The west wind falls, and the mountains and forests gradually become silent.
As soon as the fleeing shadow there disappeared, a figure floated down from the roof.
The clouds rippled, and figures and voices seemed to come from the void. He said calmly: "As soon as Yan arrives, will he be betrayed by the sect leader?"
The visitor's clothes were old, his face was haggard, his eyes were warm and dark, and the light was dimmed, but there was still a bit of frivolity.
In the past sixteen years, from being favored by thousands of people to being alone, from being in the spotlight to being rejected by his peers, Yan Ci's life seemed not to be very satisfactory.
On Bianting Peak, the atmosphere became slightly lively. Jiao Wangxuan pretended to be innocent, spread his hands and said, "I'm talking about a peerless expert. Brother Yan, who is the onion or the garlic?"
Yan Ci smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for half a month. Brother Jiao has become even more swollen. I am probably the only master you are lucky enough to know."
Before he finished speaking, a group of disciples came forward to salute and shouted in unison: "See you, Master!"
Yan Ci smiled toothily upon hearing this, and King Jiao Xuandeng was dissatisfied and shouted: "The sect leader is here, don't worship that evil star!"
A monk with a smooth face and a smooth face glanced back, stroking his stubble and said, "That's strange. Brother Jiao clearly said before that he wanted to transfer the position of sect leader. I wonder if he intends to deny the debt this time or pretend not to remember?"
King Jiao Xuan snorted: "How can words spoken while drunk count?"
A young man with a turban on his head and a look on his face said, "Don't worry about drinking or not, these words are just for fun."
King Jiao said with a smile: "My cousin knows that I am worthy of being a member of the family."
The young man continued: "Fortunately, we are well aware of my cousin's character, and have privately agreed to impeach the clan leader and jointly remove my cousin from office. Relatives are relatives, and public and private affairs must be distinguished."
Jiao Wangxuan was stunned for a long time. Seeing the eyes of all the disciples flickering, all showing their default expressions, he couldn't help but cursed: "A bunch of white-eyed wolves, what can I do that makes people dissatisfied!"
Everyone looked at each other and said in unison: "Nothing is satisfactory at all."
The cousin sighed: "My cousin only talks big words. He has not learned a single skill in his cultivation so far. He is even confused about the method of refining Bigu Pill. After we were tricked into going up the mountain, it was difficult for us to go back down. We were all starved. I’m so dizzy that if I don’t withdraw from the sect, my love is gone.”
The broad-faced male cultivator said: "Please ask Deputy Sect Master Yan to come down the mountain and help beg for food and clothing. Brother Jiao is not only brave but also thick-skinned. We cannot afford to embarrass that person."
The rest of the people were full of resentment and complained one after another: "In terms of Taoism, deeds and talents, the sect leader is not even close to Brother Yan, but he is always shouting and shouting. Do you really think that you are a figure in the world?"
"In addition to being good at bluffing and deceiving, he also has an eccentric temperament. He doesn't wash his smelly feet for half a month and wants to smoke someone to death."
"That's right, he's not as handsome as Brother Yan in terms of appearance. If he wasn't so hungry all the time, I wouldn't have the appetite to look at him!"
King Jiao Xuan was so angry that he was shaking all over. Unfortunately, his subordinates all told the truth and could not get angry.
Yan Ci burst out laughing when he heard this. This sect leader was used to floating in the air and gesticulating. If he didn't know the rules, he would really go to heaven!
Looking back on the past, I first met King Jiao Xuanyue three years ago.
At that time, Yan Ci was chasing a mandrill for a long distance and happened to pass by the Snake Ancient Stream. The mandrill panicked and didn't choose a way out. He was blocked in the Snake Fairy Cave in Shanyin and resisted.
That battle had to be done carefully because there was a Ganoderma lucidum growing not far from the cave entrance.
The base is about an inch tall, dark blue, with a lid similar to a kidney shape, surrounded by clouds.
The mandrill obviously knew this mushroom and tried to pick it several times, but Yan Ci saw through his attempt and vowed not to give in.
After a while of entanglement, Mandrill was forced into a desperate situation, and Ganoderma lucidum became Yan Ci's bag.
