Seeing that Huan Zong seemed unable to react, Kong Hou immediately realized that Huan Zong was not in good health, and he probably didn't communicate much with the disciples of the sect. She only mentioned a few words, and the other party might not know what she said. who is it.
"It's the 300-year-old person who has already cultivated in the distraction stage and can push mountains and seas with a single sword." Konghou looked at Huan Zong eagerly, "Do you have any impression of him?"
"Is there something wrong with him?" Huan Zong and Kong Hou sat down at the table, and Lin Hu, who was silent, poured two cups of tea for them.
"He is nine feet tall. Is the door of the cave higher than the other disciples?" Kong Hou held the teacup, and his tone was a little curious, "I've never seen someone so tall before, so I'm a little curious."
"Nine feet tall, eyes like electricity..." Huan Zong looked at Kong Hou, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his whole person was stained with a hint of melancholy, "Who told you that he looks like this?"
"It's been said outside, it is said that the real person Zhongxi is like a rainbow, and the enemy stood in front of him, and he was scared to the ground before he even started..." Konghou felt that the word was a bit inelegant, so he changed it to another way of saying it. , "I was so scared that my legs were soft. He is the most powerful cultivator in the cultivation world for nearly a thousand years. Yongcheng has a book dedicated to the life of Zhong Xi, which sells very well."
"What else?" Huan Zong asked.
"Also?" Kong Hou was stunned for a while, thinking about the description of the real Zhongxi in the book, "Also, he uses one block and five, and he kills the enemy by leaping to the top, and so on. some."
With a bang, the teacup in Lin Hu's hand fell on the table, and he picked up the teacup with a stern face: "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Konghou lent him his handkerchief and turned to ask Huan Zong, "Do you have a relationship with this real Zhongxi?"
Huan Zong shook his head slowly and silently.
Konghou breathed a sigh of relief and felt that this topic could continue: "He is nine feet tall, which means he is much taller than us, and his bones are particularly strong. His eyes are as big as copper bells, and his legs can be frightened, which shows his appearance. It may not be very good-looking. So, ah, the experience of the real person Zhongxi tells us a truth."
"What's the point?" Lin Hu, who had finished cleaning the table, turned to look at her.
"God is fair. If you have a talent that makes all monks envious, you will make up for it in appearance." Konghou said with some regret, "There are really too few people in the world who are good-looking and have outstanding talent."
Huan Zong heard the words and smiled: "Then you must be the exception."
"Huh?" Konghou was stunned for a while, then he laughed, "Huan Zong, are you complimenting me for my good looks?"
Huan Zong nodded with a smile. This smile was so good-looking that when he said anything, others would feel that he was very sincere.
Holding his cheeks, Konghou said, "So God gave me a father who would cheat on my daughter. If it wasn't for the master who brought me to the realm of self-cultivation, I would have been sent to be married or prayed for blessings at the royal Taoist temple. This is already the best. The ending is over, maybe I don't even have the chance to live to adulthood."
When Emperor Jinghong won the hearts and minds of the people of the world, her significance as a mascot of the previous dynasty was dispensable, and even if she died quietly, it would not attract the attention of others.
Huanzong did not see resentment and unwillingness in Konghou, but a sense of relief and happiness.
"It's very important for people to learn to be satisfied, to cherish what they have, and to let go of what they have lost will make themselves a lot happier." Konghou watched his servant bring the dishes, took out the chopsticks from the chopstick cage, and put all his thoughts on eating.
Looking at her smiling eyebrows, Huan Zong smiled.
"The rumors are false."
"What?" Konghou picked up the vegetables and stared blankly at Huan Zong, not understanding what he meant.
"I said the rumors about the real person Zhongxi were false. He is not nine feet tall, and his eyes..." He clenched his hand into a fist, put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth, "The eyes are not like copper bells either. Like electricity."
"So that book lied to me?" Konghou put down his chopsticks and bit his lip. "That book also said that it was a real record of Zhongxi, but where is it?"
Huan Zong finally couldn't help laughing softly: "Zhongxi is a man, and his cultivation is also a distraction period. These are all correct."
Konghou: "…"
The feeling was not comforted.
