Hearing a familiar person calling him, Konghou turned around and saw Cheng Yi standing across the street, overjoyed: "Eldest brother?!"
Cheng Yi crossed his hands and smiled, walking towards Konghou through the crowd.
"Senior Brother!" Certainly not his own dazzling eyes, Konghou trotted towards Cheng Yi, reaching out and throwing his hand on Cheng Yi, "Senior Brother, why are you here?"
"Recently, the evil cultivators have been in chaos, and the teacher's sect was worried that the affiliated sects would suffer, so they sent us direct disciples to guard the various sects." Cheng Yi stretched out his hand to support Konghou, pretending to be angry, "Going out to practice for a while, why are you still so unruly?"
"I'm so happy to see you, Senior Brother, what rules do you have to teach yourself?" Konghou tugged at Cheng Yi's sleeve and shook it, "It's been so long, you don't miss me."
Cheng Yi reached out and tapped Konghou's forehead: "Little girl with no conscience." He remembered that Konghou had entered the cardiac stage, and reached out to probe for Konghou's pulse. The meridians were strong and strong, and it seemed that the time of the calamity was going smoothly.
Seeing Kong Hou running towards a strange man and even jumping on top of him, Huan Zong looked down at his empty sleeves, where Kong Hou had dragged him not long ago. Seeing that Konghou allowed the strange man to investigate the meridians and laughed at him, Huan Zong slowly lowered his eyelids and walked towards the direction of the two.
Seeing the young master walking towards Miss Konghou, Lin Hu stayed in place quietly. In the past, the young master would never rashly join other people's conversations when they were talking. In other words, the son is not willing to say a word to others at all.
"Konghou." Huan Zong stopped three steps away from Konghou, his eyes like black Liuli quietly looking at the girl in front of him.
Konghou, who was reminiscing with Cheng Yi, immediately turned his head and met Huanzong's beautiful eyes, his eyebrows crooked with a smile: "Huanzong, let me introduce to you, this is my senior brother Chengyi." For Konghou, Cheng Yi is also one of her most important relatives.
Huan Zong met Shang Chengyi's scrutinizing eyes, raised his hand and saluted, and his sleeves were placed in the air to draw an elegant arc: "Cheng Yi Dao is friendly."
"The Tao is friendly." Cheng Yi guessed his identity when he heard Konghou calling him Huanzong. This man is very good-looking, and even the entire Yunhuamen can't pick out a better-looking male disciple than him. At first glance, I only thought that he was an ordinary, sickly and beautiful young man without cultivation, but as the other party approached, Cheng Yi could be sure that he was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Huanzong is a disciple of Liuguangzong, thanks to him and senior Lin Hu to take care of him along the way." Konghou introduced Huanzong to Chengyi, "Huanzong is very powerful, he knows everything and understands everything."
Hearing the little junior sister who he raised as his daughter praised how good the other male cultivators were, Cheng Yi's heart was complicated. However, when she thought that the younger sister could let the sword repair of the Glazed Light Sect walk with her and take care of her everywhere, Cheng Yi's heart was sour and complicated, and there was a bit of strange pride.
As expected of his junior sister Konghou, there is nothing that can stum her when she is away from home.
"Many thanks to fellow Daoist Huan Zong for taking care of the younger sister." Cheng Yi cupped his hands and said, "The younger sister is young and ignorant. This way, the fellow Taoist has been worried."
Huan Zong thought that if he was Konghou's senior brother or teacher, he would be the one who would now express his thanks to outsiders, and he would be the one who was closer to Konghou.
"Daoist Chengyi is very kind, I am friends with Konghou, and we should take care of each other. Thank you for coming and going, but instead of sharing." Huan Zong said, "Konghou has helped me a lot along the way, even if I want to say thank you. , it should be me."
"Don't thank you all." Seeing Senior Brother and Huan Zong thanking each other, Konghou stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeves of the two of them, "I am relieved to know that there is nothing wrong with Jixiang Pavilion. There are also people who came back with us. The five auspicious pavilion disciples, senior brother, take them back with you."
"What about you?" Cheng Yi and the five Jixiang Pavilion disciples greeted each other and said to Konghou, "You have been out and about for so long, go to Jixiang Pavilion to wash up and rest first, and we will talk about what we have to do tomorrow. It's been a long time, you don't want to tell me what you've seen and heard along the way?"
"Isn't it good for me and Huan Zong to interrupt me hastily?" Kong Hou turned to look at Huan Zong, but did not agree immediately.
