After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Everyone looked at Qi Wuyou carefully, and secretly thought that this person's name and appearance were indeed similar to Lan Fangjun's, but no matter his cultivation base, appearance or bearing, he was far worse than the deity.

Could it be that Luo Yunzhang is really crazy, and when he sees someone who looks like Lan Fangjun, he recognizes him as his master?

Then you have to find something similar.

Which small sect in the valley is Yong Chengzong?

Who can be capable of dawdling in this sect?

All the monks looked at Qi Wuyou unscrupulously, Luo Yunzhang's eyes sank, and he took a step forward to block Qi Wuyou.

Qi Wuyou was taken aback, thinking that he was about to make a move again, he quickly crossed his arms to stop him.

As soon as Luo Yunzhang lowered his head, he first smelled the bloody smell on his body, and then looked at his clothes, which were almost completely stained with blood. The blood on the body was stained left and right.

"..." Luo Yunzhang froze, he remembered that Master didn't like to be contaminated with these things.

Thinking about what he did when he was out of control, there was no turmoil on his pale face, but there was an undercurrent in his heart—he was the last thing he wanted Master to see, that's what he looked like—with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, he didn't go any further. before.

No one knew what Luo Yunzhang was thinking, everyone only said that Qi Wuyou lightly stopped him, and Luo Yunzhang stopped in his tracks, as if he really listened to the words of this fake master, and then looked at Qi Wuyou's eyes, which were even more intriguing up.

Qiu Sanxian's eyes turned between Luo Yunzhang and Qi Wuyou a few times, and he cupped his hands and said, "Wu Daoyou, can you show me the honor and talk with me for a while?"

Qi Wuyou didn't want to.

But Qiu Sanxian is the suzerain of Xiaoyao Xianzong, and there are many people in the world of cultivating immortals who want to curry favor with him. If he refuses noblely and coldly, it will be inexplicable.

What's more, the disciple of the Immortal Sect was abducted by him—although he didn't want to abduct him.

Qi Wuyou first said to Luo Yunzhang: "You go to the room to rest first, and I will meet you after I have a chat with Sect Master Qiu."

Luo Yunzhang lowered his eyes and refused to move.

Qi Wuyou finally understood him, and said solemnly: "Don't make trouble for me."

As soon as his voice sank, Luo Yunzhang felt startled. He raised his head and glanced at Qiu Sanxian and the monks outside the courtyard. His gaze fell on Qi Wuyou. He hesitated and raised his hand to grab Qi Wuyou's arm. He gave in and said, "Then I will Waiting for Master next door."

Qi Wuyou nodded, watched Luo Yunzhang turn into the room, turned his head to face Qiu Sanxian, showing reverence, and said enthusiastically: "Sect Master Qiu, wait a moment, please change into a clean clothes, and then talk to Your Excellency."

The habit of loving cleanliness is also very similar to Lan Fangjun.

Qiu Sanxian nodded.

Qi Wuyou hurried back to the room, rummaging through the storage bag.

He usually likes to wear clothes in white, moon white, ink wash, and sky blue, and he can't find anything fancy.

While pacing in the room, he looked out through the door, thinking about countermeasures, and after a while, he clenched his fist and lightly tapped his palm—rather than trying to avoid suspicion, he might as well be more frank.

Qi Wuyou didn't dare to say how much he knew Qiu Sanxian, but it should be easy to make Qiu Sanxian loathe him.

He first washed off the blood stains on his body with spring water, and changed into a moon-white shirt.

He often wore similar clothes when he was Lord Lanfang. Many people visited him at the Lumingjian Festival and the Fairy Gate Conference. There are quite a few monks who have seen him like this.

After changing into his clothes, Qi Wuyou strengthened his illusion mask again, adjusted his clothes in front of the bronze mirror in the room, took photos from left to right, and always felt that there was still something missing.

After thinking about it, I took out a white fan that looked like a flower bone fan from the storage bag and pinned it to my waist, but it was still not enough, so I found a few bad-grade incense pills in the storage bag and crushed them , stood for a while in the wafting fragrance powder.

