robbery.

"Tianzun, please."

"Thank you."

Outsiders also don't know what the two sides discussed during this meeting.

But the next morning, at the same location, the meaningful question that Miaoyin Tianzun asked before leaving seemed to indicate something.

"Rumor has it that that little girl also has a share?"

First it is within reach, then it is published.

At this moment, the Great Heavenly Venerable, who had learned new words, felt a little amused. He didn't know whether it was because the sect had been secluded from the world for too long, or if the world was changing too fast.

When one’s cultivation reaches the level of Heavenly Venerate, a hundred years is just a moment. To her, Lin Xiao’s entire life is as short as floating.

But in this world, there are traces of the little girl everywhere.

"Replying to the Lord, according to the Pavilion Master's intention, Young Master Lin will take 20% of the net profit."

This kind of thing cannot be concealed, so Elder Cen spoke the truth without hiding anything.

"What happens next?"

"The sect master has already made it clear that in the future, Young Master Lin will receive 40% of the net profit from Piao Miao Pavilion, which has nothing to do with your sect."

"The Pavilion Master is thoughtful."

Miaoyin Tianzun was not surprised by Master Mo's decision. It would have been strange if he had not done so.

She smiled slightly, then said nothing more, nodded to the people who were seeing her off, and floated away.

"Farewell, Lord."

Hearing the farewell voices from below, which seemed to have some sincerity, Miaoyin Tianzun sighed rarely.

Her girlish and delicate face couldn't help but show a trace of sadness.

The shooting stars are bright, but they only last for a moment.

When the sky is full of shining stars, who will notice the dim star that once emitted the ultimate brilliance?

Since Lin Xiao has no chance of joining the sect, then let him be completely buried!

[Brother, I still don't agree with your approach, but the facts prove that you are right.]

【Oh, what do you mean by junior sister? 】

[Lin Xiao has great talent, but he is tainted with too much worldly energy. Even if he enters the sect, he is destined to not be able to pass the Cleansing Pool and cannot see the scenery outside the world.

Now that the immortal spiritual roots have chosen their own masters, she is not worth cultivating. 】

After seeing Piaomiao Pavilion's attitude towards Lin Xiao, Miaoyin understood that recruiting people into the sect was an absolutely wrong idea.

Once such a capable young man understands the secret behind the Hundred-Year Covenant and learns that even if he passes through the foggy and dangerous area, he cannot cross the Cleansing Dust Pool and cannot reach the outside world, it is really hard to predict what will happen.

Hope turns into despair, and the little girl might react in any way, including retaliating against the sect.

【Um. 】

On the spirit boat, Wanfa Tianzun put down the communication talisman and personally poured a cup of tea for each of the two Taoist friends.

The junior sister's understanding made this cold sect machine somewhat humane.

It's not that he can't tolerate geniuses from outside the sect. Lin Xiao is too involved with the mundane world, and without the identity of a spiritual root host, he has lost his most important value.

Such people are more suitable to be used as whetstones.

"Brother Wanfa, when the agreed day comes, can my Sword Sect give the little girl a chance?"

Jian Zong saw that Wanfa Tianzun was in a good mood. As he picked up the cup to drink tea, he slowly asked what was on his mind.

Jun Heng Tian Zun, who was standing by, frowned when he heard this and also gave him a questioning look, obviously meaning the same thing.

The little bastard in his family thinks that girl is more important than the entire Lingyun Sect. If the Sword Sect doesn’t give out the quota for five years later, they will probably do so.

"Whatever you want." Wanfa Tianzun picked up his cup and said lightly.

Perhaps he was in a really good mood, and for the first time ever he explained the pros and cons to the two of them.

"If one is not tainted by karma, one's mind will be clear. If one is full of karma, the mortal world is like a knife. I believe you two already know something about Lin Xiao. Do you think she can get out of the Cleansing Pool?"

"There are exceptions to everything."

Jian Zong was playing with the cup in his hand. Not much emotion could be seen on his angular face, but he was relieved in his heart.

"I will let the little girl make her own choice. It is her own business whether to go or not."

"Brother Jian, that business is so important?" Tianzun Hengjun was a little surprised. The attitude of this Taoist brother was too strange.

It was as if he treated Lin Xiao as his own junior.

"Yes, it is very important."

Jian Zong did not explain too much, but took out his communication talisman in front of the two of them and sent a message to the other side.

【Five years later, there will be a quota for little girls. 】

It didn't take long before there was a response.

