Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 85 The Sect Master of Yijianmen [Sun Buer]

  Nanling City, Qingyin Street.

   "Master Qinghui, are you really not going to be a guest at our City Lord's Mansion?" Guo Xiang asked reluctantly.

  Walking all the way, there will be differences.

  Zhang Ming said: "Miss Xiang'er, Pindao is here for the fief of Zhuoguangshan. If it can't be settled with the household administration, Pindao will visit again."

   Guo Xiang's tone was stagnant, the other party's visit was to reason, and it was a world of difference from being a guest.

   "Master Qinghui, if you encounter any difficulties in the city, you can contact me and Yin Xue at any time."

   She gave a respectful salute and said goodbye officially.

  Yin Xue clenched the handle of the knife and said solemnly: "Daoist priest Qinghui, parting may be the norm, but Yin Xue believes that meeting is not just an accident. Daoist priest, cherish it."

   Zhang Ming sighed with emotion: "Miss Yin, cherish it."

  The two turned around and walked through the bustling long street, their backs reflected in the red and green, disappearing into the depths of the crowd.

   "Qinghui Daoist, since we arrived at Nanling City, we also bid farewell, thank you for escorting us all the way."

   Lao Zhangtou and Li Ergou also stepped forward and said that they also had to send the goods for sale and delivery.

  Zhang Ming and Qingquan walked with them all the way, and they were considered to be familiar with each other. They said with a smile: "It's all a little effort, and I wish you a lot of money!"

   "Lend your auspicious words!"

  The caravan drove away with the truck.

   In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Ming, Qingquan, Bai Yao, and nine people from Yijianmen were left on the street.

   "Let's go, go to your Yijianmen."

   Zhang Ming finally chose to settle here.

  Wu Ming quickly and respectfully responded: "Elder Qinghui, the disciple is here to lead the way, please come here!"

  Nanling City has four districts, southeast, northwest and inner city. The City Lord's Mansion consists of six divisions: city defense, household administration, rites, punishment, demon control and engineering.

   In addition to Yijianmen, there are also three sects and nine-class forces in the city, such as Zhatian Gang, Motianmen, and Xingjiao Gang.

On the way   , Wu Ming reported these situations.

   "Our Sect Master Sun was originally the Peak Master of Green Bamboo Peak. Later, he failed to compete for the position of Sect Leader, so he simply left Qiongyu Mountain and laid a foundation in this Nanling City."

   Wu Ming introduced while walking.

   "Later, Yijianmen became famous and re-established contact with Qiongyu Sword Sect and became the spokesperson of the mortal world, and gradually developed and expanded, and cooperated closely with the City Lord's Mansion."

   "Master has always been arrogant and arrogant. This time, the captain Hao Lian of the city defense department was injured. I am afraid that it has something to do with Xiaohanshan Temple's private transfer of us to hunt for the caravan."

  Wu Ming's face showed worry.

   "Senior brother, he... was probably murdered by that bald donkey. Elder Qing Hui, if the sect master is angry and there is a conflict in his words, please bear with him."

   He was able to say that he was in place, and he had a clear understanding of his own master, and he had good intentions.

   Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "Pin Dao is not an unreasonable person. Besides, we came here for Xiaohanshan Temple, and there is no conflict between everyone."

   Wu Ming nodded, this Supreme Elder deserved to be from a Taoist sect, with a peaceful temperament.

   Now I'm afraid that Master doesn't know what's wrong...

   While speaking, a courtyard with blue bricks and white tiles appeared in front of him, with a plaque on it: "Yijianmen."

   The group entered the courtyard, which was a wide martial arts field. In the middle stood a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back. He was wearing a blue shirt with his hair tied back and his hands were facing away from the crowd.

   "Wu Ming, how dare you come back!"

   A voice with suppressed anger came.

   Wu Ming's body trembled, took two steps forward, and knelt on the ground: "Master, this disciple is convicted! It's that Xiaohanshan Temple, in the name of the City Lord's Mansion, handed down the order to encircle and hunt out of the city..."

