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After Fengzhangjun went out, Lian Zhuxian began to study this luxurious outfit hard.

The Land of the Five Immortals belongs to Nanzhao, so the daily clothing is naturally in Nanzhao style, with its own way of wearing.Although gold and silver jewelry is complicated, it is not troublesome to master the essentials.

As for the current Central Plains costume, although Lian Zhuxian thinks the appearance is not complicated, it may be another matter to wear everything correctly.

Without someone's guidance, he can only rely on his own imagination to make challenges: this one is worn inside that one, the rope buckle is tied from one side to the other, the middle coat is put on the bottom of the lower garment, and then this is the secret pocket...

It seems that countless rope locks are intertwined into a maze map.At the beginning of practicing Zhu Xian, I tried to understand the principle, but soon decided to give up, and turned to self-comfort: just keep the superficial normal.

Even so, it took him nearly a stick of incense to put everything on his body, and then put on the cloud boots placed by the bed, and walked out without confidence.

As soon as he got out of the moon gate, he saw Feng Zhangjun sitting on the futon in the main hall and meditating. After hearing footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards him.

Lian Zhu Xian shrank back in his heart, that feeling was a bit like being checked by a teacher for his homework.

Maybe because he thought it was a waste of words, Feng Zhangjun didn't comment, but stood up from the futon, walked in front of him, and directly adjusted it.

The belt was removed again, the outer robe was untied, and the hem of the middle coat was tucked into the lower garment.Then press the left flap over the right flap, fasten the straps, then put the robe back on, buckle the belt and adjust it to the correct direction.

Not only that, even the hair crown that Lian Zhuxian had randomly put on his head was removed, and his black hair was simply tied into a bun that is common to men from the Central Plains.

In this way, Feng Zhangjun didn't say a word the whole time, but his movements were skillful and accurate, and he was unambiguous even when he was helping Zhu Xian tie his hair.

In connection with not seeing half of the servants in Wangchenju, Feng Zhangjun must have done his daily appearance and clothing by himself, but he does not have the slightest pampering air of a nobleman.

Then again, even though Xiaohua was a prince back then, he unexpectedly knew how to take care of others.I don't know what the childhood of this little King Ning was like.

Lian Zhu Xian was in a daze, Feng Zhangjun had finished playing with him, he still didn't make any comments, and only urged him to wash up quickly.

But after a while, the two of them packed up, left Wangchenju, and headed towards the cliff where they entered and exited yesterday.

It was almost time now, and the Yuncang Peak was bustling with activity.As a result, many disciples saw a dazzling figure beside Feng Zhangjun.

I saw that the man was wearing a snow-colored gown with round collar and arrow sleeves, with several large lake-blue flowers with golden leaves scattered on top and bottom; his waist was tied with pomegranate red silk ribbons, decorated with jade plates and pearls; Tassels hang down on both sides, full of earrings.

However, even such fine clothes couldn't cover up that person's stunning face—this is a special color that has nothing to do with gender.It is as gorgeous as peaches and plums, but it also has a dignified character, which makes people admire but dare not dare to offend.

But anyone who passed by them, besides greeting Fengzhang Jun respectfully, would also secretly take a few extra glances at this noble young man.

The first glance is often amazing, the second glance is still admiring, and the third glance suddenly discovers that this person is actually the Nanzhao Poison Immortal.

Astonishment, embarrassment, embarrassment, even trance and self-doubt - Lian Zhuxian read different emotions from different people's eyes.Those Yuncang disciples who seemed to be the same all of a sudden seemed to have different personalities and became alive.

He secretly found it interesting, and couldn't help but want to see more, but Feng Zhangjun waved away the people who had gathered; he even quickened his pace, leading Lian Zhu Xian to take a shortcut that was rarely seen.

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The distance from Yuncang to Xixianyuan is longer than that of Five Immortals.Fortunately, thanks to yesterday's back and forth, Lian Zhu Xian's fear of heights has been cured for the most part, and he no longer clings to Fat He's neck so tightly that he cannot move.

After flying in the air for nearly an hour, the two began to descend slowly from the clouds.

They set off from the heights of Yuncang's peaks, and at this moment, the destination under their feet is still the endless mountains.

However, the same mountains, the mountains of Yuncang are steep and solemn, and the mountains of Nanzhao are lush and colorful.As for the mountain range right now, it should be described as "beautiful".

