Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 46 The Lost Child.

"You used to live here?"

Jiang Buwan pointed to a small cave in front of him and asked.

No wonder she acted surprised, although Xiang Zhihan had told her before that he had been practicing in a cold cave, but he didn't expect that this cold cave was really a cold cave, without shrinkage at all.

The cave is so small that it can barely accommodate one person to sit down. As soon as a person stands up, he will come out again within three steps.

"En." Xiang Zhihan said, he retreated here, and practiced against the stone wall for hundreds of years.

Jiang Buwan said, "Looks like it's not bad without spiritual roots. I can't bear the pain of cultivating immortals."

The energy of this kid's practice is almost catching up with her practice back then.

Xiang Zhihan raised his hand and put down the stone slab, saying, "Not everyone is like me."

Although Xiang Zhihan is a low-key person, as the ceiling of his combat power in the world of cultivating immortals, many people still pay attention to him even if he is not a leader.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, even more female nuns like him.

Although they also knew that it was impossible for Xiang Zhihan to be with him, Xiang Zhihan was the best man in the world in their hearts, and the person he liked should be an excellent woman like Fairy Xiangyun, but they knew that Xiang Zhihan actually brought a mortal woman back to the clan, and planned to marry that woman, this is simply outrageous.

All of a sudden, the female cultivators of Qing Yunzong became very curious about Jiang Buwan, a mortal woman.

What kind of woman could fascinate their senior brother who is devoted to Taoism like this?
But Yaoguang Peak is very strict, and Xiang Zhihan is on guard every day, even if they scratch their hearts and lungs, they will never see each other.

Inside the Qingyun Sect, there is a bronze bell, which is hung on the highest peak of the Qingyun Sect, Jinguangding. Whenever something important happens, the bell will be rung, and the more times the bell is rung, the bigger the matter will be.

On this day, Xiang Zhihan was reading and tasting tea with Jiang Buwan, when suddenly a few deep and loud bells sounded from a distance.

Xiang Zhihan put down the book and looked up, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Jiang Buwan sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Zhihan, what happened?"

Xiang Zhihan shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, but when the bell rings, there must be something important happening. Tonight, just wait for me here for a while, and I'll go and have a look."

"it is good."

After Xiang Zhihan left, Jiang Buwan called out in a low voice, "Lengyao."

A cloud of black mist appeared in front of her, and Ling Yao walked out of the black mist. He blinked and sat opposite Jiang Buwan, his green eyes fell on the dessert plate in front of Jiang Buwan.

"Lengyao, help me to see what happened to Qing Yunzong."

Lingyao responded, "Okay."

He was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Buwan, turned around, and a snack fell into his hand, "Try it."

Lingyao's dumbfounded eyes flickered, then he lowered his head and took a small bite, the sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth, and there was a familiar feeling.

He glanced at Jiang not too late, then disappeared with a snack in his mouth.

Holding the book in his hand, Jiang Buwan looked at the direction where Lingyao disappeared, and couldn't help but sigh, although this guy was dumb and didn't have any concept of good and evil, but he was unexpectedly well-behaved.

If he hadn't met his so-called younger sister back then, he might still be foolishly waiting for his family in the original house.

When Xiang Zhihan arrived, densely packed monks had already gathered on the golden dome, and he had already received Lin Rufeng's voice transmission on the way.

Recently, the world of cultivating immortals has lost many children for no reason. The lost children all have a common characteristic. They are all people with spiritual roots, and their spiritual roots are all superior.

Xiang Zhihan walked up to the high platform and asked the current master of Qingyun Sect, "How many children have you lost?"

The suzerain also had a sad face, and said, "Just from the report, there are more than 200 people."

There is a junior in the suzerain's family, who is talented and intelligent, and his spiritual root is also one of the best water spiritual roots, and he is also among the lost candidates.

Xiang Zhihan frowned, this is not a small sum.

There are not many children in the world of cultivating immortals, and even fewer have spiritual roots. These more than 200 people have almost poached all the outstanding seedlings of the next generation in the world of cultivating immortals.

After all the disciples of Qingyun Sect arrived, the suzerain began to announce the matter, and led by the elders, went down the mountain to find the lost child.

The matter involved a lot, and many Xiuxian clans and sect disciples were abducted.

If the lost child is not found, the strength of the next generation of righteous monks will be greatly reduced.

Eighteen elders of the Qingyun Sect led a team, each of them went down the mountain to find the lost children.

After the suzerain finished arranging things, only Xiang Zhihan and Lin Rufeng were left on the high platform.

Xiang Zhihan asked, "Why did you lose so many children? Are there any clues?"

The suzerain shook his head, "There is no clue, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and the child of the suzerain of the Xiaoyao sect is also lost. That child is the darling of the suzerain of the Xiaoyao sect. It was to train him as the successor of the next generation, and the result... hey."

Not to mention the Xiaoyao Sect, even their Qingyun Sect lost many children.

Lin Rufeng's usually unrestrained and unrestrained face is also full of dignity at this moment, "The person behind it is simply trying to break the roots of our monks. He took away all our outstanding next generation, leaving only some mediocre ones. child."

Lin Rufeng looked sideways at Zhihan, "Brother, you don't think it was Lunya who escaped who did it?"

After all, looking at Kyushu, currently only Lingyao has this strength.

Not only did he escape from the modron, but he also devoured all the creatures in the modron. The demon mound that used to be rampant with evil spirits is now cleaner than the Buddhist hall of the Buddhist sect.

Xiang Zhihan frowned and thought for a while, then said, "It shouldn't be him."

He has dealt with him before, although he is very strong, he is not evil, he does not look like an evil thing that would do such a thing.

"Then who could it be?" Lin Rufeng and the suzerain had always believed in Xiang Zhihan's judgment, and when they saw Xiang Zhihan's denial, they believed it too.

"What? The child from the world of cultivating immortals is lost?" Jiang Buwan asked, "Have you listened carefully?"

Lingyao nodded slowly, the corners of his mouth still had dim sum left, "Many children have been lost, and now many monks of Qingyun Sect have gone down the mountain to look for them."

Jiang Buwan lowered his eyes and pondered, how could he lose the child for no reason?And lost so much.

Could it be that there is another big monster in the mortal world?

Can. .Jiang Buwan looked at the brilliant sunset in the sky, but she didn't feel that there was a big demon in the world.

Forget it, let them solve the matter of cultivating immortals themselves.

Jiang Buwan raised his eyes, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and said to Lingyao, "You didn't wipe off the dim sum residue from the corner of your mouth."

Hearing this, Ling Yao raised his hand and wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, looking like a kitten wiping its face with its paws.

Jiang Buwan patted the seat beside him, asked Ling Yao to sit down, pushed the snack plate in front of Len Yao, and let him eat.

(End of this chapter)