Chapter 61
Just like the original plot, Liuyang got those magic weapons and spiritual artifacts in the secret realm, and Jiang Wangchu's fate was changed. This time he did not return empty-handed. When he came out of the secret realm, all the major sects had been waiting there for a long time. Each of them had the airs of a sect leader, but they were like cats' claws in their hearts. They had selected twenty outstanding disciples to go in. If he got nothing, it would be a loss of both the wife and the army, and he could only swallow his anger.
Wan Guanqian looked at the blue sky and the grass with confidence, looking very elegant. He went to check after hearing the disciple's report. He glanced at Lu Shenxing and Ning Que, frowned quickly, and looked away, walking towards them with a very coquettish pace in the jealous eyes of everyone.
"Master." Lu Shenxing led six disciples including Ning Que.
Wan Guanqian hummed, asked nothing, nodded, and smiled at everyone, "Everyone, Wan will go first."
After returning to the sect, Wan Guanqian told them to go down and rest. In front of everyone's gaze, he pushed Ning Que away from Lu Shenxing with a force that was neither light nor heavy. Ning Que didn't react and staggered.
Lu Shenxing glanced at Wan Guanqian with a meaningful look, with some obvious displeasure and warning. Wan Guanqian held his forehead and called him into the room.
"What's going on between you and Xiaoque'er?"
"Okay."
"Master uncle."
"Um."
Wan Guanqian saw Lu Shenxing's calm demeanor and was at a loss for words. He blurted out, "You're like an old cow eating young grass!"
Lu Shenxing put his right leg on his left leg, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and gave him a look that said, "I know."
"..." Wan Guanqian paced back and forth, his serious mood completely ruined by the charming expression he unconsciously made. His eyes lit up and he remembered something, "Fellow disciples are forbidden to become Taoist couples. Uncle Master, this is the sect rule you set personally back then, and it has been enforced ever since. If the disciples knew about it, there would be chaos."
Lu Shenxing's eyes twitched. They were not close relatives, so he was still cautious. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "It won't cause any trouble. Good things should be kept within the family."
What he said seemed to make some sense. Wan Guanqian closed the door with a flick of his sleeves and sat down on another chair. "Xiao Que'er, are you willing to be your Taoist partner?"
"You can go ask." Lu Shenxing lifted his sleeves and pulled them open, picking up Feifei. "This thing is growing very fast. I have no place to put it. You can take it back and raise it."
Wan Guanqian took a breath, his eyes filled with unconcealed astonishment. Aphids are so difficult to hatch successfully, yet they have grown so rapidly in such a short time. He glanced at the person opposite him, coughed, and said with embarrassment, "You should continue to raise them."
Lu Shenxing rolled his eyes. In the future, this thing would be a heaven-defying existence. Who knows how many people would want to curry favor with it but would be unable to do so.
Blowing away the tea leaves floating on the surface, Wan Guanqian took a sip of tea and said, "There's one more thing."
Lu Shenxing looked over impatiently.
"I picked up that child from Liuyang in the village at the foot of the mountain. He's been with me for over twenty years. He's indifferent and cold-hearted, unlike Xiaoque'er..."
Lu Shenxing didn't have time to listen to his story, "Just tell me."
"Uncle Master, isn't a blade of grass enough to eat?" Wan Guanqian said directly, "I am their master after all. I don't want to see them fighting over a man because of jealousy. That's really not a good look."
After understanding what it meant, Lu Shenxing's mouth twitched a few times and his eyes sank. It turned out that he was the reason why the main mission had stagnated.
"Master uncle?" Wan Guanqian asked when he saw that Lu Shenxing was silent for a long time.
"I'll take care of it." Lu Shenxing stood up and left.
Wan Guanqian's straight body softened against the back of the chair, and he subconsciously spread his legs and made a wide-open posture. He counted on his fingers and it was really strange. Xiao Que'er was not destined to have love, which was why he chose the other party among that group of children.
He sighed, forget it, ever since his great-uncle master's mysterious appearance, it seemed as if everything was not going according to the will of heaven.
Lu Shenxing took a quick and decisive approach. After all, as time went by, dreams became more frequent, especially those that shouldn't be dreamed. He went straight to Liuyang's room and asked, "Junior brother, are you there?"
Liuyang, who had just finished bathing, was still damp. He slowly adjusted his belt, hiding his embarrassment, and said, "Senior Brother."
"Come and sit down." Lu Shenxing knocked on the table.
Liuyang looked at him in confusion, vaguely sensing some signs, but did not face them.
