Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 43 Descend to Earth

Ever since he went to the appointment that day, Wu You was out of control. Apart from feeding Zhu Ye and petting the cat every day, whenever Senior Sister Fang was free, he would come to the back mountain to practice his sword.

Three days have passed.

The inner sect competition had come to an end yesterday, but the fierce and tense final battle between Fang Shaohong and Dong Hanhai still lingered in everyone's minds for a long time.

Fang Shaohong narrowly won.

From then on, the disciples in the sect should change their name to "Chief Fang" when they see her.

…

Next to the green bamboo, two spiritual swords, one white and one green, were inserted into the ground at an angle.

The leaves rustle.

"The timing of the last move just now was wrong. The connection between step and spin will make you temporarily suspended in the air. If the opponent's strength is not much different from yours, this flaw will be enough to determine the winner."

Sitting in the small pavilion, Fang Shaohong opened his palms, and the two small bamboo branches on them were controlled by spiritual energy to simulate long swords, replaying the fight between the two.

"That's how it should be?"

Wu You found out a ray of spiritual power, took over the control of a bamboo branch, modified the sword path, and performed the newly introduced moves.

Fang Shaohong nodded and smiled, pinched the two bamboo branches and threw them away casually behind him. Looking at Wu You, he looked a little disappointed: "Junior brother, you are so talented... I feel that in three to five days at most, your swordsmanship will surpass mine."

"No, thanks to Senior Sister for your good teaching." Wu You said modestly.

"Senior sister is now the chief disciple. How does it feel to win the position of chief with your strength?"

It was obviously Wu You's joke, but Fang Shaohong lowered his head and considered it seriously.

"It was a blast to play."

She replied solemnly.

Wu You laughed. Senior Sister Fang is good at everything, but she likes fighting too much, even practicing swordsmanship. Once she gets excited about fighting, she can easily lose control...

"Didn't the leader say before that he would designate Senior Sister You as the chief? It seems that there is no need for that anymore."

"The name does not justify the words."

These words seemed to touch upon Fang Shaohong's disgust. She frowned and said, "If I fail to win the competition, I will not take the position of chief even if it is given to me."

Wu You groaned.

It was only in the past two days that he found out that Senior Sister Fang was the direct descendant of the sect leader. It seemed that the two masters and apprentices had some differences of opinion.

The pavilion was quiet for a moment, and Wu You's voice sounded again.

"Sister."

"Um?"

"The rumors outside...really don't need to be clarified?" Wu You asked tentatively.

Since Senior Sister Fang won the position of chief yesterday, the rumors in the sect that were about to die out have suddenly become popular again and are spreading more and more fiercely.

Fang Shaohong also contributed to this - her silence was understood in the eyes of everyone as acquiescence to the rumors.

There are already people queuing up to give him a challenge. When I woke up this morning, I found paper cranes parked all over the courtyard.

Zhu Ye was already going crazy at that time.

The little kitten seemed to have fallen into a children's playground. A piece of innocent paper cranes fell under its paws, and there were still a few in its mouth.

Wu You picked up one at random and opened it to take a look.

Invite him to fight for love...

? ? ?

Facing Wu You's question, Fang Shaohong's reaction was beyond his expectation.

She was stunned for two seconds, as if searching for keywords in her mind, and then came up with an answer that turned out to be fruitless.

The head tilted and the soul asked.

"What rumors?"

Seeing the handsome and dashing Senior Sister Fang showing clear stupidity for the first time, Wu You's expression became serious.

Things seemed a little different from what he thought.

…

Fang Shaohong looked at the current news headlines in his hand and gave Wu You a Sichuan opera face change - first as red as an apple, then as white, and finally as black...

After reading the news of the past two days, she quietly cut the paper full of ridiculous remarks into pieces with the sword energy in her hand. She let go of her hand and the fragments fell to the ground like tiny snowflakes.

"Qiang!"

Then she brazenly pulled out the long sword on the ground, took a few big steps, jumped onto the flying sword and flew away.

"Sister, please calm down and listen to me first. The top priority is, senior sister, senior sister!"

Wu You drew her sword and stepped forward to comfort her, but he couldn't stop her. He could only watch Fang Shaohong's figure flying away quickly with a string of sonic boom clouds.

"Ah...no..."

He raised his hand in vain, and then slapped his forehead with a "snap".

Finished.

…………

The next day, new headlines came out:

Chief Fang was so angry that he chased the members of Shiyan Club because of his underground love affair! Is this the annihilation of humanity or the loss of morality?

As expected.

It was the former chief disciple, Brother Liu Feng, now the deacon of the Discipline Department, who came forward to save Ren Baixiao, who had been beaten into a pig's head, from Fang Shaohong.

The sect is in chaos...

But all this has nothing to do with Wu You.

On the huge fairy boat bound for Li Kingdom, Wu You was standing on the deck, touching the flowing clouds with his fingers, and the sky wind blew through his hair.

The Heavenly Mirror Sect behind him gradually shrunk in the field of vision and disappeared into the rolling mountains...

"We are going down the mountain to deal with the Emperor of Li State. The content of the task has been written on the jade slip. Please pay attention to safety in everything."

Before leaving, Jiang Bing asked me to do this.

After leaving Senior Sister Fang yesterday, he received a message from Jiang Bing and was ordered to take on this unusual mission.

——At the invitation of the King of Li State, he went to help him repair his hidden illness and extend his life.

He turned his hand over, and a jade slip suddenly appeared in his palm. When he put his spiritual thoughts into it, he still could only see the brief and casual mission description.

"Self-diagnosis and treatment."

He was trying to cure illnesses and save people, but he was allowed to go there, a man who knew nothing about medicine or pharmacology. He was not given any pills, and he was not even mentioned how to prolong his life.

On the contrary, the disciple who registered the mission specifically explained to him the annual tribute amount of minerals and spiritual materials from the Li Kingdom...

If you contact the master, even if Wu You first steps on the path of immortality and does not understand the doorways inside, he should know the attitude of the immortal sect towards the mortal emperor.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the mountains and rivers passing by under the flying boat, and murmured to himself.

"Just...fooling?"

The words dispersed in the wind.

…

Jian'an City,

The capital of Li country.

Long parades with noisy gongs and drums passed by, and small traders and people living in the city were laughing and chatting happily on the streets.

On the streets and alleys, pavilions and pavilions are decorated with lanterns and festive long silk lanterns.

"Hey, hey, be careful!"

The bookboy Zhang Wenyuan straightened his hat that was knocked off his head by the parade team and shouted to the man just now.

"Medicine, did you drop the medicine? Two, four, six...it's okay, okay."

He held up several packets of medicine he had grabbed at the doctor's shop, counted them, and made sure that he had not dropped one or two packets when he had just squeezed through the crowd. He carefully put them in his arms and hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A few days ago, news came from the Shangzong that an immortal would arrive. His Majesty Longyan was delighted and announced that today would be a new festival for the whole city to celebrate.

It's better to be lively.

Zhang Wenyuan thought as he looked back at the streets decorated with lights and the long parade that was gradually walking away.

The famine refugees in Lingnan, the uprisings in the three western states, the defeat on the border...

Amidst the noise, the sorrow and resentment that had been weighing on the hearts of the people of Jian'an City like a dark cloud for a long time seemed to disappear.

Indeed, it would be better to be lively...

There is another chapter tonight

00:13 Message: Oops...I'm so sleepy that I can't write anymore. Let me take a nap and I'll update tomorrow...

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