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The du lan noodles tasted very good, with both vegetables and staple food in them, and they didn't become unpalatable because they were cooked for a long time. When the meal was served at Youshi, the monks all thought it was good.
When the monks heard that the meat inside was made of monster meat, they were all surprised. They usually ate a lot of spirit beast meat, but they didn't expect that monster meat could be eaten. Du Heng took the opportunity to tell the monks that if a sword immortal killed a monster in the future, he would not want the monster pill, but only the monster meat. If the monks could bring the monster body back to him, he would pay the spirit stone to buy it.
How many monsters can one find in the cultivation world? There are so many sword cultivators in Shenxiu Palace. If they can lend a hand, Du Heng won't have to worry about running out of meat in the refrigerator.
At nightfall, Du Heng went to the simple cave to bathe in the spiritual spring. What he heard in the Jerusalem artichoke bush today made him very concerned. He had been in Shenxu Palace for so long and felt that Shenxu Palace was a place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery. He really didn't want to speculate about the people around him with malice. Whether it was Jiang Shangzhou or Su Zhan, who had only met him a few times, he felt that they were not bad.
Du Heng kept replaying the words on the snow-white tombstone in his mind. The three blood-red characters "Tai Shuhong" kept appearing before his eyes. If the person in the tomb was Tai Shuhong, then who was the Tai Shuhong he knew in the Beast Garden?
While Du Heng was thinking, he heard the sound of water waves. He opened his eyes and saw Xuan Yu was also immersed in the water. Du Heng smiled at Xuan Yu. For some reason, he felt that Xuan Yu was very abnormal today.
Xuan Yu sat down next to Du Heng. He wet a clean white towel and wiped Du Heng's back: "What's wrong? Are you troubled by what you heard today?"
Du Heng felt the warm handkerchief moving on his back, and he relaxed his muscles comfortably: "Well, I feel like I heard something incredible."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "We will investigate the matter thoroughly, you don't have to take it to heart." After a while, Xuan Yu hugged Du Heng from behind, his chin resting on Du Heng's shoulder, and his voice echoed in Du Heng's ears: "Xiao Heng..."
Xuan Yu's voice is very attractive, and Du Heng can't resist his temptation every time. Du Heng leaned his head against Xuan Yu's cheek: "Hmm?"
Xuan Yu's voice was filled with a hint of worry: "Xiao Heng, if one day you find that the world is not as good as you thought, and we are not what you thought, will you feel disappointed?"
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "What are you talking about? Am I the kind of weak person?" He understood what Xuan Yu meant. Since he came to the world of cultivation, although Xuan Yu and the other two had been protecting him, when they were away, Du Heng also faced the malice from the world of cultivation.
He had known for a long time that no world is pure white. Where there is light, there will be shadows. The more gorgeous a place is, the more unsightly the activities behind it will be.
From the day he and Xuan Yu got together, he knew that Xuan Yu and the others were full of secrets. Although Xuan Yu had been very frank in front of him, if he insisted on forcing Xuan Yu to tell him his secret, Xuan Yu would tell him. But rather than forcing him, he hoped that Xuan Yu could tell it himself.
He also had secrets that he didn't want to tell Xuan Yu for the time being. He wanted to tell them countless times, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start. He had a feeling that even if he didn't say anything, Xuan Yu and the others knew everything, just like he knew them.
Compared to the turbulent situation in the cultivation world, his life was peaceful and tranquil. But this peace was too fragile, so fragile that it needed to be carefully maintained by everyone. He didn't want to take the lead in destroying this beauty, he just wanted to be with everyone.
Xuan Yu hugged Du Heng tightly: "Xiao Heng, don't be afraid. We are here for you, and you will be fine."
Whenever Xuan Yu said this to Du Heng before, Du Heng would always reply: I am not a delicate little girl. But this time, he felt that Xuan Yu's words were full of worry. Rather than saying this to himself, it was more like Xuan Yu was cheering him up.
As powerful as Xuan Yu is, is there anything he is afraid of?
Du Heng held Xuan Yu's hand and said, "I'm not afraid. With you guys here, I'm not afraid at all."
