Chapter 966 Gourd
The city lord was in a trance for a moment.
He rubbed his forehead.
No wonder the last senior brother said that being a city lord was a tough job.
He now deeply understands it.
Endless official duties and countless documents.
There is not even a little leisure time.
No wonder this world is the most challenging.
For people like them who are out of the world, just these big and small worlds are dizzying.
However, this is not the most important thing.
When dealing with these affairs, he can always come up with a better way, or a more advantageous way.
He was still thinking about the feasibility of this one the moment before, and jumped to another similar way the next moment.
The affairs of the world are like a ball of thread that can't be cut but has no clue.
You can start from anywhere, and any solution is a solution.
Cultivation is different.
If you don't understand, you don't understand.
On the one hand, it is difficult to comprehend, and on the other hand, one has to concentrate on refining Qi, which will take up a lot of time for the cultivator. If one spends more time on such unimportant things, one will never achieve anything great in this life.
"The experience of the predecessors is still reasonable. All the miscellaneous affairs will be delegated, and I will cultivate my own way."
After weighing the pros and cons, this is still more beneficial than harmful.
Of course, it is actually more in line with his own interests. If he falls here and becomes a rich and prosperous old man, of course, it is also possible, but he still wants to return to the East Wilderness, to the Taoist temple of the Tianyang Divine Sect.
At least, as a venerable, he does not want to die of old age in this small place.
"By the way..."
The new city lord nodded slightly. Since the Wen family has such a background, it doesn't matter if he gives him a point.
As the city lord of Yangcheng, his main responsibility is to protect Yangcheng and the things that the ancestors have told him. Other things are not so important, and he really doesn't care about the trifles of the small wilderness.
...
The Tianji ship crossed the sky.
The giant beast roared and pushed away the waves of the sea of clouds.
The low table and tea table did not move at all.
The blond young man sitting on the other side felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, twisting unwillingly as if a reptile had fallen on his body, but he had to stop his funny behavior.
He secretly glanced at the young man who was also sitting cross-legged on a low stool.
He only saw that the young man looked respectful, like a clay sculpture carved from stone.
It was hard to imagine that the terrifying and powerful man who was so arrogant just now, like a king from heaven, was sitting down at this moment, lowering his eyebrows and looking docile.
Although his expression did not change, people still noticed the gentleness of his expression.
He turned his eyes back.
Feng Chengyin lowered his head and wanted to reach out for the teapot a little awkwardly, but someone took the teapot away before him, so he could only smile awkwardly and put away his hand that was hanging in the air and didn't know how to put it.
He licked his lips, but still didn't say anything.
He really didn't know what to say.
To be honest, there was some hatred back then.
Fortunately, Senior Yunyan was broad-minded. After he left, he did not care about the friction between Sunset Sword Sect and Yangcheng. Instead, he helped everyone.
In his impression, the monk with red hair on the top corner was more like a long-gone shadow.
When the past shadow overlapped with the present, Feng Chengyin slowly focused on the reality.
He began to look at the monk in front of him again.
Tu Shanjun said nothing, and his deep and dark red eyes like the abyss fell on the calm surface of the tea. He seemed to be thinking about something seriously.
After a long time.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Daoyou, have you forgotten that I like to drink wine but not tea."
Feng Chengyin's hair stood on end.
His body was unconsciously shrouded in horror.
He regretted it now. Maybe he shouldn't have called out that person's name at all.
He should have buried this name in history and sunk forever, but he still called it out at that time, not because of the joy of meeting an old friend again, but because of fear!
He was afraid that he would disappear without a sound.
After all, the new city lord of Yangcheng was a disciple of Senior Yunyan, and he was still alive.
What about him?
He was just an ordinary cultivator from an ordinary sect in a remote place, and he even had a grudge with this person in the past. It was right for him to be annihilated in the Taoism and become dust.
He shouldn't have brought this person to the sect just to survive.
Even if the senior brother really said so.
Looking at Feng Chengyin who was still shaking like a sieve despite trying to control his emotions.
Tu Shanjun extended a finger.
A little spiritual light burst out from the fingertips.
It was a ray of light that fell on Feng Chengyin's forehead.
Then Feng Chengyin's trembling body returned to calm.
After a long time, he bowed and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh."
"It's nothing to laugh at."
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.
What happened that year was over, and he didn't want to make things difficult.
If Feng Chengyin hadn't told him the story of Jifeng Zhenren's 'resurrection from the dead', he would have simply erased the memory of seeing Feng Chengyin, just like he did with the new city lord of Yangcheng.
With a wave of his hand.
The tea cup was gone and turned into a wine jar.
Tushan Jun picked up the wine jar and said, "Please!"
"Please." Feng Chengyin raised the wine jar hastily.
He raised his head and drank it all.
The spiritual wine instantly filled his body, and even made his cultivation loosen. Until this moment, he let out a long breath, relaxed his mind a little and said, "I didn't expect to see you again."
"That year, fellow Daoist Yunyan left on the giant ship of Tianyang Divine Sect."
"The senior has disappeared since then."
"We also speculated that the senior went to the depths of the great realm together."
