Before they even entered the house, two disciples rushed out of the house and happened to bump into Gu Yuli and Ta Lang.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way. This is a handyman disciple from which palace. Why did he come to the fourth floor of the Steward's Hall? This is not a place for you to come. Get down quickly." One of them looked quite handsome, but it was a pity that he spoke too much.
Yes, it smells condescending.
The horse-faced disciple next to him said: "Senior Brother Mo, the master said that this matter needs to be done quickly. It's better not to delay it any longer."
"Hmph, I will spare you today. I have important things to do."
The arrogant Mr. Mo walked downstairs with his horse-faced disciple with a cold face.
Ta Lang's eyebrows arched.
A wisp of white fluff floated down the steps.
As soon as Gu Yuli entered the door, she heard the sound of someone rolling down the stairs outside the house, followed by Mr. Mo's scolding: "Whoever dares to tease me, um, stand up for me."
Ta Lang rolled his eyes: "You deserve it."
Gu Yuli knew that it must be him who caused the trouble. This guy refused to suffer any loss. Someone unexpectedly provoked him. He deserved his misfortune. Regardless of the noise that was gradually increasing outside the house.
After the two entered the room, they saw five people already standing in the room. Two of them were wearing secular clothes and were already a little older. They looked about forty years old and were standing in front of the marble table in the room.
What were you talking about to the steward behind the desk?
The three of them were arguing with each other.
There were three other people standing next to the door, two of them were outer disciples and one was an inner disciple. They all looked a little weird, as if they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and were struggling to endure it.
Gu Yuli didn't come forward, and he and Talang stood in front of the door, observing the people in the room. Seeing that these people didn't seem to be too powerful, he thought to himself: "That old man can't be so stingy, right?
Just send these few disciples to Kunlun? I guess they are not as high as Talang now."
Just listen to the three people arguing like this.
"No, there's no more. Just these things, if you want them, don't get out." The steward behind the desk had a stern face, unsmiling, as if Bao Gong was still alive. His whole face was dark except for the crescent moon between his eyebrows.
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"No. We are going to Kunlun. The road is dangerous and crowded. Even Bilan, the real person, got caught in it. You, a stingy old man, only gave me this little. Do you want us two brothers to die there?"
The red-haired man looks irritable, but he is actually very irritable.
Seeing that the steward refused to give it, he ran to the cabinet behind the desk and wanted to get it directly.
The other one was more ruthless. He jumped over the table regardless of the situation, held the steward behind the table, and took several white jade porcelain bottles from the steward. He knew at a glance that there were pills hidden in them.
"Okay, you, a thousand-year-old iron cock, don't need to hide such a good thing."
The two brothers were stunned by several disciples. They looted almost everything in the house. The steward was so angry that his face turned the color of pig liver. But he couldn't curse. His acupuncture points were sealed and he was held on the table.
Go up and show the joke to others.
The steward almost fainted from anger. Why did the sect master send these two living treasures to Kunlun? He was afraid that Yuxu's face would be lost in Kunlun.
The two brothers were in a good mood after looting everything. They were all smiling. Their eyes were small, but they became slits when they smiled.
Gu Yuli was stunned. Compared with the banditry of these two people, she was far behind.
The red-haired middle-aged male cultivator finished counting the newly acquired treasures, and then looked at the four disciples standing at the door. His eyes paused on Gu Yuli for a moment, and he was quite dissatisfied: "That old man is so stingy.
I don’t want to send someone as beautiful as a flower, it’s just good for my eyes.”
Gu Yuli couldn't help but secretly complained: "This guy is getting more and more out of character the more he looks at it. Why would the sect master send him..."
Talang probed the red-haired male cultivator and found that he couldn't see through it at all, as if there was some barrier blocking it. He sent a message to Gu Yuli: "Sister, these two people can't tell the difference."
Gu Yuli has also been observing the two high-level monks. They do not wear Yuxu's uniform and are very coordinated in their actions. They look rough and unruly, but in fact they have very sharp eyes.
"Well, since the sect master sent them, there is a certain reason. Let's wait and see."
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the steward's hall.
The two brothers didn't care about any sect rules and so on, and directly used flying magical weapons. The red-haired male cultivator was a dark fire stick, and his brother was very funny, a big dice.
"You are walking too slowly. Hurry up and fly up. There is a big treasure ahead for us to grab." The red-haired male cultivator said in a nonchalant manner as he sat on the fire stick.
Immediately, a disciple respectfully replied: "There are rules in the sect. Naturally, we are not as good as the two pavilion elders."
"What stinky rules? There are no rules here." The red-haired male cultivator waved his hand, and the black fire stick suddenly widened and elongated. All four disciples, including Gu Yuli and Talang, felt something invisible.
He grabbed them with his hands and placed them directly behind the red-haired male cultivator and sat down.
Everyone didn't dare to move and felt a little uneasy.
Yuxu's treatment of those who broke the sect's rules was a bit strict, but facing this undisciplined high-level monk, he didn't even dare to offend him casually.
Gu Yuli and Ta Lang thought it was nothing, it was better this way, as they would not have to run after others as hard as they could.
Flying all the way out of Yuxu, before passing through Lijiazhai, someone was chasing after him.
"You two uncles, the master asked me and Wanwan to help you."
The ones who came were none other than Wuchen and Wanwan. Wuchen was driving a white crane. This kind of white crane was not a real bird, but made of a mechanism. It was very delicate, as if it were real.
Wanwan is riding a one-foot red caltrop, which looks very beautiful.
The red-haired male cultivator curled his lips: "It turns out they are two nephews. I think the old man didn't want you to help, but he came to monitor. Whatever, the old man is very verbose, and we won't give them Kunlun.
