After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 112

[Chapter 112 Red Dust People]

When Zheng Wan arrived at Shizun’s mansion, she found that the crowd was very complete.

Not only her master is here, but others are also here.

The master is in the first place, the four peaks are on the left and right, and the disciples stand behind them, all dressed in fancy dresses and beautiful, and when she enters the door, she seems to be caught in a hundred gardens.

And her senior brother, second senior sister, third senior sister, and fourth senior sister stood at the end of the line, lined up as neatly as the big radish ginseng in the medicine garden.

She asked the second sister with her eyes:

“What’s wrong?”

The second sister just smiled at her.

Zheng Wan: “…”

Dozens of pairs of eyes swept towards her.

Zheng Wan walked past without changing her expression, and bowed to the master and both sides:

“Meet the master, and meet the peak masters.”

“No gift, no gift.”

The peak masters laughed and accepted the ceremony.

“Little disciple, you are finally here. Come here.”

Master smiled and beckoned her to come over, with an expression on his face as if he was showing off, “My radishes are so good and they grow so wonderfully.”

“…It’s just a matter of picking a dao name, how can you alarm the peak masters, but since you are here, you might as well give this monarch’s little apprentice a reference…”

“Where is there… Peng Dishenghui… There are people who have successors…”

Zheng Wan watched Shizun feel comfortable after being flattered, took out the wolf pen and rice paper from the storage bag, and with a wave of the pen, wrote the three words “Yunyi, Miaozhen, Juhuan”. .

The rice paper was torn apart by an invisible force, and three small pieces of paper with the words “swish” flew in front of her.

“Quickly pick, disciple, choose whichever you like.”

“Senior Brother Zixiu, are you… not following the rules?”

Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, and since ancient times, no one has such rules.

Ordinary people pay attention to “the king of heaven and earth, parents and teachers”, but monks are different, and the third person is the teacher. As the so-called “one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father”, the relationship between teachers and students is sometimes even more than that. The blood relationship is still close.

The master is the navigator of the apprentice on the road of cultivation—the road name represents the master’s expectations for the apprentice, and the prospect of the apprentice’s future is an extremely important matter—and it has always been chosen by the master.

Zixiu rested her elbow on her chin and waved her hand carelessly:

“Rule? How much? The disciple will choose whichever he likes.”

Zheng Wan glanced over the seven small pieces of paper, and finally twisted it casually, and said “to the fullest”, saying:

“Master, let’s close our eyes.”

“Teacher no longer chooses?”

Zixiu raised her eyebrows and asked.

“Yeah, nephew, Yun Yi sounds charming, Yun borrows a letter to receive, there are all phenomena in life, nine and nine return to one, it is Yun one. The wonderful and free method, speaking the truth, speaking of me, is the wonderful truth; the only thing that is full of joy… It’s a little frivolous.”

Zheng Wan, however, held on to her “full joy”, raised her pointed chin, and said stubbornly:

“I don’t want to take the name of a great nun.”

Yun Yi is too serious, Miao Zhen is like a nun, but Jin Huan is very pleased with her.

“You have to be happy in life, good, good.”

Daoist Zixiu rubbed his palms and laughed, “It’s very compatible with the way of Tu’er, you can follow your heart, do whatever you want, and you can be at ease.”

The other peak masters couldn’t help but rolled their eyes:

“In the future, when others call, Zhen Huan Zhenjun, Jin Huan Daojun, it will be nice? Junior nephew, might as well think about it again.”

“Who dares to say that it doesn’t sound good?”

Before Zheng Wan could speak, Daoist Zixiu said angrily, “Teacher, whoever dares to say something unpleasant in the future will beat him up, but he can’t beat the master—”

Zheng Wan replied with a smile, “Yes”.

The peak masters are all kind, but unfortunately, she is not happy.

She was already in the red dust, why should she be far away, what she wants is elegance and tranquility. Besides, she didn’t have that thing either.

She is a big layman, she loves beautiful clothes, jade and gold ornaments, and she loves the mundane world and the lights of thousands of homes even more.

It’s good to be happy when you’re proud and happy when you’re down.

Zheng Wan handed the word “full joy” to Daojun Zixiu:

“Master, that’s all.”

“Okay, okay, okay, disciple, come forward.”

Zheng Wan came forward according to the words, and bowed down under the seat of Daoist Zixiu:

“Master.”

Daojun Zixiu placed her palm on the top of her hair, and for three years, the young girl who used to be young now gradually has a vajra spirit.

