Chapter five hundred and sixty third: Hazy night and moon
Seeing that Xianpo Jue's devastated mood had eased a lot, Fanchuan responded with relief: "What plans can I have? The road ahead has been paved. My old Master Bai followed my father's farewell instructions.
Please let me take charge of the East Palace of the Immortal Realm."
"Oh?" Xianpo Juesei continued with some surprise: "Do you want to be the Immortal Lord of the East Palace? But your current level of cultivation..."
"I know that my level of cultivation is only that of a first-time immortal, and I don't want to be an immortal king. However, this is my father's expectation for me and his long-cherished wish. I will go to the East Palace of the Immortal World and try my best to help the East Palace of the Immortal World.
, at the very least, I won’t let the East Palace fall. If I have that ability in the future, I will definitely pay for it with Zhuji’s blood!” Fanchuan said.
Xianpo Juebei sighed and said: "Fanchuan, I believe in your intelligence and judgment, and I am also surprised that you are practicing so fast. However, Zhuji is now in the Pure Immortal Realm, and the Immortal Lord is gone.
, Zhuji can be regarded as the most advanced immortal in the immortal world, and Zhuji is full of tricks, so you have to be careful at all times..."
Fanchuan nodded cogently and said: "Be careful, it's natural. Of course, I won't act impulsively without being completely sure. I also know that now I am no longer a person, but the entire Immortal World East Palace.
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Xianpo Juesai nodded with satisfaction and said: "Yes, the fact that you can say these words also proves your foresight. I believe in you and always pray for my East Palace."
Then, Fanchuan told Xianpo Juesei some interesting things about Jiutian and Xianling, as well as the self-defeating process and the process of catching the Immortal of the West Palace by surprise, which made Xianpo Juesei smile. But when Fanchuan talked about finding
When the hidden gun was destroyed, Xianpo Juebei instantly became serious.
"Well, the Xunyin Gun has been with me for thousands of years. It can be considered a blessing for it to disappear in your hands." Xianpo Juebei sighed.
Fanchuan felt a little distressed. After all, the Xunyin Gun had helped Fanchuan go through many difficult moments. Now that it was gone, Fanchuan also felt deeply regretful.
"Senior, I will also pin Zhuji's blame for the Hidden Gun, as well as the woman he kidnapped me back then. I will clearly write down every account." Fanchuan said firmly.
Xianpo Juebei shook his head and said: "I didn't ask you to do anything, I just felt a little pity for that hidden gun. You must not be blinded by hatred. After you go to the fairy world, in the East Palace
There must be an immortal weapon that is more suitable for you, so don’t be impatient."
"Yes, yes, I understand, senior." Fanchuan said sincerely.
Then, the phantom of immortal soul circled Fanchuan a few times and said, "Okay, Fanchuan, it's time for you to go back. You have now shouldered the reputation of Young Master of the East Palace, so this place is not suitable."
If you stay for a long time, please return to the fairy world as soon as possible."
Fanchuan nodded. The purpose of this trip has been achieved. At least he learned a lot about the past in the fairy world. It also solved a knot in Fanchuan's heart about Fanchuan. Fanchuan believed that he had gained more, and now he has left.
If you go, you will be satisfied.
"So, goodbye, senior..." Fanchuan bowed and saluted Xianpo Juesai.
Xian Po Jue Pai shook his golden phantom, and then disappeared without saying a word.
Fanchuan naturally had no need to stay any longer, so he turned around and disappeared, leaving the Forbidden Immortal Pond under the ground.
When Fanchuan showed up again, he had arrived at the Guanyun Pond at Yeyue Gate, which was also on the ground of the Forbidden Immortal Pond.
Only then did Fanchuan notice that it was already dark, and the bright moonlight was just shining on the side of Guanyun Pond. His ears were filled with the chirping sounds of little creatures, and in the distance there was the light of the main hall of Yeyue Gate.
, the entire Yeyuemen seems a bit peaceful.
Fanchuan noticed that there were very few people inside the Yeyue Gate at this moment. Fanchuan looked over and didn't find any cultivation disciples. He could only vaguely hear the sounds of frolics from the main hall in the distance.
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Could it be that the disciples are all gathering in the main hall? Fanchuan thought, then turned around and disappeared, arriving outside the main hall.
Sure enough, the main hall was full of people at this moment, including Master Lingguan, as well as three elders who had previously retreated, Zheng Li, An Wu, and Yi Yang. Ziyue and Wan Ling were hugging each other and talking.
Laugh, and in front of everyone, there are small square tables placed one after another. The small square tables are piled with all kinds of food, including wine and meat, and the unique flowers of Yeyuemen are placed in the corner of the small square table.
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Fanchuan noticed that the cultivators sitting in the main hall at this time were all cultivators with relatively higher positions in Yeyue Sect, including Bai Pingren, Xin Liang and others. Only a few cultivators were
Fanchuan has never met before.
This should be a reception banquet for Fanchuan and Wan Ling. These acquaintances must have been specially invited for Wan Ling. It seems that Wan Ling has told Ziyue about this strange feeling.
