Yao Mengxun's sweet voice and looming beauty once again attracted the attention of countless monks present.
When the man heard that the girl had not refused, he was overjoyed and said loudly:
"I am Zhuo Feifan, my father is Zhuo Feifan, the swordsmith of the Immortal Sword Sect. In the spring of the year before last, my father took me and my master to Jingci Tian to pay a visit to the master of your sect, Senior Lan Qingmeng, and met Junior Sister Yao. It happened to be Junior sister is meditating in the Buddhist hall, so she has not been lucky enough to see Tianyan, but I will definitely remember Junior Sister Yao's voice and figure, so I dare to come and talk about it."
As the man named Zhuo Bufan spoke, he slowly walked to their table. When he introduced himself loudly, many people nearby cast their eyes in surprise, accompanied by audible whispers. .
"It turns out that he is Zhuo Bufan, the new generation genius of the Immortal Sword Sect."
"I heard that his father is the most potential swordsmith of the Immortal Sword Sect. He has been able to successfully refine swords up to high-grade magic weapons. Although he himself failed to inherit his father's talent for refining weapons, he was amazing during his training. She is extremely talented and has already reached the fifth level of Yuanhua before she was forty years old."
"Also, it is rumored that his brother Zhuo Feifei is even more impressive. Although he is not practicing in this sect, he is still less than forty years old and is said to have almost reached the seventh level of Yuanhua, catching up with Qingxu. Taoist Priest Dan Lin of Heaven claims that he is very likely to surpass Dan Lin and condense his soul before he is a hundred years old."
"Ha! Don't forget, the most terrifying thing is his master! This person is the world-famous sword-making master Meng Jianqiu! He is also the current city lord of Tianji City! If anyone offends him, he will kill you with an order All the swords in the sect are supplied, and it depends on how you face the enemy in battle."
Of course, the person present who felt the best about himself was Zhuo Bufan, who was dressed in white and carrying a sword. Although he had never seen Yao Mengxun's appearance, he had already heard about Yao Mengxun when he accompanied his master to visit Jing Citian. of great fame.
Rumor has it that she is the most beautiful woman in Jing Ci Tian, even their sect leader Lan Qingmeng is inferior to her, and her world-famous beauty is enough to put Baihua to shame.
What's even more rare is that Yao Mengxun is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his cultivation has already reached the third level of Yuanhua. He is not far away from himself and is more likely to reach the fifth level of Yuanhua before he is forty years old.
You know, it would take an ordinary monk at least one or two hundred years to reach the Yuan Hua realm. Yao Mengxun actually only spent more than ten years, which shows his extraordinary talent.
The most important thing is that she is the direct disciple of Lan Qingmeng and leads the practice like her master. This means that she may be able to form a Taoist partner with others in the future and does not need to always accompany the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.
Now that he actually met her in my family, he had to seize the opportunity to leave a good impression so that he could ask his master to discuss the marriage with Sect Master Lan in the future.
Zhuo Bufan's thoughts were spinning very fast, but Yao Mengxun didn't seem to be interested in him, and he didn't care at all about the random comments around him, so he replied softly:
"It turns out he is Senior Brother Zhuo from the Immortal Sword Sect. I have admired him for a long time, and the little girl has long heard that Senior Brother Zhuo is a genius."
When Zhuo Bufan heard the clear oriole-like voice saying "Senior Brother Zhuo", he felt so relieved that he wished he could immediately take off Yao Mengxun's mask to see his true face.
He is confident that he has this strength. After all, there is only one middle-aged man in the table of three here who can reach the level of concentration. There is also a senior in the concentration level at his table.
But he knew that the person standing behind Yao Mengxun was Jing Citian. He couldn't mess around. And to be honest, his status was not as valuable as Yao Mengxun's wealth, so everything had to be done slowly.
What's more, most beauties like to take their time, and Fan Shao knows this well.
"Don't dare, don't dare, Junior Sister Yao is overly praised. These false names are just promoted by Taoist friends in the world of cultivation. They are not worth mentioning. You are a guest from afar, and I would like to ask Junior Sister Yao to show your respect. I want to propose a toast to you. Junior Sister, I am here. All the spiritual stones spent on travel and accommodation will be borne by me, as a courtesy to the landlord."
Although Zhuo Bufan seemed polite and generous, he did not take Qingyun and Lei Jiang seriously at all, as if he thought these two were Yao Mengxun's servants.
Qingyun felt okay, since he didn't know him anyway, so it had nothing to do with him, he just ate the food. But Lei Jiang was very angry. Because he hid his cultivation and Yao Mengxun's signal, he didn't explode on the spot.
"Senior Brother Zhuo is so polite. The three of us are just passing by and can't stay for long. My little sister has taken advantage of Senior Brother's kindness. I would like to give Senior Brother Zhuo a drink. If you need any help when you visit the treasure land in the future, please give me your help. Please! .”
After saying that, Yao Mengxun picked up the wine glass magnanimously and drank the wine in his glass in a dignified and graceful manner without any pretense.
"Junior sister Yao, please!"
Even Zhuo Bufan himself did not expect that Yao Mengxun himself would be so easy to talk to. You must know that although he is a new generation genius in the sect, strictly speaking, his master must call Lan Qingmeng "senior".
