After Konghou and Huan Zong parted, he turned his head and ran to the dining hall.
The brothers and sisters in the dining hall were very happy when they saw Konghou, and they enthusiastically recommended their latest food. Kong Hou skipped a row of odd-shaped things and picked out a few desserts that looked delicious.
"Uncle Shi..." A man in a clean blue shirt raised his head from the big wok, his face was sweaty from the smoke from the fireworks, Kong Hou carefully identified it for a while, and then he recognized that this was the grand-nephew of Huan Zong who did not know which generation. Chu Jixuan. He didn't go to the Wuweizhuang gate, how could he be in the dining hall of Yunhuamen
"Ji Xuan." Kong Hou smiled and nodded at him, "Why are you here?"
"In order to improve our pursuit of cooking, the disciples in the village will all take turns in the dining hall of your sect." Chu Jixuan smiled and was very satisfied with the dining hall of Yunhuamen, "Your sect is rich in ingredients, and fellow Daoists are easy to get along with, disciples from top to bottom. I have great respect for chefs and cultivators, and all the disciples in the village like to come here to take turns."
After entering the sect, he realized that the status of the kitchen cultivator is not high in the comprehension world. But the disciples of Yunhuamen were different. They never neglected him because he was a new disciple. Whenever he met him, he would greet him kindly and politely, and often stuffed him with various good ingredients.
Brothers and sisters often say that after they attach themselves to Yunhua's sect, they truly realize what it means to be at home and what it means to be supremely respected.
As a chef, my favorite compliment is that the diners have a great appetite for every carefully cooked meal.
"Your great-uncle is here too. Go and say hello to him when you have time." Seeing that it was almost lunch time, Konghou knew that they would be busy soon, "I'll bring him some snacks first."
"Uncle Shi, wait." Chu Jixuan glanced at the few desserts on Konghou's tray, added a few more desserts to her tray, and said in a euphemistic tone, "These are also popular with the disciples of your sect. "
Kong Hou immediately understood, and silently put back all the snacks he had taken before.
After a period of time, the brothers and sisters' pursuit of cooking has become more and more self-reliant, and they are not grounded.
"Grandpa Tai, is he okay?" Chu Jixuan wiped his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
Kong Hou nodded and said with a smile, "He's fine, do you want to come see him with me?"
"That's good." Chu Jixuan nodded dazedly, and then shook his head quickly, "I won't bother Grandpa Tai." After joining Wuweizhuang, he wrote back to his father and mother, and the father's The reply mentioned the secrets of the palace hundreds of years ago, and he realized that the relationship between Grandpa Tai and the Chu family was not a pleasant one.
The father specially emphasized that if you encounter Grandpa Tai, you should not harass him, let alone annoy him. It was the Chu family who felt sorry for Grandpa Tai.
"What do you mean by shaking your head and nodding?"
"I..." Chu Jixuan shook his head, "The younger generation means that the uncle and grandfather have come from afar, and the younger generation will not disturb his rest."
Konghou didn't ask any more questions and nodded his head to show his understanding. Turning around, he saw a few disciples talking and laughing as they walked inside, and said, "You guys are busy, I'll take my leave first."
"Uncle Shi, walk slowly." Chu Jixuan bowed his hands respectfully. It has only been a few months since he joined Wuweizhuang, and his actions are much more mature and stable than when he first met him.
As soon as Guilin and the others walked to the door of the dining hall, they saw a woman with a lovely smile and a beautiful face walking over with a smile.
"Senior Sister Kong, Senior Sister Konghou, I have seen Senior Sister, hello Senior Sister." Li Rou blushed and bowed obediently to Konghou.
"Hello, all juniors and seniors." Kong Hou nodded in return, his black and white eyes swept across them, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and occupy a seat. When the others come, you won't be able to grab the food you want."
Li Rou blushed and said in a weak voice, "Well, thank you for reminding me."
The disciples, who were already used to her loud voice, were not used to Li Rou's sudden wriggling appearance, so they couldn't help rubbing her arms secretly.
Guilin noticed that Konghou was carrying snacks for several people, guessed that she was bringing something for others, and bowed to Konghou: "Welcome Senior Sister back."
"There's no need to be so polite." Konghou noticed that the junior brother who spoke was exquisite in appearance and extraordinary in manners, and gave him a second look, "Are you all new disciples?"
"Yes, my name is Guilin."
"Guilin..." Konghou nodded, "Guiyun is halfway into the ridge, Linshui, Frost and Autumn... a good name."
Upon returning home, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he bowed his head in a salute: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your praise."
Kong Houfu smiled again: "Okay, you all go to eat, and leave."
