In Taichu, Xihai, there is the largest cherry forest in the world. The flowers are grown by mountain spirits, and the flowers have never withered in the thousand years since the founding of the religion.
Most of the buildings in Taichu were built on the Weak Water.
Even a feather cannot float on the weak water. Although it covers a large area, it is shallow and no deeper than the instep of the foot.
It is a light blue color visible to the naked eye, scattered throughout the primordial world. Because it is too light and not easily fluid, it is like a soft mirror.
Master Feng, who came out of the cherry forest, said to the disciple Zhan Rong who was waiting on the side, "There's news from the Jinluan Pond that the two disciples of True Lord Sanxi have arrived. You should go and receive them."
"yes."
The rank of Xihai Taichu disciples can be distinguished by the cherry blossom prints on their clothing.
The flower print for ordinary disciples is at the lowest part of the hem.
Disciples of higher status had flowers printed on their cuffs.
The first disciple or the direct disciple wears it on the waist and shoulders.
Zhan Rong, the disciple sent to receive Ling Luo and Chu Yi, had his flower print on the lowest part of his hem.
Lingluo Chuyi stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the young man coming from the path above.
"I am a disciple of the Second Sect of Taichu, Zhan Rong." Zhan Rong bowed his head and greeted the two of them, "I have been ordered by Hall Master Feng to take the two of you to Qingzhu Residence."
Chu Yi looked him up and down for a while, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's been a few years since we last met, and you've become more fluent in your polite words."
Zhan Rong stood up and smiled helplessly.
When his eyes fell on the Yingxi hanging on Lingluo's waist, he paused for a moment. Chu Yi walked forward and said as he walked, "My junior sister, Lingluo. Master gave Yingxi to her."
Lingluo stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up at the two people standing together in front of her.
The two of them were facing the light, so dazzling that she had to squint.
Chu Yi is cold and arrogant, while Zhan Rong is humble. Unlike her second senior brother, this person only appears gentle on the surface.
"Master Zhan Qiong is my master. Yingxi was the last weapon he forged. It's inevitable that I feel a sense of familiarity when I see Yingxi." Zhan Rong smiled at Lingluo.
"I've long heard of Master Zhan." Ling Luo said politely.
She followed the two of them to Qingzhuju to receive guests.
Along the way, Chu Yi and Zhan Rong were reminiscing and talking, while Ling Luo was casually looking at the scenery.
"This year, many talented people have emerged from all the immortal sects, and people from the four major sects are participating." Zhan Rong said, "In addition to Lingluo, there are Feng Tianyao from Nanshan Xuehe and Mu Xujing from Beiting Yuegong."
Chu Yi asked: "I know the former, he is the son of Sect Leader Feng, but who is this person from Beiting Moon Palace?"
"The son of the former palace master." Zhan Rong whispered, "An illegitimate child, unknown before. This year he was taken back to Beiting Moon Palace and taught by the current palace master himself."
Chu Yi's eyes twitched slightly when he heard this. "Who is so crazy as to bring the son of the previous Palace Master back to raise him in the hands of the current Palace Master?"
Zhan Rong said in a lighter tone: "The current palace master."
Chu Yi: “…”
If I remember correctly, the current Palace Master and the former Palace Master are husband and wife, and the former Palace Master is one year younger than him.
Chu Yi, who had little interest in other people's family affairs, changed the focus and asked, "How is that person's cultivation?"
Zhan Rong: “Not bad.”
Chu Yi asked: "Who is more powerful between you and Feng Tianyao?"
Zhan Rong thought for a moment and said, "Nanshan Xuehe's swordsmanship is unrivaled in the world, and he also has the sword intent of the righteous divine arts. If Feng Tianyao has already learned the sword intent of the divine arts, Mu Xujing should be no match for him."
Chu Yi turned sideways to look at Ling Luo: "Did you hear that?"
Ling Luo raised her eyes lazily and said with a mocking look: "Can he learn it?"
Chu Yi admired the contempt and disdain that came from the bottom of his heart.
