"Master, will anyone really live in such a wild place?"

A group of wise men who left the Mang Army, walked and stopped, rode their mounts for thousands of miles, and came to a remote barren mountain area far away from the main road. If it weren’t for their feet, there would still be a tramp. On the dirt road that came out, the entourage of the wise master had no doubt that they were in an unknown wilderness.

Looking at some deep dense forests on both sides of the dirt road, people can't help but feel terrified, worried that a beast might rush out to attack them, and the entourage following the wise master asked the leader of the wise master anxiously.

The wise master rode his mount forward, indifferent to all the surrounding scenery, and looked calm and relaxed.

"Shuntianzong pays attention to following the general trend, everything goes with the flow, does not use human power to change, nothing does not fight, but some people fight, the heart is easy to chaos, the unpopulated wilderness is an excellent place to stay away from mortal fights. It is very suitable. Cultivate inaction." The wise master replied to appease his followers.

"Then wise master, you join our reckless army, won't the Zongmen blame it?"

The entourage who heard the explanation of the wise master asked them to be puzzled. As the entourage, although they did not know everything about the Suncheon Sect, they still knew some things about the Suncheon Sect. A member of Zong joined the Mang Army, and even as a wise teacher, gave advice to the Mang Army, which obviously did not match the description of "Wuwei".

Followers are not out of malice, they are just curious and ask this question.

The wise master simply glanced at the inquiring follower, then withdrew his gaze, and replied plainly.

"I don't have talent, and my xinxing can't fit in with inaction. I can only leave the sect to find another way out. If it wasn't for evil and chaos, I would never come back in my life."

The wise men of the Mang Army continued to advance along the dirt road for a while, and after climbing several hillsides, someone in front of them was already there waiting for them.

"Elder, I have been waiting here for a long time."

The wise master got off the mount, and the other followers also got off the mount.

"Zongmen asked you to come?" Mang Junzhi asked.

"Yes, the sect knows that you will come here, so let me wait for you here."

The followers in the rear looked at each other, and the slight worries in their hearts were relieved, because the wise master had not long ago, they guessed that the wise master was expelled from the Suncheon Sect because of some fault. If that is the case, according to the past Experience, they may be made difficult for this visit.

After seeing the people in the Suncheon School show such respect for the wise master, it is certain that it is not what they thought.

"PLZ follow me."

The people of Shuntianzong said to the wise master and his followers, and led the way.

On the way, the wise master was no longer as calm as before. He spoke several times, then closed again without saying a word, seeming to be very hesitant.

In the end, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind, and the wise man Mang Jun asked the receptionist who led the way.

"Why do you call me the noble chief? I am no longer a member of the sect."

The wise master Mang Jun still remembers that the elder is a respect for the elders in the Shuntian sect. For people outside the Shuntian sect, even if the opponent is a very elderly elder, it is not in accordance with the etiquette to call the elder.

"You joined the sect earlier than me. Even if you leave the sect, you are still my elder. You can be called the elder, please don't be offended by the elder."

The receptionist didn't seem to figure out the problem of the wise man, and he gave a simple answer without beginning and end, and the wise man from the mang army showed a little strangeness after this.

"How is the sect? Is the sect master's health better?"

The wise man Mang Jun asked the receptionist with concern, and the receptionist responded.

"It's already much better. Thanks to the medicine that you sent, the body is basically healed now, but it takes more time to recuperate. After all, the old man of the suzerain is already very old, no more than us young people."

The dirt road stretches to the front of a thatched house, which looks very crude, with many holes in the roof.

The receptionist walked straight out of the dirt road at a corner, and told the followers of the Mang Junzhizhi. 33 Listening to Books

"Everyone must follow me. This forest is a guardian forest. It is arranged to prevent outsiders from disturbing the sect. Without guidance, you will be trapped in it and you will never be able to get out. You must follow me closely."

After saying this, the followers immediately tense their nerves, because this involves their own safety.

As it went deep into the woods, the fog gradually rose and gradually turned into a thick fog that can only be seen a few meters away. The followers are very careful to follow the people in front.

I don't know how far they have gone, the followers just feel that their eyes suddenly open up, the fog has cleared, and the forest has come to an end.

The entrance is a prosperous scene, the mountains in the distance are stacked with terraces, there are running water down the mountains, there are many farmhouses, and the green smoke curls. Nearby are houses, arranged in an orderly manner, and there is a large lake in the distance. The running water from the mountain gathers into the lake, and scattered canoes can be seen on the lake.

"Well, there is such a town hidden behind this forest?!"

Although the followers knew that they were going to a place called Shuntianzong before they set off, the Suncheonzong in front of them was far from the ‘Shuntianzong’ they thought.

The wise man who noticed that the entourage was surprised, gave an affirmative answer.

"This is the Suncheon School."

Not long after they left the forest, a group of children ran towards them, and the roar of each other could be heard far away.

"Look! It's an outsider! It's an outsider outside the sect!"

The wise master looked at the followers and ordered.

"You give them the things we brought."

"Oh, good."

The followers later realized that they reacted and became busy.

"Children, I brought you some gifts from the outside. Ask them both."

"What? There is a gift? That's good!"

The wise master shouted to the children who were running. The children were stunned, and then quickened their pace, for fear of falling behind other people and spinning around their followers.

"Don't worry, one for each, everyone has a share..." Some followers said.

The wise master Mang Jun looked at the frolicking children, unable to look away for a long time, until the receptionist called him, and he came back to his senses.

"Elder, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, please come with me and go here."

"Ok."

Guided by the receptionist, they walked towards the tallest building in the town. It looked like a loft, with fifty floors in total. The structure looked like a combination of man-made buildings and natural plants, without any obtrusiveness. , On the contrary, it gives people a wonderful sense of harmony.

Under the guidance of the host, the wise master Mang Jun met his deceased.

"Bo Tao, you are here."

"Long Enyong, long time no see."

The wise master Mang Jun bowed respectfully to the other party, just as the receptionist did before.

Chief Enyong reminded the wise man of the Mang Jun to not be so cautious. In order to ease the atmosphere, Chief Enyong also made a joke.

"The Sect Master is in poor health, and now I can't stand the disturbance from outsiders, so I will meet with you. I hope you won't be offended by this discord."

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