Chu Yan arrived at Wuyan City at dawn.
At the beginning of the day, the sun was shining brightly, and it was scattered on the wide and neat streets.
Under the auspices of the Dao League Yudao Army and the Imperial City Yulin Army, Wuyan City regained order from the stormy waves overnight, and the streets were cleaned even cleaner than before.
But from the few passers-by, the faint smell of blood in the air, the renovated and reconstructed houses, the frightened fear on people's faces... It can be seen what kind of hell this city has just experienced.
Survive from the underworld so far!
Chu Yan blinked and fell asleep for seven days, walking on the streets of Wuyan City, and suddenly felt unreal.
She only came to Wuyan City once in several years, and most of the people who knew her had already been buried.
Walking on the street, I can't help but be alone, and my heart is lonely and extremely heavy.
to the palace.
Outside the palace gate, Lin Bao greeted her.
While introducing her to what happened in the past few days, he took her to the harem to meet the emperor.
"Wuyan City was swallowed by the Great Ming for six days, and there are so many cultivators in the Underworld, and only less than 10,000 people died in the end?"
Chu Yan was surprised that he heard the wrong number.
Lin Bao added:
"Yes, there are a total of 7,345 people. Among them, after General Xiao took charge of the Imperial Forest Army, only 117 people died in the city, and most of them were old people."
Chu Yan was stunned for a long time and asked in surprise:
"These are all thanks to Xiao... Junior Brother alone? Didn't my Master intervene?"
Lin Bao was stunned for a while before saying:
"When you say Shizun, do you mean Shizu?"
Cough cough... I can't hide it anymore!
"You say that the master is the master."
"Elder Lingzhou said that this is General Xiao's internship assignment, and she is only responsible for safety and inspection."
"Oh."
Chu Yan thought to himself, how can this guy know everything, be strong in everything, and still care about the people of Limin? Could it be that immortals descended to earth, deliberately hiding their strength and experiencing life
to the harem.
The emperor, the concubine, and all the maids and eunuchs had not woken up after the cultivator Chang Chungong fainted. They had been resting, and no one dared to wake up rashly.
Chuyan found the emperor and looked at her forehead.
The soul has not suffered too much damage, and the memory may be temporarily lost. After taking some time to recuperate, it can be restored. It is not a big problem.
So he patted his head and woke the emperor up.
"Headache… "
Jiang Wei woke up in a daze, feeling like he was about to become a god, and was suddenly kicked off.
Looking up, she was a pretty girl, prettier than all the concubines in the harem.
"Ancestral aunt, why are you here?"
"What happened these days?"
"Where's the national teacher?"
Snapped!
Chuyan slapped him on the forehead.
"Idiot, you are returning to the national teacher! You don't even know that you were used by others. If I hadn't sent my junior brother to rescue the people of Wuyan City, you wouldn't even know that your emperor was betrayed."
Jiang Wei was stunned.
"Junior brother... You mean General Xiao? Isn't that your master?"
Why do you remember this kind of thing so clearly!
Chu Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and she looked around and said:
"Since everyone is fine, I'm going back to the sect."
After Jiang Wei realized that Wuyan City was safe and sound, he suddenly stopped Chuyan.
He knew that the aunt had special regrets and nostalgia for the palace, otherwise, whoever in the practice would go to his parents' house every few years, send back some medicinal pills every few months, and write letters to guide him in his practice.
"You haven't been back to the palace for almost ten years. The imperial pantry is already preparing meals. It's rare to get together for a meal before leaving. I... I'll show you my children, lest one day I leave, you go back to the palace to find them. No relatives."
When Chu Yan heard this, she felt ashamed in her heart, her eyes were red, and she almost didn't wipe away tears.
But she is an elder and a cultivator, and is not qualified to wipe tears in front of mortal juniors.
"Alright."
The emperor took her to meet more than a dozen heirs.
The princes and princesses are all cute, and most of them are not tall. The oldest is almost an adult. Unfortunately, the cultivation talent is not as good as the next generation.
Chu Yan was somewhat regretful, and now he sent some medicinal pills to improve his natural bones.
At noon, just as the meal was about to start, Spring Frog and Qiu Chan happened to arrive, and they had another meal for nothing.
During the meal, Chu Yan asked them.
"What is Xiao Ran doing?"
Spring Frog:
"Take a bath."
Autumn Cicada:
"meditation."
After eating, Chu Yan was about to return to the sect.
As soon as he left the palace, he saw hundreds of people surrounding the Hugong River bridge with baskets in their hands.
There are chickens and ducks, eggs, crabs, snacks, and various specialties…
There are even calligraphy, painting and woodcarving, which are stuffed into Chuyan's hands one by one, to be brought to General Xiao.
Spring Frog and Autumn Cicada asked:
"Are there candied haws?"
The crowd was busy saying:
"There is, there is, little immortal, you wait, I will buy it now."
at last.
The space ring was stuffed with gifts, and a large snakeskin bag was tied to the hilt.
The three returned with a full load and returned to Zhijian Peak happily.
Execute Sword Peak.
