Chapter 99

Facing the crowd's shouts, Shaw Moton took a step forward, his face expressionless, but his whole body feeling uncomfortable.

In the past, after Chu Jinglan arrived in the upper realm, everyone knew that he was gifted and he was a genius who attracted attention wherever he went. Xiao Mo had already gotten used to being stared at, but at that time people just stared at him without saying anything, and many people even stared at him secretly.

It’s not like now, when everyone bows to the Immortal Lord in awe.

Xiao Mo, who was standing next to Chu Jinglan, also accepted their salute. He felt as if he was placed on a high altar and turned into a golden clay statue to be worshipped with incense and rites.

But when these people raised their heads, Xiao Mo clearly saw their gazes change from astonishment to shock, and finally their gazes on him turned into a few big words: Where did this little devil come from!

Xiao Mo: “…”

Is it really so strange that Chu Jinglan brings a living person with him?

Oh well, they're still holding hands.

It was not right for good brothers to hold hands in front of so many people when traveling together, but since Chu Jinglan wanted to hold his hand, Xiao Mo was naturally happy to do so.

In the past, he had helped Chu Jinglan to avoid trouble as a Taoist partner. People outside said that many people were still eyeing the position around Chu Jinglan. Did Chu Jinglan bring him in like this in order to repeat the same trick and drive away those who had ulterior motives?

It's not impossible, but this time, Xiao Mo wants to make the fake become real.

He wanted to catch Chu Jinglan and become her true lover.

Xiao Mo sent a message to Chu Jinglan, asking him if this was his idea.

Now, the two of them can only communicate with each other using spiritual power and magic, and cannot communicate directly in the sea of ​​consciousness like before. However, no one dares to spy on the Immortal Master Chu's communication, so the content of the conversation is still safe.

Honestly, Chu Jinglan didn't think so. Xiao Mo had never been his shield. But Xiao Mo wanted to step forward on his own, and Chu Jinglan had no reason not to accept it: "If I announce in public that we are a Taoist couple, would you mind?"

Xiao Mo had to confirm one thing first: "You don't have someone else in love with you now, right?"

If Xiao Mo had asked him if he had a lover, he would have gotten a different answer, but if he had added "someone else", the seemingly harmless question would have a completely different meaning.

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "No."

I have no other sweetheart, only you.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Since Chu Jinglan didn't have a lover, he could naturally fight for her. He nodded, "Yes, I can."

Wang Yichen, Yueming and Jun Bushu were all secretly looking at Xiao Mo.

He is indeed good-looking, with unparalleled elegance, and Jun Bushu feels that this person has a look very similar to Mo Lan's. He is good at fortune-telling and is good at observing people's temperament and expressions. Many sects want to train people to be with Chu Jinglan, but all of them are ugly imitators, with neither skin nor bones, not to mention the charm. But this person has the appearance and spirit of Mo Lan.

Moreover, the Golden Flame Phoenix shrank its size and landed on his shoulder.

How long have they known each other for Golden Flame Flowing Fire Phoenix to become close to this person?

Several people secretly guessed that Wang Yichen, as the head of the pavilion, invited Chu Jinglan to take the seat of honor.

Chu Jinglan did not refuse and took Xiao Mo to sit down, and the two of them sat at the same table.

Chu Jinglan has arrived, and Jinxiu Pavilion announces the start of a banquet.

During the Treasure Feast, servants would present the fine items from the Jinxiu Pavilion. Anyone who liked one could make a bid. It was a bit like an auction, but the differences were that there was a banquet and the quality of the items were different.

Magical instruments below the Heavenly Rank cannot be served at the banquet, elixirs below the Eighth Rank cannot be served at the banquet, and materials and spiritual herbs that are not rare cannot be served at the banquet. If the things brought out are not up to standard, it would be a loss of value for the Jinxiu Pavilion, so what the Jinxiu Pavilion has brought out has always been good stuff.

