Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 141 Little Fan, Feng Xingtong

"I've said you have the temperament of an immortal, and you have a true and complete nature." Yan Huan simply followed what he had said before and made up a few words to get by.

Chen Zongci quite agreed with the words of the founder of the sect, and was very happy with these two short sentences.

Lu Linglong and Feng Xingtong on the side pursed their lips quietly.

The word "quanxing" can easily arouse suspicion once it comes out of your mouth, and it is really not a good word to praise people.

However, from the old man's carefree and open smile, Yan Huan knew that Quan Xing was a compliment here and the old man would be extremely happy. This was the temperament of the head of Quanzhen Longmen. The fault was with those people who went astray, not these two words.

Who wouldn’t want to truly achieve “full authenticity”?

Those standing in front of the hall were all familiar to Yan Huan, so it was natural for them to introduce themselves to each other. After a few simple words, the matter returned to the matter of the "fire monkey".

Many wizards had come to deal with the fire monkeys before, and Baiyun Temple integrated some of the information from the investigation.

After listening to what Master Chen said, Yan Huan realized that the seriousness of the situation was far beyond his imagination.

First, the production of fire monkeys is not unique to Liulichang. All the local fire temples, big and small, are continuously producing fire monkeys. The Shichahai Fire Temple, which is the most popular place for offerings, will probably fall sooner or later.

Baiyun Temple was not the only Taoist temple that suffered persecution in the capital.

Small temples and monasteries such as Guangji Temple, Taoyuan Temple, and Zhenlong Temple do not have sufficient means to deal with the fire monkeys, and some have been forced to close.

In addition, the fire monkey is neither a spirit nor a ghost, but a ball of ordinary fire. The person who controls it from behind is always hiding in the dark. The enemy is in the light while we are in the dark, and the situation has reached a point where we are at a loss.

"Have the priests of the Fire God Temples in various places, as well as the leaders of the management committees behind them, ever conducted a thorough inspection of these matters?" Yan Huan asked.

What he can think of, these seniors who have lived for more than a hundred years can naturally think of as well.

Lu Jin sighed and shook his hand.

"You've got the point. We've investigated the management committees behind several Fire God Temples, and they all seem to be related to a man named Yan Li."

"This isn't the most ridiculous thing. What's even more ridiculous is that there is a person named Yan Xiao who is a cadre of the Religious Affairs Bureau."

Mr. Lu raised his hand and pointed to the northwest. "As you know, we, the aliens, are not even worth a fart over there."

Yan Huan looked towards the sky in the direction of his finger.

"Well, this... is indeed difficult to deal with!"

The social circle of this fire spirit Youguang is quite wide.

Yan Huan thought about it and decided that it was fortunate that it was 2014 now.

The Ethnic Affairs Bureau has not yet been incorporated into the United Front Work Department to implement registered management, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with.

"It can't be done. I've already notified the company to coordinate the handling of the matter." Lu Jin curled his lips and turned to look at the old Taoist priest.

"If you can't do it, then don't do it. Come with me to the back to have some tea!" Chen Zongci was very casual. He patted Old Lu on the shoulder and invited him to go into the hall.

"You youngsters are having a conversation. Linglong Xingyang, please take good care of the little guests."

After the old abbot finished speaking, he left with Lu Jin.

Yan Huan watched the two of them go away and sighed heavily.

In his opinion, Baiyun Temple's forbearance and avoidance was really a helpless move. When it comes to matters at the national level, any sect seems to be unable to cope with it.

What's more, the Longmen Sect is a branch of the Quanzhen Sect, and it was brought to such a turmoil that it caused unrest among the entire clan, not to mention some small temples and monasteries that survived in the cracks.

"Grandpa and the head teacher have gone to have tea, so let's go to the backyard!" Lu Linglong suggested, taking a step forward and leading the way.

The backyard of Baiyun Temple is a quiet and elegant garden, named Yunji Garden, and is known as the "Little Penglai". It is composed of three courtyards connected by winding corridors and surrounded by rockery. It is a lush and green scene in late autumn and early winter.

