After Lin Hu asked this sentence back, the atmosphere was stagnant for a moment. Huan Zong looked at Lin Hu expressionlessly, and Lin Hu looked at him expressionlessly. The cold wind blew, and Huan Zong's robe swayed in the wind.
"You'd better go and rest." Huan Zong stood up, pushed open the door of the tree house, and lay on the soft couch covered with quilts.
This was the first time he was so close to a girl, so close was only a door away. On the wall of the tree house, simple swordsmanship and flowers are carved, which he can see just by opening his eyes. The sound of breathing in the room was slow and even, and Konghou fell into a deep sleep.
He sat up and meditated cross-legged. Although he is not very sophisticated, he couldn't sleep peacefully next to a little girl, and he always had an unspeakable sense of guilt.
The spiritual energy surged from the spiritual platform, constantly hitting the meridians of the limbs. He guided the spiritual energy to circulate the whole body along the meridians, and suppressed the turbulent spiritual energy. When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright. He covered his mouth, suppressed the desire to cough, looked back at the still unmoved interior, dodged and flew out of the tree house, holding the tree trunk over his mouth with a handkerchief and coughing violently.
"Young Master." Lin Hu hurriedly stepped forward and handed the medicine pill to Huan Zong. Huan Zong opened the handkerchief and swallowed the medicine: "Today is much better than before."
Lin Hu glanced at the handkerchief in his hand, there was no blood on it, it was indeed better than before.
It was inconvenient to take a bath in the wild, so Huan Zong went to the carriage to change his clothes, and after getting off the carriage, he asked Lin Hu, "Did those monks go to Yuanjimen to attend the Yuanying Ceremony last night?"
Lin Hu nodded: "It's from Longhumen."
"Don't worry about them." Huan Zong took two bottles of spiritual liquid and a few spiritual fruits from Lin Hu, put them in the glass bowl, and returned to the tree house.
Konghou woke up from his sleep and rolled around lazily on the bed before taking out the water from the storage ring to wash and dress up. When he walked outside, he found that there was Lingguo Lingzhi on the table, Huan Zong was sitting by the window, looking down at a book.
Seeing her come out, Huan Zong put away the book: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Konghou nodded and sat down at the table: "Reading so early?"
"Do you want to read it?" Huan Zong put the book in front of her.
"The main points of swordsmanship?" Konghou Jing Xie Bumin pushed the book back: "My swordsmanship can only be regarded as an introduction, and this kind of book is not suitable for me."
Huan Zong handed the spirit liquid to her: "This kind of book is indeed very boring for non-sword cultivators."
"You are also a sword cultivator?" Konghou opened the bottle of spiritual fluid and took a sip. The fragrance flowed into her limbs, and her meridians stretched out in comfort, "The sword cultivators I know all like to hold their swords in their hands. I've never seen you with a sword."
"Sword repair and sword really cannot be separated." Huan Zong pushed Lingguo in front of Konghou, "But when I reach a certain level, I can achieve the unity of heart and sword. Although I don't have a sword in my hand, I have a sword in my heart."
"Although I don't quite understand it, it feels very powerful." Kong Hou held up the spirit fruit and gnawed it, sighing, "Recently, my cultivation has been stagnant, and I don't know what went wrong."
"Cultivation pays attention to a word of understanding. When you understand something, it will come naturally." Huan Zong saw that she was eating deliciously, and couldn't help but took a fruit to his mouth and took a bite, "Don't be too impatient."
"They're all cultivators of the Five Spiritual Roots. How did the real Zhongxi from your sect reach the distraction period at the age of three hundred?" There are ten realms in total: Dan, Nascent Soul, Out of Body, Distraction, Void Transformation, Mahayana, and Ascension through Tribulation.
"How difficult it is to go from distraction to Void Transformation, not to mention transcending tribulation and soaring." Huan Zong laughed, "In the entire cultivation world, there is only one monk in the Mahayana period. One of them has failed to hit the Mahayana period many times, and he has no chance to go further. When his lifespan is exhausted, he will fall. There are less than ten monks in the distraction period, and two of them are in your Yunhuamen. ."
