Li Ying's heart was deeply hurt, so he shrugged and stepped aside. He glared at Shen Zha angrily and stretched out his hand: "Give my senior sister back to me."
Shen Zha was unaware of the open and secret struggles within the Industrial Sect, and was puzzled when he heard this: "Senior Sister?"
The developer looked at the pitiful little apprentice brother, and gave him a rare bit of face, and jumped into his arms: "Meow~"
Li Ying grabbed the cat's paw and sucked it, feeling a little comforted: "Senior Sister is still the best to me."
The corner of Shen Zha's mouth twitched slightly.
Where did the Industrial Sect get such a weird disciple? !
At this time, the crowd welcoming the guests at the airport became lively again.
"Another flying boat is coming!"
"It's Yongritian, I see their red lights!"
The people on the Qingyu Platform looked into the distance and saw another flying boat coming in the clouds.
This flying boat is three stories high, just like the one of the Zhan Cang Sect. At the bow stands a mast made of Dingfeng wood, with a colored glass lamp in the shape of a flourishing flower on top.
There was no oil or wick in the lamp, but a flame was burning out of thin air. Even in the daytime, it was still shining brightly, reflecting the colorful clouds around it.
This is another famous strange lamp in Yong Zhoutian. It is said that it can create the illusion of the world and make people intoxicated.
The red lights cleared the way, and the flying boat slowly landed on the Qingyutai helipad. A spiritual power spread to the surroundings along with the colorful lights, and the onlookers suddenly felt their souls lighten, as if they were in a dream.
The cabin door opened, and the person who came out was not the leader of Yong Zhoutian, but Elder Hou.
It turned out that the leader of Yong Zhou Tian had achieved great success in the past few years and was about to enter the Mahayana stage, so he had to retreat to practice in seclusion, and only came out a few times a year to handle the affairs of the sect. The rest of the time, all matters of the sect were handled by Elder Hou and a group of senior officials.
Elder Hou also led the team to Kunlun for the final of this competition.
Behind Elder Hou followed Hou Shiyun, Yu Sigong and dozens of other disciples who had made it to the finals. They were all wearing silk robes embroidered with auspicious clouds, and they looked celestial.
The welcoming elder of Kunlun Sect quickly led his disciples to greet him: "Elder Hou, thank you for your long journey."
The crowd was filled with emotion.
"As expected of Yong Zhou Tian's immortal master, he looks like he came down from heaven."
"The Red Dust Lantern is truly bizarre, something I've never seen before."
"Hey, then you haven't seen it in its true glory. It's still daytime now. The last time I saw it, it was night. The light really looked like a fairyland in a dream."
When the disciples of Yong Zhoutian heard the praise, a hint of complacency appeared on their faces.
Only Yu Sigong turned a deaf ear to them. Instead, he looked at Zhu Changyang and his group, and nodded at them from a distance, as if to thank Weimingyu for saving his life.
The eternal daylight scenery did not last for less than a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew towards us. Flower petals from the sky fell like drizzle and flew towards the Qingyu Terrace.
Everyone felt their hearts flutter, and then there was a loud bang.
"Hehuan Palace is here!"
In the misty sea of clouds, a magnificent flying boat slowly sailed out.
Hehuan Palace has always been ostentatious. The flying boat looks like a pleasure boat, with flowers all over the boat, and spirit butterflies and golden sparrows flying around it.
The palace people did not hide in the cabin like other sects, but appeared on the deck in a swagger.
Both men and women were dressed in gorgeous gauze clothes that revealed half of their arms, with flowers dotted on their foreheads. They were either leaning against the side of the boat, or simply sitting on the edge of the boat, generously exposing a section of their white and tender calves outside the boat, kicking the clouds and mist playfully.
A beautiful woman with a peacock crown on her head and a graceful figure stood at the bow, followed by two handsome young men. One of them was holding a jade fan, and it was Nan Rongbo.
Needless to say, the woman wearing the peacock crown is Nan Rongbo's mother, the current Palace Master of Hehuan Palace, Nan Rong Yanbo.
As the pleasure boat approached, the crowd became more and more excited.
"Ahh, they're so beautiful! My heart is beating so fast!"
"Palace Master Nanrong, you are my goddess!!"
"Palace Master, please look at me. I am willing to burn incense and sweep the floor for you—"
Studio:
[Fuck, they are just fan circle boys and girls! ]
[But the people in Hehuan Palace are so beautiful. The Palace Master is even prettier than Nan Rongbo! What kind of immortal sect is this?]
Zhu Changyang looked at the restless crowd with mixed feelings.
All the sects and schools had a bad opinion of the Hehuan Palace, but ordinary people liked it very much. Ordinary people didn't care what kind of Taoism others practiced.
Appearance is the right way!
It’s really the entertainment industry.
However, Hehuan Palace is not like the idols in the entertainment industry who have to look at the faces of fans. Nan Rong Yanbo heard the shouting, raised the corner of her eye, glanced at the people who shouted the loudest, and laughed softly: "Don't come near me if you look like that."
The faces of the people who were scolded changed and they covered their faces and cried.
"Woo, woo, woo, the goddess is talking to me!"
"Palace Master, please scold me again. I want to remember it and savor it over and over again!"
The pleasure boat landed lightly on the jade platform, and Nan Rong Yanbo and his disciples flew down. Their graceful movements once again caused a commotion.
Elder Kunlun stepped forward and greeted, "Palace Master Nanrong, how are you?"
"Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong." Nan Rong Yanbo smiled in return, but after saying only two words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he left Elder Kunlun and walked quickly to Zhu Changyang and his group, "May I ask which sects these young lords are from?"