"Nothing, Lin Hu and I are staying at the nearby inn. If you have something to do, just come to the inn to find us." Huan Zong took out a packet of spiritual fruits from the storage ring, "These are the spiritual fruits you like to eat. Don't forget to eat when you go to Jixiang Pavilion."
"How can I let you live alone in the inn." Konghou didn't pick up the spirit fruit, "Don't make trouble."
alone
Lin Hu's brows moved, in the eyes of Miss Konghou, is he and the son one body, or is his sense of existence too weak
Cheng Yi: "… "
What is this with what? Why does he feel like a bad parent who wants to forcibly separate two playmates who are in a good relationship. The two playmates have no choice but to start dividing toys and make an appointment where to meet next time
"The real person Huan Zong is our savior. If you are willing to come to the sect as a guest, it is an honor of the sect. Please honor the real person so that the sect and the sect can entertain you." Ge Jin looked at the pale handsome man, and already imagined in his mind the picture of him standing alone in front of the window admiring the moon. The girl Konghou had such a good relationship with him, how could they be separated
What's more, Zhenren Huanzong is a direct disciple of the Glazed Light Sect. He is willing to come to a small sect like them as a guest, but he still gives them a face.
Huan Zong looked at Konghou, she was looking at him expectantly. Huan Zong turned around and bowed to Ge Jin: "If that's the case, then I will disturb the noble faction."
"Don't dare." Ge Jin didn't dare to accept Huan Zong's gift, and quickly avoided, "The real person please."
Cheng Yi smiled and said: "Huanzong Daoist is too polite. Your sect and our Yunhuamen have been friends for many years, so why pay attention to these small rules." Jixiang Pavilion is an affiliated school of Yunhuamen. They will not privately communicate with small sects that are already attached to the sect without any reason, so as not to be misunderstood as digging a wall.
It is said that thousands of years ago, You Xie Xiu used this method to sow discord, causing a huge conflict between Zhaohan Sect and Jiufeng Sect. Later, Xie Xiu's conspiracy was revealed, and Jiufeng Sect and Zhaohan Sect no longer aimed at each other, but until now, the relationship between these two major sects is not salty or light, and there is very little private communication.
Therefore, in order to avoid embarking on the old path of Zhaohan Sect and Jiufeng Sect, the current major sects are paying attention to this issue.
Among the top ten sects in the cultivation world, the Liuguang Sect has the highest prestige. The Zhaohan Sect and Jiufeng Sect are evenly matched, and they all follow the path of double cultivation of sword energy. Qingjing Temple is a Buddhist sect. When there is no major event, they like to stay on their own hills and grow vegetables and chant scriptures. It seems that growing a garden full of watery radishes is more interesting than chores in the realm of self-cultivation. Repair sect. The Beast King Sect, Danxia Tower, and Liangyi Sect are all old-fashioned sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. Although not many amazing and talented disciples have appeared in these years, the disciples they have taught are all good at it. Among the remaining three sects, Biyu Sect, like their Yunhua Sect, does not only teach one cultivation method, but accepts all kinds of disciples. Yuexingmen is best at deductions. This sect has the smallest number of disciples, and they don’t like to show their faces outside. Although they are at the bottom of the top ten sects, almost no sect dares to attack their ideas, even the evil cultivators who like to find trouble. Very tacit to avoid this martial art.
All monks know that monks who are good at deduction can also cast spells. Offending such monks is easy to lose luck. Luck, something invisible and intangible, is too important to practice.
Each of the ten major sects has its own style of doing things, but they all put a lot of energy into maintaining the peace of the comprehension world. All major sects know that peace is not easy to come by, so they are extra careful in many things that may cause misunderstandings.
No one wants to be a sinner who destroys peace.
"The fairy, the fairy, come with me." Seeing that the fairy of Yunhuamen had already negotiated with Zhenren Huan Zong, Ge Jin smiled and led the way. The people who wanted her to help fortune-telling saw Huan Zong and Cheng Yi behind her, they didn't dare to get close, they turned their heads and left.
Seeing that the situation is not right, turning around and slipping away is one of the best ways to save the lives of the people of Fengcheng.
"The people in your city are really warm." Konghou glanced at Hongling and the other four who were surrounded by the people behind him. He could see that the Jixiang Pavilion had a good relationship with the local people, otherwise these people would not dare to be so close to them.