If Shenxu Palace is not good, they will leave Shenxu Palace. The world is so big, there must be a place for them to settle down.
The days passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was the Big Snow solar term. Nothing new happened during this period, if there was anything to say, it was that they helped hatch some little feather tribes every year.
The furry eggs that Du Heng had brought back from the Beast Garden had hatched and turned into cute furry little ones, and Tai Shuhong was so happy that he went crazy. So he brought more furry eggs from the Beast Garden and asked Niannian Suisui to help hatch them. During this period, Jingnan had furry eggs to eat every day, and the beautiful fox's face had become rounder.
The owl that Wonton picked up could walk with a limp, and it also joined the army of hatching eggs. Du Heng thought it was very human and well-behaved, but he didn't know why Jing Nan always disliked it. Jing Nan would pluck a hair from it whenever he saw it, and specifically picked the hair on its forehead. After a few days, the hair on the owl's forehead gradually became less, forming a bald spot.
Du Heng was very worried about this. Every day he would hold Nianniansuisui and the owl and apply the hair-growing potion on them.
In fact, Nianniansuisui didn't need to apply the medicine, but Du Heng felt that the two chicks had been very wild recently, and they would shed their fur to fight at any time. Du Hengzong thought that they would lose a few hairs when they fought, so whether they were willing or not, Du Heng would apply it first.
The second day of the second month of the following year would be the day when Shenxu Palace would hold the Ten Thousand Sects Ceremony. Some sects that were far away had already set out to rush to Shenxu Palace. Before the first month of the year arrived, people began to report to Shenxu Palace.
How does that saying go? Where there are people, there is a martial arts world. With more people, there are more conflicts. Recently, more and more monks have been coming and going in the trial field of Shenxiu Peak. Du Heng has seen several groups of monks wearing Taoist robes of different colors fighting in front of the training field in the past few days.
It was so exciting to watch them fight, Du Heng would always stand at the entrance of the dining hall and forget about time. Not to mention, he actually learned a few sword moves. For example, the move of throwing out a long sword with a wave of the hand is called flying ring.
The Yuanying stage cultivator casually threw the long sword and it flew out. If the person on the other side didn't run fast enough, the sword would pierce several holes in his body.
There is also a move that simultaneously conjures up hundreds of long swords to strike the same target from all directions. This move is called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin. If you fail to dodge in time, your body will become a sieve.
Du Heng learned these two moves, and he found that it was particularly convenient to use the flying ring to skewer lamb. He was particularly domineering when he used the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin to control the spatula! Of course, the monks of the Shenxu Palace who saw him cooking with these two moves almost laughed to the ground. One of the monks thoughtfully gave Du Heng a booklet on the swordsmanship of the Shenxu Palace sword cultivators.
In his spare time, Du Heng would practice with his Qingshuang sword at the door. The monks of Shenxu Palace commented on this: Junior Brother Du's sword is good, but the sword moves he used are like skewering lamb.
Du Heng was thick-skinned and let everyone say whatever they wanted. Not to mention that he actually received guidance from several Yuanying cultivators, at least now his sword-holding posture is not so similar to that of a kitchen knife.
One day, Du Heng was holding Nian Nian and applying medicine on its wings. Nian Nian held onto Du Heng's sleeve and refused to let go. Du Heng coaxed it, "Be good, apply some more. Look at the hair under your wings. It was there yesterday, but it's gone today. Did you forget to put it back on when you were fighting with the mice yesterday?"
Jing Nan knocked on the egg and said, "Didn't you lose it when you were washing its fur?"
Du Heng scratched his head: "Really? I saw them wearing it yesterday, they shouldn't be left out."
Recently, Nianniansuisui has been able to catch very large rats. Sometimes they come back covered in blood, so Du Heng asks them to pluck their fur and wash it. After washing, the down becomes fluffy, and Nianniansuisui becomes fragrant.
Jing Nan said irresponsibly: "That might have been done by an owl."