As he spoke, his eyes wandered over several people, passing through Zhu Changyang, Jie Li, Xuan Yang, and Li Ying one by one, skipping over two ordinary-looking technicians, and finally settling on Jun Shu, "I didn't expect that there is such an extraordinary sect in the Nine Regions. I have never seen it before. This is really not right."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
If he understood correctly, the "extraordinary" that Nan Rong Yanbo mentioned should mean "good-looking".
All I can say is that there is a reason why Hehuan Palace has a bad reputation.
"Mother, these are the friends I mentioned to you, Brother Zhu and Brother Jun." Nan Rongbo stepped forward and introduced them.
"So it's them." Nan Rong Yanbo suddenly realized and gave her son an admiring look, "Yes, you are worthy of being my biological son. Your eyes for making friends are as accurate as mine."
His eyes lingered on Jun Shu and Zhu Changyang again, "You two young princes have extraordinary talents. I have a technique that is most suitable for handsome men like you. Well, I mean, for young men like you to practice, I wonder if you are interested in exchanging ideas with our sect?"
Jun Shu saw her staring at Zhu Changyang with a slightly frowned brow. Without waiting for a reply, another young man following Nan Rong Yanbo became anxious and could not help but speak: "Palace Master, we are here to participate in the competition. The elders of Kunlun Sect are still waiting for you. Don't just talk to the Industrial Sect."
Nan Rongbo also coughed lightly and reminded in a low voice: "Mother, since you have brought Master Qin here, please restrain yourself a little."
It turned out that this young man was Qinzhou, the son of the lord of Yanyu City, which was under the jurisdiction of Hehuan Palace. He was in his early twenties. Last year, he went to Hehuan Palace to present gifts on behalf of his father. He fell in love with Nanrong Yanbo at first sight and tried every means to stay in Hehuan Palace.
Nan Rong Yanbo already had several lovers with whom she practiced dual cultivation, and had no intention of expanding her harem, but she could not resist Qinzhou, a handsome young man with a deep affection for her.
Nan Rong Yanbo was reluctant to hurt the beauty's heart, so after some persuasion, he finally accepted it with tears in his eyes.
Because of this, her lovers were very jealous, and the palace was in turmoil. Nan Rongbo used an excuse to go to Jijin Sect with Zhu Changyang and others that day, partly to avoid this matter.
Nan Rong Yanbo originally did not bring any lover with her when she came to Kunlun this time, but Qinzhou knew her behavior and insisted on going with her no matter what.
Nan Rong Yanbo had no choice but to bring him along.
Facts have proved that Qinzhou's worries were not groundless. As soon as the flying boat landed, Nan Rong Yanbo was dazzled by the handsome young man.
After hearing his son's words, Nan Rong Yanbo remembered that his lover was still beside him. He immediately restrained his expression and said seriously, "Don't get me wrong. I am obsessed with the Dao. When I see a talented Daoist friend, I can't help but want to communicate with him. I have absolutely no other thoughts."
She spoke with great righteousness, but the people around her couldn't help but twitch their lips.
As if no one knows the true nature of your Hehuan Palace!
In particular, the Kunlun and Yongzhoutian sects have always attached great importance to etiquette and laws, and they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly when they saw this.
Yong Zhoutian was already unhappy when the Hehuan Palace overshadowed him as soon as he got off the plane, and now he showed a bit of disdain.
Elder Hou was not surprised at all, and only joked: "Palace Master Nanrong is still as... bold as ever."
Only the people in Hehuan Palace remained calm and nodded in agreement.
"The Palace Master really has good intentions."
"This world has a deep misunderstanding of the Palace Master." Qin Zhou held Nan Rong Yanbo's hand, his eyes moving: "I understand."
Nan Rong Yanbo gave him a charming smile: "I'm glad you understand."
Zhu Changyang almost spit out his tears.
As expected of someone in the entertainment industry, he is unrestrained and free.
He silently used his spiritual sense to open the live broadcast background and took a look, and was immediately shocked.
In the short quarter of an hour that Hehuan Palace appeared, the popularity of the live broadcast room and the amount of nutrient solution soared, and the barrage was even more enthusiastic:
[Zhu Changyang, from now on, please lock yourself in with Hehuan Palace! Don't make me kneel down and beg you! ]
[It’s better to let Hehuan Palace open the registration link as soon as possible! Just tell me how much the registration fee is, I will pay it with nutrient solution! ]
[Chang Yang shouldn't have founded his own sect in the first place. It would have been great if he had joined the He Huan Palace! ]
Zhu Changyang: “…”
He is going to join the Hehuan Palace, and his live broadcast room will probably be permanently closed.
Although he was a little speechless, he was shamefully tempted when he saw netizens' enthusiasm for Hehuan Palace and thought about the huge amount of nutrient solution needed for the next entry.
He immediately became bold and took a step forward to hand over his business card to Nan Rong Yanbo: "Your sect is really unrestrained and uninhibited. If the Palace Master is free in the future, why not bring everyone in the palace to Fubiao Mountain as a guest."
Nan Rong Yanbo raised the corner of his eye, quite surprised.
She had flirted with boys for so many years, and they either flirted with her with blushing faces or pretended to be innocent. This was the first time she met someone who was neither humble nor arrogant, and took the initiative to make friends with her. Her attitude became a little more serious, she took the business card, scanned it, and said with a smile: "Very good, after the competition is over, I will ask my disciples to go to your sect to purchase products."
Zhu Changyang rubbed his hands together, looking expectant: "Please send more people when the time comes, preferably a whole group."
The boy and girl groups all have super traffic codes, and by then the nutrients will flow in like a flood!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Nan Rong Yanbo: “…?”
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I suddenly feel like someone is taking advantage of me
The author has something to say:
Hehuan Palace: Met an opponent!
Live broadcast room: Pants flying!
(End of this chapter)