Chapter 144: Cui Di expresses their feelings and the two know each other
"In that case, let's wait a while. Thank you for your trouble, Elder Fu Cang." Taoist Xuantan said with a sigh.
Seeing him like this, Maidong couldn't help but wonder what this old man was up to. He sighed and asked questions, what was he thinking?
"It's just..." Mai Dong looked at the seated Shangqing Zhenren, "If Taoist Xuantan is waiting at the sect gate, then the new disciples' training down the mountain will probably be delayed."
Since there are guests in this sect, it is indeed inappropriate to go out and gain experience.
"In that case," Shangqing Zhenren looked at Qianyuan Zhenren and said, "Why not wait for half a month? I think it will be fine."
Upon hearing this, Zhenren Qianyuan nodded and praised it.
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Shoucheng was surprised when the boy reported that Long Qi, a disciple of Elder Fu Cang, wanted to see him. Normally, if Elder Fu Cang had sent someone, it would have been Ren Dong. They weren't close, but they had spoken before. So why would he send Long Qi, a person he'd only met?
However, despite his doubts, Shoucheng still straightened his clothes and left Youyuan Palace - no matter what his intention was, he could not afford to offend this ancestor.
After the two sides met and exchanged greetings, Long Qi directly stated his purpose. Shoucheng glanced at the green flute on his waist. Although he was puzzled, he still went to the mountain gate with Long Qi.
Although his little nun was a bit crazy, she had her own way of doing things. Moreover, she gave the green flute given by the old man with the bamboo stick to Long Qi, and she came in such a hurry, so it seemed that something must have happened.
The two men hurried to the mountain gate, only to see Shoucheng pulling Long Qi, grabbing a handful of soil, and then throwing it into the air, and it immediately disappeared.
Long Qi felt dizzy and didn't know how long it took before he finally stood firmly on the ground. He felt a little unsteady and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Shoucheng grabbed him and prevented him from falling to the ground.
"This is your first time using this escape technique, so it's definitely a little awkward. You'll get used to it once you get used to it." Shoucheng said, helping Long Qi up. "We're here."
Long Qi took a while to come back to his senses. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, the technique was really exquisite. He couldn't help but admire: "Senior Brother Shoucheng, this technique is really convenient."
Shoucheng just smiled when he heard this and stretched out his hand to signal Long Qi. Long Qi was a little confused and asked what he meant. Shoucheng pointed at Long Qi's waist and said:
"There's a formation set up by the old man with the bamboo staff in this ancient bamboo forest. If ordinary people enter, they'll probably die. Didn't the junior sister-in-law give you that flute? Use it to summon the goblin who will guide you."
Hearing this, Long Qi immediately understood why Lingxiang had asked him to come along: this flute must have been used by Lingxiang, and it certainly couldn't be freely used by another man. He had previously expressed his feelings, and now she was giving him the flute, wasn't that a disguised promise of acceptance?
Long Qi was holding the flute in a daze for a while, his mind wandering elsewhere, and he couldn't stop grinning, which made Shou Cheng feel surprised and suspicious: This little nun's preferences are really hard to understand. Even such a fool was accepted as her apprentice?
To avoid delaying Lingxiang's business, Shoucheng quickly coughed to remind Long Qi. Long Qi was startled and then remembered that he had something else to do. He hurriedly asked, "I don't know how to play the flute. What should I do?"
This was a bit troublesome. Shoucheng frowned - he couldn't even play the flute...
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Lingxiang and Master Fuyin followed Zhuhuang all the way and turned for a long time before they saw a small courtyard.
Those sects always like to build their temples in the mountains. Once something happens, it is very difficult to find the people. Lingxiang really can't understand what those so-called hermits are thinking. Don't they know what the ancients said, "The great hermit hides in the city, and the small hermit hides in the wild"?
Look at yourself, and place your leisurely home in a bustling city. That is where a hermit should go.
Speaking of Youran Ju, she actually missed her hammock. In winter, she would take out a pharmacopoeia and lie on it to bask in the sun. It was so comfortable.
Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Zhu Huang say, "If you two want to find Senior Sister Hongying, it won't be easy. The Kunwu Sect is huge, and we won't know where Senior Sister Hongying is for a while."
Hearing this, Lingxiang thought for a moment, then gave Master Fuyin a look. Master Fuyin immediately understood, coughed lightly, and said, "If that's the case, then there's no need to rush to look for her. The purpose of our trip is to treat Taoist Xuanhuai. Why don't you take us to your master's residence first? We'll still have time to look for your Senior Sister Hongying afterwards."
