Chapter 838: Sect Reunion
Yun Yun Mengmeng couldn't put down the sand sculpture of the Xitian Temple after receiving it. The sand sculpture was exquisite and perfectly restored the appearance of the Xitian Temple before the war.
"Did something happen to the Xitian Temple, making it incomplete?"
Lu Yang hammered his thigh hard and said indignantly: "It's all the fault of the Divine Lord of Sichen of Great Gan. For his own selfish interests, he ambushed the Xitian Temple, causing the Xitian Temple to become ruins."
"How can this person be like this? Too hateful." Yun Yun Mengmeng stood up for the Xitian Temple, feeling that the Divine Lord of Sichen was truly a bad peach.
"Right? I think so too," Lu Yang echoed.
At this time, Gan Tian walked over. Hearing the chat between Lu Yang and Yun Yun Mengmeng, her expression was strange, but she didn't say much.
"Senior Sister said that this is the first time the four of us in the sect are together, so everyone should have a meal together tonight. Junior Brother, are you free for a barbecue?"
"Of course I have time. Why would Senior Sister think I don't have time?"
"She said you might be showing off everywhere about becoming an immortal in the Buddhist kingdom, so you might not have time."
Lu Yang's eyes twitched. Senior Sister really understood him.
"Second Master, you became an immortal?" Yun Yun Mengmeng looked at Lu Yang with admiration. Truly worthy of being the Second Master, he really had ability!
Lu Yang couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising: "Speaking of which, it was all forced by the situation. Let's go down the mountain to buy some ingredients and talk as we go..."
When the Second Master and Third Master returned from shopping, the sky was getting dark. Lu Yang was carrying ingredients he got for free from the "Come Again" barbecue shop, and Yun Yun Mengmeng was carrying dishes from the Baixiang Tower.
Ye Zijin set up a long table, and the dishes from Baixiang Tower were placed on it. Lu Yang threw out the Samadhi True Fire, and the long-lost skewers soon emitted a fragrance that filled the whole mountain.
Gan Tian fiddled with the ancient zither, inputting spiritual power into it. Even without anyone plucking it, a soft and slow zither sound came out. Although it wasn't as good as Gan Tian playing it herself, it still had seven or eight parts of the charm. This piece of music helped people break through, and it would be hard to find a song like it in the outside world.
"Third Junior Sister, you said it's a sect reunion. Isn't it not very good to be missing our Master?"
Gan Tian continued to fiddle with her zither and said without looking back: "Who knows where the old man is now? It's too late to call him back, right?"
"Senior Brother has a way."
Ye Zijin placed a portrait of Master Wuyu at the end of the table, with wine and dishes in front of the portrait, showing his filial piety.
"That's much better."
"The skewers are ready," Lu Yang shouted professionally, bringing over two large plates of skewers, and thoughtfully picked out a few skewers and placed them in front of the portrait.
Senior Sister arrived late, and her appearance meant the dinner had officially begun.
Senior Sister, Lu Yang, and Yun Yun Mengmeng sat in a row, and Ye Zijin and Gan Tian sat opposite. The five raised their glasses to celebrate the sect reunion.
"To Master, who is far away."
"Master, do you see? Your four disciples are all back."
"Master, your four disciples have all achieved success."
Ye Zijin ate a skewer and widened his eyes: "Junior Brother, your barbecue is quite good. If I had known you had this level, Senior Brother wouldn't have invited you to eat mushy hot pot in Xitian City. Why didn't you just invite Senior Brother to eat barbecue?"
Ye Zijin's sense of taste had been ravaged by the Buddhist kingdom for hundreds of years. Now that he tasted the barbecue that was popular in Great Xia, his sense of taste actually had a trend of gradually recovering.
Damn, what kind of stuff was I eating in the Buddhist kingdom before!
Yun Yun Mengmeng worked with both hands, wishing she could display three heads and six arms. Her mouth was covered with barbecue seasoning, but even so, she didn't forget her good sister: "Little Zhi, let's clink glasses."
Yun Zhi picked up her teacup and clinked it gently.
Yun Yun Mengmeng drank her peach juice in one gulp and sighed: "I didn't expect you, Little Zhi, to know so many people outside. When we were at home, you would just bury your head in books and not talk to anyone. I was quite worried about you when you left our home with that bad peach."
"It's really good to know so many people."
Yun Yun Mengmeng was sincerely happy for her good sister.
"Senior Sister, I also toast you. I owe my achievements today to your help." Lu Yang took the opportunity to clink glasses with Senior Sister, taking this opportunity to express his gratitude to Senior Sister.
Gan Tian also followed with a cup: "Senior Sister, when Master wasn't there, you guided my cultivation, and you solved all the difficulties I encountered in the Demon Domain. Thank you."
"It's what should be done between fellow disciples. What's there to thank?"
The two clinked glasses.
"Senior Sister, I toast you. If you hadn't let me go to the Buddhist kingdom for training, my cultivation wouldn't have increased so fast. I only understand your painstaking efforts today."
"Second Junior Brother, you are too polite. The Buddhist kingdom is desolate. It hasn't been easy for you to train and search for clues about the Immortal of Time all these years. Now that you're back, just stay in the sect and cultivate with peace of mind."
Ye Zijin was meticulous and knew that Senior Sister was most sensitive about age, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the Buddhist kingdom. This time, he must praise her according to Senior Sister's wishes.
"Senior Sister, what are you saying? You've been managing the sect for Master at such a young age; you are the one who has it the hardest."
Clatter, Lu Yang's teacup fell on the table without him knowing. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Ye Zijin.
Second Senior Brother, there's a reason why you were exiled to the Buddhist kingdom.
Lu Yang quietly moved to the right, closer to Yun Yun Mengmeng and further from Senior Sister.
If Senior Sister really made a move, he would hide behind Yun Yun Mengmeng immediately.
Second Senior Brother was a person who couldn't stay idle. He didn't want to stay in the sect and took the initiative to propose going out for training. When Lu Yang came out of seclusion, Second Senior Brother had already left, leaving only a letter, without even a chance to say goodbye.
"By the way, Second Master, I forgot to give it to you yesterday. These storage rings are yours." Yun Yun Mengmeng took out several storage rings.
Lu Yang took the storage rings in confusion and found that they were full of spirit stones.
"So many spirit stones, where did they come from?!"
"They were sent from the Qiongqi tribe, saying that the business of making recording balls is good, and they want to give you 10% of the profits."
"You haven't been here, so Little Zhi said let me keep them for you and return them to you when you come back."
"So that's how it is. It seems Senior Jin Jin Caiwei's business is good." If Yun Yun Mengmeng hadn't mentioned it, Lu Yang would have almost forgotten about his suggestion to Jin Jin Caiwei to make 3D recording balls.
"If I had known there were 3D recording balls, I should have used them to record the battle with the Divine Lord of Sichen!" Lu Yang regretted it endlessly. If it weren't for keeping his identity as the Tofu Heavenly Venerable secret, he would have copied the recording ball a thousand times and distributed them for free on the street.
"The Qiongqi tribe is finally getting better. Little Yangzi, you gave the Qiongqi tribe ideas, so you have a share of the karma in the Qiongqi tribe's business," the Immortal Fairy emerged, quite moved. She didn't expect the little tiger to have a day of doing business and making money.
"It must be that your fate is hard, Little Yangzi, which suppressed the poor fate of the Qiongqi tribe."
Yun Yun Mengmeng asked curiously: "If the Second Master's fate is hard, why does trouble follow him wherever he goes?"
The Immortal Fairy waved her hand: "That's because their fates aren't hard enough." ===== CHAPTER 839 =====
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