Chapter 1138 Seeking tomb and losing jade, seeking jade and losing tomb

   Guanghe thought about the answer all night, that is, let the master "catch two and release one" among the three of Tai Cangyue, Ji Feiyan, and Ye Xiaoye.

   If you can't catch them all, you will offend people.

   If you can't let it go, it will make people look down on it.

   So the remaining answer is "catch two and put one" or "catch one and put two", and of course the best result is to grab two and put one.

But whoever is caught and released, Guanghe's suggestion is that Master first go to the mountain gate to find out what the situation is and which senior has moved his mind. What are they thinking.

   "Yes, it's better than being a teacher." Yu Bingsheng nodded in approval, "After you go to the sect for a teacher, just do as you said!"

   Yu Bingsheng did not go to Zongmen for the first time, but went to Tianjimen, which is also in Zhenxicheng.

   "Old guy, why are you here, didn't you say you went out for a wander?" The middle-aged scribe, who seemed to be in his forties, was also the sect master of this Tianjimen, and he said without any surprises.

   "Do me a favor." Yu Bingsheng didn't mess with him and went straight to the point.

   "This is a lot of work." The middle-aged scribe said.

   "You know, I don't have anything." Yu Bingsheng spread out his sleeves, "If I have any big backers and good resources, I won't be assigned here."

   "I always feel that you didn't make fun of yourself, but offended me." The middle-aged scribe shook his head, "But who made us both suffer from the same disease, so I don't care about your offense to a large extent."

   After a brief pause, the middle-aged scribe changed his words and returned to the normal communication track, "But friendship is friendship, rules are rules, you understand that."

   "How about a favor?" Yu Bingsheng asked.

"A human relationship that breaks the realm of supernatural powers is worthless." The middle-aged scribe who was also in the realm of supernatural powers sighed deeply, "Alas, this old man shouldn't have had any dealings with a poor creature like you back then. If things go on like this, sooner or later One day it will go bankrupt."

   Having said this, the middle-aged scribe walked into the Tianji Courtyard.

   The so-called Tianjiyuan is actually an independent small courtyard in Tianjimen, and there is nothing in the small courtyard except a stone tablet in the middle.

   After a while, the middle-aged scribe returned with a strange look in his expression.

   "Jade is in the mausoleum." The middle-aged scribe said, "If you ask for the tomb and lose the jade, ask for the jade and you will lose the tomb."

   "Old guy, that's all I got."

   "Thanks!" Yu Bingsheng flicked his sleeves and wanted to show off.

   "Slow!" the middle-aged scribe said, "Brother Dao, can I say something more?"

   He even changed his name.

   Obviously, what he wants to say next is serious business, and it is something he thinks is more important.

   Yu Bingsheng responded to him with his eyes.

   "Brother Dao, the beauty of jade is known to all, and the beauty of mausoleums may be unknown to people." The middle-aged scribe said, "If the power is not as good as that of the people, it is better to retreat and seek the next best. What do you think?"

   "Do you know something?" Yu Bingsheng frowned.

   He has been frowning ever since he got that sentence.

   "Brother, forgive me, I do know something." The middle-aged scribe said apologetically, "But what I know, whether I say it or not, has nothing to do with this trip."

   Hearing this, Yu Bingsheng frowned even more.

   "Okay, I understand." Yu Bingsheng said, "Also, I will consider your suggestion."

   After saying this, Yu Bingsheng flashed.

   And this time, the middle-aged scribe did not stop him, just stood there and shook his head slightly.

   Back to Lingxiao Courtyard with Xiao Qinghu, Yu Bingsheng teleported, teleported, teleported all the way.

   Carrying a child won't slow him down in the slightest, but this West Pole Furukawa is too restrictive for cultivators.

A monk in the supernatural power state like Yu Bingsheng is actually not bad. After all, there are still "supernatural powers" available. It is too difficult for a monk who has not reached the supernatural power state and only relies on spells. .

   Yu Bingsheng left Zhenxi City built on the small spiritual realm in just one teleport, and after leaving Zhenxi City, he seemed to be stuck in the mud, and every small teleport was like pulling up his feet in a swamp and putting them down.

   For someone like him, he wouldn't be so tired that he vomited blood, but that feeling of sadness was only worse than vomiting blood.

