Time flies, and it has been more than a month since I returned to Haitian Bao Pavilion. During this period, Du Fang used the Five Yun Divine Stone day and night to eliminate the evil poison of Bai Shuirong, and never slackened off.

One day, Du Fang was lying on a chair and resting with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, took away the Five Yun Divine Stone from his body, and turned his head to look at his collarbone.

The collarbone that was originally stained pitch black by the white water rong demon poison returned to its original color, and no trace of the demon poison could be seen anymore.

"Hey, this evil poison has finally been completely eliminated." Du Fang said happily.

Then he turned his head and looked at the Five Yun Divine Stone in his hand.

This Five Yun Divine Stone originally showed five colors, but now its surface is covered with a large area of ​​gray, with only multicolored stripes interspersed between the gray.

"Alas, this Five Yun Divine Stone is 90% useless." Du Fang touched the Five Yun Divine Stone with his other hand, said regretfully, and then put it into the Qiankun Stone.

Xiaojiao heard Du Fang's voice and interrupted: "Boy, this Five Yun Divine Stone is useless. There are still so many things in the treasure house, so don't worry about this one."

When Du Fang heard this, his eyes rolled twice in his eye sockets, and then he nodded with a smile.

"Counting the time, it's time for the saint to arrive. After sending this saint away, I will come and loot the treasure house, and then return to Li country." Du Fang was thinking about his future plans, as if everything was like this.

So smooth.

Xiaojiao was also moved and excited when he heard Du Fang's words. There were so many good things in the treasure house of Compound Island. They were all looted. I'm afraid it wouldn't be a problem for Du Fang to return to the country and establish a sect.

"Dang, dang, dang," there was a knock on the door, and Du Fang knew that it was Huang Qian who came without asking.

"Come in," Du Fang lay on the chair and shouted lazily.

The door was pushed open, and it turned out to be Huang Qian. She entered the room and said to Du Fang: "Pavilion Master, the Saint will arrive at Compound Island in three days and rest here for seven days. I have already transferred the Saint

The women’s quarters are ready.”

Du Fang closed his eyes and nodded, saying: "Okay, I'm just relieved that you're doing the job, but should we be more prepared for this happy event, otherwise we will lose etiquette."

Huang Qian raised the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly: "The Pavilion Master has thought carefully about it, but I heard that the saint this time is low-key and doesn't like to be public. Previously, the master of Huangji Island, Senior Yin Zhuang, made a lot of arrangements to welcome the saint, but instead

It makes the saint dissatisfied, hahaha."

After speaking, Huang Qian began to laugh at Huangji Island.

"So that's it. Haha, it seems that Yin Zhuang has made a mistake this time. In this case, let's keep a low profile when welcoming the Saint." Du Fang also said with a sarcastic face.

"By the way, what's the name of this saint?" Du Fang asked.

"Her name is Jiaming'er, and she is the beloved disciple of Elder Tianrou of Tianluo Palace. Elder Tianrou is a senior in the tourism realm."

After hearing this, Du Fang simply said "Oh" and said nothing more.

Huang Qian saw Du Fang's look, raised her hands and said, "Okay, if there is nothing else, Master, I will leave first."

Du Fang looked at Huang Qian, nodded kindly, and Huang Qian withdrew.

After Huang Qian left, Huang stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the sea outside the city.

"It seems that this saint is still a reserved person." Du Fang murmured to himself.

Three days later, under a clear sky, Du Fang and Huang Qian stood in the sky ten miles away from Compound Island, waiting for the arrival of the saint.

Not long after, a blue light flashed across the sky and flew towards the two of them.

The blue escaping light struck in front of the two people and immediately dissipated. Two people walked out of the blue light. One was a bald old man wearing a blue robe. He had small eyes and sharp eyes. He seemed to be a scheming person at first glance.

The other one is a delicate woman, wearing a white robe, covering her hair and forehead, only showing a rough face. She has her hands crossed in the sleeves of the robe in front of her, with a shy look on her face.

He is a gentle and gentle person.

When the bald old man saw Du Fang, he quickly raised his hands and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Lou Jiang! I haven't seen you for decades, but Taoist friend is still looking extraordinary."

Du Fang saw that the owner of Yinzhuang Island was so polite, he clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist Yinzhuang, you're so polite. It's really hard to escort the saint all the way."

After finishing speaking, Du Fang gave a respectful salute to Jiaming'er and said: "I met the Holy Girl in Lou Jiang, the owner of Compound Island in Xiawaihai."

Jiaming'er bowed and bowed, lowered his head, and responded in a low voice: "The island owner is too polite. Logically speaking, I should call the island owner Senior Lou Jiang."

Du Fang responded quickly: "Saintess doesn't have to be like this. Just call me the island master. I can't bear the word "senior"."

Jiaminger smiled, lowered her head and stopped talking.

When the owner of Yinzhuang Island saw Du Fang like this, he squinted his eyes and said strangely: "Compound Island is prosperous in strength. Why are only fellow Taoists and Huang Qian here? Is it possible for the others to wait in the city?"

When Du Fang heard this, he looked at him with a smile: "The Saint is a low-key person. It would be inappropriate to find a group of people to greet her."

When the owner of Yinzhuang Island heard what Du Fang said, he looked at him with wide eyes, a look of anger on his face.

Du Fang ignored him, stretched out his left arm and pointed in the direction of Compound Island, and said to Jiaming'er: "The saint has been traveling hard for days. The city has already arranged a room for the saint. It is clean and undisturbed. Please invite the saint to enter the city."

Rest."