It wasn't that Lingxiang didn't want to say more, but now that she was carrying the name of Maidong, she couldn't possibly be bossing around in front of others, right? Putting aside whether Master Fuyin cared about his reputation, she had to keep the show going, right?
But Zhu Huang looked embarrassed when he heard this. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "It's not that I don't want to take you two with me, but there are a group of brothers guarding outside the master's courtyard. Not to mention you, even I can't enter casually..."
Now that Master Xuanhuai's life is hanging by a thread, he can no longer care about so many things.
"In that case, take the two of us and quietly approach your master's yard, and we can discuss the rest later..." said Master Fuyin with a frown.
After all, saving lives is like putting out a fire. If you wait any longer, you might miss the opportunity to save them.
Zhu Huang hesitated for a moment after hearing this before nodding in agreement.
"Since it's for Master, then follow me!"
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Long Qi's face flushed as he played for a long while before finally producing a single, subtle note. Listening to Long Qi's playing, Shou Cheng realized that the young nun's playing was a hundred times better.
Just when Long Qi felt stars on his head, he heard a rolling sound coming from the ancient bamboo forest, mixed with some dirty words.
After waiting for a while, the rolling sound became closer, and Shoucheng pulled Long Qi, signaling him not to blow anymore.
Long Qi suddenly felt relieved, squatting on the ground for a long time to catch his breath. He was determined to learn the transverse flute in the near future. Now that Lingxiang was carrying the Prison Ox Harp, wouldn't the two of them be a perfect match?
Just as Long Qi was lost in thought, he heard a sharp voice coming from the forest:
"Even in the distant future, your flute skills won't be this bad. Even the mourning flute is a hundred times better than yours."
As he was speaking, two balls rolled out of the woods. They were the ones that had spoken to him when Honeysuckle came earlier.
Long Qi was surprised when he saw the goblin in front of him. This old man with a bamboo cane looked a little too...
It's so out of place...
The goblin was also extremely surprised. He thought the person coming was Lingxiang, but he didn't expect it to be Shoucheng and an unfamiliar fool.
"Why are you here? Where did that damn girl Lingxiang go? Who is this?"
The shrill-voiced goblin interrogated him for a while, and then Shoucheng bowed and said, "Little Sister-in-law is busy and can't come here. This is her disciple. He wants to go into the forest to see Senior Bamboo Staff."
Only then did Long Qi realize that the thing before him was not the old man with the bamboo cane. He had said that it looked so strange, it was clearly a monster...
Huh? Monster?
How could someone actually live with a monster?
Could it be that the old man with the bamboo stick is also a monster? Otherwise, why would anyone give him such a strange name?
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Zhu Huang walked with Lingxiang and Fuyin Zhenren for a while, but stopped in front of a bush and pulled them to squat down.
"Look," Zhu Huang pointed to a courtyard not far away and said, "That's Master's residence. But as you can see, there are people guarding everywhere. It's not that easy to get in..."
Looking down the mountain in the direction of Zhu Huang's finger, I saw a small courtyard. There were many people wearing red Taoist armor standing around it, and people were walking around in the courtyard from time to time. I guess they were on patrol.
"Those are all our senior brothers, and their cultivation is very high. I dare not provoke them. If something goes wrong, I will definitely lose in a fight, and running away is even more impossible. I will be caught before I even take a step." Zhu Huang said with his neck shrunk. "If it was just a small fight on an ordinary day, it would be fine. At most, they would be caught and forced to kneel in the hall and copy Taoist scriptures as punishment. But now, Senior Uncle Xuantan has solemnly stated that anyone who dares to take even a step will have his cultivation abolished and be expelled from the sect."
As she said this, as if Zhu Huang had been caught, she quickly turned around and curled herself up into a ball.
"I've heard that losing one's cultivation is extremely painful. My small body definitely can't bear it. If I die there, wouldn't it be a huge loss? There are still many fun things in this world that I haven't played and many delicious foods that I haven't eaten..."
Upon hearing this, Master Fuyin smiled in his heart. After all, the person in front of him was just a child, who probably had never seen the world. Yet, he could still speak such childish words, with a pitiful look, which was really adorable.
He seemed to think of Maidong, and couldn't help but reach out to touch Zhuhuang's head, but was slapped away by Lingxiang.
Lingxiang used all her strength in this palm strike, and a red mark immediately appeared on Fuyin Zhenren's hand.
"It's already this late, and Master is still thinking about other things. Put aside your thoughts. We need to save someone right now, but you haven't even thought about how to get in. Do you really want me, your disciple, to think for you?"