"Let the fairy laugh." Ge Jin was carrying large and small bags of fruits and vegetables sent by the common people, "We entered the pavilion when we were very young. In order to exercise our deduction ability, the teacher often took us to the street to do free fortune-telling for the common people. Many people on the street either watched us grow up, or we watched him grow up. Today, seeing us come back from outside training, it is inevitable that we are more enthusiastic.”
For cultivators, seeing the newborn babies grow up and grow old, but they are still young, it is inevitable that they will feel emotional.
Konghou nodded understandingly, she thought of Yongcheng, and the people of Yongcheng did not do the same to their Yunhuamen disciples.
Compared with the exquisite and exquisite Hefengzhai, the building of Jixiang Pavilion is much simpler, but the atmosphere in the pavilion is equally warm. The disciples in the pavilion were very happy when they saw Ge Jin. After learning the identities of Konghou and Huan Zong, they respectfully and enthusiastically led them to the courtyard where the pavilion master was.
As a messenger sent by the main sect, Cheng Yi has a very high status in Jixiang Pavilion, and whenever a disciple passes by, he will respectfully salute him. But no matter what the cultivation level of the disciple who saluted, Cheng Yi would return the salute earnestly, and Kong Hou, who followed him, would also return the salute with a smile, and there was no arrogance because they were direct disciples of the main sect.
Lin Hu, who was following behind them, watched this scene, and felt that he seemed to understand a little bit, why he joined the affiliated sect after Yunhuamen, and hardly a word of bad words came out of Yunhuamen. You must know that even in the most prestigious Glazed Light Sect, there will be disciples from affiliated sects who complain that the rules of their main sect are too strict.
Entering the main hall, Lin Hu and others met the pavilion owner of Jixiang Pavilion.
The pavilion owner is a slightly fat old man. When he smiles, he is kind, like the most common enthusiastic uncle in the streets. If it wasn't for the spiritual pressure that Yuan Ying's ancestors could only have on him, I'm afraid no one would be able to see that he was a pavilion master.
Seeing them come in, the pavilion master warmly greeted them to sit down, and also asked the disciples to bring a large plate of melon and fruit snacks. Looking at the huge plate on the table and the melons and fruits that were almost overflowing on the plate, Konghou quickly took off the spiritual fruit on the edge to prevent them from rolling under the table. The hospitality of Jixiang Pavilion is too sincere. With so many spiritual fruits, how can they finish it
"This kind of fruit is sweet with some milky fragrance, does Fairy Konghou still like it if you try it?" The pavilion owner looked at Konghou with very kind eyes, just like an old grandfather who saw his lovely granddaughter and wanted to put all the delicious things in his mouth. give her.
Konghou was not polite, took a bite of the spirit fruit, nodded to the pavilion owner and said, "It's delicious, thank you pavilion lord."
"This kind of spiritual fruit is a special product of our Fengcheng. Even if it can be grown in other places, the taste is not authentic." The pavilion owner explained to Konghou how picky this kind of spiritual fruit is about the planting environment, and also said that there are many fake and shoddy products out there. It's just an appearance, but it doesn't actually have the effect of a real spiritual fruit.
Seeing that the pavilion master was about to explain to Fairy Konghou how to transplant spirit fruit seedlings, Ge Jin couldn't sit still and said, "Pavilion Master, Fairy Konghou and Zhenren Huanzong are going to protect us all the way. have a rest."
"Yes, Ge Jin is right." The pavilion master stood up, "Fairy Konghou, you are also tired. Go to rest first, and I will tell you more about it tomorrow."
Ge Jin: "… "
She didn't expect that the master would grab a little girl and talk about planting trees. How could this be of interest to the young girl? Turning his head to look at Konghou, not only did the other party show no impatience, but instead nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
Ge Jin: "… "
Today's young girl, she also can't understand.
Lingyoujie respected the east, so the courtyards where Konghou and Huan Zong lived were adjacent to Chengyi, and they were all on the east. Huan Zong wanted to send Konghou back to his room as usual, but turned around and saw that Cheng Yi had led Konghou into her yard. He paused at his feet and stood there looking at Konghou's back, but did not catch up.
"Huanzong." Konghou who stepped into the courtyard door turned around and met Huanzong's gaze, "Don't forget to eat Guyuandan."
"Okay." Huan Zong's eyes widened, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Cheng Yi's eyes fell on Huan Zong, but Jian Xiu, who should have reacted very quickly, didn't notice his gaze.
