Grandpa

Everyone has their own calculations, gains and losses, and endings. Life is still going on, but the affairs of the Peng family have come to an end here in Puji Temple.

The next day, the Geng Province Art Masters Exchange Conference officially kicked off.

This is the first time Shao Yun went to see so many fellow-men, old and young; those with advanced cultivation, those who fish in troubled waters...

Nearly 2000 people poured into the main venue that Puji Temple specially built for the exchange meeting, which was almost the size of a football field. Hundreds of stands were neatly and orderly distributed around the martial arts field. Shao Yun went to sit in the same stand with Master Huimin , behind the two of them is a group of monks from Puji Temple, which is the most central location from the martial arts arena.

After all, the exchange meeting was led by the government, and the whole process of attending the meeting was filled with an official atmosphere.

Master Huimin looked at the middle-aged man who was spitting all over the place in the martial arts arena and had been speaking official words for a full quarter of an hour, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"What?" Shao Yun went to take a sip of the tea, but it was the best Yuqian eight.

Master Huimin recited the Buddha's name silently: "This is Shi Chaozong, the Director of the Geng Province Sub-division of the Secret Service who just took office last month."

Shao Yun went to raise his eyebrows. This director Shi's cultivation might not even compare to the little boy who chanted scriptures beside Master Huimin.

"This Director Shi was originally from Ye Luzi. Before he practiced, he was a county magistrate under Yishi. He got a book on Qi training from somewhere. He practiced intermittently for several years, but he really I developed a sense of qi. Later, somehow, I caught up with the young master of Yaoxiuwei's family, and sat on the current position all the way."

"Demon cultivator? Fairy?" Shao Yun froze as he went to drink tea.

"Why, Young Master doesn't know?" Master Huimin was quite shocked.

Shao Yun shook his head: "I've never been exposed to these." No matter in the previous life or the previous life.

Master Huimin immediately explained: "Today, there are four top forces in the monk world in Huaguo. One is the Luoshu Temple, which is the leader in our magician world. The current Luoshu Temple owner is Daoist Guangyangzi, The nine levels of Qi training. The reason why Luoshu Temple can stand in Huaguo is because Luoshuguan has an ancestor who is the only surviving Jindan period in Huaguo. It's just like sailing against the current if you don't advance or retreat. The aura of heaven and earth has collapsed, and it is said that the cultivation of this ancestor has regressed back to the foundation-building stage, and the end is approaching."

There is a saying in the monk world, if you don't enter the foundation, you will end up as a mortal.Below Foundation Establishment, no matter how powerful the means are, the life expectancy is no different from that of ordinary people.Above Foundation Establishment and below Golden Core, the lifespan increases to three hundred.Gold core and above, up to five hundred.As for Yuanying, since Liu Bowen cut the dragon's veins, nothing has been heard about it.

Shao Yun nodded, he had heard of these things in his previous life.

"The second and third place are the demon cultivator's family and the demon cultivator's family. These two families are descendants of the white tiger, an ancient mythical beast, so they naturally have unique advantages in cultivation. One family is a national treasure, and the family is highly regarded The people love it, so it is the most favored by the national destiny, and it is very powerful. The last one is the Secret Service, which has the support of the government and recruits talents from all over the world, so it should not be underestimated."

Shao Yun went and nodded, "See you."

While speaking, on the martial arts arena, Shi Chaozong retreated unsatisfied.Changhe Daochang replaced him, and only said: "Director Shi has said everything that needs to be said, so I won't waste everyone's time. Next, I will announce that the first exchange meeting will be a fight. The official start—"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man jumped onto the martial arts arena and said in a vicious voice, "Chen Geyue from Yunshan Guan fought against Liu Xuecheng from the Qingli faction, shameless little thief, come and die quickly."

"Come on, Chen Ge, I, Liu Xuecheng, have a clear conscience, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

Shao Yunqu's eyes went from the middle-aged man who jumped onto the martial arts arena, and looked at Master Huimin with a puzzled expression.

Master Huimin said proudly: "The exchange meeting is divided into two sessions. The first session is the fighting in front of you. It lasts for three days. Since the great turmoil, there are not many people who have cut off the inheritance in the monk world, and their cultivation has become more and more difficult. Therefore Righteous monks in our province have a convention that if there is a vengeance, no private fights are allowed, and only fair duels are allowed in the martial arts arena at the exchange meeting."

"Once you lose in the competition, it is equivalent to losing all your face in front of all the comrades in Geng province. Therefore, both parties who have a grudge must work hard to practice and dare not slack off. But there are other rules in the martial arts arena, just be on time. Until now, no one’s life is allowed.”

As he said, Master Huimin pointed to the two middle-aged men who were fighting fiercely in the martial arts arena, "For example, these two, 20 years ago, Daoyou Liu intercepted the love letter from Daoyou Chen from his fiancé who had a small engagement, and he was filled with anger. He set fire to Chen Daoyou's alchemy room. Chen Daoyou suffered a seedling for no reason, and in a fit of anger, he actually went to pry Liu Daoyou's corner and made a good relationship. As a result, the two men were completely on the same page. After 20 years of fighting, each There are wins and losses, and now the two are the mainstays of the Geng province's magician world."

Shao Yun went to nod his head. In this way, both sides of the grudge could be encouraged to practice hard without losing harmony, making the entire Geng province's magician world present a thriving posture.

Not a good way to do it.

