[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 153 [English]

Chapter 153 Master’s most annoying leader

Qi returns to Qi, but there is still a way to go.

After bidding farewell to Mei Hanxue, they walked up from Daicheng for more than half an hour, and finally arrived at the largest sect in the world – Linyi Rufeng Sect.

It can be seen from the name that the Confucian Feng Sect is located in Linyi. In this city, seventy-two immortal mansions of various sizes have been built. Because the mansions are so big that it takes a meal to ride a horse from the front door to the back door, so these mansions are simply called “cities”. Each of the seventy-two cities of the Confucian Feng Sect performs its own duties and has a clear hierarchy. It is obviously different from the one-pot grassroots sect’s peak of life and death.Even a person like Xue Meng, who hates the world of cultivation from the bottom of his heart, couldn’t help but be shocked when he stood at the gate of the city.

Tianhuang noble Confucianism gate.

This statement is indeed true.

heWe came to the main city, which is the largest city in Rufengmen. It has white walls and black tiles, connected to the sky, and towering towers. There are star stone towers on the southeast, southeast, and northwest sides. The main city gate is painted with gold and red. The stretching carriage road is five feet wide and is as long as you can see.The road at the top is paved with high-quality Qi-refining stones. You don’t need to do anything to get this kind of stone. Just stand on it and you can gather spiritual power. Although not much is gathered, everyone knows the principle of gathering sand to form a tower, so each of these stones can be sold for more than a thousand gold.

Xue Zhengyong sighed: “It’s great to have money…”

Mrs. Wang then laughed: “If you have money, do you also want to pave a road for refining Qi at the top of life and death?”

“No, I will pave a square in every village in the Lower Cultivation Realm. This stone is full of spiritual energy, and most little ghosts and monsters will not dare to approach it. If we can pave one in every village, we disciples can hide when encountering demons causing trouble.”

Xue Meng sighed as he listened: “The top of life and death, alas, is a bit poor.”

“Yes.”

At this time, Chu Wanning, who had been silent, spoke: “The Lord knows that for ordinary disciples of Rufeng Sect to eliminate demons, how much does it cost for the people to entrust them?”

“I haven’t asked, how much does it cost?”

Chu nightning stretched out four fingers.

“Four hundred silver?” Xue Zhengyong’s eyes widened, “Is it so expensive?”

Chu Wanning said: “Four thousand gold.”

“…………”

“There are many wealthy businessmen in the upper cultivation world. It is easy for Confucianism to make money. With the Lord’s eighty silver per commission, how can he catch up with them? What’s more, sometimes the Lord doesn’t take any money.” Chu Wanning said, but his eyes were very soft, “Let’s go to the city.”

The Confucian sect always has rules when it comes to dealing with people. The Confucianism sect’s etiquette department has been waiting at the city gate these days. Although they smile at everyone, they know clearly in their hearts what kind of guests are coming and how much they are.

Individuals who are small cultivators can just accompany them to visit and then take them to their residence. Small sects with certain status are led to see the principal guardian elders, who receive them.

As for having now reached the top of the top ten sects, Rufeng Sect did not put on airs and directly invited them to rest in Nuan Pavilion. After Nangong Liu, the head of Rufeng Sect, finished his work, he came to Nuan Pavilion to meet the distinguished guests.

The warm pavilion is burning with rich ambergris incense, and the soft carpet can almost sink half of your foot when you step on it. There are delicate camellias in the pavilion, eight of the same plant with different colors, which are called the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, with white petals.The ones with a little bit of bright red are wrapped in red makeup, and the petals and stems are dyed with red silk. They are the ones leaning on the railing. Xue Zhengyong cannot understand these, but Mrs. Wang understands that every book placed here is of the highest quality.

Xue Meng didn’t understand either. He saw one of the white camellia blossoms blooming charmingly, with a pair of black star spots falling on its soft petals. He thought it was funny and stretched out his hand to touch it.

Chu Wanning said: “Don’t move.”

“Why?”

Allen Chu didn’t speak, but just shook his head. Mrs. Wang sighed and said: “The treasures are charming. Such a book can be sold for tens of thousands of taels of gold.”

“…” Xue Meng retracted his hand with a livid face, and then sat slumped in the cushioned Taishi chair.

He thought of the ranking book he saw on the bookstall before. At that time, he was angry because he was not among the top 100 young heroes and rich men in the world of cultivation. Now he feels that the book is honest and does not deceive him.

There was a big black character printed on his forehead:

Poor.

But having said that, I don’t know where the book went. He lost it before he even had time to finish reading it…

After a while, the curtain made of intertwined red coral and freshwater pearls made a sparkling sound. Two delicate and dignified female nuns, wearing snow gauze fairy clothes from the Confucianism Sect, floated in. One left and one right raised the bead curtain, lowered their eyes and knelt, and their voices were like the warble of an oriole.

