Because he was in a daze, Nan Fuguang almost became the first swordsman to fall off his sword while flying in the thousands of years since the Shatuo Sky-Breaking Tree took root.
She didn't stand firm when she landed on Qingyun Cliff. When she sheathed her sword, she almost rolled to the ground, startling Taotao behind her. The little girl tightly grabbed the belt of Senior Sister Yuntian Sect to help her stand firm: " There’s no need to be so anxious. No matter how much the Yao Ge gang goes too far, they won’t tear the butcher to pieces. They’re not stupid and won’t kill people just to cause trouble for you.”
Nan Fuguang turned his head and looked down at Taotao's innocent face expressionlessly. He paused and sighed: "Taotao, let me ask you something."
Taotao: "Do you know the instinct of small animals to seek good fortune and avoid disaster? I have it too. Your tone makes me not want to hear your question."
Nan Fuguang: "What do you think is the possibility that I can successfully become a Taoist couple with Yunshang Xianzun in the end?"
Taotao: "Oh, this...zero."
Taotao's eyes widened immediately after she finished speaking, and she covered her mouth with both hands. Her dark eyes were full of condemnation, as if Nan Fuguang had secretly used "It knows and must scream" on her just now.
The senior sister of Yuntian Sect obviously didn't bother to argue with her about such slander. She didn't even feel offended by the sincere answer. She raised her hand and patted the little girl's shoulder with emotion, and the words "I think so" came to her lips. After rolling a few times without saying anything, he dropped another bombshell: "Unfortunately, the old man Xianzun just invited me to complete the contract as soon as possible."
Taotao only had one eye exposed outside her hands, and now her eyes were as wide as bells. She was shocked and a little confused: "Which immortal?"
Nan Fuguang asked strangely: "How many immortals are there?"
Taotao put down her hands and asked sincerely: "Is he crazy?"
"Yeah." Nan Fuguang nodded calmly and said, "I'm almost there too."
……
The conversation between the two could not continue because Qingyun Cliff was already too lively today.
Today, Wujin Gaogao is not seen but it is still noon, and the cliff is full of people. This is not surprising. After all, it is calculated that this is the time for the inner disciples to gather at the Qingyunya martial arts platform to compete.
Not far away in the northeast corner, there are many inner disciples on the three floors inside and three floors outside. Each disciple wears robes of different colors according to the master he joins. The group of medicine cultivators in the Medicine Pavilion are in order to fit their image of hanging pots to help the world. , most of them also wore a small square hat with tassels.
Nan Fuguang once sneered at this, thinking that this hat had no other use except delaying the fight, and it was really useless——
At this time, through the swaying tassels and the crowd of heads, Nan Fuguang clearly found the person she was looking for in the center of the crowd.
The man had already changed out of the Taoist robe that Nan Fuguang had found for him as an outer disciple. He didn't know where he got an ordinary rough dungaree. At this time, he was out of place among Taoist immortal monks. His tall stature and complexion in illness made him uncomfortable. It's more like a leopard that has temporarily restrained its edge, and is now surrounded by a group of skinny chickens who don't know the heights of the sky——
The tail of his eyebrows drooped.
Helplessness was written all over his face.
Just like the last time at the foot of the mountain, in the mortal world, he stood in the shade at the base of the wall, watching others find lame excuses to smash into his pork stall.
Perhaps to him, the serious inner disciples of the second sect in the entire world of immortality are no different from those unfashionable market gangsters.
Between the man and the other disciples, there was another thin figure standing in front of him.
"Don't come any closer. Senior Sister will come soon and she will be angry with you! Senior Sister, aren't you scared?"
The clear voice was like an oriole, mixed with anxiety - because she was the only disciple of Yunshang Immortal Lord, the girl was wearing a Taoist robe that was different from the other disciples. At this time, she was seen holding the Fulong hanging on her waist with one hand. The hilt of the sword, the beautiful white cheeks were stained with a trace of blood due to nervousness.
"What are you trying to do! This is the person brought back by Senior Sister, she should have the final say on how to deal with it!"
Lu Sang stood firmly in front of the man. At this time, the two of them were facing off against many inner disciples. There was only a little space behind them to settle down, and they were almost about to fall off the edge of Qingyun Cliff.
When Nan Fuguang approached silently, the pig butcher seemed to sense something. He raised his eyelids, looked over Lu Sang's shoulder, and looked at the gloomy-faced Senior Sister of the Yuntian Sect through the crowd.
Then his expression gradually changed from helpless to relaxed.
Nan Fuguang didn't think much about it at first, but seeing him like this, the anger in his heart suddenly rose.
