Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

That night, the moon was above the willow trees.

After settling the people in the side hall, Yan Ji'an returned to his own residence. After some tidying up, he turned around and sat cross-legged on the couch. Feeling tired, he closed his eyes and wanted to meditate and rest, but found that he could not concentrate no matter what.

There are distracting thoughts in my mind.

He was not thinking about the person who had not woken up yet in the side hall, but about Nan Fuguang's hand that was hanging by his side and hidden in his sleeve when he left Taoting today.

...I should ask again.

Yan Ji'an thought.

But then he thought that Nan Fuguang had been a loudmouth since childhood, and he rarely lied to him. If she had concealed her injury today, he should have been able to see it.

The floating clouds moved, revealing the full moon that had been briefly obscured. It was the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and moonlight poured in through the window lattice. Only the chirping of insects could be heard at night.

The Immortal's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly opened.

He sensed that someone had taken the key and entered his treasure house.

For no reason, Yan Jian'an's tense shoulders relaxed a little. He hoped that Nan Fuguang could stay in the treasure house for a while longer and pick out some things she liked.

……

As it turns out, Nan Fuguang never wants to disappoint her master.

She entered the treasury when the moon was at its zenith and stayed inside until daybreak before leaving.

Until the moment when Yan Jian felt tired and was about to rest, his thoughts had changed from "I hope she takes a few more things" to "Did she spend the whole night swearing to empty the treasure house?"

……

The next day, Yan Ji'an got the answer.

Early in the morning, when it was still dark, the inner disciple who often followed Nan Fuguang was waiting outside the Tao Pavilion.

A round-faced girl (I don't remember her name) was holding a thick scroll. When she saw Yan Ji'an, she greeted him respectfully. Then she shook the scroll in her hand, and one end of the scroll fell to the ground with a "pop", rolling and rolling until it rolled to the feet of Yunshang Immortal Venerable.

Yan Ji'an lowered his eyes and looked.

On the unfolded scroll, there was a long list of items, classified into different categories, ranging from immortal tools to magic weapons, from immortal herbs to magic tools, food, daily necessities, and clothing.

Yan Ji'an took a casual glance and saw the "Evil-Slaying and Fire-Repelling Feathered Robe", which he won 178 years ago when he went to Kunlun Hill and the Queen Mother of the West Cave and fought for several days with the leopard-tailed, tiger-toothed and human-faced goddess...
"Yu Shi Zan", 1,400 years ago, in the east of the Unclean Sea, he fought with the evil dragon that harmed the common people, destroyed its inner elixir, and pulled out its tendons and bones...
The "God-beating Whip" is three feet six inches and five points long, with twenty-one sections and eighty-four seals. It was created eight hundred and forty-seven years ago in the Pure Land on Earth, during the Ming Dynasty, on the throne of the emperor, behind a plaque...
"Fox Calling Grass", whoever gets this grass will get Qingqiu. If you eat it, you can teleport to Qingqiu from anywhere in the world. One hundred and twenty years ago, in the Qingqiu Temple...
Ok.

"What is this?" Yan Jian asked.

Taotao was holding the other end of the scroll in one hand. She was caught off guard by the question and her hand shook, causing her to almost drop the remaining half of the scroll onto the handsome face of the immortal opposite her.

She raised her elbow to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and it took her a long time to find her voice: "To answer your question, it's a list."

Unfortunately, the stiffly imposed interjections failed to make her tone truly understated.

"The rest?" Yan Jian paused, his tone becoming less smooth, "Or was it taken away?"

Taotao looked at the "treasure list" in her hand, which was longer than the coastline of the Unclean Sea, and did not dare to speak.

There was a long silence. Just when she thought that the Yuntian Sect would soon be shrouded in dark clouds, she suddenly heard Yan Jinan's calm voice from above her head, "That's good."

"..."
Taotao was sweating even more, and she felt so humble that she wanted to disappear. She squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, "It's not that good."

"?"

