After everyone had dispersed, Wei Ting, who was still dressed in navy blue cloth, glanced at Nie Feng indifferently, and sneered sarcastically: "Commander Nie is so majestic, he can't even protect a child!"
"He is my apprentice." Next to Wei Ting, a middle-aged man wearing a gray cotton straight jacket, gentle and elegant, like a Confucian, but with a tired look and melancholy in his eyes, looked at him with some displeasure and said lightly.
"Oh~" Wei Ting looked at him with raised eyebrows, smiling a little stiffly, "In that case, then I won't watch the former protector educate his disciples." He said with a meaningful sneer, turned around and walked towards the sect.
Hearing the deliberately emphasized word "education", Nie Feng's heart skipped a beat and he glanced at Master Yuan Jiang's face.
Yuan Jiang still looked tired and indifferent. He said calmly: "Follow me." He walked towards the sect.
"Yes" Nie Feng lowered his head and responded, put away the ghost dragon, and followed calmly - even though he had already guessed that he was going to the execution hall.
Since Luo Yan's safe return, Shui Ming Sect, one of the super sects of the God Storage Realm, has been immersed in great joy. Not to mention the obvious things like setting up colorful buildings, laying out red carpets, and having large-scale holidays.
Just look at the various departments and departments that were ordered around by the top management and you will know how much the sect takes this matter seriously.
At this time, our sect master, Murong Bo, who is known as one of the most courageous leaders, is no different from an ordinary father. He is happily tidying up the room for his son, just looking at the dazzling decorations, like a nouveau riche.
Visitors to the "Yuchen Garden" of the house will know what kind of aesthetics the great sect leader Murong has...
"Quick, quick, quick! Move in, move in! Hey, I told you to slow down, this thing is so valuable!" Murong Bo, only wearing a red and black silk shirt, was standing in the dormitory with his sleeves rolled up, shouting urgently.
He roared and directed everyone to carry various jewelry. It seemed that if he hadn't been concerned about his status as the sect leader, this guy would have rolled up his sleeves and gone into battle himself.
Luo Yan's palace is very luxuriously built. Not to mention the flowing water outside, the shade of flowers and trees, and how rich the vitality is. Just looking at the carved railings, jade inlays, and the richly carved main hall, you will know that Murong Bohua
How much thought was put into it. The dark glazed tiles are the top, glowing with a faint blue light in the bright sunshine. The roots of the white marble carved dragon pillars are as thick as two people hugging each other. The outside of the hall is paved with flat white jade, and the ground inside the hall is made of whole blocks.
It is made of pieces of black crystal that are polished and spliced together. It is as smooth and seamless as a mirror, and the furnishings inside are even more exquisite.
This is what Mr. Murong Tan saw when he arrived.
He walked through the flower beds, stepped on the gravel path polished with white crystal stones under his feet, and then looked at the precious flowers and trees that made Mei Hechen envious and jealous. He couldn't help but sigh - this prodigal son! If Luo Yan
If you were here, you would definitely be drooling and discover that these stones are actually those crushed high-quality Yuanli stones!
When he arrived at Luo Yan's dormitory, "The sound of wild geese is far away", and then looked back at the "Moon Holding" pavilion deep in the flower garden, Murong Tan was even speechless. The names of these two places are taken from a poem: When the sound of wild geese is far away, people can't speak.
, Whose plain machine weaves the new snow in the autumn mountain When the wild man wakes up drunk, the hundred-foot old pine holds the half-moon in his mouth. The original more elegant name is nothing. The problem is that when the old man sees this elegant and vigorous running script, he knows that it comes from the person who is now the emperor.
The Elder’s Second Elder’s Thoughts on Navigation——A mighty martial emperor-level powerhouse turned into a scholar who wrote a plaque...
