My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 49
byChapter 49 Proposal Will you be my Taoist companion?
The visitor was wearing a red brocade robe that was so bright that it was almost dazzling, reflecting the bright light in the sunlight.There was a delicate silver ornament hanging on his waist, which swayed gently and made a jingling sound as he walked.
Looking further up, he saw an overly arrogant face.He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and a hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.He was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that he was almost coquettish. There was a natural and carefree look between his eyebrows, as if he didn’t care about anything in the world.
He walked in swaggering like that, passed through the astonished eyes, and walked towards the round table as if there was no one else around.
Behind him were two female nuns also dressed in gorgeous clothes. One was holding an incense burner and the other was carrying a flower basket, scattering flower petals as they walked.
The red petals fluttered and fell in front of the sect leaders with solemn faces.
Ji Hantong was stunned.
Who is this?
“What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beauty?”
The man walked up to Ji Hantong and tried to put his arm around Ji Hantong’s shoulders.Shen Lanchuan’s pure Jun sword was half out of its sheath, and his voice seemed to be filled with ice: “Hua Feixue, pay attention to your dog’s paws.”
Hua Feixue is the current Lord of the Demon Realm.
Although the world of cultivation and the world of demons have been on good terms in recent years, their relationship is not good enough to invite the demon king to come and run wild in his home territory.
Hua Feixue didn’t take back her hand, but she didn’t put her arm around Ji Hantong’s shoulder either. She just put her hand on the back of the chair.
“Oh, Mingshu Immortal Lord, don’t be angry, I’m just saying hello to Yuheng Immortal Lord.” Hua Feixue turned to look at Ji Hantong and blinked, “Does Yuheng Immortal Lord still have an impression of me?”
“Have we met?” Ji Hantong was a little confused.
System 0621 reminded him in his mind: “Host, when you and your senior brother went to the Lantern Festival, didn’t someone give you a room?”
Only then did Ji Hantong remember.
“If I hadn’t given in to justice that time, how could Immortal Mingshu have spent a beautiful night with Immortal Yuheng? It really chilled me that the Immortal was so ruthless.” Hua Feixue pretended to wipe her tears.
Xu Jin’an finally couldn’t help it anymore and said angrily: “You are so outrageous, what on earth do you want to do! Does the Demon Lord really think that we don’t dare to take action?”
“Don’t be angry, Alliance Leader Xu,” Hua Feixue picked an empty seat and sat down. “I am here for business. Don’t forget that there is also a place in the demon world where filth is sealed.”
Xu Jinan was too lazy to talk to him. If he hadn’t thought of this just now, how could he have tolerated Hua Feixue showing off here? Who would have thought that this man not only refused to restrain himself, but also started teasing others.
“The most urgent task is to first understand the current situation of several secret realms that seal the foul air.” Xu Jin’an rubbed his temples and said with a headache.
Mo Wuyi was the first to speak: “The Suxin Secret Realm was reinforced not long ago. There will be no problems in a few decades. These few decades will be enough for Lan Yue Sect to deal with it next time.”
He was naturally referring to the death of Xiao Mengjue.
The great elder of Qingyun Mountain sighed: “The secret realm of Longyuan has been solved.”
Although it is done in a way that Qingyun Mountain is not willing to do, and although it is somewhat unethical to say it, Qingyun Mountain is indeed the most relaxed among the major sects present.
Xin Xuezhen also said: “There is no need to worry about the Yunze Secret Realm for the time being.”
Ye Hanjiang of Guixu Sect echoed: “My senior brother just entered two years ago.”
Shen Fuman waved his fan nonchalantly: “We in Zichen Valley have our own ways to deal with it.”
Xu Jin’an frowned, why did everyone say everything was fine despite being so anxious?
At this time, Hua Feixue said leisurely: “Oh, it turns out that none of you are in a hurry, but I am quite anxious. We in the Demon Realm can last for more than half a year at most.”
Everyone turned their gazes over, and Hua Feixue spread her hands: “There is no way, if it is not a last resort, do you think I want to come to the world of cultivation to hold this Laoshizi meeting with you?”
“What exactly happened?”
Hua Feixue leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. Her carefree look was incompatible with the solemn atmosphere present.
“What’s going on specifically?” He repeated Xu Jin’an’s words, shaking his fan loudly, “This is a good question, and it gets to the point.”
Hua Feixue’s eyes suddenly fell on Shen Lanchuan, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
“The filth in our demon world is different from that in your cultivation world.”
“It’s different?” Xu Jin’an asked, “What do you mean?”
“The filth in your cultivation world is sealed in the secret realm, right? Each of the six major sects is responsible for it, but not in our demon world.”
“What should I do about the filthy gas?” asked the Great Elder of Qingyun Mountain.
“Sealed in a magic weapon.” Hua Feixue said, raising her hand and lightly swiping in the void.
A flash of red light flashed, and the shadow of a tower suddenly appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.
“This is the Ming Zhen Tower.” Hua Feixue’s voice was unusually serious. “In ancient times, the sages of the demon world refined it with their own essence and blood, and sealed all the filth in the demon world. This tower will not be destroyed, and the filth will not come out.”
