When they arrived at qinghongzong, it happened to be the winter solstice.

    The climate of Shu is warm and moist, and it seldom snows. But when they come, the sky is full of small snowflakes. Although the snowflakes are not big, they are very fine. The ground is covered with a light white layer, which turns into the earth in a twinkling of an eye. The air is filled with a cool and humid smell.

    Lu Jingchen was very happy to see a group of people, and asked his disciples to make dumplings.

    The qinghongzong was supposed to be in danger and panic when they met with such things, but looking at their appearance, they were all jubilant, which did not match the atmosphere before the war.

    Zhou Wan and the little girl, after all, are still young. They don''t know what this battle means. They are very happy to make dumplings with the disciples of qinghongzong.

    Zixuan went out of her way to look for them in the crowd. The last time she said that she was a "heretic" person, she was surprised to find that after some changes in the door, those who were not satisfied with Lu Jingchen''s younger martial brother had disappeared.

    Zixuan didn''t ask much, but she could understand it in her heart.

    In the face of such a big enemy, Lu Jingchen must not let himself have internal problems. These people are more or less at odds with him. As a patriarch of the clan, Lu Jingchen can''t be ambiguous even if he is kind-hearted.

    When the dumplings were boiling and steaming up, everyone sat around and enjoyed themselves. Suddenly, there was a sound at the gate of the hall.

    "Oh, this dumpling is really delicious. Is it pure meat stuffing? The old man hasn''t eaten such good food for many years. It''s better to catch up early than to catch up. Let me try it soon! "

    This voice, which sounds a bit hoarse and old, but in its tone, it shows a sense of relaxation. When people listen to it, they can''t help but want to laugh.

    Everyone looked at the door and saw an old man coming in.

    This old man is not too tall, at most 1.6 meters, wearing a gray old clothes, looks very friendly, smiling, hair is very long, has been white, in the head of a loose bun, with a twig pinned, with his back, pacing into, this bun trembled, as if it was going to break.

    As soon as he saw the old man, Lu Jingchen immediately stood up, bowed to him and said, "it''s the elder who arrived. Why didn''t he tell the younger generation? The younger generation can send someone to pick him up."

    "The old man doesn''t care whether he takes it or not. As long as this hot dumpling is quickly filled with a bowl, another bowl of hot soup will be ready. Tut Tut, this cold day is really beautiful."

    While he was talking, the old man was sitting on an empty seat at the table, smiling at a disciple of qinghongzong who brought him dumplings. He took chopsticks and put one into his mouth.

    Immediately, hot he straight suction slip, or hard swallow down, thumbs up: "delicious!"

    Tang Feng''s eyes swept the old man and said to Zixuan: "is this your master?"

    Zixuan showed an inexplicable look and asked Tang Feng: "how can it be? Although my master is out of tune, he is always better than him, and he is more handsome. "

    Tang Feng''s mouth, slightly a pick, said: "but his art, but it is with you, the root of the pulse, now is to build the foundation of the six realm of cultivation, if not your master, also be your patriarch."

    "What?" Zixuan patronizes to eat dumplings. After listening to Tang Feng''s words, she looks at them carefully.

    If it''s true, this old man is really a foreign monk, and his practice is very similar to his own. It can be said that he comes down in one continuous line.

    The accomplishment of building the sixth floor of the foundation is higher than that of my master. But I haven''t heard from my master that I still have such a powerful elder!

    When Zixuan looked at the old man, the old man also looked at her. In his eyes, there was a look of surprise, but then he nodded slightly, as if he had expected.

    Xuanji and Jueming didn''t eat together with the others. They ate their families and ate plain dumplings. They ate at a separate table in the inner hall.

    Hearing the voice outside, Xuanji had walked out of the inner hall. Seeing the old man with his hands together and a faint smile on his face, he said to him, "old man, I didn''t expect that we could meet here. Is this taboo on you lifted?"

    The old man wiped his mouth with his hand and nodded to Xuanji. He looked careless. Look at this, his identity is higher than that of Xuanji.

    It''s a bit of a surprise for everyone to see.

    All the foreign friars are not allowed by the famous and decent families. This little old man has entered the Qinghong sect with such a swagger. Of course, with his ability, it''s not difficult to do this. However, it''s strange that Lu Jingchen and Xuanji are so polite to him.

    The old man looked at Zixuan and said with a smile, "if I can get rid of this taboo, I''d like to thank this little boy. If it wasn''t for her such accomplishments, now I can''t live without Xijing!"

    Hearing that the old man mentioned Xijing, Zixuan only felt her eyelids jump. Suddenly she thought of something. She jumped up and pointed to the old man and said, "it''s you! It''s you! When I was in Xijing, you stole my things! And teased me several times

    The old man didn''t deny it, nor was he angry. He still looked at Zixuan with a smile, nodded his head and said, "this girl is really powerful. I didn''t expect to break through to such a level so soon. It''s also your luck to meet the advice of an expert."

    The old man didn''t get angry. Lu Jingchen jumped down and said to Zixuan, "this is your master. You don''t dare to talk."

    Master? Zixuan was stunned.

    Although Tang Feng had already reminded her that this person was the elder of her clan, she did not expect that she would have two generations of her own, and she wanted to call him "master" directly.

    When Zixuan was stunned, Xuanji also said: "yes, this old man, you should call the master. He has a very high seniority and is very old. He just accepted your master as a disciple. Your master is also very old. He accepted you as a disciple. Therefore, although you are young, you have a high seniority."

    Tang Feng suddenly said: "so, the good friend of the founder of Qinghong sect is Zixuan''s master?"