"My junior sister is good at swordsmanship and she's a nice person, but her attitude is a little crazy." Chu Yi turned to Zhan Rong and said, "Just pretend you didn't see or hear anything."
Zhan Rong smiled and said, "It's good to have this kind of youthful spirit."
Lingluo folded her hands into her sleeves, her expression indifferent.
Even if Feng Tianyao were given two more lives, or reborn a thousand times, he would still not be able to learn the Feng family's magical sword skills.
"Who is your Taichu's trump card this year?" Chu Yi asked again.
Zhan Rong led the two through the winding corridors, saying as he walked, "It's the second headmaster's youngest son, Junior Brother Congxiu."
After hearing this, Lingluo glanced at him. Zhan Rong smiled slightly and didn't show anything unusual.
"I've heard of it." Chu Yi narrowed his eyes, "A sword genius from the beginning of the West Sea."
Zhan Rong said slowly: "Junior Brother Congxiu has learned the inner skills of our sect at the age of thirteen, and has been in seclusion for four years to comprehend the sword spirit of Zongdao. After three years in the world, he has reached the realm of life and death."
"The realm of life and death has been broken?"
“Not yet.”
Chu Yi turned his head to look at Ling Luo again and said, "You have not yet broken through the realm of life and death, you can still try."
"Brother." Ling Luo raised an eyebrow and said, "It doesn't matter if he breaks through the realm of life and death."
Chu Yi turned his head expressionlessly and looked back at Zhan Rong: "Just pretend you didn't hear it."
Zhan Rong smiled and nodded.
They turned the corner and came to an exquisite courtyard.
"You will stay here for the next few days. Someone will deliver three meals to you on time. If you need anything, just let me know." Zhan Rong said, "Nanshan Xuehe and Beiting Yuegong both live in this west courtyard, as well as Xiaoyao Sect."
As soon as these words came out, the two people following him stopped.
Zhan Rong looked back and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Chu Yi said calmly, and asked after entering the door, "Where does Xiaoyao Sect live?"
"We are three courtyards away from you, so we probably don't see it often." Zhan Rong was very sensitive and responded quickly after noticing the subtle pause, "If this place doesn't work, I'll change it for you."
"No need to change." Lingluo said, "The location is just right."
"Thank you. Go and do your work first. I'll talk to you later." Chu Yi said to Zhan Rong.
Zhan Rong nodded and left.
Lingluo walked into the yard and looked around, then pointed to a room and said, "I'll sleep here."
"Whatever you want." Chu Yi leaned against the door and frowned, "You better restrain yourself. If your arrogant attitude gets out, you will definitely be stared at and beaten by others."
Lingluo said: "What I said is the truth."
Those people really couldn't beat her.
"What are the facts?" Chu Yi sneered, "Do you know what the concept of life and death realm is? Do you know what the Feng family's magic sword intent means? And the man from Beiting Yuegong, how could he be allowed to attend the conference without some hard skills? You are just an ordinary sword without long sleeves, and you dare to be so arrogant?"
Ling Luo looked up at him and said, "Don't you have any friends?"
"?" Chu Yi asked, "Why are you asking this?"
"People from all twelve sects are coming to the Jinluan Pool Banquet. Brother, don't you have any friends? It's a rare opportunity for everyone to get together, go and have a drink and chat with them." Lingluo said, "You are the first disciple of True Lord Sanxi, and Senior Brother Tianji of Dongdao. You shouldn't be without any friends, right?"
Chu Yi sneered: "Zhan Rong is my friend, are you blind?"
"Then you can go and have a drink with him, chat and discuss the realm of life and death, and talk about the Feng family's magic and sword skills." Ling Luo turned and left.
Chu Yi: “Where are you going!”
Ling Luo said without even turning her head: "Go find my friend, each of us, see you in the evening."
Chu Yi swore that he would never go out alone with his junior sister again.
Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and beat the person to death without burying him.
Song Yuanyuan and others arrived in Xihai City a few days earlier than Lingluo.