"Senior sister, walk slowly." Gui Lin hunched over, smelling the faint fragrance of the girl passing by.
After a few of them were seated, he found that Li Rou saw that his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes.
"You have something wrong!" Li Rou rolled her eyes at him, "I really didn't see that you had such a scheming."
Guilin's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and then he firmly clamped the dish: "What do you mean?"
"You actually grabbed the attention of Senior Sister in front of me," Li Rou gritted her teeth and said, "My hatred with you will never be shared."
I almost didn't hold the chopsticks firmly when I returned, what's wrong with this? Li Rou is a woman, she is a woman, in front of a senior sister, what kind of attention is grabbing? !
Konghou carried snacks all the way to the other courtyard where Liuguangzong stayed. The disciple named Xiaodong was guarding the door. He saw Konghou and saluted her: "Uncle Master."
"Xiao Dong, is Huan Zong here?"
"Uncle Shi is in Shizu's yard." Xiaodong pointed in the direction, "Just now."
"Thank you." Konghou walked in the direction Xiaodong pointed.
Xiaodong looked at her graceful back, and couldn't help but wonder, after such a good-natured Master Konghou and Master become a Taoist companion, will Master become a lot milder
In Songhe's room, Zhi He looked at Huan Zong who suddenly appeared, and felt very inexplicable. He had heard that the disciples of Liuguang Zong were very polite and abided by the rules, so why would the younger generation suddenly break into the yard where the elder lived? Turning his head to look at Songhe, there is no anger on his face. What kind of status is this real person of Huan Zong in the Glazed Light Sect.
"Zhihe, this is my incompetent nephew, the peak master of Luanfeng Peak." Song He smiled slightly and greeted Huan Zong, "What are you doing standing at the door, come in and sit."
"Uncle Master." Huan Zong bowed his hands to Song He, such a graceful son.
Zhihe said in shock, "The peak master of Luanfeng Peak, isn't the real person Zhongxi?"
"Brother Zhihe doesn't know. After my apprentice nephew entered the sect, the apprentice named him Zhongxi, but his lay name was Huanzong." Song He smiled more gently, "This is The child remembers the old days, and does not forget the kindness of his biological mother, so he likes to use the name of the layman when he goes out." He never mentioned that Jiufengmen wanted to marry, and wanted to give Zhihe a little more face.
Not to mention that the nephew and the girl Konghou already had a friendship, even if he didn't have a woman he cared about, they would not disregard his wishes and let him be with someone reluctantly. Although medicinal materials are important, what is the meaning of Jianxiu's life, the pursuit of the supreme path of his own heart, and the survival obtained by selling his body and mind
He didn't understand why Jiufengmen suddenly had this idea. Although from the sect's point of view, it was a good thing for the two disciples under the sect to join forces, but people are people after all, even if people outside say that the sword cultivators are cold like Swords are the same, but they can't really treat them as swords.
Although Song He didn't mention it, Zhi He was unwilling to give up. He looked at Huan Zong and said, "It turns out that my nephew is the peak master of Zhongxi. I wonder how you feel about this matter?"
"I'm sorry." Huan Zong said coldly, "Your sect's female disciples have outstanding talents, and the younger generation is not worthy of it."
"I don't think I'm worthy, but I don't want to." Zhi He was a little unhappy by Huan Zong's rejection without hesitation, and couldn't keep the smile on his face, "Zhong Xi, I heard that you are expensive. Zong urgently needs the blood of the phoenix, how precious this kind of thing is, you should also know very well, do you really not consider it?"
"Please forgive me, Peak Master, there are things you can give up, and there are things you can't give up." Huan Zong's expression was calm, "The younger generation understands how precious the blood of the Phoenix is. But please rest assured, the Peak Master, your sect has the matter of the blood of the Phoenix. If you go out of this door today, it will never reach the ears of others again."
Song He glanced at Huan Zong with a slightly surprised look. His nephew, he actually said this. If it was in the past, he would not have considered these things. It seems that people still need to walk outside more and have more knowledge in order to make progress.
On this point, Zhihe did not doubt the conduct of Liu Guangzong. He tried to adjust his mentality: "If this is the case, then I will leave."
"Why is Brother Zhihe so anxious? Sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving." Song He stood up and held back.
"No need." Zhi He was a little disappointed. In his opinion, Zhong Xi and Ling Yue's formation as Taoist companions was a good thing without any harm, since the other party didn't want to, he couldn't force it, "It will be successful in two days. I have to go back and prepare the congratulatory gift for Shi-nephew Yi's baby ceremony."
