Chapter 43
Hearing Chi Wulan's words, Lin Yige was stunned for a moment before realizing it.

"Where does Third Senior Sister want to go? I don't mean that."

She thought she had made it obvious enough.

Lin Yige said bluntly: "Wen Caiwei has been in bed for ten years, but she still does not forget to study, which shows her disposition. Moreover, Third Senior Sister, you have not met Caiwei before, but it is really inappropriate to have some doubts first. "

At this time, Chi Wulan realized that he had been infected with some bad habits, and quickly reflected: "I don't know the whole picture, so I don't comment. I was wrong, and my junior sister corrected me!"

If Wen Caiwei heard the words just now, the ready-made apprentice might fly away.

Fortunately, it was the younger junior sister who heard it.

As for his nephew Liu Fufeng, he is playing with the abacus beads, so don't worry about him.

Chi Wulan smiled shyly, and did not forget to repeat the old saying: "I just said, after Wen Caiwei absorbs the Zhenling Pill to replenish her soul, ask her to follow me to study spells, what do you think, little junior sister?"

Lin Yige answered no, and it was no if he didn't answer.

The third senior sister accepted Wen Caiwei as an apprentice, and it was a good thing for her to have one more true master in her sect.

Ke Wen's family is one of the best big families in Yuzhou, and their connections, resources, and strength cannot be underestimated.

Wen Caiwei and Wen's maintain a good relationship, which is more beneficial to the Guiyi faction overall.

Lin Yige didn't want to dampen her enthusiasm for accepting apprentices, so she had to remind her: "But she is from the Wen family in Yuzhou. Third senior sister, didn't you just break up with the Patriarch of the Wen family? This...isn't appropriate?"

Chi Wulan's expression froze, and he suddenly thought that because of the appointment, very few people knew about her relationship with Wen Zongyi.

Now that the relationship is broken, as long as the mouth of Lao Liu Tu Baicao can be blocked and he won't let him spread the word, it's no big deal.

Chi Wulan felt at ease, and said with a smile: "So what? He is his uncle, and I am my teacher. What does it matter?"

Liu Fufeng, who was behind the wide table, stopped playing with the abacus beads, and said hesitantly: "Uncle Third, Junior Sister Caiwei knows that Patriarch Wen's Taoist companion is Master Wu Lan."

Chi Wulan cast a sideways glance at Liu Fufeng, and said with a snort, "Then Wen Zongyi's Taoist partner is Wu Lan from the Red Luan Hall, what does it have to do with Chi Wulan that I belong to the same sect?"

"Third Martial Uncle, Junior Sister Caiwei has seen a portrait of real Wu Lan."

……

Seeing that the smile on Chi Wulan's face was gradually disappearing, Lin Yige began to persuade: "Third Senior Sister, there is no need to be in a hurry."

After the new disciples of the Guiyi sect started, they couldn't immediately learn from their masters.

Only when disciples meet the corresponding conditions can they make two-way choices with the elders who have the qualifications to accept apprentices, and finally determine the master-apprentice relationship.

The second senior brother and the third senior sister, as true disciples of the Guiyi sect, are responsible for inheriting the Dharma lineage. They wanted to appoint candidates in advance because of the scarcity of new disciples.

"The Guiyi Sect will have a steady stream of new disciples. Third Senior Sister doesn't have to worry about Wen Caiwei, and she may not really suit your wishes."

Chi Wulan sighed softly, "I hope so!"

"To tell you the truth, Third Senior Sister, I actually want Wen Caiwei to take over the position of Senior Nephew Fufeng's acting head."

"Deputy head? Isn't Liu Fufeng a good person?"

Liu Fufeng interjected abruptly: "Third Martial Uncle, how do you know that I am a good person?"

Chi Wulan was about to speak when he suddenly noticed two more people outside the hall.

"Junior Sister Lu and Wen Caiwei are here."

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Hengbo entered Ziyang Hall with Wen Caiwei supported by one hand.