Du Heng put Nian Nian down and picked up Sui Sui from the ground. Looking under Sui Sui's wings, Du Heng smiled and said, "I remembered it wrongly. I remembered Sui Sui as Nian Nian."
The owl incubating eggs in the basket rolled its eyes. Jing Nan picked up an eggshell and smashed it on the forehead. The owl shrank back in grievance: "Coo-coo-meow..."
At this time, there was a commotion outside the dining hall. Du Heng laughed and asked, "Is someone arguing for a fight again?" Jing Nan immediately ran out. After a while, he stood at the door and said, "You're right. The girl who came this time is from Langhuan Pavilion!"
Langhuan Pavilion? Isn’t that the sect that is said to be full of female practitioners?! Du Heng immediately ran out of the door with Sui Sui under his arm.
Jing Nan glanced at Du Heng and said, "Du Heng, you have changed. You were not that gossipy before." Du Heng used his spiritual sense and said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. The sword immortals in Shenxu Palace are more gossipy than me. If I am not gossipy, I can't get along with them."
There were three girls in green standing in front of the trial field, and opposite them stood three male cultivators wearing armor and holding silver spears. Du Heng asked in confusion, "Aren't those cultivators from Zhenhuang Mountain? Why are these two sects fighting on someone else's territory?"
Jing Nan reached out and pulled out a bench from the dining hall. He sat down with his legs crossed. "It's just a sparring match, not a life-and-death battle. As long as we go to the trial field, it will be a fair competition. It doesn't matter who we fight."
Du Heng had good eyesight, and he saw at a glance that the purple-clothed girl in the lead was the female cultivator Liu Lingling whom he met in Dongji Mountain that day. Du Heng always felt that Liu Lingling today was different from the one he met that day. Liu Lingling's temperament became more restrained and she looked more gentle. Was it because the color of her clothes and her hair had changed?
Jing Nan exclaimed in amazement: "Liu Lingling is amazing. It's only been a short time since we last met, and she has already reached her Nascent Soul stage!" If he hadn't seen Liu Lingling, Jing Nan would not have been able to confirm that these three female cultivators were from Langhuan Pavilion.
Du Heng was surprised and said, "She has transformed into a Nascent Soul?! So amazing!" No wonder he felt that Liu Lingling was different from before. Was this girl cheating? However, after the transformation, Liu Lingling looked particularly difficult to deal with.
If Liu Lingling was cute and lovely before, now Liu Lingling is gentle and dignified. This proves the saying that when a man is away for three days, he should be treated with new eyes.
The man who had an appointment with Liu Lingling was the male cultivator from Zhenhuang Mountain. The male cultivator's spear made a flower. He stepped forward and saluted Liu Lingling: "Fellow Daoist Liu, since we last met, I have learned a few more spear techniques. Please teach me."
Liu Lingling returned the greeting: "Brother Daoist Luo, your words are respectful. Please come in."
After saying this, Liu Lingling drew a green long sword from her waist. Seeing the long sword, Du Heng said in confusion: "This sword is similar to my Qingshuang Sword."
He remembered that Liu Lingling had been using a whip before, so how come she changed her weapon?
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Just as Du Heng was guessing, Liu Lingling and the male cultivator moved at the same time. Du Heng only saw Liu Lingling's green skirt spinning and blooming like a flower in the field, and the green sword light was gentle and subtle, which made Du Heng, who was used to seeing the golden spiritual root cultivators of Shenxu Palace use big and powerful sword moves, brighten his eyes.
Du Heng sighed, "What a good swordsmanship!" Jing Nan looked at Du Heng with a half-smile, "Yes, it is indeed a good swordsmanship."
Liu Lingling and the male cultivator fought back and forth for hundreds of moves before she finally found an opportunity. She lowered her body and approached the male cultivator, with her sword pointed directly at his heart.
The male cultivator's expression changed several times, and he finally bowed in defeat: "Luo lost." Liu Lingling put away her sword and saluted: "Thank you."
Du Heng felt that Liu Lingling had changed too much. He sighed, "We both came from Dongji Mountain. Liu Lingling's cultivation level was similar to mine before, but now she has reached the Nascent Soul stage. Look at her bearing and character. Compared to her, I am far behind."
