Jiuxiao

Chapter 33

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain passed and the sky cleared up, and the clouds opened to see the sun, and everything was still.

All the disciples of the Jinghai School were overjoyed.

Originally, he had no hope, but unexpectedly, Lu Yanping was also very happy.

Master Qinghe smiled slightly, and looked at Zhou Yin: "Fellow Daoist, is the water in Zhegu Lake still usable?"

Zhou Yin said: "It's okay."

Others didn't know what charades they were playing, but Zhou Yin knew very well that the downpour just now was not induced out of thin air, but borrowed from the water in the Partridge Lake next to Lingshou Palace.

High-ranking monks can naturally call the wind and call the rain, it's no problem, but Zhou Yin's cultivation base is not enough now, it is impossible to attract thunderclouds in a hurry, and it is still such a heavy rain, so naturally he needs to take advantage of it.However, if others don't notice, they are easily deceived. Like Lu Yanping and even Tai Cifang, they don't see the mystery. Qinghe Zhenren is very clear, but he didn't say anything.

Originally, the two of them fought each other with unique moves. Zhou Yin's move was a stroke of genius. Even if others were not convinced, they had nothing to say.

Hearing this, Qing He smiled even deeper, and said to the people of Qing Gu Sect: "This time, the fellow Taoists of the Jing Hai Sect won."

Tai Cifang's face was very ugly. Originally on this trip, he thought that he would be sure of everything. Although Shang Xuanzong was watching, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, they would not be able to openly help the Jinghai faction. A weak Jinghai faction unexpectedly turned defeat into victory.

He groaned and stood up.

"Then I would like to congratulate the real person first. The fisherman of the Shangxuanzong has benefited, and he has acquired the Jinghai faction without any effort. It is really gratifying!"

Master Qinghe seemed unable to hear his sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Qinggu Sect is willing to let go of its status and send monks of comparable strength in the sect to fight with it. Such a magnanimity makes me, like others in the Tao, admire it the most!"

Tai Cifang didn't answer the words, his face just looked a little better.

Then I heard Qinghe Zhenren continue: "Today, fellow Taoists are here, Qinghe would like to invite you to be witnesses. Since the Jinghai faction won, it is up to the Jinghai faction to decide whether to stay or not. I have no intention of bullying the weak and taking advantage of the fire when I go to Xuanzong. .”

Everyone was surprised.

Lu Yanping was even more taken aback.

According to the agreement, if the Jinghai faction wins, the Qinggu sect can no longer find an excuse to annex it, and the matter will be settled. However, he had once told Qinghe Taoist that if the Jinghai faction wins, he will send the faction to Xuanzong to show his sincerity.

Even if there was still a trace of reluctance at first, after this fight, Lu Yanping already knew very well that with his current strength, he could not keep a sect at all. If there is Qinggu sect today, there is no guarantee that no other sect will covet it tomorrow.

The best way is to take the initiative to abdicate for the virtuous, and to attach to a sect that is so powerful that no one dares to invade easily is the best way to explain to everyone in the Jinghai faction. Otherwise, let alone those spirit stone pills, even they People's lives may not necessarily be preserved.

With some calculations in his heart, he took a deep breath, stood up and cupped his hands: "The real person has a broad mind, which makes the younger generation admire, but a gentleman makes a promise, and a horse is hard to follow. Since the word is first, the younger generation will not go back on it. I am willing to send a faction to attach to Xuanzong, but Follow the real man's orders."

Everyone looked at Qinghe, wanting to see how he would deal with this matter.

Qinghe Daoist was silent for a while. "Master Lu has made up his mind?"

Lu Yanping said: "This intention has been abandoned, and I will never regret it."

"Then what about your sect's elixir spirit veins?"

"Everything is at the discretion of the real person."

Daoist Qinghe looked at him with a peaceful expression and a trace of compassion, as if he understood his difficulties, sighed softly, and said, "Forget it, since that's the case, from now on, all the disciples of the Jinghai Sect will belong to me under the sect of Xuanzong. After ordering people to count the spiritual stone pills and other items of the Shanghai faction, they will share a portion and send them to each faction to reward everyone for their hard work today, and to be invited by Shang Xuanzong to witness the battle here."

This time, not only people from other sects, but even Tai Cifang was shocked, and turned to stare at Qinghe.

The disciples of the Jinghai School are nothing more than that, even their masters are only at the foundation-building stage, which is rare in all major sects, but the spirit stone pill is different. The Jinghai School has also been brilliant, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. Quite a lot, enough to make other sects jealous, but Qinghe didn't even blink his eyes for the benefits that were at his fingertips. Another surprise.

