It's night, and the willow branches are above the moon.
After settling down the people in the side hall, I returned to my residence after a few banquets. After some tidying up, I turned around and sat cross-legged for a long time. I felt exhausted. I closed my eyes and wanted to meditate and rest, but I found that I couldn't enter samadhi no matter what.
There are distracting thoughts in my mind.
His mind wasn't thinking about the person in the side hall who hadn't woken up yet, but what came back and forth was Nan Fuguang's hand hanging down his side and hidden in his sleeve when he left Tao Pavilion today.
...should ask again.
Yan Jixin thought.
But then I thought that Nan Fuguang had had a blustery temper since he was a child, and she rarely lied to him because she thought she had something to say. If she concealed her injury today, he should be able to tell.
The floating clouds moved, revealing the full moon that had been temporarily covered. It was the fifteenth day. The moonlight poured in from the window lattice, and only the chirping of insects could be heard at night.
The Immortal Lord's long eyelashes trembled slightly and suddenly opened.
He sensed that someone had taken the key and entered his treasure house.
For no reason, Yan Ji'an's tense shoulders relaxed a little. He hoped that Nan Fuguang could stay in the treasure house for a while and pick out something she liked.
……
Facts have proved that Nan Fuguang was never willing to let her master down.
The moon was at the top of the sky and she entered the treasure house. She stayed there until it was almost light before leaving.
Until the moment when Yan Ji'an felt tired and wanted to take a rest, his thoughts had changed from "I hope she would take more things" to "Did she spend the whole night vowing to empty out the treasure house?"
……
The next day, Yan Jian got the answer.
Early in the morning, when the sky was still bright, the inner disciple who always followed Nan Fuguang was waiting outside Tao Pavilion.
The little girl with a round face (I don't remember her name) was holding a thick scroll. When she saw Yan Ji'an, she greeted her respectfully. Then she shook the scroll in her hand, and one end of the scroll fell to the ground with a "snap". , roll, roll, roll to the feet of Yunshang Immortal Lord.
Yan Ji'an lowered his eyes and looked.
I saw that on the unfolded scroll, there was a long list written in various categories, from fairy weapons to magic weapons, from fairy grass to magical weapons, food, use, and clothing——
Yan Ji'an glanced at it casually and saw the "Destroying Evil and Preventing Fire Yuyi", which he won one hundred and seventy-eight years ago when he went to the Kunlun Hill and the Queen Mother's Cave in the West and fought with the goddess with a leopard tail and tiger teeth and a human face for several days...
"Rain gives hairpins", 1,400 years ago, east of the Impure Sea, fighting with evil dragons that harmed the people, destroying their inner elixirs, cramping their muscles and bones...
"The Divine Whip", the length of the whip is three feet, six inches and five minutes, with twenty-one chapters and eighty-four seals. Eight hundred and forty-seven years ago, in the pure land of the world, during the Ming Dynasty, on the throne of the emperor, behind the plaque...< br>
"Fox Call Grass", whoever gets this grass gets Qingqiu. If you eat it anywhere in the world, you can teleport to Qingqiu. One hundred and twenty years ago, Qingqiu Temple...
Um.
"What is this?" Yan Ji'an asked.
Taotao held the other end of the scroll with one hand, and was caught off guard by the question. When her hand shook, she almost smashed the remaining half-drawn scroll into the expressionless handsome face of the opposite immortal.
She raised her elbow and wiped the sweat from her forehead. It took her a long time to find her voice: "The answer to your Majesty is a list."
Unfortunately, the rigidly imposed modal particles did not make her tone truly understated.
"What's left?" Yan Ji'an paused, and his tone became less smooth, "Or was it taken away?"
Taotao looked at the "treasure list" in her hand that was longer than the coastline of the Impure Sea, and did not dare to speak.
There was silence for a long time. Just when she thought that the Yuntian Sect was about to be shrouded in dark clouds, she suddenly heard a calm voice from Yan Ji'an from the direction above her head.
"..."
Taotao sweated even more, and she became more and more humble, to the point where she wished she could just disappear. She squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, "It's not that good."
"?"
