The night wind was cool, the sky had entered early summer, and the insects were chirping intermittently. Seeing that Lin Dendrobium was following far behind, Konghou dragged Huan Zong into the grove.
"Shh." Kong Hou put his hand to his lips, "Don't make a sound."
Huan Zong's eyelids trembled, his ears and cheeks were red and hot, and he nodded lightly. When he noticed that Konghou stretched out his hand to pull at his clothes, his voice trembled slightly: "Are you here?"
"Where are you not here?" Konghou said confidently, "Where are you not here? Let's hurry up before Senior Lin comes over."
Huan Zong: "..."
He can't be that fast.
Lin Hu on the trail stopped, and he felt a little embarrassed looking at his feet. With the blood of a monster on his body, he is not only extremely fast, but also has a very good hearing. He heard clearly what Miss Konghou said to the son. With a sigh, I didn't expect that the young master is such a person, and he doesn't pay much attention to the barren fields.
After a while, he saw the young man in a white robe come out from behind the bushes, his expression even more ugly.
It's only been a stick of incense before the time has come, so the young master...
"The outfit just now is too ostentatious. My senior sisters like to see beautiful women the most, so they can't show it to them for nothing." Konghou stood up on tiptoe to help Huan Zong tidy up the white jade crown, and then sighed, "But you look like this. It looks good and will be seen by people in whatever you wear."
The blood on Huan Zong's face had not completely disappeared. Hearing Konghou's words, he smiled: "Then I wear a mask?"
"What mask are you wearing, I'm such a stingy person." Konghou took Huan Zong's hand and jumped on his back, "Let's go, let's go back."
Huan Zong carefully supported her, turned to look at the end of the trail, and signaled Lin Hu, who was hiding his figure, not to follow, and then slowly walked forward with Konghou on his back.
Lin Hu: "..."
Why did he promise the sect master to accompany the young master to travel with him? There is absolutely no need for his existence here.
Seeing Master Qiu Shuang and the others from a distance, Kong Hou jumped off Huan Zong's back, straightened his clothes, and walked in front of them as if nothing had happened. Everyone in Yunhuamen had a smile on their faces, as if something good had happened. Seeing that Konghou and Huan Zong came back so late, they didn't ask much, but Linghui joked, "Why did you guys come back so early?"
There are so many fun things in the city, and the two of them are in the same mood, so what does it look like if they don't take the opportunity to play for a while.
"Come back later." Konghou glanced at everyone, almost all of them came back.
No, there is one less person.
"Where's the return?" Konghou looked at Li Rou who was sitting in the corner with someone eating snacks, "Rourou, can you see the return?"
"Uncle, I went shopping with other uncles and uncles. I didn't go with Guilin." Li Rou was a little puzzled. "Guilin doesn't like to go out to play on weekdays. Even if he goes out to play, he will come back soon."
Konghou's brows furrowed even tighter. Guilin is the apprentice of the senior brother. If something really happened, what would she explain to the senior brother? What's more, although Guilin doesn't like to talk, he has a good nature and is hardworking. He might be the most diligent disciple of their Qiyuefeng, and the future of Qiyuefeng will be placed on him in the future.
"Uncle Shi, I'll take a few people to look for it." Kong Hou frowned, "I'm worried that something happened."
Qiu Shuang nodded: "Wuchuan and Konghou, you take a few high-cultivation disciples to look for them separately. Once you find them, report them immediately."
When Huan Zong saw this, he wanted to go with Konghou, but Qiu Shuang stopped him: "Zhongxi Zhenren, this is a trivial matter of the sect, how can I trouble the real person."
"It's alright, this city is full of well-known and decent monks, and evil cultivators dare not do evil in it. My nephew should have forgotten the time, it's not a big deal." Konghou knew that his uncle was for Huan Zong and Liu. For the sake of Guangzong's reputation.
