surnamed Wang

Wang Gangquan walked out swaggeringly, saw a fiery red figure on the way, and stopped unconsciously.

"Why?" This was his first sentence, without any surprise.

In the cell, Suzaku was lying happily on the big soft bed. There were all kinds of toiletry items in the room, although they were a bit old, so it didn't affect their use.

The little girl came over upon hearing the reputation, wrinkled her nose and said:

"Why do you smell so bad?"

"I should be the one asking you, isn't it too comfortable to live in?"

"Aren't all prison cells like this?"

The little girl looked innocent, this was her first time living in a cell, so she took it for granted that she should be like this.

Lu Yushan explained from the side:

"Junior Sister Nie saw Suzaku's talent is good, and wanted to take her as an apprentice, but she didn't want to, she wanted to find you for everything, so she was locked up here. Junior Sister didn't want to hurt her, so she moved some of her old things over here."

Wang Gingquan looked at the curious Suzaku, and was moved for a moment, beckoning and saying:

"Come on, go out."

……

Wang Gangquan stayed in Lingyun for half a month, eating and drinking delicious food every day, and gradually became familiar with the people on the mountain.

Except for the hidden sect leader, he has seen several elders and the three lords.

At night, Yanjunfeng, a group of people drinking and composing poems, but unfortunately there is no moon in the sky, otherwise there would be a few more masterpieces.

No matter when and where Du Zhao and others are, they always look like a standard fairy, good wine but not greedy, and their conversations are still decent after drinking.

Unlike Wang Gangquan and others, a group of cronies get together to chat, bragging, scolding and discussing right and wrong, which is extremely vulgar.

Everyone took turns reciting a poem, either from the scenery, or picking up the wisdom of the predecessors, and there was a burst of applause every time.

Wang Gingquan didn't talk about martial arts, relying on his own background in Jiuyuan, he opened the song "Will Entering the Wine", overwhelming the audience, no matter who spoke again after that, it would always be a bit off-putting, and the good wine would be spoiled by him.

Taking advantage of the hazy drunkenness, Du Zhao looked at Nie Bingxia who was not far away, and said to Wang Gangquan:
"Zhao Daoyou, you have the ability to let the beast recognize the master at such a young age, Du Mou really admires."

"Senior wants to intercede, let me allow Suzaku to worship under Senior Nie?"

"I don't know what Zhao Daoyou thinks?"

"Senior said something wrong. I never regarded Suzaku as a spiritual pet mount, but as a daughter, so..."

Speaking of this, Wang Gangquan deliberately paused.

"You have to pay more."

"what?"

Du Zhao thought he heard it wrong, and after reacting for a while, he said:
"It should be so. Although this world is poor in resources, Junior Sister Nie has saved a few decent treasures. If you don't mind, you can take them."

Wang Gingquan shook his head, "Senior misunderstood, this thing is not for me, but for that little girl, who is a master, how can you not give a meeting gift?"

"Haha, yes yes yes, Du Mou thanked Zhao Daoyou on behalf of junior sister first."

The two exchanged cups and drank for a while, when Wang Gangquan suddenly asked:

"Before I came down, I was always curious, what is the relationship between senior and Xu Junyu?"

"See it?"

Du Zhao put down his wine glass, sighed and said:

"To be honest, that little guy is Du's disciple. I have only accepted one disciple in my life. I have been punished for hundreds of years in the Asura Realm. I have cut off contact with him. When I get news, he has already died outside the territory. battlefield.

He left behind an apprentice who was congenitally boyish, surnamed Xu and named Junyu, as Daoyou Zhao said, I, as the master, should also give some greetings, but I didn't have the chance. "

There are many regrets in Du Zhao's words, and their regrets for more than 1000 years are more than this.

When every deceased person passed away, they were unable to go to mourn, and could only see their relatives and friends in the past when they dreamed back at midnight.

Time is not forgiving, even immortals are no exception. Everyone in Lingyun only hopes to return to the Three Immortals Realm before their lifespan is exhausted, and take another look at the people and things in their memories.

In order to reduce the feeling of unfamiliarity, they built the mountain gate to be the same as the Lingyun sect, and their appearance and habits have never changed... It's a pity that some people waited until they died, and they didn't wait for the day to return home.

The atmosphere gradually became heavy, Wang Gangquan didn't want to spoil his mood, so he changed the subject and said:

"I've been eating and drinking for nothing on the mountain for so long. I'm always a little embarrassed. It's very busy to see you coming in and out on weekdays. If you have a task next time, you might as well call me. Mr. Zhao still has some skills."

"Zhao Daoyou is too modest, our senior brothers have already learned your skills."

As Du Zhao said, he raised his wine glass, Wang Gangquan touched the other party lightly, and they both drank down.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Bingquan was still asleep when the door was knocked loudly. He turned over and murmured:
"Damn it, who is it this early in the morning?"

Lu Yushan's voice sounded outside:

"Zhao Daoyou, we are on a mission today, Senior Brother Du wants me to invite you to join us."

Wang Gingquan sat up and rubbed his temples. Du Zhao took it seriously when he casually said yesterday, and he was arranged to work so quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Bingquan, Lu Yushan, Du Zhao and a young disciple flew west.

The young disciple is called Tong Wang, about the same age as Wang Bingquan, he is the heir of an elder Lingyun, a native of Shura, he is full of chatter, and has a nickname in the sect called "Blind Inquiry".

Lu Yushan and Du Zhao didn't want to answer him, so they went to Wang Gingquan's side to chat with him after inquiring about it, and there was nothing there. In just a short time, Ling Yun let him finish talking about all the nonsense.

Said he was a stickler, and didn't mention anything about his own family. On the contrary, Lu Yushan was next to him, and his underpants were almost shaken off.

In order to prevent the fire from burning himself, Du Zhao interrupted:
"We're almost there, be quiet."

On this trip they are going to a line of mountains to the west of Lingyun, with the mountain as the boundary, the east belongs to Lingyun, and the west is occupied by evil cultivators all year round.

Today I received a tip report that a big monster broke through the barrier and invaded the territory, and the sect sent them to drive away the monster and restore the barrier.

When they were less than a hundred miles away, Wang Gangquan heard a roar from a long distance, and under the cover of layers of gray mist, the four of them vaguely saw a huge black shadow.

As it approached, a coercive pressure came, the surrounding air began to distort, and a huge meat ball appeared in everyone's sight.

The meatball roared while crawling across the grass, and a gap was abruptly knocked out by the mountains behind it.

"That crazy woman must be sick. She would seriously injure me at the expense of her own cultivation. That's unreasonable."

The fleshy ball uttered words, leaving a huge gully where it passed. It was not done on purpose by him, but a spike full of barbs stuck in its huge body.

The spikes glowed faintly with green light, and there were black veins all over the wound, and black blood kept gushing out, which should be caused by severe poison in the body.

"It's injured, do you want to take the opportunity to kill it?" Tong Wang asked.

Du Zhao stopped his figure and shook his head, "This monster's cultivation is a bit strange, let's wait and see how it changes."

The huge meat ball crawled on the ground for several miles, the chest spikes were still firm.

It grew several thick arms from its body to grab the spikes, but when it first touched it, it felt as if it was hit by an iron plate, making a "sizzling" sound and emitting a lot of black smoke, and a large black vein quickly appeared at the position where it started.

... (end of this chapter)