Seekers Without Bounds

After being called by Lu Zhaohui, Shi Xunfei finally came back to his senses.

"Waiter, I want to ask, where did you get this Jimiehan?" Shi Xunfei turned his head and asked suddenly.

“Normally we have to keep the source of our weapons secret, but you were brought here by Master Lu.

I certainly can't hide it. This happened to the warriors of the Divine Tree Temple two years ago.

It was brought out from the Valley of Broken Souls and has only been released for sale in recent months. It is a fate that you have with it."

The waiter's words made Shi Xunfei's heart beat wildly as he came out of the Valley of Broken Souls.

It must be the harvest brought by Master and his friends. But why is it in Cotton City?

"A Fei, A Fei." Lu Zhaohui's call interrupted Shi Xunfei's thoughts.

"Maybe I practiced too much last night and I'm hallucinating a little."

"I've already told you, don't practice day and night, take it easy. Go back to the Shenshu Temple and talk to your Wu Qianse about your feelings." Lu Zhaohui teased.

"I have nothing to do with her, but you, don't forget. Little Princess Ye Luo, Nie Xingmou is waiting for you." Shi Xunfei was not willing to be outdone.

He learned from Guan Ting that whoever first came out of the Tanlang illusion in the Yunke Rain Forest would be Nie Xingmou's husband.

That's why I abandoned Lu Zhaohui and ran away.

"I say, Ah Fei, your mouth is getting more and more eloquent." Lu Zhaohui was also afraid to mention Nie Xingmo.

"I learned this from you and Mao Shiba."

"I said you don't want to learn good things, but you only want to learn some unorthodox methods."

"Is there anything good about you two that I can learn from?"

The two young men teased each other and left the Bihuan Palace.

Danqing Book Club is also a place where celebrities from Miandu gather. Some young men and women who are unable to make breakthroughs in their spiritual practice go there to write and paint.

After making some name for himself, he found a job in Cotton City and made a living.

The book club is located in the center of the lake in Miandu City, with only a long stone bridge connecting the inside and the outside.

If you are not from a prominent family, you will have to spend one hundred amber crystals to enter the book club.

From time to time, the bridge seemed a bit desolate, with scholars with no background reciting poems and composing couplets.

They couldn't afford the 100 amber gold, so they could only hang around outside and see if they could be appreciated by some nobleman.

Lu Zhaohui's identity was there, so he walked into the book club with arrogance.

Shi Xunfei is now a wealthy man, so one hundred amber crystals is not a problem for him without status.

No one knew Shi Xunfei, but Lu Zhaohui became the focus as soon as he entered.

Do those young masters and ladies know one of the three dukes of Miandu?

The illegitimate grandson of Duke Shengguo somehow became enemies with the Huang family.

The foundation of the Huang family was directly uprooted. Huang Zhenhui, the head of Dianshifang, was so frightened that he fled to Miandu for fear of being liquidated.

(Huang Zhenhui was slapped out of the courtyard by the Marquis’ wife at that time, so he went back and packed up his belongings and left Miandu, because he knew that the old ancestor would not forgive him)

"Lu Zhaohui, you seem to be very proud of yourself lately." An acquaintance!

The person Shi Xunfei saw looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"Who do I think it is? Big-headed Dai, where did you get dressed like that? You look like a human being but a dog." Lu Zhaohui was also stunned for a while before he figured it out.

He painted his eyebrows and eyes, wore a tall scholar's hat, and a loose robe.

"I am the painter of Miandu, Mr. Limu!" ​​Datoudai was followed by a group of noble ladies. When Lu Zhaohui said that, he looked a little embarrassed.

The lady behind saw Lu Zhaohui wearing a simple blue outfit.

It is out of tune with the cumbersome attire of the surrounding Confucian scholars.

He has a slender figure. If you want to talk about his appearance, he is born with a gentlemanly demeanor.

A mid-level bloodthirsty warrior, with a unique faint red aura, which makes him look even more heroic.

