MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 130. Discussion

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When you said that you were discussing the mentality with everyone, everyone was very happy.

But the reality soon tells you that geniuses are called geniuses because they have terrible comprehension, and they don’t understand what they mean.

Soon I realized this problem. She looked at everyone and hesitated for a moment: "Everyone seems to be not interested in this mind, then let's change the topic again?"

"Well, change the subject again." The disciple of Longhumen licked his sore eyes and loosened his thighed hand. He finally got the spirit. "I don't know what the fairy goddess has on the kendo?"

Others turned their heads, and this dragon-humen’s Taoist friend didn’t have a long brain, and the fairy was a Taoist repair, not a sword repair. The two of them who are the most skilled in the team have been sent out because of the fight.

"I don't major in kendo, but because Zongmen pays attention to the comprehensive development of the disciples, I also practiced some swordsmanship." The understanding of Kendo is derived from Cheng Yi and Yu Zong, but both of them are in the sword repair. The best, the ones you know, are very practical and good things for Xiaozong disciples.

"It turns out that." A monk who had not been in the heart for more than 100 years in a heart-warming period suddenly realized that he had gotten a big gift to him. "Thank you for the confession of the fairy priests.

"You are polite, I know these kendo comprehension, not from their own, but from the master brother Cheng Yi and his friend Zhongkai real person." He also gave a gift.

On the evening of the end of the exchange meeting, the monk who had been repaired for many years suddenly opened his mind, and it was a breakthrough in the heart-warming period. For a small sect, Jin Dan has been very rare as a disciple. Their entire sect is so happy that they have not slept for one night.

The next morning, I pushed open the window and found that it rained last night, and the aura condensed into fog. She took a deep breath and washed it with her friends. This is the habit of most people in Yunhuamen. As long as they are not retreating, they must adhere to the good habits of three meals a day. In order to entertain the people of Yunhuamen, Ming Jianfeng carefully selected the ingredients and specially hired several ordinary people who are good at cooking from Peicheng.

"I was promoted to be repaired last night, and there was a rainy rain last night." From the servant's hand, he took the tea and rinsed his mouth, rubbed his mouth and rubbed his mouth, and he did his actions to make the flow of water.

Although I have seen the scenes that have been served many times, Linghui still can't help but feel: "You look like this, it is a life that was born to be served."

He shook his head: "Get used to it." In the years when Jinghong was a righteous woman, in order to make her look good in front of people, the former people felt that she was not being treated harshly, and the female officer in the harem taught her manners again and again. These movements are engraved in the bones, and as long as there are servants waiting, she does not consciously bring out the habits of the past.

In order to develop these habits, she was fined for copying books and was stunned by the female official. It is really not a good memory.

Others don't mention this topic when they think of their identity in the dusty world. Linghui seems to have seen that since the return of the experience, he has come out of the past in the dust world. She smiled. "The important thing is to look good."

Sitting at the neighboring table, I couldn't help but sneak a sneak peek. He heard other people say that Yan Shishu is a fan of the dust world. It seems that his status is not low.

After breakfast, Yunhuamen just slammed Jianfeng, and he saw a few strangers standing outside the peak. When they saw them, these people smiled even brighter and swarmed toward them.

"The merits of the fairy are infinite."

"The inferior has not been inseparable for many years, but fortunately, the fairy helps him to explore the state of mind. Please accept this thin gift."

"Please don't refrain from resigning. This is a little bit of our heart."

On the flying sword, Mou Zong looked at him and was surrounded by a group of monks to give gifts, his face showing a smile.

"Don't help you, don't you go down and help?" Lin Biao looked at the shackles full of gifts. He felt funny all the time, and he felt a little pitiful.

"No need." Mou Zong shook his head. "I am not going to go out at this moment."

Lin Biao thought about it and understood it.

Yunhuamen has always been gentle, and the relationship with the various sects has been harmonious. Although this kind of gratitude scene is too enthusiasm, it is too much to eat, but the public rashly appears, not only makes the atmosphere of the scene ambiguous, but also makes people feel Yunhua. The door and the Shuguangzong are the same feeling.

The Shuguang Zong is greater than Yunhuamen. If this fixed impression is formed, it is not very good for Yunhuamen.

Lin Biao gratified nodded, the son was really grown up. Like a person, but also learned to consider for her, which represents growth.

Looking at the other people in Yunhuamen, I was also smiling at the girl who was looking forward to thanking me. I didn’t mean to help. Seeing this scene, Lin Biao couldn't help but laugh again. "These monks in Yunhuamen are really interesting."

送The monks who came to thank you were sent away, and after finishing the clothes, they rushed to participate in the second exchange meeting. There are a total of three exchange meetings. In order to let everyone know more about each other, each person who is assigned to the discussion room is different. There is a huge transmission array in the yard, and each disciple who arrives in the yard will be transferred to a different discussion room. There are instruments for monitoring the aura in the room. Once the aura is used above a certain standard, the people who use the aura will be sent out of the yard and taken away by the elders of their respective sects.

This time, the donkey was transferred to the discussion room. He just sat down on the futon and the other nine people came in and out.

The monk of the Qingjing Temple, Zhao Dezong’s palm disciple Changde, the female disciple of Yuexingmen, the male disciple of Biyumen, the disciple of the beast Wangzong, the remaining four are Xiaozong disciples and scattered. Ten people sat around the table, and several small disciples saw their eyes shining.

I heard that some of the monks who discussed with the fairy fairy yesterday were promoted to repair after returning. I wonder if they have this good fortune today?

