This unknown high-ranking monk with a spear, after sitting down, nailed the end of the long spear directly to the red bricks on the ground. It looked a little funny, but all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present pretended not to see it, staring at the table and the ground one by one, without making a sound.

"You are so big, and you still look like this!" The woman in red put down the melon seeds in her hand, clapped her hands, helped her husband straighten his collar, and said angrily.

Sitting next to him, Zhang Shiping looked away tactfully, staring at the melon seeds on the table in front of him. After a few breaths, the middle-aged monk’s clothes were tidied up, and the red woman held his head in both hands. Shake it to the left, look to the right, and see that there are no other problems, and then let go with satisfaction.

There are still nearly 30 foundation-building monks left in the field who have not moved for a long time. Although the other party said that they did not want to fight and let them continue this bluestone meeting, who dares to come forward first? If you pierce through yourself and turn your bones into ashes, that's really wronged to the extreme!

"Do you know why I killed those six people?" Seeing that there was no movement from the crowd, he turned his head and looked around at the monks present, including Zhang Shiping naturally. As the other party glanced around, everyone felt an extremely heavy pressure. There was no malice, and of course no kindness, there was only a sense of the vicissitudes of time in it, and the heavy feeling of the years that came over his face made Zhang Shiping dare not take a breath.

It was normal, and no one present answered his question aloud. After he glanced around, he saw that no one in the crowd made a sound. After a few breaths, when everyone's heart was beating, he said slowly:

"My generation of monks should have a bottom line. The road to immortality is long. Even if the monks fight to the death and lose their souls, they must seek benevolence and gain benevolence. They should have no complaints or regrets, but they must not act like evil or demons, like those six people. , break the foundation of my human family, and in order to cultivate myself, I will be stained with the blood of thousands of mortals. Of course, this is just my personal wish, wishful thinking. If some of you cultivate far beyond me one day, by then you Feel free to do whatever you want, even if it's the massacre of cities and countries, I don't dare to control, haha!"

"Thank you for the teaching, senior, we will definitely remember it in our hearts!" The nearly thirty foundation-building monks present heard what the middle-aged monk with a gun said. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stood up quickly, bowed and saluted, Like everyone else, Zhang Shiping bowed his hands together, the words of this unknown senior just hit what he thought in his heart, Zhang Shiping was very respectful for a moment.

"I hope you can listen a little bit in your heart." As soon as the words finished, the middle-aged monk and the woman in red disappeared in an instant, and the formation on the seventh floor of the Qingshi Building did not fluctuate at all.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, everyone waited for a full cup of tea before someone stood up tentatively, among them, Qingshi Sanren from Qingshilou just saw the two seniors sitting at Zhang Shiping's table , he immediately flashed to Zhang Shiping, rolled his eyeballs, and smiled at him very politely, "Qingshi Sanren has seen this fellow Taoist before."

"Lin Zhang met fellow Taoist Qingshi." Zhang Shiping responded. Some people present heard the words of the senior just now, and they had no idea, so they left quickly, leaving more than ten people behind. Sitting next to Zhang Shiping, each of them pricked up their ears like a donkey, hoping to get some news about the two seniors from Zhang Shiping, even a scaly claw would do. To casual cultivators, senior monks are people from two different worlds!

"I don't know what is the relationship between Lin Daoyou and those two seniors?" Qingshi Sanren asked Zhang Shiping in a lower and lower voice, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes, which may not be felt by ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, but as a A monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, in the Qingshi building, has also had the honor to receive two Jindan real people who passed by here in the past few decades, and the feeling of these two real people to Qingshi Sanren is not the same as the two who left just now. Too much. He had a guess in his mind about the cultivation of the two of them. Could it be the legendary Yuanying Zhenjun?

"I met those two seniors more than ten years ago, I never thought I would meet them again today, it's really a blessing!" Zhang Shiping looked at Qingshi Sanren, smiled slightly, with a bit of mystery. He didn't dare to raise the banner, because Zhang Shiping didn't know how much the Yuanying cultivator's spiritual thought could cover. If what he said fell into the ear of the other party, everything would be over. However, Zhang Shiping didn't say anything clearly, he just vaguely said that he had an old relationship with the two of them, and let the monks present think about the rest.

After everyone heard it, they all looked thoughtful and looked at Zhang Shiping with some inexplicable meaning in their eyes. But at this time, Qingshi Sanren stood up and cupped his hands to more than a dozen people who were listening, "Because of the sudden incident, today's small meeting will come here first, and if there are new fellow Taoists coming tomorrow, we will meet again."

"Friend Daoist Lin, please." As soon as Qingshi Sanren finished speaking, he turned around and invited Zhang Shiping out.

Seeing that Qingshi Sanren was so unkind, more than ten people raised their voices loudly, Zhang Shiping took the opportunity to get up and leave, so as not to cause trouble in vain.

In a beautiful hill dozens of miles away from Qingshilou, the man with the gun and the female cultivator in red walked side by side.

"You are over fifteen hundred years old, and you still have so many things to do~lightnovelpub.net~ The female cultivator in red said lightly.

"Hey, it's a lot, it's a lot." The man shook his hands, looked at the forests and wild flowers in the mountains, and said to the Taoist with a smile. He picked a red flower by the roadside and stuck it in her hair. People are more delicate than flowers, which makes him amazed.

The red-clothed woman, Xiujiao, glanced at her husband, and the two of them were walking in the mountains. Two days later, from the nearby mountains, two red streamers shot straight into the sky, submerged in the strong wind, and flew towards the south. It's almost on.

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Ten days later, a blue light flew over Zhengyangzong Shengxian Town, and three days later, in front of Zhengyang Peak, Zhang Shiping drove the ancient Qingling boat down, and he went forward to chat with the two brothers guarding the mountain. After a few words, I would like to trouble the two senior brothers on duty to help pass the message, saying that I have something urgent to report to the head.

The two inner disciples dressed in black asked Zhang Shiping to wait for a while, one of them took out a blue jade slip from the storage bag, and said a few words to him, after casting the spell, the jade simplified into a flame, Integrating into the formation, Zhang Shiping was calm and chatted with the two for a while.

After a cup of tea time, a fire came out from the formation of Zhengyang Peak, senior brother Hao who sent out the sound transmission jade slip just now, took the jade slip, took out the token with his spiritual sense, and opened it for Zhang Shiping A door about Zhang Xu long and wide came, Zhang Shiping thanked him, stepped inside immediately, and walked along the long stone steps.

When he arrived at the gate of the main hall and was summoned, Zhang Shiping straightened his clothes and walked into the main hall. Purple smoke rose from the copper furnace in the hall, and there was a faint fragrance. A wisp of smoke entered his nostrils. He immediately felt his consciousness clear and his eyes brightened. , The exhaustion from traveling for days was all gone.

"Why did you come back alone, Xie Miao and Fu Haihai?" Chang Younian stood beside the copper stove, surrounded by purple smoke.