Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 391
"Yu Wenmo, a disciple of Yang Zuo of the Guarding Mansion, is here to pay a visit to His Excellency Changshengjun by order of his master!"

Yu Wenmo, dressed in white, stood at the entrance of Luohun Cliff, clasped his hands respectfully and said loudly.

As Yu Wenmo's words fell, it seemed that the inside was already prepared. The gate of Luohun Cliff slowly opened, and two middle-aged men in green robes came out to greet them. .

"Young Master Yuwen, please come in!" The two led Yu Wenmo to the front of the hall, and extended their hands respectfully again.

Yu Wenmo nodded lightly, then walked into the somewhat dim hall with his head raised.

Walking into the main hall, one can see a person sitting lazily on a black iron throne at the deepest part of the hall, with his chin resting on his hands, leaning on the throne. On that familiar face, there is a faint smile on his face. sleepy.

And on the left side below him, there was also a person sitting at this time, and Yu Wenmo recognized at a glance that it was the master of Luohunya, Luohunzi!
"Yuwen, you're here... Sit down!" Sitting on the black iron throne, Fang Xiaonan seemed to sense Yuwenmo's arrival, and opened his eyes slightly with some difficulty. In those eyes that seemed to be extraordinarily bright in a daze, faintly There was a smile.

Looking at Yu Wenmo who was about to bow his hands in salute, he stretched out his hand and said casually: "You and I don't need to be polite!"

Yuwen silently looked at Fang Xiaonan on the throne, and a relaxed smile appeared on that handsome face. After slightly cupping his hands, he turned to Luohunzi sitting on the left, and cupped his hands and said: " I have seen the Lord of the Lost Soul Cliff!"

"You are welcome, Mr. Yuwen, please sit down!" Luohunzi over there squeezed out a smile on his cold face that was always as cold as ice for thousands of years, and got up and bowed his hands in return.

As soon as he sat down on the grand master's chair on the right, a beautiful girl of fourteen or fifteen years old came up beside him and offered him a cup of fragrant tea.

Yu Wenmo reached out to pick up the teacup, pinched the lid and looked at the emerald green tea soup inside, gently moved his nose to take a deep breath of tea fragrance, his eyes lit up slightly, and then took another sip slowly Tea soup; let the tea liquid swirl gently in the mouth before swallowing slowly.

After taking this sip of tea soup, Yu Wenmo closed his eyes slightly to regain his senses, and exclaimed: "You Bi Ling tea really has a well-deserved reputation!"

"Young Master Yuwen praised it absurdly. Since you like it, Luohunya has also prepared two catties of this year's new tea, and I will give it to you and the palace master to taste!" Luohunzi laughed softly.

Yu Wenmo's face was slightly happy, he leaned forward slightly, and thanked him with cupped hands: "The Cliff Master has a heart, Yu Wenmo would like to thank you on behalf of the teacher!"

"Heh..." Fang Xiaonan, who was sitting on the throne, yawned softly, seemed a little impatient, and said with a little tiredness: "Yuwen, what is the reason why the Palace Master asked you to come to me?"

Hearing Fang Xiaonan's words, Yu Wenmo's eyes flashed, he sat up a little bit, cupped his hands and said: "The teacher asked me to ask you, the deadline for the promise back then has come, I don't know when you will officially let Fang Xiaobao getting Started!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Wenmo took a deep breath, stared fixedly at Fang Xiaonan, and waited for the other party's answer.

"Oh... this matter!" Fang Xiaonan nodded slowly, opened his eyes, and sighed: "Recently, my consciousness has been unstable, and many things have been lost. If the palace master didn't mention it, I really almost forgot about it. thing!"

Hearing Xiao Nan's words, Yu Wenmo's heart tightened slightly, and he remained silent, waiting for the other party's words to continue.

Just imitating Xiaonan, he continued: "Since the deadline has come, let me think about it..."

Fang Xiaonan reached out and tapped his head, then laughed, and said: "Well, after three months, please ask the Palace Master to pick a date, and we will take care of this matter!"

"After three months!" Yu Wenmo's eyes lit up, and his expression quickly relaxed. Seeing Xiaonan's lazy expression and bright eyes on the throne, he got up and said with a smile, "It's so amazing." Alright, wait for me to report back to the teacher, choose two days, and then ask your majesty to make a decision!"

