The group entered Qingyang Palace with a chat and laughter. As for Ye Zhun, it has become the focus of the crowd.

Even though he wanted to return to find Yu Mo, he was surrounded by people and his clones were incompetent.

"I've been to Qingyang Palace, I'll take you around." Ye Qianqian had an idea.

Anyway, the heroes in the world have not arrived yet and the hero conference has not started yet. Moreover, the main hall of Qingyang Palace is mostly a group of middle-aged and elderly people. The young and young people are out of place and boring, so they happily agree.

Ye Zhun turned his head and looked at him, and was seeing the backs of several people slipping away from the side hall. He seemed to have guessed their thoughts, but he did not stop them.

Several people ran into the side hall excitedly, and the noise of the crowd was immediately gone.

"Wow, this place is so quiet, it's such a good place." Yu Yue looked around excitedly.

Ye Qianqian introduced: "This Qingyang Palace has been here for many years. It is a real ancient building. Do you think it has a very ancient meaning?"

The few people nodded quickly, walked forward and watched. Before they knew it, they walked out of the side door and came to a cliff.

Looking up, a wisp of mist enveloped the mountain, and the Qingyang Palace seemed to have become atop the clouds.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Ling Yao couldn't help but exclaim, subconsciously pulled Yu Mo and pointed at the sunshine passing through the clouds.

"You see the scenery is so beautiful."

Yu Mo smiled and nodded, "It's very beautiful."

When Ye Qianqian saw this scene, his eyelids twitched and turned his head.

Huh?

Suddenly, Ye Qianqian widened his eyes and pointed to a rock standing on the edge of the cliff not far away. Almost half of the rock stretched out outside the cliff.

What attracted Ye Qianqian was not the rock, but the people above.

A little novice monk.

He sat on the rock, facing the cliff, his eyes slightly closed, and a small wooden fish was placed in front of him, which was green in color, like bluestone.

The little novice monk was hitting the wooden fish, but there was no sound.

This is the most surprising thing, the place that attracts Ye Qianqian.

"You guys look over there!" Ye Qianqian called out.

The attention of several people was immediately attracted. They looked at the little novice monk at the same time and noticed the extraordinary thing about him knocking on wooden fish.

"How strange, why didn't he sound at all when he hit the wooden fish? I clearly saw that the little hammer landed on the wooden fish?" Tang Jing grabbed his head and said to himself.

Ye Qianqian gave him a blank look and said, "Fatty, you don't know, that's not called Xiao Hammer, but Qianqiu."

Tang Jing said with a smile: "I am a poor student, it's not surprising that I don't know."

"How could there be a little novice here?" Yu Mo asked in surprise.

Ye Qianqian said: "It should be the one who came to attend the Heroes Conference this time."

"Since that's the case, meeting is fate, so let's say hello." Yu Mo's heart moved, and he was very curious about the little shaman's attack on the wooden fish. He was about to get closer to see clearly.

The few people walked to the rock, and the little novice monk ignored him, as if he had no idea that they were coming and was completely immersed in his own world.

At close range, the few people saw it more and more clearly.

The little novice hit the wooden fish rhythmically, and the hammer hit the wooden fish quite hard, but the strange thing is that there is no sound at all.

The few people's eyes widened involuntarily, trying to see the mystery, but in the end, they all gave up.

Because, they really can't see where the mystery lies.

"interesting!"

Yu Mo thought to himself and said loudly: "This little master has disturbed me."

The little shami opened her eyes. His eyes were like a calm lake, without a trace of turmoil. Just one look made people feel at ease.

"It's not simple!" Yu Mo felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

"Dear donors, is there anything wrong?" asked the little novice monk, his voice clear, like an echo of the empty valley, cleaning people's hearts.

The faces of several people became serious.

Their vision is not bad, and they also see the extraordinaryness of this little novice monk.

Yu Mo said straight to the point: "My little master, we saw you knocking on wooden fish, but there was no sound of knocking. I wonder if we can solve our doubts?"

A smile also appeared on the corner of the little shaman's mouth and said, "I knocked on this wooden fish for myself, so the sound is in my heart, so there is no sound on this wooden fish."

The voice is in the heart!

This sentence seemed to have a lot of Zen meaning. Yu Mo stared at the little shakimi and said, "If the wooden fish knocked on others, can you hear the sound?"

The little novice nodded.

"Is the little master from Tianlong Temple?" Yu Mo said with a firm tone.

The little novice nodded and said with a smile: "Can the donor look at the face? You can see it all."

"Only the people in Tianlong Temple have such extraordinary abilities," said Yu Mo.

"The donor is joking. I am a little novice monk in Tianlong Temple. I don't look like a donor. I am a real person." The little novice monk said with a smile.

But he seemed to have recognized Yu Mo and there was something in his words.

"We have disturbed the little master's practice, let's say goodbye first." Yu Mo turned around and left, looking up at the heroes of the world in his heart.

After seeing Tianji Pavilion and Sword Sect, he felt that the famous sects in the world were nothing but fame.

But when he saw the little novice monk from Tianlong Temple, he realized that he was shallow and that there were many heroes in the world and could not be generalized.

The others also thought about the taste, looked at Xiaoxia Mi deeply, turned around and left with Yu Mo.

When they returned to the side hall, they hurriedly grabbed Yu Mo and asked, "Yu Mo, that little novice monk is of a big background, and his demeanor is extraordinary."

"Brother Mo, I feel a little guilty when facing this little novice monk." Tang Jingtian was not afraid, but he actually said so at this moment.

No one laughed at him because no one could see through this little novice monk.

Yu Mo nodded and said, "Tianlong Temple is not ordinary. If you have the chance, you must go to Tianlong Temple for a walk."

It is said that very few people from Tianlong Temple and Lingshan walk in the secular world, and few people see it. This time, not only did Tianlong Temple come, but also Lingshan come.

It can be seen that this hero conference is extraordinary.

Yu Mo took a deep breath and felt aroused all kinds of passion. This hero conference was caused by him, and these famous sects have all come out of the mountains. It seems that his reputation is indeed quite good.

"Let's go around and see if we can see the people from Lingshan." Yu Mo had a sudden idea. However, as soon as they walked out of the side hall, the group came towards him.

"There is no chance to leave now." Yu Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Yu Mo, where are you running around when you come and go?" The leader of the Tang Sect waved to Yu Mo and laughed happily: "You kid makes such a big battle and still want to run away, haha!"

Yu Mo had no choice but to say, "Master Tang, where did I run away? I just wandered around."

The leader of the Tang Sect patted Yu Mo's shoulder heavily and said with emotion: "You really surprised us. Hehe, after the hero conference is over, we must talk to you all night and listen to the details."
Chapter completed!