Li Fancui didn't seem to have a good impression of Wu Kun, so she naturally didn't show anything when facing him. He was always polite to others when he spoke, but Wu Kun was a little confused and infatuated. Even though he was trying not to reveal his secret, he didn't seem to notice it, and he still looked good to himself.
Maybe this is the fan of the authorities!
Considering that the other party's identity is almost the same, and they have known each other for many years, Mao Buyi will not interfere or remind Wu Kun. After all, Li Fancui didn't show any impatience, especially when he and Zeng Guofan were present. Li Fancui still kept talking, and Mao Buyi was right. Zeng Guofan didn't seem to care and wouldn't say anything on the spot.
"I have the audacity to come here to listen to the sermon, which alarmed Fellow Daoist Li, and I feel uneasy in my heart! Since the fairy said this, I can only be grateful!" Perhaps seeing that Li Fancui meant to resign, Wu Kun actually handed over his hand and saluted him again. : "If the fairy has time to go to Tianmu Mountain and Longhu Mountain in the future, a certain family will personally accompany him!"
When Li Fancui heard Wu Kun's words, she stopped again. Obviously, he didn't expect Wu Kun to pull a tiger skin to make a banner. Although Wu Kun was a treasure in Tianmu Mountain, he didn't even dare to speak loudly in Longhu Mountain, let alone have the opportunity to be a guide, because he I haven't been there a few times myself.
However, some people came back to their senses. Li Fancui still had a smile on his face. Apparently, he recalled that Tianmu Mountain belonged to Longhu Mountain. However, Li Fancui still seemed to be indifferent, and her voice became calmer: "Thank you in advance, Fellow Daoist Wu. If you are lucky enough to go to Xiaodao in the future, I will definitely go to visit Fellow Daoist!"
She seemed not to want to give Wu Kun the slightest misunderstanding. Seeing that Song Fanhua's expression did not change, she continued: "I believe it, the elder who was promoted to the altar today is a highly respected member of our sect who has not appeared for a long time. Master, I hope all three Taoist friends will gain something!"
Hearing what Li Fancui said, although he was still smiling slightly, Wu Kun suddenly understood that if he spoke any more, he would obviously make the beauty unhappy, so Wu Kun pondered for a while.
In addition to Mao Buyi and Zeng Guofan, there are also other disciples of the Xiaoyao sect here. Although he doesn't pay attention to Song Fanhua, he still has to be a bit arrogant when it comes to the sect's reputation. So even though Li Fancui was facing him, looking at the smiling reply, Wu Kun felt like he had swallowed a fly.
If you still can't understand the meaning at this time, Wu Kun, Li Yuancheng's close disciple, will have done nothing. Of course, Wu Kun felt a bit disappointed in his heart. After all, Li Fancui showed no mercy at all. Wu Kun, a self-confessed man of heaven, could not help but feel disappointed.
If you continue to pester, you will obviously be stupid! But when he looked at the fairy-like female cultivator, he didn't know how to answer for a moment!
"What do you think of these young disciples?" Seeing a few people here, in front of a high-eaves wooden window in Xiaoyao Palace, the same two people from the beginning were looking down at this side, seeming to have some emotion. meditation!
This female nun, who has been in her twenties, has a high crown that trembles slightly. Her purple clothes are fluttering, but her long eyebrows seem to be stretched out. Her pair of phoenix eyes are somewhat charming. The charm between her eyebrows and her graceful figure under the purple clothes. Her figure is really heart-pounding.
"Fan Cui is indeed the leader among this generation of disciples, and it seems that it is no fluke!" With a faint smile, he looked at the few people here, but his eyes seemed to be profound: "On the contrary, this little Taoist priest from Tianmu Mountain, It’s a bit flashy and not as good as the Shangqing Gate!”
"The rumors in Jinling City these days are indeed caused by chance. Our sect has received a truly rare event for a hundred years, and these comrades are inevitably a little jealous!" Suddenly he spoke quietly, and the face of this cultivator was a little solemn, as if Something suddenly occurred to me.
"I don't know whether it's because of the current situation in Jinling City or because they are not reconciled to what our sect has gained. These people actually sent their disciples out. I wonder how much trouble these people want to stir up?" She changed the topic lightly, although His voice was still calm, but it had become a little deeper, and it was obvious that he meant what he said.
Hearing what this cultivator said, the face of this 20-year-old Hua cultivator also froze slightly, and even a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. When he turned his head slightly to look at her, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Naturally, I understood what the words were referring to, which was why these fellow believers came to listen to the sermon.
"The Dao Gate of Jinling City has been quiet for more than ten years. I didn't expect these people to still be determined!" Xiu Zhen had a hint of helplessness on his face, but his eyes were still looking at this side quietly: "They are not interested in the gate master entering the palace. I’m still worried about this matter, so this matter is not simple!”
"Yu Xian understands!" Geng Xiansheng is the proud son of the Xiaoyao sect. This Double Ten cultivator is one of her beloved disciples, Yan Yuxian, who is in charge of Xiaoyao Palace. For her to become the person in charge of Xiaoyao Palace, it would not be possible without the support of Geng Xiansheng.
After all, the Xiaoyao Sect has many talents, and it is not just her disciples, Geng Xiansheng, who are unique. But facing the cultivators around him, Yan Yuxian was very measured, and then he thought about it and seemed to change his words before replying: "Isn't the imperial court always very cautious and does not allow disputes between Taoist sects in Jinling City?"
"Where in the world can we restrain cultivators like us? What's more, the current king is no longer the young emperor he used to be! Maybe maintaining his own glory is the greatest wish in his heart!" It seemed that he suddenly felt a little bored. Although he was still looking at the people here, his mind no longer seemed to be here.
"Uncle Master's words are alarming. Now Master is in the palace a lot. Although he doesn't send messages all the time, Yuxian has thought about some reasons. This is a way for Master to restrain himself! Thinking about it like this, Yuxian Shame on you!" Yan Yuxian suddenly smiled, as if he had figured out something.
But because of her relationship with the uncle in front of her and the fact that she was now in charge of Xiaoyao Palace, she was not only cautious in her words, but also seemed to show that she could not make decisions and choices at will on topics related to Xiaoyao Sect.
For a woman who loves beauty, it is impossible to let herself grow old slowly, so any female cultivator in the sect may have some obsessions in her heart, that is, not only can she cultivate, but she also needs to maintain a certain appearance. Seeing Xiu Zhen's expression next to her, she suddenly had an epiphany.
It’s not that some people don’t have choices, but they don’t want to make arbitrary decisions!
"There is no need to belittle yourself, you have done a good job, otherwise senior sister would not be able to let you take charge of Xiaoyao Palace!" If ordinary people heard these words, they would definitely think she was arrogant. But when Yan Yuxian heard it, he had a deep feeling, because the skill of the person next to him and his understanding of Taoism were far beyond ordinary people.
If there is anyone in this world who can truly surpass her, she must be stronger than many others!
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