"Shizun?"
Xue Meng's expression instantly turned solemn. "He's the only one who doesn't have a nickname. In the entire Peak of Life and Death, no one dares to make fun of him."
"Nonsense. That's just because other people know you like Shizun and don't want to tell you the truth."
Mo Ran rolled his eyes. He pulled Chu Wanning over and whispered in a not so soft voice, "Don't listen to him. Let me tell you, in the entire Peak of Life and Death, the one with the most nicknames is Elder Yu Heng."
"Oh?
Is that so? "Chu Wanning slightly raised his eyebrows, appearing interested." For example? "
"For example, if you're more polite, you can call him White Impermanence."
"… Why do you call him that?"
"Because he wears white clothes all day long."
"… What else?"
"Little cabbage."
"… Why?"
"Because he wears white clothes all day long."
"What else?"
"Big steamed bun."
"Why?"
"Because he wears white clothes all day long."
"What else?"
"Little widow."
Chu Wanning: "???"
"Do you know why that is?"
Mo Ran was completely unaware of the murderous intent that flashed through Chu Wanning's eyes. He even laughed foolishly. "Because he wears white clothes all day long."
"…"
If it weren't for Chu Wanning's good self-control, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold it in. "And, and?"
"Aiyo."
Mo Ran looked at Xue Meng's expression and said in a low voice, "If I say more, my cousin will probably flip the pot over my head."
Xue Meng slammed the table and said through gritted teeth, "Outrageous!
Who allowed them to talk about Shizun like this?
What little cabbage and big steamed bun, there's even a little widow?
Are they tired of living? "
"Ah." Mo Ran couldn't help but laugh. "You're unhappy with this?
Why don't you hear what some female disciples call Shizun? It's so mushy. "
Xue Meng's eyes widened. "What did they say?"
Mo Ran said lazily, "What else can I say? Girls always speak in a genteel manner, such as' Pale Moon Pear Blossom ',' Bright Spring White Snow ',' Lin 'an Chu Lang', 'Xi Zi Fu Qian'.
Oh my god. "
Chu Wanning: "…"
Xue Meng: "…"
"That's considered good. For someone like Elder Tanlang, who has a mediocre appearance and a bad temper, his nickname is much worse."
Among the twenty elders, Elder Tanlang had the worst relationship with Chu Wanning. Chu Wanning asked, "What's his name?"
"Winter pickles or potherb mustard because it's dark," Mo Ran said with a smile. "Mengmeng, don't look at me like that. You're part of it too."
Xue Meng seemed to have swallowed an egg. "What?
I have one too? "
"That's right," Mo Ran said with a smile.
Xue Meng didn't seem to care. He cleared his throat and asked, "Then what did they call me?"
"Ping Ping."
"… What do you mean?"
"What do you mean 'what do you mean'? Isn't that easy?"
Mo Ran's shoulders twitched as he said these three words. He finally couldn't help but slap the table and laugh. "A peacock spreading its tail, hahahaha — —"
Xue Meng jumped up and said angrily, "Mo Ran!
I'll kill you! "
When the three of them returned to the Peak of Life and Death after eating their fill, it was already one o 'clock in the afternoon.
Chu Wanning first let his two foolish disciples send him to Elder Xuanji's territory and bid them farewell.
Xue Meng asked him to meet again tomorrow at the bamboo forest, but Chu Wanning didn't know when he would return to his original appearance, so he didn't dare to agree. He only said that he would come if he had the time.
When his disciples were far away, he used his qinggong and stepped on the roof beams to return to the Red Lotus Pavilion.
The next morning, Chu Wanning woke up and saw that he still had the body of a child. He couldn't help but feel depressed.
He stood on the bench with a straight face and stared at the person in the bronze mirror for a long time. He didn't even have the mood to comb his hair. After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't continue like this, so he went to find Xue Zhengyong.
"What?
You saw Meng 'er and Ran' er yesterday? "
"Yes, I said that I was Xuanji's disciple. They didn't suspect anything," Chu Wanning said. "If Xue Meng asks you about it, remember to help me smooth things over.
Let's not talk about this first. I've already cultivated for more than ten days, but I haven't gotten any better.
I can't go on like this, I have to go find Tanlang. "
"Aiyo, our Yuheng is so thin-skinned. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself today?"
Chu Wanning looked at him coldly. However, when this gaze was placed on a child, it was unavoidably weak. It was a bit like a child throwing a tantrum.
He was beautiful and cute when he was young. Xue Zhengyong couldn't help but feel a little touched. He reached out to touch Chu Wanning's head.
Chu Wanning suddenly said, "Great Lord, when my body recovers, I'll have to trouble you to ask Huan Sha Hall to make me a set of clothes for the pinnacle of life and death.