Raising his sleeves and smelling it, the scented pill he chose had a cold smell, and the scent on his body was not bad, but compared with the natural scent of the flower bone fan, it seemed quite boring, and he wanted to imitate it, but Meaning too much force.

He looked at himself in the bronze mirror, walked towards the door with satisfaction, took a light breath, showed the smile he had when dealing with everyone in Xiaoyao Xianzong, and opened the door to appear.

Qiu Sanxian has been scanning the environment in the courtyard, trying to find some clues related to Luo Yunzhang.

Hearing the sound of the door opening suddenly, he turned his head to look.

Everyone saw Qi Wuyou in a moon-white body, with a bright smile on his face, a folding fan on his waist, and an elegant demeanor. For a time, people ignored his mediocre appearance and realm, and thought it was Mr. Lan Fang who had returned to the world.

Qiu Sanxian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took two steps forward. When he got to the corridor, he smelled a choking fragrance, wrinkled his nose, and stopped.

Take a closer look, it is not an exaggeration to say that what is shining, what is elegant, is ugly and flattering.

The monks outside the Moon Gate also recovered from their trance.

He was dumb at first, and then bursts of contempt surged up.

Some of the people present had seen Qi Wuyou back then, and they may not have much admiration and admiration for Qi Wuyou, but seeing a counterfeit who is far inferior to him here pretending to be here, it is inevitable to be disdainful.

What he thought in his heart was the same as what the goatee muttered when he greeted Yongchengzong at the mountain gate: Now, any cat or dog dares to imitate Lan Fangjun.

Qi Wuyou didn't know the sarcasm and ridicule in everyone's eyes, happily retreated to the door and said: "Sect Master Qiu, please."

Qiu Sanxian twitched his nostrils, glanced at Qi Wuyou a few times, and walked slowly into the main room of the Green Bamboo Courtyard.

Qi Wuyou hung his tone, and said from the side: "Sect Master Qiu came here, making the humble house luxuriant!"

Many monks from small sects saw Qiu Sanxian, most of them looked like this, Qi Wuyou is not too exaggerated.

Qiu Sanxian didn't answer his words, and cast a barrier outside the door with his backhand.

Qi Wuyou pretended to be frightened, but immediately tensed his expression, glanced outside the door, and said hesitantly: "Sect Master Qiu, this is..."

Qiu Sanxian: "..."

Just now in the Phoenix Valley, he still felt that this person had a bit of air, why did he look more and more like a coward at this moment?

Conquering the strangeness in his heart, Qiu Sanxian turned around, raised his hand to block Qi Wuyou's gracious invitation to sit down and drink tea, and said straight to the point: "To be honest, I came here to ask about Yun Zhang. Phoenix Valley, I see that Yun Zhang is very close to fellow Taoist, but I don't know what kind of relationship you have with him?"

Qi Wuyou said: "Little friend Luo and I have only known each other for less than a month, so we can't talk about any relationship, but little friend Luo seems to recognize me as Mr. Lan Fang, and keeps pestering me all day long, refusing to leave."

Qiu Sanxian: "..."

What Luo Yunzhang had in mind for Qi Wuyou, he was very clear.

It would be troublesome if Luo Yunzhang regarded the person in front of him as a Taoist companion.

When Qi Wuyou said this, there was a smug look on his face, and he continued: "I like quietness, and I have no plans to accept apprentices, and Luo Xiaoyou's cultivation is far superior to mine, so he is called a master. Logically speaking, I It is absolutely unbearable.

"Although Yong Chengzong is located in a remote place, he is familiar with the affairs of the world of cultivating immortals. I know a thing or two about little friend Luo.

"It's also my own idea, thinking that as a member of the hundred families, I should make some contributions to the world of cultivating immortals. The left and right little friends Luo recognized me as Mr. Lan Fang. Instead of shirking and shrinking, it's better to take advantage of the situation and act as a substitute for Xiaoyaoxian. Zong, I have solved the problems for the world of cultivating immortals."

Qiu Sanxian hates people who are overconfident and clinging to the dragon and the phoenix, so Qi Wuyou deliberately put on a tone of wanting to take advantage of it, but refused to say it clearly.

