Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 192 I wish to be like the wind, carrying you on your journey of thousands of miles (1)

There was a huge commotion in the sky, which attracted many disciples to stop and look up. Lu Wensheng came out of the Discipline Hall and looked up at the black clouds in the distance.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance filled the air, drifting into the distance accompanied by the clear cry of a bluebird, echoing with the distant sound of a piano, intoxicating the mind and body.

Strange phenomena in heaven and earth? As expected of the protagonist of the world - Lu Wensheng watched from afar, and only went to Liu Jiqian's cave to congratulate him when there was no more movement.

Tao Yin had a very happy look on his face, and his loud voice could be heard from a distance. However, he was not very happy because he had grown bitter melons at home.

"Song Wen, I will personally test and teach you every month. Learn well from your senior brother!"

Song Wen, who came over to join in the fun, said: "Ah?!" He was already being urged by Ji Yanli to practice, and now he has to come to the master? !

Liu Jiqian looked at Song Wen, who seemed to have lost all hope in life, and smiled without saying anything. When he saw Lu Wensheng, his eyes lit up and he went to meet him.

"Yang Ming also broke through?"

Lu Wensheng nodded, but Liu Jiqian felt a little regretful - he was a little late, otherwise he could have attended Yangming's Golden Elixir Banquet.

The Grand Elder stroked his beard and said, "Okay, let's not block them here. Let the young people do their own thing. Ji Qian, you can arrange your Nascent Soul Feast yourself."

Everyone agreed. After the Supreme Elder finished speaking, he left first, and Tao Yin and the elders also dispersed.

Ji Yanli took Song Wen to practice swordplay. Zhang Zhixu inexplicably felt a sense of urgency as all his friends were doing well while he was still idle. He thought about whether he should go into seclusion and take a gamble. Li Ruixi was busy with the spiritual field affairs and left first.

Liu Jiqian wanted to say something to Lu Wensheng, after all, they hadn't seen each other for several years. However, the other party was looking at Shi Yubai and his attention was not on anything else around him.

"Senior Brother?" Shi Yubai avoided Lu Wensheng's gaze, and his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.

Lu Wensheng examined him, put his arm around his shoulder, suddenly revealed a "kind" smile, and dragged him towards the Discipline Hall.

"Junior brother, there are still many things to do in the Discipline Hall, hurry back and do your work."

Thinking of the piles of memorials, Shi Yubai's legs went limp: he suddenly regretted coming back.

Liu Jiqian didn't say what he wanted to say in the end.

"Forget it, no rush—"

But Liu Jiqian didn’t think so the next day.

He changed into a dark blue Hangzhou silk robe, tied a Tengyun buckled belt, tied the hanging silk of his hair crown into a flower knot, put on a cloak, and spent nearly half an hour to prepare before going out - it looked good, but not fancy.

All the disciples who passed by looked at her sideways, thinking that she was worthy of being the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation.

Yan Qingshu and Wei Xun, who were passing by, greeted him. Looking at his back, Wei Xun clicked his tongue.

"Fellow Daoist Liu has quite a lot of clothes. It feels like they are different every time I see them."

Yan Qingshu chuckled: "No need to guess, you know he is specifically looking for Xiaolu." As expected, when you like someone, you will pay a lot of attention to appearance.

Wei Xun didn't get it: "Didn't he come out to look for Fellow Daoist Lu?"

"...Forget it, I can't explain it to you."

Although spring is approaching, there is still a slight chill in the air. The sky is covered in white snow. When the snow is not heavy, it brings a hazy beauty.

Liu Jiqian had just arrived at the Discipline Hall when Lu Wensheng just walked out, and their eyes met.

To prevent the snow from falling, Lu Wensheng put on a cloak, and his temples were covered with white by the falling snow. He raised his eyes and saw Liu Jiqian, then waved with his eyebrows slightly curved.