“But for this tower to work, it needs one thing.”
“What?” Xin Xuezhen asked.
“Qing Ming Stone.”
Hua Feixue raised her hand, and another phantom of a monster appeared in the sky.
“A Qingming Stone is produced every hundred years. If it is embedded in this groove, the Ming Zhen Tower can continue to operate for hundreds of years.” Hua Feixue withdrew her hand, and the shadow of the Ming Tower dissipated. “Without the Qing Ming Stone, the foul smell inside will escape little by little. At most, the entire demon world will be eroded by the foul smell for half a year, and the entire cultivation world will also spread in two years at most.”
There was dead silence in the hall.
Ji Hantong looked at Hua Feixue and asked, “Where does the Qingming Stone come from?”
Hua Feixue looked at him, a smile flashing across her eyes.
“Immortal Yuheng is really smart, and he immediately asked the key question.”
He leaned back on the chair again, “The Qingming Stone is produced from the Qingming Beast. The Qingming Beast is a very ancient monster. There is only one left in the world today. I keep it in the depths of the Demon Palace and feed it well.”
Hua Feixue’s tone was a little helpless, “This ancestor has a very weird temper. If you want it to produce Qingming Stone, you have to meet some very strange requirements.”
“What request?”
“According to the experience that our demon world has accumulated over the years, it is probably ‘whoever is the best in the world will do such and such a thing’.”
Seeing everyone’s confusion, Hua Feixue gave a few examples.
“For example, one year, his request was, ‘The best butcher in the world, go chop down 180 trees.’ So we led him to watch the butcher chop down trees for several months.”
“For another example, one year, the requirement was ‘The best painter in the world eats ten buns’, but this one is relatively simple.”
Ji Hantong was dumbfounded. What kind of strange habit is this?
The expressions of everyone in the hall were wonderful.
Ye Hanjiang wanted to laugh, but felt that the occasion was inappropriate, so he suppressed it until his face turned red; the Great Elder of Qingyun Mountain frowned, obviously thinking that the Qingming Beast was just nonsense; Xu Jinan’s face was solemn, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning behind it.
Ji Hantong couldn’t help but ask: “What is its request this time?”
Hua Feixue’s smile suddenly became deeper.His eyes fell on Shen Lanchuan again, with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
“What’s the request this time…” Hua Feixue paused and said slowly: “It wants to see the best swordsman in the world marry a Taoist companion.”
“Nonsense!” Xin Xuezhen was the first to jump up and disagree.
Ji Hantong froze in place.
Marry a Taoist couple.
Do you want your senior brother to marry a Taoist companion?
He subconsciously looked at Shen Lanchuan, but Shen Lanchuan still looked as usual, with no other emotions.
“Master Hua.” Shen Lanchuan said, “Are you kidding?”
Hua Feixue spread her hands and looked innocent: “Mingshu Immortal Lord, I want to make a joke. But this Qingming Stone is related to the survival of the entire demon world. Do I dare to joke about this kind of thing?”
He sighed, rarely being serious, “I know this is ridiculous, but the Qingming Beast’s temper is like this. If the request this time was not so outrageous and related to you, how could I come to the world of cultivation to drown in this muddy water?”
Shen Lanchuan was silent.
Ji Hantong was silent.
The entire Lingxi Palace was silent.
After a long while, Ji Hantong spoke with a dry voice: “Is there no other way? For example, find someone else?”
Hua Feixue shook her head.
“Qingming Beast admits death. It said ‘the best sword cultivator in the world’, so it must be the best sword cultivator in the world. Or you can fight for it. Which fellow sword cultivator can surpass Mingshu Immortal Master in more than half a year? Time waits for no one.”
Hua Feixue looked at Shen Lanchuan and spread her hands.
“Mingshu Immortal Lord, I know this is difficult for you. But the Demon Realm really can’t wait too long. It only has more than half a year left at most. You should think about it carefully during these six months. Anyway, if you die, we will all die together. If I can support you in the Demon Realm, I will die with no regrets.”
The meeting broke up unhappy.
After Hua Feixue left, the atmosphere in Lingxi Hall was stagnant.Xu Jinan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, his eyes fell on Shen Lanchuan’s stern face, and he swallowed it silently.
Everyone present looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
Let Mingshu Immortal Lord marry a Taoist couple?Who dares to say this? Is it because he thinks his life is too long?
In the end, it was Xin Xuezhen who broke the silence, stood up and said calmly: “That’s it for today. We will discuss how to deal with it later.”
Everyone stood up and said goodbye.
Shen Fu walked the fastest, and the people in Zichen Valley disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Mo Wuyi passed by Shen Lanchuan with Xueyunhu in his arms, paused in his footsteps, and whispered: “Maybe you can be braver.”
After saying this, without waiting for Shen Lanchuan’s response, he floated away with Xueyun Fox.
On the flying boat back to Taixuan Dao Sect, there was no words all the way.