After Liu Lingling won, the monks from Zhenhuang Mountain looked ashamed and angry. They bowed and left. Du Heng felt that in the next period of time, these warriors from Zhenhuang Mountain would definitely find a way to get back at their enemies.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and he took out Liu Lingling's spirit beast bag from his sleeve. When they separated that day, Liu Lingling and the others were in a hurry to join the main force, and her spirit beast bag was left here with Du Heng.
Seeing that Liu Lingling and the others had saluted to the monks of Shenxu Palace and were about to leave, Du Heng hurriedly ran towards the training ground with the spirit beast bag. As he ran, he shouted, "Fellow Daoist Liu! Please stay!"
Before Du Heng could get close, the two female cultivators behind Liu Lingling immediately raised their swords to block him: "Please respect yourself, fellow Taoist."
Du Heng, who was holding the spirit beast bag, was confused. He looked at Liu Lingling's back and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Liu, I forgot to return your spirit beast bag to you."
Hearing this, Liu Lingling slowly turned her head. As she turned around, Du Heng felt a gentle aura of water coming towards him. He held the spirit beast bag in his hand: "Spirit beast bag, have you forgotten it? You lent it to me to store my little spirit pet in Dongji Mountain, but you forgot to take it away."
Liu Lingling raised her hand, and the two female cultivators raised their swords. Du Heng stood still and did not move forward. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have become a Nascent Soul. You are amazing."
He didn't dare to go forward. There were too many rules in the world of cultivation. What if he offended a female cultivator? Would he still be able to walk in the world of cultivation in the future? Liu Lingling's cultivation level increased so fast. Maybe something went wrong during the tribulation and she forgot about him. It was better for him to stay at a safe distance.
Liu Lingling smiled slightly: "You are talking about my younger sister. I am her elder sister Liu Yuanyuan."
Du Heng opened his eyes wide in shock. He looked carefully at Liu Yuanyuan's eyebrows. Upon closer inspection, the two sisters were indeed different. Liu Lingling was delicate and charming, while Liu Yuanyuan was dignified. Du Heng patted his forehead in annoyance: "Oh, I recognized the wrong person. Sorry, sorry."
Liu Yuanyuan smiled gently at Du Heng, then left with the two female cultivators without looking back, leaving Du Heng holding the spirit beast bag, feeling so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.
At this time, Xiaoyao Jian smiled and said, "Don't blame Junior Brother Du for making a mistake. I also made a mistake when I first saw them. The two girls of the Hexi Liu family are from the same family. The elder sister, Liu Yuanyuan, joined the Dingkun Sect and practiced swordsmanship. Her mentor was the Sect Master Wen Qiong, and Liu Yuanyuan was the third disciple of Master Wen Qiong. As for the younger sister, Liu Lingling, she joined the Langhuan Pavilion and her mentor was the Sect Master Yu Jing, practicing magic. Although they look similar, their personalities are very different."
Du Heng covered his face and said, "Oh, how embarrassing!"
Xiaoyao Jian smiled and said, "What's so shameful about this? Don't worry. The cultivators of Dingkun Sect are open-minded and will not bear grudges over such a small matter."
Du Heng put away the spirit beast bag and said, "I thought it was the cultivators from Langhuan Pavilion and Zhenhuang Mountain who took action, but I didn't expect it to be the disciples of Dingkun Sect." Dingkun Sect is also one of the five major sects in the world of cultivation, and the name of the sect leader Wen Qiong is exactly the same as his master!
Xiaoyao Jian laughed and said, "The grudge between Langhuan Pavilion and Zhenhuang Mountain cannot be resolved." Du Heng sighed, "When the cultivators of the two sects meet, they are like black-eyed chickens. Can't they just get along well?"
Du Heng, who had mistaken someone, didn't take this episode to heart. He returned to the dining hall and cooked peacefully. These days, Xuan Yu and Feng Gui went out early and came back late, and no one knew what they were busy with. Jing Nan was lazy and there were many guests dining in the dining hall, so all the work fell on Du Heng.
