After a brief moment of greetings, Ren Duo stood up straight and said to Su Jing: "Lishan's Nine Rules and Seventy-One Rules, of which the fifty-fourth rule is clearly written. Whenever my disciples of Lishan go out to travel in the mountains, the magical artifacts and treasures they obtain during their travels will be returned to the mountain after they return."
They will all be handed over to the sect, and after discussion with the sect master, they will either be given back to the person, or handed over to the treasury for collection."
What Ren Duo said was true. In fact, it was not just Lishan. No matter which sect disciples found a great treasure outside, they should report it to their master after returning to the mountain.
But generally speaking, this rule is for low-level disciples. Low-level disciples bring back good things from outside the mountain due to chance or special experiences, but their own cultivation is low, so they keep the good things in their hands and fully use them.
If it doesn't work, hand it over to the master, and everyone from the head to the master will not treat him badly. If he accepts the disciple's treasure, he will naturally be given a magical weapon that is more suitable for his use as compensation.
Ren Duo turned to look at the elder in charge of punishment and asked in a deep voice: "Junior brother Gong, am I right about the sect rules?"
Gong Zheng frowned: "This is indeed the sect's rules, but the situation of the junior uncle is special. He is already the highest-ranking person in the Lishan world. How can any senior master accept his magic weapon? What's more, Su Jing was personally paid by the ninth ancestor.
Under the sect, most of the things he wears come from rewards from his ancestors..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ren Duo interrupted: "What does the sect's rules have to do with seniority? No matter how high the junior uncle is, he can't be above the rules set by the nine masters together."
Elder Hong said coldly at the side: "Senior Brother Head also told me that when Junior Uncle returned to the mountain, he presented him with his income from outside. The burial place of Senior Sister Fuji and Tianshui Lingjing are among them."
Ren Duo shook his head and said: "If you get ten things and offer one, does that mean you have passed the test? When did Lishan's sect rules become so loose?"
'Go back to the mountain and report what you have earned outside the mountain'. This is a rule that requires self-discipline rather than supervision by others. Even if Elder Gong is as rigid as he is, he will not be too harsh on this sect rule, but Ren Duo sticks to it every word.
If you don't give up, no one can do anything to him. You can't say, 'The rules set by the Nine Ancestors are wrong' or 'I won't enforce them.'
It's early in the morning. Su Jing seems to be still immersed in the sweet dream of last night. His eyes are still sleepy and his expression is confused. It's really ridiculous to ask Ren Duo: "Are you trying to steal my treasure?"
Ren Duo shook his head: "Ren Duo is just doing things according to the rules. If my uncle really has rare treasures, the disciples will never dare to be greedy. They will just seal the treasury temporarily and make a decision after the master comes back."
Su Jing seemed to be more awake. He stretched out his hand and patted himself: "I don't have anything, so you don't have to argue. Just go back."
If it were so easy to cheat, Ren Duo would not make this trip. After hearing this, he said: "As a disciple of Lishan, every magic weapon that comes from the master or is given by the master is registered in the book.
The simple truth is that things that are not recorded are kept privately. Deacon Li, please read aloud what is written on the pages of my junior uncle's album."
Under the head of Lishan, the two most important positions are elders and deacons. Elders are all true disciples of the previous generation, and deacons are the best among the inner disciples of the previous generation.
Deacon Li came to Guangmingding with Ren Duo. Halfway through the step, he spread his hands and shook his head and said: "Uncle Junior has not made a book yet, so there is no record at all."
After a slight pause, Deacon Li added: "If we follow the sect's rules, all the magical weapons on our young master's body should be returned to the sect."
Elder Hong's face darkened and he stood behind Su Jing: "This is really a joke. Junior uncle was introduced to the sect by Lu Jiuzu himself. Is it possible that the ancestor gave some treasures and had to go back to the sect to build a new sect?" Book and record?"
Ren Duo showed no expression: "The items that have not been recorded will be confiscated and left for the master to deal with when he comes back. I am just doing things according to the rules. If my uncle says: The rules are wrong, I don't have to enforce them. I will turn around and leave." No more wordy sentences!"
Elder Hong's tone was sarcastic: "Open the door and close the door. When did Jiulin Peak become the place where we were punished by Li Shan?"
Ren Duo chuckled: "As long as you are a disciple of Lishan, you must uphold Lishan's rules. Does it matter which hall or which peak?"
At this time, Elder Gongye, who was responsible for refining weapons, interjected: "At least the ninety-nine sword feathers of the little master uncle were given by the master. This weight will definitely be wrong. The sword feathers were entrusted to me by the master to refine them for the little master uncle." Or Senior Brother Shen came down the mountain in a hurry and forgot to record it."
