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Cangyun Realm.
As the day dawned, Chen Huaian woke up from his sleep.
There is only one thing left to do today - go to the Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect to find Luo Chenxi.
As for why he still looked for Luo Chenxi when he already had Liu Cui'e, it was actually very simple. This was mainly to give Zhang Mengchu more choices, and the Cangyun Realm emphasized monogamy, so it was completely acceptable for Old Zhang to have a few more Taoist companions.
Who made him owe Zhang Mengchu?
And the Dragon-Tiger Sword Sect is not a sect for cultivating immortals.
놙 is just a martial arts master in the mortal world.
Not to mention a Mahayana cultivator like him, even a casual foundation-building cultivator would be a dimensionality-reducing attack on such a sect.
As for the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect, he didn't need to hide anything.
After all, the location of the sect was not in a downtown area, but in Longhu Mountain near Youdu in Beizhou.
As for Luo Chenxi, they still followed the old rules - it was all based on the principle of voluntariness. If he was willing to follow them, they could take him away. If he was not willing, they would respect and understand him.
If you have a Taoist partner or someone you like.
That also respects and understands.
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As the morning light began to shine through, faint sounds of fire could be heard deep in the Longhu Mountain near Youdu, Beizhou, Cangyun Realm.
Chen Huaian took a step forward, and his figure had already landed on the gnarled old pine tree at the gate of the Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect.
The mountain breeze brings the fresh scent of grass and trees.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced casually ahead.
The mountain gate built with huge stones is simple and rugged, and the four large characters "Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect" are engraved in a vigorous and powerful manner, but the strength lacks some of the aura of immortals, and reveals the rudeness of an ordinary warrior who can break monuments and split rocks.
He didn't bring Li Qingran and Liu Cui'e.
A small goal, he wanted to make a quick decision to avoid complications.
Inside the Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect, several mountain-guarding disciples were standing upright beside the gate.
Their eyes were sharp, and they scanned the stone steps leading up the mountain vigilantly.
However, Chen Huaian was right in front of them, but they seemed to see him.
They just let Chen Huaian walk in right under their noses, with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling in the garden.
The breeze was gentle, without causing any ripples.
Inside the mountain gate, houses and courtyards with grey tiles and white walls are scattered around. Shouts can be heard from the martial arts field. The disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect are dressed in uniform green tights. They are either fighting against each other or practicing alone, with swords flashing and fists whistling.
This is exactly what Chen Huaian thought.
He thought that the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect was no different from a bandit den in the mountains.
I once thought that it already looked a bit like an immortal sect.
In the air, a clear and rich medicinal fragrance penetrated into the nose, which attracted my attention.
Chen Huaian turned around and followed the scent of medicine, and came to a sunny slope with a gentle terrain at the back mountain of the sect.
This is also where the NPC Luo Chenxi refreshes - a medicinal garden.
The fence encloses a large area of fertile land, which is neatly divided.
In the dim morning light, dewdrops rolled on the leaves, refracting tiny rays of light.
The leaves of the red sun ginseng are thick, with a faint red light flowing in the veins; the seven-leaf dew grass stretches out seven narrow and long green leaves, with crystal dewdrops on the tips of the leaves; there are also a few plants with dragon-beard roots with twisted stems like old pine trees, exuding a heavy earthy aura.
The soil is moist and covered with a faint spiritual energy.
Obviously it was carefully processed and not done perfunctorily.
Several disciples were chatting and laughing as they walked through the medicinal fields, checking on the growth of the herbs.
They wore swords at their waists, walked lightly, and their aura was much more solemn and long-lasting than those disciples in the training ground.
Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly.
If my guess was correct, the people on the martial arts field were disciples of my sect.
Those with a heavier aura and more noble clothing must be the inner disciples, right?
"Brother Li, look at this patch of red sun ginseng. I'm afraid it was harvested within half a month! The medicinal properties must be top-notch!"
A round-faced disciple pointed ahead and spoke excitedly.
