Looking at Jiu Hui's wide eyes, Luo Yan became more talkative: "Later, the woman disappeared. Some people said that she couldn't bear the two people quarreling over her so she left quietly, and some people said that she died at the hands of the current Jiu Tian Sect's leader. Whatever the truth is, since her disappearance, the engaged couple parted ways and became enemies."
"All of this is just gossip, don't take it seriously. People are naturally forgetful, and things that happened a few decades ago can be forgotten, let alone things that happened hundreds of years ago." Elder Mo took out a wine pot from somewhere and drank from it. When he heard the younger generations talking about old things, he chuckled and said, "Your master did tell me a few words about that woman."
He looked into the distance with a nostalgic look on his face: "Back then, my cultivation was shallow and I had never left the sect. One day, your master suddenly left the sect and returned about a year later. A few days later, news spread that the engagement between the Qinglan Sect and the Jiutian Sect's head disciple was cancelled. At that time, your master said, what a pity."
"Pity for whom?"
"Of course it's a pity for that female demon." Elder Mo laughed: "Whether it's a human or a demon, the world's affairs are trapped in people's words, and it is difficult for others to distinguish right from wrong. However, the parties involved naturally know the right and wrong, and someone will eventually feel guilty."
"Master." Chang He looked at Elder Mo suspiciously: "Is that all?"
Isn't this sigh from the Grandmaster enough to make Master remember someone
"Traitor!" Elder Mo faced the suspicious gazes of several juniors and coughed dryly: "When you two broke off the engagement, you had a huge argument and threw a lot of things."
"Master... did you pick up the things that were thrown away?"
"How can that be called picking up? That's called being thrifty." Elder Mo stiffened his neck and said, "Can it be called picking up when a cultivator takes flowers and plants that others don't want?"
"That's called fate with us." Jiu Hui nodded in agreement with Elder Mo's words: "If you don't pick up things that others don't want, he won't pick them up either. It's a pity to let good things go bad, and it's a shame to waste them. Master has found a new home for those discarded flowers and plants, which is a great kindness!"
"You are a teachable boy." Elder Mo nodded: "Remember, cultivation is both to follow the will of heaven and to fight against fate. Don't laugh at other people's trivial matters and don't be a person who gets caught in the fun." Elder Mo patted the gourd under his seat: "Hold on tight, we are going to speed up!"
While a few people were sitting around gourds drinking and chatting in Wangshu Pavilion, some of the sects that had already left Wenxian City secretly sent disciples back to the city to inquire about the little girl who had stabbed the demon sect's guardian with a butcher knife.
That devil is one of the ten guardians of the Demon Cult and has a high level of cultivation. How can an ordinary person have the ability to hurt him
No one believed that she really died after jumping off the devil's flying sword. They were worried that other sects would discover this woman's extraordinary talent and hide her first.
"Senior Sister, do you think it's possible that the Yuzhen Sect secretly took the person away?"
"Impossible." Senior Sister shook her head: "From the time of the incident until we left, Yuzhen Sect didn't pay much attention to that girl. Now they are carrying the corpse of the demon leader. In order to avoid being hunted down by other members of the Demon Sect, they should rush back to the sect as quickly as possible."
Just as he finished speaking, they saw two Yuzhen Sect disciples dressed in gorgeous clothes coming out of the teahouse, holding a scroll in their hands.
The two's eyes met in the air, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
"Why did you two Taoist friends go and come back?"
"Haha, what a coincidence, how come you guys came back?"
The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and the disciple of Yuzhen Sect spoke: "My master is kind and soft-hearted. Thinking of the girl who was held hostage by the devil and fought bravely to fight the devil and defend the way, but in the end, no one knows whether she is alive or dead, he sent two of my brothers to find her. If the girl is still alive, we will take her back to Yuzhen Sect to recover. If she is unfortunately killed, we will bury her properly."
"Didn't our several major sects search together just now but couldn't find any trace of that girl?" The senior sister of the sect sneered in her heart. Everyone knew that the elder of the Yuzhen Sect was greedy for money and even his life magic weapon was an abacus. How could he be kind and soft-hearted by nature
"What if we missed something?" The Yuzhen Sect disciple pretended not to notice the mockery in the other party's eyes: "Looking more times means more hope, fellow Daoist, don't you think this is the truth?"
Before the two sides finished speaking, a disciple of Jiutian Sect was seen bending over and sneaking among the crowd, holding a piece of drawing paper and asking questions.
Suddenly the disciple froze and met the gazes of several people.
"Haha, what a coincidence."
Half an hour later, the people from the five sects met again in Wenxian City.
The Yuzhen Sect looked at the other four sects: They had been pretending as if nothing had happened and didn't even say a word about it, but they didn't expect that they would secretly send people to snatch talents afterwards. These four sects are really dirty-hearted.
Jiutianmen looks at the other four sects: They are just pretending, how can they cultivate immortality when they are so good at acting? Just become actors!
The other three sects looked at the Yuzhen Sect and the Jiutian Sect: If such big sects were doing such things, what was wrong for them to learn from them
"Oh, what a coincidence, our masters are all kind-hearted people."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
They are all people who respect their teachers. Praising their teachers for being soft-hearted and kind is filial piety, filial piety!
"Ah!" Jiu Hui rubbed her itchy nose and looked up at the gloomy sky: "Elder, it looks like it's going to rain. When can we get to the sect?"
