Cangshan.
Shen Xuan stood in the stands with his hands behind his back and watched the young disciples practicing sword practice below. He was wearing a green shirt and had a calm temperament, his eyes were like stars and his brows were clear.
The young disciple practicing below was boiling as if a pot had exploded.
The first sword move——
"Oh my god! Senior brother is here to see us! Be serious!"
"Eldest brother, what you are wearing today is so handsome... I'll go buy something similar to the one you wear when I take a break, okay?"
"Wake up! The sect is unified. It's your own fault if you don't look good."
The second sword move——
"Elder brother looks really good today..."
"When does Senior Brother not look good?"
The third sword move——
"Hey, what kind of woman do you think Senior Brother likes?"
"What nonsense! How can anyone be worthy of senior brother?"
"Stop talking, stop talking! Senior Sister Fang is here!"
The girl in white clothes walked past with a cold face, the conversation suddenly stopped, and all she could hear was the sound of swords.
She walked to Shen Xuan and stood side by side with him. She looked at him and complained with a slightly helpless tone: "Brother, when you come here, they don't practice seriously anymore just to see you."
Shen Xuan nodded to her and said, "Sorry." There was no emotion on his face.
"Forget it, I'm used to it. If you don't talk about this, senior brother, why did you come to see me for anything?" Fang Qiya waved her hand and asked.
"The martial arts meeting is scheduled for the tenth day of next month. Master asked me to come over and tell you that I need to make some preparations."
"Myself?"
"And Junior Sister Cheng, please discuss with Junior Sister Cheng to arrange accommodation and reception for each sect. She will be here soon."
"Junior Sister Cheng..." Fang Qiya sighed, okay, few people in Cangshan Mountain are willing to work. The elders are just hands-off shopkeepers. Idle clouds and wild cranes can roam freely. The juniors have not grown up yet, and they are the only ones who cannot go up. The mainstay of the group supported the situation by holding on to his head.
"Senior Brother! Senior Sister Fang!" After saying this, I saw a girl in yellow robe jumping up from below, her long hair playfully tied behind her head with a headband, a round face and round eyes. Looks smart and cute.
"Let's go in and talk." The three of them, Shen Xuan, standing here were too disturbing to the young disciples' practice, so the junior disciple who was supervising them below accused them with their eyes and left.
Shen Xuan repeated what he had said before, and said to Cheng Suisui: "After all, most of the financial resources in the mountain are donated by your family. This time the expenses are quite large. Master asked you to follow along and take a look."
Cheng Suisui's family was born into a merchant family and was engaged in the silk and satin business. She was considered wealthy in the entire Dazhao Dynasty. However, she was the only daughter and the youngest in the family. When she was young, her father sent her to Cangshan Mountain to keep fit due to her frailty. As she gets healthier, her family will donate a large sum of hard-earned money to the mountains every year.
Originally, their master, Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen, didn't want to accept it, but Master Cheng couldn't bear it and gave him too much! Too much! Ten thousand taels of silver a year! What a concept! They used to live in poverty with only 500 Wen a month, farming their own land and vegetables, and then doing some work for others and helping others to live a tight life!
Moreover, Cheng Suisui, who was young at the time, said: "If you don't take advantage of your family and think that Master has no ability, Master is worth it!"
They are just practicing Taoism and have not become immortals. They can't drink the northwest wind, right? So after a lot of pushing and pulling, I finally accepted it. It is indeed because of the extra money that the life and diet of the Cangshan disciples who have always been poor have improved a lot. The disciples can also concentrate on practicing without worrying about life. In their spare time, Planting trees, flowers, fruits, and vegetables is to cultivate one's sentiments, not to cry out for food.
At this point, life in Cangshan was getting better day by day. To get rich, the Taoist priests all understood the principle of planting trees first and then building roads. In the past ten years, they had won the right to host the Martial Arts Association for the first time.
Cheng Suisui knew the situation of his sect very well. He patted his chest and said with a smile: "I will not embarrass our Cangshan! I will pay for Senior Sister Fang's efforts!"
"Well, you can discuss the details later. Accommodation on the mountain is limited. Go to the foot of the mountain and book a room with the innkeeper in advance. I want to go back and report to the master, so I will leave first."
Fang Qiya hummed and looked at Shen Xuan's figure, her eyes showing a little loneliness.
"Senior sister, do you still like senior brother?" Cheng Suisui took out a candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He said to himself without waiting for her answer, "What's so good about a man like senior brother? Although he seems approachable, he actually exudes the aura of "Stay away from me" from within. He is strict and strict with himself on weekdays. It's so tiring to like him! After so many years, it's time to cover up a stone, the world Where there are no fragrant grasses, why bother to hang yourself from the southeastern branches. It’s harmful, but senior brother only has one face that can be seen, and the beautiful skins are all the same... In my opinion, they are not as cute as the small roads."
"Here, senior sister, eat some candy, it's very sweet."
Xiao Luzi is the gatekeeper at the foot of the mountain. He is smart and sweet-tongued. In her opinion, he is many times better than his senior brother.
"Look at your mouth, it's going to be sewn shut by senior brother. Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible for me and senior brother." Fang Qiya was forced to put a candy in her hand, lowered her head and sighed.
