A few hours later, Huang Hui walked to the gate of Luoyun Sect.
Compared to the dilapidation seventy years ago.
Luoyun Sect seems to be a little brighter now.
At least the sense of dilapidation is gone.
Just a thin layer of dust accumulated.
Looking at the three familiar words, Huang Hui shook his head and walked in.
What Huang Fu didn't expect was that there were two disciples of the third level of Qi training guarding the door.
Moreover, they look very immature, they must have just started.
"Who are you? Why did you step into our Luoyun Sect randomly?"
"Fellow Taoist, please retreat quickly."
The two of them spoke out, and at the same time they also exuded the aura of the third level of Qi Refining.
Trying to force Huang Fu away.
They were a man and a woman, their voices were a little childish, but when they looked at Huang Fu, they looked very unhappy.
"I am a disciple of Luo Yunzong and I have something to do with Master Ge Qianqiu."
Huang Fu said calmly.
After the two of them looked at Huang Fu for a while, they found that Huang Fu had no realm.
Without realm, doesn't it mean that he is just a mortal?
A mortal actually claimed to be their master's disciple, and the two of them immediately looked at each other.
"Junior sister, you go find Master."
Hearing this, the female disciple nodded and left in a hurry.
"Since you are Master's disciple, when did you join the sect?"
the male disciple asked.
"Eighty years ago, it was my senior sister who introduced me to it."
Huang Fu said, closing his eyes and replied.
Seeing Huang Fu like this, the male disciple frowned.
He seems to have never heard of such a person entering into the world eighty years ago?
"Then who is the senior sister who introduced you? What's your name?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Fu's unhurried voice sounded:
"Sister Cai Lingxi, my name is Huang Huan."
When he heard Cai Lingxi's name, the disciple was still deep in thought.
As a result, when Huang Fu said his name again, the disciple was immediately shocked.
Rumor has it that seventy years ago, the genius Huang Fu, who was supposed to win the first place in the Seven Sects Competition, used the power of the ninth level of foundation building to defeat two disciples of Lingyun Sect elder Yu Zhongjiang.
Later, because he was very similar to the person who was offered a reward by Shengxian Sect, he escaped.
He was chased and intercepted by at least tens of thousands of monks, and then fled into the Silent Hill. For more than seventy years, there was no news.
Unexpectedly, Huang Fu escaped secretly and lost his cultivation level.
Thinking of this, this disciple's thoughts surged and his eyes rolled several times.
Seeing him like this, Huang Fu frowned slightly.
After a while, Ge Qianqiu ran out in a hurry, covered in dust.
"Huang Hu?"
After seeing Huang Fu's back, Ge Qianqiu asked tentatively.
Huang Fu turned around and nodded.
"What's your cultivation level?"
Ge Qianqiu couldn't feel the fluctuations in Huang Fu's cultivation, and felt a little panic in his heart.
There are no realms and breath fluctuations, there are only two possibilities.
The first is that the person's realm is very high, and people of lower realms cannot detect it.
The second is to encounter danger, and then sacrifice one's own cultivation or spiritual roots in order to escape, in exchange for a life.
For Ge Qianqiu, Huang Fu cannot be the first type.
Although he knew that Huang Fu possessed the spiritual root of chaos, the spiritual root of chaos could not satisfy everything.
Although monks with chaotic spiritual roots practice very quickly, it is impossible for them to break through to a major realm in seventy years.
Ge Qianqiu has never seen it himself, so he naturally thinks so in his heart.
Huang Fu shook his head and said nothing.
"Come in first."
Seeing that Huang Fu was still being held back, Ge Qianqiu immediately brought Huang Fu in.
After a while, the female disciple arrived.
But before she could ask, Ge Qianqiu arranged for them to go back to rest.
"Brother, who is that person?"
The female disciple asked the senior brother on the side.
"Huang Hui."
The senior brother replied truthfully.
"Which Huang Huan is it?"
The female disciple asked again uncertainly.
The senior brother next to her nodded.
"What!"
Seeing her senior brother nodding, she immediately screamed.
Then many disciples were influenced by her.
Then they asked them what happened.
When they told Huang Hui that he was back, some of them immediately had a look of greed on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, they united with most of the Luoyun Sect's disciples and planned to capture Huang Fu and send him to the Shengxian Sect to receive the reward.
After all, Huang Fu's current cultivation level has not fluctuated, so they have no worries.
For them, they are not familiar with Huang Hui, and even if they are familiar with him, they will pretend not to be familiar with him.
Not to mention anyone speaking out for Huang Fu, there are many people who wouldn't be moved?
As for the love between brothers and sisters, does it have the value of cultivation resources?
And is Huang Fu, who has fallen into the mortal world, worthy of calling them brothers?
There is a difference between immortals and mortals, and monks will always look down on mortals.
If you want to compare with these, this is all a thing for another time.
Huang Fu is now being taken back to his attic room on the second floor by Ge Qianqiu.
Ge Qianqiu originally wanted to pour a cup of tea to Huang Fu, but then he realized that the cup of tea he was drinking now was ordinary tea that ordinary people often drink.
He rummaged through the cabinets and took out a small bag of tea leaves from the secret compartment he had made.
Rinse the teapot, pour a small amount of Lingcha tea leaves into it and let it steep.
After waiting for a few minutes, he poured the tea into Huang Fu's and his own cups.
Alas~
Ge Qianqiu sighed helplessly.
"How have you been in these seventy years?"
Huang Fu picked up the tea cup filled with tea, took a sip and asked.
"After all the hardships come the joy."
Ge Qianqiu smiled.
Compared to seventy years ago, Ge Qianqiu seems a bit older now.
"Have you recruited many disciples over the years?"
Huang Fu asked.
Since Ge Qianqiu can send two people to guard the door, it seems that there should be quite a lot.
Of course, this is just what Huang Fu thinks. Whether it is true or not depends on what Ge Qianqiu says.
"There are quite a lot of them. They all heard that you and Minwen won good rankings in the Seven Sects Competition seventy years ago and were extremely powerful. These people came from the surrounding towns, and there were also several small families among them.
His direct lineage is."
Ge Qianqiu replied with a smile.
Huang Fu nodded.
"After I escaped...senior sister, she..."
After Huang Huan took another sip of the spirit tea, he stopped talking.
"She was taken back to the Cai family when you left, and there was no news about her at all. Is she perhaps married to someone from the Yang family?"
Ge Qianqiu said with a forced smile.
Upon hearing this, Huang Huan's face darkened.
"I will leave here tomorrow."
After a long time, Huang Hui spoke up.
"Where to?"
Ge Qianqiu asked.
"First go to the Yang family and ask, then go to Lingyun Sect."
After Huang Fu thought for a while, he said.
"Aren't you going to Cai's house?"
Ge Qianqiu was confused.
"It's better to go directly to Yang's house than to go to Cai's house. A lot of time will be wasted in the middle."
Huang Fu said, taking another sip of spiritual tea.
"Isn't it that you have no cultivation..."
Before Ge Qianqiu could finish speaking, Huang Fu radiated the fifth level of the golden elixir.
After all, in their opinion, reaching the golden elixir level in seventy years is considered a genius, so Huang Fu thought about it and decided that it would be better to only show the fifth level of the golden elixir.