Chapter 165 "Hey, let the brothers tell you something."
Fu Yijian was taken by Lan Shuxing to the ABO world first. After confirming the real existence of this world, he returned to the House of Marriage in All Worlds and went up to the third floor with the ball. It was unknown what they talked about, but when they came out, both of them had very good expressions.
In the Sword Sect's bedroom
"We will come again at this time tomorrow. Please help me find Shangluo and Hou Jun." Lan Shuxing put his hand on Fu Yijian's chest muscle and pinched it while speaking.
It’s a lot stronger than the last time we met, and feels great!
"Don't stay tonight." Fu Yijian hugged Lan Shuxing's waist, reluctant to let him leave. "It's been ten years since we last met, and you don't miss me anymore."
Ten years have passed since they last met and sent Lan Shuxing back to the Hehuan Sect. In the world of immortal cultivation, this period of time seems very short. After all, immortal cultivators often go into seclusion for dozens or even hundreds of years.
But for someone like Fu Yijian, who would stay in Hehuan Sect for a month every year, ten years was really too long. Knowing that his loved one was there but not being able to see him/her, how tormenting that was.
"Be good, we have plenty of time later." Lan Shuxing stood on tiptoe, pressed a kiss on the corner of Fu Yijian's lips, and then slipped out of Fu Yijian's confinement like a swimming fish.
"Zigui!" Fu Yijian grabbed Lan Shuxing's sleeve and called out Lan Shuxing's courtesy name.
Lan Shuxing turned around and saw that the man who was clearly in the world of immortal cultivation and could get whatever he wanted, but now had a pitiful look on his face as if he couldn't get what he wanted. He couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.
His tone softened a bit, "I'll be here tomorrow."
"Shangluo and Hou Jun will be here tomorrow." Lan Shuxing understood what Fu Yijian meant without him having to say the rest.
Suddenly, Lan Shuxing felt a pang of conscience. He turned to look at Pei Siqian who was waiting at the door and called out softly, "Senior Brother."
Pei Siqian took a deep breath, and inwardly spat, "Brocade style!" before saying calmly, "Be careful to conceal yourself. The Hehuan Sect is not suitable for people to know about and freely enter and leave."
"Got it, senior brother." Lan Shuxing smiled at Pei Siqian. Pei Siqian turned and walked into the House of Marriage between All Worlds. As he walked in, he sent a message to Fu Yijian.
【Tomorrow, give me all the information you find.】
[Okay!] Fu Yijian agreed decisively. He had originally planned to give Lan Shuxing a big gift based on the information he had found out over the years when the Hehuan Sect was founded, but now that Pei Siqian had come out of seclusion, it would be better to let him handle those dirty matters.
"Zigui." The troublesome person finally left. Fu Yijian picked up Lan Shuxing and strode towards the couch.
The silk curtains fell and the candlelight flickered all night long.
The next morning
In the largest brothel somewhere
Shangluo was lying on the chaise longue, listening to the newly recruited singers singing soft songs and watching the dancers dancing gracefully.
There was a beautiful woman massaging his legs beside him, and a handsome waiter in light clothes was kneeling in front of the couch, offering him wine and snacks attentively. With the lewd music playing around him, he looked like a man of extravagant life.
"Master." A guard came hurriedly, bowed and handed over a jade slip, "There is a message from the Sword Sect."
"Sword Sect?" Shang Luo waved his hand casually, and a beautiful maid immediately presented the jade slip.
As soon as Shangluo got the jade slip, he smelled a pleasant scent. Even though the room was filled with luxurious incense, the scent went straight into his nostrils.
Shang Luo's pupils shrank, and without even looking at what was written in the jade slip, he jumped up from the chaise longue. With a light wave of his hand, he pushed away the beauties surrounding him, and walked out hurriedly barefoot.
As he walked, he instructed, "Go and take all the treasures I have collected over the years."
"yes!"
"Don't forget to pick up the clothes made by Zhixiafang."
"yes."
"Use the teleportation array directly to the Sword Sect."
"yes!"
"That's right." Shangluo suddenly stopped, his expression a little conflicted. After a few seconds, he seemed to have made up his mind.
"Take the guy in the cage with you."
"yes."
The entire brothel became quiet after just a quarter of an hour. Some of the beauties who were left behind seemed to have been through many battles and were not surprised by Shangluo's behavior at all, while the newcomers asked out of curiosity.
"Sister, what happened to the head of the family?"
"I went to see my sweetheart." The beauty who was asked adjusted her messy bun.
"Sweetheart? Isn't the Patriarch's sweetheart the one from the Hehuan Sect? Wasn't that person sealed off from the sect for a hundred years, so he can't come out?"
The beauty turned to look at the singer who had a beautiful face, not stunningly beautiful, but had a great voice, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Sister, you know a lot."
After saying this, without waiting for the singer to reply, she made a gesture, and the other beauties around her shot out red silk and tied the person up tightly.
