Chapter 123: Inconsistent Langhuan Pavilion
"What did you say? Missing?" Master Qian Yuan was shocked. How could a living person disappear? !
"That's right. At that time, I and Junior Brother Guanxu only paid attention to the thief. When we looked back, the yard was empty." Hanwu bowed.
Guanxu also bowed and said, "There is another very strange thing. At that time, Senior Brother Hanwu and I clearly saw that child throw the horn beetle in his hand at Huiwu's face, but when he caught Huiwu, there was nothing left, only Huiwu was left there howling and scratching."
Upon hearing this, Zhenren Qianyuan looked at Zhenren Shangqing who was sitting with his eyes closed.
"This child seems to be proficient in psychedelic magic. Since Lingxiang brought him back, why not call Lingxiang to ask him about it. If he is from the Taoist sect, it would be fine. Brother, what do you think..."
Shangqing Zhenren just closed his eyes and said nothing. For a moment, Qianyuan Zhenren didn't know what to do...
This Lingxiang always causes trouble, so don't bring any disaster back!
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It was a beautiful day today, and Lingxiang got up early, which was rare. Although spring was approaching, it was still very cold outside. Fortunately, she still had the Fire Spirit Pearl with her.
Long Qi and two others were practicing martial arts in the courtyard. Lingxiang was sitting on the railing of the porch watching them, but her mind was elsewhere.
Even she could see something wrong with the "Dragon-Entangled Sword Technique" that Long Qi was practicing. She thought there must be something missing in it. If he continued to practice according to this sword manual, something would probably go wrong after a long time. It would be better to find something else to replace it for him first, and then plan for the rest.
Xinyi didn't need her to worry too much. With his intelligence, he wouldn't have any trouble being fooled by Taoism. He had probably learned most of the Lu family's skills. However, he was only practicing martial arts, so she had to think of some ways to find a suitable technique for him to practice. As for his Taoist heart, he had to figure it out on his own.
Honeysuckle was in some trouble. Although Lingxiang was going to find a new way for him, after all, cultivation should not be rushed. Besides, not everyone is as lucky as the old man with the bamboo stick, who caught the opportunity in an instant. Since it is something that can only be encountered but not sought, it is better to let it go. But for now, I'd better find a book of fan formula for him. This fan method is so good that the dancers in the Qinlou and Chuguan dance better than him...
Just as I was thinking about something, I suddenly smelled a scent of vinegar. I turned my head and saw Xiaobai standing beside me with a smile on his face, holding a plate of cold bamboo shoots in his hand.
Lingxiang immediately lost her mind and her eyes were only on the plate of bamboo shoots in his hand.
Originally, Long Qi saw Lingxiang watching him practice swordplay and wanted to show off, but he didn't expect that she would chase after that old fox. He suddenly felt so angry that he didn't even want to practice swordplay anymore.
After a chase, Xiaobai led Lingxiang to the stone table in the yard and gave her the plate of cold bamboo shoots.
Lingxiang loves bamboo shoots very much, especially the tips of the bamboo shoots, which are the most crisp and tender.
"Feeding people something pickled in vinegar so early in the morning!" Long Qi said, and walked to the side and sat down.
"Of course, we can't just eat this," Xiao Bai said, and as if by magic, he pulled out a bowl of mica porridge from behind him. "The porridge with bamboo shoots is fragrant and delicious. It will definitely make you feel refreshed!"
Lingxiang was even more delighted when she saw the porridge. Xiaobai smiled and put it on the stone table, then handed her a pair of chopsticks.
Long Qi just felt his stomach churning and felt uncomfortable. Even though Xin Yi invited him to eat, he had no mood to respond.
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Master Donghui was invited to the Wuji Palace for a meeting today. There was only a Taoist boy squatting in front of the door of Langhuan Pavilion, and no one knew what he was playing. When he saw Lingxiang leading three people, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
"Xiao Muchen, I have informed your master a few days ago. Today I will bring you and your fellow disciples to choose a technique."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chen quickly took out a box from his bosom, selected four pieces of talisman paper and handed them to Ling Xiang. "Little Sister, the man behind is not from the sect, and according to the rules, he cannot enter the Langhuan Pavilion. If he is your guest, please let him stay outside. The sect rules are strict, so please don't embarrass me!"
This little nun is a well-known troublemaker in the sect. Muchen's words were even tinged with tears, and Xiaobai, who was standing beside her, almost laughed out loud.
"Never mind, it's just a matter of choosing some suitable techniques. You guys go ahead, I'll be waiting outside."
As Xiaobai spoke, he sat down on the chair and asked Muchen to bring him a pot of good tea.
He was feeling depressed in the morning, but now that this old fox was turned away, Long Qi suddenly felt very happy and almost hummed a tune.
You old fox, and now you have come to this day!
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Langhuan Pavilion doesn't look very big from the outside, and even the restaurants in the area are much more imposing than it. But as soon as the three of them entered, they found that it was a very grand place.
The pavilion was filled with carved beams and painted buildings, deep cabinets and long corridors. It seemed endless. Even the roof seemed to be under a spell, with all kinds of paper scrolls and bamboo slips hanging from it. The shelves on the side were like towering old trees, filled with green paper books, and there was a ladder next to each shelf.
How can this place be described as a pavilion? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a palace.
In addition to being amazed by the magnificence of the library, Long Qi was also surprised by the spiritual fragrance.
Has he ever heard Maidong say that Lingxiang has read all the books in Langhuan Pavilion? But she has just come of age, how could she have read all the books in Langhuan Pavilion?
While everyone was surprised, Lingxiang walked in on her own and told them to look around first. If there was a technique they liked, they could take it and study it.
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Xiaobai was drinking tea outside leisurely. His cynical look was really out of place, and Mu Chen, who was standing beside him, could not help but look sideways in amazement.
After all, birds of a feather flock together. This behavior is exactly the same as that of the Ninth Master.
But Xiaobai didn't care at all, he got a plate of fruits from somewhere and started eating them. Although Muchen was like a little adult, he was still a child after all, and when he saw the fruits in his hands, he couldn't help but drooling - they were colorful and looked really delicious.
"What? You looked down on me just now, but you lost your attitude just because of a plate of fruit?" Xiaobai laughed.
Mu Chen blushed when he heard this, and then turned his head away.
"Who said I wanted to eat? I don't want to eat at all!"
Xiaobai picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake with a smile, shook it towards Muchen and said, "Who said you wanted to eat it? Whoever said that? I'll beat him for you. You don't want to eat such a fragrant glutinous rice cake at all!" As he said that, he stuffed the glutinous rice cake into his mouth, smacking his lips continuously, and exclaiming that it was delicious and fragrant.
After hearing this, Muchen felt very anxious, but he still carried Xiaobai on his back, as if he was angry. He didn't say a word, but his ears moved from time to time, as if he could taste the taste by listening to the sound.
Seeing him like this, Xiaobai laughed even more happily - but he was a bit stubborn.
Just when he thought Mu Chen was very entertaining, he heard a bell. He turned his head and saw a black cat staring at him intently at the corner!
After not hearing any movement from Xiaobai for a while, Mu Chen couldn't help but look back, but there was no one at the table. There was only a cup of tea and a plate of pastries on the table, as if inviting him to come over and taste them.
(End of this chapter)
