The doors of the Tianyan Hall opened again three days later.
Lu Xuan led the way with a gentle smile on his face, standing at the entrance of the hall and nodding lightly to bid farewell to the Tribulation stage cultivators of the various sects.
Whenever there was a meeting, there would naturally be different voices, but ultimately they would compromise to a level acceptable to everyone.
After all, those who could attend at this time were not here to cause trouble.
This meeting was just an agreement on the general direction. Many minor details could not be finalized at this moment and would have to wait until they actually worked together hand in hand to be determined.
However, at least the results were quite satisfactory.
After the group from the Tianyan Pavilion bid farewell to Lu Xuan, they also prepared to set off and return to the Tianyan Pavilion.
As the group left Tianyan Peak, Zheng Zhaoling's gaze turned to Cui Hao beside her.
I thought you would ask me to wait.
Cui Hao asked in return, Wait for what?
Naturally, to wait for you. Don't you usually always tell me how good your master is to you and how much you admire him? Zheng Zhaoling slowed her pace slightly. Anyway, major matters cannot be rushed. If you want to chat with your master for a while, we can wait for you.
Cui Hao looked calm and said in an indifferent tone, No need. A beloved disciple like me always waits for my master to miss me so much that he takes the initiative to come find me.
Zheng Zhaoling was a little hesitant. Are you sure?
Cui Hao nodded with certainty. That is natural. Did you not see that my master's eyes are full of paternal love when he looks at me?
Zheng Zhaoling carefully scrutinized Cui Hao's head.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable being stared at, Cui Hao looked at Zheng Zhaoling with disgust and said,
I know I am handsome and dashing, but I feel you shouldn't be such a superficial person.
Hearing these words, Zheng Zhaoling revealed a look of confirmation on her face.
It seems it isn't your eyes that have a problem, but your brain.
Cui Hao chuckled softly, reaching out to gently flick his hair, and said,
Very good. I like your attitude of rather questioning my intelligence than questioning my handsome and dashing appearance.
Zheng Zhaoling was left speechless upon hearing this. At this moment, she also understood that Cui Hao was absolutely a well-rounded talent with high attack and high defense; she probably really couldn't gain the upper hand in a battle of words.
Cui Hao really didn't turn back to look for his master. Following Zheng Zhaoling, he was about to leave the Tianyan Sect.
However, just as they reached the entrance of the Tianyan Sect, Zheng Zhaoling suddenly raised her hand and patted Cui Hao.
Cui Hao rubbed his struck arm and glared at Zheng Zhaoling.
Lighter! What cultivation level are you and what cultivation level am I? If you slap me to death, whose fault will it be?
Zheng Zhaoling looked helpless and raised an eyebrow slightly, signaling Cui Hao to follow her gaze. His fault.
Cui Hao followed her gaze and saw Chu Xingchen standing at the main gate of the Tianyan Sect, arms crossed and looking up at him with a smile.
This time, he didn't wait for Zheng Zhaoling to speak again.
Cui Hao's figure turned into a rainbow light and swept straight in front of Chu Xingchen.
Zheng Zhaoling looked over slightly and saw Cui Hao standing honestly in front of Chu Xingchen, looking very happy, but after exchanging no more than two sentences, he was punched by Chu Xingchen.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Zhaoling originally thought it was a picture of master-disciple harmony, but soon she hated herself for not looking away immediately.
She saw the punched Cui Hao fall to the ground in an extremely exaggerated and delicate manner, looking like someone who had been let down by a heartless lover.
Chu Xingchen clearly couldn't hold back either. He went up and pretended to kick him, directly kicking Cui Hao into standing at attention.
Zheng Zhaoling bowed to the senior Tribulation stage cultivators of her sect and said,
Sorry to trouble you, martial uncles. Let's go wait outside.
The accompanying Tribulation stage cultivators smiled softly, nodded, and also left the Tianyan Sect first.