"Sister Yaoyao, the people those people sent over the years are really getting worse and worse." The handsome young servant took the cloak handed to him and covered his body which was wearing too thin clothes.
"He must have been a little anxious." Yaoyao reached out and fastened the belt around the servant's collar. "The master left in a hurry. Go and take care of it, lest some ignorant people disturb the master's enjoyment."
"Yes." The handsome young servant nodded obediently, waved his hand and put on a black evil ghost mask on his face, and disappeared in a flash.
"Come on, sisters, take this little thing and let's go." Yaoyao turned and said to the beauties in the room.
"Yes, Sister Yaoyao." The beautiful girls giggled and left with the singer who was tied up like a dumpling. The guards who were in the open or in the dark along the way did not look away, but secretly said it was a pity in their hearts.
Falling into the hands of these beauties would be a tragedy.
at the same time
Danzong
A young disciple holding a jade slip hurried to the door of an alchemy room.
"What are you doing?" The medicine attendant guarding the door of the alchemy room stopped the young disciple.
"Senior brother, this is the jade slip from the Sword Sect's leader. He asked me to deliver it to Elder Hou Jun." The young disciple held up the jade slip in his hand.
"Master of the Sword Sect! But Elder Hou Jun is at the critical moment of refining the elixir. If we disturb him now..." The medicine attendant was a little embarrassed.
"But this jade slip is also very important." The young disciple blinked his eyes and looked at the medicine attendant as if hoping that he would be flexible.
"This..." The medicine servant's eyes turned, and he happened to see a disciple walking towards him. That was Elder Hou Jun's new disciple. If he let him go in, he would definitely not make Elder Hou Jun angry.
"Senior Brother Yang." The medicine attendant greeted the young disciple and walked quickly to meet him.
"Hmm?" Yang Feng, known as Senior Brother Yang, was just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pair of big black eyes and exuding the youthful vigor all over his body.
"Brother Yang, this is a jade slip from the Sword Sect's leader to Elder Hou Jun. It's extremely important, but Elder Hou Jun is currently refining the elixir, and we dare not disturb him. I wonder if Brother Yang..."
"Oh, give it to me." Yang Feng took the jade slip. "Master just asked me to bring him some herbs, so I'll take them to him."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang." The young disciple and the medicine attendant hurriedly expressed their gratitude.
Yang Feng nodded, took the jade slip, pushed the door and walked into the alchemy room. A huge medicine cauldron was floating in the air, and a blue strange fire was crackling underneath. The whole room was filled with pleasant medicinal fragrance, and one breath of it made him feel refreshed.
Several of his senior brothers were in the alchemy room, surrounding their master and listening to him explain the key points of alchemy.
"Master." Yang Feng shouted.
The old man with a sage-like demeanor who was surrounded in the middle turned to look at Yang Feng and waved at him lovingly, "Feng'er is here, what are you holding in your hand?"
"Ah, I heard that it was a jade slip sent by the leader of the Sword Sect." Yang Feng trotted over and handed over the jade slip as if to ask for credit.
The old man took the jade slip, his nostrils flared slightly, and his eyes lit up. He stuffed the jade slip into his sleeve and said, "Changbai, the subsequent refining of this pill depends on you. I have to go out for something."
After saying that, the old man started walking outside. Yang Feng watched helplessly as the old man took a step, and his white hair turned black. He took another step, and the wrinkles on his face and his long beard disappeared completely.
In the third step, the gray robe on his body turned into a white Confucian robe, which made his young face look as gentle as jade and gentlemanly.
"By the way, do I look good in this state?" Hou Jun suddenly turned around and asked the disciples behind him nervously, "Doesn't it look old?"
The leader, Changbai and the others, gave Hou Jun a thumbs-up. "It's beautiful, very beautiful. Just change the way I call myself."
"Oh, oh, I understand." After getting recognition, Hou Jun hurriedly turned around and left.
After the door of the alchemy room was closed, Yang Feng turned around in surprise and asked several senior brothers, "Just now, that that..."
"Yes, it's our master." The second disciple Song Changbai manually closed the younger disciple's jaw.
"Tsk tsk, every time the master transforms, I am always stunned." The fourth disciple clicked his tongue beside him.
"Yes, yes, is there any news about that person again?" Lao Wu touched his chin.
"Of course, otherwise if it was just the Sword Sect's leader, our master wouldn't transform to meet him." The seventh brother put his arm around his junior brother's shoulders.
"Our little Hachi, this is the first time you've seen the master's true face, hehe, you must be surprised."
"Tsk, it sounds like you weren't surprised when you saw Master transform that year." The fourth brother nudged the seventh brother with his elbow.
"Brothers, what is going on? What are you talking about?" Yang Feng was like a badger that fell into a melon field, but didn't know which melon to bite. He was so anxious that he was running around in circles.
"Hey, let the brothers explain it to you."
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