Chapter 149: Immortal Sect Tour

"Junior Uncle Zhang, are you up?"

"Junior Uncle Zhang, if you don't get up, you won't be able to see the Yinghai sunrise!"

"Junior Uncle Zhang, Junior Uncle Zhang..."

Yinghai Immortal Sect, Guest House, Pine Waves Pavilion.

A youth in his twenties, with a long sword on his back and a handsome face, was standing outside the door shouting loudly.

"Stinky kid, are you not letting people sleep! Don't you know that disturbing a spring dream is the greatest sin?"

Zhang Xingyu opened his hazy eyes and casually threw his pillow at the door.

He slowly climbed out of bed, rustlingly put on his clothes, and pushed open the door while yawning.

"I say Li Jincheng, you don't sleep early in the morning, what are you ghost-shouting here for?" Zhang Xingyu shouted at the youth with dissatisfaction.

"Junior Uncle Zhang, you said yesterday that you wanted to see the Yinghai sunrise, and asked me to come and call you this morning." Li Jincheng replied loudly.

"Oh, there's that... it seems there is such a thing, huh." Zhang Xingyu patted his head and finally remembered.

"Junior Nephew Li, wait a moment, I'll go call that little brat Kaixin up too." After speaking, Zhang Xingyu turned back into the room.

Li Jincheng frowned, with an expression like he had eaten shit.

He forcibly suppressed a fire in his chest.

Truly unlucky! The Sect Leader didn't call anyone else, but specifically wanted me to receive this annoying guy.

I, Li Jincheng, disciple of the Yinghai Immortal Sect Leader, Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivation, top ten on the sect's wind and cloud list, one of the sect's inheritance disciples, yet I have to call that guy Junior Uncle.

That guy, younger than me, lower cultivation than me, what right does he have?

Not mentioning Li Jincheng's belly-aching outside the door, Zhang Xingyu had already lifted Zhang Kaixin up.

"Get up, get up, we're going to see the Yinghai sunrise today; if we go late, we won't be able to see it."

Yinghai sunrise, clear waves and sea moon, cloud sea and pine waves, golden glow and divine light—the four most famous landscapes on Yingzhou Immortal Island.

The scenery on Yingzhou Immortal Island is picturesque and beautiful. Using the evaluation of later generations, it is a super 5A-level scenic spot.

More importantly, there is no entrance fee for sightseeing here, and there is even a free tour guide to serve you.

Ever since he told the big shots of the Yinghai Sect in the Immortal Language Hall about his story of bravely helping Ao Cheng, the way the big shots of the Yinghai Sect looked at him changed.

Under the sincere retention of Sect Leader Xuan Ling, the enthusiastic hospitality of the beautiful fairy Xuan Yu, and the loud intimidation of the old Daoist Xuan Kong, Zhang Xingyu stayed on Yingzhou Immortal Island.

This stay has already been half a month.

Over the past half month, under Li Jincheng's careful arrangement, Zhang Xingyu and Zhang Kaixin have already toured most of Yingzhou Immortal Island.

They have already seen three of the four major landscapes on the island.

Only this last Yinghai sunrise, because the two of them were too lazy, has not been viewed yet.

Yesterday, he made up his mind that he would view it today.

After viewing it, he would bid farewell to the big shots of the Yinghai Sect.

Although Liang Garden is good, it is not a place to linger for long.

He misses his brothers, teachers, and lover (secret crush) at Nanhua Immortal Academy.

The three of them left the Guest House and, following a small path along the mountain, walked quickly toward the Sun-Viewing Pavilion.

On the middle peak of Yingzhou Immortal Mountain, on the east side of the mountainside, there is a rock shaped like a millstone, called Millstone Cliff.

This cliff is four or five zhang in diameter, and an octagonal exquisite pavilion is built on the cliff, called the Sun-Viewing Pavilion.

Sitting in the pavilion and looking into the distance, the beautiful scenery of Yingzhou Immortal Mountain is all in view.

This place is not only a good place for sightseeing but also the best position for watching the sunrise.