Wen Caiwei, who stepped into Ziyang Palace, her face was as white as paper, she was out of breath, as if she was about to pass away in the next moment.

What doesn't match her frail body is her pair of extraordinarily bright eyes.

Wen Caiwei is not weak, is she critically ill? !
No, she should be in the flash of light all the time.

Chi Wulan was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel grateful that Wen Caiwei didn't listen to those few unintentional words.

Wen Caiwei happened to raise her eyes at this moment, and met Chi Wulan.

The four eyes met, and Chi Wulan hadn't spoken yet, Wen Caiwei first gave her a blessing salute steadily, "Caiwei, the fourth wife of Wen's direct line, met my aunt!"

……

In the silence of the room, Wen Caiwei seemed to realize the problem.

She took a few breaths, got up immediately and changed into a hand-cup salute, and changed her words: "Wen Caiwei, send respect to Master Wu Lan!"

"Pfft..." Liu Fufeng couldn't help laughing, although he adjusted his expression instantly, it still attracted Chi Wulan's fierce stare.

Lu Hengbo looked at Chi Wulan, whom he had not seen for many years, and then turned to Wen Caiwei, who was trying to calm down his breathing, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that Senior Sister Chi didn't retreat, not only went down the mountain to create the Red Luan Pavilion under the pseudonym Wu Lan, but also found the Patriarch of the Wen family as a Taoist partner!
The Patriarch of the Wen family is notoriously lonely and arrogant in the cultivation world.

No matter male sex, female sex or anything else, he has never been close, and he is a veritable flower of Gaoling.

Lu Hengbo couldn't help giving Chi Wulan a thumbs up, and blinked: Senior Sister Chi, it has to be you!It's really you!
It was the first time for Chi Wulan to experience such a scene.

Obviously, she usually enjoys the attention of everyone, but now she is only embarrassed in front of her classmates.

Lin Yige coughed lightly, and winked at Liu Fufeng.

Liu Fufeng understood immediately, got up immediately and said seriously: "When Elder Lu returns to the Dao Pavilion, can you send me some refining materials to Elder Zhao?"

Lu Hengbo nodded knowingly, without asking any further questions, took the storage bag from Liu Fufeng and left Ziyang Hall.

When there were only four people left in the hall, Lin Yige urged, "Third Senior Sister, where is Zhenling Pill?"

Chi Wulan lightly brushed the ruby ​​double fish adornment around his waist, and there was a small porcelain bottle in his hand.

She raised her hand to cover her forehead, and told a little lie without changing her expression: "Junior Junior Sister, my sea of ​​consciousness is a little shaken, Wen Caiwei will leave it to you."

As she spoke, she stuffed the small porcelain bottle containing Zhenling Wan into Lin Yige's arms.

Lin Yige had no choice but to catch the porcelain vase, and said cooperatively: "Since the third senior sister has a problem with her consciousness, she should go and recuperate."

Wen Caiwei managed to catch her breath, and when she heard this, she immediately asked with concern: "Reverend Wu Lan, are you alright? I heard from my uncle that he has many treasures to nourish the spiritual sense in his hand, why don't I repair the book?" one..."

Chi Wulan waved his hands with a weak expression, "No need, I'll just recuperate for a few days alone."

Wen Caiwei watched her leave Ziyang Palace quickly, still feeling uneasy, her palm-sized face was full of worry.

"Uncle Lin, is my eldest aunt really okay? She left in such a hurry, it seems really serious!"

Lin Yige couldn't help laughing, and it took a long time to recover, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, she's a late-stage cultivator, and few people can hurt her. Take care of yourself first!"

Wen Caiwei's expression relaxed, she pursed her lips and smiled.

Lin Yige followed her back to the Nuan Pavilion on the west side of Ziyang Hall where she was temporarily staying recently, watched her pour out the medicine pill from the small porcelain bottle and put it into her mouth, and fell asleep quietly on the soft couch after a while.

 Chi Wulan: The day she died.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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