"Compared to Zhuling, you are much more active." Yuntian Tianzun looked at Lan Sheng patiently. Seeing that she had stopped, he showed his face and continued: "Have you had enough trouble?"
Lan Sheng secretly glanced at Yuntian Tianzun, lowered his head, and whispered: "I'm not messing around!"
"You look very much like an old friend of mine." Tianzun Yuntian looked at Lan Sheng, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing a thoughtful expression.
Yuntian Tianzun has been in seclusion for nearly a thousand years. He comes out of seclusion occasionally just to learn about Yuntian's current situation. Who are there any old friends?
Hearing this, everyone was shocked, even the Immortal Yunxu was no exception.
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Yuntian Tianzun waved his hands and said: "These are just things from the past."
Then he walked up to Lan Sheng, changed the subject, and raised his tone a bit: "You have also had a rough life, and you are also haunted by demonic energy." Tianzun Yuntian paused, and said word by word: "You are destined to be immortal. No chance."
"You want to drive me away too?" Lan Sheng immediately frowned, thinking that he wanted to leave just like Master Yunxu.
Tianzun Yuntian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that she would say such a thing. He laughed: "You, it's better to stay in Yuntian. At least your brothers and sisters will protect you." Then, he turned his attention to Yuntian again. Xu Shangxian: "It's just Yunxu, you have to worry more about accepting such a disciple."
"Disciple understands." Master Yunxu said with a solemn expression.
Seeing his serious face, Yuntian Tianzun didn't say anything more, and turned to face Chang Ling: "Chang Ling, I want you to practice in seclusion with me for two years, are you willing?"
This statement shocked everyone even more. Since Yuntian established the sect, no one has ever entered the Tongtian Tower, let alone retreated with Yuntian Tianzun.
But Lan Sheng didn't know this. When she heard that Chang Ling was asked to hide in a small dark room with him, she was immediately unhappy and said angrily: "You have to lock yourself in a small room and pull up the Chang Ling." What is Ling doing?"
Zhuling silently tugged on the corner of Lan Sheng's clothes, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Tianzun wants to bring senior brother to practice together, not to lock him up."
After listening to Zhuling's words, Lan Sheng nodded in understanding and said bluntly: "No."
Seeing Lan Sheng's serious look, Chang Ling was also hesitant and unable to make a decision.
Yuntian Tianzun waited for a long time and saw that Chang Ling had difficulty making a decision, so he immediately said: "That's fine, I'll let you think about it for a while, and you can reply to me in three days."
After saying that, Tianzun Yuntian stood up and left the Rising Sun Palace. Before leaving, he sighed: "You brothers and sisters, all three of you are not easy to worry about."
Master Yunxu was still angry about Ye Hua. After Yun Tianzun left, he glared at Chang Ling, moved his lips, and finally snorted coldly and walked away, leaving the three senior brothers and sisters standing there. .
Looking outside the house, I don't know when it started to snow.
"Senior brother, what are your plans?" Zhuling's eyes deepened and she was the first to break the calm.
"Can't go!" Lan Sheng said hurriedly, recalling that from the time they met until now, he and Chang Ling had always been together less and more apart.
Chang Ling smiled lightly at Zhuling and shook his head slightly, indicating that he had not thought about it well yet.
Then he strolled outside the house, looked at the flying snow in the sky and said, "It's snowing today, Zhuling, it's perfect for you to take a bath in Tangquan Palace today."
There are many hot springs naturally formed on Yuntianxian Mountain, and Tangquan Palace is built around these hot springs. Even if there is heavy snow outside, the inside of Tangquan Palace is still shrouded in clouds and mist, making it feel like spring all year round.
Every winter, a long queue forms at the entrance of Tangquan Palace. Although the cold wind persists, it still cannot resist the yearning of Yuntian disciples for the hot springs.
"Aren't you going?" Zhuling only heard the word "you" but didn't see him say that he was going.
"I still have something to do." Chang Ling stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and the warmth in his palm instantly melted it into snow water.
Lan Sheng ran forward and hugged Chang Ling from behind: "Are you going to secretly find Tianzun and squat in the dark room while we are away? If you don't go, I won't go either."