"Furthermore, Mr. Lan Fang and I share the same interests. Although I only met him once at Lumingjian, I regard him as a lifelong confidant. It would be my honor to share his worries after his fall. I hope there is no Offended Sect Master Qiu and Xiaoyao Xianzong."

Qiu Sanxian: "..."

Does the so-called like-mindedness mean recreating people from beginning to end?

It's a pity that Lord Lanfang's life is as carefree as a bright moon and a breeze, but the person in front of her is an ordinary flower cultivated with gold and earth in a wealthy mansion with a strong fragrance. It is well decorated, and after a long time, it will still make people bored.

Perhaps Luo Yunzhang was really so in love with him that he mentioned this person alongside his master.

Compared with this person's clumsy imitation, Luo Yunzhang's loss of control is still more lethal.

"It's too late to thank fellow Daoist Xianzong," Qiu Sanxian said, "Fellow Daoist, do you know why Yun Zhang lost control this time?"

This asked about Qi Wuyou's blind spot, and he didn't know much about it, so he forgot about the sympathy knot, and told about the reunion with Luo Yunzhang in Long Yinzong, with deletions and deletions.Qiu Sanxian thought for a while, flicked in the storage bag, and immediately there was a piece of pills, talismans and various magic tools on the table in the room.

Qi Wuyou's eyes widened: "What is Sect Master Qiu doing?"

Qiu Sanxian said: "I would also like to thank fellow daoists for taking care of Yun Zhang these days, let's express our gratitude, and hope fellow daoists don't feel shabby."

Qiu Sanxian was generous, and those things were enough for a large sect.

A small sect like Yongchengzong probably wouldn't be able to save so many good things even after decades of saving.

Qi Wuyou showed surprise and eager eyes at the right time, and then reluctantly refused: "Sect Master Qiu is really out of touch, fellow monks should take care of each other, such a heavy courtesy, I can't bear it, I really can't bear it!"

What he said meant that he didn't want to just do a one-off deal, but wanted to get a long-term meal ticket with Xianzong.

Qiu Sanxian heard what he meant, and became more disgusted, and his idea of ​​taking Luo Yunzhang away became more determined.

If he is really like Lan Fangjun—not exactly the same, as long as there are six or seven points of similarity in temperament—Qiu Sanxian can rest assured that Luo Yunzhang will stay by his side.

It is a good thing to have someone who can control Luo Yunzhang.

But what Wu You showed was shallow vision, great success, and lack of greed.

I'm afraid that after Luo Yunzhang has been with him for a long time, he will have delusional thoughts and use Luo Yunzhang to benefit himself.

The proud son of heaven must not fall into the hands of such a villain.

Qiu Sanxian didn't want to talk to him more, and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't evade, I won't bother you, so I'll take Yunzhang back and visit him another day."

Thank you so much!Qi said worry-free.

But with a regretful look on his face, he asked to stay: "If Sect Master Qiu thinks highly of me, why not keep little friend Luo here, and—"

Qiu Sanxian smiled but said: "The Immortal Gate Conference will start soon, and Yun Zhang's mind is unstable now, and he may hurt the monks of the noble sect. It would be more appropriate for me to bring him back to the immortal sect."

His patience was exhausted, if it wasn't for the sake of Qi Wuyou appeasing Luo Yunzhang, he would have thrown up his sleeves and left long ago.

After saying that, he stopped dealing with Qi Wuyou, pushed the door out, and removed the barrier.

Not long after the two talked, the monk outside hurriedly looked over to observe Qiu Sanxian's expression.

Qiu Sanxian's expression was indifferent, so that no one could see any clues, Qi Wuyou came out after him, showing a little satisfaction and pride, came to the next room, and knocked on the door with his fingers.

Luo Yunzhang stepped out of the room.

He changed into clean clothes, wiped off the blood all over his body, glanced at the monks outside, and stood directly beside Qi Wuyou.

Qiu Sanxian: "..."

Are you really blind?

Qi Wuyou said: "..."

At least play it.

Qi Wuyou secretly licked the inside of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, stretched out a shelf holding a chicken feather as an arrow, and said to Luo Yunzhang as if deliberately showing off: "Yunzhang, Sect Master Qiu is here to pick you up, you should leave now Go back with Sect Master Qiu."

