Chapter 107

He originally thought he would be interrogated, whether it was the Ten-Thousand-Mile Illumination Talisman or the Golden Light Divine Talisman used to protect his life, neither were things that he, a mere Qi Cultivator, could explain clearly in a few words.

And let alone interrogation.

Even coercion, torture, and various things would not be strange.

So after being half-invited and half-forced by Sima Lingzhen to enter that Purple-Zi Su Ba Fang-Directions Palace, Chen Hang had actually made plans in his heart.

However, after Sima Lingzhen summoned a group of Cave-Mystic Dongxuan Lianshi, he didn't say much, just scolded them severely...

Reprimanding them for failing to guard the land, failing to fulfill the responsibility of patrolling and eliminating evil, actually letting an Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon be happy under their noses for such a long time, ruining who knows how many lives, which is truly shameless to the extreme.

The Cave-Mystic Dongxuan Lianshi, who were usually high above, were mocked by Sima Lingzhen until they were gray-faced, without any dignity at all.

Even Xie Tan of the Flower God Palace and that Dongxuan Lianshi of the Five Light Sect just stood silently with their heads lowered, not daring to say a word to argue, let alone those Cave-Mystic elders of small sects and loose cultivators.

This scolding and questioning lasted for several cups of tea before it finally paused.

Sima Lingzhen finally ordered everyone to patrol strictly recently, must exterminate any Heavenly Demon signs that might still be missed, before impatiently waving his hand, driving the crowd away like driving flies and mosquitoes.

This posture of his was light and arrogant to the extreme, treating the crowd as if they were servants raised at home, coming when summoned, driving away when dismissed, laughing and scolding, and behaving without manners.

But all the Dongxuan Lianshi didn't dare to be presumptuous at all, just listening respectfully with their hands down.

Even if there were a few with irritable temperaments, but before they could show impatience or speak to refute, they had already been warned by their companions in secret, and could only swallow their anger, lower their heads, and their faces were almost turning into pig liver color.

Logically speaking, these sects are not Dao pulses subordinate to the Yuchen Sect, not to mention that there are several loose Dongxuan Lianshi who are unrestrained and also here...

Sima Lingzhen's hand could not reach this one-third of an acre of land in the Southern Region, and he could not humiliate and oppress them as he did with his own sect.

But Immortal Dao cultivation, in the end, respects the capable.

In front of a Jin Dan True Person with a prominent family background and from a great sect.

No matter how unreasonable his words were, almost scolding and mocking them to their faces, the crowd could only swallow this breath, and instead had to face him with a smile.

Even those who were usually reckless and unruly didn't dare to show temporary blood courage in front of Sima Lingzhen, and could only record today's shame in their hearts.

Treating Cave-Mystic Dongxuan Lianshi like this, without manners.

But after driving away the crowd, Sima Lingzhen actually restrained a few cold smiles when facing Chen Hang.

After a few breaths of silence, and looking him up and down a few times.

He raised his hand and let him leave that Purple-Zi Su Ba Fang-Directions Palace...

"Not asking about the Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon, nor caring about the origin of the Ten-Thousand-Mile Illumination Talisman and the Golden Light Divine Talisman, just letting me see his prestige?"

Chen Hang thought to himself:

"Could it be that Senior Sister communicated with this Sima Lingzhen? So it saved me this trouble?"

He looked at that Purple-Zi Su Ba Fang-Directions Palace again.

At this time, this flying palace had already risen into the clouds, stirred up the wind and airflow, and with a "rumble" sound, like a thunderbolt, it flew toward the void, with great momentum.

Looking up from afar, it was like seeing a purple star, about to enter the painting of the ten-thousand-mile sky, wrapped in full-view flying clouds and rosy clouds, extremely brilliant.

Causing everyone on the island to widen their eyes and let out bursts of exclamations.

"Such scenery, only then is the atmosphere of the Xuanmen Immortal Family, I don't know when I will be able to reach this point..."

Until that Purple-Zi Su Ba Fang-Directions Palace sank into the clouds of the sky, and no longer saw a trace of brightness.

Chen Hang slowly withdrew his gaze, and sighed in his heart.

At this time, there was still a burst of noise around, endless, and a few sharp-eyed ones recognized Chen Hang's face and pointed at him.

Under that Ten-Thousand-Mile Illumination Talisman, regardless of Cave Master Huaiwu, the Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon, or Chen Hang, all clearly revealed their faces...

And Chen Hang had no intention of entangling with these people, just dodged into a narrow alley, covered his face with a mask, launched a pure white escape light, and went straight to Red Leaf Island.

After half a stick of incense, he stopped on an island planted with dense red maples, lowered his cloud head, and landed on the street.

