klisemfg Chapter 422: First Meeting with Long Yanran
Chapter 422: First Meeting with Long Yanran
Bai Lan followed him, secretly asking Elder Fu: "Elder Fu, are you sure you can protect me from Master Fu Guang?"
"Heh, a mere rank eight transformed monster, I can't beat it, but saving your life is as easy as pie." Elder Fu spoke confidently, and then he hissed, "That's not right, it's ok to be wary of those Nascent Soul cultivators of the demonic path, but why are you so wary of the righteous ancestors of your own sect? Fu Guang has no killing intention towards you."
"Caution is the boat."
Having said that, compared to the general environment of the evil path, Bai Lan still prefers the righteous sects.
Just like myself.
With such a fast advancement speed, as long as her excuses are reasonable, even if the powerful monks in the sect are surprised, they will not have any further thoughts, and even if they do have thoughts, they will not show them openly.
If it were a demon sect, it would not be certain. Today, she returned to the sect with the cultivation level of Jindan. Then the demon Yuanying ancestor would be able to capture her openly and slice her into pieces for research, then search all the storage bags on her body and finally take her soul and lock her spirit to force her to use him.
Therefore, it is enough for Qingyuan Sect to have her as the only one who is like the devil, and it is better for the others to be more righteous.
"Are you the current leader of the Yuling Sect?" When they arrived at a secluded place, Master Fuguang went straight to the point without any polite words, which made Bai Lan silent.
After saving the file, Bai Lan pretended to be dumb and asked, "What sect?"
"You don't have to play dumb with me. I am from the same clan as Senior Wan Ze. He told me about you and asked me to take good care of you in the sect, lest the flame of Yuling Sect just rising be extinguished in the world of cultivation." Fu Guang finished speaking, his tone was much relieved: "Fortunately, you are not as troublesome as I thought, and your cultivation progress is so rapid, it seems that you don't need my care anymore."
Wan Ze? Could it be the name of the ninth-level old turtle? He was quite nice. Before he left, he even asked Fu Guang, who was also a turtle, to look after her. But I was the one who was only thinking about using him. Sigh, my conscience hurt for a second.
Bai Lan was surprised, as if he had no idea of Fu Guang's true identity: "Old Ancestor, you are actually from the same tribe as Senior Wan Ze? But that Senior Xuanwu is clearly from the Beast Tribe, could it be that you are also..."
"You did it on purpose." Old Fu said, "You knew she was a tortoise who had hidden her identity, but you still had to pretend to be innocent..."
"......" Fu Guang frowned, but did not explain what Bai Lan asked. He just handed over a storage bag and said in a deep voice: "This storage bag was given to you by Senior Wan Ze. Keep it."
"Thank you, senior!" Bai Lan took the storage bag and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Few cultivators would directly give her a storage bag, and this ninth-rank old turtle was one of them. Bai Lan decided not to kill turtles anymore in the cultivation world. Among all the monsters, turtles were obviously the kindest!
Watching Master Fuguang leave, perhaps it was her illusion. After she deliberately exposed the other party's beastman identity, her back also added a sense of fleeing in despair... Do these Yuanying masters have a habit of hiding their identities? One likes to pretend to be a Qi-refining junior guarding the library, and the other likes to pretend to be a human cultivator. Only herself, who loves spirit stones, went back to collect the salary of Qingyuan Sect for the past few months, and returned to her own courtyard in the astonished eyes of the disciples of Qingyuan Sect.
Fortunately, Nan Xianzhi and Qi Xiaoru were gone, Bai Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the old man set up a ban, and then flashed into the void stone. Because Li Xunxian had brought back the children in the Qi Refining Stage that she had recruited in the mortal world, those mortal children who had never been to the cultivation world naturally would not question whether the Yuling Sect was a regular sect of cultivation, and they did not hesitate at all when handing over their souls. At this moment, the system and the spirit of the weapon were reading the sect rules in the hall. Everything was so beautiful and natural. Bai Lan inspected it and was very satisfied.