Jiaming'er blushed and nodded, saying, "Thank you, island owner, for taking the trouble," and then followed Huang Qian and flew to Compound Island.

After Jiaming'er left, Du Fang stood up, looked at the owner of Yinzhuang Island, and said sarcastically: "Although Taoist friends have worked hard all the way, as long as the saint is sent here according to the rules, I won't keep you Taoist friends.

."

After that, Du Fang flew towards Compound Island without looking back, leaving only the owner of Yinzhuang Island alone.

The owner of Yinzhuang Island stared at Du Fang, raised his eyebrows, and cursed loudly: "Old bastard, you are only a little higher than me, what kind of airs do you have!"

After a few curses, the island owner of Yinzhuang snorted coldly, turned around and flew away.

On the third floor of Haitianbao Pavilion, in a side room next to Pavilion Master Lou Jiang's room, Du Fang, Huang Qian and Jiaming'er were sitting on chairs.

Du Fang looked at Jiaming'er and said, "This room is right next to me. No one dares to disturb you. The saint can rest assured."

"According to the rules, the Saint will rest on our Compound Island for seven days. During this period, Huang Qian will prepare everything needed for the Saint. If there is anything we don't consider carefully on the Compound Island, the Saint can come directly to find her.

I don't have to be too polite." Du Fang said with concern to Jia Min'er with a smile on his face.

Huang Qian also echoed from the side: "Yes, if the saint needs anything, please tell me. When I heard that the saint was coming, our Pavilion Master Lou Jiang has been preparing for several days and nights."

When Du Fang heard what Huang Qian said, he smiled and said nothing, but thought to himself: "Huang Qian is really good at getting things done."

Jiaming'er looked at the two of them with a blushing face, and whispered softly: "Jiaming'er is passing through Gui Island, and I really feel sorry for bothering Island Master Lou Jiang so much."

Du Fang waved his hand, raised his head and said, "Hey, it's my honor for the saint to come to our Compound Interest Island. How dare you talk about luck and hardship."

"Okay, Huang Qian, the saint has been traveling for days and needs to rest. Let's go out first." After saying that, Du Fang winked at Huang Qian and motioned her to go out.

Huang Qian stood up with a smile and said: "If the saint needs anything, you can come to me at any time. Don't go outside."

Jiaminger nodded to the two of them without saying a word.

Du Fang took Huang Qian out of Jiaming'er's room and closed the door.

After coming out, Du Fang turned to Huang Qian and said, "It seems that our saint is still a lady."

Huang Qian responded jokingly: "Yes, this Jiaming'er is really a virtuous person, unlike the previous saint who was so domineering and difficult to serve!"

Du Fang raised his eyebrows, smiled softly, and let Huang Qian go about her business first.

Returning to the room and sitting on the chair, Du Fang kept recalling Jia Ming'er's appearance in his mind.

She has a face like white jade, crystal almond eyes under her eyebrows, and looks pitiful when she raises her hands and feet, which is really endearing.

Xiaojiao seemed to sense the change in Du Fang's mood and asked, "Do you like it?"

Du Fang was stunned, his face turned red, he frowned and quickly covered it up: "What are you thinking about! This Jia Ming'er is a married woman, how could I fall in love with her?"

The little dragon shook his head on the spiritual jade in the Qiankun Stone and said: "What's the point? Even if they form a Taoist couple, there will be many people who eventually part ways, and there are even some who turn against each other."

"Hey, I just think this saint is more polite, I don't have any other ideas." Du Fang explained again.

"Hahaha, if it really doesn't work, you can just trick her away now." Xiao Jiao grinned widely and laughed on the spiritual jade.

Du Fang shook his head and ignored Xiaojiao, but his heart was like a cat scratching his head, and he couldn't help but think about Jiaming'er's appearance.

Seven days passed by in a flash, and Jia Ming'er kept a low profile. He had never approached Huang Qian or Du Fang, and seemed unwilling to deal with others.

On this day, Du Fang and Huang Qian came to Jiaming'er's door again.

Du Fang gently knocked on the door and said, "Holy girl, it's almost time. We should get up and go to Danxin Island."

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and Jia Ming'er was still wearing the same white robe, covering her head with a hat, only her face was exposed.

"Excuse me, Island Master Lou Jiang, let's go." Jiaming'er lowered her head and said softly.

Du Fang and Huang Qian looked at Jiaminger and nodded with smiles. This smile was not because of her status as a saint, but because her words and deeds were indeed lovable.

Outside Compound Island, high in the sky, Du Fang and Jiaming'er were flying towards Danxin Island.

Somehow, as soon as he set foot on the road to Danxin Island, Jiaming'er had a sad look on his face, with tears appearing in his eyes from time to time.

Du Fang naturally saw all this in his eyes. The tears in the eyes of this lovely woman were more powerful than any other magic weapon or spiritual weapon, which made Du Fang extremely sad.

High in the sky, Jia Ming'er seemed to have thought of something, bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and shed a tear from the corner of her eye.

Du Fang couldn't bear to see her in her current state, so he asked, "Holy girl, why are you so sad?"

When Jiaming'er heard Du Fang's words, she immediately panicked, wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve robe, and explained repeatedly: "No...it's nothing, I just miss the people in Tianluo Palace."

When Du Fang heard Jiaming'er's explanation, he knew in his heart that it was just an excuse. The sadness of missing her would definitely not make her look like she did just now.

Du Fang hesitated for a moment, stared ahead and said slowly: "Nine times out of ten, life will be unsatisfactory. I hope the saint can be more open-minded."
To be continued...