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Chapter 37: Good things come to those who wait and see and the Xiuxian mobile phone version
After watching the excitement, Tang Hao saw that it was almost time, so he and Luo Ke Di headed towards the [Yunqi Pavilion].

On the way, he thought of a question: "Should I change my clothes? After all, this treasure-hunting event seems quite high-end. Would it be inappropriate to go there in the standard robes of menial disciples?"

But if he changed into a special effects costume, he would be exposed in front of Luo Ke Di. Although he was just teasing this senior brother, it would be very embarrassing if the other party found out, and he would definitely die on the spot.

But he didn't have the others in his storage bag. Did he have to go buy one now?
On second thought, go for it, we're just here to join in the fun, we're just nobody, why would we do all this?

When he was in school, he always felt that people upstairs would pay attention to him when walking on the way to the teaching building. Later, when he grew up, he realized that in fact, people only paid attention to him.

When they arrived at the Yunqi Pavilion, the receptionist looked at the invitation with a bit of surprise and then politely let them in. Then the two of them followed the attendants all the way to the treasure viewing party.

At this time, many people had already arrived. Tang Hao looked around and found that only the front row had tables and chairs, and there were even tea and snacks on the tables, while the back row only had one chair.

Naturally, the two of them didn't want to run to the front and attract attention, so they were just about to find a seat in the back row to sit down.

The attendant who had led them here hurriedly whispered, "Two distinguished guests, your seats are in the front."

As soon as these words were spoken, the participants who were already seated nearby immediately looked over.

Tang Hao hadn't expected this to happen, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "No need. We're just here to join in the fun. It doesn't matter where we sit. Go and get busy, fellow Taoist."

"Dear guest, please don't make things difficult for me. The venue has its own rules for seating arrangements. You have an invitation from Elder Mei Yunqing of the Qinghua Sect. If you don't take a seat, I will be punished." The attendant pleaded with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Well... okay." Tang Hao and Rock looked at each other hostilely, and had to follow each other's lead and walk to the front row.

At this moment, Tang Hao was filled with regret, especially when the monks in the front row who were obviously big shots looked at him: "I really shouldn't have bothered with it. I should have bought some private clothes and changed into them earlier."

It's not that I feel ashamed of being a menial disciple, but it's like attending a banquet where everyone else is dressed up but you're only wearing a vest, shorts and flip-flops. There's no way you can feel comfortable there.

Although he was extremely embarrassed inside, Tang Hao tried his best to remain calm on the surface. On the contrary, Luo Ke Di looked indifferent, which made him admire him a little.

After thanking the attendant, the two of them sat upright. Fortunately, after those big guys looked at them in surprise, they turned their eyes away and went on to talk to each other. Tang Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he relaxed, he heard a voice from the side: "Has Old Man Mei finally realized that his weapon refining skills are not good enough and he dared not come here? He actually let you two juniors come here."

Hearing this, Tang Hao turned around and saw a burly old man with square brows and a flushed face. He was wearing a dark Taoist robe with red patterns. He looked majestic and domineering, unless he was sitting with his legs crossed and his sleeves rolled up, eating fruit.

He quickly judged in his mind that this old man was familiar with Old Man Mei and spoke casually, not deliberately mocking him. He felt relieved and quickly pulled Luo Kedi to stand up and salute: "Greetings, senior."

After the other party nodded, the two of them sat down again.

"To answer your question, Senior Sister Mei Zhen is in seclusion in a hurry, and Elder Mei wants to protect her. The two juniors just took the invitation and came here to broaden their horizons. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Tang Hao chose his words carefully and replied cautiously.

Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of relief: "Oh? Is Xiao Zhen'er finally going to break through? This child has suffered a lot."

Hearing this, Tang Haofang was truly relieved. Addressing Mei Zhen in this way seemed to indicate that he had a good relationship with Old Man Mei, so he asked, "You haven't asked for advice yet, Senior?"

The old man gently stroked his curly beard and looked at them with a smile. "I am Zeng Junhao. Since you two were able to get Old Man Mei's invitation, it seems that you are his disciples and nephews whom he values. I believe Old Man Mei has also mentioned me to you."

Luo Kedi's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Tang Hao strangely. Tang Hao's body stiffened slightly as he looked at him, and then he quickly calmed down and greeted him, "So it's Elder Zeng."

At this moment, Tang Hao's mind was filled with a thousand horses galloping through his head: "What's going on? Old Man Mei just told me to hide a little, and now I meet him? Or did Old Man Mei know he would come, so he told me to hide a little? How can I hide? You didn't even tell me that you two were classmates!"

Noticing the two men's small movements, especially Tang Hao, Zeng Junhao narrowed his eyes and looked at him, snorting, "How did Old Man Mei plot against me again?"

