Chapter 189 So what? Do you need me to guard his grave?
"What's going on?"
Afterwards, Yun Xiangwan was taken to Huiyang Hall, also known as the sect master's hall, for a trial by three judges.
"Master Huo, I don't know what's going on."
She knows, but doesn't say it, thank you.
Wan Hou Changlang glanced at Wan Ye, who was standing in the hall like a lamb to be slaughtered. His eyes were deep and he said nothing.
As a cultivator at the Divine Transformation stage, he knew very well that it would be impossible for a cultivator at the intermediate Foundation Establishment stage to control the heavenly tribulation.
So Lou Yue’s death had nothing to do with him.
But someone has to bear the cost of Xianjian Sect losing Lou Yue.
"Although you don't know it, it is undeniable that Elder Lou died because of protecting you."
Huo Boyan spoke earnestly and patiently.
"So? Do you need me to guard his grave?"
Yun Xiangwan's eyes were clear and bright.
"I can also cry at a funeral. How about I perform a segment for you guys?"
Guarding the grave? Crying at the funeral? Is this what they want?
What they want is the Tribulation Pill!
But this person seemed to have a problem with his brain. Instead of taking the opportunity to show his loyalty to the Xianjian Sect, he was thinking about going to mourn for Lou Yue.
"Elder Lou died protecting me, isn't it only natural for me to go and mourn for him? If all else fails, if I can refine another Tribulation Pill in the future, I'll burn one for him?"
Yun Xiangwan once again made a shocking statement, which made everyone, including Huo Boyan, very angry.
That was a Jiedan, and she actually said she wanted to burn one for the deceased Lou Yue? Can that thing be burned?
"Don't talk nonsense, the man is gone, let him rest in peace."
Seeing that a group of Nascent Soul cultivators were being led by the nose by a junior in the Foundation Establishment stage, Wan Hou Changlang glanced at them with disappointment, and then said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Grand Elder."
Huo Boyan bowed and saluted.
Several other elders also clasped their fists and bowed.
Wan Hou Changlang stood up and appeared beside Yun Xiangwan in a flash.
Yun Xiangwan was startled, feeling as if she had been seen through. She quickly stepped back, yelling as she returned the money.
"Elder Wan Hou, what are you...what are you going to do? Don't come over, I'm scared."
This guy...sometimes he really wants to crush him to death.
"Your original cave house can't be lived in for the time being. Have you decided where to go?"
“Do I have the right to choose?”
Yun Xiangwan asked timidly.
"No."
Wan Hou Changlang's heart skipped a beat, fearing that he would say something irrelevant again, so he threw out two words directly.
"Then why are you asking me?"
The corners of Yun Xiangwan's mouth twitched.
"You should go to Lingfeng Mountain."
Wan Hou Changlang's face remained calm.
"Lingfeng Mountain?"
Yun Xiangwan remembered that Lingfeng Mountain was the place where Xianjian Sect specialized in growing spiritual medicines, and its master was an eighth-grade alchemist.
It just so happens that her external incarnation has now been perfected, and if she goes to Lingfeng Mountain again, she will be one step closer to collecting the complete encyclopedia of spiritual medicines!
"Lingfeng Mountain is where our Xianjian Sect grows spiritual medicines. There are outer disciples and inner disciples on it. The outer disciples are responsible for the daily maintenance of the spiritual medicines, while the inner disciples are all pharmacists."
Wan Hou Changlang thought Wan Ye really didn't understand, so he patiently explained to him.
"I think the atmosphere of Lingfeng Mountain will be more suitable for you."
Yes, yes, of course, she likes places with lots of spiritual medicines the most.
"Elder Wan Hou, when you asked me to go to Lingfeng Mountain, does that mean I can be free? I don't have to stay in the cave every day to make pills, right?"
Yun Xiangwan asked tentatively.
"If you promise to refine another Tribulation Pill within three months, I will allow you to move freely within the sect."
Wan Hou Changlang chuckled.
Tsk... these people, Lou Yue just died so tragically, yet they are still thinking about the Jie Dan.
Moreover, no one showed any sadness about Lou Yue's death.
"Then I'd better not give up my freedom. After all, compared with freedom, my life is more important. I don't want to be killed by the heavenly calamity like Elder Lou."
Yun Xiangwan said she was very scared.
"If you can't hand over the Jiedan within three months, I will kill you myself. If you can refine it, I will make you the master of Lingfeng Mountain."
Wan Hou Changlang locked onto Yun Xiangwan's eyes, not to discuss, but to make an announcement.
"Grand Elder, how can he, a foundation-building cultivator and a sixth-grade alchemist, be qualified to be the master of one of our seven peaks?"
An elder with a full beard protested.
But he became obedient after being glared at by Wan Hou Changlang.
He really wanted to kill her, and Yun Xiangwan knew that she couldn't make jokes anymore.
"Elder Wan Hou, I will do my best."
"Come with me."
Wan Hou Changlang turned and walked out of the hall, and Yun Xiangwan followed him.
After walking out of the palace, he turned into flowing light and soared into the sky.
Yun Xiangwan painfully took out a magic sword from his space ring and followed.
"Elder Wan Hou, please slow down, I can't keep up."
Seeing that the person in front was getting farther and farther away from him, Yun Xiangwan started shouting at the top of his voice.
Wan Hou Changlang immediately slowed down.
Yun Xiangwan then smiled with satisfaction, then caught up with him and flew side by side with him.
"Elder Wan Hou, if I can refine the Tribulation Pill within three months, can you really let me be the master of Lingfeng Mountain?"
Wan Hou Changlang nodded slightly.
"Once I have spoken, I cannot take it back."
Yun Xiangwan rolled his eyes.
"But Senior Huo is the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect. Do your words really count? What if they don't recognize you?"
"If you say anything more, I'll throw you down now."
Wan Hou Changlang glanced at Yun Xiangwan with a wry smile.
The latter quickly covered his mouth and dared not say anything more.
Soon, the two arrived at Lingfeng Mountain one after the other.
Compared with the other six peaks, Lingfeng Mountain is flatter and not that high.
Looking around, there are vast tracts of medicinal fields below the mountainside.
Even though they were far away, Yun Xiangwan could still smell the alluring aroma of medicine.
Above the mountainside are rows of wooden houses.
Wan Hou Changlang brought Yun Xiangwan directly to the top of the mountain. In front of them was a bamboo forest, and behind the bamboo forest was a very simple thatched house.
Next to the thatched house is a pond.
In the pond, there grows a large area of seven-leaf colorful lotus, among which there are countless lotus roots and lotus pods, all of which are great treasures!
Yun Xiangwan's eyes lit up again and again.
"Master Rong Feng, I brought someone for you."
Wan Hou Changlang looked at Rong Si, who was lying on the wooden bridge beside the pond, with his legs crossed and a bamboo leaf in his mouth, and spoke loudly.
Yun Xiangwan followed his gaze and saw Master Rong Feng, who was lying in a shabby state wearing coarse linen clothes.
He was holding a fishing rod in his hand.
There is no bait on the hook, so no fish can be caught.
"People? What people?"
He seemed to have heard the noise here belatedly, so he opened his eyes and looked back.
At this time, Yun Xiangwan also saw his face clearly.
A little old man with an untidy beard, looking ordinary and even a little sloppy.
It is very consistent with the description in the original book.
But his end seems to be very miserable.
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