Unknowingly, the atmosphere in the main hall of the Kunlun slowly became a little strange. Most of the people who could stand here today were cultivators with status or roots in Zhenxianmeng. Since they had status in Zhenxianmeng, they were also a group of elites in the vast land of Shenzhou.
Most of the people who could reach such a position were smart people, and some things could naturally be seen by those who were observant. However, most of the people seemed to be unaware of this. Everyone was amiable and polite. Wherever Perfected Lord Tianlan and Lu Chen went, there was a sea of joy and flattery.
Only the five big shots who were also Perfected Lords of the Divine Transformation Realm behind them had a slightly different expression from the rest. Some frowned slightly, some smiled with slight disdain, and of course, there were also some who seemed to be smiling as if they could not help laughing.
After walking around like this, Perfected Lord Tianlan brought Lu Chen to meet a large number of Yuanying Zhenrens. Old Ma, who was following behind, received gifts until his hands were sore, but he was unusually excited. This guy had probably never seen so many rare treasures in his life, and his eyes were almost dazzled.
Seeing that there was only one last group of people left, when Perfected Lord Tianlan led Lu Chen to that side, he did not stop in front of the few Yuanying Zhenrens in front of the crowd this time. Instead, he nodded at them with a smile and walked forward.
The people next to him were stunned, but after taking a closer look at the crowd, they came to their senses. It turned out that the people standing there were all people from the Kunlun Party. It seemed that Perfected Lord Tianlan was a little embarrassed to "attack" his own people after all.
After seeing Perfected Lord Tianlan's action, the few Yuanying Zhenrens of the Kunlun Party were obviously relieved and a smile appeared on their faces.
After all, they were from the same sect as Perfected Lord Tianlan. If Perfected Lord Tianlan really brought Lu Chen to meet them, not only would they have to give him a greeting gift, but because of this relationship, they would most likely give him a better gift than the others.
Seeing that things were as such, Perfected Lord Tianlan was about to walk past the Zhenrens of the Kunlun Party with Lu Chen. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Chen, who had been quietly following behind Perfected Lord Tianlan and had never overstepped the rules for so long, suddenly turned around and actually left Perfected Lord Tianlan behind. He took a few steps forward and bowed to one of the few Yuanying Zhenrens of the Kunlun Party. with a smile on his face, he said very politely and respectfully, "Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
"Hmm …" There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Many gazes looked over curiously, including Perfected Lord Tianlan who was walking in front, who also looked back in surprise.
At the end of everyone's line of sight, the person who stood in front of Lu Chen with a stunned expression was Masato Kihara of the Kunlun Party.
In the crowd, Su Qingjun, who was originally standing behind Masato Kihara with a slightly complicated expression, suddenly saw Lu Chen like this. For a moment, she was also a little surprised and subconsciously took a step forward.
Although Masato Kihara was stunned, she was after all a Zhenren of the Yuanying Zhenren who had cultivated for many years. She had both bearing and experience, so she quickly adjusted herself and laughed. She quickly reached out to help Lu Chen up and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, you can't do this. Usually, when I see your master in the same sect, I also greet him as a junior and call him Uncle-Master. From now on, you and I can just treat each other as equals. "
Lu Chen smiled and nodded. Perfected Lord Tianlan, who was next to him, walked over. He did not seem to be angry, but found it a little funny. Perhaps he was thinking to himself, "Is this guy actually more cunning than me? He even dares to lay his hands on his own people! "
At the same time, he was also a little curious as to why this disciple of his did not look for anyone else but this Masato Kihara. One must know that in this hall today, the "Uncle-Master" that Lu Chen called out was the most valuable. After half a day, who knew how many treasures he had swindled.
Many people understood this logic. Of course, Masato Kihara could also see it. For a moment, his face was a little bitter and he laughed dryly. At this moment, he naturally recognized Lu Chen's appearance. Back then outside Su Qingjun's cave abode, he had also come into contact with Lu Chen. Therefore, he leaned forward slightly and his expression did not change. However, he lowered his voice and said, "Little Lu, on this big day of yours, why are you staring at me instead of others?"
Su Qingjun stood beside her master and heard this sentence clearly. She frowned slightly and looked at Lu Chen with some unfriendliness, as if there was a little anger.
Lu Chen also lowered his head slightly and then said in a low voice, "Uncle-Master, that year outside the Qingjun Sect, you promised to give me something. You haven't given it to me yet."
"Hmm?" Apart from Su Qingjun, there was also Perfected Lord Tianlan who heard this conversation. At this moment, he raised his brows slightly and looked as if he was going to scold Lu Chen and take him away. Suddenly, he steadied himself and then looked at Masato Kihara with a smile that was not a smile. His smile was full of playfulness.
Sweat immediately dripped down Masato Kihara's face.
Standing at the side, Su Qingjun was also stunned for a moment. Then, as if she thought of something, the corners of her mouth twitched and she seemed to almost laugh out loud. However, she immediately came to her senses and immediately held back her laughter. When she looked at Lu Chen again, she found that he was also looking at her, intentionally or unintentionally.
Their gazes met in mid-air. Su Qingjun gently gritted her teeth, glared at him, and then turned her head away.
After a moment, Masato Kihara coughed and laughed. "Brother Lu is too polite. Today is your big day. With a famous teacher like Uncle-Master Tianlan, your future is boundless. You will definitely be the pillar of the new generation of our Kunlun Party." As he said this, he paused for a moment and stretched out a hand to touch his body.
The surrounding crowd immediately burst into laughter. It wasn't entirely out of mockery, it was just that this matter seemed rather amusing.
However, it was obvious that Masato Kihara was a little unprepared for the current situation. Although he had said the polite words, when his hand touched his body, his movements were slow. It seemed that he had not thought about what gift to give.
Outsiders might not understand, but most people in the Kunlun Party knew that Masato Kihara was born in Tiezhi, and his resources were not as rich as the Kunlun Party. It was only in recent years that he clung to the thigh of Perfected Lord Tianlan that his life slowly got better.
But it was also because of this that he could not show his timidity when Perfected Lord Tianlan was looking at him with a faint smile. Just as he was cursing Lu Chen in his heart and was about to bleed with heartache, suddenly, Su Qingjun beside him took a step forward and put a small box in his hand.
Masato Kihara was shocked. Before he could react, he heard Su Qingjun say calmly, "This is the famous tea 'Little Crane'. It is unique to the Yi Family of Kunlun Mountain's tea growing family. It can calm the mind and is quite effective for cultivating Qi. There is only a small amount produced every year, and it is only given to those who are fated."
After saying that, she did not look at Lu Chen. She lowered her eyes and took a step back, standing behind Masato Kihara again.
"Yi Family, Little Crane …" The smile on Lu Chen's face suddenly disappeared. After a while, he suddenly sighed softly and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Are we fated?"
He shook his head and his expression suddenly seemed a little bleak. He then took the tea from the startled Masato Kihara's hand, bowed to him solemnly, and turned to walk forward.
Perfected Lord Tianlan smiled slightly and also turned to leave. Behind him, Su Qingjun's bright eyes glimmered with a trace of pain and gentleness. She quietly glanced at Lu Chen's back.
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