"That's the head of Yuanji Sect, the real person of Shuangqing." Huan Zong noticed that Konghou was very curious about Shuangqing, so he told Konghou Shuangqing's identity, "This person is good at business, but his cultivation is mediocre. He succeeded the door. Not long after the Lord, a huge spiritual vein was discovered. Yuanjimen took this opportunity to vigorously develop the economy, and in just a hundred years, he earned a lot of spiritual stones in the cultivation world."
"The cultivation base is mediocre, but the money is great?" Konghou put down the curtain, leaving only a small gap. Through the small slit, she saw that Shuangqing was getting closer and closer to their carriage, and the horse under him scratched his front hooves in discomfort after approaching the Flying Horse.
Aware of Ma'er's anxiety, Shuangqing turned his head to look at the carriage that he hadn't put in his eyes at all, and met Lin Hu's gaze. Lin Hu nodded at him, and Shuangqing nodded reservedly, tightening the reins without evading.
Lin Hu didn't want to get entangled with him on such trivial matters, so he rushed the Flying Horse to avoid a few steps to the side. When Shuangqing left, Lin Hu drove the carriage to the inn.
When he arrived at the inn to meet Changde, Changde had already booked two small courtyards at the inn. Originally, he planned to live in one courtyard for the male cultivator and one yard for the female cultivator, so it was just right.
Who knew that the sword cultivator Huan Zong didn't seem to like living with other cultivators, so he spent money to reserve a yard and lived in it with Fairy Konghou. Changde thought about it carefully, and felt that this arrangement was not bad, so that everyone would not be used to living together because they were not familiar with each other.
Seeing that Huanzong and Konghou went to other small courtyards, Changde returned to the backyard and found several junior brothers and sisters and said: "This time, when entering the secret realm, safety is the first priority. Do something too impulsive."
"Yes." The younger brothers and sisters responded sparsely.
"This time there are also disciples from the Glazed Light Sect and Yunhua Sect. Don't be laughed at by other sects."
"Liuguangzong and Yunhuamen should join in the fun?" Lingbo thought that he had heard it wrong, such a small secret realm that would be opened once every 500 years. The disciples have come together, is there something good in it
"You have met those two fellow Daoists." Chang De was worried that Lingbo would be making trouble at this moment, so he made it clear to her in advance.
"Have I seen it?" Lingbo thought of Konghou of Yunhuamen, she frowned, how could she even encounter such a thing? After what happened in the inn, she soon returned to the sect, and heard about the evil cultivator's conspiracy, deliberately provoking the contradiction between the sect and the loose cultivator, trying to confuse the world of comprehension.
If it wasn't for Konghou's intentional or unintentional obstruction at that time, she could not guarantee that her temper would make things worse. Looking back now, she can't help but feel a little lucky, "Is it Fairy Konghou from Yunhuamen?"
"It's her and the Huan Sect of Liuguang Sect." Changde nodded, "I made an appointment with them this time, so I can take care of them."
Ayanami's lips moved, thinking of the teacher's teaching before going out, she had to swallow the words back in her stomach.
"If you are not used to walking with others, wait until you enter the secret realm and find out the environment inside before you decide whether to split up." Changde thought for a while, and said to a junior brother, "Junior brother, if you meet in the past few days, Shuangqingren, the head of Yuanji Gate, you must remember that you must not let him know your name."
"What's wrong with my name?" The younger brother's name is Fang Yingzheng. Not long after the foundation was established, he came out with the brothers and sisters this time to increase his experience.
"Shuangqingren has a small habit." Changde coughed lightly, "He doesn't like people with the surname Fang."
"What's wrong with the surname Fang, and I haven't taken his family's Lingmi pills, how can I still care about my surname?" Fang Yingzheng whispered, but he didn't dare to make trouble in front of the eldest senior brother, so he angrily agreed.
"Senior brother, why does Shuangqing dislike people with the surname Fang?" Lingbo felt that this hobby was really weird.
"How do I know about other people's private affairs? If you have time to worry about this, you might as well go back to your room and meditate for a while to consolidate your cultivation." And the appearance of a direct disciple?"
When the younger brothers and sisters heard this, even if they were full of curiosity in their hearts, they did not dare to ask again.
