653: First Love, Meishan Gathering
“...”
When Fu Aniu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
“Keep making things up, you!”
Xie Weilou looked at Fu Aniu: “Brother Fu, do you not believe me?”
Fu Aniu was silent for a second, then gave a wry smile: “It’s not that I don’t believe it, it’s just too bizarre, too shocking. Just one incense stick ago, I heard the Longevity Saintess chasing after a man, saying it was love-turned-hate. I didn’t expect that in the blink of an eye, she’d have a childhood sweetheart...”
Xie Weilou said with a serious expression: “The person you’re talking about is me! After she broke up with me, she suddenly regretted it, crying and making a scene, begging me to get back together with her. But a man like me never goes back on his word. Since I’ve let go, how could I agree to her?”
“...”
When Fu Aniu heard this, he had some guesses.
He probably stole the Longevity Saintess’s storage ring, which led to the Longevity Saintess chasing him, and he was spouting nonsense while being pursued.
However, to be able to steal the Longevity Saintess’s storage ring and still enter here safely to drink flower wine while being chased by her, this person is not simple!
Fu Aniu looked at Xie Weilou with admiration, unable to help but give a thumbs-up: “Brother, you don’t go back on your word; such integrity, I admire it. May I ask your esteemed name?”
Xie Weilou gently waved his folding fan, and said with a hint of arrogance: “The most infatuated person in the Eastern Desolate, Xie Wushi!”
“Cough cough!”
Fu Aniu couldn’t help but cough when he heard this. This person is shameless, too shameless.
“...”
Xie Weilou smiled as he put away the storage ring and continued to pour a cup of fine wine to taste.
Fu Aniu sized up Xie Weilou: “Three days from now, there will be a small gathering at Plum Mountain, thirty li outside Xuan Cang City. Some people from the Holy Land will be present, including the Longevity Saintess. I wonder if Brother Xie would be interested? It’s said that this gathering is also related to this Red Dust Pavilion.”
Xie Weilou asked: “Oh? Is there any fun to be had?”
Fu Aniu said: “There’s no fun, but they will be discussing attacking Hanging Coffin Temple.”
“Hanging Coffin Temple?”
Xie Weilou looked at Fu Aniu.
Fu Aniu explained: “Hanging Coffin Temple is a very peculiar temple in Xuanji Province, with a powerful figure of great influence presiding over it. Half a month ago, news spread that the Buddhist mighty figure had passed away... That mighty figure was not simple; he mastered many Buddhist secret arts. Many people want to go and witness those Buddhist secret arts.”
“Witness” is a euphemism. The real purpose, of course, is to seize the Buddhist secret methods. The fact that people from the Holy Land are mobilized is enough to show the extraordinary nature of those secret methods.
“So that’s how it is!”
Xie Weilou showed a look of sudden realization.
Fu Aniu said with a rich smile: “If Brother Xie is interested, you can go to Plum Mountain together.”
Xie Weilou sighed: “I’m not very interested. How can an outsider blend into a gathering of chosen ones? Let’s just forget about it.”
When Fu Aniu heard this, he just assumed Xie Weilou was scared.
Having stolen something from the Longevity Saintess, how could he dare to appear before the Longevity Saintess?
——————
Three days later.
For the Plum Mountain gathering, chosen ones from various dynasties, sects, and Holy Lands all rushed to Plum Mountain.
This gathering was not simple; chosen ones from Longevity Holy Land and Myriad Sword Holy Land would all be present, which naturally attracted young people from all sides to flock there.
With the appearance of chosen ones, some naturally wanted to compete and see the difference between them, while others wanted to meet the beauties of the Holy Land.
It was said that the Longevity Saintess would also personally attend, and countless men were naturally interested in this rumored beauty.
Plum Mountain.
Located thirty li north of Xuan Cang City, it is a massive mountain, two thousand meters high, with vibrant plum blossoms blooming all year round, offering excellent scenery.
At this moment, many young cultivators were flying up Plum Mountain on their treasures, while others enjoyed plum viewing as a pastime, slowly walking up along an ancient path.
Xie Weilou was currently on the ancient path. He had transformed into Heartless’s appearance, wearing a white monk’s robe, with an otherworldly temperament and extraordinary handsomeness.
When out and about, one’s identity is self-given. That monk had tricked him before, so it was only natural to return the favor!
Half an hour later.
Xie Weilou arrived at the central area of Plum Mountain.
What greeted his eyes was a lake, with a waterfall flowing down from the mountain and continuously pouring into the lake. Around the lake were numerous plum trees, vibrant in color, pleasing to the eye, and exuding a fragrant aroma that made one feel refreshed.
In the center of the lake were several large pavilions, connected by long corridors.
At this moment, many young cultivators were gathered in the pavilions. Fu Aniu was among them, drinking tea with a plain-looking man in a black robe.
“...”
Xie Weilou entered a pavilion. He glanced at the black-robed man, his expression a little strange.
A familiar cultivation technique aura, this was that monk!
The black-robed man was Heartless. When he saw Xie Weilou in this disguise, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.
He had met his match. He had tricked this guy before, and now this guy was disguised as him, deliberately trying to trick him?
“Brother Xie, what’s wrong?”
Fu Aniu looked at Heartless with a puzzled expression. He had met this person after arriving at Plum Mountain. Interestingly, the other party also had the surname Xie, calling himself Xie Heartless!
In this short time, he had already met two people named Xie, and both were equally unfathomable.
“Nothing!”
Heartless had a helpless expression.
Xie Weilou looked at Heartless, a rich smile on his face: “amitābha! Benefactor, I see you have a connection with me. How about converting to my Buddha? If Buddha does not save you, this humble monk will save you.”
“Cough cough! I do indeed have a connection with Buddha.”
Heartless coughed lightly. He knew that Xie Weilou had recognized him.
Fu Aniu looked at Xie Weilou: “Master, would you like to come over and have a drink?”
Xie Weilou said: “amitābha! As a monk, I do not break precepts! If I break precepts, I would be letting down the Buddha! I fear I would be struck by lightning and sent to the eighteen layers of hell.”
Heartless had a speechless expression. Was he scolding the monk by pointing at the mulberry tree, or rather, scolding the bald head by pointing at the monk?
“Uh... it was my oversight.”
Fu Aniu smiled apologetically.
Whoosh!
Just then, a sound rang out, and two groups of cultivators flew in.
One group came from Longevity Holy Land, led by the Longevity Saintess and the Longevity Holy Son.
The other group was led by a burly man in golden battle armor, carrying a giant sword on his back.
A terrifying aura emanated from him. He was a Guixu Realm cultivator, from Myriad Sword Holy Land.
“The people from Longevity Holy Land and Myriad Sword Holy Land are here.”
“The Longevity Saintess and the Longevity Holy Son are actually among them. The Longevity Saintess is indeed peerlessly beautiful, but it’s a pity we can’t see her face, which is regrettable.”
“The Longevity Holy Son is not only exceptionally handsome but also very powerful, truly admirable.”
“That man carrying the giant sword is Jian Jun, a chosen one from Myriad Sword Holy Land! It’s rumored that he entered the Guixu Realm three months ago, which is quite remarkable.”
Everyone present gazed at the people from Longevity Holy Land and Myriad Sword Holy Land. The arrival of two major Holy Lands was no small matter.
(PS: Not in good form, only two chapters today.)
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