“…Cultivation of the road is long and uneven. If you follow this path, it will be like walking at night with a lamp. There will always be tribulations and joys and sorrows, parting and loneliness will always accompany you. You need to be cautious at all times, guard against arrogance and impatience… Don’t forget your original intention. , forge ahead.”

Farewell to Zheng Wan:

“Yes.”

“rise.”

Zheng Wan got up, saw the master’s stern eyes, and flicked a finger on her forehead. There seemed to be a force lingering around her, circled around her body, and went to the sky.

“Licheng. From today onwards, you will be full of joy.”

“Thank you, Master.”

This is the end of the gift of honor.

Zheng Wan also received gifts from the peak masters and nephews of the peaks.

For example, Peak Master Cuiwei’s “Tianjie Yang Yan Dan” can keep his face from rot; for example, Peak Master Jinzha’s “Golden Pear Flower Cream Powder”, this rouge is different from ordinary peach-colored rouge. Impressive but…

Zheng Wan found that the Yuqing Sect was not as useless as outsiders thought, at least these peak masters were fiddling with the field of how to make themselves more beautiful——

It is simply the pinnacle, and no cultivator can surpass it.

She loved it.

The group was chatting happily, Senior Brother Qingshuang did not know when to retreat, and brought in two swordsmen in white.

One man and one woman, all with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wore Guixu sect disciple uniforms, white clothes fluttering.

“Meet Zongzhang, and see all the peak masters.”

Yuqingmen is different from other factions. The position of Zongzhang has always been a hot potato. The five peak masters take turns to sit, and now it is the turn of Cuiwei Peak.

The peak master of Cuiwei Peak coughed and sat upright:

“Why did you come here?”

“I am waiting for Zongzhang’s order to come to Yuqingmen to send the greetings.”

“Oh? Greetings?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience understood.

What’s going on at Guixumen recently?

Daojun Li Wei got out of the ice and snow prison. Once he got out, he not only broke through the realm of magic, but also jumped into the middle stage of magic realm, suppressing the long-established Daojun Xiguan, who was also on the list. Zunmen Dunwu Daojun was directly squeezed out of the list, and I heard that he was scolding mother in the sect.

“When is the great ceremony of the venerable?”

“Ten days later.”

The peak master of Cuiwei Peak raised his hand to take a photo, and then took the greeting card in the other party’s hand into his hand, and after reading it, he threw it to Daojun Zixiu:

“Brother Dadian, you go.”

“Don’t go!”

Daojun Zixiu threw the invitation directly back, “Every time the venerable grand ceremony, the old men are better than the apprentice-”

“—So, this time, it must be Senior Brother, you go!”

The other four peak masters said in unison, and the gaze that fell on Zheng Wan was so kind that she couldn’t help shivering.

Daojun Zixiu also noticed it, frowned, and raised his hand to take the pilgrimage back again:

“Yeah, I really have to go this time.”

Although saying this would inevitably hurt the hearts of the other disciples, he, Zi Xiu, finally had a disciple who he could handle.

Zixiu thought with great relief.

Zheng Wan came out of the master’s mansion, and before she reached the cave mansion, she saw a crooked figure standing with a cane and pestle in front of her cave mansion.

The setting sun slanted westward, and the figure of the future man was drawn thin and long.

White shopkeeper?

How did she get in?

Zheng Wan was taken aback, but she had already walked a few steps to shopkeeper Bai: “Manager Bai, you—”

“The old man couldn’t wait, so he asked someone to come in and wait.”

Shopkeeper Bai laughed, “Fortunately, Lao Xi and Yuqing Sect are old.”

Zheng Wan led the people into the cave, brewed a cup of fruit tea and served it, and the two sat in the flower hall. Shopkeeper Bai looked around:

“Zheng Zhen’s cave house is very well decorated, warm and elegant. Unlike my family, Rong Rong, it lacks the fun of these daughters’ homes, and only knows how to cultivate.”

Zheng Wanyi:

“I’m too lazy like this.”

Seeing her expression, shopkeeper Bai still didn’t understand, and the light in those turbid old eyes dimmed immediately:

“Zheng Zhenren didn’t find it, either?”

“found it.”

Zheng Wan told her about the whole story, but when it came to the beginning and end of the corpse, Shopkeeper Bai’s expression didn’t change much, and he apologized to her in a deep voice:

“It turned out to be hidden from the real person because I was afraid that the real person would not go…”

Shopkeeper Bai is going to leave.

