Su Wan used her eyes to signal Huang Ying not to inquire.

Lang Xing didn't want to talk about Sijia anymore and smiled at Huang Ying without saying anything.

Tian Qing seemed to have made a mistake and excused himself by saying, "Huang Fairy is not an outsider, she is wise and understanding, and she is a trustworthy person. I have known her for a long time, so there is no need to hold back on my words."

"It doesn't matter." Lang Xing responded, then turned to Huang Ying and said, "It's the saint from the Yuan Yi tribe."

Su Wan saw that Lang Xing had lost interest, and hurriedly said to Huang Ying, "Hurry and prepare tea fruits, and then build another monastery for Master Lang Xing."

Lang Xing waved his hand and said, "No need to go to such trouble, I can just find a place to live."

Huang Ying smiled and said, "That's not okay, you are our honored guest." After she said that, she hurried back to take care of things.

Su Wan enthusiastically took Langxing on a tour within the Xuanfang Sect. Tianqing's company made Langxing even more interested, and the completely different Xuanfang Sect failed to solve the mystery of why he had been reluctant to come here.

"This is the Red Stone Valley where Xun Yi lived before." Su Wan pointed to a place that had been beaten into a pile of rocks. Huang Ying rebuilt an ancestral hall for her junior brother here, but all the male disciples in Yunyuya had already

Since his death, this uninhabited area of ​​rocky hills looks quite desolate.

Langxing entered the ancestral hall and worshiped respectfully at Xunyi's tablet. Looking at the statue of Xunyi, which was shaped into a naughty elf, he felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

At this time, Su Wan transmitted the past scene of Red Stone Valley with her spiritual thoughts.

Lang Xing's sad eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly. The rubble in the scene made him feel as if he was in a trance and dreaming.

Just at this time, Huang Ying's spiritual thoughts came from afar, "The tea fruits are ready. Please invite the two uncles to come to the hall to have tea."

Lang Xing came back to his senses, glanced at Xun Yi's statue again, then turned around and left the ancestral hall.

The image was not as realistic as the real scene. His slight startle allowed Su Wan to see some signs, but they could not be said to be obvious. However, this was enough to make Su Wan happy. Secrets of heaven are not so easy to see through.

Hundreds of years of hard searching have made her aware of this.

Sitting in the welcoming hall of the Xuanfang Sect, Lang Xing looked a little indifferent. Seeing that Tianqing and Su Wan were talking more intimately than before, Tianqing seemed to be entertaining him as half a master. He came to get the

I deeply regret Danyao's decision.

"I heard from Fairy Su that Fellow Daoist Langxing is also proficient in the art of alchemy?" Tianqing asked with great interest.

"That's what Fairy Su said to me. I had learned some alchemy, but then I wasn't very interested in it." Lang Xing smiled and said this to death.

"Oh, what kind of skill did you learn later?"

"I haven't learned anything anymore. I have no talent and lack of understanding. I can't achieve anything by learning, so I stopped learning."

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is really too modest. It seems he doesn't want to show off his talents." Tianqing gave Langxing a step up and also gave himself a step up. He felt a little tired chatting with this little monk and couldn't exert his energy.
Chapter completed!