Her eyebrows were so beautiful and so cold and sharp that the face of the young man in front of her suddenly changed. He quickly put away his previous unwilling expression and lowered his head timidly.
However, when she saw him lowering his head, the beautiful woman's face did not calm down at all. Instead, her eyes flashed sharply, and she became even more angry.
Seeing this, Chu Zhenqun quickly walked to the boy's side, saying words of comfort while helping him up.
"Chu Zhuangye has learned the identity of the foundation-building monk. He is not an important person. Once I give him a few instructions to prepare a large sum of money to silence his mother at home, the matter will be settled.
"The other monks have nothing to do with him. They have been talking about it for the past few days. How can they still hold on to it when the matter calms down?"
The young man stood up, and the beautiful woman had no intention of asking him to kneel down again. With a move of her beautiful hand, she half-hugged her beloved son into her arms, with a look of sadness in her eyes: "I'm just afraid. I heard that Master Fu Ya has a very unruly personality and accepts disciples." It all depends on fate. Although we have purchased spiritual materials for the Master over the years and won his favor, depending on Pan Yu's intention, it will not be easy for Man'er to join the Master's family.
"It happened that something happened again at this time. If the news reaches Pan Yu's ears and he informs the Master, wouldn't it leave the Master with a very domineering impression?"
"Mei Lan, don't worry too much!" Chu Zhenqun, Dama Jindao, sat down beside her, waved his big hand and said, "Pan Yu just relies on his reputation as a disciple of the Master to dare to do it in front of us. Just to show his majesty, Master Fuya is famous in Dingxian City. He has many disciples, but only a few Guihe Zhenren are very popular with him and have his heart and guidance. Disciples such as Pan Yu, the master may not even I’ve almost forgotten his appearance.”
Hearing this, the beautiful woman's eyebrows became even more worried, and she murmured: "It is precisely because I am afraid that the Master has too many disciples, and will not be able to stand out, and will be treated like those mediocre people."
Chu Zhenqun quickly offered words of comfort: "Since you are a talented person, why should you be afraid of not being able to get ahead? No matter what happens, your mother is still here. She has been in the inner city for a long time, and she will definitely be able to find a good mentor for Man'er."
The beautiful woman sighed slowly, hugged her beloved son tighter, and said after a long time: "Are you going out to meet the disciples of the Hunde Formation Sect?"
"Exactly." Chu Zhenqun nodded.
"Most of the disciples in the sect are proud and noble in character, but Pan Yu is also stubborn and complacent. You must be careful not to let them have conflicts, otherwise no matter which side they are, we will not be able to afford to offend them. ." She gave a few earnest instructions, touched the young man's face and said, "You don't have to interact with the disciples of the sect, you just need to get acquainted with Pan Yu. If you become a disciple of the Master in the future, you two will be brothers in the same sect. It’s also good to have someone to take care of you.”
The young man said hello, looked at his mother's expression, and saw that her anger was almost gone, then he leaned on her shoulder and said, "My son has taken a fancy to a protective magical weapon. Mother, please buy it for me."
"Okay, okay, as long as you are obedient, mother will give you everything." A complicated look flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes, but she finally gently stroked his shoulder and back and nodded in agreement.
Chu Zhenqun looked at all this indifferently, as if he was pleased and happy, but his heart was cold.
…
As soon as Shao Yansheng entered the room, he closed the door and estimated the requirements for setting up the formation.
Without him speaking, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Only the people dressed as servants moved around silently. They all looked solemn and did not dare to disturb them at all.
Qi Yunrong made a random excuse and called a maid in a goose-yellow dress into the room. The next moment, he put a little bit between her eyebrows, pinched a mantra talisman and used it.
This maid was just a mortal who had never had Qi enter her body. After receiving the talisman, her eyes immediately went blank and she stood there in silence.
"Let me ask you, who are the other two Fenxuan in the Chu Mansion, and what are their cultivation strengths?"
"..." The maid in yellow skirt was silent for a while, then shook her head, "I'm not sure."
Yes, she is just a mortal, so she must not know much about such problems. She is anxious. Qi Yunrong secretly laughed at himself, then changed his words and asked: "Do you know who lives in the West Waterside Pavilion?"
This time, she answered very quickly, and responded crisply: "They are Mr. Pan and his party from the inner city."
However, Gu Chu only stopped here. When asked who Mr. Pan was, she was vague again.
"Does the head of the Chu family have any heirs?" Qi Yunrong asked with a frown, thinking of what he saw outside the city gate today.
The maid thought for a moment and replied: "The master of the house should have had children in his early years, three sons and one daughter. Among them, three young masters have no spiritual roots and have passed away. Only the eldest lady became a monk, but she is no longer at home. , but went on a trip with the teacher."
Are all three young masters dead?
Who is the young master the servant is talking about?
Qi Yunrong keenly sensed the key and asked: "Who is called the young master in the Chu family now?"
The maid in yellow skirt responded: "It's Young Master Man. He is Madam's son, not of the family master's blood..."
After such an explanation, Qi Yunrong finally understood the current situation of the Chu family.
When Chu Zhenqun's cultivation was low in his early years, he married and gave birth to three sons and one daughter. Later, his strength increased by leaps and bounds, but his wife failed to follow him and died one after another. But because of the discord between the two, he became a disciple and left home early.
Today, Xu Shanglan, the wife of Xu Xian, just entered the industry a few years ago. She has a son by her side, the famous poet Xu Man. Chu Zhenqun and her are actually a half-way couple.
However, since Xu Shanglan came, the Chu family has become more and more prosperous almost visibly. Especially in the past few years, it has almost become the leader of Linfang, and even the casual cultivators in several surrounding areas have to avoid its edge.
This time, Shao Yansheng was invited to come here to set up the formation. It was also because the Chu family's financial resources had soared and they bought another mansion behind the street to expand.
After asking the question, Qi Yunrong raised his hand to call back the maid's wisdom and ordered her to step back.
Fortunately, he is also an ordinary person and has no idea that someone has used a talisman on him.
After she left respectfully, Qi Yunrong pinched his eyebrows and felt that the Chu family had many doubts.
Both Mr. Pan and his wife, Xu Shanglan, as mentioned by the maid, seem to be shrouded in mist, waiting for someone to clear them up and see the truth.
…
Dingxian City, city gate.
People who wanted to enter the city today were all lined up in a long queue, moving forward slowly. From time to time, some people relied on their strength to get even better and walked into the front line, causing a few low complaints and curses.
At this time, I suddenly saw a rainbow piercing the sun, and a silver-white sword energy came through the sky. The hunting wind kept moving, making it almost difficult to resist!
After the wind subsided, the sword-wielding monk revealed his figure, revealing a face with slightly plump cheekbones and a mediocre appearance. Looking at her figure, it was not difficult to tell that she was a tall, thin woman who was exceptionally tall and tall.
She jumped off the sword and sheathed it neatly. Immediately, someone trotted forward, bowed and asked, "Senior, do you have any documents?"
The remaining Ning Yuan cultivators were secretly worried. Although they didn't have to queue up to enter, they had never seen the city gate guards so attentive!