In addition, guests attending the banquet could also display their treasures and exchange them with Jinxiu Pavilion, or with the belongings of other guests at the table. All transactions were done on the spot. With the Jinxiu Pavilion's threshold in place, guests would not bring out inferior items to embarrass themselves.

The guests are having a great time, toasting each other, enjoying themselves, and this is a treasure feast.

Xiao Mo originally agreed to change places to adjust the atmosphere and sort out his feelings because they had just met again. But when he saw everyone showing off their treasures one by one, he immediately had an idea:

He wanted to buy something for Chu Jinglan.

In the past, all the money was earned by Chu Jinglan, and it was inappropriate to buy things with Chu Jinglan's money. Now that Chu Jinglan is an immortal, he can take out the spiritual veins and precious land to repay the favor of Yingyue Sect, which shows that he is not short of treasures, so when buying things, one has to pay attention to the quality while pursuing it.

What should he give? His storage container is now filled with things he exchanged from the mall, but none of them seem to be suitable.

Xiao Mo cast his eyes towards the various treasures in the venue. Chu Jinglan noticed his gaze and said, "Just tell me what you like."

Xiao Mo nodded and thought. After a moment, he saw a silver-blue black ice stone and immediately said, "Fellow Daoist from Zuo Shixi, do you want to trade the black ice stone in your hand for something else or for a spiritual stone?"

The man was stunned, as if he had not expected that the people around the Immortal Venerable would like his things, and immediately said, "It's all right!"

Chu Jinglan finished serving Xiao Mo the dishes, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Name the price."

The man choked and felt a little embarrassed.

If he was a very wealthy person, he would of course immediately present the things to the Immortal Venerable if he encountered such an opportunity. However, he only had one or two good things in his hands, and this time he came to the Treasure Banquet sincerely to exchange things. He would be reluctant to give them away for free, but he had to name a price. What price should he offer to the Immortal Venerable?

The others who were talking either lowered their voices or kept silent, turning their attention to him.

Once the bustling scene died down, the invisible pressure on the monk became even greater.

Chu Jinglan placed the cup on the table and glanced at him: "I have a thousand-year-old fire essence, are you willing to exchange it?"

Chu Jinglan saw that the cultivator had a fire spirit root. The cultivator was stunned and suddenly overjoyed. The black ice stone was useless to him, but the fire spirit was a treasure to him. He immediately said, "Thank you, Immortal Venerable, I am willing!"

"etc!"

But Xiao Mo interrupted him, and the monk's smile froze on his face, and his heart was hanging: No? Although he did make a profit by exchanging the thousand-year-old fire essence, the Immortal Venerable had already spoken, so what else did the person beside him think?

Wang Yichen and others also quietly looked at Xiao Mo.

But Xiao Mo took something out of the storage container and said, "I have a thousand-year-old fire marrow here, and I can exchange it with you."

That was a piece of pure and fine fire marrow. The cultivator was greatly surprised and then overjoyed. His eyes almost fell on it and he couldn't help but raise his hands. He was overwhelmed by the surprise, but he calmed down quickly. He put his hands down and didn't agree immediately. His eyes moved between Chu Jinglan and Xiao Mo and he didn't dare to say a word for a while.

Ah, the thousand-year-old fire essence and fire marrow are both excellent, but whose things should he take over?

Chu Jinglan's hand holding the wine glass tightened a little bit, he slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Mo: "Why don't you want my things?"

Xiao Mo: "Actually, I am quite rich now."

Chu Jinglan just looked at him quietly without saying a word, but Xiao Mo knew that the reason didn't apply to Chu Jinglan. He bought the black ice stone because he wanted to make a sword tassel for Chu Jinglan himself. If he revealed the gift in advance, there would be no surprise. But if he didn't say it, Chu Jinglan was determined to pay him.

Then only half of it.

"I want to make something for you," Xiao Mo said with relief, "Of course I have to buy it with my own money."

He said helplessly: "This time the surprise will be reduced by half."

Not expecting this to be the reason, Chu Jinglan was stunned for a moment, and the force that was about to break the cup stopped. His dark eyeballs moved slowly:...Ah, it's for me.

