As the head of the sect, even if the world changes, you must hold on tight for the sake of the sect's face. So even though he didn't understand what was going on at the moment, Heng Yan's expression was very calm and his sitting posture was very upright.
"Sect Master Jinyue is very polite. We are both disciples of the sect, and we should help each other." Heng Yan felt that this fact was too strange. Although Konghou was very talented in cultivation, he only entered the realm of self-cultivation in a short period of six years. Years of time, limited understanding of the realm of self-cultivation, and limited cultivation, can you help the disciples of Jinyue Sect Master
He called Wu Chuan, a direct disciple, to receive this direct disciple of the Glazed Light Sect, and was going to find Wangtong to ask what was going on.
Wuchuan sat face to face with the disciples of the Glazed Light Sect. After a few polite words, the disciples of the Glazed Light Sect finally couldn't help but say: "I heard that fellow Daoist Wuchuan is very accomplished in swordsmanship.
Wu Chuan drank the tea for a while, sighed silently in his heart, put down the tea cup and said, "Don't dare to talk about advice, just learn from each other."
Wuchuan was not surprised that a disciple of the Glazed Light Sect would make such a request. For so many years, as long as he met a disciple of the Glazed Light Sect, eight out of ten would come to him to learn from him. As a sword cultivator disciple of Yunhuamen, what else could he do, of course he could only agree.
Compared with the swordsmanship of the Glazed Light Sect, Yunhuamen's swordsmanship is gorgeous and gentle, and it guards itself tightly. Glazed Light Sect's swordsmanship is even more chilling, every move seems to be precisely calculated to take advantage of the weak point, and beauty is the least needed thing in their swordsmanship.
But Wuchuan must admit that the most authentic kendo is in the Liuguang School. But the most authentic is not necessarily the most suitable.
He and this direct disciple have a similar cultivation base, and after a battle, there is no winner.
"Wuchuan Dao is friendly with swordsmanship." The Liuguang Sect disciples enjoyed the comparison, and spoke more casually, "We will have more exchanges between the two factions in the future."
Wu Chuan retracted his sword into the scabbard, and felt even more strange when he heard this. Glazed Light Sect is a very disciplined sect, and its style and habits are far from their Yunhua Sect. Although everyone maintains a state of friendly communication, they never reach the point of mutual intimacy and intimacy.
This kind of sect's disciples love to keep their faces straight for twelve hours a day, and they took the initiative to come to him and tell him that they need to communicate more.
Could it be that there was an economic crisis in the Glazed Light Sect, and he wanted to borrow spiritual veins from them
The largest sect in the dignified self-cultivation world, even the Yuxiao Sect is one of its affiliated sects, so there is no shortage of spiritual stones, right? Although Yunhuamen were the largest landlords among the ten major sects, they were good to the common people and never charged high land rents. In terms of wealth, they were only comparable among the top ten sects. If the Liuguang Sect is looking for them, why not go to the Zhaohan Sect
Glazed Light Sect disciples are not good at observing people's hearts, so he didn't see Wu Chuan's calm face surging. He took out the greatest enthusiasm in his life and made friendship with Wu Chuanla. When he left Yunhuamen, he thought with satisfaction that Yunhuamen must feel the sincerity of their desire to make good friends.
After sending off the disciples of the Glazed Light Sect, the elders of Yunhuamen gathered together to discuss the intentions of the Glazed Light Sect.
"Perhaps he sensed the evil cultivator's actions and wanted to have a closer relationship with us, so that we can fight the enemy together later?"
"Liuguangzong has always acted neither humble nor arrogant. What's more, it is our duty to eliminate evil cultivators and protect the people. The Liuguangzong knows the principles of our sect and will not deliberately try to please them for this kind of thing." Elder Shu Jiu shook his head, "So That shouldn't be the case."
"Left and right will not be a bad thing. With the sect style of the Glazed Light Sect, it is absolutely impossible to have any bad thoughts." Elder Qiu Shuang played with his bright red nails and said lazily, "I can't discuss anything now, since they say yes Thanks to our Konghou for taking care of their disciples, then we will just listen. Anyway, these things were delivered to them by themselves, and they were not something we had the cheek to ask for.”
Wangtong, who was sitting at the bottom, twisted his butt: "Senior Uncle Qiushuang, our Konghou is still a child, and it is not appropriate for them to always use this as an excuse."
"What's wrong." Qiu Shuang raised her eyebrows, "Our Konghou is good-looking and talented, even if he is famous in the whole cultivation world, it is not a false name. As long as the Zhaohan Sect is allowed to brag about that Lingbo every day, it is not allowed. Have our Konghou reputation spread far and wide?"
"Besides, half of that Lingbo's reputation was blown out by their Zhaohan Sect. It was our Konghou sect who had a good reputation. We went out to practice for less than a month, and other sects really praised her." Qiu Shuang patted the table, upholding her own. The best attitude of the disciple, "The most important thing for us women is to make a name for ourselves. Only in the future can we be respected by others when we walk in the realm of self-cultivation."
Although Elder Qiu Shuang's words were a bit arrogant, none of the male cultivators here dared to refute it. As the top three in the artifact refining industry, who has reached the distraction stage, who dares to be disrespectful in front of her
Wangtong imagined the future of his younger apprentice as beautiful as Master Qiu Shuang, and he stopped talking for a moment.
