Turning around, as soon as it gets light, there are already many monks from all walks of life gathered in front of a five-story pavilion next to Xianfang Square.

Because Jiu Yulou has always been secretive, the only day of the year that can be called "open to entertain guests" is probably the "Bu Yun Xian Ping" day.

In addition, everyone in the Immortal Sect always wants to see which young monks will emerge this year and receive the "Buyun Post", so this scene is not that surprising.

Moreover, there is another meaning in it, which everyone knows well and there is no need to pick it out.

As soon as these young monks who have received the "Buyun Tie" show up, no matter what their final evaluation is, they will immediately become the targets of some small and medium-sized sects or wealthy families.

In fact, in the final analysis, they don't need to do anything. They just borrow a name and assume the idle position of "elder guest" or "clan immortal master" to add some glory to their family and find some convenience.

After all, the Yiqian sect family at the bottom of the Immortal Sect will not easily start a war with others unless it is absolutely necessary. What they advocate is "peace is the most important thing, and we can talk if we can".

For them, cultivation is life, business, friendship, and connections. Nothing has to come to the point of death. If there is such a thing as "one look at me and I will kill your whole family", that is not prestige.

It's a disease.

This is also the fundamental reason why the young monks who come out of the "Buyun Immortal Review" every year can become famous - this golden signboard recognized by Jiuyulou is really useful in the immortal sect.

Keep it short and talk less.

Just when the monks were gathering in small groups, whispering about who might receive the "Buyun Tie" this year, they saw two heavily-lacquered wooden doors that had been closed silently opening on the steps.

There was a pause in the sound from all directions. An old man in dark blue clothes and neat hair lifted the hem of his robe, crossed the threshold, and stood in front of the door. He looked at his subordinates who hugged a group of monks and gave him a salute. Before they could return the salute, he

Stand beside the main entrance, just waiting for someone to come.

Seeing the old man's behavior, everyone naturally knew that this was the official start of the "Bu Yun Xian Commentary", so they all looked around to see which monk entered the building first.

Sure enough, I saw a figure flying up and landing in the open space in front of the building. He turned around and gave everyone a fist salute. Then he climbed up the steps and took out a jade piece three fingers wide and a palm long from his sleeve and handed it to Lan.

Old Man Ye.

At the same time, discussions started quietly.

"Hey, isn't that Xun Yijun, the young master of the Xun family in Liuhua Mountain?" One person looked at him and immediately revealed the character of that young man.

Someone asked directly: "What is this person's method?"

The man smiled. "What? Who can be named by Jiu Yulou is not a momentary hero, so how can this method be so bad?"

Hearing these words, everyone around him was also shaking his head.

He then heard the man continue: "What's more, this Young Master Xun has just married a direct disciple of the Sanshan Sect. With such a strong alliance, the Xun family is at its peak..."

Someone next to me immediately picked up the conversation and said, "Good guy, now I'm participating in the 'Bu Yun Xian Criticism' again, isn't that right?"

"Isn't that what it is? The flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking the oil. It can't be red anymore..."

Everyone was convinced when they heard this.

In fact, whether it is popular or not is just an appearance. To put it bluntly, it is not difficult for an ordinary sect and ordinary family to use this stock trend to gain momentum.

If it is run properly, a hundred years of prosperity will not be a problem.

As for what will happen in the future, it depends first on future generations and secondly on opportunities.

While everyone was talking, the young master of the Xun family in Liuhua Mountain had already bowed to the old man and entered the Old Rain Tower.

Just when a group of monks were wondering who would enter the building next, a "borrowed" sound suddenly rang out from a corner of the crowd, extremely abruptly.

"Borrowed? What did you borrow..."

Many people were stunned when they heard it, especially where the voice sounded.

Several monks standing around subconsciously looked at the person who was speaking. Just as they were about to speak, they were grabbed by a palm that stretched out from nowhere behind them.

"Why are you dragging me?"

Almost in unison, the monks said strangely at the same time, but what awaited them was a strange expression covering their mouths and noses, shaking their heads.

In this extremely weird atmosphere, a young man in mysterious clothes, with a black sword on his back, slowly walked out of the crowd along the exits that automatically gave way on both sides, without saluting, and just glanced at the "legendary"

Go to the old rain building and walk up the steps.

Then I heard someone curse inwardly. "What are you so crazy about? You can't even raise your hands and make a fist! It's really..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was grabbed by a spectator. "Shut up. It's okay if this guy doesn't salute. If he does, will you accept it or not?"

"Bullshit! Why can't I accept his gift?!" the man spat and said directly.

And after saying this, many monks also laughed and said.

"That's right, we came to this 'Bu Yun Xian Ping' to praise Jiu Yulou. Did he really think we were here specifically to see him? What a joke..."