In another inn, Chang De deliberately rented a backyard. He and a few other disciples from the outer sect lived in the east, and Lingbo and her maid lived in the west. There is a large house in the middle of the yard for the residents to entertain friends. At this moment, everyone was in the big room. Changde had a calm expression on his face, and Lingbo sat on the chair with red eyes. Several of the outer disciples didn't dare to come out. The atmosphere was very heavy.
"Brother..."
"When you go back this time, I will tell Master what you have done these days." Changde said with a sullen face, "Think about it, whether this time the matter was handled inappropriately."
"But if I speak kind words to them, will they listen to me?" Lingbo retorted, "Do you want people outside to say that our Zhaohan Sect is easy to bully, and that our own people are killed, and they dare not hold them accountable, let them be The murderer left under his nose?"
"There are many ways to find out the truth. You used the worst method." Changde sighed helplessly, "You can put pressure on the city lord of Qiucheng to find out the murderer as soon as possible." The city lord of Qiucheng would definitely not dare to offend Zhao Hanzong, he will definitely be very attentive when investigating the case, the junior sister only needs to watch by the side. In this way, it will not lose Zhao Hanzong's face, and she will not need to do anything to offend people.
He didn't expect that Junior Sister's character was so impulsive that she could accomplish such a simple thing.
"The city master of Qiucheng is Pingping, and he is very timid. What can he find out?" Lingbo despised the city master of Qiucheng.
"Even if he can't do it, there is still the Yunhuamen behind him." Seeing that the younger sister hadn't figured it out yet, Changde couldn't help but suspect that this younger sister's talents were all used in the five spiritual roots, and she didn't have a long brain, "You are like this. Nao, let us go from the most sympathetic victims to the arrogant oppressors, do you understand?"
"Who cares what those little sect people think of us." Lingbo whispered, "Even if they are unhappy, they can only bear it."
"What if you encounter someone who is unwilling to endure and whose cultivation is higher than yours?" Changde asked, "When something happens to you, even if the sect takes revenge for you, can you still come back intact?"
"No, you wouldn't be so courageous, would you?" Ayanami's tone was a little flimsy.
"Then tell me, why are some disciples of major sects dying while traveling?" Changde stood up, "Think about it tonight, at the banquet at noon tomorrow, you will come out and apologize to everyone, and don't let people say you are arrogant and domineering. There is still a long way to go, do you want to keep this reputation with you for the rest of your life?"
Ayanami frowned and didn't speak.
"You should be glad that there are no people from the Glazed Light Sect in the inn. Our Zhaohan Sect is powerful, but we can't offend the people from the Glazed Light Sect." Thinking of those from the Glazed Light Sect who didn't make a move, the sword cultivator who made the move would be a landslide and the ground would crack. De can't help rubbing his face.
"The Konghou from Yunhuamen..."
"Most of Yunhuamen's disciples are easy-going, not troublesome. As long as you don't act too much, they won't care about you." Seeing Lingbo finally reacting, Changde felt a little better, "That's why I said , you should be glad that you met a disciple of Yunhua Sect. If you met a disciple of the Glazed Light Sect, when the sect exchange meeting, the Glazed Light Sect would definitely stand up again and mention the rules of words and deeds for the disciples of the sect, and we will be embarrassed. "
Lingbo said angrily, "Senior brother, I know I'm wrong."
"Go and rest." Changde sighed, "Don't be so impulsive in doing things in the future."
Lingbo's face became hot, and she felt that several of the outer disciples were watching her jokes, so she nodded hastily and withdrew.
The next morning, Huan Zong sat in the house for a long time without waiting for Konghou to knock on the door. He was worried that she had made a mistake while meditating, so he asked Lin Hu to knock on the door and ask. After a while, Lin Hu came back, "Young Master, Miss Konghou said it would be good to wait another half an hour."
Huan Zong noticed something was wrong with his expression: "What's wrong?"
"Miss Konghou is dressing up. She said she can't lose to Fairy Lingbo. This is the face of a woman and the sect." Lin Hu didn't understand what the relationship between dressing up and face was.
Huan Zong was stunned, he didn't understand either.
After half an hour, Konghou came knocking on the door. When Huan Zong opened the door, he found that Konghou had put on a wide-sleeved fairy dress, and his whole body seemed to be glowing, much prettier than yesterday, but apart from the difference in hair and clothes, he couldn't see the difference.