Originally, I just wanted to come and watch a show, but I didn't expect there would be benefits.

Elder Xiaming of Tianyan Sect reacted first, and laughed: "Shangxuanzong's mind is really admirable, so Tianyan Sect will be disrespectful!"

He even saved a few polite excuses.

When Tianyanzong said so, Li Zhushu also said: "Then I will thank the real person on behalf of Wanshanmen!"

Qinghe Zhenren smiled and said, "Since they are all of the same way, the benefits are equally shared, and it should be done. You're welcome, you're welcome."

Tai Cifang felt his teeth itch with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

He originally planned to take advantage of Shang Xuanzong's unique benefits to stir up the dissatisfaction of other factions, but who knows that Qinghe, this old fox, would be willing to give up the benefits in a blink of an eye, no matter what he said now, no one else would take it seriously.

"The real man is so calculating!" He gritted his teeth, slamming every word.

Qinghe continued to smile, pretending not to hear, her self-cultivation was excellent.

Things belonging to the Jinghai School were decided to stay in front of him, but Lu Yanping couldn't say anything. He stood there silently, together with the other disciples of the Jinghai School with gloomy faces, they didn't speak.

Fortunately, Qinghe seemed to quickly discover the plight of Lu Yanping and the others, and ordered Yu Zhou to take them down to rest.

The resting place is in the small courtyard behind the Zide Hall of the Lingshou Palace on the main peak, which is specially used to entertain foreign guests. Lu Yanping brought a lot of people, but the small courtyard is spacious, and each person has a guest room, which is more than enough.

Zhou Yin didn't suffer any internal injuries, but the external injuries were not serious. He was injured by thorns just now in Wei Yichang's gossip formation. There were many large and small wounds all over his body, some of which were still bleeding. Strong bloody smell.

He took Jinchuang medicine and applied it on the wound to stop the bleeding, and asked the boy who was in charge of taking care of the guests' daily life for a large bucket of hot water. Then he took off his clothes, wrung them dry in the water with a sweat towel, avoided the wound, and scrubbed his body.

There were hurried footsteps outside, the door was pushed open with a snap, and Huang Wenjun walked in hurriedly. "Ayin!"

Zhou Yin: "..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and Huang Wenjun suddenly coughed several times.

Although it is separated by a screen, but the inside is faintly visible, and you can still see seven or eight points.

"...I'm sorry, ahem, I didn't expect, you wash slowly, wash slowly!"

The door was closed again with such force that it was almost scrapped.

After a while, another person knocked on the door, this time he was more refined.

"A Yin, are you in there? I'm here to deliver your medicine." It was He Yun.

Zhou Yin: "I'm taking a shower."

After a long silence outside, she heard her say again, "Then I'll leave the medicine at the door, you can come out and get it yourself later."

Zhou Yin bowed his head and continued to wipe silently.

After a while, the door knocking sounded again.

Light and rhythmic, gentle and polite.

But before Zhou Yin could answer, the door was pushed open again.

"Junior Brother Zhou?" Lu Yanping looked around and found it strange that there was no one in the room. He turned his head and was dumbfounded.

Zhou Yin was bare-chested and had already put on his pants.

Lu Yanping was a little embarrassed: "I didn't come at the right time?"

Zhou Yin was expressionless: "Anyway, there are not more of you."

Lu Yanping: "???"

Zhou Yin reapplied the medicine and put on his coat, "What's the matter?"

Lu Yanping forced a smile, and sat down distractedly: "It's nothing, just walk around, come and have a look."

In fact, I am in a bad mood and want to find someone to talk nonsense to.

Zhou Yin thought with a paralyzed face, and continued to dress.

Sure enough, after a while, Lu Yanping sighed: "I never thought I would become the last head of the Jinghai Sect. After a hundred years, I don't know what face I will have to meet my ancestors and ancestors of all generations!"

Zhou Yin: "If you fall, you will be wiped out. Generally, there will be no soul left. You can't see it even if you want to."

Lu Yanping smiled wryly: "You said everyone wouldn't blame me, right?"

Zhou Yin: "They will be happier to be disciples of Shangxuan Sect than to be disciples of Jinghai Sect."

Lu Yanping: "But I feel ashamed. After all, the Jinghai faction was ruined by me."

Zhou Yin snorted: "Then you can go to their tablet and commit suicide to apologize."

Lu Yanping finally became angry from embarrassment: "Zhou Yin, will you die if you comfort me?!"