Ji Hantong wanted to say something, but didn’t know where to start.He wanted to ask his senior brother what he planned to do, but he swallowed the words as he spoke. He didn’t know why he didn’t dare to ask.
In the following days, the entire cultivation world began to prepare intensively.
Although the six major sects openly said that their secret realms were safe for the time being, no one dared to take it lightly.What if any secret realm suddenly cannot hold on?What if the evil spirit of the devil really spreads?
Xu Jinan issued edicts one after another in the name of the Immortal Alliance, mobilizing resources, strengthening formations, and training manpower.Disciples from all sects are practicing harder than before.
Taixuan Dao Sect is no exception.
Xin Xuezhen was so busy every day that he never touched the ground, and Shen Lanchuan also frequently visited various peaks to teach his disciples about swordsmanship.Ji Hantong was more relaxed, but leisure did not mean peace of mind.
Ji Hantong found that he was getting distracted more and more easily.
Senior brother wants to marry a Taoist couple.This thought seemed to have taken root and could not be shaken off from Ji Hantong’s mind.
Li Cangming’s progress was rapid.
This kid deserves to be the hero, with first-class qualifications and understanding.In just a few months, his cultivation level jumped from the late stage of Foundation Establishment to the early stage of Golden Core, and his swordsmanship was also quite impressive.
Ji Hantong would occasionally give him some pointers, and looking at the young man’s focused and serious look, he would feel a little dazed in his heart.
Soon, the plot will reach that point.
According to the original work, Yuheng Xianzun would be in a state of panic trying to save Li Cangming when he was in the middle stage of Golden Elixir.
The middle stage of golden elixir.
Li Cangming is now in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.
Ji Hantong calculated the time and found that there was still at most half a year, and he would die in half a year.
Actually, thinking about it this way, it would be a good idea for my senior brother to marry a Taoist companion, so that he would still have someone to accompany him after his death.
But I don’t know why Ji Hantong rejects this option in his heart.
It was obviously a very urgent matter, but everyone in the cultivation world seemed to have a tacit understanding and began to postpone it until New Year’s Eve.
This is the 457th New Year’s Eve since Ji Hantong came to this world, but it is also the most depressing one.
Ji Hantong was wrapped in a snow-white crane cloak and sat alone in the snow-viewing pavilion, staring at the snowy scenery in the distance in a daze.
Shen Lanchuan has been extremely busy these days, and he doesn’t even know where he went on New Year’s Eve.
Ji Hantong didn’t ask, and didn’t dare to ask.
“Host.” System 0621’s voice sounded in his mind, with a hint of worry, “Why don’t you go find your senior brother tonight?”
Ji Hantong shook his head and said nothing.He took a deep breath and suppressed those chaotic thoughts.
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in sight.
Shen Lanchuan was coming through the snow.Some snow particles fell on the tips of his hair and shoulders, but they were still free of dust.The pair of eyes that had always been cold were looking at Ji Hantong quietly at this moment, with a touch of tenderness in their eyes.
“Senior brother?” Ji Hantong was a little surprised, “Why are you here?”
Shen Lanchuan walked up to him and raised his hand to brush away the snowflakes on his shoulders.
“I’ll accompany you to the temple fair.”
Ji Hantong then remembered that every New Year’s Eve, the towns below the mountains would hold grand temple fairs, but they rarely went.
“But…” Ji Hantong hesitated, “Aren’t you busy?”
Shen Lanchuan looked at him, “No matter how busy I am, I still want to celebrate the New Year with you.”
Ji Hantong said nothing, stood up and let Shen Lanchuan hold his hand and walk down the mountain.
The town at the foot of the mountain is not far from Taixuan Taoist Sect, and the skill of wielding a sword is no more than half a stick of incense.It was already night, but the whole town was brightly lit and full of people.
Ji Hantong stood on the street, looking at the lively scene in front of him, feeling a little dazed, and then remembered the lantern festival in Luo City.
Unknowingly, the two of them reached the end of the temple fair.
It was much quieter here than on the street, with only a few lonely lanterns hanging on the trees illuminating a small open space.The noise could still be heard faintly in the distance, but it seemed far away.
Ji Hantong stopped and looked up at the lanterns.
The orange light fell on his face, outlining soft outlines.The cinnabar mole at the end of the eye stands out in the light and shadow, like a small red bean.
Shen Lanchuan looked at him quietly for a long time.Then he spoke, his voice soft but clear.
“Hantong.”
Ji Hantong turned his head and met Shen Lanchuan’s eyes.
“Senior brother?”
Shen Lanchuan looked at him and said word by word:
“Are you willing to be my Taoist companion?”
Ji Hantong stared blankly at Shen Lanchuan, his mind going blank.
There was faint laughter in the distance, the faint light of lanterns swaying nearby, and the wind carried the aroma of roasted chestnuts and a faint smell of fireworks.
But he couldn’t hear, see or smell all this.
He could only hear Shen Lanchuan’s words – “Are you willing to be my Taoist companion?”
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The author has something to say: I’ll just say it’s very abstract [Lie flat]
Happy New Year’s Eve, babies!In the past few days, the New Year update time may be after 10 o’clock.
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