Jiang Shangzhou had no time to bother Du Heng these days. Du Heng thought that many monks from other sects had come to Shen Gu Peak, and as a sect elder, he had to entertain them. But it was good this way, so that Du Heng would not think of Tai Shuhong when he saw Jiang Shangzhou.
Today's dish is braised lamb, Du Heng uses the cooking method of his hometown. After blanching the lamb, put it into the pot and stew it. After adding seasoning, it is stewed until it is thick and not fishy or smelly. Before it is out of the pot, Jing Nan and Xiao Xiao squatted beside the stove to watch. The two of them had already secretly picked up several pieces of lamb and put them in small bowls to satisfy their cravings. Fortunately, Du Heng didn't see it, otherwise he would have yelled again.
Du Heng was squatting at the door of a dining hall listening to Xiaoyao Jian and others talking about the affairs of the five major sects. Xiaoyao Jian spoke in a humorous manner and what he said made everyone laugh.
"The story of the feud between Langhuan Pavilion and Zhenhuang Mountain started more than 5,000 years ago. At that time, there was a pair of lovers who had agreed to travel the world with swords and become a pair of immortal lovers. However, unexpectedly, during the journey, the two of them broke up. The man wanted to go southeast, and the woman wanted to go southwest. The two had a big quarrel, and neither of them was willing to give in first. So the two of them went in two different directions, hoping that the other would admit their mistakes."
Du Heng squatted with his hands in his pockets: "What happened next?"
Xiaoyao Jian sighed, "Or maybe it's fate. Both of them are arrogant and have the same ideas. The man founded Zhenhuang Mountain in the southeast, and the woman founded Langhuan Pavilion in the southwest. They fought for their entire lives, and they didn't reconcile until they both died suddenly. So the two sects would fight whenever they met, and it has been getting more and more intense until now."
Du Heng sighed, "Why bother?" Xiaoyao Jian shook his head and concluded, "Yes, they were originally a perfect couple that could make a good story, but now that they have closed their eyes, the grudge between the two sects will never be healed."
Du Heng thought for a moment and asked again, "Brother Xiaoyao, can you tell me about the deeds of Wen Qiong, the leader of Dingkun Sect?"
Xiaoyao Sword stood in awe: "Master Wen, he is truly a man. It is said that he is eight feet tall, with a body of iron and steel. The swords of Yuanying cultivators like us will shatter if they touch Master Wen's body. He is the first person in the human cultivation world to cross Dongji Mountain to the demon cultivation world. Tell me, is he amazing?"
Du Heng was shocked: "Oh~~ so amazing!"
Xiaoyao Jiandao said: "Master Wen knows a lot about astronomy and geography, but he is a low-key and humble person. Dingkun Sect is in the northwest. Over the years, it has prevented many disasters, helped many weak people, and upheld many justices. If you ask me, Master Wen's prestige is much higher than that of the leaders of other sects. Of course, he is definitely not as good as the Palace Master of our Shenxu Palace."
Du Heng nodded: "Yeah."
Xiaoyao Jiandao said, "Master Wen will come to the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. I will reserve a place for you. Then you can sneak into the hall and take a look. You will be able to see the big guys in the cultivation world."
Du Heng was extremely grateful: "Really? Thank you, Senior Brother Xiaoyao."
Xiaoyao Jian smiled and said, "What's that? As long as you leave more food for me when you serve me food, I will give you a front row seat."
Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, thank you, Senior Brother!"
Xiaoyao Jian wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes brightened with joy: "Hey? A pretty girl comes up! I wonder which sword fairy she is." After Xiaoyao Jian finished speaking, countless spiritual senses fell on the mountain path leading to the training ground.
Du Heng also sent out his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly a round-faced girl in a red dress walked up the mountain road. The girl's big eyes were twinkling with stars, and her cultivation level seemed to be only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. But she gave people a feeling of harmony, especially the two small butterfly hairpins on her head flashing, which looked particularly cute.
As soon as her head emerged from the mountain path, her eyes fell on the sign of a dining hall: "This should be it, right?"