The ladies who were originally following Ah Dai immediately surrounded Lu Zhaohui.

Datoudai was extremely jealous because of the thing he hated most about Lu Zhaohui.

As long as he was there, the girls would be around him.

Shi Xunfei was also moved when he saw Lu Zhaohui, who was attracting so many women. He was really a natural gentleman, and every woman liked him.

I came here for a serious matter, to buy the Yunzhongjin Book. Let's go ask first, Lu Zhaohui won't be able to come out for a while.

"A Fei, A Fei, wait for me." Lu Zhaohui was struggling to catch up with Shi Xunfei among a group of noble ladies.

"Mr. Lu, why are you here at the book club today? How about we go for an outing together tomorrow?"

"My father is the commander of the inner army in the court, and he often works with your aunt!"

The chattering sound completely drowned out Lu Zhaohui's voice.

"Shopkeeper, do you have Yunzhongjinshu for sale?" Shi Xunfei went to the counter on the second floor and asked.

"Do you have an appointment, sir?" asked the shopkeeper.

"What appointment? Don't you have one?" Shi Xunfeng asked puzzledly.

"Yes, Yunzhongjinshu is the best drawing paper. Our book club has rules. If you want to buy Yunzhongjinshu, you must first bring your painting and have it appraised before exchanging it. Or you can make an appointment first and come back to buy it later when you have time."

The shopkeeper said a lot of things, meaning that it was not available for purchase now.

"How long does it take to make an appointment now?" Shi Xunfei asked.

"Let me check for you. If you pay for an appointment today, the appointment will probably be eight years later."

The shopkeeper took it very seriously and spent a long time calculating on his abacus.

Eight years later? I will be going back to the Temple of the Godly Tree tomorrow. How can I make an appointment to buy it?

"I can't wait that long. Can you pay more money?" Shi Xunfei was helpless. After eight years, not only had the daylily become unpopular, but he was also afraid that the soil he planted it in would be gone.

"Sir, our Danqing Book Club is an elegant place for reciting poems and writing couplets. We cannot talk about money. It's too vulgar!"

The shopkeeper was obviously a big man with a full beard, but he acted shy.

He was like a Confucian scholar holding a towel and making orchid fingers. He almost vomited Shi Xunfei's overnight meal.

Just as Shi Xunfei was arguing with the shopkeeper, a young man in elegant clothes came with a servant and several paintings.

"Manager Luo, please help me see how many Yunzhongjinshu books I can exchange for these paintings." The little boy put a pile of paintings on the counter.

"Mr. Hong, you are a rare guest. Let me show you. Anu, come and check the painting for Mr. Hong!"

"Here it comes!" A lingering female voice came from the inner room.

Then the curtain was opened, and a girl with an oval face and a good figure walked out.

As she walked, her body swayed, and her steps were so seductive that she mesmerized Master Hong and the little child who was accompanying him.

But her charm skills are very shallow, far inferior to Nie Xingmou's.

When Shi Xunfei opened the painting, he was shocked. It was not a painting at all, but just messy doodles.

The paintings I drew using the Qianzhe technique were all masterpieces compared to his.

"Ah, Master Hong, I haven't seen you for a few months. Your paintings are becoming more and more realistic. The birds in your paintings are so lifelike and they jump off the paper."

The girl Anu praised Mr. Hong so much that he laughed out loud.

"Anu, you are mistaken! This is not a bird, it is a flounder.

I even drew a couple kissing! How are you going to compensate me?"

Master Hong smiled and put his hand on Anu's butt.

"Why don't you just kiss me and let it go."

"What are you talking about? There are so many people here. Am I shy?

This is Mr. Hong’s masterpiece. How can a mortal like me understand it all at once?

How many brocade books do you want? Only a man of your talent can make full use of the beauty and agility of brocade books."

While Anu was hiding from Master Hong, she kept blowing air at him to confuse his mind.