This is just a pretext. When the representatives of the major sects came, they had already prepared congratulatory gifts, how could they wait until now to prepare. Song He didn't reveal it, and sent Zhi He to the door, "Brother Zhi He, walk slowly."
"Brother Songhe, please stay." Zhihe Chao Songhe and Huan Zong handed over, "Brother Songhe, nephew Zhongxi, farewell."
Huan Zong didn't look at him, but suddenly raised his head and looked towards the round arch with hanging flowers on the right.
Kong Hou was holding a tray of desserts and stood by the door watching him.
Fingertips trembled, Huan Zong opened his mouth: "Konghou..."
In Zhihe's mouth, Konghou faintly heard the words "Xiannephew Zhongxi". She glanced behind Huan Zong and Songhe, and saw two sword cultivators in disciple robes, but there was no one of them. He is nine feet tall and looks handsome.
Before it could be discerned, Zhi He had already walked over. Konghou took a step back and bowed his knees to Zhihe.
When Zhihe saw Konghou, he nodded slightly to her, suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Huan Zong, and then at Konghou.
I see…
Originally thought that Zhong Xi was heartless and ruthless, and did not have a woman he liked, so the sect began to think of marriage. Knowing that Zhong Xi was interested in this new disciple of Yunhuamen, he would never open his mouth.
Be a good swordsman, talk about swordsmanship, what can't you talk about, but you have to talk about feelings.
Zhi He sighed in his heart. Throughout the ages, how many monks who are addicted to love have survived
"Uncle Songhe." When Konghou saw Songhe, he remembered the words that Songhe had taken away, and bowed obediently to him.
"You two juniors are talking slowly, I'll go to Wang Dao to discuss the Dao." Song He forced a smile at Konghou, turned around and walked out, not forgetting to take the other disciples with him.
The yard suddenly became quiet.
"I… "
"Where is the real person Zhongxi?" Konghou put the tray into Huan Zong's hand, and reached out to look at him.
Huan Zong used a small technique to transfer the tray to the stone table in the yard, and pulled Konghou's shoulder: "There is no real Zhongxi in the house." He looked at the girl's ignorant eyes and said slowly, "Konghou, I The common family name is Huanzong, which is a taboo given to me by my mother. Later, I worshipped the Glazed Light Sect, and the master said that my life was noble and I needed a noble Taoist name to be suitable, so my Taoist name…”
"Zhongxi."
Kong Hou stared blankly at Huan Zong, with countless emotions tumbling in his heart. After a long time, she asked, "Nine feet tall?"
"This is a false rumor from outsiders, but there is a Xie Xiu who was killed by me and was nine feet tall."
"Both eyes are like electricity?" Kong Hou looked up at Huan Zong's eyes, and silently covered his face. These eyes are beautiful and deep, as if the stars are filled with stars in the sky. Indeed... indeed, his eyes are like electricity.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to coax you. It's just that the name Zhongxi often causes unnecessary sensation. When I go out this time, in order to travel the world, I have completely abandoned my responsibility as the peak master of the Glazed Light Sect." Huan Zong's long eyelashes trembled, "Konghou, don't have a relationship with me because of this."
He grabbed Konghou's sleeve and shook it, and withstanding his shame, he buried his head and leaned on Konghou's shoulder, "Will you forgive me?"
There was warmth on his shoulders, the scent of medicine lingered on the tip of his nose, and Kong Hou's brain was a little dizzy. Suddenly, she reached out and patted Huan Zong's back lightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not angry with you, be good."
Huan Zong raised his head, looked at the girl's eyes coaxing the child, and suddenly laughed. He took her to the stone table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of her: "If you have anything to ask me, I'll tell you everything."
"Wait." Kong Hou took a sip of tea, and his chaotic mind, bewildered by beauty, finally found a trace of clarity, "Let me stroke it."
"So, you are said to be nine feet tall, with eyes like electricity, able to stop children from crying at night, reaching the stage of distraction at the age of two hundred, and being the master of one peak?" Konghou drank a cup of tea. After most of the time, he spoke again, "The first genius of the millennium?"
"What kind of a thousand-year-old genius, but the world's false praise..."
"So you're three hundred and twenty-eight years old this year?" Kong Hou calculated carefully, "Huan Zong, you are three hundred years older than me, and you still have a fraction of eleven years."
Huan Zong turned his head to look at Konghou, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said, "En."
The wind blew across the courtyard, making the leaves rustled.
Huan Zong looked at the swaying leaves, as if he saw his own heart that was swaying constantly. He looked down at the teacup in his hand, "Would you... dislike my age?"