"Go back to my senses." Konghou stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. There was a faint scent between his sleeves, which smelled very good, if there was nothing there.
"Sorry." Huan Zong felt that it was impolite to stare at people like this, so he quickly retracted his mind, "Do you want to go now?"
"Well, I've made you wait for a long time." Konghou smiled, as if there were stars shining in his eyes.
Huan Zong, who had no knowledge of beauty and ugliness on the appearance of women, realized for the first time what beauty is. He is not good at complimenting a woman's appearance, and he has never complimented it, so he can only say awkwardly, "It's beautiful."
"Thank you." Kong Hou's smile became brighter, and there was no girl who didn't like being praised by others, especially after an hour of hard work. At least it will make her feel that this hour has not been in vain.
Zhaixinglou is the largest and most famous restaurant in Qiucheng. It is famous for its high fees, good service, and all the ingredients contain rich spiritual energy. Eating here is not only for eating, but also for identity or status.
Many cultivators are willing to spend a lot of money on spiritual stones to go to such a luxury place for the sake of spells, medicinal materials, and magical instruments, so the cultivators who were forced to stay in the inn by Lingbo were still looking forward to it.
Konghou and Huan Zong went a little later. By the time they arrived, everyone else had already arrived. Chang De, the eldest disciple of the Zhaohan Sect, stood at the door to greet the guests in person. In terms of handling methods, Chang De was stronger than Lingbo. too much.
However, most of the genius monks in the comprehension world have different personalities, but it is difficult for monks with advanced cultivation to be good at dancing. It is not surprising that a monk like Changde who has a good cultivation base and is good at doing things can be a disciple of the Zhang faction.
Seeing Konghou, Huan Zong and Lin Hu approaching, Changde warmly greeted them: "Three fellow Daoists, please take your seat."
"Thank you for the invitation from Changde Taoist friends." Konghou stepped into the Star Picking Building, and finally understood why the building was named after this. Because there is a magic circle in the building, the aura is abundant, and the stars gathered by the aura above the roof are like real stars, shining beautifully.
"Please come with me." Chang De led the way and led the three upstairs. After going upstairs, Konghou saw Lingbo who was being courted by the monks. These cultivators complained to Ayanami yesterday, but today they have begun to show their hospitality.
These male monks are always very tolerant towards female monks who are tall and beautiful. Today, Lingbo just stood up and said a few words of apology, and they all said that they no longer care about it, and they shouted one by one fairy, and they were very enthusiastic.
The arrival of Konghou made these male cultivators even more emotional. If it wasn't for the handsome and unidentified Huan Zong beside Konghou, they would have been able to gather around immediately.
Seeing Konghou, the smile on Ling Bo's face faded a little. Fortunately, she dressed up before going out today, otherwise she would have been beaten by this Konghou. She didn't expect her to be so scheming at such a young age, and even her ears were carefully selected.
"Fairy Konghou." Lingbo stepped forward with a smile, took Konghou's hand, and said affectionately, "You're finally here. I was worried that you would be delayed and couldn't come here."
"With the beautiful sister here, why can't I be willing to come." Kong Hou smiled, exchanged a few words with Lingbo, and sat down at the table with Huan Zong and Lin Hu, she covered her mouth and whispered in Huan Zong's ear: "Fortunately, I specially dressed up today, and that Fairy Ayanami just now looked at me from head to toe at least ten times."
Huan Zong's ears were gently blown by the fragrant heat, and he felt that half of his face became hot. For a while, what Konghou said, he did not hear clearly.
"Although my intuition tells me that this Fairy Lingbo may not like me very much, she is a beauty, and her face can make me feel happy." Konghou took a sip from the teacup, and there were many exquisite foods on the table. , but she was very reserved, and did not move her chopsticks casually like when she was alone with Huan Zong.
"You're fine." Huan Zong said these words very seriously. In his opinion, Konghou has a lively personality, innocent and cute, and there is nothing that can be hated.
Konghou snickered: "Well, you're fine too."