Du Heng's eyes widened when he saw it: "Master!!"
Du Heng jumped up with a cry: "Wen Qiong Wen Qiong! Master!" He ran towards the mountain path happily: "Master!"
Wen Qiong smiled and patted Du Heng's shoulder. She breathed a sigh of relief happily: "I finally found you. Let me see if you have been slacking off recently?" The familiar spiritual energy flowed into Du Heng's body from his shoulders. At this moment, Du Heng's eyes were red with happiness.
He said that his left eyelid was twitching today, and it turned out that something good had happened. He was lucky enough to experience one of the four great fortunes in life. He met an old friend in a foreign land, and he was also his mentor. Du Heng was so happy that he wanted to fly.
The cultivators' consciousness turned around in disappointment, and they all changed direction. It turned out to be Junior Brother Du's master. They thought there would be some gossip and scandals to read. Du Heng introduced to everyone with great joy: "Senior brothers, let me introduce you, this is my master Wen Qiong!"
The sword cultivators nodded politely: "He is Xiao Du's master, he looks very similar to Xiao Du.
"The master and the disciple standing together look like a pair of stupid people.
It must be said that Wen Qiong's face was very pleasing. She bowed in the direction of the training ground and said, "Hello, fellow swordsmen. I am Wen Qiong. Thank you for your care for my disciple."
Wen Qiong's crisp voice drew a friendly laugh: "Okay, okay, we won't disturb your master-disciple reunion. Xiao Du, do you want a snack at noon?"
Du Heng's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Add more food! Today we are stewing red-braised lamb. I cooked two spirit sheep!"
The sword immortals smiled and went to do their own things. Du Heng excitedly led Wen Qiong to the dining hall. As they walked, he asked, "Master, why are you here in Shenxu Palace?"
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "I came to attend the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. I heard from your senior sister that you were here, so I came to see you."
Du Heng asked in surprise: "Senior sister? Who is my senior sister? Why haven't I seen her?" Wen Qiong smiled and said: "Don't worry, she has something to deal with. I will introduce you brothers to meet later. By the way, where are Long Jun and the others?"
Du Heng said: "Xiaoyu and Xixi are out, Nannan is..."
Jing Nan came out of the kitchen holding a bowl: "Xiao Qiong is here? Come and eat the mutton, it's just out of the pot!" Wen Qiong stood up and ran to the kitchen: "I'm here! Xiao Fengjun! You are so cute!!" "Chirp~"
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Wen Qiong's arrival made Du Heng overjoyed, and Du Heng really had an extra meal that night. After Xuan Yu and the others came back, they sat down around the round table.
Xiaoxiao wanted to call Tai Shuhong over to have dinner together, but Tai Shuhong was too busy recently. Many people came to the sect, and he, the acting head, was also very busy.
Today we are having a hot and spicy braised lamb pot with frozen tofu and shredded bean curd leaves. If you are interested, you can also braise some noodles on it or cook any other dishes you want.
In addition to this, Du Heng also braised the neck and wings that Wen Qiong loved to chew, steamed bacon and sausage, and cooked a pot of milk tea in a casserole. The table was filled with all these meat and vegetables, and the red and green colors looked festive.
"Cheers!" The wine cups filled with green plum wine clinked together, and laughter rang out in the warm kitchen.
Wen Qiong drank the plum wine in the cup in one gulp, and her cheeks flushed: "Ah, this is made with plums from the south, right?"
Du Heng smiled and poured wine into Wen Qiong's cup: "Yes, not long after the master left, the green plums were ripe." If he hadn't walked out of the village, Wen Qiong didn't know how long it would take for her to have a sip of wine. It seems that the journey was a bit unexpected.
Wen Qiong's face quickly turned pink, just like the apples in Dongji Mountain, so cute. She stuffed a big mouthful of mutton into her mouth, chewed it vigorously, and sighed comfortably: "I haven't eaten since I left the village. I miss my apprentice's cooking skills so much."
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Master, you only miss the food I cooked? Don't you miss me? And when you left, I packed so much food for you, didn't you eat it?"
