Not at all prepared.

Yan Huailiu only felt a sense of weightlessness, and in a trance he fell into a completely unfamiliar place.

He didn't even see where he fell from.

He rubbed his painful arm and climbed up from the overly soft ground.

The support of the hand feels furry.

He looked down and saw white animal skins covering almost the entire room.

"luxury."

Yan Huailiu complained, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "But it's quite comfortable to step on. I should put some in my room too."

The area of ​​the secret room is almost equal to that of the second floor of Canghai Pavilion, but it is not as neat as the latter.

Various books and miscellaneous items were scattered everywhere, occupying almost two-thirds of the space.

Faced with the temptation of treasure hunting, Yan Huailiu didn't care about his injured body at all and began to explore with great interest.

For someone like him, this secret room filled with all kinds of treasures and belonging to him alone is a natural safe house.

Let him stay here forever.

"Let me look for something... Is there anything I can use..."

As Yan Huailiu walked forward, he naturally called up the encyclopedia of the world of immortal cultivation in his spiritual consciousness for reference.

I kind of miss that useless electronic pet. If it were still there, I would just have to ask, "What is this?" to get the answer.

I have never seen a system so irresponsible!

Yan Huailiu complained in his heart and officially started treasure hunting mode.

The secret room is illuminated entirely by the night pearls, and one cannot notice the passage of time.

Not to mention that he also found a tree full of fruits through the passage of one of the small doors.

"Found it, the Duyuan Divine Tree, so this is the Duyuan Fruit, it's not poisonous, it's edible."

Yan Huailiu picked several and took them back to the secret room. He lay comfortably on the bed covered with animal skins to study what he had found.

Within the Yuxu Sect.

The Palace Master of Xuanyue Palace dragged his own son over and scolded Yan Huailiu, saying that he was useless.

Not only him, but everyone else who came out of Canghai Pavilion was also complaining to others about what they saw.

In less than an incense stick of time, most of the important figures in the world of immortal cultivation knew about Yan Huailiu's evil deeds of eating natural treasures as if they were melon seeds.

They didn't care at all that they were on someone else's territory and cursed loudly with hatred.

City Lord Yu was isolated and helpless. As soon as he said a word to help, he was surrounded by more than a dozen people. He was so scared that he had to shut up.

No matter how much his cultivation improves, he can't defeat so many people by himself.

Gu Xingyun and his companions who had gathered obediently in the dining hall became the target of public criticism.

For some reason, no one made things too difficult for them, but those gazes were almost materializing.

Chang Sui's hands were shaking as he held the chopsticks, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Ling Xinghua's face flushed as he desperately drank honey water, trying to make his throat feel better.

Only Gu Xingyun remained relatively calm, not forgetting to pick up some food for Yu Ziheng: "This is delicious too, eat more."

Yu Ziheng's face wrinkled into a frown: "Big Brother, I, I don't like it..."

"Jingming, don't be picky about food, or I'll kick you out."

Gu Xingyun suddenly said something to the person beside him, and then looked at Yu Ziheng: "What?"

Yu Ziheng quickly shoveled the eggplants into his mouth. "No, nothing. Thank you, Senior Brother. I really like them."

"As long as you like it, you can grow stronger by eating more."

Gu Xingyun gave instructions with a concerned look.

Perhaps it was because they really had no killing power and it was boring to bully them, so the fiery gazes around them slowly dissipated.

Chang Sui breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to have a good meal.

Gu Xingyun glanced at the sky and said, "Jingming, Xinghua, you can show these distinguished guests around this afternoon as usual. Aside from a few forbidden areas and Master's residence, you can take them anywhere else they want to go."

"yes."

The two nodded obediently.

"Oh, and also, try not to let them run into Junior Master. If they really can't avoid him, just say hello. Or, let Junior Master take charge of everything. He's been in a bad mood lately and is prone to conflict."

"I understand, senior brother." Ling Xinghua replied, and looked at Yu Ziheng who was still eating, and couldn't help frowning.

How can this kid eat so much? Won't he be full?

"Big Brother, does Master have any plans for him?"

Ling Xinghua pointed at Yu Ziheng.

Gu Xingyun wiped his hands slowly and said, "Let's talk about it tonight."

arrange?

Whether or not to implement this arrangement is another matter.

"Have you finished eating? If you're done, let's go."

He spoke to Yu Ziheng, whose cheeks were puffed out.

The latter quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and drank several sips of water from the cup handed to him by Ling Xinghua: "Alright, alright, senior brother, let's go."

Not far away, Murong Xuanlang, whose head was aching from his father's noise, had no choice but to stand up.

"Where to? I'm not finished yet!"

Palace Master Murong glared.

"Father, please discuss this with the uncles. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Murong Xuanlang nodded slightly, and regardless of his father's attempts to keep him, he quickly caught up with the two people in front.

"Xingyun."

Hearing the shout, Gu Xingyun stopped and didn't dare to look back.

Murong Xuanlang walked up to him and said with a smile: "I haven't been able to find a chance to talk to you. How have you been recently?"

Gu Xingyun didn't look at him: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Why are you and I so polite? Where are you taking your junior brother?"

Murong Xuanlang asked curiously.

Yu Ziheng looked up at him, his face full of excitement: "Big Brother wants to take me to see the cranes. Oh, by the way, Big Brother, we haven't got any fruit yet! What if the cranes don't come without fruit?"

Murong Xuanlang was puzzled. "Crane? Cranes don't need fruit to lure them in. I happen to be free right now. Can I go with you?"

It's always better to be with a good friend than to listen to his father's indiscriminate attacks and complaints.

Just as Gu Xingyun was about to refuse, he heard Murong Xuanlang say, "I heard a junior fellow from Xuanyue Palace talking about you earlier. I don't think he gave you any trouble, did he?"

Gu Xingyun swallowed back what he was about to say, and clenched his hands under his sleeves a little: "No, since Young Master Murong is free, then let's go together."

"I told you not to be so polite. What's the point of being called Young Master or Not?"

Murong Xuanlang complained and walked beside him.

He looked down at the kid who was holding Gu Xingyun's hand tightly, thought for a moment, and took out a paper crane from his pocket.

With a little magic, it flew up, just at a height that Yu Ziheng could see. The traces of the paper crane flying were covered with fine sparkles of light, which was very beautiful.

The kid was immediately attracted, let go of Gu Xingyun's hand and chased after the paper crane.

Murong Xuanlang casually cast a barrier and then spoke in a normal tone, "You haven't communicated with me in half a year. What happened? If I hadn't run into that outer disciple a few months ago, I wouldn't have known you'd visited me at Xuanyue Palace."