He entered the palace with his hands behind his back and his eyes were shining. Before he could complain, his son Murong Bo pulled him aside and said: "Dad, please don't block the way." When the old man looked back, he almost died of anger——
Why did I give birth to such a common man! Two high-ranking Wu Zongzheng carefully carried a huge and bright blood coral that was half a person tall. The person following them carried a head-sized Dongzhu, and then walked in.
Looking back...the old man was completely powerless!
"Hey, come on, bring it to Jin'er's bedside!" Murong Bo didn't have any consciousness of being scolded as a nouveau riche. He was still directing happily, not noticing the envy and disdain of everyone.
eyes
The old man stroked his chest to make sure he was not mad to death, and scolded helplessly and contemptuously: "Stop, stop, stop! What's all this! Haven't you already cleaned it up before? What's the point of singing this?
out?"
Murong Bo said nonchalantly: "Oh, haven't I met him before? I just found out two days ago that some things don't fit well, such as clothes. They are a little too fat and need to be re-tailored."
The old man threw a chestnut at it and yelled angrily: "I can guarantee that if you decorate his room like this, that kid will make you run away from home!"
"No? It looks quite comfortable to me, right?" Murong Bo touched his head and looked at the newly decorated room with great satisfaction.
The old man is so angry, what kind of aesthetic sense is this! He paused and said: "Don't you know your son likes to be vegetarian? During the competition, did you see him wearing bright and complicated clothes? - Wait, don't tell me that you
The clothes I chose for him are all bright red and yellow!"
"Eh? Dad, how do you know?" Murong Bo said awkwardly, "I saw that he was wearing too plain clothes, and I was afraid that he would be embarrassed when he came back, so..."
The old man glared at him with disdain: "I just don't understand. Why can't Zi Yuan, who has such a good aesthetic sense, change you? Your son is better than you!"
"..." Murong Bo smiled awkwardly
Sect Leader Murong has always been criticized for having too vulgar aesthetics. It is said that when he proposed to Feng Ziyuan, he gave him a crystal statue as tall as a person. It was natural that he was his sweetheart. It is also said that when Miss Feng saw the statue, she
She blushed and spat: "How vulgar!" - But the marriage of the two was confirmed by this.
The old man was helpless by him, and he helplessly pointed out: "Look, there is no youthful vigor in this, it is like a nouveau riche! You listen to me, take away these curtains wrapped with gold wire and inlaid with gems, and replace them with
It was made into plain silk gauze; all the gold cups and silver cups were removed, replaced with blue and white porcelain, and a carved jade cup was added; the messy decorations on the walls were also removed, replaced with a few landscape calligraphy and paintings, and placed below
A low nanmu table and a cushion made of white tiger skin; as for the window sill, just put a few potted plants like spider plants! Those people, you don’t want to move the treasures in, just leave the blood coral to calm them down.
Yes, there has been a lack of popularity in this palace. I will get some ambergris later and burn it on the way up, so let’s do this for now!”
Murong Bo protested with a grimace: "Father, are you too old-fashioned in your arrangement? You don't have the vigor of a young man, do you?"
"Fuck you, do you understand or do I understand?" The old man glared at him and walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone in a daze.
"Sect Master, can you still move these things?" The boy who just brought the huge Dongzhu in asked cautiously.
"Move it! Move it wherever it came from!" Murong Bo, who was embarrassed, yelled at him angrily and left with a curse.
The sun is shining brightly outside and it is extremely warm, but the Shuiming Sect's forbidden area "Shuiming Cave" is covered with ice and snow. The rich cold air mixed with vitality is constantly spurting out from inside. The elders and core disciples who practice here are one by one.
My whole body is covered with a layer of frost
Deep in the cave, there is an absolutely forbidden area called the "Ice Drinking Room". Except for the direct descendants of the Murong family who have been approved by the current sect leader, no one is allowed to enter. Anyone who violates this rule will be executed!
But now this absolutely forbidden area is filled with a strong air of ice. On the only simple ice platform, a white figure was lying quietly. Suddenly, he moved and slowly opened his eyes...