Chapter 151 Departure

Although he was scolded badly by the second uncle.

Although he knew the cruel fact that Second Uncle-Master was about to come out to lead the team.

Although Ruan Wei was drawing the formation while vomiting souls, Xiao Xuantong faced the wall for the whole night, Chang Huaijin and Wu Yu were pretending to be dead at their desks, and Chi Jin stayed indoors.

But after three days, it is time to set off for Hehuan Sect and Fulong Temple!

Early the next morning.

The Penglai Immortal Sect's group set off.

When passing by Chuanzhou Prefecture at the foot of the Wanjian Sect's mountain, he happened to meet the direct descendants of the Wanjian Sect who were also heading to the Hehuan Sect.

“…”

Ruan Wei, whose face was bruised and black, ran into Wang Xixing, who had a bruised nose and face.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they understood each other's miserable situation.

But they still turned their heads away tacitly and kept silent about the matter.

Fu Yi also immediately turned his head away, leaving only his fair left face to meet people's gaze.

Liu Duzheng walked last and limped to greet Ruan Wei, "Good morning."

Ruan Wei's voice was hoarse, "Good morning."

Wang Xixing's mouth twitched in pain as he spoke, and he grimaced in pain, "You guys are coming to ride the teleportation array too?"

"No," Chang Huaijin shook his head and shook the empty mustard seed bag, "We have no money, we are just passing by."

He is so sincere!

These words lingered in the hearts of every direct descendant of the Wanjian Sect.

To be honest, they didn't want to take this damn teleportation array. It was too damn expensive!

It is not easy for a sword cultivator to save money.

In today's world of cultivation, every mountain, river, grass, tree, table, and chair have long been divided up by the major families and sects, and almost all of them have owners.

You have to pay if you step on it when you pass by.

What's more, the destructive power of sword cultivators is amazing, and the bricks and tiles that have been broken are not a few.

This loss will be huge.

Sword cultivators like them who have already reached the Golden Core stage, because they have no family background to support them, have basically taken on various foreign debts to a certain extent.

Although Wang Xixing was born out of wedlock, she became famous in Tongzhou when she was young, so the Wang family came forward to help her pay off her debts.

Of course, in terms of wealth, we first need to exclude Fu Yi.

But as the face of the Wanjian Sect, they had to maintain the proud character of being the number one sect in Tongzhou.

The Wanjian Sect itself is not wealthy, and they have to borrow money and write IOUs from other sects every year.

The Wanjian Sect couldn't remember exactly how much was owed. Anyway, when Cen Linxi took over the seal of the leader, he only remembered how many IOUs there were in total. As for how many zeros were on each IOU?

That's something the creditor should consider.

This is also the reason why the Wanjian Sect would reluctantly accept some of the playboys from aristocratic families.

These dandies are a bit annoying, but they bring a lot of spirit stones.

The sect could not reimburse all the travel expenses of the direct descendants, but it reimbursed half of them, calling it "training".

Fu Yi said that he could take care of everything, but his fellow brothers were too embarrassed to let him be the scapegoat.

I could only work hard to complete tasks and earn spirit stones, and then scrape together the money for the trip.

Wang Xixing did not make any comment on this, and Liu Duzheng was also very principled... and succumbed to the dazzling spirit stone.

I heard what Chang Huaijin said.

Liu Duzheng's eyes lit up, and her legs stopped limping and her waist stopped aching. "Are you going on flying swords? Can you take me with you?"

She still hasn't paid back the spirit stones she owed to the Law Enforcement Hall last year.

Anyone who wants to enter Chuanzhou Prefecture can enter, but she won’t go in anyway!

The Penglai Immortal Sect can be shameless, and so can she!

Moreover, Liu Duzheng has never been able to figure out when this formalism, which holds that building teleportation arrays is something only large sects do, began to emerge.

"Let's take the teleportation array together,"

Fu Yi said softly, his earlobes flushed slightly, his intact left eye fixed on Ruan Wei, "I'll go out."

Ruan Wei smiled and shyly refused, "Oh, how can I do this? You are so polite! Oh, hey—"

Before he finished speaking.