The three of them arrived at the Sun-Viewing Pavilion, only to see that someone had already occupied it early.

There were three people in the pavilion.

Among them, one was wide and fat, with a face full of flesh, wearing a red crown, and holding a feather fan.

When this person saw Li Jincheng, he shook the feather fan in his hand and then mocked loudly: "Yo, I thought it was who? It turns out to be Li Jincheng. Li Jincheng, I heard that in order to earn sect contributions, you've been acting as a follower for two kids these past few days! You are so unenterprising, do you deserve to be an inheritance disciple? I think you'd better obediently give up your seat to me."

Li Jincheng glared at him fiercely: "Jin Huanzhong, what's the use of playing with your tongue? Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. If you have the ability, go to the fighting platform with me. If you don't dare, then obediently shut your dog mouth. Don't rely on your grandfather's prestige to bark at people everywhere all day long."

Zhang Xingyu looked at Li Jincheng, and his evaluation of him rose quite a bit.

This kid looks refined, but I didn't expect him to be quite good at scolding people.

Jin Huanzhong was scolded until he was speechless.

He couldn't beat Li Jincheng, so naturally, he didn't dare to go to the fighting platform with Li Jincheng.

However, arguing with Li Jincheng was not his goal.

His goal today was someone else.

He saw him cast his thief eyes toward Zhang Xingyu beside Li Jincheng, and then raised the fan in his hand.

"Are you the kid who came back from the outer seas? I heard you have a treasure; sell it to Young Master. Whatever spirit stones you want, just name your price."

Zhang Xingyu glanced at him and then asked Li Jincheng loudly: "Who is this idiot?"

Li Jincheng also glanced at Jin Huanzhong and replied loudly: "His name is Jin Huanzhong. Relying on his father being a peak head, he is idle all day long and bullies his fellow disciples."

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "So that's how it is."

He turned to look at Jin Huanzhong and said with a smile: "Daoist's treasure, not for sale!"

Jin Huanzhong saw that Zhang Xingyu wouldn't sell, his eyes turned, and he said again: "Kid, not selling is fine too. Young Master will exchange with you. Young Master has many treasures; I can exchange five spiritual weapons with you!"

Zhang Xingyu swept him with the corner of his eye and spat out two words: "Idiot!"

"Are you complaining that the price is low? We can discuss it; I'll exchange two second-grade magic treasures with you!" Jin Huanzhong said again.

"Crazy!" This time, Zhang Xingyu didn't look at him again.

"Kid, your ability is low but you possess a heavy treasure; it's like a child carrying a bag of gold, one day you will be robbed. I advise you to obediently exchange with me."

"Not exchanging!"

In order not to be pestered by this idiot, Zhang Xingyu pulled Zhang Kaixin and walked out of the Sun-Viewing Pavilion.

They chose an open place and sat down.

At this moment, the sky was already slightly bright.

Looking up, where the sea and sky met, a red light embroidered a beautiful lace for the sea.

A moment later, a red sun smiled and poked its head out, and immediately after, it kicked hard and leaped out of the sea surface.

Perhaps because he had seen too many sunrises and sunsets on the sea, Zhang Xingyu felt that the scenery of the Yinghai sunrise was nothing special.

Returning to the Guest House, he directly proposed to Li Jincheng that he wanted to go to the Immortal Language Hall to bid farewell to Xuan Ling and the other big shots.

Li Jincheng nodded, took out his flying sword, and prepared to fly to the Immortal Language Hall.

Zhang Xingyu pulled him back and handed him a sound-recording stone: "Use flying sword message transmission."

"Flying sword message transmission?" Li Jincheng was confused.

Zhang Xingyu thought to himself, this guy is truly a blockhead, he doesn't even know flying sword message transmission.

Thinking of this, he said a few words to a sound-recording stone and then signaled Li Jincheng to send the sound-recording stone out with his flying sword.

Watching the flying sword shoot into the sky, Zhang Xingyu praised loudly: "From today on, the most important communication tool in the cultivation world, 'flying sword message transmission', is born." ===== CHAPTER 150 =====