Chapter 52 Questioning and Surprise
Inside Goshinden.
All the monks spoke one after another and actively answered Elder Zhuang Xiran’s questions.
“Planting spiritual plants is to seize the essence of heaven and earth. Controlling the creation of all things in your hands is endless joy.”
……
It took a long time to answer.
Zhuang Xiran looked across the crowd, pointed casually and said, “That monk over there should get up and answer.”
Qin Mingzheng listened with interest and did not intend to say anything.
He saw Elder Zhuang pointing in his direction and couldn’t help but look around.
But he found that all the monks’ eyes were focused on him.
Qin Ming suddenly reacted.
Elder Zhuang Xiran was obviously referring to himself.
Qin Ming was on pins and needles for a moment. Being stared at by so many people all of a sudden made him feel like he was being publicly executed.
How could it be such a coincidence? How could he feel? I couldn’t hold in my fart for a long time.
Qin Ming stood up from the chair, suppressing his blush, and hesitated for a long time, as if his brain was short-circuited.
finally.
A few words popped out of his mouth in desperation.
“It’s about plowing the land and farming.”
The words fell.
There seemed to be a hint of silence in the air.
Poof!
When the monks present heard this answer, their expressions became a little unbearable, and they burst out laughing.
“Haha, just sit down.”
At this moment, Elder Zhuang Xiran showed a rare smile on his face.
All the monks present were stunned, and some of the two-foot monks were confused.
“Actually, what he said is not unreasonable. This spiritual planting is actually no different from farming.”
“only–“
“Ordinary people grow whole grains as a source of nourishment.”
“We, the cultivators of immortality, cultivate the land in order to turn it into supplies on the path of cultivating immortality.”
……
Just when Qin Ming was about to sit down.
He noticed that there was a monk in front of him on the left, his eyes fixed on him.
Qin Ming looked up, and their eyes met. He suddenly felt bad.
It’s actually Jiang Kun! ‘This bastard, why is he here to join in the fun of the spiritual plant master’s lectures? ’
In an instant, Qin Ming’s nerves became tense, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The four men sent by Jiang Kun had already been destroyed by him.
The other party couldn’t guess that it was him who did it, right?
Otherwise, there are scruples.
Think of this.
Qin Ming sat back on the chair.
at the same time.
Jiang Kun, who was sitting in front, also had his brows furrowed and his expression uncertain.
Although he had a hint of doubt.
But no matter how he imagined it, he couldn’t connect the deaths of four people in the middle and late stages of Qi training with one spiritual farmer.
“Well, after the lecture is over, let’s test this guy out.”
Jiang Kun made up his mind, glanced at Qin Ming, turned his head and looked forward again.
Qin Ming’s heart suddenly thumped, and he had a bad premonition.
Calm returned to the palace.
Elder Zhuang Xiran began to teach the way of spiritual planting.
Although Qin Ming was disturbed by Jiang Kun’s appearance, he didn’t pay too much attention.
Listen carefully to the teachings of Elder Zhuang, a second-level spiritual planter.
Listen to a class.
The more Qin Ming listened, the more he sighed. He had gained a lot.
Elder Zhuang’s spiritual cultivation attainments were so high that the monks present were mesmerized.
The public lecture lasted the whole day.
Finally, Elder Zhuang Xiran also answered some questions from the spiritual planters present.
“Okay, let’s stop here for today’s spiritual planting class.”
“I will give you some lessons tomorrow.”
“You can stay in Yingke Garden for one night.”
“But the content of the next examination is limited to middle-grade and above spiritual planters, and the rest will disperse.”
After Zhuang Xiran said that, he stood up and left.
The monks in Wu Zhen Hall also left one after another.
Qin Ming also planned to escape first.
But one of his feet had just stepped out of the palace door.
A familiar voice came from behind.
“Fellow Daoist Qin, don’t leave in a hurry!”
Qin Ming turned around and saw that it was Jiang Kun.
Jiang Kun narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at Qin Ming, and asked coldly: “My incompetent junior brother Chen Zi’ang was destroyed in the back mountain near the spiritual field.”
“I don’t know, what does Fellow Daoist Qin think of this?”
After saying that, he stared at Qin Ming with his eyes, observing his reaction.
Qin Ming looked surprised when he heard this, and said in shock: “Ah? This is actually happening?”
Jiang Kun stared at Qin Ming and continued to question: “You really don’t know? I heard that Junior Brother Chen went to see you before something happened.”
“That’s right, Senior Brother Chen did come to me one day to discuss joining your company.”
“I didn’t see him for several days after that.”
“I don’t know where the jade talisman in Brother Qin’s hand came from.” Jiang Kun continued to ask.
“My jade talisman was given to me by Pavilion Master Gu. If you don’t believe me, Senior Brother Jiang, you can ask her.” Qin Ming’s face was not red even when he lied.
Anyway, Jiang Kun and Jingxue Pavilion were sworn enemies, so it was impossible to confront Gu Qingzhao.
Qin Ming talked without changing his expression.
He paused for a moment, then suddenly changed his words and asked, “Senior Brother Jiang, are you doubting me as a spiritual farmer?”
Jiang Kun’s eyes were wandering. After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, “Haha, how could that be?”
“I just have a little bit of confusion in my heart, so I’m just asking.”
When Qin Ming heard this, he smiled at the other party and said, “Since I don’t have anything to say, I’ll take my leave first.”
He was already convinced that the other party didn’t have any evidence at all, and it was just suspicion.
He didn’t dare to do anything to him blatantly in Lingyu Sect.
Qin Ming then followed the other spiritual planters and entered the Yingbin Garden next door to take a short rest and have some tea and dinner.
After Qin Ming left.
A monk who was following Jiang Kun stepped forward and asked, “What should I do, Senior Brother Jiang? Do you want it?”
“No rush. Just wait and see.”
“Uncle Zhuang’s matters are important these two days, don’t cause any trouble.”
“If you want to take action, you can’t do it inside the door.”
“I have always been puzzled as to why the four of Junior Brother Chen are missing.”
“I’ll keep an eye on this kid first, and then I’ll make a decision after my uncle’s affairs are finished tomorrow.”
Jiang Kun ordered with a gloomy look.
“yes!”
……
While Qin Ming was drinking something, he was thinking about what happened just now.
I already have a calculation in my mind.
An hour later.
Classes begin again.
This time, there were two-thirds fewer spiritual planters left in the palace.
Only a hundred monks were left.
Qin Ming looked around the hall and found that Jiang Kun was not here either.
Not long after.
Elder Zhuang Xiran walked into the hall again.
He looked at the monks present, nodded, and started teaching again.
Right now.
Boom!
When Elder Zhuang was halfway through his speech, there was a loud sound that shook the earth and the mountains!
The monks present were shocked and panicked for a moment.
(End of chapter)