The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 33 Arriving at Wangyue Tower

"Also, your senior brother Ziyu told you to take a good rest and take you to the Rootless Land, but I don't want you to go. You'd better not sleep."

"Humph, it's not what you want!"

Xi Lingyue was so angry that she left directly and went back to her bedroom. She actually lit a piece of Anshen Incense and slept honestly all night.

next day
The breeze is clear and the sun shines brightly, making it a good day for travel.

It just so happened that a letter butterfly flew from the Moon Gate today, and it was Yue Feizi who brought them a message.

At this time, Song Qinghe, Yu Sheng and Xilingyue were sitting around in the newly renovated Wanjuan Pavilion, with their three heads closely looking at the little Xindie on the round table in the middle.

"I remember that Yue Menmen is not in trouble either, right?"

Zi Yusheng looked at Song Qinghe suspiciously.

"Not down and out."

Song Qinghe looked at Xiao Xindie suspiciously.

"Then why are you so petty? I feel like I'm going to go blind. Is it because I haven't had a good rest, or are we seeing the same thing? What does the third character mean?"

Xi Lingyue squinted at the line of small words uncertainly, somewhat doubtful about life.

The other two people said in unison, "We saw the same thing..."

The three of them squinted their eyes closely to see the extremely small font, and finally raised their heads together and planned to give up.

"Well, let me tell you, can't you watch it alone? Three people have to be crowded together."

Song Qinghe's confused eyes wandered back and forth between the two.

Sure enough, your own IQ will be affected if you stay with someone with a low IQ for a long time!

"What Junior Sister Qinghe said makes sense."

Zi Yusheng picked up the little letter butterfly and looked at it carefully.

I don't know where I touched it, as if I could verify my identity through spiritual power, the little letter butterfly grew bigger, and the line of small fonts on the tail feathers suddenly shook off and turned into a normal-sized note.

"Hey, hindsight."

Xilingyue glanced at Song Qinghe, her eyes full of displeasure.

Seeing the creed being opened, the three of them looked at each other awkwardly. Zi Yusheng coughed twice in embarrassment and then began to read the note.

"The Moro Sect is closely related to the Rootless Land. You can go and explore it. In addition, most demons use tokens to identify their identities. They have been prepared for you. Get them from Wangyue Tower in Wangyue Mountain."

The safety factor of the three people has been improved to another level.

"Wangyue Tower is not far away. It is located on Wangyue Mountain, five hundred miles west of Rootless Land. It is a place for immortal cultivators to indulge in extravagant pursuits. In fact, it is also a base for collecting and buying and selling information."

Song Qinghe curled his lips with interest.

It’s a bit interesting, and maybe there will be unexpected gains!

"Are you, a woman, unable to hold yourself back any longer? Look at the vulgar look on your face."

Xilingyue sneered from the side.

"Ah Yue, don't be rude! This is my junior sister!"

The young man bit his lip and looked at Zi Yusheng aggrievedly, his face full of reluctance. Seeing that his senior brother was unmoved and favored the woman, he looked at Song Qinghe with even more hatred.

"Humph, it's so vulgar."

He purposely stood up in front of her and sneered, then turned around and left angrily.

"Junior sister Qinghe, don't be angry, Ah Yue has the heart of a child, I will definitely teach him a lesson when I turn around!"

Ziyusheng pretended to be angry and scolded the boy in the direction he left, deliberately saying it to the woman.

"He's just an insecure brat. I'm too lazy to argue with him."

Song Qinghe shrugged indifferently, grabbed the apple on the table and took a bite. The crisp sound sounded like he was about to bite the apple into pieces.

The man on the side couldn't help but shudder.

"Then I'll go back and pack my things first. We'll set off again in an hour."

Zi Yusheng also stood up and was about to leave but was stopped by Song Qinghe again, "Give this bag of Huiqinglu to Xiaowu and distribute it with the brothers."

This was when I grabbed a bag from Yue Feizi at the Moon Gate, and now I left a few bottles and gave the rest to the disciples in the gate.Zi Yusheng accepted it with a moved expression.

"Junior Sister Qinghe, you are so kind!"

When he reached the door, the man seemed to have thought of something, turned his head again, said a quick word, and left with a blushing face.

Song Qinghe was left alone in the same place, messy in the wind.

That sentence is still echoing in my ears.

"Junior Sister Qinghe, although the man from Wangyue Tower is handsome, you still have to restrain yourself."

In their eyes, she is just a wanton woman who wants to enjoy herself?
It was already noon when the three of them were ready to hit the road.

The fellow disciples, who were holding Hui Qinglu in their hands, waved their hands with tears in their eyes, and looked at the three of them reluctantly and in tacit understanding, with tears in their eyes, but they were speaking to one person.

"Junior Sister Qinghe, wuwuwuwu, you must take care of yourself on the way!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Junior Sister Qinghe, if you have nothing to do, you must write more letters and come back~"

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

……

"Stop, stop the trick, or I won't give you anything good to eat next time."

As soon as Song Qinghe finished speaking, everyone stopped their exaggerated performances in a tacit understanding.

In this way, the three of them set off to the Rootless Land together. The shortest and fastest journey from Qingfengmen to the Rootless Land is five days.

It was already four days later when we arrived at Wangyue Tower.

Song Qinghe and the three of them stood in front of the huge moon-white gate and looked at the people who came to greet them enthusiastically. They were all a little surprised.

It's him!

It's the silver-haired Yue Feizi in Tsing Yi!
Xi Lingyue's eyes fell on the woman as if she were watching a good show.

It was a real pleasure to watch her make a fool of herself.

"Why are you here?"

Song Qinghe's mouth twitched and he asked angrily.

To her, this man was really slippery and extremely difficult to deal with, and his cultivation was not very profound. It was like a top student meeting a scoundrel.

Yue Feizi greeted him warmly.

"Long time no see. Of course I'm here to do business. Aren't you going to that place?"

"Master Yue Sect is actually doing this kind of thing himself. He really has to do everything personally."

Zi Yusheng praised from the side.

"I don't know if I came here to do some work."

Song Qinghe chuckled and couldn't help but laugh.

The good-tempered Yue Feizi did not fight back and led several people directly into Wangyue Tower.

If the land of fireworks in the mortal world is just a small, narrow building, then the Moon Watching Tower can be said to be as big as two manors.

What you see is petals flying, colorful ribbons swaying, sweet voices and soft words in the arms of a beautiful woman. Only a few of the boys doing chores are men, and the rest are all delicate women with skin as white as snow.

The snow is blowing and the beauty is like a picture, and the silver grate is broken to the sound of music.

Xi Lingyue dodged the floating colored silk, frowning slightly and looking around uneasily.

Song Qinghe looked at the young man's innocent scene and couldn't help but curl his lips, full of teasing.

"Xiang Niang, give me a sachet made by you yourself someday!"

"Master Yue is joking."

"Ms. Li, you look even more charming today."

"Oh, Mr. Yue, when will you come and take a closer look?"

Yue Feizi greeted all the young ladies enthusiastically and led them straight to the quiet wing at the back.

(End of this chapter)