Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

In the evening of the next day, Wan Xiaomen and his party arrived at Duobao Mountain.

Not only Chen Kui and Xu Wuwei came, but also Xu Kui's junior uncle and senior brother.

Wen Xinze received them in the living room at the hanging door.

After Chen Kui briefly introduced his junior uncle and senior brother, he explained: "My junior senior uncle and senior senior brother happened to be free, so they came with us. Excuse me."

"Don't bother, you are welcome to come to our Xuanqimen anytime you want." After Wen Xinze finished speaking, he told the four of Wanxiaomen about the signal tower, "We have encountered a bottleneck in formations now, and Wanxiaomen is good at formations , I don’t know if I can help you take a look—of course, I won’t ask you to help in vain, and the payment is negotiable.”

"It sounds like the required formation is quite complicated, but you are lucky, Head Wen—" Chen Kui grinned, "Our little uncle is one of the five formations recognized by the cultivation world."

Wen Xinze looked at Chen Kui and his junior uncle in surprise.

Chen Kui and the others' little uncle looked like a ten-year-old boy, even with a serious expression on his face, he still looked younger than Zhou Hu.

Of course, Wen Xinze knew that in the realm of comprehension, age cannot be judged by appearance, monks who enter the Tao early and rise quickly will indeed maintain their appearance in their infancy.However, if you know it, you know it. When you can't see through the opponent's cultivation, it is easy to have preconceived ideas based on appearance.

"The magic weapon of the signal tower sounds very interesting. I will help with this. I will talk about the reward later, and I will go to see the situation first." Chen Kui and his little uncle jumped off their chairs and said to Chen Kui, "You three Come with me too."

Chen Kui and the others, this little uncle, had an old-fashioned expression on their faces, but they never expected to be impatient.

"I'll show you the way." Wen Xinze got up and said.

"Hey, head Wen, just find someone to lead us." Xu Wuwei stopped Wen Xinze, took out a letter from his arms and stuffed it to him, "This is the letter that the Xingxiangmen asked us to bring to Master Chengjun. , please pass it on to me, I will go to see the signal tower with my little uncle first."

Wen Xinze called Zhou Hu and Zhou Yan to lead the Wanxiaomen and the others, while he took the letter to find Chengjun himself.

In the pavilion on the second floor of the palace, Cheng Jun poured spiritual liquid on Wen Xinze's Breitling grass.He cared more about these Breitling grasses than Wen Xinze himself.

When Wen Xinze came to find him, Cheng Jun was holding a spiritual herb planted in a small flower pot to study.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Xinze walked into the pavilion and asked strangely.

"When will these spiritual herbs produce spiritual wisdom?"

"Well, it shouldn't be possible in the near future—I don't feel any spiritual grass showing signs of giving birth to spiritual wisdom."

"Why so slow?"

"Things without thoughts are difficult to open up spiritual wisdom."

"You said that if I find some spiritual dew for them to water, will it make them open up their spiritual wisdom earlier?"

"The spiritual dew can only be better at their growth rate, and it depends on the chance to open up the spiritual wisdom." Wen Xinze reached out to take the pot of spiritual grass in Chengjun's hand, and put the letter in his hand with his backhand, "Xingxiangmen Ask Chen Kui and the others to send you the letter."

Cheng Jun turned the letter over, erased the restraint on the seal, took out the letter paper, and opened the letter for inspection.

"The school of Xingxiangmen sounds familiar to me..." Wen Xinze held the small flower pot and lowered his eyes in thought.

"Back then, I took you to the Xingxiang Gate to deduce the chance."

When Cheng Jun said that, Wen Xinze probably remembered it.

Back then, he was possessed by the Emperor Ebony, and his consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.He didn't have much impression of the people from the Xingxiangmen, but in order to successfully forge him into a weapon spirit, Chengjun went to the Xingxiangmen to help deduce this matter, but he knew it.

Because of this matter, Cheng Jun also owed Xingxiangmen a favor.At that time, Xingxiangmen asked Chengjun to help them unconditionally if necessary, and it was counted as repaying the favor.

"What was written in the letter?" Wen Xinze guessed that the letter from Xingxiangmen this time was probably for the favor of that year.

"The elder brother who is currently the head of the Xingxiang Sect is going to cross the catastrophe, so let me go over and help protect the law."

"Is it still the favor of the past?"

"That's right." Cheng Jun closed the letter paper, stretched out his hand and gently pulled the leaves of the pot of spirit grass in Wen Xinze's arms, "It's not too much to ask."

"I'll go with you."

It is because of him that Cheng Jun owes the favor to Xingxiangmen, and it is only reasonable that he should repay the favor.However, with his cultivation base, he might not be able to protect the cultivator who crossed the catastrophe under the catastrophe, so he can only follow him first to see if there is anything he can help.

"Then together, the Xingxiang Gate is indeed a good tourist attraction."

"I'm not traveling."

"Huh? That's why you can't bear to bear me?"

"Not at all."

Wen Xinze entrusted the spiritual grass to Zhou Yan and Jing Ming to take care of it, and set off for the Xingxiang Gate with Cheng Jun the next day.

The Xingxiang Gate is located in the northernmost sea area of ​​Nanchi Continent. There is a tiny island in the sea area. On the island there is a lone peak that soars into the sky.

Probably due to the limited area of ​​the peak, in order to build more houses, the houses of Xingxiangmen’s Martial Arts Villa are spread out layer by layer. From a distance, it looks like a tree crown hidden in the clouds.