"There's no need to be so troublesome, it's fine if the Palace Master decides, there's nothing wrong with me!" Fang Xiaonan yawned casually, stood up, and said, "Okay, I'm a little sleepy, so I won't keep you any longer. See you in March!"

"Okay!" Yu Wenmo didn't seem to care about his former friend's impolite appearance, and just smiled and waved his hands.

"Luohun, give Yuwen away for me!" Fang Xiaonan waved his hand casually, then lazily walked towards the side door of the main hall.

Luo Hunzi bowed slightly towards the back, watched Fang Xiaonan disappear at the side door, then stretched out his hand towards Yu Wenmo, and said, "Please, Mr. Yuwen!"

"Thank you Cliff Master!" Facing this great evil cultivator, Yu Wenmo cupped his hands and said with a smile.

Coming out of Luohun Cliff, Yu Wenmo didn't stay long, and went directly back to the Guardian Mansion.

After returning to the tutelary mansion, washing up for a while, and washing away the dust all the way, Yu Wenmo held an exquisite and simple tea box in both hands and headed towards the Qingfeng Building on the top of the mountain.

"I'm back!" Yang Zheng was standing in front of the window, looking at the red leaves outside the window, he heard footsteps behind him, turned around slowly, and said in a calm voice.

"The disciple is back!" Yu Wenmo responded respectfully, then smiled and held up the tea box with both hands, and said, "Teacher, this is the Youbi Ling tea given to you by Lord Luohun Cliff!"

"The tea leaves that Luohunzi gave me?" Yang was taken aback for a moment, looked at Yu Wenmo, laughed, and took the tea box, saying: "It seems he agreed?"

"Exactly, Your Excellency Changsheng asked the teacher to choose a date. After three months, the portable junior brother will officially visit the teacher and salute!" Yu Wenmo said with a respectful smile.

Yang Dan smiled and nodded, reached out and put the tea box aside, sat down behind the table, looked slightly solemn, and said, "What do you think?"

"Although the changes have been great, I think it's good to imitate Xiaonan!" Yu Wenmo said slowly: "From the current situation, he is quite sleepy, and he seems to be still in a state of unsteady mind!"

Speaking of this, Yu Wenmo said again: "But this is just my disciple's personal feeling. If he deliberately pretends, I still dare not be 100% sure!"

"After all, the three-month period he requested must be the time required for his soul to stabilize!"

Hearing Yu Wenmo's words, Yang pondered for a while, then smiled softly: "It's okay...March is March, and March is New Year's Day, so let's set the fifteenth day of the first month..."

"Okay, disciple will send a message to Luohunya when I turn around!" Yu Wenmo replied respectfully, but still worried: "Teacher, do you believe in disciple's judgment?"

"Sixty to seventy percent!" Yang said with a slight smile, "Although Changshengjun is full of tricks, Fang Xiaonan is a person with a very deep destiny; this destiny is inexplicable, but it cannot be done by humans." Conspiracy!"

"And in the state you said imitating Xiaonan, the soul is not stable. If it is the Lord of Longevity, I am afraid that he would not dare to take such a risk to appear in front of me!"

"On the contrary, if Fang Xiaonan successfully devoured all the consciousness of Lord Changsheng, the thousand-year experience would have to be absorbed in three or five months, and it would be normal for him to appear unstable!"

Speaking of this, Yang slowly laughed and said: "There is a [-]% to [-]% certainty... that's enough! If it's really not what we want, then there's no way; Changshengjun X was reborn from his shell, it's beyond my power Take control... let's see and see..."

Yu Wenmo nodded slowly, and immediately said again: "From the current situation of Luohunya, the son of Luohun is below the Lord Changsheng, and he is extremely respectful to the Lord Changsheng. Under control!"

"Oh?" Yang Weiwei was a little surprised, but immediately laughed again, and said: "It's a good thing to say, otherwise how can I have the opportunity to taste this Youbiling tea again?"

Seeing that the teacher seemed unwilling to speak any more, Yu Wenmo nodded slightly, cupped his hands and slowly retreated.

As Yu Wenmo stepped back, Na Yang stretched out his hand to open the tea box, and took out one of the exquisite small wooden jars; he opened it up to his nose and sniffed it, and smiled with satisfaction...

“Good tea!”

(End of this chapter)