While the little fox was busy flipping through the second story book.
Skylark, who was stepping on the storybook, suddenly said: [Zhenjun Yuhua has gone out. 】
The little fox suddenly raised his head: [What did you say? 】
Yunque immediately imitated Zhenjun Yuhua's tone: [Ouyang, I'm going out to visit friends these days. Keep an eye on your junior sister and tell her not to be busy with those things. Dump whatever you can to Wanbao Pavilion. To Wanbao Pavilion, she must practice well herself. 】
[The same goes for you, don’t just worry about the spring and autumn all day long. With your cultivation level, you are not far away from a breakthrough, but you have to think carefully about your cultivation experience... If your junior sister asks you to help, you should also help. You are much older than her, so don't argue with her all day long. 】
Before it had finished explaining everything, the little fox felt it.
The pressure that had been hanging over Yuhua Peak dissipated like running water. Not far away, the figure of True Lord Yuhua was rapidly getting smaller, and then disappeared into the sky.
The little fox jumped down from the table in an instant: [Put away the storybook and restore it to its previous appearance. Don't let Lian Wan find out. 】
lark:? ? ?
Skylark: [What does it look like? I don't remember? 】
[You, a third-level spiritual beast, can’t even do this well? 】
Before the message could be heard, the little fox had disappeared.
Skylark turned and asked the golden eagle outside: "Do you know how the storybook was arranged before?" 】
Golden Eagle: [How do I know? I can't even enter the house. 】
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The other side.
The senior brother who had been "in seclusion" for many days finally appeared outside the sect's main hall and came to see his master to pay his respects.
Ouyang Ling also rushed to the entrance of the hall with his sword after being instructed by his master.
"Elder brother." Ouyang Ling put away his sword and saluted.
Su Yuanqing stood upright and nodded slightly at him: "Junior Brother Ouyang."
Ouyang Ling followed him, thinking that no wonder the junior sisters all liked their senior brother.
This kind of man who is secretive about his emotions and anger looks more sophisticated and charming than the overt one like him.
Look at Yu Xun, he has always been reticent before, doesn’t he look amazing?
It was only recently that he was suddenly exposed, and he realized that this guy was actually not that smart, and even a little stupid.
Maybe he really shouldn't be fooling around with his junior sister all day long and needs to restrain himself.
In the main hall, two groups of people were chatting about their own affairs.
The sect master smiled and said: "Yuan Qing, you are finally out of seclusion. This seclusion is so sudden, is it because you have some temporary insights?"
The two stewards who were discussing the details of the press conference, as well as several disciples gathered around them, all looked at the door.
"It is true that I have some insights, so much so that I delayed the important events of the sect, and the disciple apologized."
"No delay, no delay~" True Lord Yuehua waved his hand, "Cultivation is still the most important thing. Isn't it that we hold the sect competition to improve the cultivation of our disciples?"
Su Yuanqing: "After I came out of seclusion, I heard that there were still many things to do here, so I came to see what I could help with. Junior Brother Ouyang was also sent by my uncle to help."
Ouyang Ling bowed beside him: "I also have some connections in my clan who should be able to help."
True Lord Yuehua nodded: "That's fine."
Most of the people that Wanbao Pavilion can invite are their customers, send invitations widely, or contact them directly using voice transmission orders.
Wuhua Sect is responsible for inviting people, and most of them are big sects and relatively high-level monks that they have good relationships with. Those with good relationships may just send a message, but those with average relationships or the other party's status is relatively high, you have to go and invite them in person.
This is what Zhenjun Yuhua went out for.
In addition, for some small sects or small forces, if Wanbao Pavilion and Wuhua Sect take action, it will look like a cannon to swat mosquitoes.
The person being invited may even think:
how? You big and powerful people usually ignore us, but now you suddenly come to us? Could it be that there is some ulterior conspiracy?
So these people need to find other people to contact.
Zhu Rongxue smiled and said: "Junior Brother Ouyang, it just so happens that there are some families here that we don't know how to invite. I would like to trouble you to see if there are any familiar ones."
Ouyang Ling came over to take a look and sent a message to his father on the spot.
The excited voice of Patriarch Ouyang almost spread throughout the entire sect hall: "Okay, okay! When will the press conference be held, I will arrange it right now!"
Ouyang Ling turned his back to everyone, covered the voice transmission command and whispered: "Father, please lower your voice."
The head of the Ouyang family shouted loudly: "What did you say? What clothes are you going to wear then? Is it grand? I'm going to customize it now..."
Ouyang Ling wiped his forehead: "No, there will be a lot of people there, and no one will care what you wear. Can you help invite Uncle Song and Uncle Qiu?"
The head of the Ouyang family: "Why do you call them? When we go to Wuhua Sect together, how can I show off to them?"
Ouyang Ling:...
Ouyang Ling: "No, dad..."
The head of the Ouyang family: "It must be impossible! They didn't call me when there were good things before. Why should I call them? Their own descendants can't join the big sect. It's because they don't have the ability, so I won't call them!"
Ouyang Ling's head got bigger.
His father often had conflicts with the two families in the same city. For a while, things were going well, and they cooperated in various ways. The next time, they would quarrel again... I didn't expect that it was a cold war period recently.
With so many people here, including the sect leader, he was completely embarrassed.
Lian Wan came over and said, "Uncle Ouyang?"
Patriarch Ouyang: "Huh??? You are..."
Lian Wan smiled and said: "Uncle Ouyang, I am Lian Wan, senior brother Ouyang's younger sister. Did he ever mention me to you?"
Patriarch Ouyang: "Uh... I mentioned it, I mentioned it."
Lian Wan: "Uncle Ouyang, I have a good idea that will make Uncle Song and Uncle Qiu mentioned by my senior brother look at you in the future. I wonder if you are interested..."
Patriarch Ouyang: "Oh? Say it."
Lian Wan: "Senior brother can come to Wuhua Sect, but the two uncles' families have no descendants who can come. Senior brother is the direct disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun, so the two younger brothers and sisters in the family can't compare...Wuhua Sect is holding a press conference this time , Senior brother can invite family members, but the two uncles have no chance and can only come through you?"
The head of the Ouyang family seemed to be deep in thought and remained silent.
Lian Wan continued his efforts: "Our Wuhua Sect is now cooperating with Wanbao Pavilion. This time we invite monks from all over the world, and we don't know what they will do next time. If they want to deal with major sects and high-level monks, they will inevitably have to deal with them in the future. You have a good relationship. Just let them see that if they have a good relationship with you and you are in a good mood, you can give them more opportunities. If they show off to you, you will not give them any opportunities in the future. .”
The head of Ouyang's family slapped the table: "Okay, okay! I'll invite someone right now! Little girl, you are very good."
Soon, the communication with the voice transmission order was cut off.
Lian Wan returned the token to Ouyang Ling.
Ouyang Ling looked at her and then at the people around her.
There was an unfamiliar junior brother who was suppressing a smile.
Zhu Rongxue, who was usually more serious, was covering the lower half of his face with his sleeves, coughing hard, and his face was red.
With a smile on his face, the sect leader praised Lian Wan: "Wan'er is still amazing~"
Lian Wan waved his hand and said sheepishly: "Thank you, thank you~"
And senior brother...
Ouyang Ling didn't care about being embarrassed, so he closed his eyes and then opened them, closed his eyes and then opened them, closed his eyes and rubbed them before opening them again.
Did he read that correctly?
Senior brother is also looking at Lian Wan smiling?
That smile is a bit doting.
The next second, the senior brother turned his head and met his eyes.
The smile disappeared instantly, as if what Ouyang Ling saw just now was an illusion.
