25

After quickly finishing the candied haws in his hand, Lu Qun asked tentatively, "Brother Fu, you don't want to go to Qiwu City, do you?"

He looked carefully along the way, and after confirming that they were going to the legendary Qiwu City, the mocking expression on Fu Chen's face never faded.

But after thinking about it, he could understand it. After all, Qiwu was Fu Chen's hometown.

The advantage of having a master with great supernatural powers and a mortal enemy like Wuwang Zong is that he knows everything about the spiritual world, no matter how big or small.

He had almost heard about Fu Chen's life experience. He grew up in the human world and was later sent to Wuwang Sect by the Su family... This was all let out by his master. He didn't hear what happened next because he was punished and put in solitary confinement.

After eating, the stench that could not be hidden rushed straight to his nose. Lu Qun covered his nose and said, "Why didn't you say it was so smelly?"

Fu Chen: "...It stinks so much, how can you eat it?"

Lu Qun was speechless and defeated. He dragged Fu Chen to another place. Since they couldn't go to the alley, he took them directly to the roof.

The two of them sat on the rooftop, the setting sun approaching the horizon in the distance, its afterglow casting a shadow on their faces. This time, Lu Qun didn't plan to move.

He took out another candied haws from his storage bag and suddenly said, "Lord Bailuoshan, you are it? Master said that Bailuoshan has a new master with a strong personality, and you don't look like him."

Fu Chen snatched the candied haws and bit off half of it fiercely. He frowned at the sour taste and asked, "What's so delicious about this?"

He did not deny Lu Qun's temptation.

Bailuo Mountain was originally his territory. A hundred years ago, when he was sent to Wuwang Sect, he was the lord of Bailuo Mountain.

He was only a hundred years old at that time.

Lu Qun grinned, took the candied haws that Fu Chen threw over, and used his spiritual power to shave off the bitten half. "Aren't you worried? What if Immortal Lord Beihan finds out about this..."

Fu Chen raised his eyes, his clear red eyes looking at Lu Qun coldly. He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

Lu Qun raised his finger and pointed at Fu Chen's eyes without caring: "Brother Fu, you really can't blame those people for worrying that you are a demon."

Perhaps even the devil is not as evil and murderous as his eyes.

Before he could even eat a candied haws, Lu Qun was knocked down and the two of them wrestled on the roof.

The dust was stirred up and spread around the two of them.

After a long while, Lu Qun held up the yellow-brown candied haws, the color of which was no longer visible, and begged for mercy: "Brother Fu, please let me go, please let me go... Don't forget, we still have to go to Qiwu City!"

Fu Chen had already put down his hand, but when he heard what he said, he couldn't help but punch him again.

…

The two men sat together, panting heavily. They did not use any spiritual power, but relied entirely on brute force.

The one who was panting the most was Lu Qun.

Fu Chen looked to the west, where the setting sun had already disappeared. "When did your master know?"

He thought no one knew the reason why he went to Wuwang Sect, but he didn't expect that man proposes, God disposes. Wuwang Sect also had a mortal enemy, the Hehuan Sect, who cared about him more than Wuwang Sect.

Lu Qun pinched his aching shoulder and rubbed his stomach: "When you decided to go to Wuwang Sect."

That was a hundred years ago.

Fu Chen was not too surprised. After he left Beicheng, few people in Bailuoshan knew of his existence.

He did not escape at that time. Being sent to Wuwang Sect was out of his selfish desire.

He wants revenge...

Fu Chen's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to hold Lu Qun's shoulder: "You won't tell Master?"

Chong Ting's relationship with his master wasn't as simple as it seemed. Thinking of this, Fu Chen smiled and said in a cold voice, "If the master knew that your Hehuan Sect was spying on her like this, what do you think she would do?"

He knew his master well, a man of few emotions and a man of action, who would never say a word about anything that could be solved with a sword.

If there is any exception, it is him.

However, Master is also an exception for him.

After all, for the sake of his master, he gave up revenge.

Lu Qun only knew a few details. He froze when he heard this. After a while, he pointed out with a sharp smile, "You won't, Fu Chen. You don't want the Immortal Master to know all this even more than we do."

In Wuwang Sect, Fu Chen is the youngest direct disciple, and in Jianfeng, he is the only disciple.

But the premise of all this is that he has always been him.

Thinking of what he had done in the past, Fu Chen subconsciously clenched his hands, but when he saw the silly smile on the road group's face, he slowly loosened his hands.

Lu Qun was right. He really couldn't let his master know all this, but they didn't want to either.

"Is this what your master left for you?"

At the City Lord's Mansion, Chong Ting left a message for Lu Qun in front of him. It was not difficult to guess what the message was.

Lu Qun did not deny it: "We are all hiding something from the Immortal Venerable, Brother Fu, we are the best allies."

The sky was covered with a black cloth. No matter what Lu Qun said, the only thing in Fu Chen's mind was that it was time to set off.

Lu Qun was talking excitedly when he heard the sound of a spell being cast - Fu Chen cast a cleansing spell on himself and did not forget to throw it on him.

Lu Qun shook his head, his hair still damp with moisture: "Brother Fu, you haven't learned the cleansing spell well." He was almost soaked.

Fu Chen apologized coldly: "I haven't learned this technique well enough."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Lu Qun was still feeling happy. It seemed that even the disciple of Immortal Beihan was not omnipotent.

Fu Chen: "Are you not leaving yet?"

"Ah" What are you going to do?" Lu Qun was confused.

Fu Chen said nothing, grabbed him and rushed to Su Mansion.