His Konghou is a genius with five spiritual roots, and he will definitely be awesome in the future.
After three days of riding in the carriage, Konghou and his party finally came to the gate of Yicheng. The majestic city gate, the guards wearing silver armor, and the clean and tidy clothes on pedestrians are all showing its prosperity to outsiders.
The monks all have special life cards, and this life card allows them to travel unimpeded in all major cities and states. Entering Yicheng, listening to the hawkers outside, talking and laughing, Konghou lifted the curtains of the car and looked out for a while before asking Huan Zong: "Huan Zong, which inn are we staying at tonight?"
"I'm not staying at the inn today." Huan Zong lowered his eyelids, "I'm going to visit someone today."
Konghou was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Then I'll go to the inn first, and then come to me after you finish your work."
"You don't want to come with me?" Huan Zong's lips tightened.
"I'm an outsider, it's not appropriate to follow you." These days, he was used to being with Huan Zong and Senior Lin, but when he suddenly heard that they had other arrangements, Konghou was still not used to it for a moment. But it was only for a moment, she didn't have the bad habit of disturbing her friends.
"I am also an outsider to the person who is about to visit." Huan Zong lowered his head, holding the teacup in his white hand, rubbing it unconsciously, "I am going to ask for a single medicine."
Konghou understood that this herbal medicine must be one of the medicines to heal Huanzong's body. Thinking that a perfect person like Huan Zong had to ask for medicine everywhere because of his poor health, she felt a little uncomfortable, "I'll go with you."
"Thank you, did I make you embarrassed?" Huan Zong put down the teacup, and his fingers became more comfortable.
"Why are you embarrassed." Konghou carefully observed Huan Zong's expression, "Huan Zong, your illness... do you need a lot of medicine?"
Huan Zong looked at the teacup on the table, his expression was so calm that he didn't have the slightest emotional ups and downs, "There are more than a dozen herbs that are very rare, not even in the sect. The elders worried that I would be too boring in the sect, so let me come out. Let’s relax and look for these herbs by the way, if you find one or two of them, it’s also luck.”
In fact, he and the elders of the sect are very clear that the entire sect cannot find the medicine, even if he comes out, it is impossible to find it? It's just a glimmer of hope that he can't live with for the rest of his life.
"I'll accompany you to look for it." Seeing Huan Zong mentioning his inattentive appearance, Konghou grabbed his sleeve and said earnestly, "Huan Zong, I'll accompany you to look for it. The brothers all say that I'm very lucky. Now, all the medicines will definitely be found."
Huan Zong looked up at the serious and serious appearance of the girl, and grabbed his sleeve with a very strong hand, as if this would help him seize all hope.
"Really, we will definitely be able to find it." Konghou tugged at his sleeve, "Among the eighteen generations of our old Ji family, I am the luckiest."
It was clearly his sleeve that was being pulled, but Huan Zong felt tight and sore in his heart.
"Okay." Huan Zong's eyebrows and eyes were stained with fireworks, "Thank you."
"Say thank you, if you are a friend, don't be so polite." Seeing that Huan Zong's expression finally became alive, Kong Hou smiled so much that his eyebrows were bent, "Then who are we going to visit later?"
"Wuming Zhenren." Huan Zong said, "He has a very strange temper. He is best at alchemy. He is one of the three major alchemists in the cultivation world. There are countless exotic flowers and plants in his medicine hut. Maybe he has the medicine I need there. lead."
"Generally, people whose name is Wuming Wuqing Wuchen will have a strange temper." Kong Hou touched his chin, "I think it's better for me to knock on the door later."
"Why?" Huan Zong was puzzled.
"You are too good-looking, and you may not be liked by people of the same sex. This nameless Taoist has a weird personality. What if he doesn't like your handsome face?" Kong Hou pointed to his own face, "In front of the elders. , a young girl like me may be more popular."
Huan Zong laughed, it was a little girl who thought of these monks who had lived for thousands of years so simply. However, seeing Konghou's confidence in his appearance, Huan Zong still nodded and said, "You're right, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on you later."
"No problem." Konghou took out a small mirror and looked at his face. Very good, the hair is not messy, and the makeup on the face is not flowery. "It should be a knife for a friend."
"Young Master, Miss Konghou, we have arrived at the Nameless Medicine House." Lin Hu's voice came in.
Huanzong and Konghou lifted the curtains and stepped out of the carriage. In front of them was a very ornate wooden building with a plaque hanging outside the building with no name on it. An old man in a gray robe sat on a rocking chair and basked in the sun, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Senior is a nameless real person?"
The old man opened half of his eyes to look at Lin Hu, who was asking the question. He was about to raise his head, but after seeing Huan Zong behind him, he lay back and said coldly, "No, don't talk to me."
"Senior..." Before Lin Hu finished speaking, the old man took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it to Lin Hu, turned his back to the master and servant, and made up his mind not to speak.
Lin Hu bent down and picked up the paper on the ground, with a few words written crookedly on it.
[A good-looking man can't be saved. 】
He silently turned around to look at Konghou, and handed the paper to Huan Zong. What did Miss Konghou and the young master say in the carriage just now
"Senior Lin, what's the matter?" Konghou quietly approached Lin Hu and took a look at the paper in Huan Zong's hand.
Konghou: "…"
It really can't blame her crow mouth, only the dark jealousy among men.