No matter how novel and beautiful the scenery is, it will become boring after sitting there for half a day.
"Based on the flying speed of Master's gourd, it will probably take two or three days." Luoyan lay down on the gourd skillfully, pushing Changhe and Zhiyou into the corner. Changhe complained a little, and Zhiyou moved aside to make more space.
Click.
A drop of water hit Jiu Hui's face. She looked up at the sky and said, "It's raining."
There was nothing covering the gourd artifact, so Changhe Luoyan looked at Elder Mo and said, "Master, do you have an umbrella?"
Elder Mo shook his head. He had originally planned to take the Star Gate's flying boat back and forth when he went out, so why would he bring an umbrella
"I brought it." Jiu Hui took out several umbrellas from the storage ring and distributed them to everyone one by one, but except Zhiyou who opened the umbrella and held it above his head, the other three just stared at her hands without moving.
"What's wrong?" The rain hit the umbrella, making crackling sounds.
The three of them came back to their senses. Elder Mo flew to Jiu Hui's side and said with a smile: "Jiu Hui, did you bring the storage ring?"
"Yeah." Jiu Hui nodded and moved the umbrella towards Elder Mo to shield him from the rain. "The village chief said that everyone who practices Taoism has a storage ring. If I don't have one, others might laugh at me and look down on me, so he thought of many ways to get one for me."
The silence between the master and his two disciples was louder than the roar of a tiger in the mountains. Does your village have any misunderstandings about the outside world
"Your village... is quite rich." Luoyan looked at the umbrella in her hand and slowly opened it. It was another day when she envied others.
"Our village is very poor. For this storage ring, Aunt Jiao wove cloth for three years, Uncle Long fished for four years, and Uncle Liu moved bricks in the town outside for five years. There are also the village chief, Aunt Hu, Aunt Liu, Uncle Yang, Uncle Bu..." Jiu Hui counted a long list of names: "They all saved money for a long time." "Raising a child in wealth will empty the whole village." Luo Yan shook her head and sighed: "Raising a child is not easy."
How come she has never met an elder who is willing to sell all his belongings to buy an expensive storage ring for his child
"Then you should practice hard and don't let the elders in the village down." Elder Mo laughed: "The future of our Wangshu Pavilion is in the hands of your generation."
"Okay, Elder." Jiu Hui raised her head and pointed to the distance: "Elder, there is a city ahead."
"We should have arrived at Tianhe City." Elder Mo looked ahead and saw nothing but mist.
He smiled. Teenagers have good eyesight.
"Master, how about we stay in the city for one night and continue our journey after the rain stops?"
Elder Mo flew back to his original position and sat cross-legged: "I don't have money, do you have any?"
Luoyan and Changhe covered their purses at their waists and shook their heads.
"I have."
Zhiyou, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up for the first time: "I'll pay for the inn."
Then the three masters and apprentices saw Zhiyou spread out his palm, and there was a bulging pouch in his palm.
Changhe Luoyan's eyes widened. He also has a storage ring? !
Now, are storage rings some worthless little gadgets that everyone has
A gust of wind blew, and Jiu Hui looked up to see a magnificent and huge flying boat looming in the dark clouds. Several disciples were standing on the deck, looking down at Jiu Hui and others on the gourd with arrogant and indifferent expressions.
"That is the pride of the Jiutian Sect." Luoyan explained.
The strong wind blew up Jiu Hui's hair, and the long hair scattered behind her flew unrestrainedly. She slightly moved the umbrella above her head and met the eyes of the leading disciple.
On the flying boat.
"Who is that?" Nanluo asked his fellow apprentice beside him.
"Big Brother, that should be a small sect that has just accepted some disciples." The junior brother looked at the few people holding umbrellas awkwardly on the shabby flying gourds and said, "Should we give them a ride?"
“No need.” Nan Lu retracted his gaze: “These people are of average caliber and have uncertain personalities, so don’t get yourself into trouble. Inform them to move forward at full speed and rush back to the sect as quickly as possible.”
The matter of the Silver Elder needs to be resolved as soon as possible.
Seeing Jiu Hui staring at the flying boat of Jiu Tian Sect, Luo Yan thought that she wanted to join Jiu Tian Sect, and hurriedly said, "These disciples of the big sects are high and mighty, and they pay attention to qualifications and family background. It's not easy to get along with them."
"Yeah." Jiu Hui nodded, "I also think the Jiutian Sect is not good."
"What's wrong?" Changhe was curious.
"It defeats me."
"Huh?!" The three masters and apprentices all made puzzled sounds, and Zhiyou also turned his head to look at Jiuhui.
"Grandpa Bu said that I have a good fate, and it will be smooth sailing when I go out to learn from a master. If someone brings me trouble along the way, it will definitely not be my fault, but the other person is incompatible with me."
The master and his two disciples recalled what happened in Wenxian City and were unable to refute it for a moment.
"Xiao Jiuhui is right. The Jiutian Sect is definitely your nemesis. And those people from the Demon Sect are also your nemesis. When you meet people from the Demon Sect in the future, you must stay away from them." Elder Mo gloated and added fuel to the fire: "So our Wangshu Pavilion is the most suitable for you."
Zhiyou in the corner lowered his head and thought silently, is there such a saying
So the world outside... is this what it is like
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