The young man called Senior Brother Li nodded slightly with a reserved smile on his face: "Well, the soil is rich in spiritual energy and the sun is sufficient. Junior Brother Zhang has really put a lot of effort into taking care of this medicinal field. I will report this to the elders later and save him some benefits."
"Of course, Junior Brother Zhang is a spiritual plant expert hand-picked by the elders..."
The other echoed, with no envy in his tone.
Chen Huaian hid behind a dense clump of purple-leaf thorns, his eyes calmly swept across the medicinal garden, listening to the idle chatter that drifted in with the wind.
There was no fluctuation in his heart, but his impression of this ordinary martial arts master improved a little.
At least this foundation was being managed fairly well, with spiritual energy gathering and spiritual plants growing vigorously, which was better than expected.
Then, that girl named Luo Chenxi, working as a keeper and handyman in this medicine garden, shouldn't have a very hard life, right?
He silently extended his spiritual sense, sweeping across every piece of land and every corner of the medicine garden.
Following a ray of divine inspiration, he quickly locked onto Luo Chenxi's location.
Chen Huaian moved slightly, and in an instant, he appeared at the target location silently.
However, the scene before him made him frown.
There was a mess in front of me and noise in my ears.
A young girl in rough linen clothes was cornered in a cold corner by four men and women dressed like servants but with domineering faces.
She was thin and held a half-worn bamboo basket tightly, her knuckles turning white from the strain.
The bamboo basket had already overturned.
A few freshly picked purple grasses, still covered with fresh soil, were scattered all over the ground.
The originally delicate purple leaves have been trampled into shape.
"Luo Chenxi, are you deaf or dumb?"
The burly female servant disciple in the lead stood with her hands on her hips, spitting almost on the girl's face, and her voice was sharp and piercing, "Manager Wang asked you to clean up the animal manure in the Fallen Leaf Valley in the back mountain! But you hid here and stole the purple grass? Did you, a lowly servant, touch this spiritual herb? You should piss yourself and look at your unlucky face!"
A male servant with a pointed face and monkey cheeks nearby immediately chimed in, saying sarcastically, "That's right! It's not enough that you killed your parents, but you still want to kill the spiritual herbs in our medicine garden? You're a jinx from heaven! No wonder everything you plant dies, you're only fit to dig out manure pits!"
"Why waste your time talking to her!" another male servant with a ferocious face shouted impatiently.
He suddenly raised his foot and kicked hard at the bamboo basket that the girl was guarding tightly.
“Bang!”
The bamboo basket, which was already half tilted, flew out of his hand, hit the stone wall heavily, and bounced to the ground.
The few remaining herbs and some miscellaneous items were completely scattered.
The girl trembled violently, as if all her strength had been drained away. She slid down to the ground, leaning against the cold stone wall.
She finally raised her head, which had been hung low.
Chen Huaian's eyes just happened to catch that stunning glimpse.
Dirty dust stained her cheeks, and a few strands of dry yellow hair wet with sweat stuck to her forehead and neck, making her look disheveled. However, the dust and dishevelment did not hide the shocking background of this face.
Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water waves, her nose is straight and her lips are beautiful.
Looks like it, really looks like it.
Compared to Liu Cui'e, Luo Chenxi can really be called Yu Yaozhen's sister.
But this girl's eyes are empty at this moment, and there is a sense of death between her brows.
It was obvious that the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect was not doing well.
It's good this way. If you live a good life, you won't have time or emotions to talk about love. If you seduce someone a little, they will take him/her away.
"I...I didn't steal..." Her voice was low, broken, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence with a crying tone.
His body was shaking like a sieve, and his arms instinctively wrapped around himself, curling up into a smaller ball, as if this could protect him from those vicious words and looks.
"You dare to talk back?" The sturdy female servant glared at her.
The big hand like a palm leaf fan was raised high, and it slapped with the sound of wind.
Bang——!
The sound of a finger snap suddenly rang out.
Visible ripples spread across the space.
Everything came to a standstill in an instant.
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