Chu Jinglan looked away and lowered his eyelids, some long-lost feelings came to his heart. Although he had ignored his own heartbeat for the past three hundred years, he felt that his chest was empty and painful. The moment he saw Xiao Mo again, he couldn't even tell whether his heart was dead or alive.

It was not until he held Xiao Mo's hand, until this moment, that he discovered that it seemed to be still alive and could be touched unexpectedly.

"Okay." Chu Jinglan no longer insisted on paying for it himself, so Xiao Mo successfully exchanged his fire marrow for the black ice stone.

Wang Yichen covered his eyebrows with a folding fan, so his expression could not be seen. Yue Ming, he, and Jun Bushu were using jade communication cards to quietly communicate with each other. The reason they did not use secret communication techniques was because they were afraid that Chu Jinglan's supernatural powers would be able to hear it.

Yueming: "What did you see?"

Wang Yichen: "Hiss, it's hard to say, I don't know if he is someone with evil intentions, but he is indeed quite good, he is an expert."

He followed Chu Jinglan for nothing, but he used his own treasures to exchange for things without spending Chu Jinglan's money, and he even gave him gifts. Although the matter was small, it was much better than the clumsy methods used by some people before that were easily exposed.

Jun Bushu: "Without their stuff or spiritual power and blood, I can't make an exact calculation, but from my rough estimate, they should have a good relationship."

Yue Ming and Wang Yichen were both excited at the same time: "Really!?"

"Well," Jun Bushu said, "when the two hands are clasped, the aura of marriage looks good."

"Your premonition is the most accurate. I believe you this time!" Yue Ming couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the platform. In recent years, he occasionally visited Chu Jinglan, but he only felt that he was lonely and snowy around him, and they couldn't help him at all. If there really was someone who could blow away the eternal cold, Yue Ming would thank him from the bottom of his heart.

During the whole banquet, Xiao Mo only asked for the Black Ice Stone, Chu Jinglan didn't like anything else. The chef of the banquet was not bad, he was one of the famous chefs. The reason why Chu Jinglan knew about it was because he had bought the best spiritual food made by that person. Not only did it taste good, it also contained rich spiritual power. After eating it, it could be used for cultivation, which was equivalent to spiritual medicine. It was kept in Chu Jinglan's storage container.

Among the disciples from various sects who came today, Xiao Mo saw some familiar figures, needless to say Wang Yichen and the other three, as well as Lie Ying from Tiange Sect and others. From Lingxiao Sect, Dai Zisheng was also there, but this time there was no sign of Su Baimo by his side.

Su Baimo has to pay the price for his previous choice. He was too deeply involved in the cause and effect with the old Tao. The old Tao has been destroyed, and from now on his great luck will dissipate. If the backlash is more serious, he might become very unlucky.

Without the old Taoist priest, no matter how advanced Su Baimo's cultivation was now, Chu Jinglan was the only one left in the world. Su Baimo was not worth worrying about, and Xiao Mo had no interest in hearing about him.

The time was almost up, and the host Wang Yichen raised his glass to end the banquet with the last glass of wine. After everyone drank, Chu Jinglan suddenly spoke.

His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear. The voice even carried spiritual power and was transmitted outside the jade platform.

"In three months, the Du'e Sect will hold a ceremony to marry the members of the sect. I, Chu Jinglan, would like to become a Taoist couple with Xiao Mo. Those who are invited can go to the Du'e Sect to watch the ceremony."

Wang Yichen and Yue Ming sipped their wine at the same time. Fortunately, they were not the only ones sipped their wine, so it was not awkward.

Jun Bushu swallowed the wine, thinking that he was right and remained calm.

Wang Yichen was stunned: "No, how long have they known each other? Are they going to be a couple now? When was the last time you saw him, Yueming?"

Yueming: "Three years ago? Five years ago? I can't remember clearly, how about you?"

Wang Yichen: “Two years ago.”

