Wang Yuan asked several long-standing doubts in succession. Although Feng Buyang only answered one question that everyone knew, after he said it, he listed them one by one, which made it convenient for Wang Yuan to think and speculate on his own.
Suddenly, Wang Yuan had an idea. Since Feng Buyang couldn't tell some secrets, he could change his mind and ask.
"Brother Feng, I know that Hongfen Palace has never accepted male monks, but I see that you have become the elder of Hongfen Palace. Is there any reason for this?"
Feng Buyang's cultivation was unpredictable, so of course he knew Wang Yuan's little plan. He laughed, as if he had a special regard for Wang Yuan.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, so I won't be reprimanded by the Palace Master if I speak out. The thing is, the Palace Master's thoughts are very strange and powerful. Of course, they are not as powerful as the source of life and death of reverse cultivation." As he spoke,
, Feng Buyang looked at Wang Yuan.
"The palace master's thoughts turned into three thousand incarnations, and they entered the reincarnation of the world one after another and realized the world of mortals. This is somewhat similar to the Buddhist practice of escaping into the mortal world. And one of the palace master's thoughts transformed into my disciple at that time. Of course, I
I never thought that my apprentice would be the famous palace master. Therefore, this karma caused me to come to Hongfen Palace as an elder."
Wang Yuan also smiled slightly and said: "Brother Feng, this life is very exciting. Being able to accept a master in the tribulation stage as a disciple will make all the monks envious."
Feng Buyang smiled and said nothing. Without this cause and effect, he would never have stayed under someone else's roof.
"Also, I want to ask, there is a cause and effect between me and the palace master. But after I got the wooden fish back, the cause and effect should be resolved. But why does the palace master still let me join the Pink Palace? Can you tell me?"
Feng Buyang touched his chin, and then said: "This is not a big secret. Have you forgotten that on the Peach Blossom Road, you received the palace-suppressing spell personally taught by the palace master? This is one of the reasons, as for the others
Yes, it involves absolute secrecy."
Wang Yuan had the urge to scratch his head. He hadn't encountered such a troublesome and cunning old monster for a long time. No matter how he asked, Feng Buyang would cleverly avoid it, leaving him nowhere to use his strength.
Feng Buyang seemed to see what Wang Yuan was worried about. He patted Wang Yuan on the shoulder: "Little brother, if you have nothing else to say, I will go back and see you at the banquet tomorrow."
Tomorrow is the end of the birthday banquet, and there will be no shortage of palace masters to host it.
With no other choice, Wang Yuan could only stand up and say goodbye, watching Feng Buyang leave with a big smile.
Wang Yuan smiled helplessly, and suddenly, a voice came from his consciousness. It was the joyful laughter of little Ling'er. She had already flown here.
After a moment, a blue figure jumped on Wang Yuan's shoulder. This beautiful elf was smiling and must have something happy to share with Wang Yuan.
"Why, are you willing to come back?" Wang Yuan joked.
"Ling'er can't live without uncle, but my sister said that uncle will leave tomorrow, so Ling'er will return to uncle immediately." Little Ling'er raised her chin to please Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan's eyes fell on Xiao Ling'er's waist, and he had to pay attention, because when Xiao Ling'er rang the important bell of Hongfen Palace that day, he found that the storage bag had been hung here.
"What's in this storage bag?" Wang Yuan was a little curious, wondering what good things Qian Jiuyu had given Xiao Ling'er that she couldn't put down.
Speaking of good things, Xiao Ling'er became interested immediately. She sat on Wang Yuan's shoulder, lifted up the storage bag that was bigger than her, put her little hands in and grabbed it randomly, and suddenly threw out the treasures one by one.
Swish!
Streams of light flashed across the night from time to time. Wang Yuan's eyes were filled with these brilliant and colorful lights. God knows how Qian Jiuyu gave Xiao Ling'er so many rare treasures from heaven and earth. They were rare, luxurious, and precious. They could only be used.
These are just a few words to describe these babies.
Wang Yuan recognized some of them, such as "Tian Lei Yaoli", "Soaring Snake Ghost Grass", "Dragon and Phoenix Lingxue", etc. These are all recorded in ancient books and are extremely rare things.
Wang Yuan had seen many treasures, but his awareness was constantly shattered by the treasures thrown out by Xiao Ling'er. Later, he was already numb, but he was wondering why Qian Jiuyu wanted to please Xiao Ling'er so much.
"Could it be that Qian Jiuyu saw where Xiao Ling'er came from? Has she made up her mind about the innate formation?"
This is possible, because Qian Jiuyu is a master of the Tribulation Stage, with extraordinary skills. Wang Yuan can hide it from the Dacheng Stage monks, but he may not be able to hide it from the masters of the Transition Stage Tribulation Stage.
Looking at the mountains of treasures piled on the ground, little Ling'er sat on the mountain of treasures, her face flushed, she grabbed one and ate it in big mouthfuls. It didn't matter what it was, as long as it was spiritual, it could be eaten.
When Little Ling'er came back, Wang Yuan's cave was quietly moving, expanding outwards, and the speed gradually increased...
"If this continues, what will my cave sky look like? Is it possible that it will form a continent larger than Dongsheng Shenzhou?" Wang Yuan was surprised, but he immediately started laughing at himself.