Looking up, not far away was the "Immortal Guest Residence" where he and Wei Lingjiang were currently staying, moved his feet, and walked toward it.

"Although there is the Ten-Thousand-Mile Illumination Talisman, Senior Sister should know that the Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon has been removed, but this matter concerns her Dao path future, so it's better to say it face to face, let her be at ease."

Chen Hang thought to himself.

Although Wei Lingjiang's trial of eliminating the Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon, in his eyes, was full of strange things, and could even be said to be absurd.

With a Qi Cultivation body, holding two talisman treasures, and in the end, relying on the external force of Sima Lingzhen of the Yuchen Sect to remove the Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon...

If one delves into this, it is somewhat overkill, like using a cow tripod to cook a chicken.

Even if that Evil-Resentment Yin-Victory Demon was a road-blocking obstacle that had to be removed to walk the Dao without hindrance...

But why couldn't she just entrust a Jin Dan True Person to take action and use thunderous means to eliminate it?

If so, where would this painstaking effort and careful calculation come from?

However, the thought that rose in his mind was only a flash, Wei Lingjiang's detailed trial was ultimately from the Dharma decree of the Chiming Sect.

What kind of deep meaning is hidden in the actions of such immortal sect giants.

With his current cultivation, even if he wanted to speculate, he would be like a blind man touching an elephant, unable to get the truth.

When Chen Hang was not far from the Immortal Guest Residence, with less than a hundred steps left, a greeting suddenly stopped him.

Looking up.

Only to see a single-wheeled flower cart leaning on the side of the road, with about hundreds of flower branches in the cart raised in jade bottles of clean water, bright colors, like a beauty's makeup, extremely exquisite and brilliant.

The owner of the single-wheeled flower cart was a peddler who had just reached adulthood, with short fine whiskers under his lips, a simple green cloth robe, a scarf on his head, and a pair of black boots on his feet, his appearance was ordinary, nothing unusual.

Seeing Chen Hang pause slightly, his eyes swept across the hundreds of flower branches.

The peddler was overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted him, wishing he could pull his sleeve and drag him to his business.

"Noble Guest! Noble Guest! Today is the Fengsi Festival, why not buy a bunch of flower branches here and give them to your wife? If your wife receives this gift, she must be happy in her heart!"

The peddler smiled, said:

"Has the Noble Guest heard of the Fengsi Festival? To tell you the truth, this festival is an ancient ritual passed down from the old days. Many lands in the Southern Region still have this saying, I heard that even the former True Person Yan Xi, before achieving the Dao, was through—"

"Today such a big thing happened, wouldn't the festival be postponed?"

The peddler who was talking endlessly was suddenly interrupted.

He was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but shake his head and laugh:

"Is the Noble Guest joking? It's just Cave Master Huaiwu and a Heavenly Demon, even if the sky were to collapse, life still has to go on as usual, how could there be such a saying..."

Saying this, the peddler cursed Cave Master Huaiwu again. This person was clearly a loose cultivator, but he didn't sympathize with his peers at all. He pretended to be a good person for more than two hundred years, but when he took action against loose cultivators, he didn't show any mercy. He is truly a beast in human skin!

He only hoped that the Yuchen Sect's True Person wouldn't let this villain die too easily, and would let Cave Master Huaiwu taste all the tortures in the world before he could die!

And after cursing, the peddler didn't forget to continue promoting his business.

Perhaps it was because the topic was hot, and it was just at the peak, the peddler fiercely used twelve points of strength, and in a few words, he blew it up to the sky,

"Noble Guest, to tell you the truth, I was able to get married back then, all thanks to this flower branch..."

Chen Hang didn't interrupt this time, just waited until he stopped his mouth with unfinished meaning, before asking with a light smile:

"Clearly there are so many pedestrians on the road, why must you solicit me to patronize your business?"

"It seems that the Noble Guest really doesn't know the customs of the Fengsi Festival..."

The peddler looked at Chen Hang somewhat strangely, and then his face hung with a smile again, explaining:

"On the day of the Fengsi Festival, only couples will cover their eyebrows with masks when they go out to enjoy the lanterns. For others, relatives and friends, they don't have this saying, they just treat it as an ordinary festival, and they don't cover their faces."

He pointed to the cyan jade mask on Chen Hang's face, and said:

"The Noble Guest has deliberately covered his face, presumably there must be someone you like in your heart, wanting to invite her to enjoy the lanterns. Even if you are not married yet, it should be about the same..."

"Then my flower branches, if not sold to the Noble Guest, who should they be sold to?"

"Mask?"

Chen Hang's eyes flashed, and he was stunned.

He covered his face just now because he didn't want his face to be recognized, and avoid unnecessary entanglements. In the past, he was also accustomed to covering his eyebrows when traveling.