The reason why Yunhuamen are easy-going and easy-going, but no one dares to provoke them easily, is that their sect has two elders who cultivated in the distraction stage, four monks in the out-of-body stage, and more than a dozen monks in the Nascent Soul stage. In addition, their sects are short-sighted, and they don't even want to be shameless. They are young and old. Who wants to provoke such a sect
In many sects of self-cultivation, it is very remarkable to have a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage. It is not as good as the Yunhua sect. There are a dozen cultivators in the Nascent Soul. However, with so many masters in the lineup, Yunhua Sect can only rank second to last among the top ten sects, which shows how reluctant this sect is to make progress.
"There are so few monks in the realm of distraction?" Konghou's eyes widened, "This real Zhongxi is over 300 years old, and he can almost be regarded as one of the top ten masters in the realm of self-cultivation. What did he eat to grow up? so smart?"
Huan Zong picked out the largest spiritual fruit from the glazed bowl and stuffed it into Konghou's hand: "Eat more spiritual fruit and drink more spiritual liquid, you will be more powerful than him."
"Huanzong, I think you're coaxing me as a child." Konghou took a bite of the spirit fruit with a big fist, "I believe you have a bad relationship with this real Zhongxi." , It all means that the real person Zhongxi is still far from soaring. If the relationship is close, can you not hope for the other party's good
"I think, we practitioners still have to be broad-minded. Even if there is something unpleasant in our sect, it's not good for us." Konghou carefully observed the expression on Huan Zong's face and saw that he was not unhappy before continuing. Dao, "Jealousy can affect our mood. We can compare ourselves with others, but we can't pay too much attention to these. As the saying goes, there are people outside people, but there are heaven outside people. People will be happier when they learn to be satisfied."
Hearing Konghou say "we" one by one, Huan Zong had the feeling that Konghou was pulling him into the same camp. Although there is a suspicion of "jealous fellow" on his body, his mood is still not affected.
"Real Zhongxi is amazing, but high cultivation doesn't mean everything. For example, in my eyes, you are better than that Reverend Zhongxi." In order to increase the authenticity of his words, Konghou nodded his head. "real."
Huan Zong looks so good-looking, what does the real Zhongxi compare to Huan Zong
Huan Zong smiled: "Okay, I believe you."
"Young Master." Outside the tree house, Lin Hu gently knocked on the door, "Shuiguan Zhenren from Longhumen has come to bid you farewell."
"Shuiguan Master?" Konghou glanced at the half-eaten spirit fruit in his hand, and was reluctant to put it down, so he said to Huan Zong, "Are you going to take a look?"
"You sit down for a while, I'll be right back." Huan Zong stood up, walked out of the tree house, and met Lin Hu's eyes.
"Young master, Miss Konghou is still young." Lin Hu had a complicated mood, "She is a girl with a good temperament."
Huan Zong wiped his hands with a handkerchief: "You're right, I like her very much too."
Master Shuiguan took his disciples to stand under the tree, and saw a handsome young man in brocade with white and black hair coming out of the tree house, he hurriedly greeted him and said: "Longhumen Shuiguan has seen the ancestors, and I was disturbed a lot last night. Fortunately, I am old. Zu did not dislike it, and today I will bring my disciples to bid farewell."
"You're welcome, this forest is naturally long, and anyone can rest here." Huan Zong didn't go down, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't have any likes or dislikes for these irrelevant monks, "Everyone, please do your best."
Shui Guan saw Huan Zong's estranged expression, so he didn't bother to disturb him. He stretched his hands behind his back and gestured to the disciples behind him, asking them to follow him and leave immediately.
Just a few steps away, there were chattering voices in the woods, Shuiguan looked back, and several young monks flew over with flying swords, you chased me, it was very lively.
"Senior brother, look at the tree house on the tree, it's so beautiful." The female cultivator in pink raised the flying sword under her feet, trying to get closer to the tree house to see more clearly, when she saw a brocade robe standing in front of the tree house door The beautiful man was dazedly hanging in the air, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"You, this son, are you the owner of the tree house?" The pink-clothed female cultivator finally came to her senses and bowed to Huan Zong.
