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"Look, the Wuwang Sect treats you badly. Why don't you come to the Hehuan Sect? We have freedom in our sect," Lu Qun said, rubbing his hands embarrassedly. "Although we don't have as many mental methods and resources as the Wuwang Sect, our master is good."
When he mentioned his master, his expression instantly lit up with joy, as if he was talking about something wonderful: "My master, since you have seen her, you should know that she is a stunning beauty. Moreover, my master is a Mahayana cultivator, and your sect leader is also a Mahayana cultivator."
Hearing this, Fu Chen was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked: "So what do you want to say?"
If we say who is generally recognized as the most beautiful, it should be the Beihan Immortal Venerable, but she is too cold and unapproachable. Chongting Sect Master is indeed slightly better, but when it comes to strength, no one dares to refute the Beihan Immortal Venerable.
Lu Qun naturally thought of this, but he still didn't give up the idea of winning people over: "Brother Fu, you and I are brothers. If a brother is in trouble, will you help him or not?"
"Help," Fu Chen glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and lowered his brows: "But we just met, so we can't really be called brothers."
Lu Qun was both happy and worried at the same time. Finally, he lay on the table with a sad face and muttered: "If you don't help me, you won't see me again in the future..."
Fu Chen: "Why?"
Lu Qun stood up with a bang, not caring about anything and throwing in the towel: "We are rivals. The Wuwang Sect and the Hehuan Sect have a bad relationship. Now that I have fallen into your hands, I don't know if my life will be good."
Fu Chen didn’t know what his future would be like, but at least he knew it now.
Without spiritual power, he grabbed Lu Qun and pressed him to the ground, his voice cold and stern: "Master would never do such a thing!"
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Lu Qun was puzzled, but he understood the situation. Fortunately, Fu Chen was just suppressing him. He hurriedly said, "Brother Fu, Brother Fu! I don't mean to say anything bad about the Immortal Venerable. Don't worry, even though we haven't known each other for long, I still believe in you."
After knowing each other for only a few hours, Fu Chen didn't believe him: "Then why did you say that?"
"...My master has a special status, and the Wuwang Sect dislikes her the most," Lu Qun looked conflicted, but finally said it out loud under the pressure of the tyranny.
Fu Chen relaxed his strength. Lu Qun felt that his words were effective and continued, "Brother Fu, you are a disciple of the Wuwang Sect. You should be familiar with your sect's rules. Disciples are not allowed to approach the Phoenix Clan. Those who violate the rules will be expelled from the sect..."
Fu Chen was stunned for a moment, then pressed him down again. He half-sat on Lu Qun and pressed his head to the ground.
He is a sword cultivator, so his physique is naturally much better than that of Lu Qun, an alchemy cultivator, not to mention that sword cultivators have to practice physical skills as soon as they get started.
Even if one is a direct disciple of the Immortal Lord, he will not be treated preferentially in the Wuwang Sect. He must temper his body when necessary and cannot escape the mountain when necessary.
The first thing a disciple of the Wuwang Sect does is to run in the mountains for a year to build up his patience.
"Don't lie, Wuwang Sect doesn't have this rule, because I am..." Fu Chen bit his lip and didn't say the rest of the words.
But Lu Qun added: "You are a phoenix. I heard this from my master. She said that the phoenix of Wuwang Sect has flown away."
At this point, he shook his head, but his head was held down by Fu Chen, so only the pride on his face could be seen: "I know everything that happened in the Wuwang Sect. Now you believe that we are rivals, right?"
If they weren't rivals, who would waste their time practicing to find out what happened in other sects?
Fu Chen stood up blankly, and sat down on the soft couch beside him weakly, with drooping eyebrows and slightly moist red eyes. He muttered in a low voice: "Then why did you leave me here? And why..." And why did you want to help him achieve Nirvana?
Lu Qun struggled to get up. Seeing his absent-minded appearance, he shook his head helplessly: "Brother Fu, why don't you come back with me to the Hehuan Sect? We are good to Fenghuang and we promise to make you feel like you are back home."
Even though Fu Chen threatened him earlier, Lu Qun still approached without hesitation, stood aside, and tried to persuade him earnestly: "Your status is not suitable for staying outside. Of course, I heard this from my master."
Fu Chen looked up at him, his eyes red. They were originally a different color, but now they were covered with bloodshot, which looked very scary. "I'm already dead. Does your master know?"
He said this to make Lu Qun give up the idea of persuading him. After all, her reaction was obvious when he met Chong Ting before.
They didn't know he was dead.
But so many people saw him committing suicide that day, and given his reputation, the news should have spread far and wide.
Lu Qun replied to him almost immediately: "Brother Fu, don't worry, my master knows about this. If it weren't for you, why would I take you away? Don't you think so?"
He spoke righteously, but even if Fu Chen didn't understand, he knew that he was trying to please him. However, there was nothing in him that was worthy of him doing so.
"Needless to say, Master is not the person you are talking about. She will not hurt you."
Otherwise, there would not have been a monument erected for him after his "death", but unfortunately he did not die.
A hint of mockery flashed in Fu Chen's eyes. He rubbed his eyes lightly and said in a low voice, "We can't tell anyone about our conversation, otherwise..."
Lu Qun quickly agreed: "Don't worry, Brother Fu, I won't tell anyone else."
"You can't tell your master either."
"Oh, okay." He nodded regretfully.
After this incident, Lu Qun no longer had his previous worries. He wanted to sit next to Fu Chen, but seeing his unhappy look, he sat down at the table silently.