At this time, Xiao Ran had already written down the missing sword pattern of Broken Sword, and carved a set of bamboo cards for the three-person battle with the Netherworld.
The Chuyan trio are back!
Isn't this the material
"What are you drawing with the bamboo board?"
Seeing that Xiao Ran's eyes were not right, Chu Yan quickly grabbed the bamboo board from his hand.
When I took a look, my face turned red in an instant, and I inexplicably remembered the dream I had when I was in a coma.
Thinking back carefully, those dreams were all weird things that were messed up by her and Xiao Ran at the Chengjian Conference.
Should not!
Chu Yan hurriedly concealed her nervousness, pointed at Xiao Ran and said:
"Okay, you draw a picture of the erotic palace, I will tell the master to go!"
Xiao Ran pouted, disapprovingly.
"The erotic pictures are of men and women with movements, so I drew a woman and wore a few pieces of clothes. This is called a photo, not an erotic picture."
"Photo?"
First look is not a good word.
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Xiao Ran said:
"There is also a photo with a storyline, which is called a book. This is my work in the future after cultivating."
Chu Yan asked:
"Is there a master?"
"No!"
Xiao Ran's brows twitched slightly, thinking that he wouldn't show it to you!
On the side, Spring Frog Qiu Chan licked all the candied haws in her hands and came over to take a look.
"What a beautiful fairy sister, junior brother, can you still draw?"
"Draw a picture for us too!"
Xiao Ran waved his hand.
"Go, go, I don't drive a stroller, I'll talk about it when I grow up!"
The two girls were not interested, and continued to lick the candied haws, trying to finish the licking before returning to Baicao Peak.
After all, Yinyue Zhenren does not allow them to eat and drink ordinary things, so as not to be unable to maintain their human form.
Among them, Spring Frog licked the sugar gourd significantly faster than Qiu Chan, which made Qiu Chan dissatisfied.
The two of them guessed the winner there, each one licked.
Chuyan returned the bamboo board to Xiao Ran, her expression softened slightly, and she said a little embarrassedly:
"This time Wuyan City is all thanks to you."
Xiao Ran's expression was indifferent, he lifted his weight lightly, and only smiled and said:
"Just be a model for my books in the future. If it sells well, we will make a fortune!"
Bestseller
Chu Yan shook her head busyly.
"The collection is okay, but you can't sell it. You have made a great contribution this time, and you won't be short of money."
Can't sell it
But being a book artist has always been my dream!
Xiao Ran was a little disappointed.
Forget it, in the future, it will be spread in a small area of Zhijian Peak and Baicao Peak, and you can also pass the addiction of being a painter.
"This is a career worth taking seriously, and I'll have to get a study room and paint well later."
Chu Yan rolled her eyes at Xiao Ran and said counter-education:
"You better practice well, the people of the Taoist League in Wuyan City are talking about you, you may be established by the Taoist League as a Tianjiao, and you will participate in the Tianjiao Conference in Chaos City next month. Those who participate in the Tianjiao Conference are all from the world of comprehension. The genius among the geniuses within five hundred years, then you should not disgrace the sect."
Xiao Ran nodded and said thoughtfully:
"I really can't lose face, I will go to Baicaofeng to find some materials to become stronger!"
totally not listening...
Early Yan forbearance.
I even wanted to go take a look.
…
Before going to Baicao Peak, Xiao Ran went to Zhujian Peak and saw the real person ink box again.
Forging Sword Hall.
The real ink box was hunched over, looking at Xiao Ran calmly with a pair of dark and dark eyes.
Looking at Xiao Ran's eyes, there was a hint of shock and approval.
"I can't imagine that my nephew is not only talented, but also cares about the world, which is a blessing in the age of the end of the law."
Stop blowing, you are about to become the second Lin Yunzi!
Xiao Ran gave the broken sword and the repaired sword pattern to the real person of ink box, hoping that the elder would recast and polish it.
The ink box real person was startled suddenly, as if a fire suddenly appeared in his dark eyes.
"How do you have a complete sword pattern?"
Xiao Ran didn't want to brag, just casually said:
"The sword spirit gave it to me in a dream."
The real ink cartridge man paced back and forth, stroked his beard and said:
"Nephew doesn't have to be too modest. If it were you, it would be a matter of course to have such spiritual attainments."
Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment, even if he wanted to keep a low profile!
Whatever you say!
The real person in the ink box whirled about the broken sword, unable to hide his shock and feelings in his heart, and it took a long time to say:
"Don't worry, this broken sword will be cast and polished for my nephew by myself, which is also a challenge for me."
Xiao Ran glanced around, but didn't see Senior Master. Thinking of him and Junior Sister Zhehui, he wanted to laugh inexplicably, so he just asked casually:
"What about Senior Senior Brother Gao?"
The old face of the real person ink cartridge sank slightly.
"Thanks to my nephew, this kid has been in a relationship recently, and the old man can't be too inhumane and let him take a few days off."
Xiao Ran suddenly became vigilant and asked tentatively:
"Brother Lizong went out to play?"
"He dares!"