"What is it?"
Gu Xingyun's expression didn't change at all as he asked calmly.
This made Murong Xuanlang feel uncomfortable: "It's nothing, I'm just overthinking it, it's nothing."
How is that possible?
How could it be what he thought, after being abused like that in the past?
"I heard from my father that Sect Master Yan has changed a lot recently. He's become much quieter. I'm a little worried. Did something go wrong during his training? We have a lot of medicinal herbs in Xuanyue Palace. If you need anything, just let me know."
Palace Master Murong's original words were not so tactful.
"Did Yan Huailiu take the wrong medicine, or did his training damage his brain? He's stopped being naughty and even learned to talk to people nicely. Did some master give him some advice so he could save Yuxu Sect's reputation? Or did Jade Purity Immortal dislike this evil disciple and had him beaten up in a dream in the middle of the night?"
——"After I came back, I was worried for several days, afraid that he would settle the score later and sneak over in the middle of the night to destroy our Xuanyue Palace. You don't know, this kid is very shameless! Humph, I guess he's holding back a big move! Son, don't get close to him in the next few years. If you see a disciple of the Yuxu Sect, avoid him in advance and don't let Yan Huailiu catch you, understand!"
Thinking of the irrelevant things his father said, Murong Xuanlang couldn't help but have a headache.
Fortunately, he had kept this trip a secret from his father. If his father knew that the person he met was Gu Xingyun, he would have scolded him to death.
Gu Xingyun tapped his fingers twice on the table: "No, Master is fine. I don't think he has changed at all."
He doesn't like discussing this with others.
Murong Xuanlang nodded: "Is that so? That's good..."
The atmosphere fell silent again. Murong Xuanlang tried to bring up the topic several times, but gave up every time when he saw Gu Xingyun's absent-minded expression.
Fortunately, the group of monks came back quickly.
After arguing with each other for a while, he finally followed the two men obediently and headed towards the direction of the monster.
"If there is nothing in the southeast, I wonder where the Xuanyue Palace's face will be!" said the monk holding the Demon-Seeking Disc sourly.
But just as he finished speaking, he almost choked and vomited, and quickly covered his nose: "Why is the smell so strong! My eyes!"
Several other people had the same reaction.
The smart ones immediately took out the talismans and magic tools they could use to protect themselves.
Murong Xuanlang whispered a warning: "The monster is in the lake ahead. Everyone, be careful. I won't go over there."
He kept a low profile and made it clear that he did not want to compete with them for the credit.
A young monk was anxious: "Young Palace Master, you, you don't want to go and take a look?"
What if they can’t win?
"Yeah, why don't you go and take a look? Isn't this Senior Brother Yun also out for training for the first time..."
They dragged Gu Xingyun aside.
Murong Xuanlang glanced at the people beside him and relaxed a little: "I will stay outside to set up a barrier to prevent the townspeople from accidentally entering during the fight. I will leave after the barrier is completed."
The monks breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged a few simple words of thanks, and soon walked towards the forest together.
"You and I..." Murong Xuanlang just started to speak when Gu Xingyun interrupted him.
"I'll just follow behind them. Don't worry, I won't go any closer. I'll just get closer and see what's going on."
Murong Xuanlang thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay, don't get too close, just let them deal with the monsters."
That thing is already at the end of its strength, and several monks can easily deal with it together.
Gu Xingyun nodded and quickened his pace to catch up with the team in front.
Ever since he stepped into this place, he always had a very strange feeling, as if something was deliberately attracting him.
The miasma was much thicker than before, to the point where they couldn't see anything. The group could only grope forward while cursing.
Gu Xingyun felt even more uncomfortable than them, and his eyes stung so much that he couldn't help crying.
There were bursts of exclamations coming from the front. Gu Xingyun took a half step back, leaned against the nearest tree, and squinted his eyes to check.
The monster was a whole circle smaller than the one they had seen before. Its rotten flesh had almost fallen off, and its white bones were visible and invisible in the black fog.
When the monks saw this scene, they seemed to be injected with chicken blood and their confidence was overflowing.
Without any preparation, discussion, or even formation, they just rushed forward with swords drawn.
When one person takes action, the others immediately follow, fearing that they will miss the opportunity to perform meritorious deeds.
Gu Xingyun only looked for a moment and then looked away.
To be honest, it's not as exciting as the Yuxu Sect competition.
It seems I can go back early today. I don’t know if Master’s retreat has ended.
Where on earth did he go to retreat? Jingming ran to the back mountain several times, but he couldn’t find his master.
Without anyone in sight, he wasn't sure what to do next.
“Ah—poof—”
While I was daydreaming, I heard wailing sounds, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Gu Xingyun looked up and saw the group of monks lying on the ground. When he looked up, he saw the monster roaring at them.
Perhaps it was angered, the monster actually threw the rotten flesh it had just torn off directly at the monks.
A monk failed to dodge in time and got some of the liquid on his calf. White smoke immediately came out of his leg and he wailed in pain.
The scene was really tragic, but Gu Xingyun actually laughed out loud.
It was the first time he had seen such a vulgar and funny fighting style.
Under the leadership of Yan Huailiu, their Yuxu Sect is composed of respectable people from top to bottom. When fighting, there will never be scenes of them rolling on the ground or throwing things at each other.
This trip really allowed him to see the world.
The laughter did not reach the ears of the monks, but instead attracted the attention of the monster.
The scarlet eye almost immediately locked onto Gu Xingyun's location. At the same time, a voice rang out in Gu Xingyun's mind: "Boy, how come you have something of mine on you?"
When Murong Xuanlang realized something was wrong and rushed over, he happened to see Gu Xingyun, who was wrapped in miasma and floating towards the monster. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he drew his sword and stepped forward: "Xingyun!"
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