“The Immortal Lord in charge has arrived.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his forties walked through the door with a smile. He had an average appearance and a bit of a bookish look. He was an ordinary person who would be immediately overwhelmed if he was thrown into a crowd. Apart from being very fair, he didn’t seem to have anything remarkable about him.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Ran, who was sitting there drinking tea, almost spit out the tea——

“Oh, Master Xue, Master Xue, I’m just looking forward to the stars and the moon. I look forward to you coming to Rufengmen early every day. Look, when you come, you are so heroic and majestic. You are a hero in the world. No one can match it! It’s great, great, my humble house is flourishing! Okay! Okay! Okay!”

Xue Meng: “…………”

Mo Ran: “…………”

The leader of the most dignified sect in the world, faced with the leader of the dead and alive who was the last of the ten sects, he spared no effort and praised him lavishly, saying “Okay!” three times in a row, each one more generous and more passionate than the last.

he praised Xue Zhengyong so vigorously, of course Xue Zhengyong was very impressed, and said with a smile: “No, Master Nangong is so polite.”

“I’m not being polite, I just sincerely envy Head Xue. Head Xue is a generation of heroes, majestic and majestic, and makes people admire him. Looking at him again, he has lost his vitality in middle age. He is already dead and has no fat left. He really feels ashamed of himself.”

Nangong Liu spoke with great enthusiasm. Xue Zhengyong originally wanted to hold it in, but his peacock tail could no longer hold it in and spread out a little: “I don’t dare to take it, I don’t dare to take it, haha, hahahaha, the head of Nangong is too modest.”

Mo Ran had never dealt with Nangong Liu in his previous life. During the Tu Ru Fengmen, this man ran away quickly. Mo Ran didn’t bother to pay attention to such a trash fish, and didn’t care whether he died of swords, guns or sticks in the end, or escaped and lived the rest of his life anonymously.

This was the first time in his life that he had met Nangong Liu so closely, but when he saw his accent, Mo Ran didn’t like it. He lowered his voice and said: “It turns out that the leader of the No. 1 sect in the world has a wonderful mouth.”

Xue Meng heard it, and he rarely agreed with what he said, and whispered: “Yes, look at him, when he opens his mouth, he is really like a lotus with a bright tongue and sharp teeth. I can’t smell the fragrance of flowers in the room anymore, tsk, only the sweet taste of Nangong Liu’s mouth is left.”

After Nangong Liu finished praising the old one, he came to praise the younger one.

“Oh, isn’t this the proud son of heaven, Mr. Xue?”

The impoverished young master Xue Meng is poor and full of energy.

he cupped his hands in a neutral tone: “Headmaster Nangong.”

“It’s true that a hero emerges from a young boy. He’s handsome! Amazing! Look at this nose and eyes, tsk tsk, he’s so energetic! Sure enough, a tiger father has no dog son!”

Xue Meng: “…………”

Nangong Liu turned around and said to Xue Zhengyong: “Brother Xue, I am really envious of you. Look, in today’s world, no young master has even half an inch of your master’s arrogance! As for me, in such a large cultivation world, there are so many young leaders. If your master is ranked second, then no one can be ranked first!”

Xue Meng was still holding it, hating “he”, but Nangong Liu didn’t seem to see the alienation on Xue Meng’s face at all. He threw baskets of warm praises at Xue Meng, knocking the good little Mr. Xue unconscious, and finally showed a smile.

When he whispered to Mo Ran again, what he said was: “Well, this Nangong leader, although he is a bit exaggerated, he is telling the truth.”

“What’s the truth?” Mo Ran was amused and looked at him sideways, “You said you are the second in the world and no one dares to claim the first?”

“What’s wrong, I’m from the Lingshan Conference…”

“That was a competition. Many casual cultivators did not participate. Do you think the world’s heroes can really compete in that small arena?”

“…” Xue Meng’s face turned red. After a while, he muttered angrily, “Forget it, I know you envy me.”

If he was young, Mo Ran would definitely laugh at him again, but now that he is talking, he feels that Xue Meng’s competitive and narcissistic temperament is nothing to argue with, so he nodded and said with a smile: “Okay, okay, I envy you, you are the best.”

But when he looked up at Nangong Liu again, the smile in Mo Ran’s eyes disappeared.

There are many types of evil people in this world. Some people are extremely rebellious and have sins that reach the heavens. The whole world wants to find and kill them, and kill them quickly.

But some people are amazing. With their smooth tongue and flattery, they are rotten to the core, but they are not despised by everyone.

Mo Ran was the first kind of person in his previous life, but what he hated most was not the good people in the world who were against him. He did not hate Mei Hanxue or Xue Meng. He even admired Ye Wangxi and pitied Ye Wangxi.

He hates flatterers like Nangong Liu the most, who will kneel on the ground and lick other people’s hemorrhoids as long as they have something to use.

Damn you, those who suck and lick hemorrhoids.

Since Nangong Liu came in, Chu Wanning has been standing by the window, looking at the neat and magnificent scene of the Confucian style door houses outside.

The strong wind at a high place blew the fragrant soft gauze curtain covering the window into a haze. Chu Wanning stood in the haze, and Nangong Liu’s face was filled with enthusiasm and kindness for a moment, then he quickly packed it up and walked towards the window.