In the Su family's backyard, looking at the sky that was getting darker and darker, Su Miao turned to look at Lin Yu: "Why don't you go back to Bailuo Mountain?"

There were too many monsters in Bailuo Mountain, and even the combined efforts of several people took a lot of effort. Just after most of the monsters were arranged, Bian Ci remembered that she had forgotten something: she had something to give to Su Miao.

After a lot of excuses, the task of escorting the things finally fell on Lin Yu's shoulders.

Chen Luofeng was busy setting up a magic circle and sticking talismans on Bailuo Mountain, while Bian Ci had to continue taking care of the injured monster.

As for Chong Ting, she is the leader of the Hehuan Sect after all. The Wuwang Sect and the Hehuan Sect have been at odds for many years. Even if they did not quarrel for Su Miao's sake, they were not so close that they would run away for each other.

The only junior, Su Rong, was responsible for following behind Chong Ting, and it was unclear whether he was monitoring him or helping him.

After a while, only Junior Sister Lin Yu was free. Fortunately, she had been ordered around for many years, so she didn't think it was a big deal.

As soon as she got the thing, she was both happy and sad. She was happy because she touched the Seven-Star Grass that she had been thinking about so much, but she was sad because it was not hers.

Bian Ci has been working hard to grow this for many years, and his only wish is to give this thing to Su Miao.

This Seven-Star Grass has the effect of stabilizing the mind. For cultivators who have developed inner demons, it is an absolute tonic.

Lin Yu had guessed it as early as when she met Bian Ci. As soon as she got it, she wiped away a bitter tear: "Second Senior Sister, if you hadn't told me earlier that it was prepared for me, I wouldn't have had to think about it for so long!"

She knew that it would be a stretch for the old man to ask her to manage Danfeng! Second Senior Sister was more talented than her!

Other than that, she has no complaints.

Remembering what Second Senior Sister Bailuoshan had said, Lin Yu took a step back and said cautiously, "Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister said that the seal on your body has loosened. If you have time, you should go to her to reinforce it."

Fu Chen and Lu Qun heard these words as soon as they entered the yard. They looked at each other, and Lu Qun silently spread his hands. He really didn't know about this.

There was a seal within the body of the Northern Cold Immortal Venerable. No matter how hard the Hehuan Sect tried to find out, they wouldn't be able to find out! Furthermore, his master had heard a lot of this information from within the Wuwang Sect.

Seeing Lu Qun's evasive gaze, Fu Chen cursed inwardly, loosened his grip on Lu Qun's hand, and leaped in front of the two Immortal Lords. He raised his head and smiled obediently, "When did Master create the seal? How come this disciple didn't know?"

Lin Yu: “…”

Why is this little ancestor back?

If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have hesitated and would have just run away. Now she couldn't run away even if she wanted to.

No matter how Fu Chen pretended to be obedient, Su Miao did not say anything.

When they reached the entrance, the two were still stubborn and neither would give in.

There is no actual gate in Qiwu City. The so-called gate is just a teleportation array, surrounded by the three flames of the Phoenix clan - the Fire of Judgment of the Fire Phoenix, the Fire of Purification of the Green Phoenix, and the Fire of Death of the Sinful Phoenix.

As for the last clan, there are very few of them in the world, and no one knows the origin of this fire of death. Even their name was given by their ancestors.

Once this fire appears, disaster will surely come.

That is why it is called the fire of death.

Lu Qun: “…”

As a tiny Nascent Soul, he had no big master to protect him, and no powerful strength below him.

In this cold war between master and disciple, the one who suffers in the end is always him, the little follower.

Facing the cold and ruthless eyes of the Northern Cold Immortal Venerable, the word "brother" remained in his mouth for a long time, unable to be uttered. Forget about calling each other brothers, he just wanted to shout for mercy!

After struggling for a long time, Lu Qun decided to look for Fu Chen, who was his good brother after all. As he got closer and closer to the entrance, Lu Qun knew he couldn't delay any longer. He found Fu Chen's room.

With him joining, Su Miao couldn't continue flying with his sword. The flying instrument was a large flying boat, and each of the three had their own room. The advantage of having strong spiritual power was that even when using the flying instrument, there was no need to constantly monitor it.

Once on the flying boat, the three of them stayed in their respective rooms.

When he heard the knock on the door, Fu Chen's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed.

The force is not right, it is not Master.

He was worried to death!

The person outside the door continued to knock, and Fu Chen looked up: "Just come in."

Lu Qun rubbed his hands and pushed open the door: "Brother Fu, I knew you wouldn't rest——"

Fu Chen choked him: "Why should I rest if I'm already dead?"

When Lu Qun mentioned his death, he felt very sorry. Soon he continued to smile ingratiatingly: "Are you still angry with the Immortal Venerable?"

Get angry?

He wasn't just being angry, it was clearly Master who was hiding something from him!

Fu Chen glared at him: "What are you doing here?"

Lu Qun moved a chair and sat down next to Fu Chen. "Look, we're almost at Qiwu City, and you're still sulking with the Immortal Venerable. What if the phoenix inside finds out? Brother Fu, you don't know that the phoenix inside really likes the Immortal Venerable..."

Fu Chen interrupted him: "Like it?" He narrowed his eyes, a hint of displeasure on his face, and his expression became darker and darker.

Lu Qun waved his hands: "You know that the Immortal Venerable is powerful... It's not just them, who in this world doesn't worship the Immortal Venerable..."

At the end of his speech, he seemed to sense something was wrong, and stammered with a trembling voice: "Fu, Brother Fu, you, you can't be... like..."

He didn't finish his sentence for a long time, so Fu Chen continued for him: "What's wrong with me liking Master?"