My Little Country

On Baiyun Mountain, thousands of kilometers away from Jiankang City, there is a well-known Taoist temple called Baiyun Temple.

This Baiyun Temple is also an ancient famous temple with a glorious history of hundreds of years, and it is also close to the imperial capital.

Therefore, this Baiyun Temple has always been a place where officials and dignitaries from all over the world have to come to pray for the gods to worship Buddha. It is a famous holy place for incense all over the world.

At the same time, the subject of the Baiyun Temple is also the president of the monk association that was established decades ago by the court, and is responsible for handling the monks registered in various places.

In the monk world where the number of registered people has exceeded 36,000 in recent years, it is also an old man who is highly respected and represents an official attitude.

His words are still very useful to many big schools in the monk world.

After all, every year the subsidies have to be left alone. When the following martial arts haven’t asked for government for decades?

Therefore, at the same time that the imperial court announced the convening of the so-called all-world monk meeting in Jiankang City.

A small-scale gathering of well-known monks in the world was also quietly held.

In this view of Baiyun on the Baiyun Mountain, there is an antique bamboo garden hall that is warm in winter and cool in summer.

It is already in his 70s, but he still seems to be full of energy. The red-faced Baiyun Guan is sitting on the top of the seat, and together with two middle-aged men from the secrecy department, he looks at the monks who are sitting down with a smile.

The position of Zhuyuan was already sitting in sevens and eights, and as the last white-haired old man wearing a gray robe walked in, the wooden door was gently closed by the entourage.

At the same time, a wave of discussion spread from the participants.

"It is the old mountain owner of Dragon Wolf Mountain!"

"The last time I met you was ten years ago, the old mountain owner still looks like a spirit, it is really a good way to keep in good health!"

The monks who smiled and greeted each other, and only regarded this conference as a meeting to share funds, had no idea.

After they entered the bamboo garden, the power that the modern state fully launched was collecting every minute move of their bodies and bones, and then passed it to the office building of the investigation team in Jiankang City through the Internet.

It was broadcast in real time to investigators including Detective Jiang.

Obviously...Before the conference was held, the court hoped to have a thorough understanding of the monks they mastered.

After all, with the blue clouds and sword immortals of Jianxianmen, many experts made a bold guess after studying in detail the novels of a large number of ancient books and ancient literati brains.

Maybe Jianxian and Longshan Wumen will not be just an example. I am changing the world a lot, and many practices that have not been effective before... will be useful again!

Maybe there is true cultivation hidden in these factions!

And this theory similar to Reiki recovery, not to mention that there are really many markets, many people while eating white radishes, while believing this, and began to collect all kinds of ancient inherited secret books.

The Qingyun Jianxian transformed by Xiao Yu, if he had learned of this, I am afraid he would sniff, and then said: Xiuxian must eat white radish! Anyone who cultivates immortals without eating white radishes is a false immortal who is cultivated!

In the bamboo garden, everyone was seated.

Bai Yunguan’s Lao Guanzhu gently coughed and said amiably: "All of you are also old practitioners."

"I'm not showing off anymore, this time I call everyone to come to this meeting, that's what I mean."

Looking at the old practitioners below, after quieting up and raising their ears after hearing the words above, the old subject nodded secretly and nodded:

"Old practitioners, the imperial court is going to make a name for us! This conference will set the ranks of the martial arts! The top ten... but can get many privileges given by the imperial court!"

"Tax-free, preferential policy support, and interest-free loans..." said the old subject opened the projection screen behind him, and suddenly the top ten benefits listed above caused the monks below to widen their eyes and swallow. Get drooling.

"This... these are true?" The Lord of Longlang Mountain stood up excitedly, as if seeing the glorious picture he received when his school was honored as the head of the world's cultivation world.

"Laoshan Lord, the imperial court did not talk big words, but sincerely wanted to support the local monk school like me."

"But want a good ranking..." Lao Guan paused, and nodded at a middle-aged man, shouting:

"Old cultivators, you are hiding the good seedlings you tucked in, but the good things have to come out and shine!"

"Let's not fight this time, and don't look at anyone's well-being."

Lao Guanzhu took a deep breath and stared at the monks below and shouted:

"Let's see everyone's real fellows this time!"

"what?"

The principals or heads of the dozens of factions sitting underneath all had wide eyes, and an expression of capitalism appeared on their faces.

"Really?" A middle-aged bearded monk blinked: "How can I tell? Could it be that I did the ritual, and some people went to the prefecture to ask if they had received it?"

"Hehe...hehe." The bearded monk noticed that no one was ignoring him, and the old subject was sitting in angrily, he could not help but shut his mouth with a smile.

The same highly respected Laoshan master broke the embarrassing situation.

"The Lord's words also represent the imperial court's meaning?"