   "Huh, you still want to argue!"

   The middle-aged man who stood with his hands behind his back suddenly turned his head, waved a sword energy, and swept Wu Ming out heavily.

   "My Yijianmen and the City Lord's Mansion are in a cooperative relationship, not their lackeys! When it's the turn of a small Hanshan Temple, they can also point fingers at us!"

   He walked towards Wu Ming step by step, full of anger.

   At this time, Zhang Ming could see his appearance clearly. This man has a broad face, sword-like eyebrows, candle-like eyes, straight nose, and a beard on his mouth and under his jaw.

   gives people a feeling of fortitude and vicissitudes coexisting.

  Wu Ming got up from the ground clutching his chest, coughed his throat and said, "Master, disciple...you're wrong!"

  Sun Fuer took a firm step and asked, "Where's Yihang?"

  Wu Ming showed pain: "Senior brother, he... he should have been killed! It's a shame, I didn't even find the capital!"

   "What? You... you dare to come back!"

  Sun Buer's suppressed anger could no longer be controlled, the majestic momentum rushed Wu Ming to the door, and the long sword behind him flew out at the same time, stabbing the falling figure.

   All the disciples were shocked and fell to their knees: "Master! Please be merciful, don't hurt the second senior brother!"

   However, Sun Buer lost his beloved disciple and had nowhere to vent his anger. At this time, the blame was all on Wu Ming.

   For a while, where can I control it.

   Wu Ming closed his eyes and was willing to be punished.

   Qingquan couldn't bear it: "Senior brother..."

   However, when he looked at his senior brother, he found that Zhang Ming's figure was no longer there, but flashed at the door. Golden light bloomed in his palm, and he flicked his fingers on the sword.

  clang.

  Sun Buer's flying sword was bounced away immediately, and with a "puchi" it pierced through the wall on the left side of the courtyard.

   "Sect Master Sun, Wu Ming is not to blame, please put out your anger and think about how to find the real murderer."

   Zhang Ming flicked his sleeves and exhorted.

  Sun Buer only saw the three outsiders at this time, and asked with a frown, "Who are you?"

   Immediately, his eyes froze, and he found that Zhang Ming's appearance was somewhat familiar. After distinguishing a little, he immediately folded his fists and bowed, and said respectfully, "Sun Buer has seen the elder Taishang!"

   Unlike Wu Ming, he recognized Zhang Ming at a glance.

   The fight just now has alarmed the other disciples in the courtyard, and they rushed to the martial arts field. Seeing the sect master being so respectful, they couldn't help shouting: "I have seen the Supreme Elder!"

   "Sect Master Sun, all disciples, please get up."

   Zhang Ming didn't put on airs, but said politely, "Sect Master Sun, it's not easy for Wu Ming and the others to come back alive. In my opinion, no more punishment is needed."

  Sun Fuji raised his head and found that Elder Taishang was younger and more handsome than in the portrait.

   I just heard that on Mount Qiongyu, not only was the elder Taishang replaced by the Taoist priest Qinghui of Lingshuguan, but the position of the head was also passed on to an eighteen or nineteen-year-old female disciple.

   What a joke!

   He competed for the position of headmaster, and finally lost to Xia Changqing, so he left Qiongyu Mountain in a fit of rage.

   However, how many years have passed, the Qiongyu Sword Sect has undergone such a big change.

   The decision of the third elder Cheng Xiaocheng, he can approve, but this is too much for the ability of the elder and the head...

   "Elder Qinghui, Sun Buer has lived in Nanling City for a long time and has not returned to Qiongyu Mountain for ten years. The disciple has heard that the elder Taishang has an unrivaled cultivation base. Can you enlighten me?"

  Sun Fuer stretched out his hand and made a move, the long sword flew back from the hole in the broken wall, and was held by him in one hand.

   When Zhang Ming heard his tone, he knew that Sun Buer was different from Wu Ming, and the arrogant sect master refused to accept it.

   (end of this chapter)