"Senior Sister, she, um, she, um... threw them all into the pure pool under Qingyun Cliff."
As if to emphasize who "they" were, she raised her arms and raised the end of the scroll she was holding in her right hand.
Jingtan is a real deep pool. It is said that the Lianyuntian Sect has the largest spiritual vein. In order to encourage the disciples to progress, whether they are the sect leader or the elders or seniors of the sect, they often refine or forge immortal weapons, Put the elixir into the pool...
When Yuntian Sect's inner disciples perform outstandingly or make meritorious deeds, they are eligible to go to Jingtan to fish.
Just like the most popular card-drawing trick among ordinary people nowadays, when you stretch out your hand, what you fish out is a magical weapon refined by the elder of the Refining Pavilion, or a crooked melon, cracked date, unsharpened watermelon and all sliced watermelon made by the elder of the Medicine Pavilion on a whim. The immovable dagger depends entirely on luck.
In the past, people mentioned Jingtan in a joking tone, as if they were qualified to make a fortune there, but it was just a small bonus after meritorious service.
Today, Nan Fuguang threw in a lot of treasures that could shake up the three realms just by taking one.
The withered branches of the sacred tree are still on the head. How many years has it been since the world of immortality has produced a good thing that can compete with any of these magical weapons and immortal weapons?
Taotao gritted her teeth, doubting in her heart what she had done in her previous life
What a sin, to be sent to inform a dragon clan (who theoretically values treasures as life) in this life, such a crazy and crazy thing.
"Senior sister said that they should be used as rewards for the next martial arts competition for inner disciples."
"..."
"The good news is that since this morning, registration for the next martial arts competition has been unprecedentedly enthusiastic."
"..."
"And."
"What else?"
"..." Taotao touched the ordinary sword at her waist with trembling hands, "After throwing away the elixir, magic weapon, and fairy weapon... we, senior sister went to the weapon refining pavilion and received a green sword that all the inner disciples had. Lightsaber.”
After Taotao finished speaking, her teeth were completely sore.
In fact, Nan Fuguang not only threw things away, she also said harsh words——
"'No matter how good the sword in the treasure house is, it is not my Yaoguang sword. But the Yaoguang sword was given by the master, and I cherish it very much. If the master breaks this sword for others, then it itself has lost the meaning of being cherished. , It’s just a piece of scrap metal, what else do I have to feel sorry for? '" This slanderous summary, which was carried out with a gun and a stick, inevitably fell into silence on the spot, even after a long banquet.
……
Chiri Peak, Taohua Ridge.
"You know, those of us disciples who are not very familiar with the Immortal Master usually don't see anything similar to human emotions in him, but I saw it today. At that time, he should have gritted his teeth and only said, 'Also She can carry those things up Qingyun Cliff, it seems her hands are fine'
Passing the microphone, Taotao held her face in her hands and tried to parrot Nan Fuguang's parrot about what happened in the morning without missing a word.
As expected, Yuluo received a huge eye roll and a loud "Humph" from Nan Fuguang.
Of course it wasn't directed at her.
"Tell me what you think."
"What?"
"Then any sword in the treasure house can match the power of the blue light sword of the entire sect... What do you think? Why don't you make steamed buns to fight for your reputation?"
Nan Fuguang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he opened his mouth to say something. After thinking about it, he closed his mouth again and curled his lips: "You care about me."
She won't say things she doesn't want to say, and Taotao can't force her even if she knows it.
"So what's wrong with your hand?" Taotao asked.
"I was injured yesterday when I broke the sword, but it wasn't serious." Nan Fuguang put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "Actually, it still hurts, but I was smart. I took a Qiankun bag from the treasure house and put those I stuffed everything in before taking it to Qingyun Cliff and throwing it away, so it didn’t take much effort at all.”
Taotao said "Oh" and then widened her eyes: "Wait! It's just a Qiankun bag, what's worth putting in the Immortal Lord's treasure house?"
"I don't know, I didn't notice. It looks different from the ones distributed by the sect." Nan Fuguang shrugged indifferently, "There may be something inside. For example, after you drop blood to identify the owner, you can come and go at will. There is something in the bag. Wang Lingquan or something.”