"Senior Brother." Konghou stretched out his finger and poked Yi's arm, "Let's go."
"Liuguang Sect recently sent two generous gifts to the sect, saying that it was to thank you for taking care of his sect disciples." Cheng Yi pushed open the door, checked the house, and laid two more layers of quilt for Konghou on the bed. , replaced the incense in the house with the concentrating incense commonly used by Konghou, "I don't think this real person Huan Zong is in good health?"
"Yeah." Konghou didn't say what was wrong with Huan Zong's body, he just said, "But he didn't bother me, but I was often taken care of by him and Senior Lin."
Cheng Yi sighed, "You like this Huan Zong?"
"I like it." Konghou nodded, seeing that Cheng Yi didn't seem very happy, his eyes rolled around and he hugged Cheng Yi's arm and shook it, "But my favorite is senior brother, really."
"Don't you like Master and your second senior brother the most?" Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows to look at her. He originally thought that Konghou had a relationship with Huan Zong, but when he heard her answer, he knew that he was thinking too much. How old is Konghou, and he was raised by them to be innocent and lively, how could he understand the love between men and women so early
"They're not here, it's the most important thing to make you happy." Konghou chuckled, released Cheng Yi's arm, and took out an unsightly male wrench from the storage ring, "This is the method I made. device, although it's not very useful..."
"It's very beautiful." Cheng Yi put his finger on his thumb, "I didn't expect that you have even learned the refining tool since you came out."
"It was Huan who taught me. In the first two days, I used ordinary real fire to make a gray iron ring. Later, Huan Zong gave me the fine fire to train my hands, and I made this wrench finger. It's my first finished product." Seeing the dim wrench on his brother's clean and slender fingers, Konghou felt a little embarrassed, "It seems... it's ugly."
"Nonsense, how can the things made by our Konghou be ugly." Cheng Yi smiled, "It took me three months to make a semi-finished product when I learned to forge, you are more prolific than senior brother. already."
"You are coaxing me again." Konghou snorted, "When I was not good at learning math, you said that even if you studied for a long time, it was not good, but Sister Linghui told me that it only took you a month to learn it very well. ."
Cheng Yi laughed, he didn't trick Konghou this time, it really took him several months to learn to forge. There are very few monks like Konghou who can make magic weapons after only a few days of study. Fortunately, Uncle Pei Huai didn't know about it yet, otherwise he would definitely have the idea of grabbing Konghou to Wuyang Peak.
But Konghou said, that Master Huan Zong gave her the fine fire to practice refining? Essence fire is rare. Many craftsmen are reluctant to use essence fire when refining ordinary instruments, let alone use it to practice hands. It can be seen that Huan Zong really takes care of his junior sister along the way.
"You rest first, and I'll come back for you to eat tomorrow morning." Cheng Yi adjusted the lid of the incense burner, "I'll cook what you want to eat."
"Senior brother's cooking is delicious." Konghou still remembers that when she first arrived at Yunhua Mountain, senior brother was worried that she had just come to the mountain and was not used to going to the dining hall to eat with other disciples, and felt that eating Bigu Pill was not good for her. Every day, he cooks for her at Qiyue Peak, until she is familiar with the senior sisters and seniors in the sect, and the seniors gradually stop cooking. But even so, she can often eat meals made by her brother.
"Your mouth is so sweet, it's fortunate that you are not a man, otherwise many women will be deceived by your mouth." Cheng Yi laughed, "Let's rest."
"Why don't you worry that Hao Erlang will be deceived by my mouth?" Konghou yawned, "Then I'm going to bed, you must call me tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Cheng Yi pressed her onto the bed and covered her with the quilt. "You can call me if you have anything. I'll live next to you."
"Yeah." Kong Hou closed her eyes with peace of mind. She used too much spiritual power, and she hasn't fully recovered yet, so she really needs a good rest.
Seeing Konghou closed his eyes, he fell asleep. Cheng Yi put down the gauze for her, and when he walked to the door, he was worried, fearing that the evil Xiu would raid in the middle of the night, so he added several barriers outside the house.
The child he raised by himself, even if he has grown up, is still the little girl in his eyes, and he always feels that he needs to arrange everything properly in order to reassure him.
In the middle of the night, Lin Hu stood in the yard, looked at the reflection on the window, walked to the window and whispered, "Master, it's already dark, you should go to bed."
