This book is a handwritten copy, but the words on it are not from the master. Mu Lin flipped through it and found that the master had made some annotations with a red pen, so it was obvious that the master was studying the language of the gods.
Just these seventeen magical talismans actually took up an entire book to explain. The depth and breadth of the content contained in the book truly astonished Mu Lin.
Mu Lin was in the mood to study here till death, but she didn't want her master to find out that she was flipping through his book, so she simply used her magic to copy a copy and took it away.
The first thing she did after returning to the bedroom was to sit down at the desk and study it. Mu Lin directly turned to the last few dozen pages and began to study the characters she saw in the secret realm of the gods.
The sky was dimming and night was approaching. A little flame came out from the red candle on the desk, and the tabletop was soon covered with a layer of soft light.
After a long while, she sighed and said, "God of foresight..."
On the second day, the master and disciple set out for Jiuxian Mountain. As it would be rude not to reciprocate, Mu Lin prepared some medicinal herbs suitable for making wine and brought them to Immortal Lord Luochen.
Early in the morning, Mu Lin was sorting out the dried herbs in the courtyard. Whether they were precious or not was secondary, as they were all rare and exotic spiritual medicines. Orikawa sat beside her drinking tea and glanced at her: "You are really attentive."
Putting down the teacup, he added, "Every time he comes to Yingzhou, he never brings any gifts."
Mu Lin blinked: "Last time I picked so many fresh fruits from Immortal Lord Luochen in Jiuxian Mountain, and also accepted his Zuiyan wine. It's not good to visit empty-handed..."
The master and the Immortal Lord Luochen were close friends, so naturally, there was no need to pay attention to those conventional etiquettes. In the past, she followed as a junior, and had no scruples. The Immortal Realm had always looked at strength rather than seniority, and now that she and Luochen were both Immortal Lords, they were on equal footing, so she still needed to be polite when she visited.
Zhechuan didn't think so much about it. In his eyes, his disciple obviously had her own stance and ideas, and was adept at dealing with people and things. This was a good thing - if she was not unfamiliar with him.
Mu Lin packed up and stood up: "Master, let's go."
Orikawa nodded slightly, and the master and disciple turned into two streams of light and disappeared on the spot.
After leaving the barrier and Yingzhou, he went straight to Jiuxian Mountain.
The master and the disciple climbed up from the foot of the mountain. Jiuxian Mountain was still the same as before, with lush forests, bamboos, exotic flowers and plants, and extraordinary beauty.
"If I were to open up a fairy palace in the future, I would also look for a place like this with abundant natural resources and beautiful scenery."
Developing a fairy palace? Are you already thinking about leaving Yingzhou...
Orikawa looked at Mu Lin and said, "It's still early for you to start your career. Don't worry."
"Didn't you say that you have taught your child everything that can be taught?" He deliberately left a few piles of books for her to study on her own.
Orikawa said seriously: "I suddenly remembered that with your comprehension, it may be difficult for you to understand the deeper contents. I'd better teach you for a few hundred more years."
Mu Lin: “…”
I'm really sorry that I'm so stupid, but if you want to teach me, just go ahead. Is it necessary to be so discouraging
but…
Mu Lin said slowly: "Master, in the next 'hundreds of years', will you really have time to teach me?"
The resurrection of Qingqing happened in these hundred years. After the resurrection, the master was busy accompanying and caring for her every day, so how could he have time to take care of her as a disciple? Moreover, with such a similar appearance, if the master kept her by his side, what would happen to Qingqing? Anyone would be embarrassed to look at her face every day...
Orikawa was a little puzzled: "Of course."
He felt that there was something wrong with the way his disciple looked at him. Orikawa sighed in his heart, thinking that his disciple had grown up and it was hard to guess what he was thinking.
Mu Lin remained silent.
The wooden door of Luochenju was wide open, and a strong aroma of wine was wafting out from inside, but there was no movement from inside the house. It was not the first time that Zhechuan had encountered such a situation, and he knew what was going on, so he walked in.
He paused for a moment, not wanting his disciple to see Luochen's drunken attitude, so he said, "Lin'er, wait here."
Mu Lin stopped.
The bright sunlight poured in through the screen window, adding a bit of laziness and comfort to the crouching purple figure. Immortal Luochen lay on the table without any reaction, half of his beautiful face was exposed in his messy purple robe, and there were several empty jars at his feet, dripping with wine.
Orikawa sat next to him and said calmly, "Ergou."
Immortal Luochen shuddered violently, and sat up straight as if by reflex, his eyes widened and his face pale. He turned his head to see Zhechuan, and said unhappily, "Why are you here again?"
"Yesterday Mu Lin sent a visiting card to Jiuxian Mountain." This is the custom before a guest visits. If the host is busy and cannot receive the guest, he will send a message to politely decline the visit.
The hangover was not pleasant. Luochen Xianjun rubbed his temple while pulling out a visiting card from under the wine jar, glanced at it and threw it back on the table: "Only you and Nanshu come here on weekdays, which one is formal? I have long forgotten these customs..."
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside: "Master, Luochen, can I come in?"
"Come in, come in!" Even though the room was in a mess, Luochen Xianjun didn't care. Zhechuan glanced at him coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the wine jar and the pulp on the ground disappeared immediately.
Mu Lin came in with a cup of light green tea and placed it in front of Immortal Lord Luochen.