"The second session of the exchange meeting was Fangshi, which lasted two days. Puji Temple provided the venue. After the magicians in need register for the conference, we will arrange booths for them, and they will bring out their own treasures, and other Magicians in exchange for what they need, such as talisman seals, magic tools, antiques, cash..."

Shao Yunqu's eyes lit up.

Master Huimin said again: "If the young master likes this tea, I still have some old tea from last year and the year before. If the young master doesn't mind, I will give the young master half a liang when I go back."

Shao Yun went to look at the teacup in his hand, knowing that the annual output of the eight West Lake Longjing Yuqian was only two taels, and he didn't know where Master Huimin got so many.

He didn't evade it: "Then I would like to thank Master Huimin." He paused, and said with a smile: "It's just that I have some wild tea in my hand, but it is definitely not as good as these eight imperial teas. I will give it to Huimin some other day. The master tastes one or two."

Master Huimin smiled and yelled the Buddha's name.

Seeing that the competition on the field has entered a white-hot stage, Shao Yun's eyes fell on the opposite stand, and he couldn't help asking: "I see that the opposite stands seem to be ordinary people."

"Exactly." Master Huimin said with a smile: "It's said that you are poor and rich in martial arts, let alone a journey of cultivation. After all, there are only a few magicians with superficial beauty, and these ordinary people can all be famous in Geng province. The patriarchs of the second-rate and third-rate families cannot afford real masters in their families, so they can only ask for some magic tools and seals from the exchange meeting market to protect their families. It can be said that they are the masters in the market. Greatest source of cash.”

That's it!

Shao Yun went to pick up the tureen, and continued to chat with Master Huimin.

After two sticks of incense, the competition on the martial arts arena ended with Chen Ge's defeat, and then two more jumped on it.

On the first day of the martial arts, Shao Yun was still full of interest, but on the second day, his interest seemed to fade away. On the third day, he simply stayed in the meditation room and took a copy of the Diamond Sutra to read it!

"Meow~"

Ok?

Shao Yun went to put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked towards the source of the sound. The orange cat rested its front paws on the window sill, showing its head, and looked at him flickeringly with a pair of delicate cat eyes.

Shao Yun curled his lips and walked over: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, where did you go?"

"Meow~"

The orange cat climbed onto the window sill with two hind legs, followed by bending its front legs, and threw itself into Shao Yunqu's arms.

Shao Yun went to rub its little head, as if thinking of something, he brought the orange cat to him, and said with big eyes to small eyes, "I just found out today that there are demon cultivators in this world. Being smart shouldn’t be just as simple as being smart, right?”

"...Meow?" The orange cat froze and stared slightly.

Shao Yun squinted his eyes halfway, raised his index finger and poked the orange cat's white paw, "Come on, transform yourself and let me see!"

"Meow~" The orange cat came back to his senses with a pure and innocent face, as if Meow didn't know what you were talking about.

"Forget it." Shao Yun was inexplicably disappointed, since the orange cat was unwilling, he would naturally not force it.

"Meow."

The orange cat is also a little tangled, it can't keep telling Shao Yun about it.

But just think of Shao Yun's expression after knowing its identity...

Shame!

Just like that, Shao Yun went to sit on the bed and read Buddhist scriptures. The orange cat lay on Shao Yun's lap, with its head buried in its two front paws, and its tail swung from side to side.

Tell, don't tell, tell, don't tell...

Ah, I'm going to be so sad!

……

The venue for the second exchange meeting in Fangshi was still on the Martial Arts Field. The monks of Puji Temple used fences to fence off a long alleyway overnight.

Master Huimin was startled when he saw the orange cat in Shao Yunqu's arms.

Then he received a warning look from the other party, and he had no choice but to swallow the words back into his stomach.

The orange cat's heart relaxed, and he raised his head to meet Shao Yunqu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Feeling guilty, it buried its head in Shao Yun's arms and pretended to be dead.

Shao Yun went and smiled, and the group stepped into Fangshi.

There are no less than [-] sorcerers setting up a stall here, and the items on the stall are quite complicated, such as talisman seals, magical implements, elixir, ancient books, antiques... It all depends on the buyer's eyes.

After passing through more than a dozen stalls in a row, Shao Yun went to a sudden stop. Compared to other stalls, which were very lively, there was only an ancient book on the small wooden table in front of him, which read: Volume [-] of Dan Fang.

He looked at the owner of the stall—an old man with a white beard in a black gown, "I wonder if the kid can take a look?"

The eyes of the old man with a white beard swept across Shao Yun to Master Huimin who was beside him, and immediately said with a smile: "Senior, please go ahead."

It was only after Shao Yun went here that he picked up the alchemy book and opened it. As expected, it was completely blank.

He rubbed the paper, seeing the familiar texture, he immediately beamed with joy.

At this moment, a panting voice came from not far away: "Young master, please slow down..."

Master Huimin frowned.

The orange cat jumped out of Shao Yunqu's arms, rolled its eyes, and kicked Shao Yunqu's dantian.

The cyclone in Shao Yun's dantian stopped immediately, and the yang essence lingering around him slowly dispersed.

Before Shao Yun came back to his senses, the crowd parted, and a boy of seventeen or eighteen came out.

He shook his nose, and then his eyes fell on the book in Shao Yunqu's hand, and then his eyes flashed, revealing a smile that was sure to win.

The author has something to say: Orange cat: ran wild on your bed (?>ω<*?)