Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 885: Good, this is a very good word!

"Murong Xi?"

The sky was bright, and the silver bells hanging from the glazed eaves of the Spirit Beast Garden reflected a dazzling luster.

Murong Xi's white skirt swept across the wisps of smoke rising from the green jade bricks. The moon-purple fur of the baby in her arms rippled with golden light, casting flickering shadows on the astonished faces of the surrounding monks.

“Click—”

For some reason, the tip of the young animal's tail twitched a few times, and the light sound of it brushing against the skirt broke the silence, and hundreds of gasps suddenly rose from all directions.

"It's the Yunming Sword Master, the Yunming Sword Master of Chaosheng Pavilion."

"Isn't Yunming Sword Master of the Water Element? Why did he suddenly take a fancy to this Moon Thunder Mutated Ni Beast? Why did he have to get involved in this?"

Some people were puzzled by Murong Xi's behavior, while others could guess her intentions.

"The Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion and the Taiyin Si Clan have always been on good terms. True Lord Yunming's appearance now suggests he's siding with the Taiyin Si Clan..."

Many people looked at Jie Lei Gu Chi and his group with interest. Even they could see the trick, so it seemed that the parties involved must have realized it as well.

As expected, Dong Yi's face was as dark as dark water, and he practically squeezed out a snarl from between his teeth: "Is Chaosheng Pavilion also going to follow the example of the Si Clan and raise the Moon Thunder Lion?"

He kept talking, the blue bricks on the cloud carpet beneath his feet cracking inch by inch. "But the owner of this beast stall has already made it clear that the battle will be fought between me, Jie Lei Guchi, and the Taiyin Si Clan. Now that you've suddenly intervened, I'm afraid that's breaking the rules, isn't it?"

"Really?"

Murong Xi reached out and stroked the cub's head, smiling and saying, "I don't know about that. When I arrived, I saw the stall owner said he couldn't make a decision, so he simply let the cub choose for itself. Whichever way it goes, it will belong to that owner..."

"Since the stall owner has said so, I guess it wouldn't be against the rules for me to take action."

"Murong Xi!"

Dong Yi's eyes were fierce, and the lightning pattern on his brow twitched faintly: "Are you determined to make things difficult for me, Lei Guchi?"

Murong Xi laughed loudly, "What are you saying, Fellow Daoist Dong? First, I didn't break any rules. Second, I didn't rob Leiguchi specifically against you. The Taiyin Si Clan didn't say anything either. Why are you accusing me of this?"

The veiled woman from the Taiyin Si tribe was already laughing in her heart, but her face remained stern. She said in a clear voice, "We of the Taiyin Si tribe are willing to accept defeat. Since the cub has made his choice, we will leave now and never mention the little beast again."

Murong Xi began to praise, making eye contact with Si Xuanshuang, and said, "Fellow Daoist Si's broad-mindedness is truly admirable..."

The two of them sang in unison, which really made some people present who did not understand the twists and turns of the situation feel that they belonged to someone, and they could not help but think to themselves:
"Indeed, even the Taiyin Si Clan hasn't said anything yet. Why are you, Jie Lei Gu Chi, who's in the wrong to begin with, still making such a fuss? Do you really want to tear your face off with both Chao Sheng Pavilion and the Taiyin Si Clan at the same time?"

Dong Yi still didn't give up. Seeing that he couldn't convince Murong Xi, he once again stared at the stall owner with a sinister look.

"Stall owner, please be fair. What will become of this Yuehua Lei Ni cub?"

"Don't worry, stall owner. Just answer from your heart. I, Murong Xi, will ensure you are safe."

Murong Xi did not forget to give a gentle reminder.

The stall owner was originally in a dilemma, but now there is another Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion, making it a three-way dilemma.

His face was pale, sweat dripping down his forehead. He looked at Dong Yi, who was about to bite him, and Murong Xi, who was standing there smiling. He simply made up his mind, closed his eyes and replied, "I have just made it clear for the last time. Wherever the little beast goes, it will belong to that family..."