As everyone knows, bad luck always comes without warning. When Jiao Wangxuan went to the mountain to collect firewood, he collided with a giant centipede that was about to become a spirit. The centipede spirit drinks human blood and eats human flesh, driving King Jiao Xuan's soul out of his body along the way.
Yan Ci's victory was just around the corner, and he watched helplessly as the incoming man was stung on the calf by a centipede's poisonous hook, and was thrown into his mouth to eat mud.
This smashed the thing, and the Ganoderma lucidum was actually eaten up by him.
When the centipede saw the mandrill, it turned over in panic and ran away. The mandrill was stunned when he saw Yan Ci, and also took the opportunity to flee away.
Yan Ci was so angry that his whole body was numb, and he wanted to jump over and kick Jiao Wang Xuan a few times, but in the blink of an eye, he saw him foaming at the mouth, twitching all over, and looking like he was about to lose his braids due to the poison in his body. How could he bear to die without saving him?
He spent two magic pills to remove the poison and heal his injuries, and managed to take care of him for one night, and finally saved his life.
Weird things happen every year. The next morning, King Jiao Xuan wakes up and transforms into a woodcutter, possessing the Taoist realm of the fusion stage.
A small Ganoderma lucidum actually has such miraculous effects that defy the heavens. Whenever we talk about this, everyone can't help but sigh with emotion about King Jiao Xuantian's blessing.
In view of the fact that it was only one night before this son ascended to the sky, Yan Ci was good at beginning and end, so he sent him back to his hometown and taught him some small magic such as the way of cultivation and the actuation of thoughts.
A few months ago, Yan Ci visited the Shegu Stream again and was lucky enough to meet him again on Bianting Peak.
With his sometimes effective and sometimes ineffective ability to expel objects, Jiao Wangxuan got acquainted with several wandering cultivators during the Xuanzhao Period. He also recruited a group of neighbors, familiar friends, cousins, etc. to establish a sect, where they ate fruits, wild flowers, and drank rain and dew from streams. Very carefree and happy.
Yan Ci was yearned for it when he saw it. Because he couldn't stand Jiao Wangxuan's begging, he took the idle position of deputy sect leader.
Many things look bright and beautiful on the outside, but are actually like a mess on the inside.
People often say that it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down the mountain. No one from the Pojing Miaoguan Sect has ever practiced escape or sword control.
The people were trapped on the peak and starved. They said that their food reserves had been exhausted for nearly a month. A few days ago, they could occasionally find a few wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, but now they were all eating bark and grass roots.
Yan Ci secretly cried out that he had been deceived, and blamed Jiao Wangxuan for not being a true cultivator, and that he had lost his Taoism in vain.
However, it was not advisable to regret joining the sect. Deputy Sect Master Yan could only admit that he was unlucky. From that day on, there was no benefit at all and he had to be responsible for everyone's food and clothing.
What's even more ridiculous is that Jiao Wangxuan actually disliked Bigu Pill and found it difficult to take it, and thought about Su Zhai in Yangchao Temple every now and then.
Yan Ci didn't bother to argue with this idiot at all, but during his free time traveling to Yangchao Temple or Yingge City, he didn't forget to bring some coarse grains and fruits to feed these idiots.
As the saying goes, those who take advantage of others are short-handed and cannibalistic. The livelihood of the disciples in the sect depends entirely on Yan Ci. Their love for him is getting stronger. They have long wanted to drive away the wolf-bitten Jiao Wangxuan and make him the leader of the sect.
The cowhide is not for boasting, and the mountains are not forged. King Jiao Xuanqiang persisted for several years and never disbanded the sect. Naturally, he was able to think of some small bumps in the road, so he smiled and said: "A bunch of idiots, with Brother Yan's ability, they will care about a mere sect leader. He is just taking pity on us and temporarily staying in this small temple."
Yan Ci said calmly: "This is not entirely true. Yan really has no place to live, so he sincerely lives here."
King Jiao Xuan didn't know the truth or lies in Yan Ci's words, so he remained silent.
Others advised: "Brother Jiao is in his position but does not pursue political affairs. At this time, it is better to keep his word and abdicate early to make way for talents."