Huan Zong glanced at the cultivators who hurriedly followed behind the female cultivator, and turned back to the tree house in silence, leaving Lin Hu standing alone outside the door.
Lin Hu: "..."
The nun looked a little embarrassed, and whispered, "What does this mean?"
Not far away, Shuiguan Zhenren watched this scene silently, turned his head to his disciple and said, "You guys are going out, don't learn from these monks."
The Qingpao disciples stammered: "Master, these people seem to be the disciples of Yuanjimen." If they fight later, do they want to help? But... can they beat it
Shui Guan pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to cover his eyes: "I didn't see anything, hurry up and hurry up." After that, he jumped on the flying instrument, wishing he could fly out of this forest immediately.
"A few fellow Daoists in front, please stay." The men behind the pink-clothed female cultivator noticed Shuiguanzhen and called to stop them, "Are you going to Kuicheng?" Yuanjimen is in Kuicheng, the entire Kuicheng is It belongs to the jurisdiction of Yuanjimen.
Shui Guanzhen was very regretful, why he couldn't go faster just now. He asked Feijian to turn his head and bowed his hands to several people: "Exactly."
The male cultivators gave a salute: "It just so happened that we also returned to Kui City, but we can pass."
Shui Guan secretly complained in his heart, it's still not good, I'm afraid that with you, I won't be able to live to Kuicheng. He pulled a dry smile and motioned the apprentices not to talk casually: "Why bother you all."
"No problem, it just happened to be on the way." The leading male cultivator is Zhou Xiao, the eldest disciple of the Yuanji sect. Although his talent is ordinary, he cultivates hard, is prudent, and has a good heart. It will soon be able to impact the Jindan realm.
This time, he took a few junior brothers and sisters from the foundation-building stage to go out to practice, which can be regarded as doing his best, but these junior brothers and sisters are a little out of character, which gave him a headache.
"Senior brother, this cultivator is so rude. When I greeted him, he didn't even say a word." The female cultivator in pink is Zhou Xiao's junior sister. Because of her outstanding appearance, she is sought after by many male cultivators in the sect, so that she is somewhat willful. . Fortunately, the road was calm and nothing happened. Hearing the complaint of the junior sister, Zhou Xiao felt a little headache. He cupped his hands towards Lin Dendrob outside the tree house door, and said to the junior sister, "Jin Ling, don't be rude."
The pink-clothed female cultivator named Jin Ling pouted and was very dissatisfied with Senior Brother Zhang Pai's fearful personality: "I didn't do anything, how could I be rude?"
Lin Hu said with a stern face: "My son likes quietness, everyone please leave by yourself."
"Please forgive me, senior, we'll leave now." Zhou Xiao couldn't see Lin Hu's cultivation, but he was sure that the other party was much higher than him. He was afraid that Jin Ling would say more offending things, and he couldn't care about the difference between men and women. Reach out and grab her arm: "Junior sister, go."
"What are you doing!" Jin Ling wanted to push Zhou Xiao away, but Zhou Xiao grabbed it too tightly, so she didn't push it away: "Senior brother, let go."
"Don't make trouble." Zhou Xiao said with a sullen face, "This may be the ancestor of Yuan Ying."
"What happened to the ancestor of Yuan Ying, the ancestor of Yuan Ying has to be reasonable, and he can't kill people casually." Jin Ling frowned, "I'm not going to do anything."
Zhou Xiao thought, if you really plan to do something, you can't stand on Feijian at this moment, but lie on the ground. He turned around and said to a few junior brothers, "Take care of Junior Sister Jin Ling, don't let her mess around."
Several junior brothers also saw that Lin Dendur's cultivation was profound and did not dare to say more.
"Master, I think... let's not flatter the Yuanji Sect." The Qingpao disciple whispered to Shui Guanren, "This sect seems to be acting too... straightforward and naive."
He spoke very euphemistically, rather than being outspoken and naive. If the disciples under the sect are not properly managed, if something goes wrong, the entire sect will be implicated. They all understand this truth, don’t Yuanji Sect understand
Or is it that the development has gotten better and better in recent years, and it has begun to become arrogant? In the end, it is an emerging sect, not as rich as the top ten sects, and its behavior is far worse.
