A popular Taoist temple in the suburbs of Yanjing put up a sign early this morning——

Thank you today.

Many believers who came from far away felt disappointed and even had a little complaint in their hearts.

They took the little Taoist priests they knew well from the past and kept asking them why they wanted to thank him.

The little Taoist priest explained with a smile:

"It's the ancestor who wants to entertain guests. It's not convenient for outsiders to be here."

The believer frowned:

"You don't need to close the entire Taoist temple to entertain guests, right? Taoist priest, just let me in, and I will burn the incense sticks and come out! Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable this month!"

The little Taoist priest realized that this man was an old friend who came here every month, but he still shook his head:

"The Patriarch has too many guests!"

"You're lying to me as soon as you hear it. How many people can there be?"

The little Taoist priest didn't answer and pointed behind him.

The believers looked back and were immediately frightened.

I saw an endless stream of vehicles stopping along the mountain road, and people wearing different clothes got out of the car one after another——

Some were wearing common Taoist robes, some were covered with Buddhist beads, and some were dressed in white linen, as if they were about to become immortals.

Anyway, looking at it, just looking at the demeanor and appearance, he is definitely not a simple person!

The believers were shocked:

"Is there something big going on at this door?"

The little Taoist priest was smiling, but his eyes were filled with worry. He murmured in his voice:

"It's not just the Taoist sect, but the whole world."

It’s not just the little Taoist priests who are worried about today’s Taoist gathering.

It should be said that everyone in this thousand-year-old Taoist temple is worried about this.

Of course they follow their ancestors unconditionally.

But they also know how shocking and terrifying the storms outside are!

"So what! Our ancestors are Wuliangshan people!"

"What if the Patriarch's century-old reputation is destroyed..."

"Shut up! Don't disturb the morale of the army here! Does our ancestor care about people with such false reputations?"

"But I heard that more than half of the people in the entire Xuanmen feel that they should not care about this matter. The remaining less than half, probably some of them just can't say it out... No matter how powerful our ancestor is, how can we block the Youyou people? mouth?"

"The Patriarch has his own reasons for doing things!"

"But what's the reason?"

"..."

Yes, what's the reason?

This is what everyone in Xuanmen who came today thinks in their heart.

Those who can be invited to come to this Taoist temple today and truly face to face with the people of Wuliang Mountain are naturally not ordinary people, but all highly respected seniors of Taoism!

It can be said that the statement of the people sitting here today means the statement of the entire Xuanmen!

Wuliangshan people sent out invitations two days in advance, and even the seniors who were practicing in the mountains came out with them.

Several of them are nearly a hundred years old, not much younger than the Wuliangshan people. They are all brothers of the same generation, and they speak naturally and casually——

"Wuliang, we know that you have always been kind-hearted and can't bear to see an innocent child harmed by evil cultivators. But the question is, is this really worthy of our entire Taoist sect gathering together to fight against all evil cultivators? We all know that there are evil cultivators in the world. It cannot be completely eradicated. As long as people have negative desires, there will be room for evil cultivators to survive. Nowadays, our way of getting along with each other in peace and harmony is the best. Why bother to come here for a mere little ginseng? What about getting into trouble?”

The speaker was an old man who was cultivating in Zhongnan Mountain. He was only two years younger than Wuliang Mountain and had been practicing in isolation for many years.

His attitude should represent the thoughts of many people in Xuanmen. Just ignore it.

The old man said slowly:

"I can restrain my descendants from participating in the fight for White Jade Spiritual Ginseng, so as not to cause sin and be hated by heaven. But we also don't want to get involved in the fight between Jin and evil cultivators, and eventually lead to a battle between good and evil. For many years, You must have not forgotten the battle before, Wu Liang, right? Even your master died in that battle, do you want to see such tragic scenes again?"

The Wuliangshan man at the top of the high seat, wearing a lotus crown and a plain white Taoist robe, looked at his nose and mouth at this moment. The old god was there, and his mood did not fluctuate at all.

Even when his junior brother mentioned the tragedy that year, he was still not affected and seemed extremely calm.

At this time, an impatient person in the room spoke:

"Why not fight? What if the White Jade Spiritual Ginseng falls into the hands of evil cultivators and one of them really ascends? It would be better for us to fight over it and hold the White Jade Spiritual Ginseng in our hands..."

"Are you kidding! You have the White Jade Spirit Ginseng in your hands? Then who should take care of it? You? Who knows if you will keep it secret!"

"Don't be a mouthy person! If White Jade Spirit Ginseng falls into the hands of people like us in the Xuan Sect, it should naturally be handed over to the most virtuous and respected people! For example, Wuliang Mountain Man! With him guarding it, no one should think there will be any problems, right?"

"Don't force his old man's ideas! The mountain man's ideas are different from yours!"

"Why, am I too tacky? Are none of you really interested in 'Ascension'?"

“It’s not certain whether the ascension is real or fake!”

"I agree with Wuliangshanren's idea of ​​protecting this white jade spiritual ginseng..."

"If she is not from my race, her heart must be different! No matter how much she looks like a little girl, she is still a ginseng spirit! Not a human being! We Xuanmen disciples have worked so hard and shed blood to protect her, for what? Just to fight for her. Is it justice? But what’s the use of fighting for justice?”

"Then what are you cultivating in your daily life? Is it Tao or profit? What if you protect her White Jade Spirit Ginseng for my Taoist heart? I have a clear conscience!"

"We can't do anything to a little girl anyway."

"..."

For a time, everyone was noisy.

Those who advocate not participating in this matter;

Those who advocated that White Jade Spirit Ginseng should be captured;

Those who advocate protecting White Jade Spirit Ginseng and suppressing the arrogance of evil cultivators;

……

Even if it is the same idea, there will be subtle differences.

Since these people present are senior Xuanmen practitioners with profound skills and have practiced for many years, they naturally have their own persistence and will not be easily shaken by others.

As a result, none of them could convince anyone, and the atmosphere became deadlocked.

Finally, Wuliangshanren spoke.

But instead of persuading anyone, he raised his hand to signal everyone present to be quiet.

His sharp gaze pierced the air, and his sword suddenly pointed at someone here!

Wuliangshan people have always been gentle, harmonious and casual in temperament.

This was one of the rare times when he showed his majesty and dignity.

Everyone subconsciously kept silent and only listened to Wuliangshanman slowly say:

"Last night, a burglary occurred in the Wen family manor. Now the criminal has been sent to the detention center and will be sentenced soon. The Wen family has arranged the best team of lawyers. What do you think about this matter?"

The person in question was a middle-aged man. He looked upright and aboveboard, with confusion and surprise written all over his face:

"Why did the mountain man ask me?"


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