Ying Yi walked forward with his head slightly lowered, took away the pastries and the two bowls of noodles on the table, and left the room quietly. After he closed the door for his master, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
It seems that he sent this thing at the wrong time? No, it should be that Yun Xuexin sent this cake at the wrong time.
But why did these two ancestors seem to be at odds with each other? The low pressure inside made him dare not even breathe. At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder where the ghost doctor had taken the gray wolf to
If he were here, the person delivering the gifts and walking in front of the master and the ghost doctor would probably not be him.
In the guest room of the west courtyard, Yun Xuexin, a beautiful woman dressed in white, sat by the table, fiddling with the wick of a lamp. As she watched the sparks grow bigger and the light brighten up, making the vision in the room clearer, she couldn't help but smile with an inexplicable look on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.
On the other hand, Feng Jiu went to Nalan Ruochen's house after leaving the Feng Mansion. She climbed over the wall, avoided the people in their mansion, and came to his yard.
After passing the formation he had set up outside and entering the courtyard, he didn't see anyone, but he saw that the light in the room was on, so he asked, "Are you asleep?"
Nalan Mochen in the room was slightly surprised when he heard Fengjiu's voice. He put down the book in his hand and walked out. When he saw her in red sitting at the table in the yard drinking wine, he walked over.
"When did you come back?"
"Today." She took out another cup and poured him one as well.
"Why did you think of coming to my place to drink?" He glanced at her and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said, "Who said I was in a bad mood? Why can't I come to drink with you?" She picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then she poured more wine and said, "I want to ask you, what exactly did your master ask me to do when I went to the Immortal Ladder?"
While drinking, she said, "I've been there for a few months, but nothing seems to be special."
"You have entered the level of a celestial god." Nalan Mochen looked at her and said gently, "How can you say there is nothing special? From what I see, the aura on you is very different from before. I think not only your strength has improved, but your state of mind should also have improved."
"Well, what you said is true. I don't know about other things, but my strength has improved. Now, I am already a cultivator at the level of a Heavenly God. I thought I would stay at the level of an Immortal Emperor for a long time, but I didn't expect that after eating a lotus seed, my strength would increase dramatically, and finally I broke through in one fell swoop and became a Heavenly God cultivator."
She swirled the wine in her glass and said, "Speaking of which, this trip not only lured away those who wanted the ancient blue lotus in my body, but also improved my strength. I also got a pool of golden lotus over there, and even climbed the mysterious ladder to immortality."
Her voice was somewhat nonchalant, without any ups and downs, as if she was talking about someone else's affairs. She raised her head and drank the wine again, and continued to pour: "It's just that the higher the strength and cultivation, the more I stand at a high position, the more boring it feels."
"You know what? On the Immortal Stairs, I saw many cultivators trying to climb up, trying to reach the very top of the Stairs. However, in the end, they either came down on their own or were suppressed by the pressure from above. Some were seriously injured, and some were disabled."