The two looked at each other. Everyone had their own things to do. Sometimes they would be in seclusion or in a secret realm for a long time, so it was impossible for them to keep an eye on Chu Jinglan all the time. However, Yan Chun and the other two who were guarding outside Du'e Sect had been in contact with them, and they never mentioned who Chu Jinglan brought to Du'e Sect.

Wang Yichen wiped his mouth and said, "Even if it's a good marriage, I have to check the origin of this person named Xiao Mo... Wait, Xiao Mo, sounds familiar, wait a minute..." Wang Yichen tapped his head with his folding fan, "I remember it!"

He is in charge of Jinxiu Pavilion and has a really good memory.

Yueming: "Remember what?"

Wang Yichen slowly opened his eyes and said, "More than three hundred years ago, my brother in the Middle Realm gave me information that Mo Lan once used a pseudonym, and the pronunciation of the pseudonym was Xiao Mo."

Several people looked at each other in surprise.

"…Could it be that they just have a misunderstanding in pronunciation?"

"Don't you think that the pronunciation clash is a big problem?"

Several people stared at each other, and Jun Bushu took the lead in putting his hands into his sleeves: "Anyway, I think it's a good match, and nothing else is a problem."

Yue Ming also said, "Yes, we can't ask him about this, no matter how curious we are, even if we are dying of curiosity... Damn it, what should I do if I am really curious?"

Jun Bushu: "Before their grand ceremony, I asked them for something and had a fortune-teller read it for me, under the pretext of praying for blessings?"

Wang Yichen and Yue Ming looked at him at the same time, their eyes seemed to ask "Aren't you curious?"

Jun Bushu: "Don't look at me like that. I didn't say I didn't want to know."

Chu Jinglan's words not only caused a huge uproar on the jade stage, but also stunned Xiao Mo. When he came to his senses, he heard the sound of a wine glass being put down. Along with the sound, his eyes suddenly blurred, as if there was a breeze blowing on his face, but also as if there was nothing. When he came to his senses, the world in front of him had completely changed.

Just now it was a banquet at the Jade Stage with a bustling crowd, but at this moment he and Chu Jinglan appeared in a house where the spiritual lights were lit one by one and it was quiet.

The Guixu period was worthy of his reputation for being able to shatter the void and travel thousands of miles in an instant. Xiao Mo realized that it was Chu Jinglan who took him to another place.

When they got here, Qiuqiu flapped his wings and flew away, leaving only the two of them.

Although he still had doubts in his mind, he couldn't help but look around the room: there were two halls inside and outside, which were very spacious. Inside there was a warm jade bed with carved embossing patterns, and outside there were tables, chairs and a bed worth a thousand gold coins. The interior and exterior were decorated in an elegant and surprising way, and there was a faint scent of incense burning, which was refreshing.

All kinds of arrangements are in line with Xiao Mo's preferences.

Chu Jinglan said: "This is the room prepared for you in Du'e Sect. Are you satisfied?"

"I like it very much, thank you." Xiao Mo did not have any dissatisfaction. Even the details touched his heart. He felt very comfortable as soon as he entered the house. After looking at the house, it was time to continue with the previous question.

"The Taoist Couple Ceremony in three months?"

"Yeah." Chu Jinglan nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and then slowly asked, "You don't want to?"

Xiao Mo: "If I really want to do a full-scale drama, I can, but... well, it's okay, it's okay, I'm just too surprised."

The Taoist Couple Ceremony will be held in three months. If he wants this ceremony to be truly romantic, he must change the relationship between Chu Jinglan and himself from brothers to lovers within three months!

For Xiao Mo, who had never been in love, time suddenly became tight.

But it doesn't matter, he accepts the challenge.

In addition, he noticed another change:

Even if it was just a show, for something as big as a Taoist couple ceremony, in the past, Chu Jinglan would definitely ask for your opinion in advance, instead of asking you afterwards whether you were willing or not.

However, three hundred years have passed. Even if Chu Jinglan's nature has not changed, his behavior and style may have changed a little. This is normal. After all, people grow up. In addition, Xiao Mo is willing to cooperate in this matter, so such a small change should be fine and will not affect their relationship.