"Well, Elder Mei didn't say anything. He just said that you and he are close friends, and when the disciples meet you, they must be respectful and polite." Tang Hao grinned, but his smile was a little awkward.

Zeng Junhao smiled silently, not believing it at all, but he had no intention of making things difficult for the two juniors, so he turned to ask about their identities.

"Disciple Tang Hao is currently a menial disciple at the Chitie Academy of Jinling Peak."

"Disciple Luo Kedi, an outer disciple of Yaofeng."

Tang Hao and the other man hurriedly reported.

"So you are Luo Kedi." Zeng Junhao looked at Luo Kedi and said with a playful smile: "I have heard of you."

Glancing at Luo Kedi in surprise, Tang Hao thought to himself, "This Zeng Junhao is a close friend of Old Man Mei, and he's Tang Hong's master, so he must also be an Inner Sect Elder. Old Luo has only been in the sect for a year, and he's already made such a name for himself? Even the Inner Sect Elders have to say they've long admired your name?"

Luo Kedi's old face flushed at this moment, and he was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Elder."

Without saying much, Zeng Junhao was more curious about the other boy named Tang. He was just a menial disciple and from Jinling Peak. How could he be related to Old Man Mei?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at him carefully, and thought to himself, "This young man is really handsome. Could he be the husband found for Xiao Zhen'er? Tsk, my dear disciple, the little girl who follows you everywhere is about to be snatched away by someone else."

Recalling the voice and smile of his favorite disciple, Zeng Junhao felt a little melancholy, but the next moment he uttered a sigh, and then carefully looked at Tang Hao's eyebrows and eyes, and said in his heart: "Tang boy, you... are you from the Tang family in Shengjing?"

Tang Hao sighed in his heart. His dead brother really left him a lot of "connections".

Then he became puzzled: "Tang Hong and I don't look that much alike, do we? Didn't Old Man Mei ask about my background before... However, Zeng Junhao is Tang Hong's master, so it's reasonable to make the connection."

With the warning from Old Man Mei, he actually didn't want to have anything to do with this person, but when the other party asked, Tang Hao really didn't dare to lie. After all, he was a weird old man, and who knew if he would give face to the dead brother.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Well, Tang Hong is my half-brother."

"I see. How old is the boy this year?"

Tang Hao replied honestly: "Sixteen."

"You just joined the sect this year?" Zeng Junhao asked. Seeing Tang Hao nod, he sensed his cultivation energy and said after a long silence, "Boy, do you like refining weapons?"

"Ah? This, I haven't come across before." Tang Hao exclaimed in surprise, not knowing what the other party meant.

Zeng Junhao nodded, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, but said no more.

Zeng Guangwen had been sitting in the back row for a long time. Seeing that the conversation in front had finally ended, he was about to stand up and go over to say hello.

He saw several cultivators emerge from the inner chamber. He recognized one of them as today's protagonist—Xing Chen, a true disciple of Qiyun Cave. Knowing the treasure appreciation was about to begin, he immediately dropped his chair back down. "Good things take time," Zeng Guangwen couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

When he brought Zhuang Yun and the other two in, he was pleasantly surprised to find Fellow Daoist Tang. What was even more surprising was that the other party was chatting enthusiastically with his great-uncle.

Who was his great-uncle? He was from the Fire Spirit Peak lineage of the Qinghua Sect, a renowned weapon refiner on the Weapon Peak. How could they possibly know each other?

At this time, the treasure appreciation party has begun, and Fellow Daoist Tang is still calm and composed, sitting next to my great-uncle. I am even more certain in my heart that Fellow Daoist Tang is indeed an extraordinary person.

Zeng Guangwen didn't dare to go up and disturb him just now. Besides the fact that he was a little afraid of his great uncle, another reason was that he didn't know the specific identity of Fellow Daoist Tang, and what he was talking about with his great uncle. Now it seems that his caution was right.

Zeng Guangwen was feeling emotional when he heard the two people beside him talking quietly: "What's wrong, Yaoyao? You don't look well. I told you to go back to the sect and rest first."

He glanced at his friend and then looked forward, where Xing Chen was preparing something.

Shen Mengyao forced a smile and said, "Brother, I'm fine. The treasure appreciation meeting is about to begin."

Expecting something, Shen Mengyao searched for that memorable figure the moment she entered the venue. Luo Kedi's presence wasn't unexpected, but why was Tang Hao beside him? And how could I, a true disciple of such a great caliber, have been wrong all along?

For a moment, her disappointment was palpable, but then she thought: "That's not right. Tang Hao is just a menial disciple. What qualifications does he have to make Zeng Guangwen bother to befriend him? He's also familiar with the two law enforcement captains. As for Luo Kedi, there must be another reason why the two of them sit together in the front seat."