It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned this. As soon as she mentioned this, Wen Qiong slammed the table in anger and said, "Stop talking. I only ate the food you put in your backpack. As soon as I brought those things back to the sect, your brothers and sisters took them away from me. This is really unreasonable!"
Jing Nan picked up a piece of crispy fish from Wen Qiong's bowl with a smile. He propped up his chin and said, "Xiao Qiong has reached the stage of accepting disciples. You are the one who has developed well. Look at the rest of us. We have all fallen to the stage of being disciples on missions. We were just menial servants some time ago."
Wen Qiong blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "The Demon God makes the decision, so I shouldn't ask too much. But now that everyone is in Shenxu Palace, I'll let me say a few words. Have you entered the sword tomb? Have you found the Dragon Lord's natal spirit sword?"
As soon as the voice fell, Jing Nan and the other two looked at each other. Seeing the expressions of the three people, Wen Qiong understood, and she smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. At the Ten Thousand Sects Conference next year, the Palace Master of Shenxu Palace will open the sword tomb for everyone to visit. If you really can't get in, then you, the demon gods, will condescend to follow me in."
Feng Gui put a chicken drumstick in Wen Qiong's bowl: "At the critical moment, we still have to rely on Xiao Qiong. Xiao Yu, you should learn more. It's embarrassing that we haven't found the entrance to the sword tomb for so long?"
Xuan Yu glanced at Feng Gui and said calmly, "Do you want to trigger the demon-slaying formation?"
Feng Gui muttered, "What does it have to do with the Demon Slaughtering Formation? Could the Sword Tomb be near the Demon Slaughtering Formation?" Xuan Yu nodded, "I think it is nearby. Xiao Qiong, you have been to the Sword Tomb, do you know where it is?"
Wen Qiong put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "I only know that the sword tomb is in the forbidden area of Shenxu Palace. When the forbidden area was opened, a teleportation array was used. There was fog all around, and even I couldn't find out the location of the forbidden area. But when we left the sword tomb, we were outside the Zhengyang Palace of Shenhua Peak."
Xuan Yu said to Feng Gui, "Did you hear that? If we forcefully tear open the barrier of their forbidden land, it is very likely that the demon-killing formation will be triggered."
Feng Gui rolled his eyes and said, "Shenxu Palace thinks too highly of itself. They made a forbidden area so complicated." Jing Nan laughed, "Come on, which of our three clans' forbidden areas is not better hidden than Shenxu Palace's?"
With Wen Qiong here, everyone was in a good mood. After three rounds of wine and five kinds of food, Wen Qiong stood up and wiped his mouth: "Demon God, disciple, I should go back."
Du Heng wondered, "Master, where are you going? Don't you live in the dining hall?"
Wen Qiong said, "I followed my fellow disciples to attend the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. They are all on Shenhua Peak, and I sneaked out. Tomorrow morning, the head of Shenxu Palace will set up an altar in Zhengyang Hall, and we will all go there to listen to Sword Master's sermon."
Du Heng seemed to understand: "Oh~ Then do you want to come over for dinner?"
Wen Qiong shook her head. "I can't come. Tomorrow their Grand Elder will give a sermon. Once he starts, he won't be able to come out for three to five days. Speaking of which, tomorrow all the cultivators above the Golden Core level in Shenxu Palace will go to listen to Sword Master's sermon. Don't you want to go and listen?"
Du Heng hesitated: "But, I want to cook lunch in the dining hall..."
Wen Qiong slapped Du Heng on the back of his head, she was so disappointed with him: "Are you stupid?! Can listening to the Sword Master's preaching be better than the meals you cooked for them? Listen to your master, close the dining hall tomorrow, and go to Zhengyang Palace early to line up for a good seat. You should know how many sword cultivators have been waiting outside Zhengyang City for months in advance to listen to Ye Wenqiu's preaching. However, Shenxu Palace will open the mountain gate to let them in at noon tomorrow. You are in Shenxiu Peak, with all the advantages of time and place, why don't you go to line up?!"