[That's good enough. Once you've done your job, hurry back home! Old man, I warn you, don't hang out with those two, or you'll be the leader of the clan.]

【Oh. 】

At least the little ancestor was appeased. Jian Zong put away the talisman paper as if naturally, and planned to go back and meditate.

This time, I almost got the position of sect leader. It would be better for me to go out less in the future.

"You two, have some tea."

Wanfa Tianzun took a deep look at the person who poured the tea, and his cold and hard expression clearly showed signs of failing.

I had to deliberately control my emotions twice in one day, which had never happened before.

Realizing his own abnormality, he stared blankly at the ripples in the cup.

Since the world is as sharp as a knife, why can't they escape the temptation of poison at this stage?

Could it be that everyone has taken the wrong path?

Among the three, two were lost in their own thoughts, and only Lord Hengjun laughed unceremoniously.

But as he laughed, he discovered that the tea poured by Jian Zong tasted bitter.

After all, every family has a younger generation who is like an ancestor!

……

After confirming that the old guy had done his job, the Sword Sect's Sect Master Cen Buyu, who had been hiding in the clouds for a long time, immediately jumped off the wine gourd and smashed it hard in the middle of the courtyard that Lao Su had personally arranged.

This loud commotion scared Qi Liu so much that her hair stood on end.

After coming back to her senses, the little girl, whose body was still shaking, immediately stood in front of Lin Xiao with her arms outstretched like a hen protecting her chicks.

"Sister, I admire your good eyesight. You can judge people accurately. This little girl is really good."

Sect Leader Cen wore a coarse linen robe, straw sandals, and a red rope around his waist. His unconventional attire made him look like a wandering performer.

But she had a graceful and pretty face, which gave off the air of a young lady.

She commented on Qi Liu in a serious manner, which made Lin Xiao frown and feel helpless.

Having one sworn brother is trouble enough, and now there's a copy of him. Life is simply unbearable.

Cen Buyu's real name is Cen Qiu. He is the direct grandson of Elder Cen of Piaomiao Pavilion. He became a disciple of the Sword Sect when he was young and is the elder's only direct disciple.

The name Buyu was changed intentionally to match someone.

When Young Master Lin occasionally read novels in the past, he admired some of the disciples who rebelled against their teachers, but there were almost no ones who dared to pursue their ancestors openly.

There is no blood relationship between Sect Master Cen and Pavilion Master Mo, but there is a big difference in their generations.

"Sister Cen, Lao Mo didn't come to see me."

Lin Xiao had long felt that the reason this extraordinary woman called him "sister" was probably because Lao Mo was so shameless as to insist on accepting her as his adopted sister.

In this way, their seniority can be equalized.

"Hahaha, that guy came into my room for no apparent reason last night and drank, and he's still asleep now."

When he heard Lin Xiao mention Mo Wuyan, Sect Master Cen burst into laughter. He was so excited that he summoned down the wine gourd from the sky, uncorked it and took a few gulps.

Such a bold and unrestrained attitude made Qi Liu's eyes widen.

The little girl felt deeply that the young master and this guy had opposite personalities.

The young master, who has a bright and generous appearance, likes to plan before taking action, while the senior in front of him, who has a clean and comfortable appearance, is impetuous.

Just, it's amazing.

"Ahem..." Upon hearing this explosive news, Lin Xiao almost choked on his saliva, and his eyes immediately lit up, "Sister, did you catch that person?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Buyu's old face turned red, and he cursed himself in his heart for not learning more formations, otherwise he wouldn't be able to even take off a piece of clothing.

"What are you thinking, am I that kind of person?"

How could Lin Xiao not understand this expression of regret and helplessness?

It’s not that I don’t want to eat, it’s that I can’t eat it!

In order to avoid embarrassment, she smiled and changed the subject, "So, what is your purpose for coming here?"

"Xiao Xiao!"

Speaking of which, Cen Buyu patted Lin Xiao's shoulder heavily, and his powerful momentum made people completely ignore his attire.

"Sister, I came here for Lao Mo, for myself, and finally for my old man. Xiao Xiao, the sect is not as dirty and scary as you think. Many times, we are also helpless."

The player who plays chess is also the chess piece!

Lin Xiao understood what this sister meant, but he didn't understand why she came here in person.

"Sister Cen, what do you want to say?"

"Xiao Xiao, sister wants you to remember that no matter when or where you are, you should never forget that aristocratic families, dynasties, and sects are all part of the universe."