"…………Then why don’t you drop it??"
"That's what I'm throwing away."
"..."
Okay, okay, this mysterious grade Qiankun bag is no better!
Taotao dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything, so she began to raise her hands to count whether she could get a good place in the next inner martial arts competition... She could just get a Qiankun bag!
At this time, an outer disciple came and stood respectfully outside the door to announce that the sect master had ordered everyone to gather at the Bone Bone Pavilion immediately.
"What are you going to do? Cleaning? Why should we go?" Nan Fuguang said angrily and disdainfully, "The Bone Bone Pavilion was blown up by Yan... by the old man Xianzun and the people he brought back. Who did it? Who is responsible for this? As a big man like Xianzun, doesn’t he understand this?”
"..."
There is no one in the world who holds more grudges than the senior sister of Yuntian Sect.
……
The front of the Bone Bone Pavilion is as lively as that day...
And enthusiastic.
"Senior Sister Fuguang!"
"Senior Sister Fuguang, since the generous donation from Jingtan today, that's my dad—dad!"
"Thank you, senior sister! Long live the senior sister of Yuntian Sect. You really worry about the progress of your junior brothers and sisters. You are the best!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Jumping down from the sword that was half-hanging in the air, she was drowned in the sea of voices from the surrounding disciples greeting the senior sister of Yun Tianzong on the sword. Taotao turned her head inadvertently and found that Yun Shang Xianzun seemed to be there not far away. Look here.
With his hands behind his back casually, he was still wearing the same clothes as in the morning. The True Dragon Immortal Lord, who had just lost more than half of his treasure house and was the last in the three realms, seemed mentally stable at this time.
Following his line of sight, Taotao found that he was staring at the green light sword that Nan Fuguang was putting away.
Taotao: "?"
What's there to see? It's just a handful of goods for the inner disciples. Hasn't the Immortal Lord ever seen any tatters?
Taotao pulled Nan Fuguang's sleeve. The latter had just put away his sword and was smiling gracefully, waving and greeting his fellow juniors and sisters to accept their thanks. He turned around and asked casually: "What's wrong?"
——Nothing, an evil dragon whose treasure house has just been robbed is watching you.
Just as Taotao was about to remind Nan Fuguang not to be so arrogant, she felt that the people around her suddenly became quiet, and she looked up at her strangely.
Nan Fuguang put away the joy of the last moment and stared at the distance not far away with all his concentration——
As far as the eye can see, in front of the Bone Bone Pavilion, which has been restored to its original appearance for some time, the Immortal Lord on the Clouds stands facing the wind.
instantly.
From behind the Immortal Lord, a woman wearing a training robe of an inner sect female disciple carefully leaned out half of her body, whispered something to him, and then slowly stood beside him.
Her long black hair is eye-catching, and her figure is so slender that a gust of wind can blow her away.
Nan Fuguang saw a very beautiful and flexible cheek. She always worried that her facial features were not three-dimensional and sharp enough, and her jawline was not clear enough...
However, none of these problems appeared in this girl.
After washing away the embarrassment he looked like when they first met, even the uniform and unremarkable training robe (which even looked a little old) could not conceal his beauty.
She was the woman Yan Ji'an brought back by chance.
I don't know what kind of good thing Ji'an did to her, but she woke up earlier than everyone thought.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Normally, Nan Fuguang would not have any strange thoughts about beautiful women who had only met once or twice.
The premise is that this person's hand is not hanging on her future Taoist companion every time he appears.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Why doesn’t the heroine use weapons? There will be a callback later. Don’t scold us for wasting food (no)
PS: In this article, there is no single hypocritical and vicious female supporting role, nor is there a heroine who feels aggrieved until the last chapter to whitewash her HE. They have purely different stances!
And at present, we basically suffer a lot of grievances every day, and we will definitely fight back at the speed of light within three chapters! I swear! swear! I don’t want to be scolded that much either! ! !
There are also red envelopes today ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah paw prints rotated 360 degrees, rolling on the ground, kneeling and begging woo woo woo woo