The center of the garden is the Jietai and Yunji Mountain House.

The ordination platform is the altar for imparting the "Three Great Ordination" of Quanzhen, and the Yunji Mountain House is the place where the Taoist monks in the temple preach to the disciples who are receiving the ordination.

When they reached Youhe Pavilion, Lu Linglong clapped her hands and said stupidly, "I was reckless last night. I really don't know what's going on behind the scenes."

"But no matter who it is, no one would think that way, right?" "The enemy is indeed cunning this time." Yan Huan said, his eyes unconsciously looking towards the lush greenery in the courtyard.

I wonder if the plants here have listened to too many lectures and sermons, but they actually look so lively.

Feng Xingtong, as a sorcerer, should have known the mysteries of this place, but this boy stared at Yan Huan intently, without moving his eyes away for a moment.

Yan Huan turned around in confusion, "Xingtong, there shouldn't be anything on my face, right?"

"Ah... no, no!" Feng Xingtong realized the mistake and immediately waved his hand to reject it.

After laughing for a while, he said frankly, "Brother Huan, to be honest, I am your fan."

Ugh?
Yan Huan's face was full of confusion.

Feng Xingtong explained, "The management in the alien network is a bit strict, but in reality it is no different from the outside world. For example, Linglong is also quite famous and is known as the 'Ice and Snow Goddess'!"

"Brother Huan is now a celebrity, so he naturally has fans. Although most of them are female, there are also sorcerers like me who admire his name."

Feng Xingtong clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

"Mr. Shui Jing! The former wizard king! Needless to say, what this means to wizards. Xingtong believes that he knows all the strange sects in the world and all the masters in their sects, but he knew nothing before Brother Huan came into the world. A genius suddenly appeared in the world. Is there anything more exciting than this?"

"And there's the elf on Brother Huan's back. I really want to take a look!"

"Ah, ah!" Yan Huan and Lu Linglong both gasped and covered their faces in surprise.

"Don't... don't say that."

Feng Xingtong smiled gently, "A great wizard like Brother Huan must cultivate beautiful and powerful elves."

Yan Huan felt calm after hearing the previous compliments, but after Feng Xingtong finished speaking, a switch in his heart seemed to be turned on.

"That's not true. After all, it's my elf."

"Then Brother Huan, please help me take a look at these." Feng Xingtong spread out his palms, and black air floated slowly.

After a moment, a bird with red eyes and black feathers flew onto his shoulder.

It was the spirit of a crow, with smooth, shiny feathers, and it looked full of energy when its head was raised. Yan Huan knew at once that it had been well nurtured and cared for.

Immediately afterwards, another ball of black air and an imposing wolf spirit jumped out. Like the crow, it also looked in full condition.

In terms of attitude towards elves, the gentle and docile Feng Xingtong is actually not much different from Yan Huan.

"You've put in a lot of effort, Xingtong. They are two pretty good elves."

"Hehe~" Feng Xingtong scratched his head with a silly smile. He felt indescribably happy to be praised like this.

"Then let me show you this one of mine." Yan Huan's mind moved, and Zhengyang jumped from behind to in front of him and stopped at his palm.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Feng Xingtong's eyes widened and she saw the little weasel's round and bright eyes, as dazzling as black gems, revealing a sense of alertness and vigilance in its agility.

Its small ears are always erect, its fur is golden and shiny, and when it moves it looks like golden lightning.

"Brother Huan, your elf is simply amazing!"

"Not only that, let me show you another fox spirit." Yan Huan raised his head high, and Bai Ling poked his head out from his chest.

Feng Xingtong couldn't find any other words to describe her except cute and charming.

"And more, and more, this is so great, so great, I've never seen such a great elf!"

Yan Huan took the two little guys in and gestured to stop.

The rest, I dare not show to others easily.

It’s not that I’m afraid, I’m just worried that Feng Xingtong can’t bear it.

(End of this chapter)