Zheng Zhaoling walked forward with them, but took one last look back. She saw Cui Hao talking to Chu Xingchen with a cheeky smile on his face, while reaching out as if wanting to hug Chu Xingchen.
No matter what, the deep affection between master and disciple could still be seen.
After all, Zheng Zhaoling didn't think her own master would one day specifically stand at the door just to wait to meet her.
Chu Xingchen watched the receding backs of Zheng Zhaoling and the others, then turned to look at Cui Hao, who had a moved expression on his face.
Although I know you definitely won't suffer a loss, as your master, I still have to ask you: have you been wronged?
Damn, could I embarrass you, Master? Cui Hao patted his chest. If I got bullied, I wouldn't even dare say I'm your disciple when I go out.
Chu Xingchen chuckled and reached out to hook his arm around Cui Hao's shoulder.
It doesn't matter if you lose face. If you are wronged, just fight whoever wronged you, and come back to find your master.
Now your master can also be considered a solid backing.
Cui Hao felt the familiar weight on his shoulder and chuckled.
This disciple understands. Sect Rule Number Nineteen: if wronged, report to the master; violators will be served with the Ten Complete Nourishment Pill.
Chu Xingchen recalled for a moment but couldn't remember if there really was such a Sect Rule Nineteen.
The compilation of this stuff was mostly written by Li Yingling. He had only skimmed through it.
Especially these sect rules, Li Yingling would sometimes bring the revised versions for him to review again.
Looking at the newly added and modified rules, Chu Xingchen could roughly understand that either the original rules had loopholes exploited, or this eldest senior sister had been angered by some junior brother again.
The punishment that was changed back and forth was just the Ten Complete Nourishment Pill.
The details of the sect rules had been revised for several editions, and Chu Xingchen really couldn't remember the specific detailed regulations clearly.
When it came to the specifics, probably only Li Yingling knew. After all, things that could make her angry enough to spend time revising the rules should be remembered for quite a long time.
But even if there wasn't such a rule, there was one now.
At least Chu Xingchen was serious about this one.
Cui Hao took a deep breath and then spoke.
I understand that Master must be even busier than me lately, so I won't bother Master any longer. I will do my best to complete the task Master gave me.
The Yunmeng Pavilion side is also quite cooperative, and I understand Master's well-intentioned efforts.
As Master's disciple, being able to share Master's burdens is my greatest blessing.
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen reached out and patted Cui Hao's head.
Your greatest blessing is not having to do anything, and mine is too.
Cui Hao smiled brightly upon hearing this but did not answer.
The Huanglian River, the lotus boat, the lotus roots.
Boluo, wearing a white cassock and a gentle smile on his face, looked at one of the Heavenly Demons sitting in front of him—Meiyu.
Meiyu's eyes were as soft as a warm breeze. She wore a light purple long dress, and although her face was not stunningly beautiful, her way of speaking held a profound charm.
Linglong is dead, and a sea of faith power is still surging endlessly in the Eastern Sea.
Boluo did not respond to her words, but spoke on his own.
Our kin who came via spirit transfer has been captured. A Mahayana realm expert, captured without even a chance to make a single move, unable even to sacrifice themselves.
The ones who came must be Tribulation stage cultivators, and definitely more than one.
It is highly likely they were ambushed. It seems our methods have been recognized; they saw through the mysteries within.
Meiyu likewise did not reply to his words. She changed her posture and continued,
When it comes to such monstrous faith power, only the authority you wield can achieve it. Previously, Linglong said there might be a problem with you.
"But at this critical juncture, a Heavenly Demon of that size just vanished into thin air."
Boluo sighed softly and said, "Relying solely on that supply of spiritual energy isn't enough to stabilize the two realms. We need to be greedier. I'm afraid a great war is inevitable."
Meiyu looked at Boluo with gentle eyes and said,
"You owe me an explanation."
Boluo replied in a calm tone,
"What I just said was the explanation."

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