How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Zhao Zhuji responded absentmindedly, her mind a complete blank.

Just now, Hong Butian suddenly turned around and found her. Before she could even start her performance, he suddenly said, "Zhuji, I need you," which completely stunned her.

Then the other person said a bunch of things, but Zhao Zhuji didn't hear them. She only heard one more sentence: "I knew you wouldn't be angry with me."

Then there was another silence. I don't know what Hong Butian said, but then I heard him say, "Let's go quickly." Then, in a daze, I was dragged here by Hong Butian.

Hong Butian seemed to have said a lot of important information, but she immediately picked out the most important ones, and then she completely froze.

"Shall we go now?"

Zhao Zhuji said in a panic, "I haven't gotten my household registration certificate yet..."

"what?"

Hong Butian looked puzzled and waved his hand.

"What? There's no need for so much trouble. Let's go! When we get there, just listen to me and get started!"

"Just do it!!!"

Zhao Zhuji's consciousness melted, and she muttered, "I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you..."

(Zhao Zhuji: Can't you just shut up about being a love-struck fool?!)

The small car kept circling around the Wuliang Sword Sect. Hong Butian looked at the quiet sect and felt a strange sense of pleasure.

In a sect where rules and regulations are always required, he can now jump around and shout as much as he wants without anyone stopping him, giving him an urge to let loose.

Just like a husky who feels much more relaxed when it sees a handsome teddy bear grooming dogs after no one else is home.

To put it more vividly, it's like being invisible in class; you can eat snacks and sleep without your teachers or classmates seeing you, cough cough!

“Pearls, pearls, over there, over there, there’s a senior brother hanging on the eaves over there.”

"Oh oh oh, here it comes."

"Zhuji, Zhuji, look over there in that tree! There's a junior sister lying unconscious on a branch."

"Oh, is it possible that she's actually sleeping?"

"Absolutely impossible! Who could sleep at a time like this! Quickly, save her!"

"Oh oh oh, here it comes."

"Zhuji, look over there! Those two fellow disciples must have been fighting. Their clothes are torn to shreds. Quickly pull them apart."

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you!"

"???"

"Phew, finally done!"

Zhao Zhuji clapped her hands and said quietly, "Now all the fellow disciples are settled, right?"

“Jewels, jewels…”

"Huh? Is there any more? Where, where?"

"No, I mean..."

Hong Butian pointed to the sky, his expression somewhat complicated: "Look at the sky."

"what?"

Zhao Zhuji raised her head and looked at the sky above the Wuliang Sword Sect, which was distorted as if it were being scrubbed by someone's hands like clothes, but with too much force, giving people a strange sense of unease, as if the sky was about to explode at any moment.

"boom!"

Okay, the sky really exploded.

Fragments of space fell, and the Wuliang Sword Sect's grand formation suddenly dimmed and shut down on its own.

The core of the grand formation is inside the secret realm. The elder who set up the formation was quite pleased with himself, saying that it was hidden here and no one would be able to find it.

As a result, uh...

"Zhuji, watch out!"

Hong Butian roared angrily, pulled the door panel off the car, ran to Zhao Zhuji's side, and covered their heads with the door panel.

"call!"

Hong Butian breathed a sigh of relief: "That way, everything will be foolproof!"

Zhao Zhuji: "..."

"Go to hell with your foolproof plan! Who uses a door panel to block space fragments?!"

Is this absolutely foolproof or absolutely without a corpse?

"Why don't you just bring a coffin lid? We could lie down in it and that might save us some trouble!"

"Ah, that's right!"

Hong Butian suddenly thought of something, exclaimed in surprise, touched the storage bag on his body, and poured out a coffin with the lid open!

Zhao Zhuji: "..."

She wasn't just saying it casually, was she? It can't be that serious, brother. Are you carrying a coffin with you wherever you go?

Don't tell me that it contains the corpse or remnant soul of some sect elder, to help you with your next stage of cultivation!

"Hey, what kind of look is that?!"

Seeing Zhao Zhuji's bewildered expression, Hong Butian slid open the coffin, which had been left with a small gap, and slipped inside. He then waved to Zhao Zhuji, saying, "Come on, come on, you can still fit if you squeeze in!"

"Ah this!"

Zhao Zhuji's heart skipped a beat. They're already jumping to the point of being buried together before they're even married? Why is everyone else's love so sweet, while my love is like being in the underworld?

"There's no time to explain!"

Hong Butian jumped out, grabbed Zhao Zhuji's arm, and after a long while, Zhao Zhuji finally came to her senses and let out a cry of surprise. Then Hong Butian threw her into the coffin, followed her in, and closed the coffin lid.

"Phew, we're safe!"

In the pitch black, Hong Butian took out a light-illuminating spirit stone and turned to look at Zhao Zhuji.

"This was given to me by Xiaoyang and Xiaoli. We're safe now..."

Hong Butian's words came to an abrupt halt. He saw Zhao Zhuji's flushed face, so close to his, biting her lip as she looked at him.

Ugh, this damn feeling, what's going on!

"Is that so..."

Zhao Zhuji finally understood what it meant to be "knowledge gained from books is ultimately superficial." So this is what adults often mean when they say "marriage is the tomb of love."

So, have we already jumped directly to this step?

"Hoo, ha, hoo!"

Hei Yang Hong Li clasped her hands together: "Exile!"

The swaying space around them froze for a moment, as the two people slowly and forcefully stuffed them back in. After that, the Wuliang Sword Sect members could take care of it themselves!

Yeah, it's like when you crumple up your blanket and throw it in the corner at home. ( )

"It's done!"

Hei Yang clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction.

"Black Sun! Black Sun!"

"what?"

"Look there!"

Hongli, with her sharp eyes, pointed to a coffin on the ground: "Isn't that what we gave to Brother Butian?"

"Ah, indeed, it seems Brother Bu Tian listened to me."

Hei Yang nodded, but then suddenly paused, rubbing his eyes: "Um, Xiao Li, why am I seeing little hearts floating on that coffin lid?"

"Pfft hahaha, what kind of underworld visions, coffin lids, little hearts, you're something else!"

Hongli couldn't help but laugh out loud, rubbing the tears that had welled up in her eyes, and looked over as well: "Hey? There are so many little hearts!"

"Yeah, right."

"Hiss, this is terrifying!"

"So he's the older brother, and we're just the younger brothers and sisters."

"Makes sense!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 329 Hongling: Two Months Back in My Hometown, My Niece and Nephew Healed My Mental Inemotional Distress

With the two villains eliminated, the Wuliang Sword Sect began a grand campaign to restore order.

Various unreasonable rules were abolished or modified, such as those concerning weapons restrictions.

Under Hei Yang Hong Li's dumbfounded gaze, as soon as the sect elder announced the abolition of the restrictive rules, a group of disciples immediately smashed their cups as a signal.