Xiao Mo would obviously be cautious and suspicious when encountering things, but when he met Chu Jinglan, he found answers to his doubts himself, and did not think that Chu Jinglan did anything wrong, so he suppressed them.

The light in the room flickered in Chu Jinglan's dark eyes, like a candle burning in the shadows, more mysterious than warm.

But the light and shadow made his eyes and eyebrows look gentle, and even his voice seemed to carry the warmth of the fire: "As long as you are willing."

"You said you wanted to give me something today. I'm very happy. I also have something for you."

Chu Jinglan took out a storage container and handed it to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo took it, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and discovered what was inside. His eyes widened in amazement.

This storage container was not the one he had back then, but there was a space inside that was laid out exactly the same as the one in his original storage container. Not only that, all the things were still there. The Huanyue Heart and Dongqing Pearl were placed in the most conspicuous places, and even the storybooks he had stored back then were all intact.

In addition, many new things have been added to the storage container. There are countless treasures of all kinds. The total amount of things inside can be compared to the treasure house of some sects.

Xiao Mo was silent, staring blankly at Chu Jinglan: "These things..."

"I'll keep all the original things for you, and we'll share half of what I've encountered over the years."

Xiao Mo held the storage container, feeling indescribable: "Too much, you——"

Chu was shocked and said, "You take it."

"I have something else for you."

Xiao Mo originally felt that the storage container in his hand was too heavy, so he was surprised when he heard this: "Why is there more?"

The shadow in Chu Jinglan's eyes and the firelight reflected Xiao Mo's shadow. He softened his voice and said, "Xiao Mo, I'll give you a chain, okay?"

Xiao Mo: “Chain?”

Chu Jinglan's voice was extremely soft: "Well, stretch out your hand."

Xiao Mo had no doubts at all and raised his hand in response.

Chu Jinglan looked at the fair wrist that was obediently handed to him. It was white, beautiful, and so thin that it could be broken with a pinch.

There was a magic weapon in his storage container, an immortal-trapping lock made of ten-thousand-year-old black iron. When it was tied around such a fair wrist, it must be clearly black and white, making the hand in front of him even more stunningly beautiful.

The light flickered silently in Chu Jinglan's shocked eyes, his shadow stretched in front of the window, and the beast lurked in the dark, quietly approaching the ignorant man.

Xiao Mo knew nothing about it and raised his hand towards Chu Jinglan.

Chu Jinglan's fingers trembled in his sleeves, he raised his hand and slowly clasped Xiao Mo's wrist.

Then he slowly loosened his hand. Chu Jinglan raised her eyes, with Xiao Mo reflected in her eyes: "Does it look good?"

Chu Jinglan loosened his hand, revealing his fair wrist, but there was no heavy black iron chain wrapped around it.

I saw a thin golden chain tied around that white wrist, with golden dragon beads on it. It had been blessed by a Buddhist monk and had several protective runes carved by the immortal himself, which meant good luck and could ensure health.

Each of these protective runes was carved by Chu Xianzun himself when he was quietly thinking of someone.

Chu Jinglan looked at the wrist that actually appeared in front of him in amazement. The chain in the storage container had been vibrated by his consciousness and was making a clattering sound, but it was still pressed inside the storage container and could not be locked on Xiao Mo.

But when Chu Jinglan asked someone to forge this magical weapon, he was thinking of Xiao Mo.

He looked at the gold chain and asked again in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

Although the things in the storage container were too many and too heavy, Xiao Mo liked this light and fluttering chain. There were dragons on the gold beads and lotus flowers on the thin chain. His eyes lit up and he turned his wrist to examine it repeatedly: "It looks good, the design is ingenious, and it has a strong spiritual energy. I like it."

"Really..." Chu Jinglan gently loosened his fingers, "As long as you like it."

The monster in the shadows grumbled and didn't calm down. It just lay there, watching with full interest, clenching its claws until they were almost worn out, but it didn't go up in the end.