“Treasurer, wait a moment,” Zheng Wan suddenly remembered something, and took out the longevity lock held by the corpse from the storage bracelet, “I also… found this thing.”

She pushed the longevity lock over.

The red rope has faded into mottled colors, only the longevity lock is still visible, a line of small characters is like, the shopkeeper Bai is shaking his hands to pick it up, and before he touches it, he is already in tears:

“Nan, ah…”

As soon as she grasped the lock with the size of her thumb, she choked silently and nodded, “Thank you, thank you.”

It took a long time to get up. When she got up, her body seemed to be more and more stooped. She trembled and took a few steps outside the door, and suddenly said:

“The second volume of “Moxu Jing” is in the Great Sun Immortal Sect.”

“Great Sun Immortal Sect?”

“Yes, the Great Sun Immortal Sect will appear in the Xuan Cang Realm every thousand years, and no one knows where it will appear. Only those who hold the secret key can enter. Counting the time, it’s only two or three years. ”

Shopkeeper Bai paused, “But–going below the Wonderful Law Realm, there will be no life after ten deaths.”

After all, she leaned on crutches and walked out step by step. When Zheng Wan chased out, there was no one to see anyone.

Shopkeeper Bai has left.

Zheng Wan got the news as she wished, but she was not happy at all. According to the transaction rules of the two deeds of money and goods, she did not pay as much, but the shopkeeper Bai gave her the full payment.

She owes shopkeeper Bai.

This is bad.

She should have brought the body back.

Zheng Wan was annoyed like never before, and she made up her mind that when the next time the Blackwater Secret Realm opened, she would go in anyway and bring back the corpse of shopkeeper Bai’s daughter.

——

Ten days passed by with a flick of a finger.

“Master, should I go too?”

Rao had already expected it, but Zheng Wan was still reluctant.

In the early morning, she was brought out of the cave by the master, and was played with by several peak masters like dolls. In the eyes of the senior brother, the second senior sister encouraged, the third senior sister threatened, and the fourth senior sister was jealous. .

This was the first time she saw the master’s car. The crane had a thin neck and legs, but its wings were as clean as snow.

“Who are you not going to?”

Zixiu couldn’t help but press her on the crane, “Bai Yu, go!”

As soon as the crane flapped its wings, it climbed into the clouds, and suddenly crossed the river. Before Zheng Wan could react, she noticed that the crane was descending.

The landing posture was extraordinarily slow. She turned around and saw the master’s blue robe and black hair swaying slightly by the wind:

understood.

Master said, not only to be beautiful, but also to be beautiful and elegant.

In this scene, in the eyes of the gatekeepers at the bottom of the Guixu Gate, it was the immortal crane, sitting and standing two people.

Sitting there, he was dressed in a sky-feather streamer that was as clean as snow. The shimmering light was like the shadow of a butterfly, lingering around him. He had black hair, white skin, and red lips.

And standing, a blue robe like a clear sky Lang Lang, but it is a little bit clear, people can’t help but shake their hearts at a glance.

The leader of the Guixu Gate is a sword cultivator of the Wuxu Realm, with stronger concentration, he secretly scolded “Old, not cultivator”, while each of the ten or so gatekeeper disciples slapped awake: “All cheer up Laozi! ”

Having said that, he immediately greeted him with a smile:

“Please, Daojun, please, please.”

Zixiu commanded the crane to slowly land on the ground, and after seeing the disciple stand firm, he slowly followed the sword in:

“Jing Su, Chang Wu and the others have arrived?”

“Report to Daojun, they are all gone, some Daojun came yesterday.”

Jianxiu accompanied him with a smile and led people into the door.

The gatekeeper disciples dared to speak when they saw that they were far away.

“The one just now is Daoist Zixiu?”

“The real person in white behind that Daojun… wouldn’t it be that one, right?”

“Bold, you and I can talk too much about Liwei Daojun, but … with such a clear and beautiful appearance, it is no wonder that we Daojun, immortals descended to the world, cough!”

“What nonsense!”

The female disciple of the gatekeeper reprimanded, “Not to mention that our Daojun has no relationship with that real person for a long time, even if there is, it will allow you to be presumptuous here?!”

Zixiu listened to the quarrel among the disciples of Guixu Sect behind him, and lost a look for his disciples to experience.

Wuxuanjing Jianxiu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and cursed the bastards secretly:

“Here it is.”