, that’s why Ziyue prepared so carefully.
Fanchuan then put aside his depressed mood in the Forbidden Immortal Pond and stepped into the main hall.
"Everyone, look! Who is coming!"
"Meet the sect master!"
"Meet the sect master!"
"Sect Master, you are here..."
The continuous greetings made Fanchuan stop, and he saluted everyone one by one: "Everyone, sit down quickly, sit down quickly..."
Then Fanchuan naturally sat in the highest position in the main hall. At the same time, Fanchuan arranged for Wan Ling and Lingguan Zhenren to sit on both sides of him, while the four elders were slightly forward.
After sitting down, before Fanchuan could say anything, Ziyue straightened her proud figure, shook her body and said, "Sect Master, where have you been? Ling'er and I have been waiting for you for so long!"
Fanchuan looked at Ziyue's blushing cheeks. He must have had a few more drinks and was already feeling a little tipsy. Fanchuan responded with a smile: "I went to do some small errands and kept you waiting..."
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At this time, the other three elders who had not met Fanchuan before also stood up and toasted to Fanchuan with their wine glasses. Fanchuan naturally responded politely.
After being polite, after three rounds of drinking, Fanchuan stood up, picked up his wine glass, and said to everyone present: "Elders and disciples, although I am the sect leader of Yeyue Sect, because of the
I have been away from home all year round and have never personally managed the Yeyue Gate. For this, I deeply apologize and hope that I will
I hope you can forgive me. Unfortunately, I will leave tomorrow because I have important matters involved. After that, several elders will be responsible for the big affairs of Yeyue Sect. As for the small affairs, Xinliang will decide them together. I hope
For the sake of the development of Yeyue Sect, you all should devote yourself to cultivation and become immortals as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of cheers and some boos from the audience. The cheers were naturally in support of the elders and Xinliang, while the boos were the reluctance of Wan Ling and others.
The banquet lasted until late at night. Fanchuan started to feel a little tipsy because he kept clinking glasses with others. Fanchuan thought that he had become immune to strong alcohol after cultivating, but what he remembered the most was Once when I was drunk, I broke into Muji City recklessly. The eldest brother of the horse caravan, Mo Gan, treated me to a drink.
However, the slight drunkenness now seemed like something Fanchuan deliberately wanted to experience.
Soon, most of the cultivators in the main hall had left, leaving only a few elders, Master Lingguan, and Wan Ling. Bai Pingren, Xinliang and others had also left.
Fanchuan asked Master Lingguan about the teaching of the true cultivation method, and Master Lingguan responded that he was ready to start teaching it immediately.
Fanchuan wanted the elders to personally understand the true spiritual cultivation method, so he did not explain much and only let Master Lingguan come to explain.
"Master, I'll spare you the trouble." Fanchuan cupped his fists and saluted.
Master Lingguan responded with a warm voice: "Sect master, please go and rest quickly. I will discuss it with several elders here. Once the results are obtained, I can implement it on my disciples of Yeyue Sect."
"That's very good." Fanchuan smiled and nodded, about to turn around and leave the main hall.
At this time, Wan Ling took Fanchuan's arm and said to Ziyue at the same time: "Sister Yue, Ling'er will accompany Fanchuan to rest first. Remember to rest early."
Wan Ling seemed to be in a very happy mood at the moment, immersed in this long-lost sense of happiness.
Ziyue did not answer Wan Ling. Instead, she glared at Fanchuan and said, "Fanchuan, although you are the sect master, if you dare to bully our Ling'er, I won't beat you!"
Ziyue seemed to have really drunk too much. She was guarding several elders and Master Lingguan but spoke without hesitation, which made Fanchuan look a little embarrassed.
"Okay, okay, our Great Elder Ziyue, don't worry, how could I bully Ling'er!" As he spoke, Fanchuan blinked at Ziyue again, signaling that there were others around him at the moment, so don't be so casual.
Ziyue seemed to realize that she was a little rash, so she stood behind Master Lingguan obediently, and at the same time took out her own spiritual collection slip, preparing to accept the teaching from Master Lingguan.
Seeing this, Fanchuan was polite to several elders and Master Lingguan again, and then walked out of the main hall with Wan Ling.
Unintentionally admiring the night view of Yeyuemen, Fanchuan took Wanling's little hand and quickly arrived outside a wing for rest.
Wan Ling looked at the wing in front of her, then at Fanchuan who was slightly tipsy, and said shyly: "Husband, are we... going to bed now?"
Fanchuangu pretended to be cunning and smiled: "Hehehe, of course, what else?"
Wan Ling was so frightened that her face turned pale, and then she kept beating Fanchuan's chest with her small fists. At the same time, she said coquettishly: "Hmph, how bad are you? You just promised Sister Yue not to bully me. You If I look at you, I will bully me..."
Fanchuan immediately returned to normal, hugged Wan Ling into his arms, and said affectionately: "My little lady, how could your husband bully you? Come on, come on, I will hold you to sleep."
As he spoke, Fanchuan pulled away and squatted down, holding Wan Ling's legs tightly with one hand, and lifted Wan Ling up in the air...