Dozens of monks were divided into several teams and appeared one after another from the woods opposite and walked up from the wide front. When Wu Sheng found out, he had completely lost the chance to escape.
He subconsciously shrank behind a rock, temporarily hiding his figure. However, the rock was only six feet high and five feet wide. It stood alone at the foot of the mountain, with no cover on either side and no time to dig a crack in the ground.
When it was over, Wu Sheng suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"Everyone cheered up and went to the riverside to search carefully. They found the person. The master will reward him heavily."
"Now that we know Hall Master Song, brothers will do their best."
"Don't be perfunctory, brothers are all new to the sect. Some of you followed Song and transferred from the Longquan Sect. I don't recognize most of them, but no matter what, if you want to stand out in the sect,
If you want to be relied upon by the master, you have to work hard. Whether you do well or not, whether you are doing your best or not, God is watching, the master is watching, and I am watching too, do you understand?"
"I know Hall Master Song, please rest assured."
"How to go ahead? Shijiu? Shijiu?"
"Hall Master Song...this is Lao Huangpo, the fork is to the left."
"Shi Jiu, you are an old man from Langshan. Tell me, is there any hiding place nearby?"
"I am not an old man. I just came to Langshan a few years ago...but there is really no place to hide nearby..."
Dozens of people just talked and walked over.
Wu Sheng stood behind the rock and could not really stand, sit or lie down. He was so uncomfortable that he could only "face the wall and think about his fault" subconsciously, his face almost pressed against the stone - I can't see you, and you can't see either.
see me.
But this is just a cover-up. How could such a big living person be invisible behind a stone with no cover?
Then he saw a person coming next to him, turning his head and looking over, with a half-smile on his face.
Wu Sheng took a deep breath and was about to fight for his life when he saw this man unbuttoning his belt and pouring water on the rocks. He kept mumbling:
"Brother, the kidney is the foundation of innateness. It governs water, controls the two stools, and stores essence. If there is a problem with the two stools, there will be many troubles in the future... Brother, I was not very miserable back then. When I was last year, I went to Moshan to pray.
Wen Zhi, the Holy Hand Alchemist, was given a bottle of Shengyang Pill. After taking the seven elixirs..."
Having said this, he shook his hips and reached out to pat Wu Sheng's shoulder: "Guess what? Okay! You can go there later, but it's more expensive... Before that, I can only hold my breath...
...Brother, how difficult is it for you to be in this situation? You haven’t even unbuckled your belt, haha...hold your breath, right...can’t you come out?"
"Haha, it's... I feel better... Thank you very much." Wu Sheng tied up his trousers and mumbled a thank you. At the same time, he looked around, listened in all directions, and used his peripheral vision to glance at what other people were doing.
These monks were chatting and laughing, surrounded by an elder wearing a square-footed hat, and continued to move forward from the rock. No one glanced at him. Wu Sheng was hiding behind the rock just now, listening to their discussion, and judged
This elder should be Hall Master Song, from the original Longquan Sect.
The person next to him waved his hand: "You're very polite. From now on we are all from the same school. Let's go and follow."
Wu Sheng followed him bravely, slowing down his steps, intending to follow and fall behind.
Less than three feet behind, the man turned back and said, "Hurry up."
Wu Sheng scolded the other party in his heart, and had no choice but to follow him again. He heard this person ask: "Where are you from? Langshan? Longquan Sect? Or are you new to the group?"
Wu Sheng was about to answer "new ones", but he heard him say: "There seem to be only three new members in our hall. How come we haven't seen any brothers?"
Wu Sheng quickly changed his words: "I'm from Langshan. I just joined Langshan not long ago."
The man introduced himself: "I am from Zhongli of Chu State. My surname is Zhongli. My single name is Ying. Where are my brothers?"
Wu Sheng said: "People from Jin State, Sun family, Sun Wu."