"it is good!"

Dong laughed out of anger, and the lightning pattern on his forehead almost burst into purple fire.

"Master Yunming is very cunning, and I will keep it in mind."

He bowed to Murong Xi, then turned and left.

The remaining people in Jie Lei Gu Chi were still unwilling to accept it and wanted to fight for it again, but when they saw that their leader had turned around and left, they had no choice but to follow in a hurry.

The bustling Spirit Beast Garden suddenly fell silent, with only the rustling of the wind as a dozen or so purple-cloaked monks walked...

"Brother Dao, are we just going to let it go like this?"

After passing through the triple moon cave door, someone in the Jie Lei Ancient Pool lost his patience and asked angrily.

"What else can we do? Are we really going to go to war with Chaosheng Pavilion?"

Dong Yi's expression was calm, terrifyingly peaceful.

He suddenly stopped and looked at the thunderclouds hanging upside down in the Cloud Lake outside the corridor. The thunder seal faintly emerging in his palm reflected a ghostly face on the water surface.

"Murong Xi wasn't the only one present just now. I could vaguely sense that Guan Xingzi from the Jiuyao Xingshu Palace, the Broken Gold Child from the Wuxiang Sword Tomb, and Jin Tianqi from the Jinmuyuan all had their spiritual consciousness lingering, presumably observing any omissions from us..."

The Guchi sect member was shocked and exclaimed, "Since Jin Tianqi is here, why doesn't he show up to support us?"

If Jinmuyuan had supported her, Murong Xi would not have been so bold and acted recklessly.

"Hum..."

Dong Yi suddenly sneered, but his eyes were still terrifyingly cold: "Compared to supporting me in robbing Leiguchi, I'm afraid Jin Tianqi would rather us forge a mortal feud with Chaosheng Pavilion..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the remaining Guchi disciples suddenly became gloomy, and their thoughts became mixed.

Compared to the Taiyin Si Clan and Chaosheng Pavilion, their robbery of Leiguchi and Jinmuyuan did seem like a forced alliance. In fact, the descendants of the two families somewhat looked down on each other...

"Compared to Jinmuyuan, I'm actually more curious about Murong Xi..."

Dong Yi murmured, "She has always been good at the Cloud and Water Sword Technique, so where did she get the Moon and Thunder dual-attribute skills?"

Although he was busy comparing himself with Si Xuanshuang just now and did not notice when Murong Xi arrived or what means he used, there were only a few ways that could make the young beast leave him and Si Xuanshuang and leave, so it was not difficult to guess.

But the problem lies here. The reason why Murong Xi is famous in the three cities of Xiajin is because he specializes in the way of clouds and water. Even his Taoist fruit is called "Shengsheng Cloud and Water Sword", which shows his skills.

How did such a person achieve what he just saw?
"Is there someone behind this?"

Everyone had doubts. It's not that they didn't see Chen Mu, but they saw that he didn't even reach the level of asking for the way, and his whole body was filled with the purest water energy. He didn't look like the master behind Murong Xi at all.

"Perhaps Murong Xi happens to have Dao Marks of both Moon and Thunder..."

After much speculation, everyone could only make wild guesses.

Dong Yi shook his head, suppressing his doubts. He said calmly, "Don't mention this matter again. There will always be a chance to vent your anger in the future. For now, let's focus on the Dragon Fishing Feast."

He thought for a moment, then turned and headed southeast, sneering, "Come with me to meet Jin Tianqi. Since he's been hiding in the dark, he should at least give us some compensation..."

……

In an elegant attic room in Taipei City, blue smoke curls up from a gilded animal-head furnace.

Chen Mu and Murong Xi sat on either side of carved rosewood chairs. Across from them, the Taiyin Si tribe members wore moon-white mermaid silk robes, their clan crest embroidered in silver thread at the lapels. Murong Xi still held the young Yuehua Lei Ni in her arms, but before she could pet it again, the creature suddenly broke free, its beaded curtain swaying in the breeze from the others' sleeves, and it flew straight to Chen Mu's feet.