Ruan Wei turned around abruptly, his expression threatening to kill someone. "Did you hear that? Stop dawdling! Someone's paying, hurry up and follow!"

Her eyes were filled with: Hurry, hurry, hurry! It would be hard to meet such a pure sucker next time!

Everyone: “…”

You are indeed very flexible.

Xiao Xuantong held the sword and stepped inside.

What a joke, why wouldn't he want the benefits his junior sister got by using her connections?

Don’t miss it.

When Chang Huaijin passed by Fu Yi, he dodged and jumped to Fu Yi's right. He was shocked: "Senior sister, come and see! This kid has a yin-yang face!"

Fu Yi, “…”

You'd better donate your mouth.

Or I can teach you to practice silent meditation for free, just like Liu Duzheng, and practice for five years first -

Facing the gold master, half of his face was stiff.

Ruan Wei righteously rejected Chang Huaijin's invitation to watch:

"Huai Jin, come back. How can we be surprised by other people's flaws? Even if it's true, you can't be so surprised. Close your surprised little mouth."

Ruan Wei looked up at the sky and down at the ground, but didn't even look at him:

"Don't worry, Master Fu. I'm definitely not curious about what Yin Yang Face looks like, nor will I look for an opportunity to glance at you casually during the teleportation array. It's even more impossible for me and my fellow junior brothers and sisters to gossip about you behind your back after our two teams separate!"

"You can rest assured!"

Everyone: “…”

Fairy, it’s really hard to feel at ease with what you said.

Fu Yi: She is such a nice person ~

Under the inexplicable influence of Ruan Wei's "magic potion", Fu Yi happily pulled his wallet to pay the money.

The others waited where they were.

"Eleven people, five thousand five hundred high-grade spirit stones, here you go." Fu Yi gave a bag of spirit stones to the guards, and he did not forget Yu Zhichun who came with Ruan Wei.

The guard reached out to take it.

Suddenly, a hand stopped him instantly.

The man casually threw the bag back to Fu Yi, and then threw the bag in his hand to the guard.

Chi Jin lowered his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "Take it."

His facial features were bright and sharp, and he looked very tough to deal with. When people saw him, they would feel that he was a fierce and murderous person.

The guard took it in panic and counted it, it was exactly two thousand five hundred spirit stones.

Fu Yi frowned slightly and said in a gentle voice, "I told you it was me who invited you. Fellow Daoist Chi, you don't have to be so polite."

He looked at the young man who was full of impatience, and inevitably felt a little irritated.

Almost everyone knows how he feels about Ruan Wei.

Although Fu Yi already knew about Ruan Wei's silent rejection, he didn't necessarily want his feelings to have any result, but he couldn't stand being targeted by Chi Jin again and again.

Fu Yi was slightly stunned, his eyelashes drooping over his pupils. Just friends...isn't that okay?

Facing Fu Yi's dissuasion.

"Get out of the way."

Chi Jin ignored him, pushed him away and walked away.

He walked faster and faster.

Chi Jin: I said the word "bad luck" today, I need to take two showers to clean myself up when I get home!

The guard didn't dare to make any comments about these two monks who looked difficult to deal with. He could only raise a professional smile and ask, "Master, you still have six people here—"

Fu Yi came back to his senses, "Ah... OK, here you go--"

"Hello."

A gentle male voice interrupted him again.

Fu Yi heard the sound and looked over.

It was Yu Zhichun who had been following Ruan Wei gently with the posture of a dodder.

Without Ruan Wei by his side, Yu Zhichun looked very different. He seemed a little cold. Yu Zhichun didn't actually have a pair of smiling eyes. His eyes were narrow and sharp, a rare and ruthless pair of eyes.

But in front of Ruan Wei, Yu Zhichun always tried his best to bend his indifferent eyes to create a gentle and affectionate smile.

Yu Zhichun said, "I'll do it myself."

His voice was gentle, but firm and unquestionable.

Fu Yi, "...Okay."

You two all act like little white rabbits in front of Ruan Wei, but turn into big bad wolves in front of him, right?