Chapter 24 Shihua's Surprise

The gray sky outside the window did not know when it still began to drizzle, which blurred the eyes looking out of the window.

Boom!

"Master, something happened again."

The sudden sound from outside the door was like a muffled thunder, and after rushing into the room, the lively atmosphere disappeared. Yang Zongxian had brought the wine glass in his hand to his mouth, he hesitated for a while, as if he was deciding whether to drink it, or whether to put it down or not.

"Sovereign Wen, tell your servants to do what you want to eat. I invite you. Lele, accompany Sect Master Wen for two glasses of wine. I have something to do and I have to leave first."

Yang Zongxian put down the wine glass, he didn't feel sad when the wine he was crazy about just now spilled out, he stood up and left the room without stopping.

Yang Lele nodded, and after seeing his father out, there was a ray of doubt on his face. Going back to the room, I really wanted to drink two glasses with Wen Ping, but my mind wandered, and I didn't even notice that the wine in the glass was spilled on the table.

It is very rare for a cultivator at the fifth level of body refining to be so dull, like a unconscious vegetative.

"Lele, what's the matter?"

Wen Ping couldn't help asking curiously.

Yang Lele suddenly came back to his senses, and Wen Ping pulled him out of his fugue, and responded thoughtfully, but his voice was very slow. He spit out one word at a time, and the last few words suddenly accelerated again.

"I've never seen my father like this. Is something serious going on?"

"If you are worried, you can go back and have a look."

"But this..."

Wen Ping interrupted him, "It's getting late, I have to go too."

"Okay, suzerain, I'll see you off."

Yang Lele immediately put down the wine glass, stood up and picked up a jade bottle again from the ancient rack, which was exactly the same style as the wine that Yang Zongxian brought out just now, then walked up to Wen Ping and handed it over with both hands. Wen Ping didn't take it, but Yun Liao started it first up.

"Since it's Patriarch Yang's kind intention, Yun will be disrespectful. This bottle of wine is your apology fee."

Wen Ping watched Yun Liao leave the house with the wine, and smiled helplessly. This guy eats and drinks, and he really doesn't regard himself as an outsider. Following that, he also walked out of the room, walked down the corridor and down the stairs to the door of Baifeng Tower.

At this time, Shihua and the other four also came out of the house. Just as they reached the corner of the stairs, they looked down and saw Wen Ping who had just descended to the first floor.

The girl whose nickname was Ye Zi focused her attention, squinted at Yun Liao, and then saw Wen Ping walking behind him.

"Well, Shihua, aren't they your friends?"

Shihua immediately looked down and found Wen Ping and the other two in the crowd, and couldn't help murmuring, "So they haven't left yet."

At first she thought that Wen Ping and Wen Ping had already left. After all, they were too embarrassed to move their chopsticks when they sat there, and they would not return for an hour after they left. It takes an hour for anyone to go to the toilet, even if they fall in, it takes an hour to get up. In fact, it's fine to leave, she didn't want to go and chase them back, it's awkward for the two of them to sit here, after all, they are all backers of the Mountain Sect.

Xiaoye suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "They won't be waiting for you down there all the time?"

"ah?"

When Shihua heard this, she didn't show any expression.

When walking down the building, I felt a little weird.

If it was noon, Wen Ping and others would have waited, which was what he should have done. After all, she had spared no effort to help with the promotion of the Hundred Sects Alliance. The relationship between the two is not so good, and it is already doing the best of humanity for this sake.

And he made himself wait too.

But now it's different, Wen Ping has been standing waiting for him at the entrance of the Baifenglou where the wine and meat are fragrant, and she can't see that she can't eat, which makes her feel a little guilty.

When she was going to stop the two of them going out, Wen Ping and Yun Liao had already left Baifeng Tower.

"Forget it, leave as soon as you leave, just pay back my favor for helping him this time." Shihua murmured silently in her heart.

After the three of them went downstairs, they were slowly pushed to the door of Baifeng Tower by the crowd, and stood there looking up at the sky.

The misty drizzle brought a unique feeling to Cangwu City. In the mist, although you can't see things that you can see normally, it gives people a mysterious beauty. The green smoke curled up in the air, adding a special touch.

Just at this time, Xiaoye called out, "Shihua, your two friends got into the carriage, tell them to take us too."

"Why!"

"Pause."

A girl even ran two steps forward, trying to stop the carriage Wen Ping was sitting in, but was blocked by the stagnant water under her feet.

"Stop shouting, even if you belong to the backer sect, no matter how beautiful you are, you won't be able to get in that carriage."

Suddenly, someone beside him sneered and spoke to the four of them.

Xiaoye immediately turned around.

"What's the meaning?"

One is to ask the other party why they said that.

The second is to ask the other party why he dared to speak to him like this.

"Cut, you disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect must not know about your daily practice. The carriage is exclusive to the young master of the Yang family. Yang Lele is a genius who has already achieved the fifth level of physical training at the age of 15. Even the elders of the Backing Mountain Sect refused to come to accept disciples in person. Don't worry." Say you three."

"It's no wonder I believe you, I just fell in with a disciple of the Immortal Sect." Xiaoye glared sullenly at the person beside her, then moved to one side, and told the other person with actions, you are disgusting!

The man glanced at the empty space beside him, smiled faintly, and said, "What a master who doesn't know anything, Yang Lele is now a member of the Immortal Sect, and the person who just got into the carriage is the Young Sect Master of the Immortal Sect."

"Who are you lying to?"

"believe it or not."

Shihua stared blankly at the receding carriage in the rainy night, with a strange look on her face.

Then I recalled what Wen Ping said that day, "I just accepted a monk who was at the 13th level of body training as an elder, and by the way, I also took in a disciple. He was young, 15 years old, and barely reached the 5th level of body training."

This was what Wen Ping said that day, and it seemed like a joke.

Listening to the people around me now, although what he said does not necessarily mean it is true, but it is also true or false.

Could it be that the Immortal Sect is really different?

At this moment, someone beside him once again echoed Xiaoye's words, "Okay, little girl, don't believe him, the young master of the Immortal Sect entered the Tianzi room on the third floor today, and there is no one in that place. Anyone can go in."

This sentence surprised Shi Hua.

If that person's words just now were not enough to change his view of Wen Ping, what this person said now made her completely change her view of Wen Ping.

Tianzi room on the third floor!

Baifenglou, the house that the head of the Yang family built for himself.

Except for the city lord, the lord of the Backing Mountain Sect and the 13th-level elders of the five major body-training sects who can be invited in on weekdays, I have never heard of anyone being invited into that room at other times.

It is so special that everyone in Cangwu City remembers it!

Could it be that the current Immortal Sect is really different, to the point where even the Patriarch of the Yang family is graciously entertaining him?