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Using a flying talisman, Zhang Lan came to the foot of Mount Emei.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Lan glanced at the Golden Summit.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, there are layers of peaks and mountains; step by step, winding up.But halfway up the mountain, a layer of clouds and mist began to spread between the mountain peaks, but the Golden Summit was submerged in layers of clouds, with only a corner of the eaves exposed.

The altitude of Mount Emei is only over 3000 meters, and Zhang Lan can fly up it in a short while with his lightness skills.But Zhang Lan can't do this. Firstly, this is an unreasonable provocation, and secondly, it is said that there is a large guard formation above the mountainside, so it is impossible to fly to the Golden Summit.

After climbing hundreds of steps, Zhang Lan saw a temple called Baoen Temple.

This Baoen Temple is just a small temple, but it is the only place to pass to the Golden Summit.After passing the Baoen Temple, there will be two roads leading to the Golden Summit.

Before reaching Baoen Temple, Zhang Lan saw a female disciple of Emei from a distance.With a bamboo broom in her hand, she was sweeping the grounds next to the huge copper incense burner in the courtyard in front of the temple.

The female disciple raised her skirt, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and glanced at a man climbing up the mountain steps.

When female disciples saw male guests climbing the mountain, they wanted to stop them.

She picked up the broom, hurried from the front of the yard to the middle of the steps, and stopped in the middle of the road.

At this time, Zhang Lan had already climbed up, only a few steps away from the female disciple.

I saw that female disciple, her eyes widened, and the root of the broom stabbed vigorously on the stone steps, like a female general who immediately slashed her sword.

"Hey, Emei Mountain is an important place, idlers are not allowed to enter!"

Zhang Lan took a look at this female disciple, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, five or six feet tall, wearing plain long gown, fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Although his cultivation base was about the sixth or seventh level of the day after tomorrow, his fierce appearance was extremely serious and serious, almost making Zhang Lan laugh out loud.

"Pfft! Hehe!" Zhang Lan still couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Why are you laughing? Didn't you see the words on the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain: Do men stop?" the female disciple said seriously.

"Hehe, I know. It's just that I can't stop. I came to Emei to find Junior Sister Nangong Xueer. My surname is Zhang!" Zhang Lan said.

The female disciple looked Zhang Lan up and down, and suddenly said in surprise: "Could it be that you are the legendary Zhang Lan, Zhang Dahuaxin?"

"Ugh!" Zhang Lan blushed.

"This person is afraid of being famous, but he is afraid of being strong. I didn't expect that even a small Emei female disciple knew Zhang Lan's name?

But, can't you kindly call Zhang Daxia? "

"Yellow-haired girl, who said I'm a playboy? I'll settle the score with him!" Zhang Lan pretended to be angry.

"Hehe, it's not me! It's Sister Xue'er! Didn't you promise to help Sister Xue'er find the thousand-year-old ice soul? But it's been a few days? You haven't heard from me all this time, and the phone is turned off when I call you. Sister Xue'er then I think you will be entangled by several wives when you go home, and you will not be able to fulfill your promise." The female disciple laughed.

"Oh, this is purely a misunderstanding! I don't know if brother Nangong's body is well preserved?" Zhang Lan asked.

"Hmph, I'm counting on you, the corpse probably stinks already! A few days ago, Elder Shui moved Brother Nangong's corpse into the ice cellar in Qingyin Cave and refrigerated it." I look down on it.

Hearing that Nangong Wentian's body was well preserved, Zhang Lan breathed a sigh of relief!

"It's okay, otherwise I'd be a sinner! Please tell Xue'er that I've found the Millennium Ice Soul for her." Zhang Lan proudly said.

The female disciple didn't believe it, looked at Zhang Lan suspiciously, and said, "What little sister, my name is Luan (read luan), and I'm Sister Xue'er's best friend! Show me the elixir? "

Zhang Lan was defeated by this Luan Ya.He had no choice but to take out the white jade box, walked two steps closer, and showed Luan Ya the thousand-year-old ice soul in the box.

This little girl knew the goods, stretched out her white neck, widened her eyes and exclaimed: "My dear, this ice soul is crystal clear and icy cold, even bitingly colder than the ice cellar on the second floor of Bieqingyin Cave!"

"only……"

Luan Ya's voice changed in vain, and she suddenly became depressed.

"Just what? Tell me!" Zhang Lan was a little anxious, his right eyelid twitched, as if he had a bad premonition?

"It's just that Sister Xue'er was punished by the Supreme Elder to think about her past on the cliff of sacrifice, so she won't be able to meet you for the time being!" Luan Ya sighed.

Zhang Lan didn't believe it, and asked: "Impossible, Shui Qiuyue has always regarded Xue'er as the apple of her eye, how could she be punished so easily? She didn't do anything wrong!"

"Luan Ya, do you know why Xue'er was punished?"

Luan Ya frowned, raised her head, raised her mouth and said, "I don't know about that either. I went to deliver food to Sister Xue'er in the past two days, and I asked her this question. She told me not to ask, but Never mind. But she wrote me a letter, asking me to send it to you when I see you."

Zhang Lan stretched out her hand and asked eagerly, "Where's the letter?"

Luan Ya took out the warm white envelope from her bosom, handed it to Zhang Lan, and said with a smile, "I didn't peek!"

Zhang Lan quickly opened the envelope and saw the white lotus-like letter paper inside.

The letter paper exudes a strong feeling and fragrance.

The content of the letter is as follows: "Get rid of the attachment in your heart, and the sea of ​​clouds will dry up and the cliff will face the wall. If you ask if the ice is clean and the jade is clean, your loyal heart will shine like the sun and the moon!"