Elder Gongye looked quite old, but he had a tall figure, skin like copper, and bulging muscles all over his body, which gave him a certain majesty. As he spoke, he walked up behind Su Jing and continued: "Or perhaps, Senior Brother Shen feels that There is no need to create a record for the young master uncle. He never imagined that when he was not in the sect, there would be people who would actually use chicken feathers as sharp swords."
Ren Duoquan ignored Gong Ye's last sentence and waved his hand generously: "In this case, the ninety-nine sword feathers of the young master's uncle do not need to be handed over. Deacon Li has not yet recorded these magical weapons for the young master's uncle."
Deacon Li agreed, took out the booklet from Qiankun's sleeve, stood there and started writing.
Ren Duo insisted on the sect rule. No matter how he argued, he could not shake his reasoning. Su Jing remained the same, saying nothing more than: "I have nothing..."
Ren Duo smiled: "Yes or no, Elder Shentu will help you clarify." As he spoke, a short, thin, dim-eyed old man walked out from behind Ren Duo: "Disciple Shentu Lingling, pay your respects to Su Uncle Master."
Shentu Lingling, the elder of Lishan Sibao, is the guardian of the sect's treasure house. He has been dealing with treasures all his life, and his greedy temperament is somewhat similar to that of Akame Zhenren.
Shentu Lingling held the small watermelon-like round stone in her left hand, and kept wiping the round stone with the silk handkerchief in her right hand, and continued: "This stone is naturally magical, and later it was refined into a treasure by senior experts, and it was named ' The Divine Eyes on the Corpse'."
Su Jing was startled, wondering what the connection between this stone and Akame was.
In fact, the two have nothing to do with each other. This stone has the ability to 'illuminate treasures'. No matter whether it is a treasure hidden in the Qiankun Bag or a treasure whose breath has been sealed by a spell, it cannot escape its reflection and insight. This is the same as the corpse god. The ability to identify treasures is almost the same, so it is called the "Shangzhi Shenmu".
"You can tell what kind of treasure the young uncle has with you by looking at the stone," Ren Duo said in a relaxed tone, "Elder Shentu, please cast a spell."
Shentu responded, put away the silk handkerchief and touched the round stone with one hand. The texture of the stone suddenly became clear, shining like a bronze mirror, and the light could detect people. Shentu took this 'mirror' and slowly He looked at Su Jing.
Su Jing was very curious about this, so he stood still and let it shine at him.
Just when the stone mirror was aimed at Su Jing, a layer of black mist immediately arose, but it remained clear and unchanged, like black crystal. Shentu cheered lowly: "White is the lower grade, red is the middle grade, purple is the upper grade, and black is the higher grade." The best, little master uncle has the best treasure in his body."
After saying that, Shentu held his breath. After the stone mirror changed color, the shadow of the treasure would slowly appear in the mirror soon. Shentu waited with bated breath, waiting to take a closer look at what wonderful treasure Su Jing had on him.
The stone mirror is getting darker and darker, but the light on the mirror is getting brighter and brighter. The naked eye can see that the mysterious light in the stone mirror is flowing and slowly condensing into shape. Even if it can reflect the outline of the treasure Su Jing is carrying, it has not yet clearly appeared...
Snapped!
There was a sudden crisp sound. The stone mirror actually shattered.
Shen Tu Lingling let out a strange cry, and everyone present was dumbfounded. Everyone who came to Guangmingding, except Su Jing, was a master. Anyone could see clearly that it was not someone who caused trouble and broke the stone mirror, but this piece of stone mirror.
The stone suddenly burst and was destroyed.
Everything has a limit to withstand, and even though the 'Shangzhi Shenmu' is a treasure, it is no exception. What was it preparing to illuminate just now? It's an untwisted blue lantern, it's the Great Sage's point sword, it's the flying fish ghost robe, it's the sky
Shui Lingjing is Doukui Mingmingzun!
Especially the first two, which are supreme treasures from the Motian Temple, even Lu Yajiu didn't know their specific origins, and couldn't grasp them. How could something of this level be glimpsed with a single gemstone.
Su Jing did have a countermeasure, but the stone actually broke into pieces, which was beyond his expectation: "The divine eye of the corpse...is blind?"
Elder Hong smiled sweetly and said, "I'm blind."
Shentu Lingling was so distressed that the wrinkles on her face were twitching: "I'm so blind!"
Su Jing suddenly laughed out loud: "Why do I remember that when I was playing with my friends, there was a joke, called: blind your dog eyes... Don't blame Elder Shentu, it's just a childhood memory, no slander is intended.
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