A person outside the hall came to Mo Yunzi, whispered a few words in Mo Yunzi's ear, and handed over a box.
Mo Yunzi was a little surprised when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to open the box and saw a greeting card and a brass bell-shaped magical instrument inside.
Ignoring the invitation, he picked up the bell-shaped magical instrument, penetrated it with his spiritual thoughts, and washed and refined it like a tide.
Stretch out your finger and flick the instrument lightly.
"Boom~!"
A long sound sounded, and several real people were okay, but they just frowned slightly.
The Xiantian realm monk next to him was unlucky.
I was caught off guard, and my head felt like it had been hit hard, making a "buzzing" sound.
One of the monks with a shallow foundation only felt dizzy and couldn't help but vomited out.
"Wow!"
It was only later that I realized what I was doing, and I felt so ashamed that I couldn't face everyone.
He raised his hands to cover his face with the sleeves of his robe, stood up and saluted the several real people sitting on the seat, then left the hall in embarrassment.
Someone was cleaning up the messy scene.
Hao Guojin was no longer arguing with Mo Yunzi, and asked curiously: "This magic weapon is good, who sent it?"
Mo Yunzi reached out and took out the greeting card and looked at it carefully.
He said meaningfully: "Yes! This magical weapon is good. When you are polite to others, you must ask for something. I want to see how sacred this is!"
After saying that, he ordered his men to invite the person who gave the gift.
Several real people also showed interest and chatted while waiting.
Not long after, a monk was invited to the main hall, and everyone watched with attention.
I saw that this man was tall, with a shawl, his eyebrows were flying like daggers, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his overall face gave people a strong three-dimensional impression.
His eyes were closed tightly, and a light golden rune pattern appeared and disappeared between his eyebrows.
Wearing a navy blue Taoist robe and a black gauze coat, his body is as tall and straight as a pine tree, and he walks calmly and powerfully.
Arriving in front of the main hall, he bowed his hands and saluted: "Zhang Ke, the poor Taoist Dingzhou Xiantian Yiqi Sect, pays his respects to Master Moyun and all other Masters!"
The sound is clear and melodious, making it very comfortable to listen to.
After saying that, he made a circle and bowed to the many monks on the side.
Mo Yunzi smiled and said, "Oh? You're from Dingzhou! It's quite far away! Are you here for something?"
Zhang Ke replied: "I'm new to Xiaodao. I heard the name of Moyun, and I admire him in my heart. I came here to pay my respects!"
Mo Yunzi was happy in his heart. Regardless of whether this statement was true or not, when he said this, he felt his face light up and he suddenly felt a little more favorable.
"Haha! The little Taoist priest has given me a reward. Come and watch!"
Zhang Ke thanked him and sat down aside.
Since Zhang Ke didn't want to say anything, Mo Yunzi didn't bother to ask anymore, thinking that even if something happened, he would be responsible for it.
What followed was a banquet. For several days, Zhang Ke stayed in Jiuyun Cave.
He has a Rubik's Cube in hand, rich resources, and has recruited many high-level life professionals.
Therefore, in the past few days, they were served spiritual wine and delicacies one after another. In addition, Xingzi, Mo Yunzi and others also got along well, and their relationship became much closer.
On the evening of the sixth day, Zhang Ke had already given up. If he waited another day and there was still no news about Jin Changxi, he was ready to say goodbye and leave.
Just like the previous days, Mo Yunzi was still hosting a banquet in the main hall, while Zhang Ke was chatting with several acquaintances of the monks.
Mo Yunzi and Hao Guajin were drinking at the table.
Suddenly, a person walked up to Mo Yunzi, whispered a few words, and handed over a brocade box.
Mo Yunzi glanced at Zhang Ke with a half-smile, which was strange.
In the past, I would always give gifts to others, but in just a few days, two people gave gifts to me.
He had a hunch that maybe this was the person Zhang Kezi was waiting for.
When I talked about this matter with Hao Guojin, Hao Guojin also became interested.
Not long after, two people walked into the main hall, and Zhang Ke recognized one of them at a glance, who was Jin Changxi.
I couldn't help but feel overjoyed, secretly sighing at my good luck. If I came at this time tomorrow, I would probably leave.
As the saying goes, the heavenly net is vast, sparing no omissions, and the ancients will not deceive me.
"Jin Changxi, a casual cultivator, pays homage to the two great masters! I wish the two great masters a long life as long as the heaven!"
Mo Yunzi and Hao Guojin looked at each other.
"Haha" laughed twice.
Although Jin Changxi's words were respectful, he was not as sincere as Zhang Kezi.
"No gifts! Sit down!"
Jin Changxi sat down and looked around, feeling startled in his heart.
I found a blind Taoist priest looking at me with a half-smile.
Somewhat confused, his friend Du Wan came in next to him.
Du Wan is an old man from Jiuyun Cave. He has followed Mo Yunzi for many years and is highly valued by Mo Yunzi.
Some time ago he recommended Jin Changxi to Mo Yunzi.
Mo Yunzi didn't care about the defection of a Xiantian monk, so he put the matter aside.
Jin Changxi pondered for a moment and asked: "Brother Du, who is that Taoist fellow in black next to you? It seems to me that he knows me!"
Du Wan turned his head and glanced at it, and said casually: "Oh! That's a Dingzhou monk who came here a few days ago. His name is Zhang Kezi. What? Do you know him?"
Jin Changxi thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know him!"
I have a bad feeling in my heart.
Sure enough, not long after he sat down, Zhang Ke stood up.
He first bowed to Mo Yunzi, and then said: "Master Mo Yun, please forgive me, I have something to say and I would like to have a few words with this fellow Taoist Jin Changxi. I wonder if I can give you permission?"
Mo Yunzi and Hao Guajin looked at each other, and Mo Yunzi smiled and said, "It's okay, little Taoist priest, feel free to ask."
Zhang Ke came to Jin Changxi in a few steps and said, "Jin Changxi, I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"
Jin Changxi was shocked, stood up, and looked at Zhang Ke carefully.
He said in a deep voice: "I don't remember meeting my fellow Taoist, why do I talk like this!"
Zhang Ke sneered: "Jin Changxi! Have you forgotten what happened in Qianye City?"
Jin Changxi was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back.
He lost his voice and said: "You...who are you?"
Du Wan looked at the situation and stood up, pulling Jin Changxi behind him.
shouted: "Zhang Kezi! What do you want to do? This is not a place for you to act wild!"
Zhang Ke turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me, Zhenren, but Xiaodao has a grudge against Jin Changxi. I want to live and die with him here. I wonder if Zhenren can make it easier for me. Xiaodao is very grateful."
Mo Yunzi was a little embarrassed. He and Zhang Kezi were getting along well these days.
If Du Wan hadn't intervened, this matter would have been helped.
But Du Wan has been with him for many years, how can he let his own people feel cold because of an outsider?
After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind and was about to speak when Hao Guajin pulled him and was startled.
Hao Guojin said in a low voice: "I might as well ask why Jin Changxi had a grudge with Zhang Kezi. If it can be resolved, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"
Mo Yunzi's heart moved and he nodded, this is a good idea.
He said: "Jin Changxi, since you were invited by Lao Du, you are not an outsider. How about this? Why don't you tell the story? I think the little Taoist Zhang Kezi has a good temper. If possible, as long as it is not a life-and-death feud, I will
I have made the decision, I will act as a go-between for you two to resolve this matter, whatever you two want!"