She secretly glanced at Huan Zong's flawless face, such a face, let alone more than 300 years old, even if she was a thousand years old, she was reluctant to dislike it.
"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, men are older and more mature." Konghou hurriedly took a sip from the teacup, her words sounded a little out of place.
"Thank you." Huan Zong held Konghou's wrist, "Also, I'm sorry."
"It's just a name." Konghou said very generously, "No matter what your name is, you are also you, and your name is just a code." Konghou remembered that he was still in front of Huan Zong and asked if the real person Zhongxi looked good. It didn't look good, so he silently covered his face, "It's just... I'm a little embarrassed."
"I knew you were the real person Zhong Xi, and I would never ask those stupid questions." The more he recalled, the more embarrassed he became. Konghou felt that he could not face Huan Zong normally.
"No shame." Huan Zong stood up, walked in front of Konghou, squatted in front of her, looked up at her sitting on the stone bench, "I have a bad memory, I forgot a lot of things, I just remember... You have always been beautiful and beautiful. cute."
What does it feel like for a perfect man, squatting in front of him, looking up at himself with tender and affectionate eyes
Konghou couldn't describe in simple words, she felt as if she was sitting on the whole world at the moment. She is the queen, the ruler of the world. She wanted to bow her head and touch Huan Zong's forehead.
But reason stopped her from this crazy idea. She didn't want to be regarded as a disciple by Huan Zong at a young age.
But if you can have this look for a long time, have this person, it seems...
"Can Daoist Zhongxi be here?" Wu Chuan's voice sounded outside the door.
Kong Hou recovered from his fascination with beauty, coughed dryly, and sat upright. Senior Brother Wuchuan must not find out that she has such evil thoughts. If she is sent to a dungeon for a few days, her life will be severely challenged.
Huan Zong stood up, straightened his robes, and walked to the door: "Fellow Daoist Wuchuan, please come in."
Wu Chuan looked at Huan Zong with some doubts. Are they very hot on Yunhua Mountain? Why is Daoist Zhongxi not only blushing, but also his ears
"Thank you." Wuchuan walked into the yard and saw Konghou, "Junior sister, why are you here?"
"Huanzong was brought back by me, of course I have to entertain him well." Konghou stood up and bowed to Wuchuan, "Senior Brother Wuchuan, why are you here?"
"I'm here to tell Daoist Zhongxi that there will be a banquet in Feihe Hall in the evening. I hope Daoist Zhongxi, Songhe Peak Master and disciples of your sect can show their respect and participate." There were so many people just now that Wu Chuan couldn't take a good look at her. , and now look at her from beginning to end, "It seems that you have a good time outside, and you even have flesh on your cheeks."
Konghou: "…"
Brother, it is not a good thing to praise a girl for having flesh on her face.
Huan Zong brought a cup of tea to Wuchuan: "Thank you Wuchuan for the invitation, we will be there on time."
"It's the first time for Daoist Zhongxi to come to our Yunhuamen. I don't know if you can get used to staying here?" Wu Chuan said, "If you need anything, just tell me."
"Don't worry, with me here, I won't let Huan Zong be wronged." Kong Hou held the teacup and ate a snack.
Wu Chuan thought to himself, Junior Sister Konghou went out for half a year and brought back a lot of good things, not to mention the fact that he even brought back Jianxiu, who was rarely seen in a thousand years. The ability to bring this good thing home is really not something ordinary people can keep up with. .
However, the real person Zhongxi is indifferent, and he is very particular about his manners. Is the appearance of the junior sister a little more casual
As he was thinking so, he saw the real person Zhong Xi took out a few plates of fruit overflowing with spiritual energy from the storage ring and placed them in front of his junior sister. These spiritual fruits are all valuable things, and if you have no ability, you can't buy them with spiritual stones.
Looking at the junior sister again, she picks it up and eats it very casually, and the movements are so skilled that I don't know how many times I have done it. Look at the real person Zhong Xi again, with a gentle face, how can there be the coldness in the rumors
It seems that rumors are rumors and cannot be taken seriously. The real Zhongxi is not like a sharp sword, but more like a piece of precious jade, warm and extravagant, with extraordinary bearing.
"This kind of fruit is not delicious." Kong Hou frowned, "It's sour."
"Then we won't buy this next time." Huan Zong put away the sour spirit fruit that Konghou said was sour, replaced it with a plate of spirit melon, and turned his head to Wuchuan, "Friend Wuchuan, please."
"Thank you." Wu Chuan glanced at Konghou from the corner of his eye. Was the little junior sister Konghou so squeamish in the past? That is an oil fruit that is worth nearly one hundred spirit stone. The acid is a bit sour, but the aura is very abundant, and it is a good thing that is not easy to come by.