Before dinner in the evening, Lin Hu noticed that Miss Konghou seemed to have dressed up again. He turned his head and glanced at the sky that was about to get dark outside. It was almost night, so what else was going on
It's really a needle in the heart of a woman, and so do young women.
After reaching the dining hall outside, Lin Hu finally understood why. Lingbo of Zhaohan Sect was also there, and the other party was also dressed up, looking at them with hot eyes, but this hotness was not for the son, but for the girl Konghou.
"Fairy Konghou."
"Fairy Ayanami."
The two beautiful women looked at each other, smiled and greeted each other, as if they were best friends in a boudoir whom they hadn't seen for many years.
Lin Hu seemed to understand why Konghou had to dress up.
"I heard that Miss Konghou has broken through the heartbeat stage, so I would like to congratulate the fairy first." Lingbo's pupils are very beautiful. When she looks at someone, she will make the person being looked at realize that she is her world. illusion.
"Thank you fairy, my cultivation base is low, how can I be a fairy?" Konghou smiled and walked to the table. Huan Zong, who was behind her, helped her pull a stool and poured her a glass of water silently.
When a man doesn't understand what a woman is saying, the best way to deal with it is to keep silent.
Oh, show off that someone poured her tea? Ling wave sneered in the bottom of his heart, and pushed his cup in front of his junior brother. The junior brother looked at the teacup that was eighty percent full in Lingbo's hand, and looked at her blankly. Senior Sister, what does this mean, if you pour more tea, it will overflow.
Ayanami flicked the teacup with her index finger and opened her mouth to make a mouth shape: "Pour tea."
Fang Yingzheng took an empty glass from the side and poured another glass for Lingami. After it was over, he shrank to Changde's side, and decided not to come out before dinner was over.
After dinner, Changde invited Konghou and Huanzong to the courtyard for a chat.
"Regarding the secret realm, it may not be appropriate for us to enter privately. According to the opinion of the two fellow Taoists, should we inform Yuanjimen?" Changde looked at Huan Zong and Konghou. To be precise, the person he was looking at was Huan Zong. Although Konghou and Huanzong were both disciples of the sect, Huanzong had a profound cultivation and should be the one who could call the shots.
Who knew that Huan Zong did not answer his question, but cast his eyes on Konghou.
"I think it's better to inform Yuanjimen. Whether they will send disciples to participate is their own business." Konghou thought about it carefully, she and Huan Zong entered the secret realm mainly to get Xunyun branches and other things It's optional for them. Therefore, the number of people entering the secret realm has little effect on them, which also saves the generation of rumors.
The higher the status of the sect, the easier it is to become the target of other monks, so they go to a secret realm today, and when they come out tomorrow, the rumor will become "the three major sects snatch and take away the secret realm of the small sect." Regardless of whether such rumors are reasonable or not, it will be troublesome if someone believes them to be true.
"Miss Konghou makes sense, and I feel the same way." Changde gave Konghou a gentle smile. This Konghou girl was really pleasing.
"Are you thirsty?" Huan Zong said suddenly. He was about to look at Changde Konghou, but he could only turn his head to look at him, "Huan Zong, I just finished dinner, and I can't drink it now."
"Okay." He didn't insist, nodded and said, "I think similar to you, and since that's the case, we will officially visit Yuanjimen tomorrow by submitting a signature."
Chang De smiled and said yes, and after Huanzong and Konghou both left, he hesitated and said, "Do you think that fellow Daoist Huanzong seems to be very indifferent to me?"
The other three junior brothers shook their heads in unison.
"What's so strange about this?" Lingbo took off the hairpin on the side of her temples and threw it back, "Konghou and I can both be undercurrents. It's not surprising that there is a little coldness between the two of you." The essence of the relationship is actually the same, as long as people compare, they will have emotions. It's just that smart people know how to ease such emotions, and people who are not smart enough will only make themselves ugly.
"Senior sister, you are clearly talking and laughing with Fairy Konghou, how come it has become an undercurrent?"
"You also believe the woman's scene?" Ayanami raised her chin, "You can't even see the essence through the phenomenon, how do you practice."
Junior Brother: "..."