Luo Yunzhang passed Qiu Sanxian and wanted to refuse.

Qi Wuyou grabbed his arm and squeezed it hard.

Luo Yunzhang: "..."

He looked at Qi Wuyou inquisitively, and when Qi Wuyou turned around, he blinked at him in warning - he wants to wear this vest for a while, don't take it off again!

Everyone knows that Luo Yunzhang misses his master.

Finding a substitute for the time being to ease the pain of longing is still reasonable.

But given Luo Yunzhang's status in Xiaoyao Xianzong, it was a bit unusual for Qiu Sanxian to casually throw him to an outsider.

As long as Luo Yunzhang is by his side, it is bound to lead to endless temptations and suspicions.

He can fool for a while, if you want him to be on guard against everyone all the time, it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

There are a lot of people talking at the Xianmen Conference, who knows which one is Baoyi's eyes and ears?

At this point, if he hadn't brought Nie Yun and the other three with him and couldn't get away, he would have changed his face a long time ago, and he could run as far as he could.

It doesn't matter where Luo Yunzhang is in private, before Bao Yi does nothing, it's safer to separate him from him on the surface.

By touching their arms, Qi Wuyou communicated with Luo Yunzhang: "Be more obedient and come back later when there is no one around."

Luo Yunzhang's eyes flickered slightly, Qi Wuyou let go of his hand, turned around and nodded to Qiu Sanxian.

Qiu Sanxian just pretended not to know that he was communicating with Luo Yunzhang, so he called Luo Yunzhang.

Luo Yunzhang hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to Yu Jian and left the Green Bamboo Courtyard with him.

Looking at the backs of the two people going away, Qi Wuyou cupped his hands towards the monk outside the door with a smile on his face, and said, "Dear fellows, how tired you are standing outside, why don't you come and talk in the room?"

The door of the room was open, revealing a lot of instruments on the table.

Most of the monks knew what was going on at a glance, turned around and left in arrogance, a few stayed and asked what was going on, and Qi Wuyou copied the rhetoric he had just said about Qiu Sanxian.

At the end, I would like to add a sentence as calm as a chrysanthemum: "I have been friends with Lord Lan Fang for a long time. I think it is because I have a similar temperament to Lord Lan Fang that I have aroused Xiaoyou Luo's closeness."

The immortal cultivator who inquired about the news: "..."

Never seen such a brazen person.

It's just a piece of shit luck, and after being honored by Mr. Lan Fang, he actually pretended to be garlic.

At first, some people didn't believe it, but after talking with Qi Wuyou for a while, they could see from his many speeches and behaviors that his experience and cultivation were very different from those of Mr. Lan Fang.

When Qi Wuyou showed that he wanted to make friends with them and hinted that they wanted to support them, these monks finally couldn't pretend anymore, showed contempt, and left.

From the performance in the morning to the sunset on the west mountain, the Green Bamboo Courtyard returned to its former calm.

Qi Wuyou performed in the courtyard for a while, checked with his spiritual sense, and made sure that there was no one around, and hurried back to the house.

He was about to be dizzy from the cloying aroma, so he washed himself with water, changed his clothes, and finally breathed comfortably.

After changing his clothes, he immediately went to see Yuzi and Lvxiu. They both woke up and were meditating to heal their injuries under Nie Yun's care.

After Qi Wuyou comforted the three of them, he got up and went back to the room when he was free.

This was almost the day when Qi Wuyou came through the book and talked the most, his throat was about to smoke.

He knelt down in front of the desk and took out the tea set from the storage bag to make tea.

Smelling the faint fragrance of tea, the tense mind became loose and free.

Wait patiently for the tea to be cooked, hold the teacup and take a sip, the mellow spiritual tea slips down the throat, and the accumulated fatigue from the day is immediately washed away.

Monks are really not human.

Especially famous monks.

After being devastated by this day, Qi Wuyou thought: Three months later, when the Immortal Gate Conference is over, he will immediately send Nie Yun and the others back to Yongchengzong, and then change their appearance, and never have anything to do with the world of cultivating immortals again.

It's so tiring.