"Senior sister, she, um, she, um... threw them all into the Jingtan Pond under Qingyun Cliff."

As if to emphasize who "they" were, she raised her arms and held up one end of the scroll in her right hand.

Jingtan is a real deep pool. It is said to be the largest spiritual vein of Lianyun Tianzong. Therefore, in order to encourage disciples to make progress, whether it is the head of the sect or the elders and seniors of the sect, they often put the immortal tools and spiritual medicines they have refined or forged into the pool...
When the inner disciples of Yuntian Sect perform outstandingly or make meritorious contributions, they are eligible to go to Jingtan to fish for food.

It's just like the most popular card-drawing trick among ordinary people in the mortal world nowadays. When you stretch out your hand, you may pull up a magic weapon made by the elder of the weapon refining pavilion, or a dagger made by the elder of the medicine pavilion on a whim that can't even cut a crooked melon, a cracked date, or an unsharpened watermelon. It all depends on luck.

In the past, people would speak of Jingtan in a joking tone, thinking that it was just a small reward and pleasure after having done something meritorious.

……………………Today, Nan Fuguang threw in a whole bunch of treasures, any one of which could turn the three realms upside down.

The withered branch of the sacred tree is still hanging above his head. How many years has it been since the immortal cultivation world has produced a good thing that can compare with any of these magical weapons?

Taotao gritted her teeth, wondering what she had done in her previous life.
What sin had I committed to deserve being sent here in this life to inform a dragon clan (who theoretically valued treasures as their life) of such insane and awful things.

"Senior sister said that they would be used as rewards for the next inner sect disciple martial arts selection."

"..."

"The good news is that starting this morning, the enthusiasm for registration for the next martial arts competition has been unprecedentedly high."

"..."

"besides."

"besides?"

"..." Tao Tao touched the handle of the ordinary sword on her waist with shaking hands, "After throwing away the spiritual medicine, magic weapons and immortal tools... Senior Sister went to the weapon refining pavilion and received a green sword that all inner disciples have."

After Taotao finished speaking, she felt completely jealous.

In fact, Nan Fuguang not only threw things, she also said something harsh -

“'No matter how good the sword in the treasury is, it is not my Yaoguang Sword. But the Yaoguang Sword was given to me by my master, and I cherish it very much. If my master breaks the sword for others, then it has already lost its meaning of being cherished. It is just a piece of scrap copper and iron. Why should I feel sorry for it?'” This slanderous summary, which was full of sarcasm and slander, was so convoluted that even Yan Ji'an could not help but fall silent on the spot.

……

Chiri Peak, Taohua Ridge.

"You know, we disciples who are not very familiar with the Immortal Venerable usually don't see anything like human emotions in him, but I saw it today. At that time, he must have gritted his teeth and only said, 'She can still carry those things to Qingyun Cliff. It seems that her hand is fine.'"

Taotao held her face while holding the mouthpiece, trying to parrot Nan Fuguang's words word for word, telling him what happened in the morning.

As expected, the second he spoke, he received a huge eye roll and a loud "humph" from Nan Fuguang.

Certainly not directed at her.

"Tell me what you think."

"what?"

"Any random sword in the treasure house can match the power of all the sect's Qingguang swords... What do you think? Are you trying to save face by not making steamed buns?"

Nan Fuguang's eyes flickered, and he was about to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he closed his mouth again and curled his lips: "What do you care about me?"

She won't say anything she doesn't want to say, and Taotao knows that she can't be forced out.

"So what's wrong with your hand?" Taotao asked.

"I was injured when the sword was broken yesterday, but it's not serious." Nan Fuguang put his hands on his waist and said proudly, "In fact, it still hurts a lot now, but I was smart. I took a Qiankun bag from the treasure house first, stuffed all the things in it, and then took it to Qingyun Cliff to throw it away, so it didn't take much effort at all."

Tao Tao said "Oh", then her eyes widened: "Wait! What's so special about a mere Qiankun bag that it's worth putting in the Immortal's treasure house?"

