Even ordinary disciples, as long as they are from Tianbei Island, as long as they think they have enough practice, they can come to the altar to ask questions.
Asking for the truth itself, it is not that the elder of the Pavilion Master cannot be.
The calmness and grandeur shown by Yu Xinzhu's old man who forced the River to force the river to clear the river just now, and her exquisite control over the sword energy, in the eyes of many monks under the platform, she was already different from the little girl who was not valued by everyone when she first came on stage.
At this moment, in the minds of the monks who came to observe, they had begun to feel that the question presided over by this young pavilion master might also be worth listening to...
Changsheng Pavilion
In front of the huge screen wall, the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion sat neatly cross-legged, and also asked in the observation of Jian Pavilion.
It looks like a live broadcast on Blue Star.
This rumored screen wall is actually similar to the projection wall in the projection hall in the VIP room during the large-scale auction of Hanxiang Palace. It is a treasure made by weapon refiners, but this piece is a bit bigger.
Of course, there are disciples from Changsheng Pavilion who also went to Jian Pavilion to listen and ask questions. Those who don’t want to go to the scene can come here to observe. The sound and picture effect is also quite good.
At the front end of the screen wall, a curtain tent surrounded by gauze tents was pulled, which contained a small coffee table stove and two stools.
Rong Mochou, who had completely included the farce just now, suddenly chuckled when he saw Yu Xinzhu finally officially began to ask in person.
Geng Tong, who was sitting next to him, turned his bamboo-rooted cup in his hand that he never left. Hearing Rong Mochou's laughter, he stopped Pan Mo's movement.
Geng Tong raised his eyebrows with his thumb and index finger, "You are not worried about Mr. He who was unable to stop this stubborn little green bamboo?"
Rong Mochou glanced over and accidentally glanced at the small pot of the root of Geng Tong's hand, and asked with a smile: "What am I worried about? Are you worried about Yu Xinzhu's success?"
"Haha, how can anyone ask such a thing? Do you think God loves to take care of others?"
"If everyone could ask God, would these people still have to travel thousands of miles to Tianbei Island?"
Geng Tong looked at Rong Mochou with a strange look: "Senior Brother, aren't you worried about the failure of the question? The reputation of Tianbei Island is damaged?"
Rong Mochou had just held the teacup and paused, shook his head and smiled, held the teacup in his hand, took a sip of it leisurely, with a little helplessness in his tone:
"Where has been standing in the rules of the Tao, as long as I am a disciple of Tianbei Island, I am qualified to go to the altar. Don't say that the person who asked the swordsman's altar at this moment was Yu Xinzhu. Even if you want to go up, I will stop you.
Don't stay there, right?"
"The person who wanted to go up and ask was Yu Xinzhu herself, and it wasn't me who asked her to go up. What can I do? Do you want me to beat the drum like Old Man He?"
Rong Mochou said with confidence and said nothing, and he said nothing, but Geng Tong could not find any reason to refute him.
Geng Tong didn't say anything, silently retracted his gaze, but just held the straw knot and tightened his fingers unconsciously.
Putting down the tea cup, Rong Mochou added hot tea to his and Geng Tong's cups again, and said with a smile:
"But it's not a bad thing to think about it."
"In the past, whenever the Pavilion Masters and the elders of the sect gathered together, did you always say that you should promote more outstanding junior disciples? Today, I asked about such a big scene, isn't it just for outstanding juniors like Xinzhu?
Is it a good opportunity for disciples to experience?”
After saying that, Rong Mochou's eyes were meaningfully drawn to Geng Tong: "It also prevents those pavilions and elders from always feeling that I, Rong Mochou, have a narrow mind, and I can't stand the younger generation who are better than me."
"After this incident, it just happened to block the mouths of these pavilions! When asked this time, let her, Master Yu, show her enough!"
Geng Tong subconsciously quickly plated the dragon carving cup twice, feeling a little restless, so he picked up the tea and took a sip...
Still impetuous!
Although what Rong Mochou said just now sounded reasonable, Geng Tong knew that he had a key point that he had not said.
If Yu Xinzhu fails to defend the truth, he will lose power in front of the cultivators in the world.
With Yu Xinzhu's strong personality, I still don't know what will happen.
In this way, the senior brother will automatically eliminate the most powerful opponents of the island master among the younger disciples.
We can also use this matter to suppress Jiange and squeeze Yu Song...
Geng Tong stopped thinking. He was unwilling to think deeper, but his fingers tightly pinched the straw knot on the small bamboo carving cup.
Rong Mochou's eyes slowly came from Geng Tong's face, paused slightly on the small cup in his hand, and suddenly asked with interest:
"When did the third brother's cup be decorated with a knot?"
Geng Tong's two fingers that were tightly pinching the knot subconsciously released them immediately, lowered his head and looked at the small cup in his hand, and smiled: "Everyone knows that I have always been used to being casual, so I can bring it with me if I like you. Nothing is given."
Rong Mochou smiled and said, "I happened to have a knot woven with Qilin's mane, which was given by Xing Mantang, the eldest son of Canglang City."
"It is said that it was made by the top weapon refiners in Canglang City. The pants can improve the spirituality of the artifacts. When the moon is full, you can still hear the roar of the Qilin under the moonlight."
"Third brother, this cup is a treasure. Even the accessories need to be exquisite and perfect to match. I found it and asked my apprentice to send it to my third brother."
Geng Tong whipped the carved cup in his palm, wrapped the delicate straw knot tightly on his fingers, and smiled:
"Thank you for your kindness. Such a good item is worse than keep it for yourself. I'm just wearing something, it doesn't matter if it's expensive or cheap."
After saying this, Geng Tong felt more and more bored, so he stood up:
"Brother is going to visit the Taoist altar in two days, so let's be at ease in the cabinet. Today is the first question, I'll go to the Jiange to take a look."
After saying that, Geng Tong walked out of the tent without looking back.
When the man walked to the gate of the mantle, Rong Mochou from behind asked softly: "Is he okay with the sixth brother?"
Geng Tong subconsciously held the cup hanging on his wrist tightly, turned around and smiled, "Uh, Liu'er is fine. He is now the leader of the Yan family caravan, and the team is in full swing, it's great!"
Rong Mochou said nothing and gently picked up the tea at hand.
Seeing that Rong Mochou didn't say anything else, Geng Tong took a step forward and took a step out of the curtain.
Walking out of the Changsheng Pavilion, Geng Tong raised his hand, and the carved cup in his palm became larger, with the mouth of the cup facing down and the bottom of the cup facing up and lifted Geng Tong away.
Geng Tong stood on the root sculpture cup and walked inside the sect.
Today is the first time to ask questions. The visitors and disciples on the island all went to observe and ask questions, and the entire sect seemed particularly peaceful.
After leaving Changsheng Pavilion, Geng Tong felt that the irritable aura just now suddenly dissipated.
In front of me was the green mountains and green scenery that I had been used to seeing all day long. Geng Tong sighed and felt much more comfortable.