A man stepped forward, pushed aside the other inner disciples who were blocking him, pulled Lu Sang away smoothly, and walked to the pig butcher and grabbed his collar. The man who was as tall and strong as a hill was He was forced to bend his back, and the two faces so close to each other looked at each other.
"..." the pig butcher asked, "Huh? What does it smell like on you?"
Nan Fuguang froze with an expression ready to curse, and braked suddenly. He never expected to be scolded first.
Nan Fuguang: “What does it smell like?”
Pig Butcher: "Animal smell."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to pull Nan Fuguang's face, and moved closer, about to study it carefully——
This habit of being arrogant and treating everyone as transparent...
Nan Fuguang slapped his hand away with a dark face.
"I advise you to mind your own business. Have you asked enough questions? It's my turn." Nan Fuguang asked him, "Is there something wrong with my memory? How do I remember that I sent you back to Taohua Ridge after breakfast?"
The butcher blinked, glanced at the red back of his hand, and slowly retracted his hand: "That's right, but you have to eat after breakfast."
Nan Fuguang thought to himself, just fart, I’m looking at you and you haven’t even taken a few bites, let alone——
"How did you get down from Chiri Peak, which is so high?! How did you get up from Qingyun Cliff, which is so high?!"
"Two legs."
This man exerted endless strength all day long, and a hole in his chest and half of his body was recorded by the Lord of Hell, which did not affect his performance at all. Nan Fuguang let him go angrily, hating that the Yuntian Sect Medicine Pavilion was not properly opened. A few acres of spiritual land, otherwise he would be introduced to plowing.
In front of so many people, she had a dark face but didn't want to blame the pig butcher here. If all her ignorance of the rules fell into the ears of others, it would turn out to be that she didn't teach the rules (which was a fact). She raised her hand and offered her green Light saber, about to jump up and take away the pig killer——
At this time, someone in the crowd shouted "Slow down".
Nan Fuguang had a headache after hearing that childish voice. She kept one foot on the green light sword and was about to run away at any time. She turned around and asked Xie Hui, saying that if he loses in the sword fight, he won't. If we continue to question the existence of this slaughtered pig, how can we not keep our words?
Children, of course, are the epitome of words that don’t mean what they say. When they are happy, they can have goldfish heads and no more memories than a cup of tea.
Xie Hui crossed his arms, with Bai Zhi standing behind him. Nan Fuguang seemed to see the two people that Yuntian Sect hated the most merged into one. At this time, the chief disciple of the Medicine Pavilion said: "This has nothing to do with that. You don't abide by women's ways, and you think about everything day and night." I think it's your business, but Yuntian Zong is The Immortal Alliance is a large sect, connected by mountains and mountains, and they are all important places. He, an outsider, appears in Qingyun Cliff with such arrogance. If he spies on the secrets, even if you kneel in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet for 10,000 years, it won't be enough to apologize!"
Nan Fuguang thinks he is very ridiculous. A mortal who kills pigs, even if he is sitting guarding Qingyun Cliff from morning to night——
"Are you afraid that he will secretly learn the sword flying technique that will knock you off your butt, or that he will steal the formula of a hemostatic medicine that you claim to be the best in the medicine pavilion, but in fact, the wound cannot be healed even after applying it for three days and nights?"
Bai Moxi is the disciple of the Elder of the Medicine Pavilion. Naturally, he knows that Yunshang Immortal Lord has asked them for wound medicine in the past few days. He also knows that the wound medicine is of no use. His master is feeling bald because of this.
He was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, but it was difficult for other disciples to refute openly when faced with such embarrassing things. He said "you" to Xie Hui for a long time and then kicked Xie Hui.
The little fat man put his hands on his hips: "What nonsense! You have violated the rules of the sect by bringing outsiders into Yuntian Sect without permission! Do you dare to say otherwise?!"
Nan Fuguang turned around and said seriously to Lu Sang, "I'm sorry." Then, when the junior sister of Yuntian Sect looked confused, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "Isn't the junior sister Lu Sang you love also Yun Tianzong?" The Immortal Lord brought it back like this, why didn’t you jump out and call the Immortal Lord shameless?”
Yan Ji'an's position in Yuntian Sect and even in the entire world of immortality is so stable.
Just saying the words "calling the Immortal Lord shameless" was enough to cause a commotion among the disciples. Shock was written on everyone's face. Xie Hui was choked, obviously he did not expect Nan Fuguang to dare to say so, with a fat face The pouty face is now as bulging as a mushroom with an umbrella open after rain: "Nan Fuguang! I advise you not to talk about the Immortal Lord all the time. You have been domineering and prosperous these years, but relying on his past relationship with you Promise to become a Taoist couple!”
