Summoned by a True Person
The cave that Wang Yingfang lived in was called Swan Goose Temple. It was a floating island to the west of Xuanling Mountain.
This temple was built on top of a cliff. In front of the temple, there was a gurgling mountain spring, grass was everywhere, and birds and beasts were jumping and playing among the wisteria vines. It was full of vitality.
There was a clear pond in the temple. The green lotus was beautiful, the white lotus was flawless, and the weeping willows were green. In the shade, there were cicadas and yellows chirping. The trees here were like makeup, and there were exotic flowers everywhere. The scenery was quiet and beautiful, making people forget about their worries.
Wang Yingfang invited Zhang Yan to the temple. The two sat down and smiled. "What do you think of my place?"
Zhang Yan nodded his head and said, "A paradise, nothing more than that."
He wasn't flattering her. Xuanling Island was built by Tao Zhenren. Although it was decorated well, it lacked the beauty of nature. It was obvious that Wang Yingfang's temple was decorated with care.
Wang Yingfang smiled after receiving Zhang Yan's praise. The two chatted for a while, then she summoned her disciples to the temple.
Zhang Yan looked over and saw that there were twelve disciples. Most of them were demonic cultivators. Their cultivations were not uniform. Most of them were in the Clear Qi Realm, and only two were in the Mystic Light Realm.
Among them, there were three or four who hadn't transformed for a long time. Their cultivations were still low, and there were still scales and feathers behind their ears. It was obvious that they hadn't been taught any Xuan techniques. Thus, their demonic aura was still present. It was obvious that they were either from the water race or birds.
After demonic cultivators transformed, they all liked to hide their origins. Unless it was a life and death battle, no one would want to show their true form.
Zhang Yan glanced at Wang Yingfang. Hearing Guo Lie praise his junior sister's deep roots, he couldn't help but wonder what this beautiful nun's original form was.
Wang Yingfang waved her horsetail whisk and shouted at the disciples, "Your Uncle-Master Zhang is a direct disciple of Qincang School. He comes from a large Xuanmen sect. Come and greet him."
Some of these disciples were taken in by her in the Dong Hua Continent, and some were from the Dong Hai. Most of them had shallow roots and admired the Xuanmen disciples.
Hearing that Zhang Yan came from Qincang School, they all came to greet him and looked at him curiously.
Zhang Yan smiled and raised his hand. He said politely, "Martial nephews, no need to be so polite. I didn't know Fellow Daoist Wang has so many disciples."
Wang Yingfang smiled and shook her head. She sighed, "In Qincang Yu Sect, she doesn't have any disciples." Qincang "." Disciple Wang has no disciples. I don Yu Disciple Qincang. "Sect Brother Qincang has has never had before." But I has has has of Of Sect. "Clan 'Yu Sect.," Mountain (Clan) . "Qi" Sect Master," Yao Of Sect, "Of Temple, 1" Seven, ", Sect master of Yi Sect, Clan, and one Yu Ye., Mountain, Wang Sect, Wang., Sect of Sect,
When she spoke up to here, she gestured with her hand to call over a young woman that wore yellow clothes and had bright eyes and white teeth. She said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you've met my Martial Nephew Fu, so take a look at this disciple of mine. How about you?"
After looking at her, Zhang Yan suddenly pointed with his finger. A beam of light shot into the girl's eyes. The disciples below all changed color and cried out in surprise. But this girl's face was calm. Her eyes were clear, and she didn't look flustered at all.
After looking for a while, Zhang Yan suddenly pointed out with his finger, and a ray of light shot straight into the young woman's eyes. All the disciples below were astounded and exclaimed in shock, but only the young woman's face remained calm, her eyes were clear, and she didn't reveal the slightest trace of panic.
Zhang Yan retracted his sword aura midway and nodded his head in praise: "Excellent aptitude, a tenacious temperament and a good foundation. Although it has not been long since you opened your meridians, if you train well, you will have great achievements in the future.
His praise was sincere. It carried more weight than the polite words from before. Wang Yingfang was happy when she heard it. She said to the girl, "Lan 'er, thank Sect Master Zhang for his praise."
The girl was smart and obedient. She knew what Zhang Yan meant. She blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly. "Wu Lan 'er greets Sect Master Zhang."
She raised her head and looked at Zhang Yan with her beautiful eyes.
Zhang Yan saw her act like this. He laughed in his heart. "I was wondering what Wang Daoist was trying to do. I thought she wanted to show off her disciple. So she's asking me for a greeting gift. I'm not afraid of giving away some benefits. I'm just afraid you won't be able to accept it."
He smiled and took out an item from his sleeve. It was the "Life Marrow Great Virtue Ointment". He had the Mind Comprehending Mystic Art. If he was injured, he only needed to circulate his mystic art and he would be able to recover in an instant. Therefore, this item was not very useful to him. He could use it as a favor.
He shook his hand and threw a jade bottle to Wu Lan 'er. "It's my first time meeting Martial Niece. Sect Master Zhang doesn't have anything good. This item has some effect. I'll give it to you."
He didn't favor one over the other. He took out another eleven packets of medicine from his sleeve and gave them out.
Wu Lan 'er raised her wrist and carefully received it. She didn't even look at what it was. She bowed and said, "Lan' er thanks Sect Master Zhang."
The disciples below also took the elixir, but after turning it over and over in their hands, they couldn't recognize what it was.
One of the disciples couldn't help but open it secretly. He picked it up and looked at it. He smelled it and saw a black lump. He didn't know what it was. It smelled like something burnt. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He thought that Zhang Yan gave them something rotten to deal with them.