   Finally, out of the West Pole Furukawa, the sea and the sky suddenly opened up.

  The earth flashed backwards at an unimaginable speed, and the sky was originally an immobile white cloud, but at this moment it also turned into a colorful phantom.

  When the scene of the day and the earth returned to normal, the old and the young were already at the foot of a mountain.

   "This is the mountain gate of our High Heaven Sect." Yu Bingsheng touched Qinghu's little head and said gently.

  The 2,684-level stone steps, one old and one young, walked up step by step in the next time.

   This is a procedure that any new disciple must go through before entering the mountain gate.

  Ling Xiaozong has never been an exception since its establishment.

   Even if Qinghu is already in the Profound Entrance Realm, he is only seven years old, and he is still a little short, with really short legs. In fact, even in a year or two, things will be very different.

  Because children are in this age group, one year is the same.

   But at this time, even with the teacher holding hands all the way, after so many stone steps, he was too tired to sit on the top stone steps.

   "Hehe, Qinghu, how does it feel to be here?" Yu Bingsheng asked.

   "Tired, teacher!" Qinghu raised his head to look at the teacher standing beside him, "My legs are too short, if only they were longer!"

   "Also, teacher, the cloud in the sky looks so good!" Qing Hu stretched out his hand and pointed to the horizon.

   "Is it different from what you saw before?" Yu Bingsheng asked.

   "...It seems to be the same!" Qinghu looked left and right, "But sitting at such a high place to watch, it's so comfortable!"

   In the main hall, the water mirror did not show anything unexpectedly about the scene at the mountain gate.

   This is also routine.

   "Quality first-class." The surname Mu said.

   "Good luck," An said.

   "Nothing out of the ordinary," said the ninth boss who held the mirror.

   The three bosses used these three sentences to position Qing Arc from three aspects, and almost at the same time, Qing Arc's finalization was also completed.

  First gear!

Before    True One Realm, the training strength of the first sect of the sect.

   This is the same arrangement as Ye Xiaoye at that time.

   "Junior Yu Bingsheng is here." Lao Jiu said with a smile after completing the task of inspecting and setting files for the new disciples.

"Is there anything strange about Xiji Furukawa recently?" said the big man surnamed Mu, "Boy Yu's Dao fortune is average, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who is favored by the world. Why is such a genius under his family a genius? One after another? Without a pause."

   "His Dao luck used to be normal, but now it may not be." Lao Jiu said.

However, the one-yuan mirror of good fortune cannot be used at will to observe the situation of the monks above the spiritual stage in the sect. Just like just now, it was clear that Yu Bingsheng and Qinghu were standing together, but when the one-yuan mirror swept over, it automatically ignored Yu Bingsheng.

   This is also one of the rules of the sect.

   This time, it wasn't the big boss An who presided over the initiation ceremony for the new disciples. Everything was carried out according to the normal procedure.

   And after Xiaoqinghu was settled down, Yu Bingsheng entered the core peak group, and then entered a courtyard.

   "Uncle Master, please call the shots for me!" Yu Bingsheng wiped his face and said to the young man in front of him, with tears in his eyes, which made people look moved.

   "What's the matter, can't someone bully you?" said the youth in green clothes in surprise.

   "The disciple has been bullied to the house!" Yu Bingsheng said in a hoarse voice, "If the disciple doesn't come back this time, he won't even have a face in the future!"

   Next, Yu Bingsheng told the boy about the situation.

   "Bingsheng, did you make a mistake, why didn't I get the news." The youth in green clothes said, "Even if someone ignores you, for such a big thing, isn't it just a decoration to be an old man?"

   "Don't worry, I'll check the situation."

  The boy left and returned after about a cup of tea time.

   And when he came back, he had a strange look on his face.

   "Uncle Master?"

"Bingsheng, it's a little troublesome." The young man in green clothes looked at Yu Bingsheng, as if he wanted to find something on his face, "The little guys from you are indeed looked upon by others, but , is someone the old man can't afford to offend."

   "Huh?" Hearing this, Yu Bingsheng even took back the tears in his eyes.

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   It's so strange, why is the big guy surnamed An who doesn't have much sense of existence, you guys choose the most?

   doesn't make sense!

   (end of this chapter)