"Master, we have almost finished the work. This is Long Yanran, the one you have been thinking about all the time." After the inspection, Li Xunxian pointed at the red-eyed girl behind him and said, "This girl is kind-hearted, totally different from Aotian. She has been thinking about her mother at home these days. I can't persuade her, so I will leave her to you... By the way, do you still count what you promised me before?"
Bai Lan nodded perfunctorily, walked around Li Xunxian, then frowned and looked at the girl in front of her. In her memory, Long Yanran's mother passed away when Long Aotian brought her into the world of cultivation. But now that Long Aotian was gone, and she had intervened early, Long Yanran's mother not only did not pass away, but she became healthier after leaving the Long family. It was reasonable for the child to miss home.
Long Yanran was a beautiful girl with round eyes and a round face. She looked very cute when she blinked. Generally speaking, beautiful women like this were indeed Long Aotian's favorite, and he was not very picky.
But once they enter the Void Stone, they are hers from now on. She values the qualifications of her subordinates more. How can she help the Yuling Sect develop in the future if they are not determined?
Bai Lan's expression suddenly became serious. He stood with his hands behind his back and spoke in a deep voice: "The life of a mortal is so short. It's only a hundred years. How many people can you get to know? Parents, relatives, close friends and relatives? If someone passes away due to life span, ask yourself, will you feel sad and regretful for them?"
Long Yanran was frightened by Bai Lan's powerful aura and stammered, "Of course, I, I can't imagine my mother leaving me one day..."
"The pain of separation experienced over a few decades is not enough to break a person's will, but what if it lasts for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years? People you knew passed away one after another, and you were the only one left in the world. How would you cope with it then?"
What's worse, for example, Bai Ling and Long Aotian, these two men who knew each other well, Bai Lan couldn't even name all the dishes. Although these two were the children of destiny, they were eventually destroyed because of the countless concubines who could not ascend to heaven with them. This was not a sign of weak will. Their lives were too smooth. I'm afraid the character of these two is not even as good as that of Old Fu.
The existence of a mother naturally cannot be equated with those male and female concubines in the harem, but the facts will not change.
Perhaps now Long Yanran would be sad that she would be separated from her biological mother and far away from the place where she grew up.
A hundred years later, or even a thousand years later, this emotion will gradually fade away, leaving only a few memories.
This is exactly why most monks are indifferent to family ties. Compared to ordinary people who care about offspring and inheritance, they care more about longevity.
Long Yanran had obviously never thought about this question before. Was it so painful to cultivate immortality? She originally thought it was a good thing with no harm.
Bai Lan sighed: "If we were both cultivators, we would have the hope of practicing together and seeking immortality together, but it is difficult for mortals to break through the shackles of life span in their entire lives. The path is ruthless, and there is always a difference between immortals and mortals."
Bai Lan, an eyewitness, has the most say on this point.
After being an emperor in the mortal world for a hundred years, looking back at the world of cultivation, it was just the time for a longevity fruit tree to bloom and fall, and for a Nascent Soul cultivator to go into seclusion.
The complicated memories in my mind of fighting everywhere after the uprising, building a capital, and achieving success in both literature and martial arts are just a drop in the ocean in the long and distant memory of the immortal cultivators.
"How come you sound like the old demon Qianjizi? You are so young, but you speak like a Yuanying old demon." Li Xunxian shook his head and sighed, "How cold and heartless."
Perhaps it was because when Bai Lan's cultivation was still low in the past, he would often go back and read the files to imitate the demeanor of those Yuanying Zhenjun in order to deceive people, and his posture as a powerful person had become ingrained in him. Now that he has truly become a Jindan powerful person, his behavior and manners when he acts are more like those of a Yuanying cultivator.
"Pay attention to your words. This sect leader is a cultivator who looks like a Nascent Soul cultivator. I am also a True Lord of the Righteous Path, not an old demon of the Evil Path." Bai Lan said, and then looked at Li Xunxian: "Don't slander this sect leader."