this……"
Qiao Yi looked at Lan Chucui and then at Jing Yingrong, but for a moment he couldn't figure out the relationship between the two.
Jing Yingrong looked at Lan Chucui and said, "Are you more familiar with the inner sect than him?"
Lan Chucui's smile did not change and she said: "Of course I can't compare to Senior Brother Qiao, but I came here some time earlier than Junior Sister Jing, and I also learned about the situation on the island carefully. So, this is not a difficult task."
Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
Seeing that Jing Yingrong agreed, Qiao Yi felt relieved, then said goodbye to the two of them, and hurriedly followed the disciple.
When Qiao Yi's figure disappeared from sight, just as Lan Chucui said the word "you", she heard the mirror say: "Last time you said you were waiting for me at the inner door, now you can tell me what you are waiting for me to do." Yet?"
Lan Chucui: "..."
Her delicate mask-like smile broke for a moment, and although it recovered in an instant, it still looked a bit stiff.
"I'm waiting to see how big a wave you can make on the inner door."
Lan Chucui's tone was urgent and authentic, but she seemed to be speaking without hesitation, because after she finished speaking, a trace of regret flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Jing Yingrong: "Oh."
Her reaction left Lan Chucui completely speechless.
Jing Yingrong continued: "I want to go to the beach. You can lead the way."
"...Okay, let's go."
Although Yuhai is not as many demonic beasts as Yaohai, where Taichu Temple has placed many monsters for disciples to practice, the port is still in full swing, and foreign ships leave the port from time to time, or return with full loads.
The foreign ships in Yuhai are slightly different from those in Yaohai. The main function of Yaohai's foreign ships is to carry people to and from various islands, while most of Yuhai's foreign ships need to go deep into the seabed to carry out the task of collecting seabed resources. Therefore, there are only foreign ships but no sea beasts in the Yuhai port. .
Jing Yingrong and Lan Chucui are a sight to behold no matter where they go. Even though many people in the port are in a hurry, there are still many disciples who are attracted to them.
"Hello, Senior Sister Lan!"
"What a coincidence, Junior Sister Lan!"
"Senior Sister Lan, why are you here? Do you need my help?"
"Senior Sister Lan..."
"..."
Along the way, many disciples greeted Lan Chucui, and many more only dared to peek from afar.
While saying hello, those people couldn't help but glance at their reflections in the mirror.
Lan Chucui pointed to a foreign ship in front that was unloading cargo and said: "That is a ship that collects asparagus coral from the seabed. Asparagus coral is our specialty. Do you know this? I can tell you if you don't know. What...what are you staring at me for?"
Jing Yingrong: "You are a little strange."
Lan Chucui: "What's wrong with me?"
Jing Yingrong: "You hate them, why can you get satisfaction from them?"
Lan Chucui was stunned.
She faced the doubtful gaze reflected in the mirror. Those dotted eyes seemed crystal clear, but there was an unexplained silence that penetrated people's hearts.
Lan Chucui's pupils shrank, she couldn't help but take a step back, and quickly looked away.
"What do you know," she looked away and whispered, "you are the complete weirdo."
Jing Yingrong said nothing.
They walked half a circle along the coastline. Lan Chucui didn't know what she was thinking on the way. Even when she was explaining to Jing Yingrong, she often lost her mind.
Except for the port area, the rest of Yuhai Beach is sparsely populated, and not even a disciple's cave has been seen.
On the way to the last port, Jing Yingrong suddenly stopped.
She looked around at the surrounding environment, stepped on the soil a few times, and then walked into the sea and picked up a handful of sea water.
Jing Yingrong stared at the water in her palm, her expression focused.
"What are you doing?" Lan Chucui came over and asked.
Jing Yingrong let go of her hand and let the sea water flow from her fingers.
“It’s a perfect fit here,” she said.
Lan Chucui: "What?"
Jing Yingrong: "I want to build a cave here."
Lan Chucui's red lips were slightly opened and she looked at her blankly.
"Don't you know that the lower the island is, the thinner the spiritual energy is?"
Jing Yingrong: "I know."
"Then you still choose this place? Look, how can anyone place a cave on the seaside? Everyone is fighting for a higher place. On Yingyu Island, the location of the cave represents The level of strength, don’t you understand?”
Lan Chucui's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and she could no longer maintain her smile.
Jing Yingrong replied: "I understand. That makes no sense to me."
Lan Chucui's eyes widened with disbelief.
Her chest rose and fell violently, and her emotions became excited. However, when she saw the calm and peaceful expression on Jing Yingrong's face, her suffocation somehow escaped.
She smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know what you are thinking."
Jing Yingrong: "I don't understand either."
These words aroused Lan Chucui's interest: "Oh? What don't you understand?"
Jing Yingrong: "You enjoy the attention and admiration of others, but you are not too happy. Is it because of your martial arts?"
Lan Chucui's face changed slightly and she said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Jing Yingrong nodded and said firmly: "It seems I am right."
Lan Chucui: "You..."
Jing Yingrong: "Didn't the person who created this exercise consider the conflict between the inner heart of the person who practices the exercise and the exercise?"
Lan Chucui laughed angrily: "Do you know who created this technique?"
Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."
Lan Chucui: "It was created by Master Lida, a disciple of Master Yueji. There is no need for me to explain the name of Master Yueji. Master Lida created this technique after receiving the true inheritance from Master Yueji, and at the same time founded To Dapo Palace."
As she said that, Lan Chucui looked a little proud. She looked at Jing Yingrong expectantly, but was surprised to see confusion and confusion on Jing Yingrong's face.
"You don't even know Lord Yue Ji Dao, do you?"
Jing Yingrong: "I know. However, Lord Yueji, she has never accepted a disciple in her life."
"you"
"Does the real Lida you are talking about have a red mole under her eyes?"
Lan Chucui's unsaid words were stuck in her throat.
There was confusion in her eyes, as if she was searching in her memory.
"I saw her portrait when I was a child... it seems... indeed, there is a mole. How did you know?"
Jing Yingrong did not answer, but said: "She is not a disciple of Lord Yueji."
Lan Chucui said in a daze: "Then she..."
"She is a maid, Dao Lord's personal maid."
Jing Yingrong said calmly.
Lan Chucui came back to her senses and said unwillingly: "Regardless of the truth or falsehood of what you said, even if it is true, what about the maid? Since Lord Yueji has no disciples, wouldn't it make sense to pass on the Taoist teachings to the maid?"
However, Jing Yingrong shook her head: "The technique she created is completely contrary to the core of Yueji Daojun's technique."