Why did he speak just now
Yuanji Gate is located in the east of Kuicheng, and there are many spirit gathering formations on the whole mountain, and the aura is so dense that it condenses into fog. From a distance, Yuanjimen looks like a palace floating among the clouds.
The three pilgrimages were delivered to Shuangqingren, the master of Yuanji Gate.
"Liuguangzong, Zhaohanzong, and..." Shuangqingren turned over the last letter of worship several times, "Why did the disciples of Yunhuamen come to me?" Many thoughts flashed in his mind. , finally put down the post and said, "Open the front door to welcome you."
Konghou and his group were still waiting for the reply from Shuangqingren, but after standing at the foot of the mountain for a while, the mountain gate suddenly opened wide, and countless disciples dressed in golden golden robes descended from the sky, separated from the left and right, and saluted in unison.
"You are welcome." Konghou looked at the dark gold patterns on the clothes of these disciples and the neatly aligned gemstone rings on his knuckles, and felt that these people were radiating golden light all over their bodies.
"My heart is very happy when a friend comes from afar." A voice came down from the mountain gate, "Fellow Daoists, please come in."
Konghou turned his head to look at Huan Zong, wondering if he should listen to the meaning of the voice and go straight up.
"Don't be afraid." Huan Zong held Kong Hou's wrist through the fabric of his clothes. He didn't take the Zongmen's mountain path, but soared into the air and flew towards the source of the sound. Seeing this, Changde, Lingbo and the others also followed.
Shuangqing originally planned to dress himself up like a fairy, and then walked out under the curious eyes of the younger generation. Which one of these plans was wrong in the first step, who would have known that the seemingly taciturn Glazed Light Sect Sword Cultivator would have such a rude side.
"Wow." After Fang Yingzheng landed, the first thing he saw was Shuangqing's square head and Guozi face. He had never seen such a square head before, so he couldn't help exclaiming, which caused Shuangqing to stare at him .
No wonder Sect Master Yuanji didn't like to hear the word "Fang", his face was too serious, his chin was almost as wide as his forehead.
"Everyone came from afar, sit down and talk slowly about anything." Shuangqing sorted out the golden robes on his body, walked in front of them, and led them to the inner hall. Halfway through, he turned to look at everyone, "I heard that Fairy Konghou killed Xie Xiu earlier, and the elders and peak masters in the sect were full of admiration. Please forgive me, I don't know who is the Konghou girl? "
"Junior is it." Konghou said with a smile, "Senior is good."
"A real boy is a hero, a hundred stories are better than a glimpse. The fairy has already achieved such a position at a young age, and the future is particularly promising." Shuangqing pushed open the door of the inner hall, "Your sect has taught his disciples very well."
The moment the hall door opened, Huan Zong suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Konghou behind him. He frowned as he looked at the dimly lit inner hall.
Noticing Huan Zong's action, Changde stretched out his hand to stop the younger brothers and sisters from entering the door.
The air was filled with an almost invisible smell of blood, and Shuangqing's face was not very good-looking.
There were no fatalities inside. A man who looked a little abnormal was sitting on the ground with blood dripping from the back of his hand, looking a little aggrieved.
"Grandpa." Seeing Shuangqing, the man hurriedly raised his hand, "My hand hurts so much."
Shuangqing endured it, went forward and wiped the blood on the back of the man's hand with a clean handkerchief, and fed him an elixir, only then did the disciple lead the man away.
"I'll make you laugh." Shuangqing greeted everyone to sit down, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, and the smell of blood that seemed to be absent made this embarrassment mixed with some unreliable guesses.
"When I first established the foundation, I brought back a disciple from the human world." Shuangqing glanced at Konghou, "His aptitude is very good, but in the end, because of his unstable mind, he caused a demon when he crossed the tribulation, not only lost his mind, but also I thought I was a three- or four-year-old kid."
"I shouldn't have brought him from the human world back then." Shuangqing reluctantly smiled, "Perhaps his background is destined to be unsuitable for cultivation."
Huan Zong said lightly: "The cultivator's personality has nothing to do with where he came from, Shuangqingren is joking."
Shuangqingzhen looked at Huan Zong's indifferent eyes, his mind seemed to be frozen, what did he want to say