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Chapter 117 Characters from various factions
  Sanhefu.
  There are gravel roads connecting hundreds of miles of swampland and rolling mountains, and there are also some arch bridges and pavilions dotted among them.

In front of the gate of Sanhe Guanshan, Guangxuan wore the Taoist robe of the headmaster today and held a fly whisk to personally greet the invited guests.

at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Ping was about to climb the mountain under the leadership of the disciples of Sanhe Temple, but he met an acquaintance, Taoist Martian from Sanhuo Temple. He was following an old Taoist. When the old Taoist saw Yucheng, he greeted him first: "Yucheng, we have to have more than sixty people." We haven’t seen each other for years, are you still guarding your Taoism?"

As soon as he heard his words, he could tell that this person was a person who practiced hard all day long, and he was a hard worker who couldn't hear what was going on outside the window. The reason why he was here this time was probably because Gu Heng didn't have much time.

"Yuan Qing, are you an old boy in seclusion again? Can you ask your apprentice for some common sense information every time you come out of seclusion, so as not to make another joke?"

There was a voice next to him speaking on behalf of Taoist Yucheng. It was a Taoist priest holding a green gourd. He was dressed like a wanderer. His long hair was casually tied together with a branch, and his beard on his chest was covered with a beard made of silk. It looked a little out of place with his outfit.

"Li Xingwen, you're still the same as before. You're as uncomfortable as a spiritual dog eating shit."

Yuan Qing turned his head and looked at the person who came. He described Li Xingwen's image in extremely disgusting terms. Not to mention, his description was really apt in a way.

Li Xingwen immediately became anxious after hearing this. Just when he was about to argue with Yuan Qing, Taoist Yucheng quickly stepped forward and said, "This is not a place for fighting."

"Old man, I, Li Xingwen, am not here to argue with you, but it will not be easy for you to go back properly this time."

"Afraid of you? We will inevitably have to do two things after this ceremony."

"Special!"

Li Xingwen suddenly abandoned the Taoist's gentleness, pulled off the beard on his chest, and stared. He looked like a green forest hero at the moment. He walked around Yucheng and pointed at Yuan Qing's nose and said: "Not even after the Dharma conference, just Come here, let my apprentice and your apprentice have a fight first, what do you think?"

Yuan Qing was startled, then laughed "haha", "Okay."

His expression and tone seemed to look down on Li Xingwen.

Li Xingwen was furious again, and saw that the conflict was about to break out. Fortunately, Guangxuan got the news and went down the mountain immediately. Seeing the confrontation at the scene where both sides could not leave the stage, he stepped forward with a smile on his face and gave a junior salute.

Upon seeing this, the two of them walked off the stage under the watchful eyes of Yu Cheng and Wang Ping, followed by a while of greetings. During the course of the greetings, Li Xingwen and Yuan Qing inevitably undermined each other, and finally met for a competition after the ceremony.

According to previous practice, there will be an exchange meeting after a Dharma meeting of this scale. To put it more informally, this kind of exchange meeting is an arena competition. It does not have too many rules and does not have a designated opponent. You can go up if you want to. , if someone finds the opponent on the field interesting, he can just go off to compete with him.

Wang Ping has already entered the country and is definitely not suitable to enter the ring, so this time he brought Liu Shuang and Wang Kang's disciple Liang Tao, and the others were just some accompanying disciples to deal with chores.

...

A group of people walked to the mountain gate.

The elders of the master's sect walked in front. Wang Ping deliberately took a step slowly, raised his hands to Taoist Martian and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are well."

Mars quickly returned the gift, "Except for being forced by Master to sense the fire spirit every day, everything else is fine. But Taoist fellow Taoist, you... I also want to congratulate fellow Taoist for entering the country. When I heard you entered the country, I have been waiting for your celebration ceremony."

It is the default practice of all sects for monks to hold a celebration ceremony when they enter the country. Wang Ping only found out about it recently, but Taoist Yucheng didn't do it for him, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Something happened." Wang Ping casually found an excuse.