"I was bored outside, so I made some hangover tea. Try it, it should help relieve some of the pain."
Immortal Luochen happily took it and said, "Little Mulin, you are so virtuous. I wonder which male immortal will be lucky enough to marry you in the future. I will be so grateful for your kindness..."
Mu Lin smiled and said nothing.
After drinking it, a stream of coolness spread in my mind, refreshing and comfortable. My head didn't hurt at all, but my body felt a little cold...
Luochen subconsciously pulled his outer robe closer, and the next moment he saw Zhechuan looking at him quietly, and he felt a chill down his spine again.
"... That," Luo Chen looked at Zhechuan fearlessly and said dryly, "You can't be too fatherly. It's normal for a cabbage to be eaten by a pig after it grows up. My disciple will get married one day when he grows up..."
"When did you start talking so much nonsense?" If eyes could freeze people to death, Luo Chen would have been frozen to pieces by now.
Mu Lin said helplessly: "You think too much."
She said without hesitation: "I have never thought about these things. Why should I be distracted when the great path has not yet been achieved?"
Immortal Lord Luochen looked at her in surprise, "I thought you were just trying to fool the Immortal Queen with these words, but I didn't expect that you were telling the truth."
Did she say this to the Fairy Queen? After so many years, Mu Lin didn't react for a moment and looked at his master in confusion.
Orikawa nodded slightly: "That's what you said when you refused Feng Ling's marriage."
"Yes, we were stunned at the Peach Banquet, and your words have been passed down."
Mu Lin was a little embarrassed: "What else did I say at that time?"
"I only wish that we can be together for the rest of our lives, and be loyal to each other as our future immortal lover." It was Orikawa who spoke this time.
Mu Lin smiled: "This is indeed a satire on the Second Prince."
"Tsk, speaking of the Second Prince, I remembered something. Qi He told me that she saw the Second Prince having an affair with Min Wan, the female fairy official of Fengchen Palace."
Mu Lin was curious: "What's the connection?"
"What kind of relationship can there be between a man and a woman? It's just a private affair."
"Don't lead her astray." Zhechuan gave him a warning look, thought for a moment and said, "Min Wan is the Immortal Emperor's confidant and eyes and ears."
Such people will not betray easily, even if it is because of personal entanglements.
Luo Chen spread his hands: "The forces in the fairy world are really complicated..."
Mu Lin was silent. Unlike the calmness on the surface of the water, the undersea was always turbulent. Wherever there are people, there are intrigues, and no one can change this. In a sense, immortals, demons, gods and demons are no more special than mortals.
Zhechuan looked indifferent. He didn't see the meaning of Mu Lin's visit. Was she just sitting here chatting? Or did she want to make friends with Luo Chen... Luo Chen was obviously unreliable, gossipy, and a drunkard.
The little girl's mind is hard to understand.
Speaking of the fairyland, Mu Lin thought of Si Yuan who asked her to deliver a letter. She had originally planned to go to the Nine Heavens before going to Penglai, but she was not familiar with the place, so she asked Luo Chen, "Do you know Lu Mengze?"
“…” Luo Chen looked at her resentfully and said nothing.
"He has always been at odds with Immortal Lord Lianyou."
"Why?"
Mu Lin was a little disappointed. She had always had a secret thought in her mind that these two people looked very well matched. If they were to become a perfect match, they would definitely be a famous couple in the fairy world.
Orikawa didn't know what he was thinking of, and smiled for once: "The grudge I made when I came down to earth to overcome the calamity."
Immortal Lord Luochen froze for a moment, and said hastily, "Don't say it!"
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore." Even the three words "Lu Mengze" are kept secret. Luo Chen and Lian You Xian Jun's past must be complicated. It's better not to provoke Luo Chen Xian Jun. Mu Lin planned to ask his master quietly in private.
"To advance from the middle level to the high level, you need to descend to the mortal world to survive the catastrophe. You must be prepared."
"It's too early, disciple." Mu Lin had just broken through to the middle level of Immortal King not long ago. It would take at least several hundred years for him to break through again.
"Practice diligently and don't slack off."
"yes."
Mu Lin suspected that her master was hinting that she had been too idle recently, but she had no evidence.
Immortal Luochen yawned and asked, "What on earth do you want to see me about?"
The implication is that if you have nothing to do, just go out and play by yourself, and he is going to continue sleeping.
Orikawa also looked at Mu Lin.
Mu Lin blinked and said, "It's nothing. Immortal Lord Su Wen Luochen knows everything about the fairy world. I want to travel around the fairy world to seek opportunities and insights, so I came here to ask about some cultural customs." This answer is reasonable.
"You're going to travel again. You haven't been back to Yingzhou for a few years, right? Your master missed you so much during those years in the human world. You might as well take him with you this time..."
Master is thinking about her? Mu Lin was stunned for a moment. What misunderstanding did Immortal Lord Luochen have? She refused calmly, "How can I trouble Master to escort me when I go out for training?"
Besides, she didn't want her master to know what she was going to do.
Orikawa suddenly said, "Don't bother."
"...Okay, I'll have to trouble you, Master." Mu Lin had a headache. He didn't expect that Immortal Lord Luochen would give him such a big trouble. With Master around, he was restricted in doing some things.
Luochen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Zhechuan would not have nothing to do and come to harass him.
"Go ahead, what do you want to ask?"
Mu Lin stared at him vengefully: "Lu Mengze."