"Do you know why Senior Brother has been helping you so many times during this period?" Lu Shenxing frowned, "It's not because of anything else, but Master told me before I left that he intends to pass the position of Sect Leader to you."
The atmosphere suddenly changed with Lu Shenxing's words. He was showing Liuyang something that had not happened yet.
"Master thinks highly of you, and so does my senior brother."
Liuyang said nothing, his features firm. He thought that the first person to be considered for the position of the head of the sect should be his senior brother instead of himself. He did not understand his master's intention. In the past, he would not have thought so, but his senior brother now was very good and could do better than him.
"Do you know what your love root is?" Lu Shenxing's voice was low and stern. He was not asking whether he had a love root, but directly confirmed it.
Liuyang's breathing suddenly paused for a beat. He raised his eyelids, and his dark eyes like stars suddenly sparkled with light. All the emotions that had been locked in the corner and dared not touch were poured out at this moment.
Lu Shenxing did not avoid Liuyang's gaze and accepted it calmly. Fortunately, the situation was not beyond repair.
He pondered for a moment, then leaned forward with his hands on the table, and gently touched Liuyang's cheek with his lips. Without stopping, he moved away an inch, "How does it feel?"
Liuyang's hands and feet were stiff. He could only feel the hot breath spraying across his face, and his mind went blank.
"Look, I kissed you, but you didn't feel happy." Lu Shenxing, while paying attention to the progress of the task, spoke earnestly as a brother, "You mistook your admiration for me for love."
Was it wrong? Liuyang looked bewildered.
"Junior brother, all love and affection in the world cannot escape the law of cause and effect." Seeing that he did not resist, Lu Shenxing said, "If it was not predestined in the previous life, it will not exist in this life either."
Liuyang's body trembled, and his eyes unconsciously showed bitterness. "What's the reason for the eldest brother and the younger brother?"
"Ning Que and I are continuing our unfinished love." This reunion was the result of several lifetimes of companionship; it's not so easy to just fall in love. Lu Shen stopped at the door and tilted his head. "Big Brother, I hope you can understand and walk the right path, rather than letting impossible romantic relationships cloud your heart."
Unfinished love… Liuyang crumpled up those words and savored them. He sat in the house all night and moved to a secluded place to the north of the sect the next day.
Compared with Liuyang's abnormal behavior, Jiang Wangchu's serious practice was a greater spectacle. Not to mention the other disciples, even the master Wan Guanqian was extremely surprised. They all seemed to have become enlightened. Could it be that they had eaten some extraordinary elixir in the secret realm?
Wan Guanqian is different from other sect leaders. He never uses his magic power privately to search for what his disciples have hidden on them or sneak into their memories to see their privacy. This time is no different. He does not ask about what his disciples have obtained in the secret realm or what opportunities they have had, unless they confess. No one will believe it if they tell others.
When Jiang Wangchu took the initiative to propose strengthening the training tasks, Wan Guanqian said with satisfaction, "Wangchu, I am happy that you can achieve enlightenment."
Jiang Wangchu has become thinner, his round features have become more defined, and he has also become darker. He touched his head embarrassedly after hearing this. Compared with his second senior brother, his training was much easier.
Wan Guanqian saw through his thoughts and said, "Nothing, you lost at the starting line."
Jiang Wangchu gave him a resentful look.
"Your talent is average, as long as you work hard." Wan Guanqian added, "Don't worry about your appearance. It's a miracle that you can lose some weight. Besides, it won't make any difference whether you lose weight or not."
Jiang Wangchu took another look, feeling resentful and hateful.
"Are you still eating beef jerky? That stuff is too hard and not good for your teeth. Your master has already advised you against it." Wan Guanqian shook his head and sighed, "Look at your teeth. They are not white and straight. Sigh."
When Jiang Wangchu went out, his head was foaming and his body was covered with knives, like a sieve.
Because of Jiang Wangchu's diligence, the entire Hengyang Sect was filled with positive energy. Ning Que began to retreat to refine the Black Yao Cauldron, and the Eight-Headed Demon came out again to stir up trouble.
"Your senior brother is not a good person."
"He approached you for a purpose."
"Love and affection are just illusions. If they're gone, they're gone. It's better to think about something more practical."
"ah--"
The lonely eight-headed demon roared and was about to go back to sleep when he was caused by a burning pain and rolled around in the cauldron.
Ning Que half-closed his eyes, "Eighth Senior, please don't speak ill of my senior brother in front of me from now on."
"You're wrong, you're wrong. Your senior brother is handsome, tall, gifted, talented, well-rounded, popular, and everything else is good. Everyone loves him."
