Jiuhua Xianzong

A huge white crane was flying in the sky. Its snow-white crane feathers were so clean that there was no trace of variegation. After spreading its wings, which were more than a foot long, every time it waved, it would make a thunderous noise. When it raised its head with a bang, the crane had already flown an unknown number of miles.

"It's all right... sunny and thunder..."

At the foot of Qingyang Mountain, several Taoist boys who were sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps were startled by the thunder. One of them was a bit more irritable and couldn't help raising his head to complain, but the next moment, he exclaimed.

"Ah, it's not thunder...it's a thunder crane..."

"What? Ben Leihe?"

The Taoist boys were all surprised, and quickly looked up, and they saw a giant snow-white crane with its wings folded to fall towards the Qingyang Palace on the main peak of Qingyang Mountain. Under the sunlight, the slender body of the crane looked very special beauty.

"How could there be a Ben Lei Crane falling to our Qingyang Mountain, could it be that there is a Shangxian from the Immortal Sect passing by?"

The Taoist boys looked at each other, Ben Leihe is a high-grade spirit bird, good at using thunder, and the speed is the crown of all spirit birds, it is extremely difficult to be tamed, and only the immortal sect can have it, Qingyang Mountain is just a rankless small sect Even if the sect master and the elders put on their old faces and tried their best to suck up, they couldn't win over the Immortal Grade Sect. Even if those immortals passed by here, they wouldn't choose Qingyang Mountain to rest their feet.

"I don't know which celestial being came to Qingyang Mountain. My old master, Min Yuandao, the head of Qingyang Mountain, has lost his welcome. Please forgive me."

Min Yuandao, who heard the sound, turned pale when he saw the Thunder Crane, and didn't see if there was anyone on the crane's back, so he hurried forward to meet him. Dao Tong is almost exactly the same.

"I am the envoy of Jiuhua Xianzong to protect the mountain. I was ordered to send invitations to Qingyang Mountain. You call yourself Min Yuandao. Do you have proof?"

The so-called mountain guard messengers are spirit beasts and spirit birds that protect the mountain. After hearing this, Min Yuandao realized that there was no one on the crane's back, and that it was a running thunder crane, and the tension in his heart disappeared eight or nine points immediately.

"Yes, yes, this is the seal of the old man, please check it with the envoy."

Min Yuandao quickly took out the seal of the head of the sect, and handed it to Ben Leihe respectfully.Qingyang Mountain is a vassal of the Yaowangzong of the Dipin sect, and the Yaowangzong is a vassal of the Jiuhua Xianzong. Even if it is only a spirit bird protecting the mountain, Min Yuandao dare not neglect it in the slightest.

A flash of spiritual light shot out from Ben Leihe's eyes, circled around the seal of the head of the sect, and verified that it was correct, Fang raised his left wing, waved it lightly, and a crane feather landed on Min Yuandao's hand, and then the flash of spiritual light flashed, and the crane Yu turned into a red invitation.

"The invitation has been delivered, but I have to go elsewhere and say goodbye."

Before Min Yuandao could see clearly the appearance of the invitation, the Benlei Crane had already soared into the sky, and there was another thunderclap in midair, and it disappeared without a trace.

The words "Shangshiliubu" stuck in Min Yuandao's throat, choking so hard that it finally turned into a look of doubt.

He lowered his head to open the invitation and glanced at it. His doubts turned into surprise in an instant. Min Yuandao flicked his sleeves, summoned his Taoist boy, and said, "Qingfeng, quickly invite the four elders to Qingyang Palace for discussion."

Qingfeng Tongzi responded, and within less than a stick of incense, the four elders of Qingyang Mountain, the teaching, deacon, law enforcement, and mountain patrolling, all arrived.

Come so fast?Min Yuandao was startled for a moment, but then came to his senses, probably the moment the Ben Leihe landed on the main peak, the four elders had been alarmed, and they rushed over to the main peak.

"Sect Leader, what's the matter?" Elder Xunshan was the most impatient, and asked before he was seated.

Min Yuandao was happy in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He handed the invitation to the elder Chuan Gong who was seated closest to him, and said: "Just now the envoy of Jiuhua Xianzong sent an invitation, just wait and see."

Passing the invitation through the hands of the four elders, the reaction was almost the same as that of Min Yuandao. At first he was puzzled, but then overjoyed.

"Master, Jiuhua Immortal Sect will hold a 10-year celebration in one year's time, and invite colleagues from the Ming world to celebrate together. I, Qingyang Mountain, are also invited. This is really... really... "

The deacon and elder were so happy that they almost didn't know what to say.This is really too much face. Qingyang Mountain is just a small sect that is not good enough. If you have the qualifications to be invited, I am afraid that you will not be able to join in the fun with a shy face. For such a big event, Jiuhua Immortal Sect actually sent a guard Shan Lingqin came to send the invitation, but no one would believe it.

"It's really a great honor..." Min Yuandao continued the words of the elder deacon with a smile, "But there is one thing that the elder deacon needs to worry about. The Jiuhua Immortal Sect looks down on Qingyang Mountain so much. We must have Qingyang Mountain. A few handy congratulatory gifts."

The deacon elder's smile suddenly froze on his face, Qingyang Mountain is a small sect that is not good enough, even if the resources of the entire sect are taken out, I am afraid it will not be in the eyes of Jiuhua Immortal Sect, I am really excited I went to the ground, but couldn't come up with a congratulatory gift that could stand on the stage. This face would not be thrown at grandma's house.

"Master..."

Just when the deacon elder was about to say something with a bitter face, the law enforcement elder suddenly pointed to the invitation and said, "Who is this Mobule?"