Nan Fuguang: "Ah...about this matter——"
Xie Hui: "Now that Shenfeng has returned to his throne, I want to see if this contract can proceed smoothly! The second half of the marriage tree is not just about the wooden plaques with the names of you and the immortal!"
Nan Fuguang always felt that this matter was not honorable, and it was not worth shouting about. She subconsciously turned around and glanced at Lu Sang. Sure enough, her face was red with embarrassment, and she didn't care about Nan Fuguang taking her. An analogy can be made with what Yan Ji'an brought back to Yuntian Sect.
She stepped forward and said quickly: "Senior sister, don't get me wrong, that's not——"
Xie Hui: "It's not what it's not! Look in the mirror! How could the Immortal Lord not choose you or this crazy woman if he has eyes!"
Isn't it a curse word to look in the mirror?
Nan Fuguang was about to say something, but Taotao, who had been standing behind her, couldn't listen anymore. Xie Hui was not the only one in the Yuntian Sect with a loud voice. Taotao made a mistake and rushed to the little fat man: "Wow! Say it!" Great! How did you know that the Immortal Lord urged you to choose an auspicious day to complete the Taoist partnership with our senior sister as soon as possible?”
Nan Fuguang: "..."
When Taotao finished speaking, the surroundings were silent for a moment.
The disciples were all shocked that this first-hand news came so unexpectedly.
Lu Sang, on the other hand, swept away the embarrassment and nervousness for a moment, and opened his eyes slightly in shock to look at Xiang Nan Fuguang.
Nan Fuguang raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose unnaturally. Although what Taotao said was true, it didn't stop her from feeling like she was digging her toes into the ground...she turned around and looked at it. The pig butcher behind him was as usual, with a vague smile on his lips. The fairy sister I like wants to form a contract with someone else, and I don’t know what he is smiling at.
Then Bai Zhi was the first to react and sneered: "Really or not, Taotao, did you hear it while hiding under the bed of the Immortal Lord?"
Xie Hui laughed quickly: "Did the Immortal Lord sleep on your bedside and tell you last night?"
"Impossible" "They are about to dissolve the contract" "I thought it was a matter of time" "Isn't it difficult for the Immortal Lord to talk about this, so he keeps putting it off" "Is the wooden plaque of the Marriage Tree still there?" "Then God What should I do with Phoenix?”——
After being brought into rhythm by the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion, the buzzing discussion could be heard faintly in the crowd.
There were also those who hated fatalism and were willing to support Nan Fuguang, so they simply started arguing with those around them.
It’s just that the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion were very skeptical. Headed by Xie Hui and Bai Zhi, they loudly asked Nan Fuguang, how could you even dare to have such delusions? Huang Yao, who created Yunshang Immortal Lord, do you really think you are the senior sister of Yuntian Sect? Can you get away with it?
Nan Fuguang couldn't answer this question.
After all, she was the one who just ran away from Tao Pavilion as if a ghost was chasing her.
She turned around and boasted about this matter endlessly, and it reached Yan Ji'an's ears. Where did she put her face?
Lu Sang held her Taoist robe and called her "senior sister" pitifully, as if she was also waiting for an answer.
Nan Fuguang kicked the green light sword that was still floating at his feet a little irritably, thinking about what version of the rumors would turn into if he jumped on the sword and ran away...
At this time, the pig butcher made a brief snorting noise from behind. She raised her eyebrows and turned around to ask the ancestor what was wrong.
The butcher's face is not good-looking - yes, anyone with a big hole in his chest will have a bad look if he climbs up a hundred-foot-high mountain or a hundred-foot-high cliff - so of course he brought it upon himself to have a face as white as paper.
He said it was so noisy that he felt like vomiting.
Nan Fuguang said what a coincidence. Do you think I don’t want to?
The two of them talked like no one else and did not lower their voices at all. Xie Hui was so angry: "Who wants to vomit the most now - who is spreading the rumor that Yunshang Immortal Lord will really become a Taoist couple with Nan Fuguang?" Rumor?”
"I am."
The five senses of the golden elixir stage monk were superior to those of everyone present. His ears suddenly caught the cold voice and the familiar sound of copper bells. Nan Fuguang closed his mouth. At first, he thought he was being driven crazy and had an illusion.
Until someone from the inner disciples team also let out an exclamation——
The bronze bell sound is three-dimensional and clear.
Accompanied by the sound of his robes fluttering in the cold wind, the Immortal Lord, who had just changed his dressing and had not tied up his hair, descended from the sky with a sword in the distance. His long black hair was flowing in the wind, entangled with the long light flaxen robe, calling out. The real Taoist Immortal Style is just four characters that have become a concrete rationality.