After reading this letter, Zhang Lan muttered, not knowing what to say!

At first, Zhang Lan thought it was a love poem when she saw Xueer's elegant lowercase characters and that sentence, her little heart was beating wildly, and she almost laughed out loud.

But thinking back to Xueer's dislike for him in the past, Zhang Lan felt that she was being affectionate.

However, he was concerned and worried about Xue'er in his heart, so he asked Ya Luan, "Where is the Sheshen Cliff in Mount Emei? I want to go and see Xue'er."

Luan Ya said: "Don't do it! It's the forbidden area of ​​Mount Emei! Without the order of the Supreme Elder, even Emei disciples are not allowed to enter, otherwise they will be killed without mercy! Hehe, but I was specially approved!"

"Besides, Xue'er also told me. She said, if you can't even understand this poem, then don't trespass to visit her, you deserve to die!"

"Did she really say that?" Zhang Lan asked.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Lan picked up the letter and read it several times, but still didn't understand it, she shook her head and said, "Hey, I'd better go back and think about it!"

Before leaving, Zhang Lan asked Luan Ya for her cell phone number, but Luan Ya didn't have one.

Zhang Lan had no choice but to leave her mobile phone number, and said: "What's the matter, you can ask which senior sister to pick up the mobile phone and call me. Also, remember to deliver meals to Xue Er on time every day! I will go back first, Come back in a few days. If you behave well, there will be rewards!"

In fact, with Xue'er's current cultivation, it doesn't matter if she doesn't eat for ten days.Zhang Lan asked this to want Luanya to pay attention to Xueer's changes every day.

"I can't see that you are a little bit sincere towards Sister Xue! Don't worry, I have a good relationship with Sister Xue'er!" Luan Ya said.

"Okay, hand over the Bing Po to Xue'er for me. You also told her that I will come back soon!" Zhang Lan handed the jade box to Ya Luan.

Luan Ya accepted the jade box containing the ice soul in disbelief, and was moved by Zhang Lan's trust, and nodded fiercely.

……

After leaving the foot of Mount Emei, it was confirmed that there was no one around.

Zhang Lan took out an ancient teleportation talisman, intending to teleport it directly to Binger's room and give them a surprise!

But think about the price of this surprise is too high, let's use the flying talisman instead!

After flying two flying talismans, Zhang Lan finally flew to the outskirts of Kyoto.

Zhang Lan didn't dare to fly around in the sky above the capital, so he asked Qiao Feng to pick him up in a car.

After arriving at Luo's house, Zhang Lan went straight to Bing'er's small villa.

Wu Ma opened the garden door and was pleasantly surprised to see that it was Zhang Lan.She was about to yell out, but Zhang Lan "shushed" with her fingers.

……

Next to the aisle at the stairway on the second floor.

Zhang Lan wore a black gentleman's hat on his head, with the brim of the hat lowered to half cover his face.He stroked his black sunglasses, tightened the three bouquets of roses in his hands, and knocked on the big iron door of the living room on the second floor.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Who is it?" It seemed to be Yu'er's voice from inside.

"A flower delivery?" Zhang Lan pinched her nose and asked pretending to be a woman.

"Flowers?" Yu'er asked.

"No! How can the flower delivery person go up to the second floor, Mama Wu is at home!" Bing'er in the living room came over and said.

So, Yu'er turned to the kitchen and took out a shiny kitchen knife.

Yu'er winked at Bing'er and told her to open the door, and if she was a villain, she would kill him with a knife!Seeing this, Sun Fei'er on the sofa came over nervously, ready to fight.

Anyway, at home, with his father, elder brother, and grandfather all at home, Luo Binger became more courageous.

"Crench!"

The door opened, and there was a stranger with a wretched smile standing outside.

"Hey! Who!"

Yu'er raised the kitchen knife in the shape of a slasher.

Zhang Lan was stunned by Yu'er's toughness.

"Uh... you want to murder your own husband?" Zhang Lan took off her hat, took off her sunglasses, and resumed her real voice.

Yu'er was startled, isn't this the lover she thinks about day and night?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Yu'er's surname is straightforward, and she rushed over.Yu'er punched and bit him, and Zhang Lan was so frightened that he quickly put the roses into the storage bag.

Afterwards, Bing'er and Fei'er also cried and hugged Zhang Lan, complaining for a while.

"You turned off the phone for 7 days, we thought you... thought you..." Sun Fei'er whimpered.

"That's right, you scared us all to death! Don't do this in the future!" Bing'er said.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong this time!" Zhang Lan comforted one by one.

Immediately, Zhang Lan talked about his practice of the Nine Yin Manual in the small cave.

Later, Zhang Lan was dragged to the sofa by the three women and punished him for telling stories.They asked Zhang Lan to tell them all about the ins and outs of his treasure hunt as punishment for frightening them!

Zhang Lan sat upright, and said seriously: "It is said that the treasure hunting on Fulong Island is a great legend in China for thousands of years! This time, there are so many masters! Especially my four masters and senior brothers and the island country Yamato no Orochi The battle between the five top masters was truly epic! It’s said that the battle lasted for three days and three nights...cough"

The third daughter asked curiously, "What about the back?"

"cough……"

Speaking of this, Zhang Lan stopped talking and pretended to be dead: "Three wives, I can't talk anymore! I am desperate to return to see you soon! I haven't eaten for eight days!"

"Uh..." The three girls were stunned, with tears rolling in their eyes, they didn't expect that Zhang Lan's flirtatious heart had a little conscience.

(To be continued)