I can see the distant mountains undulating gently like waves; thousands of green bamboos are clustered on the nearby hills, and the breeze blows through, stirring up an emerald sea.

Feng Zhangjun chose to land on an open and soft slope in the middle of the bamboo forest. As soon as he landed, he turned to look at Lian Zhuxian: "How about it, take a break."

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Lian Zhuxian shook his head, his eyes suddenly fixed on a certain point in front of him, "Wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go."

Before Feng Zhangjun agreed, he ran out in three steps at a time, but he got into a low bush in the bamboo forest and picked a few fruits.

"This kind of fruit is often found in the forests of Nanzhao. If we see it when we are patrolling the mountains, we will pick it." Lian Zhu Xian walked back, distributed a few fruits to Feng Zhangjun, and pinched them himself Open one, put it in your mouth and suck it carefully, "...the one here is also very sweet."

Feng Zhangjun looked down at this fig-like thing, and he had no appetite, so he asked, "You Five Immortals, do you need daily food?"

"It's not a need, but a want." Lian Zhuxian corrected his words, "We have a saying in Nanzhao: 'Eating is a blessing. , and will not deliberately avoid eating. Anyway, no matter how bigu we try, we will not be able to become immortals."

As he spoke, he had already swallowed all those few fruits nimbly, and he started thinking about those few fruits in Feng Zhangjun's hand.

"I also have a saying." Fengzhang Jun took his eyes away from Lian Zhuxian's rosy lips, and silently put the fruits in his bag.

"What common saying?" Seeing that he didn't intend to return the fruit to him, Lian Zhuxian asked while wiping his mouth with a piece of bamboo leaf.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhangjun said: "Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince."

"Huh?!" Lian Zhuxian was stunned for a moment before remembering that he was still wearing his Little Ning King's python robe, and immediately rolled up his sleeves: "I don't look like you, at worst I take it off and return it to you!"

But Feng Zhangjun had already turned around with his hands behind his back, and walked briskly towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

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The two walked through the vast bamboo sea one by one, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, Lian Zhuxian suddenly heard a faint voice in front of him.

"It's almost here." Feng Zhangjun reminded, "Whoever it is, don't talk for a while, just leave it to me."

Lian Zhuxian nodded, and the two followed the sound and continued to walk forward.The bamboo sea quickly became sparse, and some particularly eye-catching things came into view.

It was a few apricot-colored tents, set up in the open space at the end of the bamboo forest.Beside the tent stood several men and women with faces from the Central Plains, all dressed in apricot yellow suits, looking refreshed and neat.

Lian Zhu Xian remembered what Feng Zhangjun said about Xixianyuan before: "These are not people from Xixianyuan, are they? There are only witches in Xixianyuan."

"They are Dongxianyuan." Feng Zhangjun explained, "For thousands of years, they have been protecting the sect of Xixianyuan witches as their mission."

Dongxianyuan and Xixianyuan are not only one word apart, the positions of the two sects are also very close.The witches of Xixianyuan are specialized in performing sacrifices to dancers, and they are basically powerless to restrain chickens.If you need to go out on weekdays, Dong Xianyuan will come forward to protect you.

However, apart from performing tasks, the people of Dongxianyuan will never take the initiative to approach the witches of Xixianyuan-the laws of the cultivation world strictly forbid anyone to have unreasonable thoughts about witches. It is absolutely impossible to go beyond the threshold.

At this moment, a large number of people from East Immortal Origin appeared at the entrance of West Immortal Origin, presumably something difficult must have happened.

While thinking about it, Feng Zhangjun had brought Lian Zhuxian to the tent.

Those Dongxianyuan disciples first saw the Yuebai magic robe from a distance, and they turned around to remind each other, and when they saw clearly that the person who came was Yuncang's first Feng Zhangjun, they rushed forward to greet him.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Feng Zhangjun introduced Lian Zhuxian to them, but he didn't mention the Five Immortals Sect, and only said that he was his best friend who was born in a family of immortals in the southwest.

Seeing Zhu Xian's handsome appearance, luxurious clothes, and the fact that he is the first friend of Yuncang Peak, everyone in Dongxianyuan respected him one by one.Lian Zhu Xian is naturally well-mannered, but he is worthy of the fancy dress he wears.

