Hear the words.

Jiang Zhuyu was slightly stunned, the guy dressed as a beggar in front of him was too weird, obviously he only had a quenching spirit, and he was not afraid of her, a person who cultivated in the infant transformation period!

Again.

The chaos in her body was indeed straightened out by Lin Yi'an.

For such things as ingratitude, she Jiang Zhuyu can't do it at all, but her body can only be seen in vain?

There was a complicated look on her face, if this kid didn't appear today, then it would really be difficult for her to calm the chaos in her body on her own.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

When Jiang Zhuyu was thinking, a loud noise suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

After hearing a loud bang.

Jiang Zhuyu gently patted his white forehead with his palm, and said to himself, "I almost forgot such an important thing." ”

She's been in this spiritual spring pool since yesterday.

It's noon.

After quickly tidying up his clothes, Jiang Zhuyu grabbed Lin Yi'an's arm and stepped into the air, saying, "Don't resist, I'm not an unreasonable person, we can write off what happened just now." ”

Being pulled up by Jiang Zhuyu, Lin Yi'an didn't bother to exert his strength, he didn't feel the murderous aura from the other party, since Jiang Zhuyu may have something to do with Zuo Miaoyin, then it doesn't hurt to stay here for a few days temporarily.

After stepping into the air.

Jiang Zhuyu then asked, "Who are you from?"

Looking at Lin Yi'an with a calm face, she was itchy with angry teeth, obviously she was just a kid in the quenching period, even if she flew directly into the sky, she rushed to the sky like this, can't she show a little panic?

Lin Yi'an was full of nonsense: "I come from a deep mountain, I have lived with my grandfather since I was a child, this is the first time I have left the mountains and met someone other than my grandfather." ”

"I've already explained just now that I was misinformed by the teleportation array, and I didn't mean to offend you. ”

Jiang Zhuyu saw that Lin Yi'an's eyes were clear, although she was very unhappy in her heart, she almost believed these words, after all, she saw with her own eyes that the space above the Lingquan Pool was distorted, and this was the movement teleported by the teleportation array.

Besides, Lin Yi'an's beggar dress, or savage dress, really looks like he came out of the isolated barren mountains and forests.

Jiang Zhuyu didn't want to pursue this matter for the time being, she said: "What just happened, if I let me know that you told someone else, then I will cut your tongue with my own hands." ”

"Today is the most important festival of our Hundred Flowers Sect of the year, and when we get to the place, you'd better stay quietly for me. ”

"When the festival is over, I'll make arrangements for you. ”

Lin Yi'an shrugged his shoulders indifferently, if he comes, he will be safe!

The natural spiritual spring pool was in the back mountain of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

Not long after Jiang Zhuyu took Lin Yi'an to fly quickly in the sky, the two of them came to the top of a martial arts training ground.

I saw that the martial arts training ground was full of people.

Jiang Zhuyu took Lin Yi'an to descend quickly, and when he was about to approach the ground, his palm suddenly slammed away, wanting to make Lin Yi'an fall on his heels.

It's just that Lin Yi'an's body turned suddenly, and finally his feet fell firmly to the ground, and his body didn't even shake.

Jiang Zhuyu's eyes condensed slightly, she just wanted to teach Lin Yi'an a lesson and take a breath.

With her sudden push just now, even if it was a Jindan monk, she should have stumbled, but Lin Yi'an stood very steadily, which made her very puzzled.

She sent Lin Yi'an to the end of the martial arts training ground, but all the people in the martial arts training ground had already noticed this.

Jiang Zhuyu couldn't pause, and his body swept towards the high platform in front of the martial arts training ground.

I saw that all the female disciples in this martial arts training ground were there, and there was not even a single man at all.

This Hundred Flowers Sect is a sect full of women.

This time, Jiang Zhuyu brought a man like him here, which would inevitably attract the attention of the female disciples and female elders present.

However, Lin Yi'an ignored these gazes and sat cross-legged calmly, he was in urgent need of recuperation now.

And on top of the high platform.

Jiang Zhuyu respectfully shouted to an old woman in a blue robe, "Master!"

This old woman is Gao Huiying, the previous sect master of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and she is also the ancestor of the current sect.

The Hundred Flowers Sect has always forbidden men to step in, but this time when she saw that her apprentice had brought a male beggar, Gao Huiying frowned and asked in a low voice, "Zhuyu, what's going on?"

Jiang Zhuyu whispered about Lin Yi'an's treatment of his own madness, of course, the passage of being naked was naturally completely hidden by her.

"Master, I know that the Hundred Flowers Sect has always forbidden men to step in, but this time it has to be a last resort, for the sake of Wanyue, and besides, he is kind to me, if he really came out of the isolated mountains and forests, then in the lower realm, with his cultivation in the quenching period, it is not necessarily that he will die at the hands of others in a few days, and I will only temporarily settle him in the Hundred Flowers Sect for a while. Jiang Zhuyu's voice was very soft.

Hear the name "Wanyue".

Gao Huiying couldn't help but sigh and said, "Let's not talk about this matter for now, today is the most important day of our Hundred Flowers Sect every year, and we are ready to start the festival." ”

The voice fell.

I saw Gao Huiying wave her palm, and in the middle of the high platform, a portrait of a character appeared.

The entire high platform is filled with festival supplies.

Next to this portrait, the four big characters "Huanyu Daojun" are written.

At the same time, the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect of Yingying Yanyan below, because of Lin Yi'an's appearance, they began to talk in a low voice.

"Why did the sect master bring a wild man back? Our Hundred Flowers Sect has always forbidden men to step into, and there is no good thing for men in this world. ”

"Pay attention to what you say, what do you mean that there is no good thing for men in this world? Huanyu Daojun is a special case, our Hundred Flowers Sect and Huanyu Daojun have a deep relationship, I think that even if a man wants to step in, only Huanyu Daojun can enter our Hundred Flowers Sect. ”

……

"Ahem!"

When there was a lot of discussion below, Gao Huiying coughed lightly twice, and said in a serious voice: "The festival begins!"

As soon as this remark came out.

The entire martial arts training ground became silent, and everyone looked at the portrait on the high platform.

This festival is so simple that it can't even be called a festival.

When everyone looked at the portrait of the "Universal Daojun", their eyes were full of devotion and worship, which was a kind of fanaticism that came from the body.

Once upon a time, today was the day when the Universe Daojun stepped into the Daojun, and the Hundred Flowers Sect and the Huanyu Daojun were inextricably linked, and they listed this day as the sect's festival without authorization.

After all, the Cosmos Daojun had been missing for more than two thousand years, and in their eyes, the Cosmos Daojun should have passed away long ago.

However, this does not prevent them from revering the Cosmos Daojun, after all, the former Cosmos Daojun has created many legends.

When Lin Yi'an saw the portrait suspended on the high platform, he wanted to scold.

Oh, who drew this?

The person on this painting is very different from him, but his eyebrows are a little similar to himself.

Seeing these people from the Hundred Flowers Sect, facing this portrait like a devout believer, Lin Yi'an shook his head a little helplessly, more than two thousand years have passed, and it seems that there are really many people in the ancient world who remember him.