"Brother Fu, you should be from the Qiwu Fire Phoenix clan, right?" He was a little excited, and his eyes were fixed on Fu Chen, as if he was looking at some rare animal.
Fu Chen couldn't stand his scrutiny and chuckled, revealing his sharp teeth: "Since you know about me, you should know why I am called a demon. Are you sure you still want to look at me like this?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Qun immediately withdrew his gaze, pretended to turn his head as if something happened, looked left and right, but did not look at Fu Chen.
Fu Chen was very satisfied with this and looked down at the red clothes on his body: "I don't know if I belong to that clan."
He only knew that he had the blood of the Phoenix in his body, but he did not have the inheritance. He had also heard the voice brought by the blood before, which was a hint of inheritance.
As for the Wuwang Sect rules that Lu Qun mentioned, he really didn't know.
After all, when he was sent to Wuwang Sect, his master once said that he was a phoenix. From then on, he knew what the other half of his bloodline was.
Hearing this, Lu Qun couldn't help but look back, stunned and hesitant to speak.
Fu Chen didn't care: "Just say whatever you want to say. I was wrong just now. I just felt, felt..."
Lu Qun waved his hand, expressing his understanding. "It's okay, I get it. I usually complain about my master, but I can't help but be criticized by others. If you doubted my master, I would do the same thing. My attitude was wrong before. Even if we are rivals, Immortal Beihan wouldn't harm me."
He spoke the last sentence very softly, obviously he was still afraid of this matter.
Fu Chen smiled and stood up, sitting down beside him, clasping his hands in greeting: "Fu Chen, a disciple of the Sword Peak of the Wuwang Sect."
Lu Qun was somewhat flattered. He had heard a lot about the Wuwang Sect's past "glorious deeds" from his fellow disciples. He immediately stood up and clasped his hands together, his hands trembling. "Fu, Brother Fu, this shouldn't be necessary. Let's make sure you don't hit me in the face!"
After saying that, he held his head in his hands. After not hearing any sound for a long time, he cautiously opened his eyes and saw Fu Chen looking at him with a puzzled expression.
With a light cough, he probed: "Brother Fu, do you know what this gesture means?"
Fu Chen shook his head honestly, his face embarrassed: "I don't know, tell me."
He only knew that this salute could be performed when expressing apology to others. He had seen his two uncles perform the same salute after a quarrel.
At that time, he was following behind his master and saw the two uncles leave one after another after bowing. He was very puzzled: "Master, why did the uncles leave?"
Beihan Immortal Venerable glanced at the distant mountain. There was no movement there. "They are apologizing for their impulsive behavior. Let's go."
Following behind his master, Fu Chen couldn't help but look back. Suddenly, a loud noise came from the mountain that his master was looking at, and the birds in the forest flew away in all directions.
He could vaguely see Uncle Chiyang floating in the air with his hands on his hips. Before he could look over, his master had already taken him back to Jianfeng on his sword.
Jianfeng has always been the most deserted place in Wuwang Sect. There are thousands of disciples at the foot of the mountain, and there is no sound except the sound of spiritual swords breaking through the air. It is not silent, but very quiet.
Fu Chen didn't understand why Jianfeng was so special, and he didn't understand why he had never seen his senior brothers on the mountain.
Later, when he grew older, the management of Jianfeng fell on him, and at this time he had even less time to think about these things.
But he still remembered this etiquette. Every time his uncles had a quarrel, they would salute each other. He never saw Uncle Ri Yan again until he came back from the human world and went into seclusion.
He wrote this down and finally used it today.
Lu Qun's strange expression told him that maybe it wasn't what he thought.
He asked, “What does this mean?”
"Brother Fu, you really don't know?" Lu Qun looked at him very carefully, and even the pair of red eyes that were rumored to be harmful were clearly visible. There was no anger or evil in them.
He sighed, "The Wuwang Sect was once a gangster sect, all because of this gesture. Brother Fu, you don't know, this means 'I'm sorry, but I'm going to take action.' Do you think I should be afraid?"
He didn't see any devil killing people without blinking an eye, but he saw the contempt in Fu Chen's eyes and couldn't help but defend himself.
Seeing Fu Chen's stunned and self-doubting look, he reached out and patted him familiarly: "Brother Fu, you're lucky you met me, otherwise your reputation would be even worse..."
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he quickly tried to make amends: "I believe Brother Fu is innocent. After all, you didn't do anything to me."
What he said is obviously inconsistent. If you believe it, you won't be afraid.
Fu Chen understood in his heart but didn't point it out. He continued, following his words, "What else do you know about the Wuwang Sect?"
He knew a lot. As the Hehuan Sect was at odds with the Wuwang Sect, there were many rumors within the sect. Lu Qun didn't like to practice cultivation on weekdays, but he could calm down and continue to stay when listening to these gossips.
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect have special teachers who teach them. Most of them are elders, but there are also many talented senior brothers and sisters.
There are often fewer rules among peers, and it is easier for them to talk about things that interest each other.
For the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, no matter how big the event is, it is not as important as the gossip from the Wuwang Sect next door.
That’s right, these two sects used to be neighbors. Later, the Hehuan Sect moved to another fairy mountain.
But it does not affect them from still replacing Wuwang Sect with the neighboring sect. This is a habit passed down from generation to generation.
In the following time, Lu Qun told everyone he knew about the Wuwang Sect. When he got excited, he would make faces and make small movements.
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"So, our two sects have been at odds for a long time." Lu Qun said with a dry mouth. He looked down and saw the tea on the table. He reached out to take it, but was stopped by a hand.
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