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    On the day before the Centennial Daqing, many distinguished guests came to Dengxian Mansion one after another. Wen Ran followed the second senior brother to welcome the guests at the gate of the mountain.

    Yan Qing asked curiously, "Junior sister, didn't the third junior brother say when he will come back?"

    Earlier, it was said that Luo Huai was delayed by something and had to come back later, but Luo Huai was nowhere to be seen.

    Wen Ran shook her head, "I don't know how long it will take for the third senior brother to deal with the matter, but he will definitely come back after he finishes dealing with the matter."

    Yan Qing sighed, "Now the senior brother is being dragged by the master to practice the ceremony with the Wuqiu sword every day. The third junior brother is not here, and the fourth junior brother is not feeling well recently... I'm too busy."

    Wen Ran was a little surprised, "Is the fourth senior brother uncomfortable?"

    "Well, I haven't been out of the room for the past two days." Yan Qing's tone showed concern. As the second disciple of Dengxian Mansion, he was used to worrying about others.

    Wen Ran was also a little worried, "Fourth Senior Brother doesn't like to talk, and he likes to keep things in his heart. If you have time, go see him."

    "I think so too."

    They didn't chat for too long, and someone else came in from the mountain gate. Among those people, there were acquaintances of Wen Ran.

    "Miss Wen, long time no see!" Tang Ling ran over with a smile.

    Wen Ran was also pleasantly surprised, "Miss Tang, and Young Master Qi."

    The elegant young man who followed behind Tang Ling was Qi Fuyu who was swinging his fan.

    When Qi Buyu saw a beautiful woman, he would habitually show a smile that could be said to captivate all beings, but he left a strong psychological shadow on Wen Ran, so he restrained himself when he laughed.

    "Miss Wen, we meet again." Qi Buyu greeted first, and then introduced to a man beside him: "Master Meng, this Miss Wen helped my cousin and I on our way to the Northern Territory. people."

    Tang Ling said to Wen Ran again, "Miss Wen, this is Master Meng who has learned the world."

    The man's demeanor is elegant, the white clothes are clean, and his complexion is as crystal clear as jade. This man can't tell how outstanding his appearance is, but he is better than the otherworldly temperament. Just standing there, he can't say that he is elegant.

    But what is particularly striking is that his eyes are covered with white silk, and in the warm and jade-like, there is a little more mystery.

    He smiled slowly, "The Northern Territory is dangerous, thank you girl for taking care of the two juniors in my sect."

    This person also speaks very nicely, as elegant as the wind, as if the snow has melted for thousands of years, making people feel like a spring breeze.

    It seems that no matter how impetuous the heart is, it has also been calmed at this moment.

    Although Wen Ran has never been to the world of knowledge, she has also heard that the world of knowledge is divided into four small schools. Every ten years, they will pass the competition among the doors. Among the four schools, the winner will be selected as the main school. , it is up to the master to make a conclusion.

    And this Master Meng is a strange man. It is said that he has no cultivation base and is still blind, but he has the ability to assist the main sect. He spares no effort in teaching and preaching on weekdays, but he will not be biased towards any one sect. What he represents is complete neutrality.

    But now, this legendary figure has come out of the mountain, and also came to Dengxian Mansion.

    Wen Ran and Yan Qing looked at each other and bowed respectfully, "Master Meng."

    In front of this Master Meng, they are all juniors.

    Such a big man, Yan Qing naturally took them to the guest room for a temporary stay.

    When they passed by, Wen Ran took Tang Ling's hand, and she whispered and curiously said, "Master Meng actually came in person, doesn't it mean that people with knowledge in the world usually don't come out easily?"

    Tang Ling also replied in a low voice: "Don't be too stressed, Master Meng just wanted to come out and relax. Recently, we have learned about the world... Well, there are a lot of things to do."

    Tang Ling's words are very euphemistic, but it is not difficult for people to guess that the world of knowledge is not very peaceful.

    That is natural. The ten-year competition in the world of knowledge is about to come. The four sects of Fenghuaxueyue are all competing in secret, and it is smoky. When Qi Buyu and Tang Ling saw that a representative was sent to Dengxianfu to watch the ceremony, they immediately took the initiative. Pleasantly ran out.

    But a few lesser-known juniors didn't seem to be rude in the past, so Qi Buyu went to Master Meng with the attitude of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, Master Meng agreed to come out with them.

    There was another movement not far away.

    A gust of fragrant wind came, and saw a few graceful figures floating over. Unfortunately, they landed on the side of several monks wearing monk robes.

    Qiu Shui who didn't know when came to join in the fun said excitedly: "It's the senior sister of Hehuan Palace and the Buddha son of Buddha Sound Temple!!!"

    As soon as Hehuan Palace and Buddha Sound Temple are mentioned, people who love to read scriptures on weekdays are secretly excited.

    Who doesn't know that in the storybook, the favorite thing to write is the story of love and hatred between the female disciples of Hehuan Palace and the monks of Buddha Sound Temple?

    Hehuan Palace does not only accept female disciples, but most of the outstanding ones are female disciples. This time, they are all female disciples.

    The purple Luo skirts on their bodies were all embroidered with violet patterns. In the sunlight, the gilt patterns on the skirts occasionally sparkled, which was very eye-catching.

    There were more people around.

    "The patterns on their clothes are so pretty."

    "Yeah, I want it too!"

    "The fabric of the skirt, the style of the skirt, and their makeup... all look good!"

    ...

    The girls' words are all words of envy.

    As long as there are disciples of Hehuan Palace, they will bring a new fashion trend. They simply bring their own traffic, and they will lose money if they don't bring goods.

    Compared with the ostentatious disciples of the Hehuan Palace, the dark red and pure white monk uniforms worn by the Buddha Sound Temple are much more plain.

    But because those young monks are very good-looking, even if they wear ordinary clothes, they do not look overshadowed.

    But as long as there are cultivators, few are ugly.

    However, the scene in the storybook that the female disciples of the Hehuan Palace are alluring and obsessed with the Buddha Sound Temple did not happen. Instead, after glancing at the monks, the beauties in purple didn't have any good expressions on their faces.

    Buddha Sound Temple has a good temper here.

    Buddha Zi Wuming wears a white hood embroidered with gold rims and a white monk robe with gold rims embroidered. His eyes are dark, his nose is high and his skin is snow-white. There, it is also holy and auspicious.

    Because the people from Hehuan Palace were next to him, the Buddha politely greeted him, "Female benefactor..."

    Senior Sister Hehuan Palace raised her eyes, Yingying smiled and said, "We don't talk to bald donkeys."

    Buddha: "..."

    Qiu Shui was startled, "This is different from what was written in the book!"

    The senior sister glanced at the people around her who were all shocked. She held up an umbrella in her hand, covering most of her face, and also covering those monks' hated faces.

    She sighed quietly, "If it weren't for you monks, how could the reputation of our daughter's family be so bad?"

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