Jin Lin knew that True Monarch Yuan Heng would not act without aim, but it was indeed a bit difficult to turn down the mission over there.

His status is awkward. Although his cultivation is not bad, he is older and cannot squeeze into those circles. He is also unable to access relatively large and valuable tasks by himself.

This time I was given the chance to win in the name of an acquaintance. Wouldn't it be a pity if I gave up?

Zhenjun Yuanheng seemed to see through his point of view and said: "If it is convenient, you can just push it back later. I am also planning to take you two on a trip. The opportunity is rare and does not come often. If you miss it, it will be more than a pity.

.”

Now even Ningxia looked at him in surprise.

"In one month, I will lead the team to Xunyang City to participate in the auction. This auction is quite large and is a rare grand event in the world of cultivation. If you are interested, please come. But before that, you have to go to the Formation Hall for special training.

, This is my request.”

For some reason, Ning Xia felt that the words of True Lord Yuan Heng were quite profound, and there seemed to be some unfinished meaning. She seemed to be letting things take their own course without forcing anything.

But now that we have reached this point...only a fool would refuse?!

Jin Lintuo Guan joined the mission team to seek opportunities. After all, in the world of cultivation, it is simply a fantasy that one can form elixirs by staying in a sect.

If he wants to get rid of this embarrassing, mediocre position as soon as possible, he must look for opportunities.

Following the high-level mission is one window, and the auction mentioned by Zhenjun Yuanheng is another window. And the latter is even more rare.

Jin Lin is not stupid. The occasion that Zhenjun Yuanheng asked them to put aside everything they were doing and take them to see must not be an ordinary occasion. Just like the "big occasion" he said he wanted to take them to see today, his words were unnecessary.

.Everyone knows how to choose.

Ningxia, on the other hand, was thinking about another thing. Why did she need to train them in special formations when taking them to the auction, and they had to train for a whole month? Is there any connection between them?

She felt that there must be something she didn't know. But it was obvious that Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't intend to tell everything and only left the choice to them.

In the end they all chose to go.

Anyway, she was getting a little bored after being trapped in the sect for three years, so she just happened to go out for a walk. The general strategy of the formation has been stuck for a while. There is a lack of new materials and a new starting point. Maybe a visit to the auction can help.

Find something useful.

It just so happens that I can escape from the recent disputes in the sect and get some peace and quiet.

It's a pity that Ningxia doesn't know that "Xunyang City" has another name called "Lost Yang City". If they knew it, they might have another idea.

"Lost Sheep City" is just a stop on the heroine's journey to glory.

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"Senior Brother Head."

Yaoyang Palace, which had just sent away a group of people, welcomed new visitors.

But this time the visitor was a solitary one. Shi Shiran walked in and walked up to Zhenjun Xuanyang.

"Yanyang, you're here."

"Just now...?"

"Junior brother Yuan Heng has been here. I asked him to do something and I just left."

"Senior brother, do you really want Yuan Heng to go alone? But you need me to go with you, I'm afraid..."

"It's nothing." Xuanyang interrupted him and shook his head: "Those old men should have given their instructions before sending him out. We can only trust him."

"Besides, although he is not a direct disciple, he has a clean family background and a clean background. He has always ignored the facts and focused on studying the formation. If you leave this matter to him, I can rest assured."

"Jizizhu is rarely born. We must seize the opportunity and never miss it."

True Lord Yanyang opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally said dullly: "Brother, you know that's not what I said."

True Lord Xuanyang's eyes deepened, and he said with deep meaning: "It is precisely because I sent him there that this trip will not be suspected."

"The news about Ji Zi Zhu is known to everyone in the southeastern border. Only by sending Yuan Heng, who is good at formations, can we win people's trust and achieve our desired goal more easily."

"Don't worry. I have explained everything to my brother, and Yuan Heng will try his best to handle it. Besides, everything you send depends on luck. I can't guarantee that this matter will be done smoothly, so I just leave it to fate. After all, I am just a person.

It's just news, why bother with the news."

After hearing this, True Lord Yanyang finally fell silent and didn't say anything more, but his expression was still a little gloomy.

"I know that you are sincere and wholeheartedly think about the future of our sect, but this matter must be planned step by step and done slowly. If everyone knows about it, it will not be beneficial to us. Please wait a little longer, don't be in a hurry.

For a while.”

Yan Yang nodded, knowing that he was a little too hasty and rash, so he saluted and said thank you to the head senior brother for his teachings.

…

"By the way, senior brother. I heard... there was another commotion here." Before he could say the last word, True Lord Yanyang's brows were already furrowed, and every muscle on his face seemed to be telling a story.

with his dissatisfaction.

Zhenjun Xuanyang pointed to the tea cup that floated in front of Yanyang, took his own cup, closed the lid, and said nothing.

No need for True Lord Xuanyang to tell him, True Lord Yanyang already knew the answer. Because he had heard the rumors all the way up here, he immediately felt dumbfounded and became more and more dissatisfied.

"Even my peak has heard of bullying the disciples of other peaks and being tyrannical. But he doesn't want to make progress, so he has such qualifications in vain. He is blind and arrogant, and he refuses to accumulate even though he knows that it is unwise to offend the other party.

Such a bad person, I really don’t want to admit that she is our disciple or direct disciple. I don’t know how much trouble she will cause in the future?” Zhenjun Yanyang shook his head.

"Wen Hui really made a bad move. She doesn't know why she fell into the devil's barrier and had to accept a single water spirit root. Is it necessary to inherit her mantle like this? I don't know what the Yuan Ying of the whole sect has.

A few of them have single spiritual roots..."

"If you continue to allow her like this, sooner or later Qinghui will be dragged down. Qinghui...can't continue like this in the future. Does the head brother have other ideas?"

"This is a marriage contract made by Zhen'er when he was still in the mortal world. Both parents have agreed to it and have already formed a bond. If we interfere at will, it may affect Zhen'er's Taoist heart. I cannot allow any possibility of affecting him." Xuan

Yang Zhenjun shook his head, indicating that he knew what was going on.

Oh, you can't interfere at will...that is, you will intervene when you get the opportunity. It seems that the senior brother has endured it for a long time. He also thinks that the head senior brother can't tolerate this little girl with no merits taking over Qinghui's wife.

position? Isn’t this harmful to children?

He just looked at it. But he knew it was the same thing, and even if he knew it, he still felt bad. He felt bad for his senior brother, and felt bad for his good nephew. How could something like this happen to him?

"What an injustice."
Chapter completed!