Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2187 Interlude

"Are you back?"

When Zhenjun Xuanyang returned to the main hall of Longyin Peak, he was about to call his disciples for a meeting, but found that someone was already waiting for him in the main hall.

"...Master." True Monarch Xuanyang's pupils trembled slightly.

Lin Pingzhen turned his head, but suddenly remembered that there was an elder here and hurried back to the right.

The person leaning on the only bench in the hall did not respond, and he was the one who made the inquiry at the beginning.

Daoist Fenghua glanced at his disciple who was not young, and said casually: "This is from that little disciple Yuan Heng? Why, I see that you look bad, but who made you unhappy."

He changed his voice and said with a light smile, "It can't be that guy Yuan Heng."

"Huh? No, if not, why did our Zhenjun Xuanyang pull his face? I thought you were dealt with by Yuan Heng on the other side. As we all know, he has always been... very defensive." At this time, Daoist Fenghua The contemptuous expression on his face didn't know when to retreat, his eyes stared at him, the disciple who had been independent for a long time, like a falcon.

Hearing that Rao's concentration has always been very good, Xuanyang Zhenjun couldn't help but change his expression.Of course, it's not just because of the content of this passage. From the literal meaning of this passage, it seems that there is no offensive meaning, and there is even some intimacy between master and apprentice.

——This is from the perspective of outsiders.

But Xuanyang Zhenjun knew that Master was angry, and he was very angry.This person's anger is often not sent out all at once, but more like a slow knife cutting flesh, making you taste the torture of pressure bit by bit.

Look, even Xuanyang Zhenjun called him out, the other party never called him like that.Ever since he was a child, he would only call out like this when he made the other party extremely angry.

So... Where did he make the other party angry?Before this torture started, True Monarch Xuanyang was already dripping with cold sweat.

"Tell me, whose bad idea is this time?" Fenghua sneered this time: "You don't need to say, I can guess who it is."

"Only Yuan Shuyi, who is not stingy, will do such a thing. That guy never knows what his face is written on. I think he is shameless. He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he has learned to bully A little baby who can't even reach a fraction of his age. I'm really ashamed of him—" Until the point of anger, the other party didn't even say "the deity" and almost cursed.

The two people who were quietly "hulled" in the hall felt a little terrified when they heard it.

The person called "Yuan Shuyi" was not an ordinary sect cultivator because he had been scolded and scolded by the other party all the time.

The other party is of the same generation as Daoist Fenghua, his name is Yuan Shuyi, his name is "Yuntian", one of the nine incarnations of the sect, Daoist Yuntian.

This Daoist Yuntian was born in the same generation as Daoist Fenghua, but he was older than Fenghua.He came from a good family background and had a good family and mentoring support since he was a child. His talent was not as good as Fenghua, and his cultivation was gradually improved. He belonged to a very typical traditional school in that generation.

So it is also destined that the brilliance he radiates must not be as good as the elegance of the same generation, and it is not even as good as many outstanding children of the same generation.But he was equally famous in that generation, but in a different way—

This guy obviously came from a family of cultivators, and the family is also known as a chivalrous master in the sect, but he has raised a strange character like him.

With his family who are kind and generous in the cultivation world and have an excellent reputation, this Daoist Yuntian really lives up to the name his parents gave him.On the contrary, he is an eccentric person, and he treats people harshly, and his methods are extreme and extreme.

Even though it was rumored that he never seemed to have harmed anyone or done anything unrighteous.But obviously the other party's code of conduct is contrary to the Zongmen's usual upright style.

And as a neighbor who broke through the retreat, as a brother of the same sect for many years, or even as a monk of the same generation who knew the details and seen the methods of both sides, Daoist Fenghua can be said to know Daoist Yuntian very well.

Looking at several Taoist monarchs, he is the only one who has to chase people to ask about the situation regardless of their physical condition.

"So it's him?!" Daoist Fenghua scolded the person who didn't know where he was in the same words, and finally asked Zhenjun Xuanyang such a question inexplicably.

Although it is a question sentence, his tone is undoubtedly certain, and he has confirmed his inner answer.

Seeing Zhenjun Xuanyang nod affirmatively with some difficulty, Daoist Fenghua's eyes flashed, he sat up from the bench and stood up, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly condensed into one, and the whole scene was silent.

Xuan Yang thought that he was about to receive more violent shouts from his elders, because he already understood why his master was angry.

but no--

The strange thing is that Xuanyang Zhenjun and Lin Pingzhen felt that the turbulent emotions that had just collided in the hall seemed to calm down in an instant, and they were obviously under the good control of the master, and they were suppressed one by one. .

But Xuan Yang didn't feel that everything was over like this, on the contrary, it might be the precursor of the storm.

"Xiaoxin." Feng Huadao said, his tone seemed to have regained his composure.

Xuan Yang froze, faintly afraid to answer. "Xin" is the name of Xuanyang Zhenjun. His first name is Xu Xinsheng, and Xiaoxin is his nickname. Since his parents left, no one has called him by this name for many years. Now the only one who can call him this nickname is Fenghua is alone.

Such a warm call was like a soft knife, filling his heart bit by bit, causing him to feel a certain sense of restlessness.

"Then what about you? Why did you do this?" Daoist Fenghua asked, with a certain kind of scrutiny, staring at this disciple he had placed high hopes on, and there was a slight disappointment in the depths of his eyes-although it was not deep. , but it does exist.

The disappointment was so obvious, like a thorn in the bone, deeply clenched in his heart, thorn after thorn, the pain was not strong, but it was so uncomfortable.

True Monarch Xuanyang thought, he probably really regretted it a bit.

He knew what Master was asking, and he also knew where the other party's disappointment came from.Indeed, he, too, was a real disappointment.

The other party probably wanted to ask him why he accepted such an unreasonable request from Lord Yuntian, why he didn't refuse, why he chose to sacrifice, why he did such... things that went against what he was used to teaching.

Faced with the questioning of the most respected and loved one, I obviously have a thousand words in my heart, but now I seem to be unable to say anything.Because even he actually didn't understand why?

(End of this chapter)