In the past few days, they have become familiar with the disciples from the surrounding sects and have gained countless gossips. They are just waiting for Lingluo to come and share them with her.
As soon as Lingluo passed the Taichu Mountain Gate, she used the jade earphone to contact Song Yuanyuan.
Although there is no support of the Wanxiang Formation outside Dongdao Tianji, ordinary text transmission is still possible, but sound and picture transmission is impossible.
Song Yuanyuan said, "West Market, Wanhua Tower, Second Pavilion."
Lingluo returned to Xihai City again.
It was noon now. The surrounding restaurants were filled with fragrance, and young people were coming and going. The whole street was full of vitality and bustle.
Ling Luo found Wanhua Tower and just as she reached the second pavilion upstairs, she saw Xu Shen standing at the door.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "You're so polite, why are you waiting outside to pick me up?"
Xu Shen said, "No, the second pavilion was robbed, and I was afraid that you would find the wrong door and be embarrassed, so I waited here."
Ling Luo: “…”
"Who took it?" she asked.
Xu Shen led her to the Fifth Pavilion and said, "I don't know, but judging from the clothes and the sword he is wearing, he must be from Nanshan Xuehe."
So before Lingluo entered, she performed a water spell at the entrance of the second pavilion.
In the room, Song Yuanyuan was writing furiously in front of Yu Ting.
Lingluo sat down and asked casually as she picked up her chopsticks, "Where's Chang Fei?"
"I went to help his boss find someone." Song Yuanyuan said.
Ling Luo bit her chopsticks and asked in confusion: "What boss?"
"A big raccoon cat, a painted-skin spirit." Xu Shen said, "The raccoon cat opened an inn, but he didn't know how to run it. A few days ago, he met Chang Fei, and the two of them decided to run a black shop."
Ling Luo: “…”
She was impressed by Chang Fei's way of making money.
Whether it's white, black or gray, he can always find an idea.
"It cheated a lot of people, and then the word spread. Everyone knew it was a shady shop, so no one went there anymore." Song Yuanyuan sighed, "But Chang Fei had already made a lot of money, and just when he was trying to get out, the raccoon cat came to him and said someone smashed the shop and beat it up, and asked Chang Fei to help find the person who did it."
Ling Luo uttered an "oh" and ate without changing her expression. She asked, "Didn't he want to get out of this? Why did he agree to find someone?"
Xu Shen said helplessly: "I'm not afraid that the cat will reveal his identity if he's not convinced. The disciples from all the sects who were cheated by him before should ask him to pay back the money."
"Where's the money?" Lingluo asked.
Song Yuanyuan pointed at the Manchu-Han banquet on the table and smiled innocently: "This."
Lingluo was used to it and was not surprised. She asked again, "How much did you earn?"
Song Yuanyuan gestured a number, "Seven thousand gold."
Ling Luo: "Then he's dead."
Song Yuanyuan glanced at the new message that Yu Ting had received, then showed it to Xu Shen and said, "He wants you to help find the location of the Painted Skin Spirit's true body."
Xu Shen said: "You can try."
Ling Luo laughed beside him: "Why don't you let him find someone to smash the store?"
Song Yuanyuan: "It doesn't matter who smashed the store. Only by finding the true identity of the raccoon cat can we eliminate the trouble forever."
On Xishi Hengjie Street, Chang Fei was walking on the roadside with a furious big raccoon cat.
The large raccoon cat stood and walked, making all kinds of crazy gestures with its front paws.
Chang Fei patiently asked, "What does the woman look like? What are her characteristics? What kind of clothing is she wearing?"
The big raccoon cat said: "She is tall, thin, white, long hair, and wears white clothes. She is pretty and speaks well, but she is too rude! How can she fight over a disagreement and call me a swindler! I am not a swindler! She is slandering me! Bah, she is slandering a cat!"
Chang Fei: “…”
All the women wearing white clothes on the street fit what you said!
The big raccoon cat continued, "There is also a man next to her, taller than her, almost as tall as my junior master."
Chang Fei wondered, "You still have an uncle-master?"