Du Heng's head was buzzing after being slapped by Wen Qiong. He touched the back of his head and said, "Oh, I understand, Master."
Wen Qiong sighed, "Speaking of which, since I gave you the Qingshuang Sword, you have never found a suitable sword move. Now that you have arrived at the sword cultivation sect, you are still sitting here obediently cooking... Oh..."
Du Heng said in confusion: "But Master, stealing your skills is not good, right?"
Wen Qiong said firmly: "This does not count as stealing skills. I heard it all today. Other sword cultivators called you their junior brother. Although you are now an outer sect disciple, you are still a cultivator of Shenxu Palace. It is not wrong for a cultivator from our own family to go to our own library to learn some skills."
Du Heng touched his head and said, "Should I go to the library to look for the secret method first or listen to Ye Wenqiu's lecture?"
Wen Qiong said: "I suggest you go and listen to Ye Wenqiu's teachings first, so that you can understand which sword technique is suitable for you. I am not a sword cultivator, so I can only give you some suggestions on the techniques. My attainments in sword techniques are far inferior to those of these sword immortals.
Shenxu Palace is the most orthodox sword cultivation sect among human cultivators. It contains almost all the sword manuals and sword techniques in the world of cultivation. Since you are here, don't be polite. When it's time to start, start."
Wen Qiong said with his hands in his pockets, "Back then, when your five senior brothers and sisters were practicing sword techniques, I sent them to various sword cultivation sects to train."
Du Heng: ...
The filter of Wen Qiong in his heart was shattered again. The cautious, serious and diligent master before had become a smooth and opportunistic monk. Ah, give him back his lovely master!
Wen Qiong patted Du Heng's shoulder seriously and said, "My disciple, you should know that cultivation is always your own business. It is not shameful to get what you want without violating the laws of nature and humanity. There are too many murders and robberies in this world. Why can't we take a safer path of cultivation without stealing or robbing?"
Du Heng muttered, "But Master, you told me before that there are no shortcuts in cultivation. Aren't you asking me to take shortcuts now?"
Wen Qiong chuckled, "I'm just saying that this is a safe way to practice. Compared to practicing a technique that doesn't suit you like a headless fly, why not find one that suits you at once? What's more, the techniques in Shenxu Palace are all backed up. The sword manuals and sword tactics you can see have been practiced by countless predecessors. Besides, don't you have to practice on your own after you get the sword manual?"
Wen Qiong said earnestly: "Disciple, there is no shortcut to cultivation, but the method of cultivation can be more reliable. Just slowly understand it."
Under the talisman, Wen Qiong's eyes were blazing. Jing Nan slapped his head and asked, "Is the green plum wine not dissolved? Is Xiao Qiong drunk?"
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "I'm not drunk. I can handle it. I'll take my leave now."
Du Heng and his friends sent Wen Qiong to the door of a dining hall. Wen Qiong waved to everyone, then put on a red cloak and walked down the mountain path.
Du Heng sighed and said, "I didn't expect my master to be like this!" She is really unconventional. Du Heng had thought she was a very serious cultivator.
Jing Nan laughed: "Hahaha, now you can understand how we felt back then, right?"
Du Heng was confused: "Huh?"
Feng Gui said happily, "Back then, Qing Heng couldn't afford the sword technique, so he asked us to sneak into the Sutra Library of the big sect and learn other people's skills while we were visiting other sects."
Du Heng: ...I didn't expect Saint Qing Heng to be so unreliable.
Xuan Yu said easily: "It was great that I taught Xiao Qiong this trick back then."
Du Heng looked at the three people in confusion. He always felt that the three people had a sense of pleasure in revenge. Now, the three people were smiling brightly, leaving Du Heng and Xiaoxiao, who was puzzled, looking at each other.
Author has something to say: Old Cat: Dingkun Sect leader Wen Qiong is eight feet tall, with a body of steel...
Wen Qiong: Thank you for the invitation. Actually, I am less than five feet tall, and my skin is so smooth, otherwise how can I justify the expensive skin care products I use? ! [Note: Wen Qiong's height: 158cm]
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