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"Hmph!" The elder of the Western Regions snorted coldly, "Gao Lan, I tell you that Ustan's child is still lying in the meditation room! I gave up this old face and asked Han Tianmo to come out and compete with you on the observation stage!" Seeing that he was about to get excited again, the old monk around him quickly grabbed him: "Okay, mohan, why bother to see the child? Go back."

Gao Lan's heart moved and said, "Elder Mohan, I know the magical healing technique. Can I allow my disciples to visit and treat? Senior Brother Zalxi suffered all kinds of skin injuries, and I will be able to cure him soon." The elder of the Western Regions did not answer and took the elders back to the gate of the courtyard. The old monk stopped and turned around and said, "Xiaolan, you really have this intention. Go to finish the morning class first and come to see me in the afternoon."

"Yes!" Gao Lan nodded quickly. Unexpectedly, he was tortured by two mental illnesses early in the morning. Gao Lan and King Yuhan both looked helpless. Seeing that it was getting late, they quickly drove up the clouds and flew towards the Chuangong Academy.

However, the rules of the Chuangong Academy are not strict. Many disciples did not attend classes on time because they went out to do tasks. Gao Lan and King Pi Han quietly returned to their seats and began to listen to the lectures of the Chuangong Elder. The Chuangong Elder may not only talk about cultivation every day, but often tell some allusions and fables. Gao Lan sometimes enjoys listening, and it is also good to increase his experiences.

At noon, the morning class ended. Gao Lan also remembered the words of the old monk in the precepts academy in his heart, and went to the precepts academy alone and met him.

"Xiaolan, are you really here? Very good." The old monk looked very pleased after leaving the yard and saw Gao Lan, because Gao Lan was not the kind of person who was brave and fierce, and her heart was very pure. In fact, after Gao Lan attracted the attention of the elders, someone would naturally check her resume. The elders also knew that Gao Lan's predecessor was the true spirit of Lingshan Xiaohu, and he was also the one who protected Tang Monk to obtain scriptures in the West.

Although everyone's value orientation cannot be the same, the old monk obviously agreed with Gao Lan's actions. "Xiaolan, I am acquaintances. We are also acquaintances. I can also see that you really want to resolve this grudge, but Elder Mohan is the chief dean here. He went to the Inner Elders' Courtyard to ask for a visit to Han Tianmo in the morning. Maybe he really wants to arrange a trial-watching contest!"

"Don't worry, elder of Xinjie, Han Tianmo has a high opinion of himself. The disciples think he is unlikely to come out to compete with an outer disciple, especially with someone like me." Gao Lan also clasped his hands and bowed for a moment, which seemed very relaxed. Han Tianmo always wanted to take Gao Lan as a mount. How could he pull his face off and fight with a "mount" to watch the punishment platform? This does not conform to his personality.

"Yes, I'll be relieved when this happens." Elder Xinjie thought for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Since that's the case, let's go to Zenxinyuan together. Can you treat Zalsi's injuries? Don't worry, with me here, those people will definitely not dare to make things difficult for you. If you heal his injuries, I will talk to Mohan again, and the matter will be over. After all, going to the Observation and Exercise Platform is not a good thing."

"Disciple understand." Gao Lan agreed with her. Although she has made great progress now and is the number one person under the Immortal Lord, Han Tianmo is not a soft-legged shrimp. This guy has been hiding very deeply and must have powerful means. Gao Lan is not familiar with him, and it is really hard to say whether the winner or loser is. And even if she beat him, it is definitely not a good thing.

After all, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng warned her that Han Tianmo must have his own master and a considerable force behind it. At the end of the scriptures that day, someone publicly challenged Sun Wukong. Even if Gao Lan was not afraid of Han Tianmo, he had to take care of the people behind him. After all, the time for Tathagata to spread the scriptures to the East Land was still short, and the entire Lingshan had no signal that the whole of the Lingshan Mountain had begun to reshuffle. It was not the time to take action at this time.

What Tang Seng and his disciples need to do is to be the right-hand man of Tathagata, rather than the fool who charges randomly.

Gao Lan and Elder Xinjie walked around and thought about this matter again, thinking that it would be better to temporarily resolve it into a grudge. After all, her purpose was to establish her authority. Now that she has established her prestige, she has to be gentle.

At this time, there was a place in the Elders' Courtyard in the inner gate of Lingshan.

The elder Mohan, who had a white scarf, was sitting on a stool and saying something.

The entire Lingshan Mountain is divided into three parts: outer sect, inner sect and true sect. Each part has several disciples and elders. These people have strict ranks, and superior disciples can enter the lower sect's domain at will, but subordinate disciples must not enter the higher sect's domain. Violators will re-do. However, if they are elders, they have certain authority to be able to accommodate them, and Elder Mohan also found the inner sect.