Fang Qiya has a standard beauty face, with small and exquisite facial features, and a pair of tender eyes under her eyebrows. Due to her martial arts training, her whole person is full of heroic spirit, and her every frown, every smile, and every move are unbearable. Zhu lamented Nuwa's partiality when creating human beings.
Cheng Suisui looked at her and said seriously: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful, you have suitors all over Cangshan Mountain. If you really don't like them, why don't I introduce you to a few? They are all rich people! Very, very rich people. That kind!" Cheng Suisui drew a big circle in the air with both hands, and her exaggerated body movements successfully made Fang Qiya laugh.
"Thank you so much."
…
Demonic Cult.
Ruan Xianbei, who learned that the martial arts meeting was going to be held in Cangshan Mountain, decided to attend.
She wiped her mouth and put down the fruit she was eating, picked up the message Yun Cai brought back and ran to the leader's study.
"Holy girl, the leader is busy." The boy at the door saluted her.
"Oh? You don't want to stop me, do you? Just back off." Ruan Xianbei turned his head and smiled at him. The boy was numb and shook his head quickly, bowing his head and retreating.
The expression on the saint's face as if she wants to eat someone is so scary!
She walked in, slapped a piece of paper in front of the leader, and said, "Brother, I want to go to this."
Ruan Yan had already heard the movement at the door. He raised his head from the pile of official duties, glanced at her, and said calmly: "No."
Ruan Xianbei lay on the table, put her face in front of him with a playful smile and said, "Brother, I can't go, I want to find my chosen one."
Ruan Yan, who was completely interrupted from her work, raised her hand and drew a cross on her face with a brush, and said helplessly: "Speak to me carefully, what kind of mess is the chosen one? Where did you learn these things recently? Don’t you welcome the devil’s saint to participate? Besides, your injury has healed?”
"That's almost it. Didn't I tell you about the dream I had before? I want to see it." Ruan Xianbei walked around the table and squatted next to Ruan Yan, holding his arm coquettishly, and wiped the ink stains off his face. Rubbing on his clothes, even my own brother can't resist the attack. A coquettish woman is the best!
"By the way, brother, it was last time...it was spread outside that Xuanxin Jue and Yuheng Lingshi are the treasures of our town. Do you know?" Ruan Xianbei suddenly asked Ruan Yan, raising his head with an expression. Unintentional and innocent, but actually she was observing his face carefully.
However, Ruan Yan's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "What do you think? These are all rumors. You must know that your inner strength is Xuanxin Jue. Don't go if you don't know. Stay and practice."
Because of Ruan Xianbei's injury, Ruan Yan was furious. He was angry that Ruan Xianbei was too kind and his skills were not as good as others. He was also angry that rumors were circulating outside that he was too evil. Although Ruan Yan knew that spreading rumors was uncontrollable, it was already so bad and related to his sister that he could no longer remain calm. On that day, Ruan Yan sent an order to the believers who were outside. Those who heard rumors about the saint were not to be polite and took action directly.
Spreading rumors is fun for a while, but you will pay with your life that night! This quick and direct behavior caused some minor disturbances. When those who liked to spread rumors and cause trouble realized, Ruan Yan had called everyone back to practice behind closed doors.
"I know! How could I not know! That's not because I have a very good nature and a very talented person." Ruan Xianbei couldn't see anything unusual on his face, so he laughed and brought the topic away.
"Brother~ I really want to go to the martial arts club, it's really important!"
The topic returned to the martial arts meeting. Ruan Yan met her sincere eyes and asked her: "How many people are you going to take with you this time?"
"Bring Yunzhi Yuncai."
"No, bring two more. Elder Jin and Elder Wang will go with you."
Ruan Xianbei refused: "Too many! What if we fight on the road if they don't see eye to eye! Besides, Elder Jin gave me a lot of treasures and just wanted me to let him go and let him go into seclusion."
"Then don't go." Ruan Yan was too lazy to bargain with her anymore. After recovering from her injury, this girl seemed to have opened up the Ren and Du channels, and her sharp tongue could never defeat her.
"Go, go! Just one! I'm enough to take care of Elder Wang. You don't know how afraid they are of me recently. I didn't know that the Demon Cult's name was so useful before -" After saying this, she was afraid that her brother would regret it. She began to talk endlessly about her recent arrogant and domineering glorious achievements.
Seeing his brother's handsome face gradually distorting, Ruan Xianbei quickly shut up and prepared to slip away.
Ruan Yan knocked on her head and said helplessly: "Stop it here. Remember to disguise yourself when you are outside, don't run around, and pay attention to safety. By the way, there is also──"
When she got up to leave, he called her back and stopped talking.
Ruan Xianbei walked to the door and was stopped by him. He turned back and smiled brightly at him.
"I know, I know, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."
…
Ruan Yan has a headache. He used to worry that his sister was too kind and she would be hurt as a saint of the demon sect. Now he is worried that his sister was too violent and he, as the leader of the cult, and everyone else in the cult would be hurt.
But he couldn't bear to see her look so happy now.
That's all, write a letter to your second brother and ask him to look at it more.