"Yes, Lord Laoshan, I don't know if the nobles can have cultivating monks?" Lao Guanzhu asked.

"There are many methods passed down by the ancestors."

The master of the old mountain shook his head: "It is not without disciples who can get started."

"It's just like the old saying, those disciples help to do a ritual, open up something, to be honest, there is no record of the magical happenings."

"Perhaps, at the end, it will be like the old one, just to prolong life."

Speaking of this old mountain lord sighed deeply.

Caused the other monks to touch the scene one by one, all with red eyes.

After all, those present here are inherited, not those that have been added for the sake of tourism.

While earning money for fame and fortune, they also did not forget the inheritance of the martial arts, and the desire to be extraordinary.

But as the times develop, they have to say that even the disciples of inheritance are getting harder to find.

Do not look at the number of official registrations more and more each year, it seems that the situation in the monk world is very good.

In fact, the monk school with orthodox heritage has been reduced from more than three hundred years ago to less than one hundred and there are still descendants who can be found.

"Laoguanzhu, I don't lie to you anymore." An old Daoist Taoist also stood up and said: "In the past few decades, I have only two people who can inherit the Taoism."

"And both of them, I don't know if I can stick to my heart in the future and not be confused by the world?"

"Alas, we have too many disciples who make money. We can learn too much, but none of them can be found... Woo, when I die, I am afraid it will be the day of inheritance!"

"How did it become a complaint meeting?" The female investigator watched the live broadcast through the tablet, writhing with a tangled brow.

Detective Jiang smiled and opened the data interface and said: "The current analysis data shows that these old practices are not telling lies."

"They didn't hide the true disciples as we thought, and they mastered various secrets that can be revealed before others."

"This is not good for us!" The female investigator said in silence: "Yes, did the owner of the Wushan Gate of Longshan investigate?"

"It's out." Detective Jiang laughed bitterly: "The results of the trial are also there."

"All kinds of checks have been done, he is just a mortal."

"It's not as good as that of the Jin family, who was hollowed out but slowly replaced by sword immortals."

"In addition, the thief we sent succeeded in stealing every penny and cell phone from him."

"Then he couldn't find the thief who didn't leave behind him, but ran to the local government office for help."

"We also visited several cured cases and found that, like many heritages, they can be classified as psychotherapy and hypnotic cues."

"Isn't it..." The female investigator pressed his forehead: "Is the authentic heir not as good as abandoning?"

"Maybe the other party has another adventure, right?" With this, Detective Jiang opened the picture of the porcelain plate of the auction house.

His eyes narrowed slightly, \'carefully looked at the drops of water on the plate.

"Opportunity, could it be on this drop of water and the stone of the sage?"

"No, it shouldn't be that simple, otherwise it's been so many years...Where did it turn out to be a sword immortal now? A deserter?"

Damn it!

Detective Jiang grabbed his hair and felt a puddle in his mind that he had been proud of.

He deeply felt that his brain was not enough!

At this moment……

In Changlin City, Zhao Mang, a deserted man who was transformed by Xiao Yu, just walked around in the urban area like ordinary people.

As soon as he wanted to sue others, this deserted Longshan Wumen also came to Changlin City!

Secondly, he was perceiving and looking for where the auction items needed by tomorrow's auction house were placed?

What if you don’t feel it?

It means that the water drops on the porcelain plate have no extraordinary atmosphere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ 100% useless!

Xiao Yu naturally has a new way to deal with it. It is good to show a sense of presence at the auction meeting at the time of the birthday party.

If you feel...

If there is a chance, as a deserted man Zhao Mang, how can he run without first taking it?

"and many more!"

Xiao Yu, who was transformed by Xiao Yu, had just passed a bank and was feeling that there seemed to be something to attract himself.

A group of passersby suddenly stopped himself.

Then Xiao Yu was keenly aware of the sound of a car that sounded the alarm in the far street.

"Did the surveillance find yourself?"

Xiao Yu, who was transformed by Xiao Yu, glanced at the monitors installed on the street lights around him.

After a slight smile, the whole person suddenly accelerated and jumped into the wall of a building and ran in.

"not good!"

"Quick chase~ Remember not to shoot first!"

The security officers who pretended to be passers-by quickly followed, but just turned over, and they were stunned to find that the target jumped agilely to the roof of the building hundreds of meters away than Spider-Man, and then disappeared.

The life-detecting instruments swept past, but no relevant targets were found.

The intelligence was quickly reported.

Detective Jiang sees the abandoned man Zhao Mang and has a bold guess in his heart...

He opened the video, and after careful analysis, shook his head gently.

It seems that the guess is wrong.

This Longshan Wumen Apostate, no matter what his body shape or body details and movements are, is far from that Qingyun Jianxian!

And in the many subtle places he unintentionally revealed, Detective Jiang couldn't help but think of a great emperor in the north! ) Download the free reader!!