Although Zhenjun Mingxiang, who knew this, wanted to drive away these uninvited guests, he thought that this was a memorial ceremony for his good disciple.

Therefore, Zhenjun Mingxiang had to endure it for the time being.

However, as Mingxiang Zhenjun's attitude gradually became colder, the monks who were circling around her no longer entangled.

at the same time.

The middle-aged monk who had looked at Mingxiang Zhenjun with a gentle face before glanced at his old rival not far away and secretly said:

"Old Ghost He, don't waste your time in vain!

Now, fellow Daoist Mingxiang will not accept disciples, so you should take your granddaughter away!”

"Save it to make fellow Mingxiang dislike it."

Hearing words.

Then, when He Zhenjun looked in the voice, he saw the middle-aged monk with a serious face, and replied inwardly without hesitation:

"hehe!"

"Although I have not fulfilled my wish, fellow Taoist Wan, your thoughts are in vain?"

"And your diligent look just now, don't you really think that Fellow Daoist Mingxiang didn't see what you were thinking, right?"

"If today was not a memorial service for fellow Daoist Jiang, it would have been swept out of the house long ago.

How could there be a chance to speak loudly here!

You really don't know what's up?"

As soon as this statement comes out.

A cold light appeared deep in the eyes of Wan Zhenjun, and then he sent a cold voice:

"I, that's where love is, and the intention is in!

It's not as dirty as Ru Er thought."

Regarding this.

Old Monster He casually glanced at Wan Zhenjun and said sarcastically:

"Ha ha···

It's really a big deal!"

"You have the ability to say it on the spot and see if the fellow Taoists present believe your nonsense?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Maybe fellow Taoist's move will move Master Mingxiang and promise to be your Taoist partner."

As soon as this is said.

Wan Zhenjun's face immediately became gloomy.

He naturally also heard the ridicule in the strange words of He Lao's strange words.

See this.

Old Monster He made up the knife again and said with a smile:

"Why did I say it to me!"

"You shameless person, fortunately, Zhenjun Mingxiang didn't like you!"

"So fellow Taoist Wan, I'm here to advise you, don't be foolish and leave early!"

"Hmph!" After snorting coldly, Wan Zhenjun showed an unswerving look on his face and said:

"How do you do it? You are not necessary to point fingers, an old ghost."

"Okay!" Old Monster He laughed evilly and responded:

"Then I'll meddle in other people's business!"

"Just know!"

“···”

As time goes by, some monks can't achieve their goals, so naturally they don't want to stay too much.

after all.

When you reach this level of cultivation, time is quite precious.

Therefore, they don't want to waste time on meaningless things either.

The monks with other purposes all offered goodbye to Mingxiang Zhenjun, including the Wan Zhenjun and He Lao Monster.

Seeing this.

Of course, Mingxiang Zhenjun did not stay.

Anyway, these visitors did not come to worship sincerely.

In a blink of an eye.

Those monks who stayed for a long time almost left completely.

However, there are still many worshippers coming continuously.

It is not difficult to see from this that Mingxiang Zhenjun’s social circle is wide.

certainly.

The most critical factor is the existence of Master Zongbao behind Mingxiang Zhenjun.

If Master Zongbao was not the master of Mingxiang Zhenjun, even if Master Mingxiang Zhenjun was a powerful person at the half-step supreme realm, there would not be a constant stream of monks coming to worship Jiang Siling.

after all.

The world of immortal cultivation is an extremely realistic place.

This.

Mingxiang Zhenjun naturally knew it well.

period.

Of course, it is indispensable, such as Wan Zhenjun, He Lao Monster... These impure-minded monks.

Unfortunately, the indifferent attitude of Zhenjun Mingxiang in front of them could only return in vain.

······

Time flies, and three months have passed!

At this time, no worshipers have arrived.

At least in these three days, there were only Zhenjun Mingxiang and Cheng Buzheng, who was standing in one corner of the hall.

Apart from this, no third party exists.

Even the senior brother of Mingxiang Zhenjun Ji Longzi, and junior sister, Master and disciple of Hanyue Zhenjun...

He also chose to say goodbye and leave three days ago.

As for Jiang Siling's ancestor, Venerable Bao, he never showed up from beginning to end.

This day.

Zhenjun Mingxiang walked to Cheng Buzheng, sighed lightly, opened his thin lips lightly, and a pleasant sound like a small bridge and flowing water rang out in Cheng Buzheng's ears.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, Siling has also sensed your thoughts!"

“And the memorial service is over!

Fellow Daoist Cheng should go back! We will strive to break through the realm of transformation of God one day, and only then will there be hope to avenge Siling!”

"It's a pity that my potential has been exhausted. Even if I break through to the realm of half-step supreme, it is difficult to break through to the realm of transformation of God."

"So, I can only leave it to you for revenge on Siling!"

"certainly!"

"If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng, who had been watching the relics beads on the altar, then slowly raised his head and looked at Mingxiang Zhenjun, and said with a serious expression:

"Senior, don't worry!"

"If you can break through by chance, you will definitely find out the real murderer and avenge Junior Sister Jiang."

At the end of the day...

Cheng Buzheng's eyes fell on the relics bead on the entrustment table again, and a firm look appeared in his eyes.

See this.

Mingxiang Zhenjun nodded, then stretched out his hand...

A jade slip appeared in the white and tender jade hand of Zhenjun Mingxiang. Then she handed the jade slip in front of Cheng Buzheng, and said with a solemn expression:
To be continued...