At this exchange meeting, Huan Zong showed his face in front of countless monks, and the monks who participated in the exchange meeting must have known him. A junior from Yunhua Sect was lost, but he was so tired that Master Zhongxi of the Glazed Light Sect went to find it in person. If this kind of words spread, it was inevitable that some people would think that the Glazed Light Sect would bow down to please Yunhua Sect and the like. Sometimes the rumors spread too much, there is nothing between the elders of the sect, and there may be a rift between the younger generation, which affects future feelings.
Qiu Shuang was reluctant to take care of trivial matters, but she saw clearly when it came to the long-term interests of the sect.
Huan Zong also wanted to understand this, he glanced at Konghou, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
A smile appeared on Qiu Shuang's face: "I got a new tea recently. If Master Zhongxi doesn't mind, just drink a cup with me."
"Thank you Elder Qiushuang for the hospitality." Huan Zong saw Konghou jumping onto the flying sword, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the night, and followed Elder Qiushuang into the flying palace.
"Although this tea is refreshing, it has a long aftertaste." Qiu Shuang pushed the teacup in front of Huan Zong, "Zhong Xi, please try it."
Huan Zong held the cup in both hands and took a sip. It was exactly as the elder Qiushuang said, with a long aftertaste. He put down the teacup and said respectfully, "It's fine for the real person to call the junior Huan Zong."
Qiu Shuang smiled: "If that's the case, then I'll call you Da Da. Huan Zong, the cultivator's emotions are the same as this cup of tea. Only proper restraint can make it last longer. The cultivator's lifespan is too long, and it makes a lot of people grow. The strong feelings have become sparse. The real Kuiying separated from his Taoist companion because the relationship faded. Later, his ascension failed and his whereabouts were unknown. It was also because of the Taoist companion's death that he left a knot in his heart. You cannot become immortal on the spot."
Kui Ying Zhenren, the only loose immortal who could possibly live in the cultivation world for nearly a thousand years, is also an alert weapon for countless cultivators in the cultivation world when they want to form a Taoist partner. According to incomplete statistics, after Kui Ying's ascension failed, the number of monks who became Dao Companions in the entire cultivation world dropped significantly. In the past century, the number of monks who became Dao Companions was almost as small as that of the Five Spirit Root monks.
"Thank you for the reminder, but the junior is different from the real Kuiying." Huan Zong met the eyes of the real Qiushuang, and did not dodge or avoid it.
Qiu Shuang was slightly startled, what kind of eyes are these? Calm down and hide his surging emotions, he didn't lie to her. This look made Qiu Shuang almost believe that Huan Zong was different from other monks, but the years of cultivation are so long, the feelings are true now, and it is also true that there will be no feelings in the future. How many people who have made an oath do not believe that they will Breach of oath.
But there will always be different people in the world, and she will never feel that everyone will be unhappy because of the misfortune of others. Qiu Shuang smiled and poured herself a cup of tea: "That's good."
In a small courtyard in the city, Guilin looked at the barrier around his body. In this barrier, all his aura was covered up, and the magic weapon for finding people could not find his trace.
He looked vigilantly at the middle-aged man in front of him and clenched the sword in his hand. This sword was given to him by Uncle Konghou. Although he was only in the Qi-refining stage, he could still exert the power of the Foundation-building stage.
There are also various attacks and amulets in the bag, which were stuffed to him by the master, master, and uncle of the second master. With these things, he can hold on for a while.
"It seems that after entering Yunhuamen, my life has been very good, and I have even used top-grade vestments and instruments." The middle-aged man looked a little cold, "If you let the people of Yunhuamen know, you are sent by Yuanjimen. Undercover, do you think Yunhuamen can still hold you?"
"What do you want to do, is it... Shuangqingren sent you here?" Guilin recognized that this person was Shuangqingren's entourage, and was very trusted by Shuangqingren.
The entourage did not answer his question, but laughed out loud: "I don't know if I let you die here, and then let Yunhuamen find out that you are an undercover agent of Yuanjimen, will the cultivation world become lively."