Seeing that several disciples of Yuanji Sect were chattering loudly, Lin Hu frowned. He has been with Huan Zong for many years, and has never liked to bully the juniors, so even though he didn't like the behavior of these juniors, he still endured: "Everyone, please leave quickly."
"I can leave, let your son come out, and I'll leave." Jin Ling said, "Don't he understand the truth that others should pay their respects?"
In the tree house, Konghou was lying on the side of the window to watch the excitement. Hearing the words of the female cultivator in pink, he turned his head and said to Huan Zong, "Compared with this girl, Daoist Lingbo is really much cuter." Although Lingbo is a little spoiled , but it's not unreasonable, and he also knows to respect the teacher and listen to what he says. This guy is so disrespectful to his brother outside, because he is afraid that others won't be able to see jokes
It is really interesting outside the world of comprehension, and there are all kinds of strange things.
"What's the noise?" A female cultivator in a black robe flew over and saw several disciples of Yuanjimen making a fuss. She raised her palm and patted it, and the men and women on the flying sword fell to the ground, so embarrassed.
"Where did the cat and dog come from, you don't understand the rules." The female nun snorted coldly, "It disturbs the peace."
"You..." Jin Ling got up from the ground, before she could say a word, the female nun waved in the air and slapped her face, causing her to roll on the ground three or four times before stopping before she stopped. When he got up, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"I don't know whether to live or die." The woman repaired her wide sleeves and looked at Lin Hu who was standing in front of the tree house, "Dao has a friendly temperament, this kind of junior who doesn't understand the rules, he should teach him a lesson, and it can be regarded as a sect for their sect. Share their worries, lest they go out and offend more people."
Lin Hu glanced at the few juniors lying on the ground who didn't even dare to speak, and nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist is right."
The female cultivator raised her red lips lightly: "Or did you say that your friend sees this little girl's beauty and is reluctant to do it?"
Lin Hu glanced at the girl in pink who was lying on the ground spitting blood, beautiful
"You temptress, you dare to hurt people, you know my master..."
The female nun sneered and turned around, her black sleeves suddenly ballooned and turned into a long silk cloth that wrapped around Jin Ling's neck. With one hand, she dragged Jin Ling in front of her. She grabbed Jin Ling's neck and said, "I hate threats from others the most. I."
Seeing that the female cultivator in black robe was going to kill him if he disagreed, Konghou stretched out his hand and pulled Huanzong's sleeve: "Huanzong, who is this person, and why is he so temperamental that he will do it if he disagrees?"
"Her name is Xue Yu, nicknamed Heipao Nv. She is a Yuan Ying cultivator. She has a weird temper and doesn't like young and pretty girls the most." , let her see more clearly, "If a beautiful female cultivator offends her, she will often get angry and humiliate the other party."
"Don't open the window, what should I do when she sees my face and comes to humiliate me?" Konghou, who is somewhat confident in his appearance, hurriedly leaned over to close the window, and just as he stretched out his hand, he looked over with the woman in black robe. eyes facing up.
Startled by the other party's gloomy eyes, Konghou laughed dryly: "Go on, go on."
Xueyu sneered, just about to speak, when she saw Huan Zong behind Konghou, her complexion changed slightly, and she let go of Jin Ling in her hand. Seeing that there was no response from Huan Zong, she gritted her teeth, bowed in the direction of the tree house, turned around and flew away from the forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"I look scary?" Kong Hou held his face and looked back at Huan Zong in disbelief, "What was her reaction?"
Her eyes are so big, her skin is so white, and her hair is so beautifully combed, how can she scare people away
"Maybe it's because you're too good-looking, which makes her feel ashamed. Lin Hu is guarding outside, and she doesn't dare to be jealous of you, so she can only get angry." Huan Zong saw her covering her face and staring at her unwillingly. Can't stop laughing.
"real?"
Huan Zong nodded, "Among the girls I've ever met, you are the prettiest."
"Wow!" Jin Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in her heart. She reluctantly stood up with Zhou Xiao's support. She looked up and saw the smiling girl by the treehouse window. Only then did she know what happened just now. The tail is in sight.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
She belongs to a woman's face, gone!