"I don't know. I didn't notice it. It looks different from the ones distributed by the sect." Nan Fuguang shrugged indifferently. "Maybe there is something special inside. For example, after dripping blood to recognize the master, you can come and go freely. There is a spiritual spring in the bag or something."

"………………Then why don't you drop it?"

“That’s what I’m throwing away.”

"..."

Okay, okay, this mysterious grade Qiankun bag doesn’t matter!
Taotao dared not say anything and started counting on her fingers whether she could get a rank in the next inner sect martial arts competition... She would even be happy to get a Qiankun bag!

At this time, an outer disciple came and stood outside the door respectfully to announce that the sect leader had ordered everyone to gather at the Bone Identification Pavilion immediately.

"What are we going to do? Cleaning? Why should we go?" Nan Fuguang said angrily, "The Bone Identification Pavilion was blown up by Yan... by the Immortal Venerable and the people he brought back. Whoever did it is responsible. The Immortal Venerable is such a grown man, don't you understand this principle?"

"..."

There is no one in the world who holds a grudge more than the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect.

……

The scene in front of the Bone Identification Pavilion was just as lively as that day...
And passionate.

"Senior Sister Fu Guang!"
"What Senior Sister Fuguang? After the generous donation from Jingtan today, she is my daddy!"
"Thank you, thank you, Senior Sister! Long live the Senior Sister of Yuntian Sect. You really care about the progress of your fellow disciples. You are the best!"
"Wuwuwuwuwu, Senior Sister Ri Ri, you are here. Come quickly, this old slave will clean your shoes for you?"

Jumping down from the sword that was half suspended in the air, Taotao was drowned in the ocean of sporadic voices from the surrounding disciples greeting the eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect on the sword. She turned her head inadvertently and found that the Immortal Yunshang not far away seemed to be looking at this side as well.

With his hands casually behind his back, still wearing the same clothes he wore this morning, the last True Dragon Immortal Venerable in the Three Realms, who had just lost most of his treasure trove, seemed to be in relatively stable spirits.

Following his gaze, Taotao found that he was staring at the green sword that Nan Fuguang was putting away.

Taotao: “?”

What's so good about it? It's just the stuff that every inner disciple has. Has the Immortal Venerable never seen such junk?

Tao Tao tugged at Nan Fuguang's sleeve. Nan Fuguang had just put away his sword and was smiling elegantly as he waved and greeted his fellow apprentices, accepting their kneeling thanks. Then he turned around and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

——Nothing, a dragon whose treasure house has just been robbed is watching you.

Taotao was just about to remind Nan Fuguang that it would be better for him to be less arrogant when she felt the people around him suddenly become quiet. She looked up at her in surprise.

Nan Fuguang put away the joy he had just felt, and now he was concentrating on looking at something not far away——

As far as the eye can see, in front of the Bone Identification Pavilion, which had been restored to its original appearance at who knows when, the Immortal Master Yunshang is standing facing the wind.
instantly.
From behind the Immortal Master, a woman dressed in the inner sect female disciple's training robe carefully leaned out half of her body, whispered something to him, and then slowly stood next to him.

Her long black hair is eye-catching, and her slender figure seems as if a gust of wind can blow her away.

Nan Fuguang saw a very beautiful and lively face. She always worried that her facial features were not three-dimensional and sharp enough, and her aura was not strong enough. Maybe her jawline was not clear enough...
However, these problems did not occur in this girl.

She had washed away the shabby look she had when they first met, and even the uniform, plain training robe (which even looked a little worn) could not hide her beauty.

This was the woman Yan Ji'an brought back by chance.

No one knew what good thing Dai Yan Ji'an had done to her, but she woke up earlier than anyone expected.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Normally, Nan Fuguang would not have any strange thoughts about a beautiful woman he had only met once or twice.

The prerequisite is that this person's hand does not hang on the body of her future Taoist partner every time she appears.

(End of this chapter)