"Then I understand." Mars was thinking about the grudge between Qian Muguan and Baishuimen, and he couldn't help but think of the pile of rotten flesh that Hong'an was crushed into. When he heard that Baishuimen was beaten by When it was destroyed to the point where not even a scrap was left, I was already [-]% convinced that it was Wang Ping who did it.

"I've met Taoist Changqing."

The white-faced young Taoist priest following Li Xingwen ignored Taoist Martian and saluted Wang Ping with clasped fists. After the salute, he introduced himself: "Junior Li Lin."

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment because Li Lin actually called himself a junior. Then he saw Li Lin cupping his fists towards Liu Shuang and saying, "Fellow Taoist, long time no see."

"Well, it's been almost twenty years." Liu Shuang responded politely.

"Yeah, twenty years passed in the blink of an eye."

While chatting, they were led by the disciples of Sanhe Temple to the front of the main hall, where a gorgeous ceremony venue had been set up, where Guangxuan would need to pray to God and his ancestors in the next three days.

Wang Ping saw Gu Heng in front of the main hall gate. On the surface, he looked the same as before. However, the sea of ​​qi in his body was chaotic and the fused spiritual veins were out of control. In at most two months, he would be Assimilate into a piece of watery milk spiritual veins, and then quickly wither.

After being polite to each other for a long time, Wang Ping and others were invited to the seats that had been prepared long ago. There were very few chairs on the seats. Only monks entering the country could sit down. Everyone else stood behind their respective division commanders.

Taoist Yuan Qing was surprised to see Wang Ping sitting down. After communicating with his disciple Martian for a long time, he showed an even more surprised and shocked expression.

Next came the waiting, first for other guests to arrive.

There are eight prefectures on Nanlin Road, and each prefecture has one or two specific Taoist sects. Almost all of these Taoist sects have friends of Taoist Gu Heng.

When the guests arrived, Wang Ping and Taoist Yucheng had the same attitude. Yucheng didn't get up to say hello, so Wang Ping pretended not to notice. Suddenly, a disciple of Sanhe Temple ran to Taoist Gu Heng and reported: "The Six Heart Sect is here. people."

Gu Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then walked down the steps and headed towards the door.

The Liuxin Sect is the Taoist temple where Xiaoshan Fujun practices. It is equivalent to the real Taoist leader in various schools in the south.

After Taoist Gu Heng left, there was a flurry of discussion, all of which were discussed by junior disciples. People like Yu Cheng, Yuan Qing, Li Xingwen and others remained quiet.

Wang Ping, who came from the Liuxin Sect, still knew Hongchen, who he met during the Yongming Port incident. He was still as arrogant and indifferent as before. Gu Heng personally led him to sit next to the master's seat. This seat It happens to be adjacent to the seat of Qianmuguan.

"Fellow Taoist Changqing, long time no see, I haven't congratulated you on entering the country with the "Taiyan Talisman"!"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your concern. I share my joy and happiness."

The two of them didn't even get up when they were talking, their tone was as intimate as if old friends were meeting, and then they started chatting in a low voice like old friends.

The chat continued until noon. After all the guests were seated, Guang Xuan came up with someone who seemed very familiar to Wang Ping. The person clasped his fists towards Gu Heng and said, "Junior Wen Hai, I took the liberty to come here and pay my respects to Gu Heng." Senior Haihan knows one thing or two."

"No problem, just watch!"

Gu Heng waved his hand generously and asked his disciples to make room for Wen Hai and his party.

At this time, Hongchen whispered in Wang Ping's ear: "I heard before that Wudaofu has two unique features, one is Baishui Lake, and the other is Shangyang Mountain. When I heard that Taoist friends set up a dojo in Wudaofu, I also thought about it. I asked my Taoist friends for a piece of precious land in Shangyang Mountain to build a villa, but I didn’t expect that this piece of precious land was taken away by an outsider.”

(End of this chapter)