I don't want white. "
Xue Zhengyong was completely stunned. "I thought you didn't like to wear light armor?"
"I'll change it occasionally." Chu Wanning said with a dark expression and walked away.
Although Elder Tanlang didn't get along with Chu Wanning, he had to restrain himself a little because the Great Lord was here. Thus, he didn't mock Chu Wanning with his mouth. Everything was written in his eyes.
Chu Wanning raised his eyes and looked expressionlessly at Elder Tanlang.
The other's eyes lit up like fireworks.
Chu Wanning was speechless.
"Madam Wang's diagnosis is generally correct."
After Elder Tanlang finished reading Chu Wanning's pulse, he let go of Chu Wanning's wrist. Chu Wanning immediately pulled his hand away and rolled down his sleeve.
"Then why haven't you recovered after ten days?"
Tanlang said, "Although the amount of sap from the ancient sacred wood is small, its effects are strong.
I'm afraid it will take a long time for you to recover. "
Chu Wanning asked casually, "How long?"
Tanlang said, "I'm not sure, but about ten years."
Chu Wanning's eyes widened. Although Elder Tanlang tried to keep a straight face, the gloating smile in his eyes was almost overflowing. "That's right, you might need ten years to recover your original appearance."
Chu Wanning stared at him for a while and said coldly, "Are you trying to trick me?"
"I wouldn't dare, you're Elder Yu Heng."
Tanlang laughed. "I don't think it's a big deal. It's just that your body is smaller and your mind is a little childish, but it's negligible. Besides, your magic power is still there. Why are you in such a hurry to recover?"
Chu Wanning's face turned green. He was speechless for a moment.
Tanlang said, "But in these ten years, you won't always look like a child.
This kind of fluid flows in the same vein as your spiritual power.
If you don't use any spells for three to five months, you'll return to your original appearance. "
"That's a good idea!" Xue Zhengyong's eyes lit up.
Unexpectedly, Tanlang smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, Great Lord?
I haven't even finished my sentence.
After Elder Yu Heng recovers his original appearance, he still can't use too many spells. Once he uses too much of his spiritual power, he'll be controlled by the sap and turn back into a child. "
"Too much?
What do you mean too much? "Xue Zhengyong shouted.
"Well, the sap has already spread all over his body." Tanlang said, "He can only use two moves a day at most."
Chu Wanning's voice was as cold as steel. He said, "The Ghost World's enchantment is often flawed. Refining a Spirit Mech also requires spells. If I can only use two moves a day at most, won't I become a useless person?"
"Then I can't do anything."
Tanlang said sarcastically, "After all, if the human world loses the Northern Dipper Celestial Venerable, the sun may not rise again tomorrow."
Xue Zhengyong said anxiously, "Tanlang, don't be so sarcastic.
In the entire Cultivation World, your medical skills are one of the best. Quickly think of a way.
Although Yu Heng's magic power is not affected, he's still a child after all. His skills are definitely not as good as before.
Besides, if the other sects know that he was injured at the Jincheng Pond, who knows what they'll do.
Ten years is too long. See if there's any good medicine that can … "
Elder Tan Lang interrupted him mockingly, "My Lord, I'm not going to give you a chance.
The Northern Dipper Celestial Venerable was contaminated with the sap of an ancient divine tree. It's not just any common poison.
What do you think I can come up with in such a short time? "
Xue Zhengyong, "…"
"Alright, I'm going to refine the pills." Tanlang said slowly, "Both of you, please go back."
Xue Zhengyong, "Tanlang!" He still wanted to say something, but Chu Wanning pulled on his clothes and said, "My Lord, let's go."
The two of them walked to the door, but Tanlang's voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Chu Wanning, if you're willing to humbly beg me, maybe I'll be willing to help you make the medicine.
Although I've never seen your situation before, it's not impossible. Why don't you think about it? "
"…" Chu Wanning turned around and said, "What do you want to be considered as humbly?"
Tanlang was lying on the bed, lazily arranging the silver needles on the table. When he heard this, he looked up slightly, and his eyes flashed with mockery. "When other people are cornered, they kowtow and ask for help.
You and I are colleagues, so there's no need for kowtowing. If you kneel and say a few words to me, I'll help you. "
Chu Wanning did not say anything and looked at him coldly.
After a while, he said, "Winter pickles. I think you're still asleep."
When he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Tanlang was left alone in a daze. For a long time, he did not understand what winter pickles meant.
The days passed slowly. Elder Yuheng said that he was in seclusion, but in reality, he was trapped in the child's body and could not come out.
This matter was first known by Xue Zhengyong, Madam Wang, and Elder Tanlang. Later, in order not to expose themselves, Elder Xuanji also heard of this strange matter.
