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When the noise inside had almost died down, Changxia tiptoed over first, followed by Xie Fengxue and Shen Siyan.
She had never been to Tunan Pavilion before, so she didn't know what the private dining rooms inside looked like, but it was definitely not like this.
The chairs and furnishings were smashed to pieces, and the floor was covered with broken wood and rags. There were no food scraps on the floor. I guess someone felt sorry for Lao Zhou's cooking skills and protected the food from spilling during the fight. There were plates placed in various open spaces in the private room, but there was nothing in them, and no one knew who had eaten them.
The leader's hand grabbed Pei Miaoyi's belt, and Pei Jianshou pulled Qian Xiangyi's hair. The two were tied together with the immortal rope, and neither could do anything to the other.
Pei Xilai was squatting in the corner. Chang Xia walked over and found him counting ants. When he saw Chang Xia coming over, he hugged her and started to cry: "Akui, have you seen my Akui?"
Changxia smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him and roughly knew who had eaten the food.
She pinched Pei Xilai's collar and asked, "Where are my junior brothers and sisters?"
She looked around and even saw Li Bai, Zhou Xiaosu, and A Yang sleeping in the corner, but she didn't see Jiang Bailu and Huo Tinglan.
Pei Xilai was still dazed, and it took him a while to understand what Chang Xia meant.
"He, they went to pick white flowers on the cliff and watch the fish swimming in the water."
Changxia let go of his collar, and Pei Xilai fell limply to the ground again and continued counting his ants.
She looked at Shen Siyan and Xie Fengxue and spread her hands.
Shen Siyan immediately understood: "Junior Brother Bai Lu and Junior Sister Ting Lan are both important disciples of our sect. How can we let them disappear? As the head of the Privy Council, it is very necessary for me to find them."
After saying this, he walked out with great righteousness, but before he reached the door, Xie Fengxue dragged him back.
"Who will clean up the mess when you leave?"
Shen Siyan said: "Linjiang, let Linjiang go!"
Lin Jiang, who had just rushed back after receiving Shen Siyan's message: ...
He was so unlucky that he followed Shen Siyan.
The three of them just dumped all these messes on Linjiang and hurried out.
But after leaving Tunan Pavilion, their pace slowed down - could they really interrupt lovers who were expressing their feelings to each other?
Once Huo Tinglan returns, they may never have such an opportunity again.
There was no sign of the rain stopping in Xiaoling Mountain. Changxia put her hands in her sleeves and Xie Fengxue held an umbrella for her.
Shen Siyan held another umbrella and looked at them sourly: "It's great that someone holds an umbrella for you."
Chang Xia stuck his head out and looked at him with a smile: "Yes, yes, it's amazing."
Shen Siyan: ...
Can you still speak properly?
Chang Xia suddenly remembered that Li Bai and the others had met Pei Miaoyi in Wumao City before, so he said to Xie Fengxue: "Brother, I met Pei Jianshou in Wumao City before."
Then she looked at him eagerly, waiting for his reply.
I mean, do you know what's going on?
Xie Fengxue glanced at Shen Siyan.
Shen Siyan jumped up anxiously: "Don't try to hit me. I'm telling you, the injury I received from Pei Jianshou has only just healed."
Xie Fengxue: ...
This was indeed a dishonest act on his part, and he silently withdrew his gaze.
"They must be going there for the sword formation. What the Zen Master needs to do...will take three hours to dismantle the formation."
He drew circles on the ground and explained in detail:
"The sword formation was like a shield, turning Cang Xuan into an isolated island. It not only blocked the invasion of the demon race and the spying of the immortal world, but also severed the connection with the Heavenly Dao.
Of course, the current situation of the Heavenly Dao is almost the same whether we are connected or not.
Normally, Zuo Qin and the Zen Master have their own secret channels to monitor the situation of the Heavenly Dao, but now the Zen Master has to do something of great importance, and those secret channels can no longer support it, so they need to dismantle the formation."
This was Cang Xuan's deepest secret. Chen Siyan looked at them dully, wishing he had left immediately a quarter of an hour ago because he couldn't stand this couple.
Chang Xia patted his shoulder, and Shen Siyan immediately jumped three feet away: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything!"
Chang Xia smiled like a fox: "But you already know, Brother Shen."
Shen Siyan trembled.
Chang Xia's smile did not fade: "Don't hide, you still have to do the work you need to do."
Breaking the formation means that Cang Xuan will be in the same unprotected state as eight hundred years ago within three hours. The only way to stop the demon clan is to rely on patrol by cultivators.
As a top cultivator in Cang Xuan, it would be better if I didn’t know about this. Now that I know about it, I naturally have to contribute.
Changxia thought to himself, no wonder Zuo Qin gave him so much Ru Lin Zhan before, it turned out that he wanted to use it for this.
Being prepared for a battle is indeed very helpful for multi-front operations.
He was lost in thought and looked up at the sky in silence.
Xie Fengxue said slowly: "It's okay if you don't want to work, just help me do something."
Shen Zhangshi's dull eyes immediately brightened: "Sir, please speak."
"My third apprentice sister ascends the throne. Protect her for a year. If you don't want to kill monsters, you can always kill people."
Three hours versus one year, it was a losing deal no matter how you looked at it, but Shen Siyan agreed without hesitation.
"make a deal."
Chang Xia reached out and touched Shen Siyan's forehead: "Your brain is broken"
Shen Siyan said, "What do you know? Those minor fights in the Eastern Territory were just a few Yuanying or Out-of-Body Stage cultivators at most. How could there be cultivators in the Spirit Severing or Fusion Stages who would deliberately target the Human Emperor and not be afraid of backlash? I could handle them with a wave of my hand, but the demons who were able to arrive within three hours were all elite."
