Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

After the old lame man realized what he was doing, he hurried to catch up.

Just now, I was so frightened by Dongfang Han's words that I almost lost my soul!

"Hey, little ancestor, don't be stupid!"

"Your mother left early, and your father was so scared of you as he regarded you as his treasure. If something happens to the old cripple, I don't know how to face your mother even after I die!"

"Besides, if you take this man back, the General's Mansion won't be able to serve him!"

"Ancestor, don't walk so fast. Slow down, slow down, and listen to the old cripple trying to reason with you!"

The old lame man followed Dongfang Han and persuaded her earnestly, but it was obvious that she didn't listen at all.

"Let me think about it, what should I prepare..."

"The wedding room needs to be decorated in a more grand manner, and when the time comes, we will call the old men from the holy land to support the scene."

"Well...you need to prepare more food. I think my husband's disciples are quite good at eating."

Dongfang Han was already silently thinking about how to organize the wedding with his fingers crossed. The old cripple beside him heard this and his eyelids jumped wildly.

Weiwei raised his hand, intending to hit her directly on the back of the neck, knock her unconscious and take her back to the general's mansion to lock her up.

"Xu Laosan!"

"Hey, ancestor, what's wrong?"

"This swordsman feels murderous intent. Do you want to sneak attack me?"

"If you dare to send me back, I will hang myself, I will jump into a well, I will go on a hunger strike!"

"I...you, why are you so disobedient!!!"

"Besides, getting married is a big deal. You have just met and they are not familiar with you yet. How can you be willing to do it?"

"What if you scare people away again, wouldn't there be no chance?"

The old lame man looked helpless and could only find another way to say it.

"That makes sense, so what do you think we should do?"

"According to what Mr. Xue said, this Sword Immortal only has about two years left to live. Even if my father finds another life-extending treasure, it won't have much effect on me now. I'll have to live for another three years!"

"How can I, the swordsman, have the time to cultivate my feelings slowly?"

Dongfang Han paused and felt that what the old cripple said made sense.

But he frowned and said in great distress.

"Well, then we have to get in touch first, and cultivate the relationship first."

"You have to stay calm and play the long game to catch big fish. Do you understand this?"

Seeing that this argument worked, the old cripple finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to guide.

"Um......"

After hearing this, Dongfang Han pondered for a moment.

"correct!"

"Tell me, that guy is so powerful as you said, is it possible for him to cure my disease?"

"If I can cultivate, I can live for many more years, so I can have time to slowly develop relationships!"

Dongfang Han's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of a wonderful solution.

"Reliable!"

The old lame man was stunned. He was only worried about the little ancestor getting into trouble, but he didn't think about this!

That existence might really be able to help Dongfang Han solve his physical dangers!

It's just that, for no reason, why do people want to help?

The General Mansion spent countless resources, but at best it could only help Dongfang Han extend his life, but could not cure her symptoms at all.

Even if they are Sanxian, their general's office has summoned no less than ten people, but no one can find a solution!

"Then let's do it, Xu Laosan, I want to become my master as a swordsman, so that I can stay by my side and get along with him day and night, hehe..."

Dongfang Han tightened the sword around his waist and had already made up his mind.

"You can try this. If it works, everyone will be happy."

"But don't make the other party unhappy, otherwise the General's Mansion won't be able to protect you."

After thinking about it for a moment, the old lame man nodded heavily. He thought it was a good idea, but he still couldn't help but warn him.

"Aren't you capable of pinching and calculating?"

"Help me, the Sword Immortal, do the math. Can I succeed this time?"

Dongfang Han saw that Chenyue Tower was almost there, so he stopped and said to the old cripple beside him.

"...."

"You might as well just tell the old cripple that I should commit suicide. It doesn't matter about that adult."

"I don't know if you can live for two years if the old cripple speculates on matters related to that adult. Anyway, old cripple, I will definitely not live for two years."

The old cripple's face twitched, thinking that he hadn't lived enough yet.

When he helped the General Mansion conquer the world, the general trend had already consumed more than half of his lifespan, and now he is showing his age, and it is difficult to make an inch of progress in his cultivation.

If you dare to think about Chen Daoxuan again, what is the difference between that and committing suicide?

"Yes, I am a swordsman with extraordinary talents and intelligence. It will not be difficult for me to succeed. It's just that I can't practice, so it's a bit difficult..."

Dongfang Han stopped insisting and walked directly towards Chenyue Tower with his head held high. Looking at her back, the old cripple couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded.

"She looks so much like Madam..."

The old lame man murmured to himself, especially this figure paired with the sword that the lady had when she was alive, making him feel like he had really seen the lady in a trance.

Without thinking much, he hurriedly followed.

When the two returned to Chenyue Building, they found that only the waiter and the shopkeeper were clearing the tables in the lobby.

But Chen Daoxuan and others were nowhere to be seen.

"Secretary, please give me a room and charge it to the old man's account."

Dongfang Han was not in a hurry and asked for a room to stay temporarily.

Seeing that she had not done anything dangerous for the time being, the old cripple simply went back to the house to rest.

The old lame man in the house took out the psychic talisman.

[Fool Xu, fool Xu, what do you think of this person? 】

[Jinger is with me now in Fengliang City. By the way, you must not send anyone here. I am responsible for everything. 】

[Tell the general, don’t be anxious and don’t come looking for me. There is a glimmer of hope here. 】

The psychic talisman slowly turned into stars and dispersed in the old lame man's hands. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He picked up the wine gourd and drank two sips before falling asleep. He was no longer upset when he fell asleep.

...........

On this day, Li Yourong returned to Chenyue Tower with Ao Lan early.

He didn't forget to owe his senior sister the candied haws on a stick. As soon as he came back, he knocked on the senior sister's door with two bunches of candied haws.

"Sister, come on, eat it, it's so sweet!"

Give the candied haws to the senior sister, and then go back to the house.

Leng Yanran held the candied haws and leaned against the door, turning the candied haws slightly with her slender fingers. In her spiritual perception, Dongfang Han was also staying in the restaurant.

"Hey... Master's charm seems to be stronger than my innate charm."

Leng Yanran sighed, held the candied haws in her mouth, saw that there was no movement at the master's door, and then returned to her room.

At noon, Li Yourong went downstairs by himself to eat some food.

In the evening, after Li Yourong asked his senior sister and master, they both said they wanted to rest today, so they went downstairs with Ao Lan to have dinner.

Dongfang Han didn't show up again, sitting in the room as if planning something.

Until late at night, there was no one around, only the chirping of insects could be heard, and some faint outlines could be seen clearly with the help of moonlight.

Dongfang Han then pushed open his window in a sly manner. During the day, he had already inquired with the old cripple about the rooms where several people would live.

Immediately, he got out of the window. Although he had no cultivation, he climbed up to the top of Chenyue Tower very vigorously.

"Success or failure depends on this!"

Ps: Three chapters in a row. Thank you all for your small gifts and reminders. The protagonist is no longer as eager to recruit disciples as he was at the beginning, so the recruitment of disciples will probably be synchronized with the plot of this trip to Zhongzhou.

[Set a small goal. If the number of reminders can exceed 2,000 before the update at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, there will be a burst of updates at the end of this month, and the previous debt will be made up for the day. Finally, my body will not feel uncomfortable. 】