Everyone was quite surprised to see this, and their eyes shifted back and forth between Chen Mu and Murong Xi.

Si Xuanshuang's veil was still on, but one could vaguely see the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "I thought Sister Xi's beast taming skills had improved, but I mistook the bright moon for a firefly."

Murong Xi pretended to be angry, pointing at the little beast and scolding him, "I fed you a few lightning traces, and you're so impatient that you can't stay still for a moment?"

The little beast didn't react, but just stuck its furry head into the corner of Chen Mu's robe. Tiny arcs of electricity danced among its dark purple fur, echoing the cloud patterns faintly visible on the hem of Chen Mu's clothes.

Seeing this, everyone burst into laughter. The laughter was so long and far-reaching that it instantly shattered the light coming in through the window...

While laughing, Si Xuanshuang looked intently at the young man in plain robe in front of her.

Dark water patterns were faintly flowing between the wide sleeves with cloud patterns. It was clear that he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, but his whole body was surrounded by the clear and empty aura of the Tao.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the Xuanshuang jade pendant on her waist. How could she have never heard of such an outstanding cultivator?

"Could it be..."

She was about to think carefully when she saw Murong Xi's wide sleeves fluttering lightly, and her jade fingertips brought up a wisp of cloud and water fragrance:
"I was just about to introduce you all. This is my eleventh junior brother who has just joined the mountain sect. His surname is Chen, his name is Mu, and his Taoist name is Lingyuan..."

When the Si clan members heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and Yuese Baili subconsciously took half a step forward.

The young man in the plain robe stood up calmly. The light from the sky passed over the jade token hanging from his waist, casting a green spot of light on the yellow wood. "Lingyuan greets the True Lords."

Her clear voice is like the sound of a jade chime, and her wide sleeves, when they fall, carry with them the faint scent of pine smoke and ink.

"It really is that alien visitor!"

Si Xuanshuang suddenly realized and concentrated on observing his aura. She saw that his spiritual platform was as clear as the first snow after the sky cleared, and it was indeed not tainted by any trace of the Tao in this world.

She was secretly amazed when she suddenly heard the unique cry of a young animal breaking through the air.

It turned out that Chen Mu tapped his knees three times with his slender knuckles, and the moon thunder energy that the little beast felt came to an abrupt stop.

In an instant, the eyes of the Yuehua Lei Ni cub were blank again. He looked around without worry, and finally curled up under the green jade table and dozed off...

Seeing this, the Taiyin Si clan's favorable impression of Chen Mu deepened a lot.

The handsome man laughed so hard that he slammed the table and stood up, causing ripples to form in the moon-white cup on the table.
"Brother Chen, my name is Si Tengxiao. Thank you for your generous help today. If you need me in the future, I will go through fire and water to help you..."

She has a pretty face like a girl, but her character is quite bold and straightforward.

But before he could finish his words, Chen Mu interrupted him with a smile: "Brother Teng Xiao, you are too kind."

His fingertips gently stroked the newly picked orchid in the ice-cracked plum vase on the desk.

The light of heaven followed his movements, flowing across the porcelain glaze like the tide over the reefs: "Chaosheng Pavilion and the Si family have watched over it for generations, just like the sky water and the reefs in this bottle—"

He suddenly flicked his finger, and a drop of nectar transformed into hail in the air, creating a scene of surging waves and reefs before everyone's eyes: "Only when they collide can they become snow, only when they stand alone can they see the truth. What is the difference between us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell silent, with only the bronze wind chimes on the eaves echoing with the sound of the nearby tide.

Si Xuanshuang lowered her eyes to hide the strange light in them. When she raised them again, a faint smile had blossomed beneath her icy veil: "Good, what Fellow Daoist Chen said is very kind!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Si Tengxiao's moon-white robe fluttered in the wind as he clapped his hands and shouted, "Brother Chen is truly my ideal. If it weren't for the Dragon Fishing Feast, I would have drunk with you and become your lifelong friend!"