"The man Zeng Guangwen was looking for also had the surname Tang, but it couldn't possibly be Tang Hao. Could it be that the main line of the Tang family still had blood, and because of the same clan, Tang Hao hooked up with that true disciple?" Shen Mengyao's eyes widened, thinking she might have discovered the truth. "Tang Hao is really lucky. It seems he still has some value."

Having made up her mind to find Tang Hao to find out the whereabouts of the true disciple, Shen Mengyao couldn't help but analyze it in her mind: "The true disciple is definitely not hiding from me, otherwise there would be no need to unlock the communication talisman. He must have left for something urgent. Yes! This must be the case! Alas, good things really take time."

Tang Hao looked at the monks coming out of the inner room and noticed that the venue suddenly became quiet. He immediately understood that the treasure appreciation meeting was about to begin, and he couldn't help but concentrate and look forward to it.

After those people in the front whispered and prepared, the rest of them found a place to sit down, leaving only a young man of medium build and ordinary appearance standing there. He was Xing Chen, the true disciple of [Qiyun Cave].

Xing Chen bowed his head and saluted. After looking around, he said in a clear voice with a smile on his face, "Dear seniors, dear colleagues, good afternoon. I am Xing Chen."

I said hello and introduced myself.

Xing Chen went straight to the point without any nonsense.

He raised a jade jue into the air, then said with his hand raised to the air, "Today I invite you to appreciate this very thing - the Lingshu Jue."

"Is this jade ring a defensive magical weapon?"

"Named Lingshu, I guess it's a spiritual defense weapon."

"Isn't it a special magical weapon? What's so special about this?"

Upon seeing this, all the monks present began to discuss and speculate what was so special about this object.

Xing Chen just smiled and didn't explain. Instead, he moved his lips as if he was trying to convey something.

When everyone was confused, they saw a light suddenly flashing at the gap of the jade ring in mid-air, and at the same time, a burst of fairy music came from it.

After a brief pause, Xing Chen saw that it was almost done, so he pointed his finger and the flash of the jade pendant disappeared immediately.

Just as everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, a voice suddenly came from the jade ring: "Xing Zhenchuan, can you hear what I am saying?"

"I heard it. Master Gu, can you hear me?" Xing Chen replied with a smile.

"Hahahaha, I heard it, I heard it."

Xing Chen nodded and said, "Okay, Pavilion Master Gu, come over."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Just as everyone was curious and looking inside to see if Pavilion Master Gu was there, a beam of light flew in from a distance, then passed through the window and landed in the conference hall.

Most people recognized the visitor. It was Gu Fengyuan, the head of the Yunqi Pavilion. At this moment, he was also holding a jade ring in his hand, which was exactly the same as the one in the air.

"Why is Pavilion Master Gu also holding a piece?"

"Hey, Lao Gu wasn't here just now, but his voice came from the Lingshu Jue. Could it be that this thing can allow two people to talk to each other in different places?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Chen immediately clenched his fist and slammed it into his palm. He gestured to the person who had just spoken and said, "This senior is right. That's exactly what you said. Moreover, before that, I wasn't transmitting sound, but sending a message. Well, this is the same as a communication talisman."

"Is this a communication talisman?"

"Hiss, so, from now on, we can communicate directly using the communication talisman?"

“It’s more convenient.”

"What's the convenience? I see this jade ring made by Xing Zhenchuan is quite large. Is it hung around the neck or somewhere else? Will you stop carrying the communication talisman in a storage bag and just hang the jade ring around your neck instead?"

Xing Chen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at this, and quickly explained, "Fellow Daoist, you've misunderstood. I just like this jade ring. In fact, the style it is refined into is entirely up to personal preference. It's similar to the communication talisman. If you put it in your storage bag, you can still receive the signal."

Seeing everyone nodding in understanding, he deliberately paused for a moment. After everyone's attention was focused, Xing Chen raised his voice and said, "The most important thing is that you only need to keep one Lingshu Jue. Once you refine it, it will form a unique wave symbol. After exchanging it with a friend, you can communicate with each other."

At this point, everyone finally understood the wonderful uses of this thing and couldn't help but admire it.

Tang Hao didn’t know what others thought after hearing this, but he was completely shocked.

At noon, he was still wondering who could make a mobile phone that could be used for cultivating immortals. But, it appeared in the afternoon?
Well, although it was a very crude first generation phone that could only make and receive calls and send and receive text messages.

But this has already made Tang Hao's mind unable to help but emerge a picture:
The message can be transmitted instantly over thousands of miles, and the strategy to overcome the tribulation can be checked in real time.

Show off your magical flowers in the circle of Taoist friends, and spend money to change your fate, haha.

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