"Which one is not happy?"

Min Yuandao was taken aback, took the invitation and took a closer look, only to find that at the end of the invitation, there was a list of invitees, a total of ten people. Great Elder, there is no designated candidate for the remaining places, but he only said that he can bring four true disciples to celebrate the grand event.

Seeing that there was really Mo Bule on the list, except for the law enforcement elder, the other four people present were stunned, looked at each other for a moment, and said in unison: "Who is this Mo Bule?"

Now something went wrong, not even the head of the sect and the four elders knew who Mo Bule was.

"Elder Chuangong, among the five of us, you are the first to get started and have the most contact with disciples. I really don't know who this Mobule is?"

After a while, Min Yuandao returned the question to the elder Chuan Gong.

The elder Chuan Gong said with a dark face, "I have stayed in Qingyang Mountain for more than 150 years, and I have never heard of a disciple named Mo Bule."

At present, the inner and outer sects of Qingyang Mountain, together with the true disciples, are only more than a thousand people. The elder Chuangong is usually responsible for imparting the exercises to all disciples, so he naturally holds a list of disciples in his hand, let alone all the disciples in Qingyang Mountain. Even in the past 150 years, all the disciples who have worshiped Qingyang Mountain, the elders of Chuangong recognize them.

"Could it be that Jiuhua Xianzong made a mistake?" Min Yuandao muttered to himself, frowning involuntarily.

He said this, but he didn't believe it in his heart. How could Jiuhua Xianzong make a mistake? This Mobule's name is still in front of his head. Obviously Jiuhua Xianzong attaches great importance to this person, maybe it is because This person specially sent the spirit bird to protect the mountain to deliver the invitation.

But now there is no such person in Qingyang Mountain, so there is a big problem now.

"Could it be a disciple from sixteen generations ago?" The elder deacon guessed feebly.

The five people here are all No. 16 generation disciples of Qingyang Mountain. Since the [-]th generation disciples have not been named Mo Bule, what about before?Since Mo Bule's name is ranked ahead of the head, maybe it is because of his seniority.

The elder Chuangong got up suddenly, and said: "I'll go and check the list of disciples that was sealed up before." Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

In less than half a day, the man came back, his face darker than before.

"Since the establishment of the sect, Qingyang Mountain has received a total of more than [-] disciples, and there is not a single one named Mo Bule."

This is really hell.

"The Jiuhua Immortal Sect must have made a mistake." The Elder Xunshan made a conclusion, and then continued to frown. The Jiuhua Immortal Sect made a mistake, but how dare Qingyang Mountain correct it.

In the Palace of Qingyang, there was a gloomy cloud, the person specially invited by Jiuhua Xianzong, but Qingyang Mountain could not hand over this person, let alone say that Jiuhua Xianzong made a mistake, what should we do?

"Otherwise...don't go..." the law enforcement elder sighed and said helplessly.

However, Min Yuandao was a little reconciled, and said: "Such a good opportunity, maybe our Qingyang Mountain can use it to become famous..." He is the head of the sect, and he has the responsibility to develop and grow Qingyang Mountain. If you say give up on this rare opportunity, give it up , how willing.

"It's better than annoying Jiuhua Xianzong and being exterminated." The law enforcement elder said coldly.

Min Yuandao froze immediately.

"Wait, there is still a roster that hasn't been checked." The deacon elder suddenly slapped his thigh.

"What roster?" Min Yuandao asked hastily.

The elder deacon said excitedly: "You have forgotten that the Yaowang Sect often sends disciples to patrol the vassal sects, which is called training. In fact, we let these vassal sects raise disciples for them."

When he said this, Min Yuandao immediately remembered, and asked suspiciously: "Is this possible? Those disciples who were sent out were basically either sent out for retirement with poor aptitude and no future, or they were sent out to wait for death after offending others. Exile, such a person, can he have something to do with Jiuhua Immortal Sect?"

If you have a relationship, you won't end up in this situation.For the disciples released like this, Qingyang Mountain will not offend them, but they will not take them too seriously. Basically, they will be sent to a random place to let them fend for themselves.

"Hey, it doesn't take much to check..." The deacon elder also realized that he felt that the head master was right, but he was too embarrassed to admit that he was wrong.

Min Yuandao thinks so, and it doesn't take much to check it out. The roster is in his hands. Qingyang Mountain has been established for less than 800 years, and there are not many disciples exiled here by the Yaowangzong.

"Hey, there really is a person named Mo Bule...Mo Bule, Jiuhua came to Qingyang Mountain from the Medicine King Sect in 9821, at the age of twenty-two, male, at the early stage of foundation establishment, please take charge of a medicine peak... "

After reading the information on the roster, Min Yuandao and the four elders looked at each other and jumped up suddenly.

"Jiuhua 99821, not good, elder deacon, hurry to Yaofeng to see if this person is still there?"

The Ming Realm is vast and boundless, and there is no unified calendar. Within the scope of the rule of the major immortal sects, the year when the immortal sect was established is basically the first year. Qingyang Mountain is the vassal sect of Jiuhua Xianzong. It is a vassal sect, so it also uses the Jiuhua calendar.Judging from the time recorded in the roster, this Mo Bule was exiled to Qingyang Mountain by Yao Wangzong 170 years ago. At that time, none of the five people present had yet entered Qingyang Mountain. No wonder they didn’t recognize him.

The lifespan of a foundation-building monk is only 200 years. Mobule came to Qingyang Mountain at the age of 22. Now 170 years have passed, adding up to exactly [-] years old. I don't know if he has already passed his lifespan.