Chapter 5 Invitation from Shushan

Yunming Mountain is the place where the old man in white watches the stars every night, but at this time, the sun is hot, and in this elegant and pure fairyland, it welcomes a group of uninvited guests.

There were 22 people in total. One of the fat women in rustic clothes was wrapped around her skirt and kept cursing. The kitchen knife in her hand was not waving a few times. One person behind her was in a nightgown, her hair was fluffy and scattered, with a sleepy face, and she kept yawning.

This group of people are 22 masters of destroying the sky. Nangong Xuan and the three-eyed man are among them, but there is no Huo Xiangtian.

"Haha, everyone, thank you for your hard work!" An old man came out, dressed in a plain white robe, with a smile on his face, as extraordinary as a fairy.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing when you gather us to the remote places? So that I can't even dream!" Xu Wuming stretched out and said loudly.

"Well, let me go back quickly. I'm still waiting to teach my husband and son!" The fat woman shouted louder than Xu Wuming, which made Nangong Xuan's ears buzz.

The old man in white robe laughed and said, "Actually, this time, I didn't gather you, but another person gathered you."

"Who is it?" Xu Wuming shouted suddenly, and the rest of the people also cast curious eyes at the old man in white robe.

The voice of a gentle woman came. When the group heard the sound, they suddenly changed their colors. Including the old man in white robe, they knelt down respectfully.

The woman's voice was like spring breeze and rain, gentle to the bone, which made people unconsciously look forward to her appearance, but this group of people was obviously not so elegant. They knelt on the ground one by one and dared not make a sound.

The gentle woman's voice came again: "You have lived in this mountain for a year. Don't care about the common things in the world anymore. If anyone dares to do more, I will make him die!"

"Yes!" Twenty-three people answered in unison.

In the afternoon, the Jianfeng faction was still immersed in peace and tranquility. The sun passed through the gap between the branches and gently fell on the ground, leaving a mottled shadow.

Zhang Ziguang and Wu Zhilong lay side by side in the shade of a big tree, with their legs crossed and looked leisurely. Zhang Ziguang also held a purple fruit in his hand and ate it, with juice overflowing from his mouth from time to time.

"Oh, I said!" Wu Zhilong patted Zhang Ziguang's thigh and said, "I heard that there is something wrong in Shushan. I don't know who broke the seal of the shocking demon lake. Countless demons are about to break out!"

Zhang Ziguang continued to eat fruit with a casual expression and said, "It's none of your business!"

Wu Zhilong gave him a white look and said, "You boy always look leisurely. It's really good to call you Lin Daxian!"

"Hey" Zhang Ziguang smiled a few times, threw the fruit stone aside, closed his eyes and refreshed.

"I heard that the Qingchan Temple has been destroyed recently. I don't know if it's true or not!" Wu Zhilong said with a smile, "Hey, I'm afraid you can't wait to let those monks die!"

Zhang Ziguang opened one eye, looked at Wu Zhilong, and waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about? It's so unpleasant. I'm going to hell to save all sentient beings!"

"Haha!" Wu Zhilong laughed and said, "Do you think those little ghosts in hell will become immortals after being immortalized by monks?"

Zhang Ziguang said with a bad smile, "I see... You can become the king of the night!"

"Haha!" The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Wu Zhilong!" A cold voice came, which seemed incompatible with this harmonious atmosphere. Zheng Mei, dressed in plain clothes, came from not far away and said as she walked, "Sister Liu's bones are not cold. You are actually talking and laughing here. Aren't you afraid to disappoint Sister Liu's sincerity to you?"

Wu Zhilong's face suddenly went dark. His head was very low and silent. Zhang Ziguang stepped forward, stared at Zheng Mei, and said dissatisfiedly, "I just made him feel better. You are here to mess up again!"

Zheng Mei knew that she had said something wrong. She blushed and lowered her head and secretly looked at Wu Zhilong with an apologetic face.

Wu Zhilong suddenly got up and turned around, walked to a cliff not far away, looked at the sea of clouds under the mountain, and was speechless for a long time.

"What a good thing you have done!" Zhang Ziguang said to Zheng Mei angrily that he strode to Wu Zhilong and patted him on the shoulder. Suddenly, he found that the back of his hand was cold, and a crystal tears dripping on his hand.

Zhang Ziguang sighed and fought with Dongying. The sword front school suffered heavy losses. Except for Ouyang Hong, many other elder disciples died. Therefore, most of the disciples in the school were mourning their dead relatives and friends.

"Brother Zhang, the leader called us over!" Chen Siya's voice came, and Zhang Ziguang turned his head and took a look. Chen Siya, dressed in white, had already stood in front of him, with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

"The head?" Zhang Ziguang wondered, "Why does the master call us now?"

Chen Siya said, "I don't know about this. Anyway, now the head of Shushan and his apprentice have come and are chatting with the head of Tianxuan Hall."

"The head of Shushan?" Zhang Ziguang was shocked and said. Others don't know the news of Shushan, but as the only disciple of Ouyang Hong, he naturally knows more about Shushan than others. He speculated, "Shushan Zhenyao Lake does not allow heavenly masters to enter. Is it that the head of Shushan is looking for someone to come this time?"

"It's not too late. Let's go there quickly!" Chen Siya urged when she saw Zhang Ziguang falling into meditation.

Zhang Ziguang glanced at Wu Zhilong standing on the cliff with his back to himself, then turned around and walked in the direction of Tianxuan Hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Zhang Ziguang found an old man with kind eyebrows and fairy and crane bones sitting beside Qingyang Zhenren. Next to the old road is a familiar face, smiling at him, which is the cloud where he went to the Red Flower Valley with him before.

"It's all here!" Daoqian really laughed.

Qingyang Zhenren nodded with a smile and said, "These 20 people are all air-level disciples who have participated in the battle with Dongying. Among these people, except for Zhang Ziguang, who is a broken air level, the rest of them are above the void level, and there are four of them!"

Dao Qianzhen said happily, "Thank you for your help. Shu Shan is very grateful!"

Qingyang Zhenren said, "What are we talking about? We have always been in the same spirit. When there are difficulties in Shushan, our Jianfeng faction will try their best to help each other. Moreover, the matter of shaking the demon lake is related to the safety of the world, and our faction is just doing our best!"

Dao Qianzhen smiled and said, "Brother Qingyang is really righteous. Now that the matter is urgent, I will leave with some disciples. Please take care of Qingyang!"

"Bear care!" Qingyang Zhenren nodded.

Not long after Zhang Ziguang and Chen Siya came, they followed Daoqian and Yunkong on the road to Shushan. At this time, the two were confused and didn't know why they went to Shushan with Dao Qianzhen. Zhang Ziguang immediately asked a senior brother in front of him, "Brother, why did the head of Shushan be selected? We?"

The senior brother whispered with a wry smile on his face, "Brother, we are unlucky!" After Shushan's leader came, he discussed with the leader about shaking the demon lake and said that it was best to choose disciples who had participated in the war with Dongying. Without saying anything, the leader took out the roster and asked him to order it. He ordered 20 people, including you and me!"

At this time, Yunkong flew from the front, smiled mysteriously at Zhang Ziguang, and then lowered his voice and said, "Brother Zhang, Sister Jiang is coming this time!"

Zhang Ziguang's eyes suddenly lit up and his emotions were uncontrollable. Since the end of the war with Dongying, he had not met Jiang Yuexia for a long time. Now when he heard that he could meet Jiang Yuexia, his complaints were swept away.

End of this chapter

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