The master's ability to be friends with Lan Qingmeng's peers was all due to his profound understanding of how to use and forge swords. Otherwise, even a monk in the realm of wind control would not be able to reach the same height as a Gui Ling monk. of.
Unexpectedly, Yao Mengxun had no intention of rejecting him at all. How could he not teach him to be happy when he saw her?
At that moment, without any hesitation, he drained his glass of wine in one gulp.
As the saying goes, drinking makes people bold. After one drink, Zhuo Bufan's mind began to become more active. Before Yao Mengxun and his party could agree, he sat down on the fourth seat.
Then one of the monks at his original table also knowingly took a pair of bowls and chopsticks for him and prepared to put them in front of him, but he refused and saw the others shouting:
"What are you doing! Will it make it difficult for me to drink so much?"
Seeing Zhuo Bufan's familiar posture, Yao Mengxun smiled calmly and said nothing, while veins on Lei Jiang's face had begun to pop out. If the lady hadn't held him down just now, Lei Jiang would have slapped him. This bastard was photographed downstairs.
Next, the people around seemed to feel that there was no excitement to watch, so they began to eat and talk about their own things.
Yao Mengxun's table was divided into two groups. On one side was Lei Jiang, who couldn't have a fit, so he had to give Qingyun a glass of wine. The two of them had a great time eating and drinking. On the other side were Yao Mengxun and Zhuo Bufan. Drink wine to "talk about the secret love".
Of course, almost all of them are Zhuo Bufan, who talks eloquently here and comments on the past and present.
Yao Mengxun shied away from being too drunk and stopped drinking after the first drink. Zhuo Bufan saw that the beauty really didn't know how to drink, so he was very gentlemanly and didn't try to persuade her, so he had to drink by himself.
Within a short while, Zhuo Bufan, who only drank wine and did not eat vegetables, already looked drunk. After a while, Yao Mengxun saw that he was almost drunk, so he took the opportunity to say:
"Since Senior Brother Zhuo is quite prestigious in your sect, Junior Sister has a heartfelt request. I would like to ask Senior Brother for your help."
Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan, who was already slightly tipsy, agreed. Then, Yao Mengxun pointed at the blue clouds with his slender hand and said:
"This young man is a friend of mine. His uncle is also a disciple of the noble sect. He came to seek refuge due to family changes. I hope that Senior Brother Zhuo can guide him and help him find his uncle. If he has any problems in the noble sect in the future, Please take care of me, senior brother."
Beautiful women seek each other, go up the knife mountain and go down the frying pan!
Zhuo Bufan felt happy again. The effect of alcohol and Yao Mengxun's looming and half-hidden face made his heart palpitate more and more. As he breathed, he slowly forgot about the secret behind Yao Mengxun. identity.
"It's all about me, Junior Sister Yao! Jingcitian is close to the wilderness. I guess you rarely appreciate the scenery of our Central Plains. Why not let Senior Brother take you to appreciate the night view of Yaoguang City later? You don't know, this Yaoguang City is the most prosperous city of our Immortal Sword Sect."
As he spoke, his lustful eyes began to wander around Yao Mengxun's body.
Perhaps because of his youth and ignorance, or perhaps because he had been playing around in the bush all year round, Zhuo Bufan became more and more aggressive. He was ready to grab Yao Mengxun's hand.
As a young prodigy of the Immortal Sword Sect, Yao Mengxun had actually heard of Zhuo Bufan for a long time. The reason why he wanted to make friends with him was mainly because he wanted to use Zhuo Bufan to help Qingyun take care of him after he entered the Immortal Sword Sect. He just expected this. People are so miserable.
Using the mind's eye is extremely labor-intensive, especially for monks who already have cultivation. However, for this Zhuo Bufan, there is no need to use the mind's eye at all. After a glass of wine, his true colors are revealed.
However, in the end, Yao Mengxun just frowned and didn't move his hand at all.
The scene in front of him made Lei Jiang unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer. If the jewel in the palm of the Demon Sheng Sect was slighted by someone in the Zhengdao Sect, how could he face Boss Yao when he went back? He might as well have died!
Just when he was about to take action to punish this evil creature who was not only a man of heaven and earth, a scolding suddenly reached the ears of several people.
"Take your dirty hands away! Show some respect to Sister Meng!"
The person who spoke was none other than Qingyun!
It turned out that the effect of alcohol also made Qingyun's originally rational thoughts become a little chaotic, but an unknown anger suddenly arose in his heart.
Although Qingyun seems to be weak on weekdays, being weak does not mean being cowardly!
On the contrary, Yao Mengxun knew best that there was an extremely firm strength in Qingyun's bones, which could be seen from his attitude towards weak lives and his strong desire to survive.
Qingyun's angry rebuke immediately made Zhuo Bufan sober. He also realized his gaffe and quickly retracted his hand.
But after all, she is also a key training target of the sect. Even if her background is not as good as Yao Mengxun, she is still a thousand times better than a mortal servant next to her, right? Being shouted at by this ant-like existence made his face really ugly.
But Zhuo Bufan also understood that if he targeted this young man now, no matter whether he was a servant or a friend of Yao Mengxun, other people present would feel that he was bullying the young, causing him great loss of face.
Fortunately, he has a group of henchmen who know his character well and are keen to support him.