Speaking of which, the Small Wasteland also belongs to the Eastern Wasteland Great Realm.
The East Wasteland is terrifyingly large.
Some places have weak domain barriers and are merged into the land to become connected land. Many places have deep domain barriers and cannot be directly integrated into the East Wasteland, but this does not mean that they are not the territory of the East Wasteland.
"Yes."
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
"It's been a long time since I left. Are all the Taoist friends safe?"
Feng Chengyin showed an awkward smile: "All are fine."
He didn't say that after Tu Shanjun left, both the black and white worlds were honest for a long time.
It can't be said that they were honest, but silent, as if they were silently confirming whether the news was allowed. Tu Shanjun offended everyone who could offend the Little Wasteland back then, and almost became a public enemy.
In the years when Tu Shanjun was at the peak of his powers, all sects, whether they were black or white, were suppressed and breathless.
Later, the destruction of the Blood Evil Sect shocked everyone.
They all hoped that this living devil would leave quickly.
The small pond in the Little Wasteland really couldn't support such a demon dragon.
Fortunately, as expected, this demon king really left the East Wasteland.
Thinking of this, Feng Chengyin's awe of the East Wasteland went up a level.
Even this demon king did not receive any big news after arriving in the East Wasteland. The East Wasteland is really as rumored to be full of geniuses.
It is also possible that he is isolated from the news and does not know the truth.
But this demon star, after arriving in such a big realm, should be honest.
Now it seems that he is indeed not as sharp as before. The whole person is more restrained and more neutral and peaceful. If Tushanjun's deeds in the past are not mentioned, perhaps no one would think that the person in front of him would be a demon king who stirs up the wind and clouds.
Yang Wu couldn't help showing a curious look. No matter how he looks at the appearance of this cultivator, the senior has offended many people here.
Thinking of Tushanjun's actions in the Asura clan, Yang Wu nodded slightly.
This is a hero.
No matter where he goes, the world should focus on him.
Feng Chengyin was tactful and did not ask Tu Shanjun about his purpose of coming back. Didn't he see that even a venerable incarnation like the new city lord was easily suppressed by the young man in the underground palace, and he even boasted that "the holy king is also an ant". He didn't know what a holy king was, but he just felt terrified.
There must be a secret for such a person to return to the Little Wilderness.
He didn't want to die yet.
"Too slow." Tu Shanjun stood up.
He couldn't wait to see the old senior.
How did he come back from the dead?
This is something that even the Asura leader couldn't do.
Such a mysterious thing actually happened to a Yuanying Zhenjun.
For cultivation, Yuanying is just the beginning of the second step. Only when Yuanying grows from a baby to an adult can it become an adult Yangshen, that is, the realm of incarnation, but this is also the second step.
"The Tianji Ancient Treasure is already the fastest speed."
Feng Chengyin was stunned.
Under his urging, the Tianji giant ship should be the most powerful warship in the entire Little Wilderness, unless the incarnation cultivator performs the escape technique.
"Let's go, Yang Wu."
"Yes."
Yang Wu stood up with his hands folded, and the protective Qi lifted up the seal.
Then he stepped into the air.
The void in front of him seemed to be torn open at once.
The three people immediately stepped into it.
After a while.
Feng Chengyin came back to his senses.
He looked at the strange mountain standing on the horizon in the distance in astonishment. It was the Sunset Mountain in the west, where his sect was located. He hurriedly looked back, blinked his eyes, and said in disbelief: "It's more than three million miles from here to Yangcheng, we..."
"The giant ship is controlled by your disciples."
"Let's go first."
"I think you have already informed your senior brother of our arrival through the sound transmission talisman."
Tu Shanjun said lightly.
After all, we are here to visit, so we have to make some preparations for the host.
Feng Chengyin did burn the sound transmission talisman.
But he didn't feel that they were still talking in Yangcheng the last moment, and they had arrived at Sunset Mountain the next moment.
What a great power!
Feng Chengyin took out the token and wrote a talisman in the air: "Please!"
...
Main hall.
The old man on the main seat sighed: "You are finally back again."
"Senior."
"I don't deserve it."
Jifeng Zhenjun returned the greeting: "The masters of the cultivation world are the first, I really don't deserve this senior."
"Senior should know why I came." Tushan Jun didn't greet him, but spoke directly.
Moreover, Tushan Jun always felt that Jifeng Zhenjun was not surprised by his arrival, as if he was waiting here on purpose, waiting for Tushan Jun to return to the small wilderness.
Jifeng Zhenjun nodded and said: "After the tribulation, I also thought I had died, and the sect sent out a post announcing the death. However, after sleeping for a hundred years, I opened my eyes again, walked out of the tomb and returned to the sect."
Tushan Jun showed a disappointed look.
This is not death.
He also had a state of silence.
If this is the case, then there is no reference value.
Although he knew that this would most likely be the case, Tushan Jun still felt lost.
"Why do you want to see me, senior?"
"Because, after I die, someone asked me to come back to life and wait for you here."
"They want me to give you something."
Jifeng Zhenjun spread out his palm.
A blood jade gourd suddenly turned.
Tushan Jun's expression changed drastically!
After a while.