Although Lingxiang was not good at martial arts, she really used a lot of strength in this palm strike. The "pop" sound was clearly audible in the mountain. Even the Kunwu sect disciples guarding the courtyard at the foot of the mountain seemed to have heard it, and some of them looked up the mountain.
Lingxiang hurriedly pulled Master Fuyin to bury his body. Fortunately, it was a little dark that day, and the disciples seemed to have seen nothing. They just looked around for a long time and then stood there motionless.
Lingxiang immediately looked at Master Fuyin with a resentful look, as if all this was his fault. Master Fuyin's face was embarrassed for a moment, and he smiled while covering the back of his hand without saying a word.
Zhu Huang, who was squatting in the middle, was so frightened that his eyes widened. The master and disciple were very surprised that the disciple dared to hit the master, and the master did not blame him.
What kind of master and disciple are these?
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When the goblins brought Long Qi and the other two to the house, the old man with the bamboo cane was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. But when he saw the bamboo flute on Long Qi's waist, he was so frightened that his beard flew up and he ran towards Long Qi with his crutches. Even though his shoes fell off, he didn't pick them up and put them on.
Seeing the aggressive approaching man, Long Qi was startled and immediately used his skills to fly away.
But the old man with the bamboo cane was no ordinary man. He just stretched out the cane and casually hooked it, firmly hooking Long Qi's clothes, and then pulled it away.
As soon as Long Qi's feet left the ground, he couldn't fly out. Not only that, he fell heavily to the ground, with his mouth full of mud.
Just when Long Qi felt the pain all over his body from the fall, he suddenly felt a heaviness on his back. He saw that the old man with the bamboo stick was sitting steadily on his back, humming a tuneless little tune and picking at his shoeless feet.
Shoucheng found the scene extremely funny, but he didn't dare to laugh in front of the old man with the bamboo stick. He had to hold it back, which was really uncomfortable.
Just as Long Qi was whimpering and yelling, he saw the old man with the bamboo stick snap his fingers towards his head.
"That little girl Lingxiang actually gave my Qingfeng Jade Flute to you. Tell me! Whose family are you from? When did you two become friends?!"
After being asked this question, Shoucheng on the side could no longer laugh - Long Qi was the disciple of the young master's sister, how could they have that kind of relationship? It was really hard for the old man with the bamboo stick to say this.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Long Qi cry out in pain: "Whether I'm with her or not, what does it have to do with you? Besides, how do you know I'm with her?"
Shoucheng was shocked when he heard this. Judging from Long Qi's implication, what the old man with the bamboo stick said was not groundless?
"Oh? You little brat, you actually dare to speak to me like this, it's really rude!" said the old man with the bamboo stick, and snapped his fingers at Long Qi again.
Long Qi cried out in pain, but in his heart he was not convinced: "You old man, you came up to me so aggressively and so unreasonable, and you actually blamed me for being unreasonable. How can such a thing be justified in this world?"
Upon hearing this, the old man with the bamboo cane put on a stern face, knocked Long Qi on the head with his cane and said, "You little bastard, even if I am unreasonable, what can you do to me? Who told you to harm my little Lingxiang? Even if I treat you like this, it is not too much."
Long Qi was very confused when he heard this. Although he had heard Lingxiang talk about the old man with the bamboo stick before, this was the first time he saw him. Why was this old man so hostile to him? Could it be that the little girl Lingxiang said something bad about him in front of this old man?
Seeing Long Qi like this, the old man with the bamboo stick pulled out the Qingfeng Jade Flute from his waist, knocked on his head and said, "When I gave this Qingfeng Jade Flute to Lingxiang, I told her that if she met someone she liked in the future, she could give this flute to her, and they would be able to live happily and harmoniously in the future. Now you have my Qingfeng Jade Flute on your waist, could it be that you stole it? Then you deserve a beating!" As he said that, he hit Long Qi again.
Shoucheng was horrified upon hearing this. If what the old man with the bamboo stick said was true, then this would be fatal. If his master and other senior brothers knew about this, wouldn't they blow the roof off the Wuji Palace?!
When Long Qi heard this, he felt sweet in his heart. Just as he thought, Lingxiang must have liked him, which was why she gave him the flute.
Just as Long Qi was feeling uneasy, he heard Shoucheng ask, "Little Sister-in-law clearly said she was giving you this flute? Isn't it because she had to go and save someone that she had no choice but to do so?"
This question immediately brought Long Qi back to his senses—that's right! Lingxiang hadn't been given to him, only told him to take it to Shoucheng...
The old man with the bamboo cane sitting on Long Qi's back frowned when he heard this and asked doubtfully:
"Save people? Save who?"
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