The hexagonal copper bell rang softly, and a woman wearing a tight-sleeved robe and a tall figure stepped into the open carved wooden door.
As soon as you step in, the bright stars in the sky behind you disappear without a trace. The nine-petal golden lotus token hanging around your waist blooms with seven faint spiritual lights.
Inside the six-story, hexagonal building is a spacious and exquisite living room.
The first two chairs with carved sandalwood landscapes and inlaid jade plates have soft colors and smooth lines. They are obviously old and exude a light fragrance, which makes people feel calm.
Between the two wooden chairs with jade-backed mountains and rivers, there is a table, with a complete piece of ink jade embedded in the middle. On the ink jade, there are shallow lines like random splashes of ink painting, and it is surrounded by a layer of polished Smooth and delicate, dark fragrant sandalwood carved into cloud patterns looks quite free and casual.
In the center of the jade table, there is a bronze phoenix-head incense burner. There is a curl of green smoke from the burner, like clouds and fog, which surrounds half of the room, like a sea of clouds in a fairy palace.
There are also two tea cups with celadon and white jade edges. The tea lids are closed, but there are traces of tea scent overflowing from the gaps, and a refreshing tea fragrance emerges in the room.
There is already a person sitting on the right seat.
She was wearing a bright yellow floor-length skirt. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with gold and silver threads. There were waves in the sea of clouds and the sound of young phoenixes. It was gorgeous and glorious. The most magical thing was that when the woman moved slightly, the skirt was covered with flowers. There is a sea of golden clouds undulating, and the wings of the phoenix are vibrating, as if they will fly out of the skirt in the next moment.
The appearance of the woman wearing such gorgeous clothes is not inferior to that of this gorgeous dress. Her facial features are bright and majestic, her eyes are slightly raised at the end, looking forward to the sky, and her lips are bright red and full, as black and smooth as silk. On top of her bun, she wore a golden and complicated flying phoenix crown, with several tassels hanging down and huge pearls shining brightly.
Rather, she is like the emperor's daughter in the mortal world and the emperor in the heavenly palace.
As soon as the woman in the tight-sleeved robe stepped through the door, in this misty room, she immediately caught sight of this gorgeous and dazzling woman in a bright yellow dress.
A pair of heroic eyebrows flying sideways into the temples suddenly wrinkled slightly, and a sound as clear as jade stones struck each other faintly sounded, "I didn't know that Zhenjun Lanze of Wufang Pavilion would come to Beihuang to take charge. It's strange and strange. "
"What's so strange? You, True Lord Duanyi, have also come to this extraordinary place in the Northern Wilderness. It's you I'm waiting for." The bright and gorgeous woman, True Lord Lanze, raised her red lips high and painted a beautiful picture. The delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were like smoke waves, looking at Zhenjun Duanyi.
Zhenjun Duanyi glanced coldly at Zhenjun Lanze who was pretending to be coquettish, and then came to the seat on the other side and sat down indifferently.
She naturally picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and the surging spiritual power soaked into her limbs and bones.
"Speak humanly." Zhenjun Duanyi and Zhenjun Lanze have known each other for a long time.
At that time, Zhenjun Duanyi had just established the foundation. When he entered Wufang Pavilion for the first time, he met Zhenjun Lanze who was also building the foundation. Zhenjun Lanze's status in Wufang Pavilion was very important. not simple.
When building the foundation, it was also the first time to entertain customers from Wufang Pavilion.
Then he met Zhenjun Duanyi, who was also in the foundation building stage and was entering Wufang Pavilion for the first time.
The two of them are half a pound to half a pound. You say a word and I say a word, but it actually expresses feelings.
Later, the two met again in a secret realm. In that secret realm, the two also met several other people who were later regarded as close friends on the long road.
For example, the One Sword Master of Kenzhai.
Later, it became a messy relationship. Fortunately, whether it was Zhenjun Duanyi, Zhenjun Lanze, or Zhenjun Yijian, they were all resolute and bright people who sought the truth. The heart is very firm.
The few of them have gone through many things, supporting each other all the way to the Golden Core, and then to the Nascent Soul, and then returned to their sects respectively. They each stayed on their own side, but they spent much less time together.
Zhenjun Duanyi admires Zhenjun Lanze's magnanimity, while Zhenjun Lanze likes Zhenjun Duanyi's straightforwardness.
The relationship between the two is complicated, but also simple.
Hundreds of years of friendship are not fake.
Therefore, upon hearing the cold words of True Lord Duanyi, True Lord Lanze's eyes flashed with a smile, and the snow-white catkins touched his heart. His distant mountain-like brows were slightly frowned, with a heartbroken look, "Duan Yi" Yi, you don’t love me anymore. Sure enough, you still prefer that wooden lump of Yijian! My heart hurts so much."
Upon hearing this, Zhenjun Duanyi turned slightly green on his fair face. He turned to look at Zhenjun Lanze, feeling a headache. "It's nonsense, I don't love you, and I don't like Yijian either."
After saying that, Zhenjun Duanyi suddenly turned his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, his tone softened instantly, and he looked at Zhenjun Lanze affectionately, "No, Lanze, in fact, I love you the most. Look how much I love you." Sincerely, is it free?"
As soon as the word "free" came into his ears, Lanze Zhenjun Xizi's heart-warming appearance instantly collapsed, and his dignified and noble appearance instantly returned. "Ahem, Zhenjun Duanyi, welcome to Wufang Pavilion. Is there any information that Wufang Pavilion can provide for you?" Did you provide it?”
Zhenjun Lanze returned to normal, Zhenjun Duanyi naturally stopped joking, his eyebrows relaxed at the temples, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was tainted with a hint of worry, "Lanze, I want to know my little apprentice , news from Lingchu.”
"Huh? Your new little disciple? I remember, according to the information, he is a genius with immortal spiritual roots, and he is also handsome. Not bad. Duan Yi, the disciples you picked are more handsome than the last, I said , you look down on Yijian, could it be because Yijian is not handsome enough?" Zhenjun Lanze drew his hands in the air, and light curtains appeared in front of him.
Finally, the pair of snow-white catkins rested on a lifelike portrait that looked like a real person.
There, there is a graceful and graceful girl in a green dress, with picturesque features and lively eyes, as gentle and smart as jade. There are several information records on the side.
Zhenjun Duanyi looked at the lifelike portrait, with a rare trace of worry and nostalgia on his usually heroic and cheerful face.
Her well-behaved, sweet and soft little disciple.
As for Zhenjun Lanze's mutterings, Zhenjun Duanyi simply ignored them.
"Let's see, a few years ago, the space collapsed in the ancient battlefield and disappeared. However, the fire of life is still there, which means that he is still alive." Zhenjun Lanze's hands were like playing a piano, and the fingertips flicked, and countless messages in the air were Flying by, "I haven't heard of the name Lingchu appearing in recent years, but..."
True Lord Lanze's red lips curled up, and his eyes were full of contentment. "Everything that exists must be traced. My Wu Fang Pavilion's information is spread all over the world. Who can escape it?"