The door was opened, and the neatly dressed Huan Zong came out: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"I see the lights in your room are still on, so I'll take a look." Lin Hu saw Huan Zong looking in the direction of the yard next door, "Is the son worried about Miss Konghou?"
Huanzong did not speak. During these days, Konghou lived with him in the same courtyard. Although the two were not in the same room, Huanzong felt that there was Konghou living in the next room, as if the room he lived in was also stained with freshness. Lively.
"Cheng Yi is Miss Konghou's eldest brother. I heard that since Miss Konghou joined Yunhuamen, this eldest brother has treated her very well. He combed Miss Konghou's hair when she was a child, and bought her dresses, and even many He also taught the cultivation technique by himself. When Miss Konghou is with him, she will not be wronged." Lin Hu said, "You can rest assured."
"Lin Hu." Huan Zong suddenly turned to look at him, "If I take Konghou to Liuguangzong and accept her as my eldest disciple, will she be willing?"
Lin Hu: "..."
The wind blew the treetops, making a rustling sound.
"Young Master, would you agree not to mention Konghou girl beforehand? If you really do this, we, Liuguang Sect and Yunhua Sect, will probably fight." Lin Hu saw that Huanzong didn't seem to be joking, "Seize the apprentice. The hatred is inexorable."
Huan Zong fell silent again.
"Miss Konghou's character is not suitable for staying in the Liuguang Sect." Lin Hu observed Huanzong's expression, "Every day before dawn, you need to get up to practice sword swinging, light mouth and heavy practice, and your emotions and anger cannot be expressed. Miss Konghou is a laughing and playful person, so if she goes to the Glazed Light Sect, wouldn't she be wronged?"
"You are right." Huan Zong lowered his eyelids, "Liu Guangzong is not suitable for her."
Under the moonlight, Huan Zong's face looked a little cold. Lin Hu wanted to say a few more words, but looking at Huan Zong's expressionless face, he fell silent.
Even if the son likes Konghou girl again, they will have a day apart. Cultivation has no time. Sometimes it takes decades to hundreds of years for a retreat. When the two meet again, the person is still the same person, but the mood may have been different.
Sword cultivators are cold-hearted and affectionate. It's not that they were born without feelings, but that their feelings have changed. Ordinary people have short lifespans. Life and death and time are all about the consumption of feelings. The influence of state of mind on Jianxiu is too great. If it is because of foreign objects that destroy the way, the cultivation will be lost in a lifetime.
In order to maintain the pure heart of kendo, many sword cultivators have become more and more indifferent, becoming the snow on the mountains, the abyss on the bottom of the sea, and there is no emotional ups and downs all year round. Whether this is right or wrong, no one can tell.
Thousands of years ago, there were even sword cultivators who killed their fathers, mothers, wives and children to prove the Tao. Fortunately, the Dao was not successful, so more sword cultivators did not follow suit.
Does the young master know that his attitude towards Miss Konghou has already surpassed his previous attitude towards others
"Go to sleep." Huan Zong raised his hand, "I'll sit here for a while."
"Young Master." Lin Hu stopped talking, then said after a while, "Miss Konghou will return to Yunhuamen sooner or later."
Huan Zong turned to look at him, his pupils were bottomless in the night: "I know."
Lin Hu saluted him and turned back to his room.
Huanzong looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds approached the crescent moon, trying to hide its brilliance. He waved into the air, the dark clouds dissipated, and the moonlight sprinkled the entire auspicious pavilion. He pointed his toes and stood on the wall, looking in the direction of Konghou's house.
Outside the room, several barriers were formed, seemingly refusing anyone's approach.
In the main courtyard, the pavilion master closed the window, shook his head and sighed: "Now the young people, each one is weirder than the other." A good sword cultivator, who does not sleep in the middle of the night, wearing white brocade clothes standing on the wall blowing the cold wind, what kind of hobby is this
Just like his incompetent apprentices, the Great Way of Heaven and Earth can't be counted. What clothes to wear and what to eat every day, but to count a few hexagrams, are all weird problems.
The next morning, when Konghou heard a knock on the door, he thought it was the elder brother who woke her up, and opened the door sleepily. The person standing outside was Huan Zong, who was holding a bowl of spiritual energy in his hand. The spirit fruit, the red, green and green spirit fruit is really good-looking.
"Master Huanzong?" Cheng Yi walked into the yard with a tray full of breakfast, and looked at the door of Konghou several times. How could Master Huanzong get close to his sister's house
What about the enchantment he established