The next moment, the eight-headed demon screamed and cursed, "You are sick, kid! I have praised your senior brother to bits, what else do you want?"
Ning Que's mouth curled up, and the arc it brought out was full of coldness. He didn't like hearing praises of his senior brother from other people's mouths. It was enough for him to be the only one who knew about his senior brother's kindness.
The eight-headed demon was connected to Ning Que. As Ning Que refined his skills, he already knew part of what he was thinking. He immediately laughed heartily, "Hahahaha, kid, you are destined to enter the demonic path. There is no changing it."
Ning Que let out a breath. Whether it was cultivating immortality or cultivating demons, no matter which path he took, he would never give up on his senior brother.
After completely refining the Black Yao Cauldron, Ning Que couldn't wait to find the person he had been thinking about. At that time, Wan Guanqian was chatting and laughing with Lu Shenxing. He suddenly felt a dangerous and dark gaze on him, which made him subconsciously retract his hand on Lu Shenxing's head. When he looked over, he saw the disciple standing on the corridor opposite the lake.
"Master." Ning Que flew over and called out with a smile.
Wan Guanqian stared at Ning Que. The illusion just now was really weird.
"Big Brother." Ning Que winked at Lu Shenxing, took the bag of fish food from his hand naturally, sprinkled some fish food into the lake, and schools of carp gathered around.
Back in the room, Lu Shenxing was pressed against the door by Ning Que. He was attacked by kisses all over the place, without any rules. It was more like eating than kissing. He was so hungry that his forehead twitched. This was the first time he had experienced this posture. He was the one who did it before.
Ning Que kissed him and said excitedly, "Brother, I succeeded."
Lu Shenxing pressed the back of Ning Que's head, and tangled his tongue with his for a while, sweeping away the taste. "What?"
"Look." Ning Que adjusted his breathing and stretched out a hand. A ball of black gas floated in his palm, gradually turning into a small tripod, and disappeared in a flash.
Lu Shenxing narrowed his eyes. Since it had been refined, there shouldn't be any backlash, and Ning Que wouldn't be able to fall into the devil's way.
In a good mood, Lu Shenxing carried Ning Que back to the room to do some work, and before that, he threw Feifei out of the window.
In the middle of the night, a tired Ning Que frowned and muttered, "Brother, don't touch me, it's itchy."
He reached out and touched it in a daze, and the next moment he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Feifei squirming on his chest, while the person beside him was motionless and there was no sound of breathing.
In another time and space, Lu Shenxing was lying in a strange room, with a strange body. The coolness of the night and the wind crawled all over his body, and he got a dense layer of goose bumps. He shivered and woke up from his shock.
"What the hell is going on?"
There was no response. Lu Shenxing's breathing became rapid. He still had 30% of the sub-tasks in the fifth volume to complete, and the main task was not even half completed. Why would he leave, and in such a sudden situation? He clearly remembered that he was sleeping with Ning Que in his arms.
Lu Shenxing didn't dare to think about what would happen if Ning Que found out that he was dead.
The door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and a man strode in, reeking strongly of alcohol. He tugged at the collar of his shirt and undressed as he walked towards the bathroom. "Zeng Ye, come in and give me a back rub."
Lu Shenxing felt cold, so he pulled the quilt over his body, which was only wearing a pair of old-fashioned shorts.
"Come here! Are you deaf or dumb?" the man cursed. "I'll find a whore who's better than you."
Lu Shenxing had no time to deal with it. He listened to the voice in his head, "Ding, system error, error code 503, currently being repaired."
"...So?" Lu Shenxing watched the man kick the bathroom door aside and stare at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he was going to eat him the next moment.
"Ding, I'm sorry, Mr. Lu has been mistakenly sent to one of the worlds in the "Scumbag Top, Scumbag Bottom" series. The task in this series is very simple. Just make the scumbag top regret, feel pain, and cry, and the task is completed."
It was much simpler than the series he had chosen. Lu Shenxing tugged at his hair in frustration, "I can't leave until the repair is complete?"
"Ding, yes."
"The error was caused by you, and it has affected the progress of my mission."
"Ding, as an apology, Mr. Lu can remove any two worlds from the ten worlds he selected earlier."
Although he had achieved his goal, Lu Shenxing's mood was not much better. He felt mixed emotions. When he returned, the world would definitely be completely different. He wondered if Ning Que had gone mad, and he didn't know if the Hengyang Sect still existed...
"Are you fucking dead?" The man was completely enraged by Lu Shenxing's disregard and tried to pull Lu Shenxing's hair.
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