I was a little bit guilty by the eyes of these four people. I squatted in the storage ring and took out a dish of biscuits, a basket of fruit, and a dish of dried fruit: "Everyone... eat and talk?"

These people who are here today should not be able to fight and can’t fight?

Yuexingmen, Biyumen, and Beast Wangzong disciples looked at the food on the table: "..."

Are they coming to the tea party?

"Thank you for your girl." The bald monk reached out and took a fruit fruit, rubbed it with his sleeves, and then held it up. "The girl has buddhaism, can I enter my Buddha's door?"

"Thank you, no need." He politely and steadfastly refused.

"That's a pity." The bald monk sighed with regret and bowed his head and quietly picked up the fruit.

Others, you see me, I see you, don't know the exchange meeting, how should I start. I heard that the list of disciples fighting at the exchange meeting yesterday has been passed to the elders. They don't want to do such a shameful thing.

Compared with yesterday's heated discussion, today's exchanges are too polite and can be called large-scale mutual holdings. See the melon and fruit snacks on the table and eat melons.

The monk of the Qingjing Temple took out a set of tea sets and cooked a pot of tea for everyone. The tea in the discussion room was overflowing.

"There is tea and fruit, and it seems that something is still worse." The monk of the Qingjing Temple touched the head of the slick, and took a piccolo from the storage beads. "Is it better to play a song for everyone?"

Seeing his confident look, everyone who didn't want to be touted each other nodded again and again: "Good, listen to the Buddha's voice, but also practice."

"That is poor and ugly." The monk smiled shyly and put the jade on his lips.

When the sound of the jade fluttered out, the smiles of the people were somewhat stagnant. It turned out that this monk is not modest, it is really "official", but the other side is still very enthusiasm, so that they have to smile, revealing the eyes of appreciation and intoxication.

This is not as good as just tossing each other.

After the song is finished, the beastmaster Wang Zongzi haha ​​laughed a few times and applauded: "The master is really practicing high, and even the flute sounds with Buddha, let me wait for the soul to be quiet."

"Since everyone likes it, it is better for me to come again..."

"I heard that the fairy is a sound repair, I wonder if I can have this honor, listen to the fairy playing a song." Beast Wang Zong disciple immediately turned his head and looked forward to look forward to seeing.

This is how a pair of eyes, there are flaws, fears, and pleadings.

As a disciple of the beastmaster Wang, they must study the music from an early age. This is a means of controlling the spirit beast. The monk's flute is a devastating effect on his soul. He is afraid that he will listen to it again, and even the demons will run out. He heard that the fairy is a sound repair, shouldn't it be as horrible as this monk in the music?

"How nice this is, I think the master's song is very nice." He smiled.

Everyone: "..."

As a person who cultivates the Tao, if you say this hypocrisy, don’t you be afraid of thunder?

"The fairy is not to be self-effacing, but also asks you to play a song, let us make progress together." The monk in the Qingjing Temple is very sincere, he raised the jade flute in his hand, "not to mention, the poor can also play with the fairy ""

Everyone: "..."

A good monk, do not honestly eat the chanting, blowing what the flute, screaming!

"In this case, it is better to be respectful than to be respected at the bottom." These pairs of eyes full of life-seeking eyes are too pitiful, and finally awakened the sympathy of the cockroaches. She unplugged the phoenix head of the hair, and the phoenix head smashed into streamer. The phoenix of the colorful color, the song has not yet started, it has been beautiful so that everyone can not move their eyes.

The hand plucked the strings, the moment when the sound began, the hearts of the people who were tortured to death by the flute, suddenly quieted down. They flew over the mountains, flew over the river, and saw the flowers, the butterflies, and the vast blue sky.

If they have never heard the flute of the monks of the Qingjing Temple, they may not feel that the songs are so magical, but after the torture of the monks of the Qingjing Temple, they listen to the rhythm of the pipa playing, and that is the Scorpio.

Seeing that the monk in the Qingjing Temple had to take out the jade flute ensemble, the beastmaster Wang Zong’s disciple rushed a flying pounce and seized the hand of the monk, and smothered him.

"The master's flute is crisp and powerful, and the music of the fairy is quiet and quiet, or it is better not to ensemble." The beastmaster Wang Zongzi smiled. "Let us listen quietly, the music is wonderful."

One song stopped, and everyone did not come out of the music. I picked up the phoenix head and saw the beast of the beastmaster Wang Zong and the monk of the Qingjing Temple. The eyebrows picked and picked it. I really didn’t see it. The disciples of these two sects were so good.

The discussion room sounded loud and applause, and everyone praised how good the songs were and how beautiful they were. If it is not self-awareness, it will almost be boasted by them to believe it.

But no matter how bragging, until the end of the discussion, the monk of the Qingjing Temple did not have the opportunity to play another song. Everyone in this matter has maintained a high degree of consistency.

In the afternoon of the same day, the beastmaster Wang Zong, who had been tortured by the Qingjing Temple and the sound of the flute and the sound of the music, suddenly realized that he had entered the state of meditation. In the night, the sky thundered and his repair jumped to Jindan. period.

The whole world of comprehension has boiled. What are the major events after the two disciples have been promoted to participate in the exchange meeting?

When the day was not yet bright, Jin Yue heard the disciples report and said that several of the lords had sent him a gift.

"Gifts?" Jin Yue is puzzled.

"Several lords said that the exchange meeting was very well organized and they were very grateful. I heard that the fairy goddess is very accomplished in practice. They hope that the disciples can talk to the fairy at the exchange meeting."

Jin Yue: Ah?