But he didn't expect that on the day of the Fengsi Festival, there was still this custom. A momentary forgetfulness led to being misunderstood by the peddler, who treated him as a main customer.

He was silent for a moment.

Looking into the distance—

In the distance, several fireworks had already risen into the sky, exploding with complex and gorgeous colors.

The pavilions and towers by the road were also decorated with lanterns, although they were just arranging the venue, it was also a lively scene that was different from usual.

"Noble Guest, it's still a bit early now, if you want to watch the lanterns, you still have to wait for half a stick of incense..."

"Logically speaking, it should be the time to enjoy the lanterns in the past, but after all, such a thing as Cave Master Huaiwu happened today, everyone is somewhat uneasy, even if Uncle Zhou led us to manage it, it was still a bit late."

The peddler sighed with regret, and didn't forget to continue promoting his business:

"Noble Guest, look at my flowers—"

"How much is one branch?"

Chen Hang said.

The peddler was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

"If there are flowers, you must pick them, don't wait for no flowers and pick empty branches! The Noble Guest really has good eyesight! Good eyesight!

Look, this branch is called 'Jiansu Guest', it grows once a year, the higher the day, the higher it goes, the higher it goes, the more beautiful it is. When the wind blows, it has a fluttering posture, and even without wind, it presents a graceful posture. If you wear it on your body, the frost fragrance can penetrate heavy clothes, and it will not disperse for three months!"

The peddler smiled flatteringly:

"However, Jiansu Guest is not easy to cultivate, I only have this one branch, it is the treasure of the shop."

"Expensive?"

"Indeed expensive, it needs this number..."

He smiled and spread his palms:

"Ten talisman coins, how about it?"

Seeing Chen Hang's eyes indifferent, and not speaking.

The peddler knew that the price was probably a bit high, but he wasn't discouraged, rubbed his face, and continued to point and introduce the flower branches in the cart one by one.

"The cheapest ones are two talisman coins? Pity, the poor Daoist is really short of money, this time I'm disturbing you."

Facing the peddler's eager eyes.

Chen Hang was silent for a while.

After a while.

Only then did he bow and apologize, closed his eyes, and walked away.

"... Noble Guest? Noble Guest?"

The peddler sighed faintly, bowed with a bitter smile, and returned behind his flower cart.

Business is hard to do.

It is really very hard to do.

After setting up the stall for a long time today, the flower branches sold could be counted with two hands...

He knew in his heart that the pricing was too high, which loose cultivator doesn't wish they could break one talisman coin into two, where would they have extra family wealth?

To buy this kind of toy that is completely useless for cultivation for their Dao companion?

Even sect disciples might not have such luxury...

However, this business ultimately didn't belong to him, the big owner behind him insisted on not lowering the price, and the peddler had no choice.

Just as he was thinking, and even took out a jade carving from his sleeve, playing with it leisurely,

The next moment, a corner of snow-white clothing appeared in front of him again.

"Uh... Noble Guest, what else is the matter? Did you forget something, or drop it near me?"

The peddler saw Chen Hang who had returned, hesitated for a moment, before barely smiling and asking.

"Sorry for the trouble."

Chen Hang raised his hand plainly, lifted his wide sleeves, and at the end of his words, there seemed to be a hidden and difficult-to-detect pause:

"Still, pack that branch of Jiansu Guest for me..."

"Good... good! Easy to say!"

The peddler was both surprised and happy, and hurriedly jumped up.

After receiving the talisman coins, he glanced at the treasure light emitted by the Qiankun bag, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Short of money? This is also called short of money? Excuse...

Wait! This one was afraid he was hesitating whether to give the branch or not, his mind turned several times, before he finally made up his mind?"

The peddler laughed secretly in his heart.

And when he looked up, Chen Hang had already entered the Immortal Guest Residence, and had gone far away.

In the corridor, Qingzhi worked hard to stick her ears to the door crack, her eyes squinting solemnly, concentrating.

Although the door was closed, because she deliberately left a line when closing it, the two in the room didn't hide their conversation, so she heard a rough idea.

Jin Dan... Daoist... Zhuoguang Palace... Three disasters... Daoist Lord Tai Wen Miao Cheng...

Just when Qingzhi was listening excitedly, she saw a flash of light, the door loosened, and she fell in hard, rolling a few times in embarrassment, until she hit the corner of the room, before barely stopping.

"Listening to your heart's content?"

At this time, at the tea table, True Person Zhu Jing's eyes were plain and cold, and she said indifferently:

"You came just in time, the matter of Xu Huang Heaven, regarding that Red Essence Tao Rong Wan Fu God King, it just so happens that I need you to contribute."

"I..."

Qingzhi just climbed up, heard this, swallowed her saliva, pointed at her own head in disbelief, and shouted:

"Me?!"