“Master Chu…”

Chu Wanning did not look at he, with a dull expression, and said: “Head Nangong, you and I have already known each other.”

The fragrant gauze that softened into spring water kept blowing on he’s face with the east wind, which made Chu Wanning a little impatient. He raised his hand, slammed against the annoying thing, and said lightly: “No need to say hello.”

Nangong Liu smiled and said, “I don’t have any other meaning. I thought I haven’t met the grandmaster for many years, so I came to say hello, that’s all. Grandmaster, why do you refuse people thousands of miles away?”

“I’m here for Nangong Si.” Chu Wanning still didn’t turn around, “not for you.”

“Si’er will be very happy to see you. Although you didn’t accept him as your disciple, you have enlightened him. After you left, he often told me that he missed you.”

“…”

Seeing that Chu Wanning finally did not retaliate, Nangong Liu said again: “Grandmaster, when the colorful butterfly suppressed the sky, you went to justice and impressed the world. Later, you were rescued by Master Huaizui and returned to Yuanyang, but you must have not recovered yet? Rufengmen specially prepared twenty top-quality soul-raising pills for you. On behalf of the immortals in the world, you expressed your feelings to the grandmaster, and asked the grandmaster to take them-”

“Nangong Liu.”

Chu Wanning finally looked back at he, but the name in his mouth had also changed.He withdrew his arm against Xiangsha, turned around suddenly, and his tall figure seemed to blend into the vast expanse of skylight.

His eyes are like lightning, his brows are frosty, and his eyes are extremely gloomy.

“Don’t put me on such a high pedestal that I can’t get down. How can a mere Confucian sect thank me on behalf of the immortals in the world? Who gave you the face?”

“…” The corners of Nangong Liu’s mouth twitched, but the charming smile on his face finally did not fall. He smiled for a while and said, “Look, why are you doing this…”

Xue Zhengyong knew that Chu Wanning and Nangong Liu had a bad relationship, and the entire cultivation world knew that when Chu Wanning was fifteen years old, Nangong Liu worshiped him as a guest, eating, drinking, and living, and offering him like a god. But within a few years, Chu Wanning suddenly came to ConfucianismFengmen Hall and Nangong Liu turned against each other in public. The two of them talked about “Jin Chengchi”, “Shenwu”, “requests of the monsters at the bottom of the lake”, “morality” and “long illness”. “Madam”, everyone else was confused.

But everyone knows that Chu Wanning was furious in the end and broke into law.

“He received a salary of ten thousand gold at that time, and received more than a thousand pieces of spiritual stones and talismans every month, but he did not take any penny, not even a penny. He stood in front of the palace, took off the Qiankun pouch from his waist in public, returned all the remaining money, and then calmly and without saying a word took off the jade crown of the best guru that Nangong Liu had given him when he paid homage to the guest. He scattered his long hair, and handed the jade crown back to the ceremonial officer of the Confucianism Sect.”

——This is a passage that many storytellers in the lower cultivation world love to talk about.

“Nangong Liu looked ugly, but still tried to smooth things over, so he said to Master Chu: ‘The Immortal has served our sect for so long, and even if he has to leave, he still has to pay the dues. The Confucian Feng Sect doesn’t want to take advantage of others.’

Master Chu said, “In the past, I served in front of the palace just to repay Madam Rong for the meal.”Now that my wife has passed away, your sect is morally at odds with mine, and I have no intention of staying any longer.There is no need for money. I am ashamed to eat your good salary.’ After saying this, he closed his eyes and turned around, saying goodbye to Confucianism.”

Xue Zhengyong originally thought that the storyteller was exaggerating the facts, so he once tried to ask Chu Wanning how the Rufengmen offended him, but Chu Wanning did not like to talk about people behind their backs, so he only shook his head and never elaborated.

But now it seems that the storyteller’s words may actually be true.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Mrs. Wang couldn’t help but come out to smooth things over. She said softly: “Elder Yuheng, don’t be angry. What will happen if you are so angry?” Then she turned to Nangong Liu Lianjun and saluted, “Nangong Immortal Lord, we appreciate your kindness, but there is no shortage of spiritual stones and precious medicines at the top of life and death. We cannot accept your soul-nourishing pills…”

“…Haha, Madam is right, it’s just a lack of consideration.” Nangong Liu walked down the steps and followed the good advice, “Elder Yuheng, if you offend me, please don’t take it personally.”

Mo Ran watched from the side and thought to himself, this man was splashed with cold water by his master, but he could still smile so calmly, it was really amazing.

With this thought in mind, he lowered his head and drank the Rizhao Snow Green Tea from the cup.

Unexpectedly, just when he was drinking tea, Nangong Liu came to him with a smile.

The author has something to say: The name and appearance description of camellia are quoted from the twelfth chapter of “Drunk from Now on” in Jin Yong’s “Dragon and the Eight Parts”. This may be a misunderstanding, and we hereby declare it.

There is only one sentence in today’s small theater:

[Straight man Xue Meng is like a brick, he can move wherever he feels he is lacking]