Chapter 186 Heaven

A few days later.

In the main hall of the Five Dragons Palace.

The house is full of guests again.

But the situation is different now.

"Congratulations to the Jiushan Sect for having another Yuanying Zhenren. The sect is thriving!" A Yuanying Zhenren smiled before he even entered the door.

The way he looked, it was hard to tell that he was the fastest runner that day.

Uncle Pang didn't seem to be offended. He bowed to him and chuckled, "Isn't it also a happy event for our Hundred Immortals Alliance that nephew Zhang has given birth to a baby?"

"Uh, yes! Yes, yes!"

The Yuanying True Immortals in the hall looked at each other, and only one thought came to their mind -

What the hell! Who doesn't understand Zhang Wuyi's personality?

Now that he has formed a baby, his strength has increased a lot.

But his temperament probably hasn't changed.

That person bullied their disciples when he was in the Jindan stage. Now that he has reached the infant stage, he can bully them again!

Otherwise, why would they come to your house to get close to you? "Excuse me, where is Master Zhang?"

"She is not in the market." Uncle Pang replied.

"We...are all here to congratulate her. We have brought gifts."

"She's not here, so it won't delay your gifts."

Uncle Pang smiled kindly, but the others looked as disgusted as if they had eaten a fly.

They also knew that this was Jiushan Sect secretly expressing its dissatisfaction with their escape.

but……

Not only did he not kill the guy named Pang, but Zhang Wuyi also conceived a baby.

You have to endure the nausea!

"Master Zhang is probably receiving someone more important!" someone suddenly said.

Everyone on the field suddenly realized——

No one knows when the Jiushan Sect got on board with the Tianhe Sect!

"Yes, yes, yes. It won't stop us from being happy for Master Zhang! It won't stop us from sending gifts!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the great monk is more important. We are all members of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, so there is no need to be estranged from each other."

"Come on, Master Pang, I'll toast you a glass!"

Uncle Pang smiled but said nothing.

But his eyes couldn't help but look towards the direction of the thunder pool.

…

Beside the Thunder Pond, in a valley.

Zheng Fazheng was sitting on the ground with Senior Sister Zhang.

Senior Sister Yuan was also there. She had picked some wild fruits from somewhere and was picking and choosing them and stuffing them into her mouth. One of them seemed to be particularly sour. She couldn't help but frown, and her face turned into a big meat bun with eighteen wrinkles.

But I didn't see her spit out the fruit.

After the storm, Zheng Fa felt a little lazy.

He leaned against a large rock, watching the leaves above his head swaying slowly in the wind, the birds in the forest slowly cleaning their feathers, and occasionally a human voice could be heard, so distant that it seemed like it was in another world.

Then look at Senior Sister Zhang beside you.

After having a baby, she seemed to be more lively than before.

It was not noticeable in front of others, but it was very obvious when the three of them were alone.

Senior Sister Zhang seemed to notice his gaze. She glanced at him and suddenly took out a jade flute from her storage bag.

Zheng Fa was puzzled because he had never seen Senior Sister Zhang play music before.

"Senior sister? Do you still like this?"

Senior Sister Yuan also asked.

It can be heard that Zheng Fa is not the only one who doesn't know about Senior Sister Zhang's hobby.

"Music and mathematics are closely related, and I studied them for a while." Senior Sister Zhang explained, "But after I got started, there were so many things to do that I didn't play them as much."

Zheng Fa nodded slightly and watched Senior Sister Zhang bring the jade flute to her lips.

Zheng Fa couldn't find words to describe the sound of Senior Sister Zhang's flute.

He just felt that the mountain was greener and the wind was gentler.

Senior Sister Yuan was more excited than him.

She transformed into a blue phoenix, and soared slowly around the hill where they were, following the sound of Senior Sister Zhang's flute.

After a while, she seemed to feel that she was too far away and it was not comfortable to listen to.

Then it circled around Senior Sister Zhang.

Not only her, but also the birds in the mountains seemed to be attracted by the sound of the flute and flew behind her.

After the song ended, Senior Sister Yuan slowly fell to the ground and turned into a young girl, with a look of unsatisfied feeling on her face.

"Senior Sister, you play the flute so beautifully!" Senior Sister Yuan praised.

Senior Sister Zhang nodded, looking very confident. She glanced at Zheng Fa and said:

"Besides Master, you are the only one who listens to me playing the flute..."

She glanced at Senior Sister Yuan again and paused:

"People."

Zheng Fa was a little surprised.

"The only one?"

"Well, from before to after."

…

“What a nice flute sound.”

The Sword Immortal Canyang led Yan Wushuang to the edge of the thunder pool.

The two were talking as they walked.

Later, he suddenly stood there, with his ear tilted, as if listening to something, with a somewhat obsessed expression.

Later, as if he had heard what Senior Sister Zhang said, he smiled triumphantly and continued walking forward.

"Mr. Han, you are eavesdropping again!"

"What do you mean by eavesdropping?" The Sword Immortal of the Setting Sun snorted, "I have good hearing, you blame me?"

“…”

"Besides, this is my way of enlightenment." Old Han explained: "Ten thousand people, ten thousand voices, ten thousand thoughts, there is a great way among them."

"So what did you realize?"

"What did you realize?" Old Han glanced at him and said, "I understood a truth of heaven and earth."

"What?"

"The cultivators in the Xuanwei Realm are all shit. I don't know how dirty their thoughts are in secret."

"..." Yan Wushuang was dumbfounded.

"The demon sect's shit at night is hidden, and it disgusts you from time to time."

