"Puzhi, you did a good job and your plan was done very well, which would inevitably cause some ripples!"

After listening to the arrangements Puzhi made these days, Li Mo couldn't help but give praise.

"The little monk thought carefully that even if Wan Jian didn't come, Senior Brother Daoxuan would go down the mountain to see the boss. As long as he saw the boss, at least our temple could be established!" Pu Zhi said.

"Where are those two children? Can they be sent up the mountain?" Yun Miaomiao said. She had just heard what happened recently by Pu Zhi, and her eyes were curious at this moment.

Pu Zhi shook his head: "Senior Brother Daoxuan is tough and has many hidden weaknesses, but he will never agree to the request of the monk. Even the heads of the other six meridians of Qingyun Sect will not agree. This matter is just to prompt Senior Brother Daoxuan to go down the mountain."

"Is the person who attacked you really from Qingyun Sect?" Ah Qing said.

Puzhi was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but he still answered honestly: "The Divine Sword and Thunder Control True Art is one of the four secret techniques of Qingyun Sect. No ordinary disciples can pass on it, so they will naturally not be wrong. But the little monk thought carefully, if that person was really a disciple of Qingyun Sect, he would definitely be in a high position, and it would be not that easy to find it out. Moreover, they were afraid that they would not care too much about the little monk's words."

Yun Miaomiao said, "This is reasonable. If it is so easy to be exposed, you don't need to wait for you to remind me. If it is not exposed, they will not doubt their brothers around them casually, right? After all, they have been together for many years, as long as they hide well, no one will think about it. You are not a disciple of Qingyun Sect! Mr. Xuanniao, what do you think?"

"I know who that person is, but there is no need to say that. Qingyun Sect is not familiar with me, so why should I care about their grudges?" Li Mo said.

"Ha, Mr. Xuanniao, you have become bad!" Yun Miaomiao teased.

"Little monk, what I asked is...you may be sure that the person who attacked you was from Qingyun Sect?" A Qing said again.

"At least 80%!"

If Puzhi didn't hear any abnormality for the first time, then this second time obviously made him feel that there seemed to be something in this sentence. But...Who in the practice of practicing does not call me a monk? No matter how bad I don't help, I have to call me an old monk. How can you call me a little monk? I have been practicing for more than 300 years!

"Mr. Xuanniao, what is the strongest person in Qingyun Sect?" asked Ah Qing.

Li Mo said: "The practice method of Qingyun Sect is called Taiji Xuanqing Dao, which is divided into Yuqing Realm, Shangqing Realm and Taiqing Realm. There are nine levels of heaven. So far, only Qingye Patriarch who has passed away many years ago has reached the Taiqing Realm... Now, Wan Jianyi may have entered this realm with half his foot, or he may have reached the Taiqing Realm. In terms of combat power, the Ten Thousand Swords in Taiqing Realm are mastering the magical skills, but they may not be better than you. However, Qingyun Sect has another Zhuxian sword formation, which is extremely powerful. You may also be seriously injured when you encounter it, but they will not easily use this sword formation!"

"Is this level?" Ah Qing fell into deep thought.

"Sister Aqing is planning to come to the door for the attack of the little monk?" Yun Miaomiao was clear-headed and guessed Aqing's thoughts when Aqing asked the second time.

"Well, I have this plan. Instead of waiting for them to come and ask for cooperation, we might as well go directly to the door! But after the boss talked about their strength, I think we can see each other first. If we can't reach an agreement, fight again! The Zhuxian Sword Formation...it sounds quite powerful." A Qing said.

Puzhi felt that his brain was not enough. What did this girl mean in the last sentence? Are she afraid? Or is she not afraid?

"Do you hit Qingyun Sect? Let's see what they say!" Li Mo said.

"Little monk, are you familiar with this world?" Yun Miaomiao asked.

Puzhi was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not familiar to you, but it's not unfamiliar. The female donor... I am over 300 years old this year and I can't be called a young monk!"

"Is three hundred years old very old? It's really not young for ordinary people. For me... Well, last time Qingqing said that girls' age is a secret, so I won't talk about it! Little monk, if you're fine in a few days, would you like to take me for a walk?" Yun Miaomiao said.

"But the little monk needs to preside over this temple. If you can't walk away, it's better to let the little monk arrange for the younger generation to take him out for a walk?" Puzhi listened to the voice, feeling that Yun Miaomiao might have lived for more than three hundred years, so he lowered his posture again.

"Puzhi, please make arrangements, don't worry about us. By the way, can you upload the Great Brahma Prajna?" Li Mo asked.

"Yes, but the monk didn't know where to look for other exercises!" Puzhi said with a bitter face.

"I'll know in a while, and it has not been completely opened yet." Li Mo said.

Yun Miaomiao interrupted at this time and said, "Mr. Xuanniao, I uploaded a lot of secrets of martial arts some time ago. Have you received them?"

"Yes, where did you find it? Some of these martial arts are probably the secrets of some families or sects, right?" Li Mo said.

"I asked someone, but it's very hard. I wonder what reward Mr. Xuanniao will get?" Yun Miaomiao blinked playfully.

"There must be a reward, but it's not now. After a while, let's talk about it when things are arranged here!" Li Mo said.

"It's been postponing again, and I don't know what Mr. Xuanniao is thinking." Yun Miaomiao muttered.

"Mr. Xuanniao has his own arrangements, so don't talk too much!"

With Ah Qing, who had been with Li Mo for the longest time, vaguely felt something, and she probably had some understanding.

"Okay, let's take a break first and see if Wan Jianyi will go down the mountain tonight!" After Li Mo said that, he landed on the statue of the sacred bird and closed his eyes for a rest.

Time passes by bit by bit, and when the moon is in the middle of the sky, someone comes on the moon.

"Here you come!"

A Qing and Yun Miaomiao woke up from their sleep at the same time, not knowing whether they were sleeping or not.

"Old friend, I haven't seen you for many years, I never thought you were still alive!"

In the large square of the temple, Pu Zhi said loudly.

"Puzhi, how did you know that I am still in the world?" said the visitor.

"I also heard what Lord Shenniao said! Since my friend is here, why not come in and sit down?" Puzhi sent an invitation.

"Well, I have never seen you for more than two hundred years, so it's okay to talk about the past."

Puzhi led the man into the main hall, Ah Qing and Yun Miaomiao were sitting upright in it, Li Mo stood on the head of the divine bird statue, staring at the person behind Puzhi.

"Senior Brother Wan, let me introduce you. This is Senior Yun Miaomiao, this is Senior A Qing, this is Master Divine Bird. Master Divine Bird and the two seniors... are not from our world!" Pu Zhi did not introduce much, but he named something.

"I've seen you all!" Wan Jianyi was unmoved and just gave a simple greeting. Then he asked: "Puzhi, why did you call me here this time?"

This was explicitly asking Puzhi, but in fact it was asking Li Mo. If it weren't for Li Mo's suggestions, Puzhi wouldn't know that he was still alive in the world, so how could he call him over here?

"I heard that you are the number one master of Qingyun Sect, I want to try your strength!" Ah Qing said.

Wan Jian frowned slightly and said, "Hmm? I'm a competition? I haven't taken action for many years and my strength is not as good as before."

"I? In front of me, you, a little guy who has lived for hundreds of years, can you call yourself an old man?" A Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!