The top is lifted, that's what it's for."
His big palm-like hands were waving in a very playful manner, a bit like Jigong's cynicism.
Ta Lang stared at Wu Chen hard. He looked very ordinary. He had light eyebrows and not very big eyes. He had an average build and looked a bit thin. It would be okay to call him delicate, but it would be too much to call him handsome.
He sent a message to Gu Yuli: "Sister, is this guy the Immortal Sect disciple I met at Wuzhishan? He's very ordinary. It turns out that this girl is so good."
Gu Yuli complained through the voice: "Go, go, go. I know you can't spit out ivory. That thing was made up by my unreliable sister. There are so many beautiful men in the world. Sister, I have a lot of talents."
It’s not like you, who doesn’t choose what to eat when you’re hungry.”
"Bah, bah, bah. I'm a confidante, okay? Life is so boring. Why wouldn't it be nice to have two red sleeves to add fragrance and pour wine."
A beautiful female disciple coaxed him around, and his stupid junior brother looked at him with adoring eyes all day long. It was a very cool life.
Along the way, Gu Yuli and Ta Lang just communicated with each other to relieve their boredom.
The fastest way to get to Yuxu was to make a teleportation array. As for the cost, it was nothing to Yuxu. After spending two days on the road, a group of eight people arrived at the Liuyang River at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Gu Yuli looked at the wide river and thought of the bustling scene when she first came here half a year ago. The river was still flowing westward, but the disciples who received the guests did not know where they were.
After waiting for a while, no Kunlun disciple appeared.
Wanwan looked at the Liuyang River. She was a little worried: "Brother Wuchen, why has the signal been sent for so long? There are no disciples to respond. Has something happened to Kunlun?"
"Probably not." Wuchen looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, very calmly.
It's hard to say. Back then, the Fire of Death Fire was stolen in Yuxuneng, and hundreds of demon spirits were discovered in Wuzhi Mountain. So many demon spirits must have come from somewhere. It's been more than five hundred years, who knows, Shan Na
The demon spirits nearby sneaked in through that secret entrance.
In addition to the incident in the Cave Heaven Paradise, she heard from her mother that things related to human life and death were discovered in the Cave Heaven Paradise. They were relics buried in ancient times, and there were also shocking secrets and treasures in them.
Who knows if the demon spirits on the other side of the mountain will get in.
"Since there is no one, don't blame me for breaking the rules."
The red-haired male cultivator waved his hand, and the black fire-burning stick appeared in the air again. He jumped up first, and without saying much, he grabbed all the other disciples onto the fire-burning stick.
The disciple sitting next to Gu Yuli looked horrified: "Mr. Ge, this... you can't fly. There are strange fish in the river that can eat people."
Gu Yuli had heard this rumor when she first came to Liuyang River and found it a bit funny. Why would people in the river refuse to eat this strange fish and insist on eating flying fish in the sky?
The red-haired male cultivator sneered: "Just waiting for it. If you dare to come, our brothers will catch it and roast it directly."
"Uncle Li, you love to joke the most." Wanwan smiled sweetly.
The red-haired male cultivator glared: "You girl, when did Uncle Li make a joke? Just watch, Uncle Li will go down and catch the strange fish for you now." After saying that, he really wanted to jump into the river and let his
Brother stopped me.
Wanwan stepped forward and grabbed the red-haired male cultivator's arm, smiling sweetly: "Uncle Li's cooking skills are so bad that he can't even cook firewood, and he even promised to cook for us. Why don't you catch the strange fish if it appears?
Come on, let Senior Brother Wuchen do a good job."
"You little girl, you know how to laugh at your Uncle Li." The red-haired male cultivator was obviously very familiar with Wanwan, and he treated Wanwan like a beloved junior. He pointed at Wuchen: "Girl, tell me. You
Have you fallen in love with your senior brother Wuchen? If you like him, tell Uncle Li and he will help you chase him."
Wanwan's face turned red: "Uncle Li, you are talking nonsense. I want to tell my mother so that she will stop ignoring you."
The red-haired male cultivator immediately wilted and waved his hands: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Your Uncle Li won't say anything anymore."
Wanwan sat down at her original place, next to Wuchen. She quietly sent a message to Wuchen: "Brother Wuchen, Uncle Li likes to talk nonsense. Don't mind."
"It's okay. However, it's better for us to stay less involved in their elder generation's affairs." Senior Brother Wuchen smiled faintly and responded via voice transmission.
"Yes, I know. In fact, my mother has been alone for so many years. If there is someone who really cares about her, I would be happy for her." Wanwan thought about how her mother has been living in the shadow of those years.
His heart is full of hatred. Although he is famous all over the world, his life has actually been a little bad these past few years.
She hasn't smiled much in so many years.
I just thought, how can a person who lives in hatred all day long be happy?
Wanwan sometimes really wants to persuade her mother to let go of her hatred, but she must never say these words. Who knows, her mother may kick her out of the house or deny her as her daughter.
Although Uncle Li is bohemian, he is magnanimous and responsible. He has been waiting for his mother for so many years.
She really hoped that her mother and Uncle Li could be together.
After flying over the Liuyang River, I still didn't see the Kunlun disciples guarding the gate.
"Uncle Li, this is the gate of Kunlun Mountain. It's not like home, so we'd better walk on foot."
Here, only Wanwan can work.
A group of eight people walked on foot and climbed to the main peak of Kunlun.
Go halfway.
A male cultivator in brown clothes suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He glanced at Gu Yuli and said, "It's you, come with me." Without any explanation, the male cultivator in brown clothes pulled Gu Yuli, but no one responded.
Come here, the two people should disappear in front of you. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)