Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 916

The Immortal Lord's attitude perfectly reflects the contradiction and generation gap between those in high positions and the grassroots beings.

The consensus of the three realms is that the strong are respected. The strong can do whatever they want, and the grassroots can only follow the rules. The grassroots who violate the rules will not only be punished, but will also be rejected by the world and classified as aliens.

As a servant of a powerful being, it doesn't matter if you are a little aloof and unsociable, but if you go too far, you will suffer the consequences.

Most of these sufferings are caused by small things and small conflicts. You can't report them to the Immortal Lord, so you can only swallow them yourself. If you accumulate too many small grievances, you will be the victim in the end, so why bother?

Meng Ji and He Yu had learned their lessons from this experience, and Sang Yue had seen people around her worry about such trivial matters when she was in her hometown, so she learned to avoid them instinctively.

As for the words of the Immortal Lord, the three of them listened to them, but no one really dared to do it.

"It's better to have less trouble than more," Sang Yue did not refute directly, but said tactfully, "Since we are old friends and he has not done anything out of line, we should follow all the necessary etiquette and not embarrass him. But there is no rush for this matter, I will think about it when I come back."

During this time, she was either sleeping or on her way to sleep.

The time interval between sending gifts to Yun Changsheng was very long, so it didn't matter if it was delayed for a while. It was just right to let the other party know that she didn't really care about his feelings, and he didn't need to spend more time on her in the future.

The Immortal Venerable's words are not feasible, and Yun Changsheng's actions cannot be tolerated lightly.

Anyway, she has her own plans, so just don't make trouble for her.

The Immortal Lord obviously saw the real answer from the faces of his three immortal servants. He raised his eyebrows slightly and no longer expressed his opinion about the inequality in strength.

Respect other people's fate and come to them when you can't bear it anymore.

The family dinner with only a few people ended in a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Cleaning up the mess was just a matter of magic, and it was very easy. After the banquet, Sang Yue paid her respects to the Immortal Lord and then left, leaving the three people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Meng Ji and He Yu looked towards their master at the same time, but they found that the main seat was already empty.

Tsk, the two looked at each other again, shrugged, and left together talking and laughing.

……

There was no conversation that night. The next morning, Sang Yue washed up and went out to the main hall to find the Immortal Venerable. As a result, when she walked out of the door of the bedroom, she saw that the Immortal Venerable had been sitting in front of a tea table under a tree in the courtyard waiting for a long time.

Seeing his figure, Sang Yue was slightly surprised and called out secretly:

"Aman, when did he come?"

"I don't know. I just woke up in the space." Ah Man was also surprised, but his ability to accept it was better than hers. "Just wait, what's the fuss? He is the Lord, this is his palace, he can do whatever he wants."

As for waiting for the master, what's the problem? He didn't enter her bedroom, so what's wrong with waiting in the courtyard?
After receiving Aman's consciousness, Sang Yue remained silent.

Forget that Ah Man is a demon beast, whose only goal in life is to become the master's right-hand man. He is no longer a spirit that Jennifer can easily discard, and no longer a waste that drags Maggie down. There is no emotion between men and women in his heart, only the struggle between men and women.

It's okay, just wait, treat him and Yun Changsheng equally. She walked quickly to the courtyard, and under his raised gaze, she came up to him and saluted:
"I got up late and kept you waiting for a long time."

"I was just wandering around because I had nothing to do. I just came early." The Immortal Lord took a look at her and saw that she was still wearing the fairy clothes that he had personally sent to her. He couldn't help but say, "Didn't Aji help you get the fairy clothes? Why do you always wear the same one?" Female fairies always liked those colorful, flowing and light fairy clothes and robes, unlike her, who only wore the same one for years.

In fact, any one of them will do. As fairy clothes, they can be transformed into anything according to the owner's wishes.

But her style of clothing when she goes out is always simple and elegant, always the same color, rarely three colors. Seeing her looking down at herself with an expression of "no problem" on her face, he simply pointed out her concerns:
"There's no need to dress like a peasant girl when you go to collect herbs, right? You are an immortal."

She was an immortal, so she didn't need to get dirty while performing magic to collect herbs. Even if some rare medicinal plants needed to be picked by hand and soiled her clothes, wouldn't it be solved by performing the dust-clearing magic?

Although it was given by him, she was a little fairy and should live a happy life like the fairies in Xiaojing.

"It doesn't matter." Sang Yue lifted up a small piece of skirt with both hands and turned it in front of him. "Xiaojing doesn't have a clear rule that fairies must be as ethereal as fairies. Mine is called pastoral style."

She is low-key and tries not to attract attention.

Even though she was not very good-looking, she was not sure if the two curses on her body would play tricks on others and make them mistakenly think she was as beautiful as a fairy and chase after her... Now two powerful men were approaching her as old friends, and she was really scared.

"Whatever you want." Seeing that she was not unwilling at all, the Immortal Venerable was also happy to see her casualness and stretched out a hand to her, "Come here, let's go."

He personally asked an immortal to sew this immortal robe for him, and it is much tougher than the ordinary ones in Xiaojing.

But it must be admitted that the fairy clothes sewn by Xiaojing are novel and dazzling. Whenever fairies appear in groups, the scene is really dazzling and pleasing to the eye.

It’s a pity that she doesn’t like to wear...

Sang Yue glanced at his outstretched hand, and without thinking too much, she quickly stepped forward and held it. She had experienced this scene many times when traveling in the other world. Thinking of what he said last night about the Wanxiang Tomb being a dangerous place, it was probably similar to traveling in the other world.

Father, like son.

Even Aman, who had been single all his life, was startled when he accidentally caught the look in the eyes of the Immortal Lord when he was observing the outside world in the space.

But it didn't dare to say anything now, and looked away as if nothing had happened, not daring to stare at him. He was an immortal, not a fragile person like the master. If it stared at him, it was afraid that it would suddenly go blind before reaching the Wanxiang Tomb.

Following the heart is the secret of its survival and repeated escape from death.

Due to the interruption of its thoughts, its consciousness could not be transmitted to Sang Yue, which allowed her to hold someone's slightly cold hand with a calm mind and pure thoughts, and followed him without hesitation into the transmission halo channel that appeared in front of her.

Just as she stretched out one foot, half of her body was still here when she was suddenly pulled violently. Fortunately, someone grabbed her hand and pulled it back in time, and then cast a barrier, saving her from the danger of being pulled out of the passage and swept away.

With the Immortal Lord accompanying her, she was not very alert and recovered as normal after a brief fright.

After leaving the passage, they could see clearly that they were in the middle of a long and wide stone bridge. Above, below, left and right of the bridge were all empty, shrouded in smoke, making it difficult to see what was happening around them, and there was a hurricane howling.

It was this wind that almost blew her away. Still frightened, she looked around until she saw the Immortal Lord stop and look back waiting for her, then she hurriedly continued on her way.

"This place is called Wind-Eating Ridge." There was a barrier to block the wind, but no sound insulation. The Immortal Venerable slowly led her by the hand while listening to the ghosts and wolves howling outside and explained, "It's specially designed for those of you who go to the Wanxiang Tomb..."

If someone accidentally enters here unintentionally but by chance, the wind of Wind-Eating Ridge will at most make it difficult for the person to open his eyes, and he will enter in a daze.