A few months passed in a flash. The Red Lotus Pavilion had been closed for a long time. Xue Meng and the others could not help but worry.
"Master has been in seclusion for more than seventy days. Why hasn't he come out yet?"
"Maybe his spiritual power is about to improve again."
Shi Mei drank the Ling Mountain Rain Dew in his teacup and looked at the cloudy sky outside the window. "It's going to snow. It's going to be Little Winter soon. I don't know if Master can come out before New Year's Eve."
Mo Ran was lazily flipping through the sword manual. Hearing this, he said, "I don't think he can come out. A few days ago, he used the begonia flower to send us a message. Didn't he say that there was still a long time?
I think it's quite mysterious. "
Today was a free day at the peak of life and death. The disciples did not need to cultivate.
Mo Ran and the other two gathered together to make tea and wine. The bamboo curtains in the pavilion in the small courtyard were half drawn. Under the heavy curtains, misty water vapor leaked out.
Recently, there was an additional disciple under Elder Xuanji, Xia Sini, who often hung out with them.
Ever since he met Xue Meng that day, Xue Meng would pull him over to cultivate and play with him. After a long time, he was even more inseparable from them.
Originally, there were three disciples under Yu Heng. Now, there was an additional little one.
At this time, Chu Wanning, who had changed his name to Xia Sini, was sitting at the table eating pastries.
Although he ate in a refined manner, his speed was not slow at all.
Xue Meng inadvertently glanced at him and stilled. His gaze returned to the plate and he said in shock, "Wa, Little Shidi, who did you inherit your appetite from?"
Chu Wanning slowly chewed the osmanthus cake. The cake was too delicious. He did not want to pay attention to Xue Meng at all. After all, someone was fighting with him for food.
Mo Ran's hand and Chu Wanning's hand landed on the last piece of lotus flower cake at the same time. The two suddenly looked up and their eyes met.
Chu Wanning said, "Let go."
Mo Ran said, "No."
"Let go."
"You've eaten eight pieces. This one is mine."
"I can give you the rest, but not the lotus flower cake."
Mo Ran glared at this little guy for a while and used his trump card, "Shidi, you eat too much sweets. You'll have tooth decay."
"It's okay." Chu Wanning was very calm, "I'm six years old. It's not embarrassing."
Mo Ran: "…"
With a smack, Xue Meng slapped him across the face, accompanied by his complaints, "Mo Weiyu, you're so annoying. You're already so old, yet you're still fighting with your junior brother for food."
While Mo Ran was covering his head with his hands, Chu Wanning expressionlessly grabbed the Lotus Cake and took a small bite with satisfaction.
"Junior Brother!!!"
Chu Wanning ignored him and focused on eating the dessert.
The four of them were having a lively time when suddenly, a sharp whistling sound pierced through the sky and reverberated throughout the peak of life and death.
Chu Wanning's expression darkened slightly. "Gather sentries?"
Xue Meng lifted half of the curtain and looked out of the window. The disciples walking outside also stopped to look, and they all revealed surprised expressions.
Once the whistle sounded, all the disciples of the Life and Death Summit had to gather in the square outside of the Danqing Palace.
This also meant that the whistle would only sound when there was an emergency.
Before Chu Wanning joined the sect, this kind of whistle was often blown when the boundary of the Ghost World was broken. However, ever since Chu Wanning joined the sect, the whistle had not sounded for a long time.
Shi Mei put down the scroll in his hand, got up and walked to Xue Meng, "It's so strange. What's so urgent?"
"I don't know. Whatever, let's go take a look first."
Only Mo Ran did not speak. He pursed his lips and lowered his eyelashes to hide the unnaturalness in his eyes.
He knew what the whistle meant, but the timing of the incident was slightly different from what he remembered. He did not expect it to come so soon …
The four of them arrived at the Life and Death Summit, and the other disciples also arrived one after another. Soon, all the elders and disciples gathered in the huge square of the Dan Xin Palace.
When everyone was present, Xue Zhengyong walked out of the closed door of the Dan Xin Palace and stood in front of the jade railing. Below the railing was a long bluestone staircase.
Following behind him were six beautiful women.
The six women's appearances were either charming or cold, but they were all extremely beautiful. They stood in the wind, but in the cold weather, they only wore a thin layer of gauze. At first glance, their red dresses were like clouds, their eyes were like red flames, and their silk ribbons fluttered in the wind. There was also a trace of a flame between their eyebrows.
Xue Meng was stunned.
Not only him, but almost everyone's expression changed dramatically when they saw the six women.
Xue Meng was stunned for a long time before he murmured with a trembling voice, "Featherman Immortal Ambassadors … They, they are from the Vermilion Bird Fairyland?"