They have grown old together, right? Xue Jing parted her hair and looked at the young man's smile. Liu Jiqian couldn't help but smile in response. Just as he was about to go over, he saw an unfamiliar disciple running up to Lu Wensheng.

"Brother Lu, I have been attracted to you for a long time! Please accept it!"

The man ran faster, and the road was wet, so he ran directly into Lu Wensheng's arms. Lu Wensheng was almost knocked over. Without waiting for him to say anything, the man did not stop, stuffed the letter to Lu Wensheng, turned around and ran, falling several times on the road, and Lu Wensheng did not see his face clearly.

Lu Wensheng: “…” You’re trying too hard.

Lu Wensheng sighed and put away the letter. The disciples around him did not react either, as if they were used to it.

Here, the smile on Liu Jiqian's face froze in an instant, and his calm expression could no longer be maintained. Looking at the reactions of the disciples in the Discipline Hall around him, a guess immediately came to his mind.

A hint of resentment flashed across her eyes, which were always smiling. Her pupils moved slightly, and her heart was in turmoil. There was a nameless jealousy burning in her. She took a deep breath, but couldn't adjust herself, so she walked over with her lips pursed.

Lu Wensheng welcomed him into the house, and Liu Jiqian couldn't help but say.

"What happened just now?" He controlled his tone, trying to make it sound as normal as possible, but if you listened carefully, you could hear that he was trembling a little.

Liu Jiqian just felt hot and anxious, unable to control himself—Yangming didn’t agree, did he? !

(Liu Jiqian: I’m so angry. I was careless. I wonder if someone else will get there first?!)

Tang He had just finished running errands when he saw Lu Wensheng take out the letter and put it on the table, nibbling on the fruit in the fruit bowl and giving a vague explanation.

"They are just my senior brother's admirers, too many to count." He pointed at the table he was leaning against.

"Well, they're all in the drawers of this table." As he said this, he naturally stuffed the letters on the table into the drawers.

Lu Wensheng glanced at him and said, "Let's talk after we finish eating."

Liu Jiqian was so stimulated by Tang He's words and the book full of love letters that he almost exploded. He couldn't even maintain his forced smile. His face was tense and his mood was a little low - he was not angry with Lu Wensheng, he was just sulking.

"Are there any lovers? What are you going to do with these letters?"

Liu Jiqian's tone was a little hurried, and Lu Wensheng keenly felt that Liu Jiqian seemed to care a lot. He looked at Liu Jiqian's face. The other party's eyes were lowered, and his long and thick eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes. His face was tense, and there was a sense of remoteness.

"I didn't intend to marry her, so of course I rejected the letter and sent it back." Is he angry? Lu Wensheng couldn't help but chuckle.

Liu Jiqian breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened a little. But when he heard Lu Wensheng's laughter, he was surprised and turned his face away, but he was still depressed.

Lu Wensheng brought him a plate of pastries.

Liu Jiqian took a bite, but actually he couldn't even taste it. He could only vent his anger on the innocent pastry.

"acid."

Lu Wensheng: "Sour?"

Liu Jiqian repeated: "Sour."

He frowned: "Brother, don't you like light food? The cakes I picked are slightly sweet and not sour, but did you get any bad ones?"

After Lu Wensheng finished speaking, he saw that the person who had been a little cold just now suddenly smiled like a dead tree coming back to life, with bright eyes.

"Maybe I tasted it wrong. It's not sour, it's sweet."

Lu Wensheng: “???” He suddenly didn’t quite understand Liu Jiqian.

Liu Jiqian suddenly said, "I didn't do much for the breakthrough banquets in the past, but Yangming is coming this time, so I want to invite everyone I want to invite."

Lu Wensheng: "When?"

"tonight."

"Tonight?" So soon?! Why are you in such a hurry? Although Lu Wensheng was surprised, he still agreed.

Liu Jiqian wanted to take it slow, but after what happened today, he couldn't sit still any longer - if things continued to go slow, he would go crazy.