"Pfft", Chang Ling couldn't help but laugh, and slapped Lan Sheng's head hard: "What are you thinking about every day?"
Lan Sheng rubbed his head, still unwilling to let go, and only gave up after getting Chang Ling's assurance. Then he followed Zhu Ling back to the room and packed some toiletries and clothes.
After the two of them got ready, there was no trace of Chang Ling in the courtyard, snowflakes were flying, and only a piece of purity remained in the huge courtyard.
Zhu Ling and Lan Sheng, holding umbrellas, withstood the wind and snow all the way with their enthusiasm for Tangquan Palace.
This year's Tangquan Palace is not as lively as in previous years, and seems a bit cold.
As soon as they stepped into the corridor of the hot spring, they felt a wave of heat coming over them, warming the two people who had been frozen all the way.
The hot springs in the Tangquan Palace are built around naturally formed hot springs. They range from large to small, sparse and sparse, but they don't give people a cluttered feeling. All kinds of spiritual herbs are planted along the way, and the fragrance is overflowing.
The two chose a smaller hot spring room, opened the door curtain, and saw clouds and mist in front of them, with a good-sized hot spring in the center. This scene was like a fairyland in a fairyland.
Zhu Ling sprinkled some elixir to replenish qi and activate blood into the hot spring, and then the two of them took off their clothes and jumped into the steaming hot spring.
The hot spring was crystal clear, and the water vapor was rising. The hot air was mixed with elixirs and emitted a faint fragrance. When they immersed themselves in the spring, they felt comfortable all over. They both closed their eyes slightly and enjoyed the warmth of the spring water.
In the haze, Zhuling noticed that Lan Sheng was still wearing a piece of jade on his chest. She looked at it carefully and said, "This jade is of good quality. If it is carved, it will be worth a lot of money. But why are you still wearing it?"
"This is my husband-in-law's token of love and cannot be left behind!" Lan Sheng looked down and held the jade on his chest with one hand.
Zhuling opened her mouth in shock and said in disbelief: "Are you married? Do senior brother and master know about this? Yuntian does not accept anyone from the Cheng family as a disciple."
Only then did Lan Sheng realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said. He wished he could slap himself in the mouth. He tried to fend off Zhu Ling's continuous questioning, walked to her side with a smile on his face, and begged her to keep his secret.
Zhuling had always secretly admired her senior brother and understood Lan Sheng's thoughts very well. She immediately agreed to Lan Sheng's request. However, she was quite curious about Lan Sheng's husband and kept questioning Lan Sheng.
Lan Sheng's ears were softened, so she had no choice but to conceal her name and details, and explained the "love history" between them.
Lan Sheng is a good storyteller, adding details and details to describe the story vividly and vividly, constantly gesturing with his hands.
Zhuling listened very engrossed, constantly lamenting Lan Sheng's "bravery" and "decisiveness", and admired Lan Sheng's "love saint" method with admiration.
After finishing speaking, Lan Sheng still had some unfinished thoughts, and suddenly heard Zhu Ling ask thoughtfully: "Lan Sheng, do you need to let him know if you like someone?"
"That's natural!" Lan Sheng patted his chest, looking confident.
Zhuling lowered her eyes, in a daze, biting the knuckle of her right index finger: "What about my senior brother? I like him, right?" Does he understand my thoughts?
After pondering for a moment, Zhuling made up her mind that instead of secretly liking her, it would be better to be brave and express her love directly.
Thinking of this, Zhuling suddenly became enlightened. She stood up suddenly, wrapped herself in a bath towel, put on her clothes and hurried out of the hot spring room, leaving a confused Lan Sheng sitting in the hot spring.
In the Rising Sun Palace, there was a "squeak" sound, and a figure hurriedly opened the door and entered.
"Why are you back alone, where is Lan Sheng?" Chang Ling was holding a bag of things in his hand, with little bits of snow still stuck to his hair.
Zhuling felt uneasy, lowered her head, blushed with embarrassment, and managed to squeeze out these few words intermittently: "Senior brother, I like you!"
Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react. Looking at Zhuling's bright eyes, she smiled and said, "Zhuling, the relationship between us is just brother and sister."
"No, I just like senior brother." Zhuling took Chang Ling's hand and spoke in an unusually firm tone.