"Yeah." Konghou tasted another fruit, raised his eyebrows, picked a large one from the plate and handed it to Huan Zong, "This is good, you can try it."
Huan Zong's brows were dyed with tenderness, and he took a bite: "It's really delicious."
Wuchuan: "… "
There were three people sitting on this table, but he felt that he was a little redundant.
Junior sister is his junior sister, how can he be so close to outsiders
"Junior Sister Konghou, the three elders have already left. I'll take you to visit them later." Wu Chuan said, "Friend Huan Zong has come from afar, please let him rest for a while, and don't keep disturbing him."
"It's okay, I'm not tired." Huan Zong smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Konghou didn't bother me. Thank you for having her company these days."
"Which one of us is with whom?" Kong Hou stood up and stuffed a few spirit fruits that he found delicious into his storage ring, "Huan Zong, then I'm going to see the elders, you rest first, I'll come pick them up at night. You are at the banquet."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Huan Zong stood up and straightened her slightly crooked steps on the temples.
Wu Chuan felt that this was a bit inappropriate. Junior sister, a little girl, went to pick up a big man for dinner. Are the genders of the two people swapped? In front of the guests, Wu Chuan remained silent and steady.
Huan Zong sent the two brothers and sisters out of the yard. After walking for a long time, Wu Chuan saw Zhong Xi still standing at the door watching them, and said with emotion: "Daoist Zhong Xi is really polite."
"Well, Huan Zong has always been so good." Kong Hou nodded in agreement.
Wu Chuan looked at her with a smile: "Is it bad for us senior brothers?"
"Senior brothers are also super nice." Konghou hugged Wuchuan's arm and shook it, "Senior brothers are the best."
"I think you want to say that Senior Brother Cheng Yi is the best." Wu Chuan said, "Cheng Yi retreated for two days to stabilize his state of mind, and he will be out in the morning the next morning, so don't be impatient. The swordsmanship you brought back is very good. Bufan, after Cheng Yi saw it, he suddenly became enlightened and shattered his state of mind."
"Senior Brother Wuchuan, you are also very good, I won't lie to you." Kong Hou said with a smile, "I actually don't know how powerful that swordsmanship is. It would be nice if it could help you."
Wu Chuan has also noticed that his mood has loosened recently, and a breakthrough should be in sight. However, things like breaking through the mood should be stable rather than urgent, so he did not deliberately look for opportunities: "Master and the three elders have seen that set of swordsmanship, saying that it is a set of swordsmanship that has been lost for a long time. The help is very great. After the Yi Junying Ceremony is completed, it will be printed in a booklet and distributed to the various sects. Master means that the gratitude fee sent by each sect will be divided into 70% of you."
"So many?" Konghou rubbed his face, "It's enough to give me five achievements."
"There is no shortage of these spiritual stones in the sect. You should receive 90% of it. It's just that it's too much for you to spread it out. 70% is just right." Although Wu Chuan's expression was calm, what he said was very sincere. , "It's most practical to keep things like spirit stone magic treasures by yourself."
The little girl likes all kinds of beautiful flying fairy dresses, beautiful magic weapons, and no amount of spiritual stones are enough to spend.
On Qiyue Peak, Wangtong was dragged by Songhe. He also doesn't know what's going on with Song He recently. He likes to talk to him when he has something to do. They have known each other for so many years, what else is there to talk about
Reluctantly, he sat on the futon with patience, forgetting to think about when the little apprentice could finish meeting the three elders and then come back to him.
"Zhongxi, although he doesn't like to talk much, he has a very calm personality and is very protective of the people in front of him. In the early years, he discovered a lot of secret realms and saved a lot of spiritual stone artifacts." Song He After drinking a sip of tea, Jian Wangtong did not respond, and continued, "And he is also good at refining tools and drawing runes, and he has also dabbled in alchemy. He is a rare good boy."
"Zhongxi's real talent makes my generation very ashamed." Wangtong changed his sitting position and thought to himself, when did Liuguangzong also contract the fault of Zhaohanzong, and he brags about his apprentice when he has nothing to do
Zhenren Zhongxi is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is not someone from Qiyuefeng. What's the point of listening to him
"Brother Wangtong, don't say that, Zhongxi's child is very respectful to his teachers and respects his elders." Song He worried that Wangtong would misunderstand Huan Zong's arrogance, and explained, "He is your nephew, why is he? Does it make you feel ashamed?"
Wangtong changed his sitting position again, unable to understand what Song He meant.
What is wrong with the Glazed Light Sect, and why does he speak so strangely