"That's right. Young people should have some sense of proportion. Isn't that young master of the Xun family just now good?"

"..."

While everyone was talking, someone suddenly snorted coldly.

"Even if you are just watching the excitement, you must know the ropes before speaking. Otherwise, you will only show your timidity in front of others and make your generosity laugh!"

"What did you say? Say it again!" The man who spoke at the beginning shouted and turned around to look for the person.

"So what if I say it again?" The man said, "I'm just asking you, if a ghost comes to worship you, a living person, do you accept it or not?"

"I..."

"Don't talk nonsense here. This young man is Mu Chuan, the master of Tantang Qianshan Road. A few days ago, Wang Songyuan of Miaoxin Palace was seriously injured with a sword from Changjie! If you want the Imperial Court's secret investigation censor, please give me

Do you want to give me a gift? That’s fine. Just go and commit the crime yourself. Just wait until he comes to find you..."

Hearing this, the few monks who had spoken so rudely just now turned pale, shrunk their necks, completely closed their mouths, and silenced their voices.

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The other monks also understood in their hearts.

Speaking of Huangtingtantang and Guyouxianmen, unless a case is brought against them, they will always go their own way.

What's wrong if people don't give you a gift? It's normal. I don't see Xianmen monks on weekdays, but they give gifts to Tantang disciples...

But more people asked.

"Ah? This is Qianshan Daomuchuan? He's too young..."

The man before nodded. "How can I lie to you about this? I saw it with my own eyes in the crowd that day when there was a fight in the street. How can I lie to you?"

"Fake or not, since you have seen it all, what are the methods of this person?"

"Yes, let's talk about it. In the past two days, rumors about this guy have been going up in the sky. It's all about it. Can he do it?"

The man smiled, glanced sideways and said, "It has only been less than a month, and even the dead and wounded Foundation Establishment monks who fell into his hands are already eighty-nine years old. Do you think he can do it?"<

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Before anyone could speak, they heard him continue: "Instead of thinking about his methods, it's better to think about why Jiu Yulou sent him the 'Buyun Post'..."

Many people were stunned when they heard this, and even more monks showed expressions of deep understanding.

In fact, since Lin Xiao appeared on the scene, many people couldn't help but ask, what is the meaning of the "Buyun Tie" issued by the old Yulou to the Tantang leader who broke the "Xifeng Order"?

Are you taking the opportunity to retaliate, or are you sincerely inviting people here to comment?

But now that someone has broken this point, the way he looks at Lin Xiao is a bit strange - what will happen to the Tantang leader in the building? What evaluation will Jiuyulou give him? And what kind of evaluation will Jiu Yulou give him?

Or, there will be no return, and there will be no way out at all...

Countless thoughts were mixed together. In an instant, the onlookers who were originally whispering suddenly became quiet, leaving only the soft sound of Lin Xiao slowly walking up the steps, echoing in the square and in front of the palace.

But it was obvious that Lin Xiao couldn't hear what everyone was thinking at this time, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't care.

After all, you have to make peace with what you have come to. What does Jiu Yulou want? Just go and ask.

Arriving at the door, Lin Xiao took out the "Buyun Tie" from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.

The latter accepted the post without even looking at it. He said with a smile on his face: "When fellow Taoists enter the building, they will be transferred to the quiet room where the judges will be. After that, they just have to wait for the test to end and get the evaluation."<

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Lin Xiao cupped his fists and said, "Thank you sir for showing me the way."

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, just go ahead." The old man returned the gift and raised his hand to invite me in.

Lin Xiao nodded slightly and stepped into the building. Before he could see the layout clearly, he felt a lightness all over his body and a huge force pulling him.

His vision first dimmed and then brightened again. When Lin Xiao looked around, he realized that he was indeed in a quiet room.

However, this quiet room looks a little strange.

I saw the solid wood floor under my feet, with ancient texture and deep color. In front of me was a round table for four, with a white jade tea set placed on it. A screen in the distance had mountains and rivers painted on it, and the windows on all sides were wide open. Looking around

, can actually have a panoramic view of the entire Zhongdu City, and even the plum water in the distance has turned into a sparkling wave of light, visible in the distance.

"Is this a quiet room? Isn't this the top floor of the entire Old Rain Building?"

Just when Lin Xiao was secretly suspicious, he heard the soft sound of the wooden door behind the screen, and amidst the sound of a rolling axle, a man in brocade clothes sitting on a wooden wheel cart was slowly pushed out by a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe behind him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiao was startled, but the man in brocade clothes laughed silently.

When he reached the table, the man in gilded clothes raised his hand and said, "Just step aside. If you don't want to say hello, you don't have to come here."

"Yes, Master." The middle-aged scribe bowed respectfully, took two steps back, turned back behind the screen, and gently closed the door.
To be continued...