Zhong Liying suddenly whispered: "Brother Sun, speaking of which, you are also a newcomer. We newcomers must take care of each other, otherwise we will be easily bullied by the old people. The Shenyin Sect was first established when the rules and regulations were not strict, and many
You have to take the initiative to fight for everything, otherwise even if you make great achievements, it will be easily occupied by others. I have experience in this area. I have joined three sects before, and they are all like this... By the way, that is Chen Bu, the sword master of Chen State, and he is also a newcomer.
Here comes...Brother Chen—Brother Chen Bu—"
This voice suddenly shouted out, and many people walking in front turned around and looked over. Wu Sheng's heart suddenly tightened, and he could almost hold water in his hands. Fortunately, so many people just glanced at it, but no one recognized it.
Out of Wu Sheng.
The Shenyin Sect had just been established, and Hall Master Song was responsible for planning the establishment of a hall. These people were recruited by him to join, including old men from Longquan Sect, newcomers from various places, and even a few Langshan natives like Shi San.
The local monks were a mixed bag. They didn't know Wu Sheng, and Wu Sheng didn't know them either. Even Shi Jiu, who was working as a tour guide for everyone, had never met Wu Sheng. Now Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Bu is a young man with a cloth wrapped around his head and a huge long sword stuck on his back. This is usually how a swordsman is dressed.
After being called over by Zhong Liying, he greeted Wu Sheng happily, exchanged "long greetings" and walked side by side.
After passing Laohuangpo ahead, the fork in the road turned left, and soon we would reach the Hongshui River. Wu Sheng had just walked this road, and now he had to walk back. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Hall Master Song reiterated in front of the team: "Assassin Wu Sheng, I believe many people have heard of him. He is famous. He has a fair face and a thin body. He is easy to recognize. You don't need to be intimidated by his reputation. This person is
The qi sea has been sealed for the leader, and he cannot use it at all. According to the guardian Mai, this person is likely to have broken his left arm. There is Hongshui in front of him. We have arrived at Beitang late, but we can
Late, it’s not that you can’t make contributions, you just need to work hard and add a little bit of luck, Wu Sheng will definitely fall on our Beitang! I, Song Yan, have always had better luck than others, I hope you won’t ruin my reputation!
"
Everyone agreed loudly, raised their arms and shouted, and there was a lot of noise, vowing to capture Wu Sheng and bring him back to the mountain. Even Wu Sheng raised his hands, shouting a show of determination, vowing to capture him and take him to Shenyin Peak.
Make meritorious service.
At this moment, two people rushed over: "Where is Hall Master Song?"
When Wu Sheng saw it, he immediately shrank behind Zhong Liying and Chen Bu, not daring to show his face - it was the Ying brothers who were old acquaintances.
The Ying brothers came here under orders and gave Hall Master Song an order to let Beitang search the banks of the five nearby hills facing the river. After conveying the order, they left in a hurry.
Hall Master Song passed on the order from the head of the family and assigned tasks according to the old method, with three people working in groups to look after each other.
Zhong Liying grabbed Wu Sheng and Chen Bu and said, "Brothers, you and me, help each other, and let's search... the northeast side of that mountain."
Chen Bu asked: "Where is the Sophora Flower Sword?"
Zhong Liying snorted: "Didn't you see her fawning over Shi Jiu now?"
He asked Wu Sheng again: "Why is my face dirty? There is mud..."
Wu Sheng quickly covered it up: "It's okay, I use the ointment for my own use...yes, yes, it's for kidney healing."
Warm congratulations to fellow Taoist Murong Ziyi (Guo Hui) for being promoted to the leader of the alliance on November 2nd. When you are strong, the water of true unity will flourish, straighten out, and the shape of the dragon and tiger will become more refined. May your spirit be blessed forever, and you will become an immortal.
Three pillars of incense are used to bid farewell to fellow Taoist friends! I also wish that fellow Taoists will have a prosperous business and earn millions a month!