However, Wang Yingfang was sitting on the spot. He naturally wouldn't mock her in public. He couldn't help but despise her in his heart.
Wang Yingfang didn't care at first. However, after smelling the smell, she couldn't help but be moved. She suddenly stood up and took a packet of demon medicine. She looked at it and sighed. "Friend, the gift is too much."
Hearing her say that, the disciples became suspicious. Could it really be some kind of treasure? Some clever disciples quickly kept the jade bottle. They were afraid that the thick-skinned disciples would take it.
Back then, in order to cultivate Wang Yingfang and the other two disciples, Tao Zhenren put in a lot of effort. He traveled all over the Donghua Continent to find countless treasures to help them condense their cores and achieve Dao. He himself wasted hundreds of years of cultivation.
Like teacher, like disciple. Wang Yingfang also spared no effort for her disciples. However, she ran around all these years and really didn't have anything good in her hands. Even if she had some wealth, it had long been used up.
Wang Yingfang had heard from Guo Lie that Zhang Yan even had the Hanye Xuan Zhen Grass, this kind of rare thing, on him, so he must be very wealthy. As soon as she saw him, she wanted to do him a favor, and at the same time help her disciples gain some benefits.
However, Zhang Yan's gift was a bit too much. The body of a cultivator was like a treasured raft for achieving Dao. It couldn't be damaged at all. With this medicine, their chances of achieving Dao would increase. These disciples were all receiving benefits from Zhang Yan, but she would have to bear the consequences of this favor in the future.
If Zhang Yan was just a normal cultivator, it would be fine. However, he was a direct disciple of Qincang School. According to Guo Lie, he had his own grotto-heaven. Although he was only at the Mystic Light Realm right now, his cultivation might be above hers in a hundred years. There was no place for him to ask for help from her, so how was she supposed to return this favor?
However, since this item was in her hands, there was no reason to return it.
Wang Yingfang saw that Zhang Yan was smiling faintly. It was obvious that he was doing this on purpose. She felt bitter in her heart and sighed. She thought to herself, Never mind. Eldest Senior Brother wants to ask for a Celestial Palace Decree for this Fellow Daoist Zhang, but Master's attitude is unclear and hasn't said anything yet. If Eldest Senior Brother can't get it, then even if Master punishes me, I will think of a way to help this Fellow Daoist Zhang and return this favor as soon as possible.
While she was thinking with a frown, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist doesn't need to feel troubled. I have something that I need Fellow Daoist's help with."
Wang Yingfang was not shocked but happy. She said, "May I ask what Fellow Daoist needs?"
Zhang Yan smiled lightly. "I see that Fellow Daoist has a few disciples who have just opened their meridians. I wonder if there is a good Jade Elixir Essence Pond in the cave?"
Wang Yingfang was surprised. "Could it be that Fellow Daoist has a nephew that you need to use?"
Zhang Yan nodded. "That's right. On that big ship of mine, there is a junior of a master who asked me to look after her. She is also a female cultivator. Now that her cultivation has reached perfection and is about to open her meridians, she wishes to ask for a suitable Essence Pond."
Wang Yingfang didn't even think and agreed almost immediately. She said, "In my Swan Goose Palace, there are three first-class Essence Ponds. If Fellow Daoist doesn't mind, you can choose any one of them to use."
Zhang Yan raised his hands and cupped them. He said with a smile, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist. With this, one of my worries has been resolved."
Wang Yingfang didn't dare to be careless. She hurriedly bowed and returned the greeting. She secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that this Fellow Daoist Zhang already had a plan. She had been anxious for nothing. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glare at him.
This glare revealed some flirtatious colors. However, Zhang Yan acted as if he didn't see it.
At this moment, a young girl walked in and reported, "Master, there is a person outside. He claims to be a subordinate of Demon King Xuan Tong. He was ordered to deliver an item to Uncle-Master Zhang as an apology."
Wang Yingfang's face revealed a serious expression. This Demon King Xuan Tong usually didn't show himself, but he was one of the Demon Kings that she couldn't see through.
When she heard that he and Zhang Yan had a disagreement, she wanted to help resolve it. However, she didn't know what this Demon King was up to. After thinking for a while, she said, "Summon this person to the palace."
The person who walked into the palace was a delicate boy. His head was lowered and he held a jade plate in his hand. On top of it, there was a brocade box.
With Zhang Yan's eyesight, he could naturally see that this brocade box didn't have any spiritual Qi. He also didn't know what the Demon King was up to.
He waved his hand and took the brocade box over. When he opened the lid, he saw a head placed neatly in it. He could vaguely see the flirtatious charm of the person when she was alive.
He immediately recognized that it was Consort Jade.
Without any change in his expression, he raised his head and asked the boy, "When you left, did Demon King Xuan Tong say anything?"
The boy said crisply, "My master said that Consort Jade was blinded by greed and offended you. She asked for it and hoped that you wouldn't blame her."
Zhang Yan thought for a while and thought to himself, "What a good Demon King Xuan Tong!"
He closed the box and smiled at the boy, "Go back and tell your Demon King that I've accepted this item. I also know his intention. If I'm free in the future, I'll pay him a visit."
Although the boy was young, he was unusually calm. He bowed deeply to Zhang Yan and bowed to Wang Yingfang. When he was about to leave, a golden talisman flew into the palace.
Wang Yingfang was stunned. She reached out and took it. When she opened her fingers, her expression turned serious and she stood up. She looked at Zhang Yan with a complicated gaze and said, "My master invites you to Xuanling Palace."
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