Chaosheng Pavilion and the Taiyin Si Clan were indeed as close as family in the past, otherwise how could there be rumors of using the inheritance of a true immortal to help a family deduce martial arts?

However, in recent years, due to the strong rise of Jiuyao Xingshu Palace, it began to intentionally support Wuxiang Sword Tomb to divide the Taoist connection between Dong and Xuan capitals.

To be more precise, it is to differentiate the relationship between Biluo Chaosheng Pavilion and Taiyin Si Clan.

After all, among the three capitals of Xiajin, the other sects are all more or less checked and balanced by the Jiuyao Xingshu Palace. Only Chaosheng Pavilion and the Si family can work together to withstand most of the pressure.

As for the plan of Jiuyao Xingshu Hall, the older generation of cultivators were naturally not affected, as they knew better than anyone else who was closest to them.

But the new generation of successors are different. Although they always hear good things about each other, because the two sects have had little contact in recent years, they inevitably downplay the other's importance in their hearts.

This is inevitable and is also what the elders of both families are worried about.

There will be no consequences in the short term, but if it continues, the younger generations will drift further and further away. Even if the alliance is still maintained, what is the difference between them and the Jinmuyuan and Jieleiguchi sects?
However, due to the situation, if the two families continue to have close exchanges as before, the Jiuyao Xingshu Palace will definitely use the Wuxiang Sword Tomb to launch an attack in Xuandu.

In order to ensure the safety of the Si family, they had no choice but to go with the flow and temporarily slow down their interactions.

Therefore, the closer the older generation of monks are, the further away the new generation of successors are. What can be done about it?
Even today, Chen Mu's words have touched their hearts.

What is the difference between Chaosheng Pavilion and Si clan?
If we can tell the clan members what happened today and what Chen Mu said, especially the new generation, then as long as Yuehua Lei Ni survives, the descendants of the two families will be as close as one family, or at least walk hand in hand without any other thoughts...

Murong Xi also looked at Chen Mu in surprise, repeating in her heart: "Good, this is a very good thing!"

She had just stepped forward to help decisively, wasn't it just to maintain a close relationship with Si Shi? It was just that she was not very good at expressing herself, and it was far from enough to achieve the current situation.

Chen Mu's fingertips stroked the moon-white teacup on the table, and suddenly he noticed tiny ripples in the tea soup, which turned out to be the spiritual wind caused by the slight trembling of Murong Xi's wide sleeves.

He looked up at the suddenly enthusiastic crowd. Unaware of the reason, he couldn't help but wonder, "Did I say too much?"

Si Xuanshuang took in the momentary bewilderment of the young man in plain robes and chuckled softly, but made no attempt to explain. She simply raised her teacup and saluted from afar:
"I regret that I don't have any wine today, but fortunately, there's still plenty of time to come. After the Dragon Fishing Feast, if you have some free time, I hope you'll come to my Si Clan to chat."

"As long as you, the True Lords, don't bother me..."

Chen Mu said politely, and a circle of silver lines suddenly appeared on the teacup in his hand. The moon flower seeds dormant at the bottom of the cup actually sprouted in response to this invitation...

……

It was not until he returned to Chaosheng Pavilion that Chen Mu understood the reason.

"Okay, okay!"

True Lord Mu Ji's old face was grinning from ear to ear. "Master Chen's words may seem like mere formalities, unworthy of mention, but if our two families were to spread the word, it would be better than countless visits... Great!"

Chen Mu bowed his head in greeting, never having thought that his subconscious polite words would have such an unexpected effect.

"Hahaha, the Dragon Fishing Feast hasn't even started yet, but Master Chen has already made a contribution. After returning to the mountain, I will report to you..."

After True Lord Mu Ji muttered for a long time, he finally came to his senses and waved to Chen Mu and the others, saying, "This old Taoist was confused. The banquet is about to begin. You should go back and prepare..."

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(End of this chapter)