Here is a meditation room in the inner gate elders' courtyard. However, facing the elders and disciples of the inner gate, Elder Mohan obviously couldn't straighten his waist and didn't even dare to sit on the stool. He just bent there in vain and said something carefully. Sitting above him was an elder of the same age, an old woman with a crutch on her hand and her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The disciple sitting on the other side was probably between young and middle-aged, with thick hair, dark skin, long hands and feet, and two big earrings. This man was Han Tianmo. The disciple of the Lingshan inner sect who had always wanted to take the True Spirit Xiaohu as his mount could break through to the secret realm of the Cave Heaven almost at any time. However, at this time, he listened to Elder Mohan's words, but he just sneered on his face, and his expression showed deep disdain.

"Elder Mohan, you need not say much. It is impossible for me to go to the observation stage to duel with the True Spirit Xiaohu." Sure enough, just like what Gao Lan said, Han Tianmo stretched out his hand and waved it. The flesh-colored palms and the dark back of his hand formed a clear layer, giving people an unquestionable feeling. Elder Mohan quickly stopped, but looked up at Han Tianmo and seemed a little unwilling to accept it.

"But... But Gao Lan said that she got rid of the photograph of you, the inner disciple. If you don't take action to prove it..."

"Hmm? Do you believe her if you say that?"

Han Tianmo snorted coldly, causing Elder Mohan's body to shake slightly. Han Tianmo sneered: "It's just that the tribe members in your country have been repaired by Gao Lan. Do you want me to stand up and teach Gao Lan a lesson, right? Han Tianmo was born to hate someone who uses me the most and uses me as a gun! If you say it bluntly, I might also help this. Now you use this method to inspire me to fight, thinking I am an idiot?"

"No, no, I definitely don't mean that..."

"What do you mean?" Han Tianmo's voice increased a lot, and he slapped the stone table with his palm, which immediately shook the entire stone table into pieces! "If it were someone else, you would be polite, I wouldn't mind teaching you a lesson. But you made two mistakes: First, you shouldn't use this method to deceive me, and second, this opponent can do it, but the Zhenling Xiaohu can't do it!"

"She is my mere mount. Do you let me and her compete fairly on the observation stage? If you weren't the elder of the outer sect, I, Han Tianmo, wouldn't let you go out of this door!"

After hearing Han Tianmo's harsh words, Elder Mohan stood up, afraid and indignant, but did not dare to say a word. At this time, Han Tianmo finally issued an order to expel the guests: "Come, see the guests!" After he finished speaking, Elder Mohan could no longer stay there. He quickly put his hands together and bowed Xuxu, and hurriedly left the Zen room. Han Tianmo also looked angry, grabbed the tea on the table and drank several sips, but his breath had not calmed down.

"You child..." The old woman next to her shook her head and said nothing more, but got up and chased her out with a crutch. Out of politeness, she also wanted to give Elder Mohan. After all, even if she was not an elder, she was an old man. It was really inappropriate to call and drink like this. Just after the old woman left the door, a slight golden light flashed in the back hall, and then a slender young man appeared in front of Han Tianmo.

"Tianmo. It's been five hundred years, but your mind has not yet been smoothed out!"

"Ah, Senior Brother Nebra, why are you here?" As soon as the young man appeared, Han Tianmo stood up, clasped his hands and bowed respectfully, and at first he was domineering and arrogant. If Tang Seng and the others were here, they should be able to recognize the young man in front of him immediately, who was the disciple who challenged Sun Wukong in the Lingjiu Immortal Palace. Although he was obviously a monk from the Han Tianmo clan, he had too many differences in his entire body.

This young man has a very well-proportioned figure, giving people a perfect feeling. Although he is also wearing a monk's robe and earrings, the exposed skin is not as dark as Han Tianmo, but is shining with a faint golden luster. This temperament is like Sun Wukong and others who have made great achievements. After bathing in the Buddha's light, he becomes a true disciple of Lingshan.

"Senior Brother, if you are not in the True Teaching Academy, how could I come to the Junior Brother? If you delay your practice, how can I afford to offend me?" Han Tianmo respectfully gave up his seat, but the True Teaching disciple did not sit down. He just held a string of small Buddhist beads in one hand and slowly walked two steps. "Tianmo, you are a genius in cultivation. You are only one step away from entering the secret realm of the Cave Heaven. If you can take this step and make great merits and become the True Teaching, we brothers will have a solid path in the future."

"Senior Brother Nebra, isn't the path we brothers are taking in Lingshan now solid?" Han Tianmo looked puzzled. However, the true disciple shook his head and said, "It is not the same as before. The head teacher relies on us on the surface, but has now passed on the scriptures to Dongtu. Sooner or later, the great sect will have a change in the future. Only when it becomes the true disciple can he have the strength to determine his destiny."

"..." Han Tianmo heard this and his thick eyebrows gradually frowned. He remembered what happened a few days ago, and seemed to have confirmed something. At this time, Senior Brother Nebra said: "Among us brothers, you have the most hope of achieving true teachings, but the difference is a little merit and a little cultivation! You can't take this step. It's not that you have not practiced hard enough, but that you have not got rid of the shackles in your heart. You are afraid of facing the true spirit little tiger!"
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