While talking with the guests, Changde paid attention to Konghou and Huanzong. Huanzong's identity is unknown, and he is not a disciple of Yunhuamen. Could it be that he has a relationship with Konghou? Konghou is the most talented disciple of the Five Spiritual Roots in the Yunhua Sect. How could the Yunhua Sect allow her to have an affair with other men and affect her cultivation
Just when he looked at Konghou and Huanzong again, Huanzong suddenly raised his head and met his gaze. The other party's eyes were indifferent, and when he realized that he was looking at him, he didn't dodge or hide, but instead made Changde a little embarrassed. He picked up the wine glass and raised it to Huan Zong Yaoyao.
Who knew that Huan Zong just glanced at him, then lowered his head, and naturally did not raise his glass to respect him.
This move made Chang De face a little uncomfortable. He squeezed the wine glass tightly, barely keeping his demeanor. He turned his head and continued to chat with the others, as if this had never happened. But after this incident, in the second half of the banquet, he never secretly looked at Konghou again.
A meal can be regarded as a joy for the host and guests. The cultivators at the scene could not wait to pat their chests and say how good the Zhaohan Sect is. When they praised Changde and Lingbo, it seemed like they didn't want money, and they all exaggerated the flowers.
From these people, Konghou understood another truth. People's hearts are fickle, and in the face of status and interests, likes and dislikes can be like the days of June, repeating what they say. Even the cultivator who was slapped by Lingbo's palm and vomited blood yesterday morning couldn't even close his mouth with laughter after Changde praised him a few words and gave him another bottle of medicinal herbs.
After the banquet was over, Konghou got up and said goodbye to the disciples of Zhaohan Sect.
"Fortunately yesterday morning, I didn't get into trouble with Lingbo because of the cultivator who vomited blood, otherwise I would be a wicked person for nothing." Kong Hou put his hands behind his back, his tone a little light.
"Are you unhappy?" Huan Zong could see that Konghou was not very emotional.
"I'm not unhappy either." Konghou shook his head, "I just feel that the outside world seems to be a lot more complicated than I imagined."
Huan Zong tried to comfort her and thought for a while: "It doesn't matter, I will accompany you to walk around and see more, and you will find that this kind of thing is normal."
Lin Hu looked at him silently, Young Master, if you can't comfort others, don't speak.
"Yeah." Konghou thought for a while, "You're right, I still know too little."
Lin Hu tightened his face, thankful that he didn't like to talk.
"There seems to be a special flavor shop over there." Konghou suddenly became happy again, "Huanzong, wait for me for a while, I'll go buy something."
Seeing Konghou trotting towards the store, Huan Zong hesitated for a while, then followed up. Seeing that she had bought a lot of things in large and small bags, he asked in confusion, "What are you buying these for?"
"Send it back to Master and the others." Konghou took out the spirit stone and handed it to the shopkeeper, "I specifically inquired about it before I came out. There are post stations in many cities, and they can help send things back."
"Girl, the inn is on the side of West Street. You have a lot of things, but if you send them to the same place, the price will be discounted." The shopkeeper sold a lot of things, and in a good mood, he took out a sign and handed it to Konghou, "We The store has a good relationship with the inn, you can take this brand and they will give you a 20% discount."
"Thank you, shopkeeper." Konghou put away the brand, put all the purchased items into the storage ring, and asked Huan Zong, "I just saw that the items in this store are pretty good, do you want to buy them?"
Huan Zong glanced at the things on the shelves. They were not rare medicinal herbs, but some delicious snacks and handicrafts with Qiucheng characteristics, which were not as exquisite as the things in the sect.
"Master and brothers must be very worried after I go out. Although these things are worthless, they will definitely be very happy when they receive them." Konghou seems to have seen the happy appearance of master and brothers, and the smile on his face is getting bigger and bigger.
"The shopkeeper, get it for me..." Huan Zong pointed at a few items on the shelf with a blank expression, "Take twenty copies."
"Okay!" The shopkeeper is very happy. He likes these non-local monks who buy flavored products the most. Not only do they offer easy bids, but they also buy a lot. His shop can continue to open, thanks to the full support of these non-local people.
Two days later, the Sect Master of the Glazed Light Sect, the Peak Master and some disciples heard from the steward below to report that there was a Feijian messenger from Qiucheng Station asking to see him.
They are very dazed, Feijian messenger