Along the way, Su Diandian encountered many men in black robes.
These people watched them silently, as if they had been waiting for a very long time.
The Changsheng Hall is like a maze, with each scene being more or less the same.
A magnificent palace, with gatekeepers hidden in black robes.
I don't know how long I walked through the hall, but suddenly the view opened up before me.
Surprisingly, there was a field inside the solemn Changsheng Hall.
Qinglan smiled slightly and said gently, "Spiritual rice and spiritual wheat... Changsheng Palace has done a great job, managing to grow so many spiritual plants in this spiritually barren place."
Sijihuang remained expressionless, simply watching calmly as the farmers in the fields rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs to pull weeds.
After the little boy finished eating the last bite of the candied hawthorn, he pointed to the farmer in the field and said, "Xiao Lin is right there."
Hearing the noise, the farmer raised his honest and simple face.
What an incongruous art style.
Su Diandian thought of Wang Yandie, that charming and alluring woman.
It's surprising that two people with such different styles would be a married couple.
"Little Linzi, Baby has brought your guests! What about the sweet cheese you promised Baby?" The little boy shouted to Chen Helin in the field, hands on his hips.
Shen Helin crushed the weeds in his hand into powder before smiling at him.
“It’s been ready for a long time, look.” He gestured with his chin toward the pavilion by the edge of the field.
The little child rushed over happily, grabbed the porcelain bowl, and began to devour the food.
"You've come all this way, you must be tired." Shen Helin casually wiped the dirt off his hands on his trouser leg.
He walked out of the field, his feet still covered in mud, but he didn't seem to care and gestured "please" to everyone.
"Please, everyone, sit in the pavilion over there. I've already prepared tea for you."
"Okay." Qinglan took the lead and sat down in the pavilion.
Shen Helin greeted them one by one: "This must be the Sect Master of Xuancang Sect, Qinglan Lingzun? I have long admired your name, but I have never had the chance to see your face."
After Qinglan casually agreed, he looked at the desolate four seasons.
"Wow, Sect Master Huang is quite the dashing figure. If I die in the outside world in the future, I will have to trouble Sect Master Huang to take me home."
Siji Huang coldly looked at him: "There's no need for such trouble."
He had already issued a challenge before he arrived, but Shen Helin's nonchalant attitude was truly displeasing.
Shen Helin chuckled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head, and said, "I'm just a rough, uneducated man who only knows how to farm. I can't read, so I can't understand Sect Master Huang's letter. But I heard from my men that Sect Master Huang came to kill me?"
At this moment, two men in black robes came up to serve tea.
Su Diandian looked at the two people with a puzzled expression.
It's understandable that the members of the Changsheng Hall wear black robes when they're out on business, but why are they still dressed like that inside the hall?
She couldn't help but ask, "Palace Master Shen, why is everyone dressed in all black?"
Shen Helin casually remarked, "A lowly person is not worthy to see the dazzling sun."
Su Diandian frowned, finding this person quite strange.
The servants in the palace are of lowly status and are not worthy to see the sun.
The people in Beitong City, however, were all dressed normally.
Isn't he belittling himself?
"You sent someone to kill her?" Sijihuang suddenly asked.
Shen Helin was a little confused, "Kill who?"
“Su Dian,” Siji Huang said coldly, “her life is mine.”
Shen Helin put on a puzzled look and gave the man in black robes next to him an inquiring look.
The man in black robes said in a low voice, "The other day, Wang Yan led a team to ambush and kill a Xuancang Sect disciple named Su Dian."
"Wang Yan? That kid really doesn't give his brother-in-law any peace of mind. Did that kid succeed?" Shen Helin asked, frowning.
The man in black robes only said, "No news has been sent back."
"Then hurry up and urge him to come back so he can properly apologize to the two lords." Shen Helin's tanned face showed a stern expression.
However, this sternness only lasted for a moment before he smiled sheepishly again.
“Qinglan Spirit Venerable, Huang Sect Master, in my opinion, this matter must be a misunderstanding.”
Qinglan said with a half-smile, "Assassinating a disciple of my Xuancang Sect, and you think you can just dismiss it as a misunderstanding?"
Sijihuang was even more direct, standing up and throwing out a stone coffin.
The stone coffin was pushed open from the inside, and the exquisite corpse nimbly flipped out, standing silently behind him.
Su Diandian stopped him from taking any further action with her eyes, then asked Shen Helin, "I have just one question: Did you know that Wang Yandie led people to wipe out the entire Lu family?"
She had no intention of engaging in polite conversation; she was prepared to confront the Changsheng Hall directly.
"I was just about to ask, who are you? How dare you sit at the same table as such an important person?" Shen Helin's eyes revealed impatience and disdain.
It was as if sitting at the same table with someone of such low cultivation level was an extremely shameful thing.
Su Diandian keenly noticed this.
Is this guy looking down on her because of her low cultivation level?
Coincidentally, she also disapproved of his hypocritical behavior.
Su Diandian straightened her back and said each word clearly: "I am Su Diandian. According to seniority, you should call me Grandma."
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