His cave lacked many things, let alone compared with Dongsheng Divine Continent. Wang Yuan could not imagine that a monk at any level could control an area as large as a continent. Even the monks at the Tribulation Stage could not do it.
After looking at this treasure mountain again, Wang Yuan realized why on the day of his birthday, a monk who dedicated his "Spirit Mother" was rewarded by Qian Jiuyu and received great fortune. It turned out that Qian Jiuyu's treasure house had been stolen by Xiao Ling'er.
Moved in!
Shocked by so many treasures, Wang Yuan felt like the richest man.
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Wang Yuan broke into a cold sweat and thought to himself: "Qian Jiuyu doesn't know that if these treasures are given to Xiao Ling'er, they are given to me in disguise. What is her plan?"
A strange feeling came over him. The other party was a master in the tribulation stage. Wang Yuan couldn't deduce it. If one of them failed, the other party would notice it.
Little Linger ate with his mouth, and under Wang Yuan's instructions, he returned the dazzling mountain of treasures to the storage bag one by one. From now on, Wang Yuan no longer has to worry about little Ling'er's rations.
The days are coming to an end.
Little Ling'er was very full and flew back to the cave to sleep. At this time, Wang Yuan was left alone on the cliff.
Looking at the hanging moon in the sky, Wang Yuan's eyes gradually became cold. Tomorrow the birthday banquet will be over, and he will have to face the crusade from the monks. Wang Yuan has been punished many times, but this time it is the most intense and cruel, and there are many tyrannical ones among them.
The old monster has thoughts about him.
"Who?" Suddenly, Wang Yuan said coldly, casually hit a magic spell and flew into the darkness.
Snapped!
The magic formula was destroyed in an instant, and no power was released. The person who came was very strong, ridiculously strong, and Wang Yuan couldn't help but secretly be on guard.
"Yes, Dong Yu, your insight is very good. You deserve to be able to compete in the ring and stand at the top of this generation of disciples." A nice female voice came, which made Wang Yuan frown even more.
A graceful figure walked out of the darkness. Although Wang Yuan did not recognize this woman, Wang Yuan knew her identity. She was the elder who appeared to announce the palace master's will on the day Xiao Ling'er got into trouble!
This elder has a delicate face. Time has not been etched on her face, but her charm still remains.
"I've met the elder." Wang Yuan relaxed his guard and bowed with clasped fists.
"There's no need to be polite. I've been here for a long time and saw that you and Feng Buyang were having a good chat, so I didn't bother you." She smiled slightly.
Wang Yuan was shocked. He knew Feng Buyang's cultivation level, but even Feng Buyang didn't notice the existence of this elder. So her cultivation level was even higher than Feng Buyang's!
"I wonder what the elder is called?" Wang Yuan continued to ask.
"Wan Yiyao."
"Elder Wan is here, what do you want to talk to this junior about?"
"That's right, this is not the place to talk. You come with me." Elder Wan waved his hand, and before Wang Yuan could resist, the world was spinning and he had already moved away the next moment.
Here is a small pavilion, with music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and tea and ancient lamps. This is an elegant place. There is also a small couch over there, which seems to be a place to rest.
"Sit down." Elder Wan asked, pointing to his chest.
As long as he comes, he will be safe. Wang Yuan is not afraid that Elder Wan will have unexpected intentions towards him. Elder Wan has a high status, so he will know more. Qian Jiuyu's appreciation of Wang Yuan is also a protective umbrella for Wang Yuan.
"This is a tea tree carefully cultivated by our Hongfen Palace disciples. It has the effect of refreshing the mind and resolving worries." After Wan Yiyao sat down, she stared at Wang Yuan, seeming to be very interested in Wang Yuan and wanted to get a clue.
"Oh? This tea actually has such an effect, so juniors should try it." As he said this, Wang Yuan picked up the beautiful tea cup and took a sip of tea.
As soon as this sip of tea entered the stomach, it turned into a stream of pure spiritual energy that rushed into the limbs and lilies. Every inch of the body was washed, as if soaked in a spiritual spring. Some thoughts disappeared at this moment of relaxation. Wang Yuan couldn't help but praise.
: “Good tea!”
Wang Yuan slowly put down the teacup and secretly observed Elder Wan Yiyao. She was an elegant woman, proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, and her cultivation was terrifying. She would not bring her here without reason.
Wan Yiyao nodded with a smile: "I've finished the tea, and I feel relaxed. I want to talk to you about something."
"Elder Wan, please speak."
"Do you know that to reach the realm of transcending the tribulation period, you need to go through the sixth level of ascension tribulation?" Wan Yiyao said.
Wang Yuan nodded: "This junior naturally knows."
"Then do you know what is the fifth calamity that the palace master has passed through?"
Wang Yuan shook his head, he would not know such a secret.
"It's the 'Love Tribulation'." Wan Yiyao suddenly said.
Wang Yuan's eyes moved and he vaguely noticed something, but Wan Yiyao said too little and not enough.
"Please speak clearly, Elder Wan."
Wan Yiyao stood up, her slim figure walking around the small pavilion, lowering her head slightly in thought.
"Stretch out your hand." Wan Yiyao suddenly lowered her waist and said to Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan stretched out his hand, not understanding what Wan Yiyao wanted to do.
"Sure enough!" Wan Yiyao's eyes flashed, a little surprised and a little sighing, "You are..."