Guilin was sweating on his forehead, and said sternly, "You are not sent by Shuangqing Zhenren!" Although Shuangqing has a small mind, he always makes small moves in private to try to step down Yunhuamen, but he will never do it casually. kill.
When Shuangqing asked him to come to Yunhuamen as an undercover agent, he also used Yuanji's chief disciple to tempt him instead of threatening to kill him. This kind of person has a bad heart, but he is definitely not a ruthless person, so it is absolutely impossible for Shuangqing to suddenly kidnap him into the backyard.
"It seems that you do have a brain. No wonder Shuangqing has the idea of letting you be the chief disciple of the sect master." The attendant took out the silk gloves and put them on his hands. ."
Seeing the follower attacking, Guilin hurriedly threw out the sword to resist, but he didn't expect that the seemingly unremarkable follower could easily break the sword and directly shatter all the amulets on his body.
Is this person, this person's cultivation base already above Nascent Soul? Guilin felt chills all over, took out all the attacking talismans, and temporarily blocked the aura from his followers.
When he clenched the last talisman and looked at the calm attendant, there was a burst of despair in his heart. At this moment, he thought a lot. Those mindless and playful Yunhuamen juniors and juniors, the beautiful moonlight on Qiyuefeng, the gentle eyes of Master and Uncle Er, and the appearance of Uncle Konghou stepping on a flying sword and flying from the clouds.
Before coming to Yunhuamen, Shuangqing told him that the Wuling root disciple that Yunhuamen received liked good-looking men very much. He had a good-looking face, and it would be better if he could attract this female disciple.
Now he has given up the plan to be the chief disciple of Yuanji Sect, and just wants to stay on Qiyue Peak quietly, practice swordsmanship hard, and let the younger brothers and sisters with poor brains have more snacks, and become the proud of Yunhua Sect. disciple.
It's a pity that he worshipped Yunhuamen with an unclean mind, and his current fate may really be karma.
Throwing out the last talisman, he closed his eyes. It's a pity that I can't go to the Yunhuamen Dining Hall to taste the latest dishes in the future, and I didn't have time to ask the younger brothers and sisters a few more words, and...
He touched his waist, and... this phoenix hairpin that was not given away.
The expected pain did not strike, Guilin opened his eyes and saw Uncle Konghou standing in front of him.
"Little Master Uncle..." Guilin felt a little anxious, "Uncle Master, hurry up, this person has concealed his cultivation base, which is very dangerous." These juniors of Yunhuamen still don't know that Konghou's cultivation base has reached the Nascent Soul stage, only Knowing that Konghou suddenly realized something, he needed to retreat for a while.
"When the adults are fighting, the juniors should not interrupt." Konghou looked back at Guilin, who was squatting on the ground, raised his chin at the gray-robed man opposite, and said with a sneer, "Daoist friend, as a great master of Yuanying, bullies him. Isn't my Yunhuamen junior bullying the younger with the big one?"
"Fairy Konghou Konghou, the five spiritual roots of Yunhuamen." The gray-robed man sneered, "I didn't expect the fairy to penetrate my barrier. The magic weapons on the famous disciples are so many that we are jealous." The voice fell, He threw out a magic weapon, which actually thickened the barrier around the yard.
The courtyard was completely quiet, as if it was completely isolated from the outside world and became an independent space.
"Let's laugh at you, the people of our big sect have nothing else but rich wealth. If you can't see it, just bear with it." Konghou held the phoenix head and put his finger on the string, "I can't stand our rich and powerful people. There are too many people, you should wait in line at the back for now."
At this juncture, Uncle Konghou is still deliberately angry with the other party, because he feels that he can't beat him anyway, so do you want to be happy
At this moment, Guilin finally realized that lack of heart is not a problem unique to the younger brothers and sisters, but a problem shared by the entire Yunhuamen.