Speaking of this, Shen Siyan shuddered, "There are quite a few big guys in the Tribulation Stage. If I'm not careful..."
"Anyway..." Shen Siyan coughed, "I want to stay alive and become the head of Yunting!"
Changxia: ...
This fear of death is exactly the same as the master's.
Speaking of which, Chen Siyan had never been to Chi Zhou Sea to kill monsters.
"Even if I don't tell you now, you will all receive sect missions directly when the time comes." The rain got heavier, and Xie Fengxue calmly moved the umbrella towards Changxia. "I'm telling you now so that you can be mentally prepared."
"As for you..."
Xie Fengxue turned his gaze to Shen Siyan again.
"The notification was handled by the Morning Star Mountain formation master using the kite formation center. There was a minor problem with the formation when the notification came, and you 'accidentally' missed the message."
Contemplative words:
Is this still possible?
This is blatant favoritism and fraud.
But considering that he was the target of favoritism, he did not pursue the matter.
After a while of discussion, it was already dawn. Changxia had not slept all night, so he suggested going to Xie Fengxue's cave to catch up on his sleep.
Shen Siyan asked: "Can a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage still feel tired?"
Chang Xia: "A cultivator in the Fusion Stage doesn't need to eat, but you still go to Eat for Heaven every day."
Shen Siyan: That makes a lot of sense.
The cultivators in their Yunting are indeed different from those in other places. They eat, sleep, and know the cold and heat. Apart from their higher cultivation level, they are just like ordinary people.
He glanced at the umbrella he was holding. Foundation Establishment cultivators already had countless ways to avoid the rain. Looking at the people coming and going in Xiaoling Mountain and Huanling City, there weren't many people holding umbrellas. Why would top cultivators like them need such mortal rain gear?
When one cultivates to their level, moving mountains and filling the sea, and calling the wind and rain are no problem at all. It's just a dark cloud, and it doesn't take much effort to blow it away.
Why did they just open their umbrellas obediently?
He thought deeply that he had been in Yunting for more than a thousand years, grew up and learned skills in Yunting, had eaten Yunting's food for thousands of years, and made a lot of friends in Yunting, but until now he still didn't understand what kind of place Yunting was.
Changxia fell into a deep sleep as soon as he entered Xie Fengxue's cave.
She felt as if she had fallen into a boundless dream, where there was a prosperous imperial city, magnificent palaces, as well as boundless mountains and rivers.
It seemed as if someone was calling her name all the time. The voice was so distant and vague that she couldn't find the source anywhere.
When she woke up, she found herself in Qiuwu Palace again.
This is the second time, she thought to herself.
She sat skillfully on the dark floor of Qiuwu Palace, waiting for Ji Sheng's arrival.
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At the same time, Jiang Bailu and Huo Tinglan fell into the greatest confusion in their lives.
For some reason, when they were at Tunan Pavilion, both of them had decided to restrain themselves, but when they really met, they couldn't help but say what was in their hearts.
They both wanted to hypocritically say that it was okay, but when the words came to their lips they ended up blaming each other.
Jiang Bailu didn't understand why Huo Tinglan insisted on going back to be the Human Emperor. Huo Tinglan felt that she only had a hundred years left to live, but Jiang Bailu still wanted to make trouble with her.
Huo Tinglan prided himself on being a bright and upright person, and Jiang Bailu felt that he had always been open and honest, but in the end they both succumbed to the hidden ambitions in their hearts.
"I...you...we..." After leaving Tunan Pavilion, his mind seemed to be much clearer. Jiang Bailu's hand was still holding Huo Tinglan's hand, but he let go as if he was guilty.
But who is Tinglan? She would never behave like a little girl and just shook hands with him back.
"Didn't you say you would pick flowers for me?" she said softly. "I'm about to leave, and you won't go along with me."
Jiang Bailu couldn't help but say, "From childhood to adulthood, how could I not obey you?"
When Tinglan smiled, her eyes curved into crescents. "Then let's go pick some flowers."
Jiang Bailu said sullenly, "The flower you want is growing on the edge of a cliff. You have to let me go before you can pick it."
Tinglan: ...
She looked at him with a puzzled look: "For so many years, you always thought that I... liked flowers"
Jiang Bailu:
Tinglan sighed, and finally explained to the fool: "I like flowers, but I like the flowers you picked even more."
I felt that he might not understand what I said, so I continued: "I would be happy if you picked flowers from the cliff for me, but I would also be happy if you picked wild flowers from the roadside. Do you understand?"
Jiang Bailu finally understood, and couldn't stop smiling: "So you just like me."
Tinglan: ...
What to do, she seems to have fallen in love with a fool.
"But I still want to pick the white flowers on the cliff for you."
Jiang Bailu took out a few talismans, injected spiritual power into them, and it turned into an invisible barrier. He picked up Tinglan by the waist in the barrier. Tinglan felt dizzy for a moment, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself sitting on a giant bird.
This bird looks like a phoenix, but is completely white.
She knew that Jiang Bailu was a demon. She didn't know what kind it was before, but now she finally knew.
The royal family of the demon world, the white-feathered phoenix.
Xie Fengxue dismissed Shen Siyan and stood on Sanli Sanbei, watching the scene from afar. He also held a few talismans in his hand. He had just exchanged them while the two people in the formation were not paying attention.
His fourth junior brother's spell skills were pretty good, but there were many talented people who could see through his spells. And now, at the Qianqiu Banquet, these talented people happened to be gathered together.
But - he looked at the talisman in his hand and thought nonchalantly, wouldn't it be fine to just change to the left quilt?
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