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Text Chapter 71: Encounter with nephew and uncle

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    The night is getting darker, and the rain that started falling in the evening still has no intention of stopping when everything is quiet.  After dinner, Long Xuan and Lu Xueqi went back to their rooms to rest. Looking at the dim sky outside the window, Long Xuan felt a little depressed and couldn't calm down to meditate!  He sighed softly, and just as he was about to blow out the candle, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone knocked lightly on the door. Long Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said quietly: "Who is it?  " "Young master, you haven't slept yet," the visitor's tone was very humble, but for some reason there was a hint of murderous intent hidden in the words: "My master, please come to the private room to talk, I don't know, master.  "Can you show me the favor?" Long Xuan frowned slightly, but still stood up and opened the door. He saw a rough-looking man in black robe standing outside the door, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall nose and a wide mouth. The mana fluctuations on his body seemed to be similar to those of Yuqing Liuqi.  layer look.  Long Xuan asked quietly: "I have never met your master, so why did you invite me so late at night?" The man in black robe smiled slightly and said: "My master's thoughts are not something that an incompetent servant like me can guess.  Yes, if you are curious, you might as well go with me and you will know everything yourself!" Long Xuan looked deeply at the man in black robes, then smiled calmly and said, "There are servants who are like this, and I think your master is the same!  An interesting person, please lead the way!" "Yes, sir, please!" The man in black robe showed a gloomy smile, stretched out his right hand, and led Long Xuan to the third floor of "Yunhai Pavilion".  The two of them quickly arrived outside a monastery on the third floor. The man in black robe gently knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the young master has been invited!" "Come in!"  A gentle voice came from among them, but the words were filled with an unspeakable power.  "Yes!" The man in black robe nodded slightly, pushed the door open, and let Long Xuan in.  Long Xuan was slightly startled when he saw the face of the person in the room clearly. This person was actually the middle-aged scribe he met at the entrance of "Yunhai Pavilion" this evening!  At this time, when the scribe saw Long Xuan coming in, he also stood up and smiled calmly at him: "A certain family made an impromptu invitation and invited me late at night. I hope you will forgive me for being rude!" Although his words were calm, there was an indescribable sound.  What made Long Xuan more concerned was that the look he just looked over seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.  But when Long Xuan was alert and looked back, he found that he seemed to be ordinary, just like an ordinary Confucian scholar who had experienced many hardships.  Long Xuan is not an ordinary person. He naturally will not think that the sudden glimpse just now is just an illusion. To be able to converge the aura around him to such a state, it is incredible to think about this person's Taoism!  The strange color on his face quickly faded away, and he put on a warm and jade-like smile again. He gave the scribe a small fist and said, "Sir, you have an extraordinary bearing. I don't think you are an ordinary person. I wonder if you have any advice?" The scribe smiled slightly.  He waved his hand and said with a calm smile: "Young Master is joking, I am just an ordinary person who travels around the world, how dare I take it as a 'advice'. It's just that the journey is lonely, and I see that the Young Master is extraordinary, so I want to chat with the Young Master for a few words, Young Master.  Do you mind?" He gestured slightly, and saw two chairs, two wine glasses and a bottle of wine already set up beside the Eight Immortals table in the room!  Long Xuan shook his head slightly, sat down under the scribe, and said with a chuckle: "Of course not, the rainy night is so long, it's melancholy! It's a great pleasure to be able to have a drink and talk with someone like Mr.," as he said, he paused  After a pause, he said: "Long Xuan, haven't you asked me for advice yet?" The scribe nodded and said with a slight smile: "It turns out that Mr. Long is in front of you. A certain family's surname is Wan, with a cursive character. People are going." "Ten thousand people are going!" Long Xuan is here  He recited it in his mind. The name sounded ordinary, but it gave people the feeling of a warrior. Long Xuan couldn't help but raise his head and look at him. The faces of these thousands of people were gentle, but the power between their brows seemed to be born with them.  , is actually very heavy, and with this name, there is a vague intention to rule the masses.  Wan Wan looked Long Xuan up and down, and then smiled and said: "Forgive Wan for asking, but I wonder if the young master is a cultivator?" Long Xuan nodded slightly. Although Wan Wan looked strange, there was a faint trace between his eyebrows.  With a splendid atmosphere, such a person is presumably an upright person, and no longer deliberately hides his cultivation. It is natural for him to be noticed by the other party!  Ten Thousand People smiled and pointed to the northwest: "I look at the young master's clothes, and he seems to be from the Middle Kingdom. He is not yet a young man, but his moral conduct is much better than that of my bodyguard. I wonder which fairy mountain sect he is from?"  " Long Xuan nodded and said: "Brother Wan has a keen eye. I am indeed a native of China. I am lucky enough to become a disciple of Qingyun. This time I came down the mountain to practice under the orders of my master! " Wan Wan smiled slightly and said: "Qingyun Yi!  The sect has been famous in the world for a long time on the path of cultivation. It has a long history and profound teachings and is admired by people all over the world. The young master has entered a famous sect at a young age.?He is one of the few people in China!  " Long Xuan smiled faintly, shook his head slightly, and said: "Brother Wan, thank you for the award. The master's skills are closely related to nature, and the Taoism in the sect is as deep as the sea. Long will be satisfied if he can get two or three true inheritances in his life. How can he dare to ask for anything else?  ?  " Ten thousand people were startled for a moment, but they laughed out loud: "I didn't expect that the young master can also tell jokes.  " Long Xuan smiled and waved his hands, but did not dwell on this topic. He immediately asked: "Looking at Brother Wan's dusty appearance, I wonder where he is going?  " Ten thousand people stood up leisurely, leaned on the railing, put their hands on their backs, and said: "This world is so big and vast. I have traveled around the world, to the mountains and ancient swamps, wherever I want.  I heard on this trip that the demon sect has risen and gathered in Liubo Mountain, so Wan decided to join in the fun!  " "Oh," a strange look suddenly flashed across Long Xuan's face, and he said quietly: "Brother Wan acted freely and traveled around the world. This free and easy attitude really makes me admire him.  "Wanwan laughed at himself and said: "Wan is an idle countryman, why should he care about it? Young Master is too generous." He paused and then said again: "Young Master is from a righteous background. I think he must be a good match for that demon sect monster.  Hate it deeply, right?  " Long Xuan was startled for a moment. He didn't expect that thousands of people would ask this question. He pondered for a moment, but then said lightly: "What is righteousness?  What is a demon?  Heaven and earth are all beings, and people in the world are divided into black and white. The so-called good and evil are just two divided camps in this land of China!  In Long's eyes, monsters and aliens are still worthy of respect if they have humanity in their hearts; those whom Long kills with his sword are only those who bring harm to the world and have the means to die!  " If these deviant words are heard by the elders of Qingyun Sect, Long Xuan will have to be punished for lying. Even Daoxuan, the real person, will not protect him. After all, the dispute over doctrine is the foundation of the rise and fall of the sect! But for some reason,  There seemed to be a kind of intimacy in this middle-aged man that convinced Long Xuan, making him blurt out what was in his heart involuntarily! Ten thousand people chewed Long Xuan's words carefully, and the smiles on their faces became more and more prosperous.  , there seemed to be a look of enlightenment in his eyes. He stood up slowly, looked at Long Xuan up and down, as if he had gotten to know this person again, and said: "Young Master has seen it very clearly. Just because you have such an understanding,  Already better than most people in this world!  " "It's a pity that I have to practice what my master said. Just as Brother Wan and I are drinking and chatting among ourselves today, the next time we meet again, we may have to fight with each other.  "Long Xuan shook his head, showed a helpless smile, and said calmly. Ten thousand people shook their bodies and raised their heads slightly. An aura of looking down on the world slowly spread out. He sighed softly: "It's really  A hero comes from a young man. Wan thought he was hiding it well, but he still couldn't hide it from the young master!  " Long Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly: "Brother Wan has an unbelievable high level of moral conduct and amazing bearing. He is definitely a dominant figure in the party.  I have seen a lot of masters from the three sects of the Righteous Way, but none of them can match up to Brother Wan. The rest are naturally the four factions of the Demon Sect." He raised his head and glanced at Wan Wan.  , with a half-smiling look on his face: "I just don't know if Brother Wan comes from Wandu Sect, Changsheng Hall, or Ghost King Sect?  " Wan Wan smiled, picked up the wine pot, and filled the wine glasses in front of himself and Long Xuan: "Yes, Young Master, please speak quickly. Wan is indeed from the Ghost King Sect, but tonight I can meet with such a righteous leader like Young Master.  See you, it's so tight, I'm so convinced!  " Long Xuan nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass on the table, gestured to Wan Wan, and drank it in one gulp: "Long, thank you Brother Wan for your confession. I hope that next time we meet, you and I will not be enemies!  "As he said that, he stood up and smiled at the crowd: "Thanks for the reception, today's interest has run out, so Long will take his leave first!  " "Wait a minute," the crowd stood up and stopped Long Xuan with words. In Long Xuan's puzzled eyes, he took out a lavender jade pendant from his arms. It was exquisite and clear, with a faint aura of auspiciousness.  You can tell by looking at it that it is not an ordinary product: "Xuan'er, do you have any impression of this style of jade pendant?  " "This this is?  "Long Xuan's body shook, then shook again, as if he thought of something, and the expression on his face became extremely wonderful. With trembling hands, he also took out a lavender jade pendant from his arms, although the two jade pendants were carved one by one.  Dapeng, one piece is carved like a unicorn, but obviously, there is some inexplicable connection between the two pieces of jade! "Youare you really?"  "Long Xuan stared blankly at the person in front of him, his lips trembling, still a little hard to accept! "Xuan'er, this piece of unicorn jade is the inherited treasure of our Wan family. When Qinghui gave birth to you, I gave it to you with my own hands.  What you wear means 'Lin'er descends from heaven'!  " Ten Thousand People took two steps forward, held Long Xuan's shoulders, and said with a hint of love and doting on their faces: "Good boy, I am your uncle!  " "Uncleuncle?  "Long Xuan hesitated, spitting out this unfamiliar word. He felt that his mind was in a mess now, thinking about him as aThe ninth elder of Yunmen actually has an uncle from the Ghost King Sect, and judging from the behavior of this cheap uncle, he is obviously in a high position!  PS: Emotional dramas are the most annoying. Finally, Ukiyo will beg for votes!
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