Although the shape is unique, it still looks good. No wonder Cheng Jun said that the Xingxiang Gate is worth seeing.

"Huh? I said that Xingxiangmen is a tourist attraction, but I don't mean that their houses are well-built." Cheng Jun corrected the direction of the black carp and let it fly towards the welcoming platform of Xingxiangmen.

"What does that mean?"

"You'll find out in the evening."

Just as Wen Xinze was about to ask, the black carp shook slightly, but landed on the reception desk.

Wen Xinze followed Cheng Jun off the black carp, and saw a bright-looking woman in a blue and white skirt, leading several teenagers and girls, walking towards her.

"Master Chengjun, long time no see." The woman in the blue and white skirt asked Chengjun if she was okay, and turned her head to look at Wen Xinze.

"I'm Wen Xinze, the head of the Xuanqi Sect, and I'm also the piece of Emperor Wumu that you helped deduce the chance back then."

"No wonder I calculated early this morning that an unexpected old friend came to visit." After the woman finished speaking, she introduced herself, "I am the head of the Xingxiang Sect, Lan Huiyin."

Wen Xinze looked at Lan Huiyin, and was about to say something polite to her, but Cheng Jun who was beside him took a step towards him, blocking his view of Lan Huiyin.

"Where's your senior brother?" Cheng Jun asked lightly.

"Senior brother Yan Qing is retreating in Wentian Pavilion in the southwest, waiting for the thunder disaster. The real person's residence is arranged near the Wentian Pavilion—" Lan Huiyin paused slightly, and looked at Wen Xinze, who was blocked by Cheng Jun, "Wen Zhang I have made other arrangements..."

"He lives with me." Cheng Jun interrupted Lan Huiyin.

"A room?" Lan Huiyin blinked.

"Two rooms." Wen Xinze replied.

Oh, it turns out that Master Chengjun hasn't taken him down yet.

Lan Huiyin lowered her eyes to hide the surprise in her eyes, and then said with a smile: "Then let's live together near Wentian Pavilion, please come with me."

Lan Huiyin led the two into the other courtyard next to Wentian Pavilion, and asked her disciple to take Cheng Jun to the room, while she personally led Wen Xinze to the next room.

"If you are not satisfied, just tell me."

"Very good, I have nothing to dissatisfy." After Wen Xinze finished speaking, he turned around and saw Lan Huiyin staring at him, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Master Chengjun likes you very much." Lan Huiyin still had a gentle and reasonable smile on her face, but Wen Xinze inexplicably felt a trace of coolness in her smile, "I saw you just now, and I thought Master Chengjun was already with you I was shocked, but fortunately things were different from what I thought."

"What do you mean?" Wen Xinze frowned slightly.

"That's what I mean by Master Chengjun."

Wen Xinze felt his eyebrows twitch, and his good impression of Lan Huiyin disappeared in an instant, and he even felt an inexplicable discomfort when he looked at Lan Huiyin's bright face.

"you……"

"Master Chengjun." Lan Huiyin suddenly turned around and called out.

Wen Xinze raised his eyes and followed Lan Huiyin's line of sight, and he saw Chengjun walking in.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Jun looked between the two of them, and finally landed on Lan Huiyin.

"It's nothing, just ask Mr. Wen whether he is satisfied with the room or something." Lan Huiyin greeted him with a smile, and whispered to Chengjun, "Reverend Chengjun, I have something to say to you in private, you can tell me Shall I come out?"

"Is there anything that can't be said here?" Cheng Jun asked back.

"It's about my brother..."

Cheng Jun looked at Wen Xinze who was standing not far away, and when he saw him staring straight at Lan Huiyin, he immediately felt upset.

"Come out." After Cheng Jun finished speaking to Lan Huiyin, he turned around and walked out - just in time to take Lan Huiyin out so that she would stop swaying in front of Wen Xinze.

After watching Lan Huiyin go out with Cheng Jun, Wen Xinze walked to a window outside the room.Looking out from the half-covered window, one could see Chengjun and Lan Huiyin standing in the opposite corridor.

The two were talking face to face, but within a few words, Lan Huixin suddenly stepped forward and approached Chengjun.

From Wen Xinze's perspective, it was as if Lan Huiyin was leaning over and nestling in Chengjun's arms.

Speak as you speak, what are you doing so close!

Handsome men and beautiful women, cuddling each other, should be very pleasing to the eye, but Wen Xinze only felt angry.However, he had no reason to get angry, so he could only try his best to hold back and vent his anger on his clenched fists.

"Meow-"

Xuanhu let out a scream, which caught Wen Xinze's attention.

Wen Xinze looked down and found that Xuanhu, who had run up to his wrist at some point, was unlucky enough to pinch his tail when he clenched his fist.

"Ah, sorry..." Wen Xinze hastily let go of Xuanhu's tail.

Xuanhu hugged his Weibo, licked it twice tremblingly, and then looked at Wen Xinze accusingly with a pair of wet eyes.

"How about... Let me brag to you?" Wen Xinze said with guilt.

Xuanhu turned his head and lay on Wen Xinze's wrist, using his front paws as something to beat the ground, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"...Then what do you want?"

Xuanhu stood up slowly, raised his eyes on tiptoes, and stared directly at the top of Wen Xinze's head.

"..." Although there were no leaves growing on his head, he still understood Xuanhu's meaning in an instant - he wanted leaves.