The spiritual energy in the tea travels through the spiritual veins, Qi Wuyou sat down comfortably, opened the window, and watched the moon.

At a certain moment, the shadow of the moon dimmed, and someone fell into the courtyard and walked straight towards the door.

Qi Wuyou didn't even move, waiting for the door to be pushed open.

Luo Yunzhang came in from the outside with Yelu stained with aura, gently closed the door, came to the desk, picked up the teapot, filled Qi Wuyou's teacup eighty-tenths full, raised his hands to serve tea, and said: "Master, I'm late."

Qi Wuyou didn't take his tea, rather coldly said: "You don't have to come today."

Luo Yunzhang's brows and eyes were soft and harmless, he was silent, and said truthfully: "I miss Master."

Qi Wuyou recklessly took the teacup from his hand, put it aside, grabbed his wrist, and probed for his spiritual veins.

The combing of the previous few days was ruined.

Before Qi Wuyou could speak, Luo Yunzhang lowered his eyebrows and said, "I was wrong."

As he said, his fingers hooked Qi Wuyou's wrist from below in a flattering manner, and lightly rubbed it twice.

"..."

It's too good at pretending to be pitiful.

Qi Wuyou couldn't get angry, and resigned to his fate, "You always do that?"

"No." Luo Yunzhang said: "It's just... Recently, I was ambushed and disturbed by the demon cultivators, and I saw them hurt the master,—"

"What's the matter with the demon cultivator's ambush?"

Qi Wuyou asked: "You went to Yuanzong this trip, did you see Baoyi?"

"Never."

Luo Yunzhang said flatly: "It should be to lure me to besieged and killed. It has been like this for five years, and I am used to it."

"..."

I don't know if Luo Yunzhang said this on purpose to soften his heart or did it unintentionally.

Qi Wuyou originally wanted to settle accounts with him, but seeing his desolate and devastated appearance, he couldn't make up his mind.

Sighing: "Just this once. You have to learn to control yourself. If I see you lose control again, you won't be by my side anymore."

Qi Wuyou's words were serious, Luo Yunzhang's heart tightened, and he immediately said: "I promise Master."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Let's play it, just now.

Qi Wuyou helped him sort out his aura, and said anxiously: "Can you tell Sect Master Qiu about my identity?"

Luo Yunzhang was so well-behaved that he was a different person from when he was killing all directions, and said, "No. I came out behind Sect Master Qiu's back."

"That's fine."

It's not that you have to hide it from Qiu Sanxian, it's just that one more person who knows now is one more risk.

"Don't trouble the Scarlet Heaven Sect in the future. I voluntarily took advantage of the Luoxia Terrace to escape from Baoyi's control. To be honest, it was the monks of the Xianmen who accompanied me to perform a scene. Don't let me be in the Xianmen because of this. A hundred families make enemies."

Qi Wuyou saw how afraid those immortal cultivators were towards Luo Yunzhang today.

Luo Yunzhang didn't answer.

Qi Wuyou asked urgently: "Did you hear that?"

"Master let them go, so I will let them go." Luo Yunzhang was not very willing, paused, and then changed his voice coldly and resolutely: "But if they dare to hurt Master again, as I said just now, they will all be punished." Don't count."

"..."

Qi Wuyou didn't touch these sensitive topics to avoid disputes.

While moving his eyes, he inadvertently caught sight of Luo Yunzhang's skirt, under which there was an unhealed scar.

He immediately remembered the conversation he had with Nan Gongli a few days ago, he gathered his spiritual energy, walked around the table and came to Luo Yunzhang.

Luo Yunzhang got up without knowing why, and turned his head towards him.

Qi Wuyou raised his hand, then put it down feeling inappropriate, thinking about how to speak.

"Master?"

Luo Yunzhang looked over with trusting and dependent eyes, mixed with some doubts, how can he still have the look of killing the Quartet earlier?

Qi Wuyou was in a complicated mood, and glanced at his neckline again, only to see that the scar extended inward, and the flesh had not healed completely.

Luo Yunzhang followed his gaze and glanced down, then went to grab Qi Wuyou's hand.

Qi Wuyou said: "You... you take off your clothes, I'll take a look at your injuries."