Liu Qinghuan asked: "What do you want to be called? Xiaohei? Well, how about it be the same as the first day of junior high school, call it the second or fifteenth day of junior high school?"
The Aoki Monkey rolled its eyes in disdain, jumped up and screamed, and at the same time, Liu Qinghuan's mind heard its shout: "I want to call you the king!"
The corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth twitched. King, why don't you call yourself the Monkey King? See what you can do!
The Aoki Demon Monkey stared at his two eyes with strange light and said: "The king represents the two kings, the Poison King and the Monkey King. Master, what do you think?"
"Not so good! You can call me whatever you like, but I'll just call you Xiao Hei."
After hearing this, the Aoki Demon Monkey refused to do anything. He jumped up and down and insisted on calling the King, but Liu Qinghuan ignored him.
Liu Qinghuan's leisure days came to an end not long after, he received a message from the sect asking him to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall.
In a room on the second floor of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Liu Qinghuan saw two men and one woman. The three of them were talking when they saw Liu Qinghuan coming in. They were stunned and immediately greeted them warmly.
"Isn't this Junior Brother Liu?" A male cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment said with a smile: "Junior Brother Liu, I heard that you have been in seclusion for ten years. This firm Taoist heart is a role model for our generation of monks!"
Another man and a woman, both middle-stage Foundation Establishment monks, echoed: "Yes, Senior Brother Liu has been cultivating for a much shorter time than us. He has reached the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment so quickly. His qualifications are so good that he is the best in the entire sect."
One of the best."
The female cultivator smiled gracefully and made a blessing ceremony, with a hint of red on her face, and said in a soft voice: "Senior Brother Liu, I am Xi Xiaomei from Lingxi Jian, greeting senior brother."
Liu Qinghuan's thoughts turned around. He didn't know these people, so how could they be so enthusiastic? He smiled as usual and said: "Brothers and sisters, how polite are you, but I'm late?"
"It's not too late, it's just that we came early."
"Senior Brother Liu, come and sit here."
Liu Qinghuan was surrounded and sat down. The warm attitudes of several people made him feel uncomfortable, and it was difficult to say anything.
Little did he know that he was now very famous among the disciples of the Wenshi sect. A disciple with no foundation was suddenly accepted as a true disciple by the Yuanying monks, and his status rose as high as the sky.
It's just that he hasn't been in the sect all year round, and once he comes back, he immediately goes into seclusion, and has very little contact with other people. The people he usually knows are all friends for many years, so there will be no sudden changes in his attitude towards him. So he
This was the first time I felt someone else's enthusiasm that was almost flattering.
When Deacon Lu from the Foreign Affairs Hall, who has been conveying tasks to the disciples all year round, walked in, his enthusiasm became even more intense.
Deacon Lu bowed his hands with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Liu, there are too many things to do today. I have made you wait for a long time. Please forgive me."
Liu Qinghuan returned the gesture: "I've just arrived, so you're welcome, Deacon Lu."
After greeting Liu Qinghuan, Lu Chishi nodded to the other three and then got down to business: "I have a sect mission here, but I need four senior brothers to take it over."
He took out a jade slip and handed it to Liu Qinghuan first. After Liu Qinghuan read it, he handed the jade slip to others.
While everyone was watching, Lu Chishi said: "Here is a letter asking for help sent by a small cultivator family named Peng two days ago. The Peng family has been attached to our sect for many years, and usually provides the sect with some maritime resources.
The unique spiritual herbs or sea animal materials produced, etc.”
After introducing the background of the Peng family, Lu Chishi got to the point: "The reason why they sent for help this time is because they discovered a small island containing rich yellow mica minerals in the sea a few days ago."
Yellow mica is a material used when refining magic weapons, and it is relatively expensive.
The letter for help stated that the Peng family had discovered the island and were excitedly preparing to report it to the Wenshi faction. Unexpectedly, a small sect in the north called the Haisha faction suddenly appeared, claiming that they had discovered the island first, and the two sides competed for control.
Then they started fighting.
There were several fights in a row, each with its own victory or defeat. The two parties were about the same strength, and neither could defeat the other.
But the situation has changed recently. It was heard that the Haisha Sect invited monks from Feiyuelou for help. The Peng family couldn't resist, so they had to ask for help from the Wenshi Sect.
"You all understand the situation." Seeing everyone reading the jade slips, Deacon Lu said, "But do you understand the relationship behind it?"
The female cultivator smiled brightly and said: "Please ask Senior Brother Lu to help us clarify our doubts."
Deacon Lu chuckled: "Actually, it's nothing. The Liusha Sect is located in the north and is attached to Feiyue Tower, which is not far from them. And Feiyue Tower has a close relationship with the Shaoyang Sect. It is said that there is a Shaoyang this time.
The sent monk was a guest at Feiyue Tower, so he was invited to suppress the Peng family."
He turned to Liu Qinghuan: "Senior Brother Liu, that Shaoyang Sect monk is a descendant of True Lord Minghua, that's why I invite you to participate in this mission this time. Please take care of yourself, Senior Brother Liu."
Descendant of True Lord Minghua? Zhou Xiaoqing?
Liu Qinghuan had contact with this person in Duanyuan's death place. If it were him, judging from his rather hostile attitude towards the Wenshi Sect, I'm afraid this matter would be really difficult to handle.
No wonder the sect would send four foundation-building monks at once. The ownership of a rich yellow mica mine is indeed worth fighting for. Due to the urgency, a few people decided to set off tomorrow.
Liu Qinghuan came out of the Foreign Affairs Hall, first went back to the Zizhu Courtyard, and then went to the back mountain. Mingyangzi accepted the mission and wanted to go out, but just told him to be careful.
On the second day, after meeting up with the other three people, they headed east.
Liu Qinghuan asked Chu Yi to keep flying at about the same speed as the others, and listened to a lot of compliments along the way. Liu Qinghuan was a little impatient, but he finally maintained his superficial courtesy.
When interacting with others, he rarely pays attention to the identity behind others, so when others only see his identity as a true disciple of Ming Yangzi, he appears indifferent and has no interest in talking.
It took the four of them ten days to get to the nearest beach.
This is a seaside town that looks a little messy and simple. The houses in the town are all wooden, and most of the people coming in and out are ordinary fishermen. Only the area to the east is slightly better, with neat and tall stone houses built there.
It was the station of the Wenshi faction. There was a dock next to it, and a large ship was parked on the dock.
When Liu Qinghuan and the four of them flew over the town, the mortals on the ground raised their heads and looked up. Some people jumped up and cheered: "Look, it's the immortal master of the Wenshi sect."
Some people knelt on the ground and worshiped directly, their eyes filled with adoring enthusiasm, and their mouths trembling while saying some inaudible words.
Liu Qinghuan took in the whole town at a glance. It seems that the sect does not pay much attention to maritime affairs, otherwise the seaside town so close to it would not be so simple.
Two Qi-training disciples wearing black sect costumes flew out from the east, with three other people behind them.
"Welcome, Master!" Two qi-training disciples rushed over and saluted: "I'll prepare some tea and ask the Masters to go to the station for a while."
The others spontaneously stood behind Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan nodded to them and looked at the other three people: "Are you from the Peng family?"
There was a hint of anxiety on the faces of the three people. They all only had Qi training skills, and the old man with the highest cultivation level had the eighth level of Qi training.
The old man stepped forward and said: "Junior Peng Liansheng, pay your respects to the senior!"
"Well, there's no need to be polite. The situation is urgent and we don't need to rest. We can talk about anything on board the ship." Liu Qinghuan said directly.