Everyone was dumbfounded to see the Immortal Lord on the Cloud stepping on a broken feather sword and coming from afar. Several golden lotuses bloomed like steps from under his feet. He stepped on the lotus step by step and landed on Qingyun Cliff, standing still.
He turned his head and looked down at Xie Hui, a little fat man who was just a little taller. His tone had nothing to do with the morality of "respecting the elderly and loving the young", and said coldly: "I want to become a Taoist couple with Nan Fuguang. Who is against it?" < br>
The sound of the breath is not high, but it penetrates the true energy. It is transmitted like a loud sound and strikes the periosteum of each disciple's ear in Qingyun Cliff.
...It can no longer be called Qingyun Cliff.
So quiet after all.
It is more appropriate to call it Qingyun Mass Grave.
……
"Well, this is a private matter."
A soft voice sounded from the crowd.
"Master, the first priority is to let Senior Sister take away this outsider from the sect first."
Lu Sang stood behind the crowd. His face, which had been unsightly since before, was as pale as if he had seen a ghost. His clear black and white eyes looked at the Yunshang Immortal who stood out from the crowd like a flock of independent people.
It's really pathetic.
It's a pity that she was really playing the piano to Niu. Niu didn't even raise her head. Yan Ji'an seemed to have just noticed that she was here. She only glanced at Qingpiao without saying anything.
This was probably more uncomfortable than killing her.
The first time Nan Fuguang smelled the aura of Shura Field, he said in a panic, "I still have something to do." The first person to leave with a sword was Junior Sister Lu Sang. The reaction of the disciples of Bi Yao Pavilion who were stunned on the spot because they were struck by thunder Hurry up...
No one dared to raise their voices to remind the panicked figure that flying with a sword was prohibited in the sect.
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Nan Fuguang once again had a secret feeling.
I accidentally thought of the script "The Overbearing Immortal Lord Depends on Me". According to the development of the plot, if the heroine is heartbroken and sheds tears, it will become one of the crimes for the female supporting character to have her heart ripped out in the future.
So Nan Fuguang pointed in the direction Lu Sang left: "She's gone."
Immortal Master Yunshang looked at him with calm eyes: "You do have time to worry about others."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Yunshang Immortal: "What about me?"
Everyone: "..."
no!
My teeth are sore!
Immortal Lord!
The fact that I personally confirmed the Taoist companionship contract with the senior sister of Yuntian Sect and even put it on the agenda was actually worthy of the front page headline of the last "Three Worlds Bao Inquiry" and competed side by side with "Dari Mine Collapse" for the top spot on the hot search list. .
Yunshang Immortal himself looked matter-of-fact, as if he was stating an established fact.
He kept the expression of "I didn't do anything" and said to Nan Fuguang: "You haven't answered yet."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Mainly because I can't answer.
Yan Ji'an: "What's the answer?"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Just when Nan Fuguang was hesitating whether she should be the one to refute the rumors this time, and emphasized that she hadn't thought about it yet, a broad and warm hand touched her shoulder from behind——
Nan Fuguang frowned, and turned around to emphasize to Sha Zhu that now was not the time to cause trouble. She was facing the embarrassment of rushing ducks to the shelves, but when she turned around, she found that the face of the person behind her was already frighteningly pale.
His forehead was soaked with cold sweat, as if he was enduring great pain.
Nan Fuguang was startled and asked him what was wrong. Was the hole enlarging?
The man moved his lips and seemed to want to say it was okay, but when he opened his mouth, a pained moan escaped from the corner of his lips. He raised his hand to cover the place between his chest and abdomen, where there should have been a big hole, and said calmly: "Maybe it was because of the mountain climbing just now. Urgent..."
Nan Fuguang said: "You deserve it. I told you not to go anywhere except Taohua Ridge——"
Pig Butcher: "The fetus has moved."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
The disciples of Yun Tian Sect looked over with a "shua", and the Immortal Master Yun Shang who was standing not far away also turned his face. Nan Fuguang swore that this was the only time in her life that she saw a clear and capitalized question mark on her master's face. .
Nan Fuguang gritted his back teeth and said, "Would you like to stop thinking about it? Is this the time to joke?"
A large drop of cold sweat hung on the man's angular jaw, which was teetering on the edge of collapse. He said: "I may have to give birth prematurely."
Yan Ji'an: "?"
Disciples of Yuntian Sect: "??"
Nan Fuguang: "????"
Wouldn't it be more interesting to watch her being forced to death by Yunshang Xianzun?
Why on earth is this bad joke that should have expired during breakfast still being played now?
(End of chapter)
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