The leading brother on Dongxianyuan's side was named Zuo Yanye, a straightforward person, and asked Feng Zhangjun directly why he came in person.Feng Zhangjun didn't mention the matter of Huaiyuan and Neidan, he only said that he heard some rumors at the ceremony the day before yesterday, and it happened that a friend also mentioned this matter, so he came to see it on a whim.

After finishing speaking, he asked Zuo Yanye what happened.

I saw that Zuo Yanye showed a distressed look: "To be honest, Zuo is also obeying orders. The superior originally asked us to guard outside Xixianyuan, no one will be allowed in, and no news can be leaked. But I think that since It is the famous Feng Zhangjun, so there should be an exception."

This man knows how to be flexible - Lian Zhu Xian silently gave Brother Zuo a good review in his heart.

Feng Zhangjun thanked Zuo Yanye for his trust in him, and asked him to explain the matter briefly.Seeing Zuo Yanye's serious face, he took a deep breath before he could speak.

The matter started the day before yesterday, which was also the day before Yun Cangyu Qingzhen King became a saint.On that day, a group of disciples from Dongxianyuan was ordered to escort the witches from Xixianyuan to Yuncang Peak to attend the ceremony. However, when the agreed time came, the witches still did not arrive.So this team of disciples went to Xixianyuan to search for people after reporting. How did they know that even they had disappeared after more than ten hours.

Afterwards, Dong Xianyuan sent out several more disciples one after another, but in the end only one of them reluctantly returned with a severely injured attitude, and that person only mumbled a word before falling unconscious.

"The disciple said: 'The witches are all asleep'."

Zuo Yanye who said these words had a serious expression, obviously not joking: "Not only that, this kind of drowsiness is contagious, it's really weird."

"Contagion?" Lian Zhu Xian asked, "What do you mean?"

Zuo Yanye made eye contact with several disciples, quickly reached an agreement, and led the two of them to the apricot-yellow tent together.

"You can just stand where you are, please don't get close." After telling these words, Zuo Yanye lifted the curtain of the tent.

I saw a lot of straw mats scattered on the ground of the huge tent, all of which were Dongxianyuan disciples in yellow clothes.

Zuo Yanye explained that the disciple who came out of Xixianyuan fell asleep after saying a word.The female disciple who was in charge of taking care of him also lost consciousness not long after.Then the brothers who took care of them were also recruited one after another... Later, everyone managed to sum up a set of rules: Never approach these comatose people alone, but if there are many people and there is a long enough distance, they will be relatively close. Safety.

"Is it because the more people there are, the more powerful their practice is, and the more they can resist evil spells?" Lian Zhu Xian made a reasonable guess, "So, the more people have high morals, the more they can resist this kind of drowsiness With the power, it is even possible to figure out what happened in Xixianyuan?"

"As expected of Feng Zhangjun's fellow Taoist, he is really smart! Hey, why didn't we think of that?!" Zuo Yanye exclaimed again and again, attracting the applause from the brothers around him.

Lian Zhuxian understood that Zuo Yanye was trying to persuade Feng Zhangjun to find the way for them to go to Xixianyuan.This group of minions also watched outside Xixianyuan for two days and three nights, and it's not a problem to waste it. If Feng Zhangjun can solve the problem for them, it will be great.If even the majestic Feng Zhangjun can't handle it, then they don't have to guard - it's a serious matter to go back to the mountain early to find their boss to hold a comprehension conference.

The flower protector of Dongxianyuan is a bit of a thief.

The author has something to say: Disciple A: Have you seen it?Today, the first seat brought a big beauty to Yuncang! ! !

Disciple B: I see!The first one seems to be very nervous about that beauty, she won't let us take a second look.Could it be that the relationship is unusual?

Disciple C: Your size is not average!Can't you see it's a man?It is the protector of the Five Poison Sect yesterday!

Disciple A: Poison Immortal? !Isn't he from Nanzhao?How do you dress like that?

Disciple C: I heard that the Poison Immortal is wearing Feng Zhangjun's clothes!

Disciple B: What's the situation?Our cleanliness is so obsessed with not letting the number one beauty in the Central Plains touch his sleeves, would he lend his clothes to others?

Disciple A: To be fair, even if it is a man, I don’t mind his gender if he looks like that.I just don't know if I still have that chance...

Feng Zhangjun: No chance!You guys, talk about other people's rights and wrongs, and go to the back of the mountain to carry water and run ten laps now!

Lian Zhuxian: Hehe, what is the allusion to the number one beauty in the Central Plains?