The situation was so pressing that no one could be disobedient, so Jiao Wangxuan was wise and finally compromised: "Brother Yan has shown his true feelings, and I should support him."
Yan Ci pretended not to notice that this fellow's words were not sincere, and said with a show of face: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. From now on, Brother Jiao can be appointed as the deputy sect leader, responsible for collecting food."
King Jiao Xuan screamed: "I'm going down to beg for food. What is the lord doing?"
Yan Ci smiled and said nothing, and the others sighed: "What a noble man, how forgetful! Brother Jiao made enemies for no reason, so the sect master naturally defends his enemies and cleans up the mess, so he still has the nerve to ask!"
Jiao Wangxuan's expression was suffocated and he was speechless immediately.
The next day, Du Ruozhou arrived at the appointment on time with a smile on his face. He didn't look like a robber seizing someone's territory, but like a guest who came to drink wedding wine.
Qu Yuyi couldn't stand his behavior of pretending to be close, so he deliberately followed him at a distance.
The courtyard is silent, with a lush grape trellis in the corner. The grapes are ripe at this time, but they have already been picked.
Jiao Wangxuan dragged a bench and lay down under the vines with his eyes closed and meditative. He released an invisible force of thought and gently rolled through the vines, looking for and picking the remaining fruits.
The art of thought activation, also known as the art of dispelling objects, can transform all things for one's own use, and is the basis of magical power.
Du Ruozhou glanced at her for a few times, pursed his lips, whistled, and said calmly: "The master is very elegant, but it's a pity that he didn't even want to keep a bunch of fruits when he left, so he was so stingy."
King Jiao Xuan noticed the visitor, but he was not in a happy mood, so he ignored him. He raised his hand and pointed casually, complaining: "Jiao is not the sect master today. The sect master is having an erotic dream in the room."
Du Ruozhou crossed his arms, smiled, and said, "I've long heard that Brother Jiao likes to brag. When I saw him now, it turned out to be true."
Jiao Wangxuan glared and said, "Fart, who is talking nonsense out there?"
Du Ruozhou was not angry and snorted: "Brother Jiao obviously has no relationship with the sect master in the future, is he still trying to cover up and earn some face for a while?"
King Jiao was stunned, and was about to ask, when he suddenly heard someone say: "The upper lip is touching the sky, and the lower lip is touching the ground. Blow the sky and the earth, and you can make a living."
Du Ruozhou felt a sense of nervousness in his heart. Needless to say, these words were the fallacies only reserved for a libertine like Yan Ci. He was all too familiar with the clever tone of ghosts.
With a creaking sound, the door opened slightly. Yan Ci leaned against the door and said with warmth in her eyes, "You two have been separated for many years, but you two still have the same charm."
His delicate appearance and naughty demeanor are just like yesterday.
After all, the friendship was still the friendship back then. Du Ruozhou couldn't help but smile brightly and breathed in: "Ghost clever, ghost clever, you are really good at many things!" After saying this, he felt quite emotional.
When he saw Yan Ci appear, Qu Yuyi froze in place, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was filled with thousands of worries, and he didn't know where to start.
The silence became more and more awkward. Du Ruozhou was thinking about what to say when he suddenly heard Yan Ci say: "I heard that the metamorphosis of Canghu eggs has to go through difficulties and twists and turns. Who would have thought that they have been successfully hatched in just a few years? It's such a good opportunity, senior brother." .”
Du Ruozhou's expression was slightly suffocating, but he was immediately relieved.
It turned out that when he came yesterday, he deliberately left Cang Hu on Bianting Peak to monitor him, hoping to catch a glimpse of the master.
Under the telepathy, no one's every move can be hidden from his eyes, but everyone knows that this trick has long been seen through.
At this moment, the Cang Hu was hiding in the clouds. Its holy feathers were as white as jade, and there was a circle of light golden fluff around its neck. It looked extremely beautiful.
With a thought from Du Ruozhou, the swan bird fluttered its wings, curled its feathers, and turned into a body made of gold and fell downwards. Its body looked very vigorous and powerful.
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