"Xianmen is the shit in the restaurant. They put it on a plate, put a gold border on it, and force you to eat it."

"My Tianhe Sect is the oldest one!" The old man snorted, "Others say that the older the immortal sect, the stronger it is. I say, the older the dog shit, the stinkier it gets!"

"...Old Han, are you coming out to protect me, or are you unable to continue in the sect?"

Yan Wushuang was silent for a while before asking.

“I don’t want to be suffocated to death!” The Sword Immortal Canyang sneered, “You want me to save that guy from the Jiushan Sect? I think he is also a piece of shit, but there are times when he doesn’t stink. I’ll save him if I can.”

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"I just...see that the seal is profitable."

"... Is my sword worth just that?"

“…I don’t have to do anything.”

"So you're doing a no-cost business?" Old Han said angrily.

"You don't give me any spirit stones." Yan Wushuang retorted, and added: "You're spending mine."

"...You kid! You have made a good deal this time. I think Zhang Wuyi is a talented person." Old Han was silent for a while and said, "I think, although she is not as good as the founder, she also has some of the founder's ambition."

When the word "ancestor" was mentioned, this old man who spoke a lot of shit suddenly showed a fanatical respect on his face.

In Yan Wushuang's opinion, the enthusiasm on this old man's face towards the ancestor far exceeded that of those of his fellow elders.

"Mr. Han, you..."

“You don’t understand. If a figure like the Patriarch doesn’t appear in this calamity, those who are destined to die will eventually die. What’s the difference between the Immortal Sect, the Demon Sect, the Nine Mountains Sect, and the Tianhe Sect? What’s the difference between one more or one less shitty Nascent Soul?” The Sword Immortal Canyang sighed.

"That Zhang Zhenren..."

"She can't compare. When the ancestor formed his infant, he created a unique method to create his own spiritual treasure, and the heaven and earth celebrated it. Although Zhang Wuyi has the ambition, she doesn't have that ability." After saying this, the old man suddenly said, "But she is also a figure in the Xuanwei Realm. You saved that Pang, and by accident, you can be considered to have made friends with her."

Yan Wushuang felt somewhat proud of what he said.

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Zheng Fa is also very extraordinary. He is as famous as Zhang Wuyi in Jiushan Sect. Old Han, you will definitely not lose out this time!"

"Zheng Fa? He is indeed extraordinary."

"Right."

"He's very much like you."

Yan Wushuang opened his eyes wide: "Mr. Han, do you think so highly of him?"

Although he never showed it.

But as the son of the Tianhe Sect's leader, how could he not have a bit of pride in his heart?

"I mean, you are awesome because you have a good father." Old Han glanced at him and said, "He is awesome because he has a good senior sister."

"Mr. Han...just scold him." Yan Wushuang said after a long while: "Why do you bring me along?"

"I was scolding you, but he was just a byproduct - he also needs talent, not just reincarnation."

"Then why did you scold him?"

"I didn't have a good senior sister before."

"ah?"

"I'm jealous." Looking at the dumbfounded Yan Wushuang, Old Han said with a smile: "I'm also a piece of old shit, and it stinks."

…

At the place where Zheng Fa and the other two were, Senior Sister Yuan was curiously asking, "Senior Sister Zhang, what does your inner demon tribulation look like?"

The expression on her face was more gossipy than concerned.

To be honest, Zheng Fa was also a little curious.

He had never seen Senior Sister Zhang's expression, let alone her tears.

"During the inner demon calamity, I felt like I had returned to the Jiushan Sect." Senior Sister Zhang said after a moment of silence.

Zheng Fa and others were listening.

“Everyone in the Jiushan Sect is dead.” Senior Sister Zhang looked into the distance, as if recalling something: “The Great Freedom Demon Sect attacked the mountain gate, the leader is dead, and the master is dead.”

"What about me?" Senior Sister Yuan pointed at herself.

"Dead."

"Where's Junior Brother Zheng?"

Senior Sister Zhang was silent for a moment and said, "He's dead too."

"So, Senior Sister, you are crying?"

Senior Sister Yuan suddenly realized.

"I didn't cry." Senior Sister Zhang shook her head.

"I practiced hard, but I just couldn't break through to the Nascent Soul stage." Senior Sister Zhang said softly, "Later I discovered that the mathematics you taught me seemed to be very useful. Unfortunately, the Heart Demon Tribulation is illusory after all. I have been trying to understand it for eight hundred years, but I still haven't been able to understand it."

"……ah?"

"And if you die, there will be no one to teach me math."

“So, Senior Sister Zhang, you are crying because you have not made any progress in your cultivation and cannot take revenge?” Senior Sister Yuan blinked and concluded.

"No, it was eight hundred years before I dared to think of his death for the first time."

“…”

Senior Sister Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she felt annoyed: "I just asked unnecessary questions!"

"So, Senior Sister, you are..."

"I heard you giving the lecture." Senior Sister Zhang smiled and said, "When you are in the inner demon calamity, you can actually hear the movements of the outside world. It's just that the inner demon will confuse your senses, making you think that you are just imagining things."

"How could Senior Sister hear that?"

"It can't do what you said... It tried very hard, but it really can't do it. It's really nonsense... I saw through it."

“…”

"Speaking of which, after achieving Nascent Soul this time, I made a discovery."

"Um?"

"The Five Elements Symbols seem to be responding to something."

"echo?"

"Yes, this echo comes from the sky." Senior Sister Zhang's eyes were also confused: "Although it was only for a moment, I felt it."

(End of this chapter)