Zhou Yin: "Consolation is just self-deception. Just because you feel good, doesn't mean the result can be changed."

Lu Yanping held his forehead and moaned: "I'm so obsessed with ghosts, how could I think of coming to you!"

Zhou Yin raised his eyebrows and walked towards the bed in silence.

Lu Yanping: "What do you want?"

Zhou Yin: "Meditate and rest your mind."

Lu Yanping finally retreated silently.

After the fighting was over, people from other factions set off one after another. Because Zhang Xian and Zhou Yin were injured, Qinghe Zhenren asked them to stay for a few more days.

Spirit stone pills are easy to distribute, but all monks are naturally rushing to get them, but people are not things, so it's not that simple.

As the largest sect in the mainland, Shangxuanzong has no shortage of disciples, especially those with good qualifications. Except for a few people from the Jinghai sect, the rest are mediocre. It seems that the Jinghai sect has contributed everything For the sake of it, it is impossible for Shang Xuanzong to cross the river and demolish the bridge, but it is still a bit difficult for Master Qinghe to persuade the other six peaks of Shang Xuanzong to accept them.

So right now, for this matter, he specially summoned the masters of the six peaks together.

However, in everyone's imagination, the solemn and solemn Shangxuanzong's Seven Peaks discussion is actually not the case at all.

At the very least, Qinghe Zhenren felt a headache.

In the past, if there was no important matter, he would never call them over.

That's just looking for trouble.

With the idea of ​​cutting the mess with a sharp knife and making a quick decision, he briefly explained the matter first, and finally said: "I am busy with sect affairs, and Tianshu Peak has not had any new disciples for many years. I screened out by myself, but now I have to trouble my senior brothers to help recruit these Jinghai disciples."

"Senior brother Qinghe, just a few small sect disciples, just accept them as you please, but in my opinion, their qualifications are not much better, and they don't need to be treated like my disciples from the Xuanzong sect!"

The one who spoke was Shangxuanzong Kaiyang Peak Master Qingwei, who had the most irritable temper, so he spoke first.

As soon as he spoke, Qinghe Zhenren knew something was wrong.

Sure enough, as soon as I stopped here, I saw a man in weird clothes and coquettish makeup on the other side and said lazily: "Senior brother Qingwei, when will you change your habit of stealing words? Master education."

Qingwei was furious: "Qiu Xianyun, you who are neither male nor female have any right to say anything about others, first go look in the mirror before talking, if you don't speak, no one will know whether you are male or female!"

Qiu Xianyun winked: "I'm a man or a woman, will you know if you try it?"

The master of Liufeng Peak and Master Qinghe came from the same sect, and they all use the Dao name of the Qing Dynasty. Only the master of Tianquan Peak, Qiu Xianyun, stands alone. Although he has the Dao name Qingheng, they all call themselves by their real names.

Qing Wei snorted: "I'm not even interested in posting!"

The two people at the first end were arguing, while Qingxuan from Tianxuan Peak and Qingyan from Tianji Peak were arguing quietly with a medical book on the other side, treating the other people as if they didn't exist.

Yao Guangfeng Qingyuan is a cultivator, and he retreats almost every time he has something to do, and this time he was absent again as a matter of course.

Only Yuheng Peak Master Qingying sat there, listening to him seriously.

Again.

Daoist Qinghe sighed silently, everyone thought that he was the head teacher, but who could know the bitterness of it, with such a group of brothers with different personalities, the head teacher really worked hard.

Qingying pondered for a moment, then said: "Brother Qinghe, if it is not convenient for you, please send someone to my place, but there are also many disciples in Yuheng Peak, I heard that there are hundreds of people in the Jinghai Sword Sect, I'm afraid I won't be able to accept them all."

Compared with others, Qingying is already very reliable.

Master Qinghe thought deeply, and said, "Junior Sister Qingying is really considerate, this matter can be big or small, and needs to be discussed in the long term. Like what Junior Brother Qingwei said just now, it is absolutely impossible to treat the disciples of the two sects differently. How can I say that they came here with the spirit stone elixir, and they will be a family in the future, and if they have done it, it will damage Shang Xuanzong's reputation."

Qing frowned slightly, but didn't rush to talk again.

Qiu Xianyun stroked his hair, but didn't make a sound.

Qingying frowned and said: "However, except for a few members of the Jinghai Sword Sect, I'm afraid that the other disciples are only of ordinary aptitude. If they are recruited all at once, some people in the sect will inevitably be dissatisfied. It will not be a good thing then."

Master Qinghe nodded with his beard: "I have a plan for this matter, and I need to discuss it with you..."

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