"My master and junior uncle just arrived today! But I can't tell my master about this, I can only ask junior uncle for help!" The big raccoon clenched its claws into fists and waved them, "This bad woman is finished, if she dares to hit me, my junior uncle will never let her go!"
Chang Fei thought for a moment and asked, "Is your junior master good?"
"Of course!" The big raccoon raised his head proudly and flicked his tail, "My junior uncle is the most powerful person besides my master!"
That's because you are not as good as your master... Chang Fei complained in his heart, answering with hmm and aah while sending a text to Song Yuanyuan to inform her of the matter.
Upon learning that the big raccoon cat also has a master and a junior uncle, Lingluo became excited.
She pointed at Xu Shen and said, "Have you found it? I want to see how powerful Junior Master is."
"It will take some time." Xu Shen said.
On the other side, the big raccoon cat was also trying hard to find someone.
But after a while, it said to Chang Fei: "My junior uncle said he found someone! She passed by the Taichu Mountain Gate. I will definitely find her as long as I stay there!"
Before Chang Fei could say a word, the Painted Skin Spirit had disappeared.
Song Yuanyuan was a little surprised when she received the message.
"The other party's spell deduction actually found clues before us."
Not only was he ahead, but he also made the correct deduction.
Quite interesting.
Ling Luo narrowed her eyes, stood up and said, "I'll go meet him."
Song Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed: "Wait, don't be impulsive! This is Xihai Taichu, someone else's territory!"
After careful deduction, Xu Shen came to the conclusion that the giant raccoon's true body was inside the Taichu Mountain Gate in the West Sea.
At dusk, the sky is filled with fiery clouds and the light is brilliant.
At the main gate of Taichu Mountain in Xihai, in a corner, there stood a man and a civet cat.
The junior master standing next to the big raccoon cat was wearing a green robe and a long sword, with black hair and a jade crown. His deep eyebrows and eyes were clean and bright. His calmness and clarity were enough to make people feel ashamed when looking into his eyes.
When he doesn't speak, he gives people a feeling of tranquility and silence, and it is also a pleasing painting.
If you look at him a few more times, you will be absorbed into his aura and become his foil.
Chu Yi and a group of friends came back from playing in Xihai City. When they entered the mountain gate, they accidentally caught a glimpse of the big civet cat and couldn't help but stop and turn around to look.
This time his attention was not on the raccoon cat, but on the man next to it.
"Chu Yi!" A friend shouted from the front, "What are you looking at! Didn't we agree to go to the cherry forest to enjoy the night cherry blossoms?"
Chu Yi said: "Wait a minute, you go first."
The big raccoon heard the sound and was so frightened that it hugged Junior Master's leg tightly, stretched out a claw and shouted: "Junior Master! He is the accomplice of that woman!"
Yue Liangze looked up.
The two looked at each other from a distance. After a moment, Yue Liangze said, "Are you sure?"
The big raccoon cried aggrievedly: "I'm sure! It's definitely him and his accomplices!"
Yue Liangze: "Forget it then."
The big raccoon's expression froze.
What's the matter?
Just let it go?
How can I just let it go!
"Junior Master! Why let it go! He and that woman smashed my shop and grabbed my tail and threw me to the ground! How can I let it go!" The big raccoon yelled, but Chu Yi had already walked over.
"What a coincidence." He looked at Yue Liangze and said, "Is this civet cat yours?"
Yue Liangze said calmly: "Nephew."
Chu Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Have we met before?"
Yue Liangze held the sword in both hands, the fine hair on his forehead swaying gently in the night breeze, his expression as calm as water, he did not answer, just slightly lowered his head, turned and left.
The big raccoon cat was crying heart-wrenchingly behind him.
“Senior Brother!”
The call of "Senior Brother" was heard in his ears, drowning out the civet cat's cries, causing him to stop suddenly.
The big raccoon cat looked at the woman who walked into the mountain gate and cried even more sadly: "Little Master! It's this woman!"
Yue Liangze walked away again, saying calmly, "I can't win."
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