"Divine Hall has arrived!"
With the herald elder's resounding voice, Lu Jin'an moved away from the chair and stood up. After taking two steps, he couldn't help but glance back at Zhu Nanzhi, who was still sitting in her original place.
Looking at her, who revealed a gentle and moving smile to him with a clear and cold temperament, Lu Jin'an felt deeper doubts in his heart.
Was there anything unclear about what I said?
How could a sickly person like her say something like "my husband is not wrong"?
What's your stance on being a sicken?
Lu Jin'an shifted his gaze. Nanzi's abnormal behavior gave him a notion that she was up to something sinister again.
"Highly likely!"
Lu Jin'an pondered in silence. How could Nanzi, who has such a pathological sense of possession, say "The husband is not wrong" which is equivalent to "Accept the sister-in-law"?
What is she planning?
Watching the arriving flying boat, Lu Jin'an temporarily suppressed his guard for a moment. After all, he is no longer afraid of Zhu Nanzhi's poisoning now. So, he will deal with it accordingly.
"Try to use the concept of great self-liberation to simulate afterwards. But since they are all in harmony with Dao, it is unlikely that many results will be simulated."
"Never mind. With the ace card of reverse-time, I might as well play something exciting."
Lu Jin'an chuckled lightly and his heart was completely at peace.
The flying boat, which contains the patterns of five elements and eight trigrams, slowly landed. Lu Jin'an, who was standing next to Zeng Suyin and had adjusted his mood, looked at the figures who came out one after another.
Whether they were elders, middle-aged men, or young disciples, they all wore white robes embroidered with strange patterns. Each pattern was different, giving an enigmatic and mysterious feeling.
Derived from the phrase 'The Great Dao contains fifty principles, the heaven's diversion includes forty-nine, and one is reserved for human escape', Tianyankan ranks among the Five Schools of Human race and is the most skilled in Bagua and destiny.
The disciples of Tianyankan are the least, but to the Yaozu, it poses a threat level parallel to Wandao School.
Their Qimen Duanma technique has caused great trouble for the Yaozu.
"Lesser younger brother has seen the Master of the Official Bureau." Zeng Suqin bowed deeply, followed by Lu Jin'an.
The old man, Shangguan Qi, who was holding a cane, lifted his right hand and handed the letter of etiquette to Lu Jin'an. After that, he glanced in the direction of Taiyifeng and said, "That old guy didn't come in person for his birthday celebration, leaving you young guys here under the sun. I will speak up for you."
Zeng Suqin gave a reserved smile and did not accept the invitation to go to the resting area.
Lu Jin'an looked at the young people behind the Tianyankan elders, and the young man in charge, who was sitting on a wheelchair, had a somewhat pale face, but could still feel the positive energy emanating from him.
"Mr. Lu." Si Xuqi smiled and bowed to Lu Jin'an: "It's been a long time."
Lu Jin'an returned a greeting and said, "I heard you were in seclusion, so I didn't go to disturb you."
"Sadly, there is no significant progress." Si Xuqi shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Lu, you have reached the mid-stage of the harmony realm. Your progress is still as fast as ever."
Lu Jin'an smiled: "This time, it was mainly due to accidental factors."
Who would have thought that one's understanding of time and space would deepen because they were almost refined into a sword spirit?
This black history cannot be mentioned.
"Accidental?" Si Xuqi sat up straight with interest, the cultivators of Tianyankan are most interested in the word "accidental".
Because "accidental" often means unexpected.
"Big Brother, please don't calculate it." The girl pushing the wheelchair hurriedly said to Si Xuqi: "Master Lu...…"
"Don't worry, I understand. I understand," Si Xuqi smiled. "I can't calculate Master Lu's fate wheel, but well...…"
He stared at Lu Jin'an's face for a while, and with his right hand supporting the wheelchair handle, he made a few calculations. Then he said with profound meaning: "Master Lu has been plagued by love flowers recently. Whether it is fortune or calamity, it all depends on Master Lu's destiny."
"It must be fortune." Lu Jin'an smiled and thought to himself. "I don't want to experience such calamities as a 'Spirit Sword' again."
Si Xuqi turned his head and looked at the two figures behind the desk, pondering: "Sword of Pure Essence, Forgetting Dao Law... and the Qing Miao Palace's saintess Zhu Nanzhi sitting next to Muranese is it?"
Sitting together?
Lu Jin'an turned his head and looked back. Oh no... At the moment, Nanzi is indeed sitting next to Qingyue, and it is Nanzi who initiated the move. It seems that she gets along well with her sister-in-law.
"Brother Lu, you always surprise me," Si Xuqi exclaimed with a sense of wonder: "And the other one turned out to be the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace. Brother Lu has deep blessings indeed."
Lu Jin'an turned his head and smiled: "Then I will take your good wishes."
Si Xuqi smiled and looked up at the incoming flying boat: "I won't bother Brother Lu for now, we can talk later."
Lu Jin'an made an inviting gesture: "See you later."
After other direct disciples with Tianyankan carrying away people, Lu Jin'an accompanied Zeng Shouchu to continue welcoming the increasing guests.
As the birthday of the head of the sect is tomorrow, distant human guests have gathered today.
With more people, Lu Jin'an spent more time entertaining, so he put the invitation letters on the table first.
Mu Qingyue looked at her brother and took over the brush to help him copy.
Zhu Nanzhi also wanted to help, but she didn't forget her identity as the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace, so she didn't watch the gift letter or help Mu Qingyue out of respect.
Moreover, since she couldn't help her husband entertain guests, she could only idly rest her chin and stare at the husband, who was polite and graceful in his actions.
As she looked on, a joyous smile appeared in her deep blue eyes.
'My husband's siblings and friends are very respectful to him, my husband has many friends, my husband's manners and behavior…'
With a growing smile, she took out her painting supplies and spread them out on half of the table, then began to sketch.
"Today's husband is a husband I've never seen before, and I can't just remember him in my mind, I have to draw him down and keep it well."
At this moment, Hu Wu stood obediently beside Zhu Nanzhi, watching the saintess draw. He was surprised and felt that the saintess's painting skills had improved greatly, and the picture of Lu Jin'an became even more lifelike.
When did the saintess practice again?
Thinking about it, he saw the famous Muranese Swordsman put down his brush and look at the painting of the saintess.
"Isn't it good to draw?" Zhu Nanzhi looked at her and said proudly: "No one draws my husband better than I do."
"My brother is not your husband," Mu Qingyue said indifferently: "You two are only pretending to be married."
Zhu Nanzhi didn't say anything, just replied: "Even if it's a pretend marriage, it's still a marriage. No matter how much you dislike me, the fact that I have slept with my husband cannot be changed."
"Dislike you and my brother having sex." Mu Qingyue's tone still sounded cold: "But I don't hate you."
"Not dislike?" Zhu Nanzhi blinked: "Really?"
"Mm."
Mu Qingyue looked at Zhu Nanzhi's side face for a moment, and did not explain anything.
Even during the time when Zhu Nanzhi was the angriest and most irritated, she did not use "blind" as a personal attack against her.
So she doesn't hate this girl who is one year younger than herself.
Zhu Nanzhi simply likes her younger brother.
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