I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

"Ignore what they are doing, just stay with me when the time comes." Ying Rong sat in the room, seeing that it was time to attend the Xiantai Conference.

The people of Xianmeng said that they would send over the map and formation stone of the Sendai Conference tonight, and those who received the invitation could send it by themselves.

"Let me see." Ying Rong sat in front of the mirror, and he saw a fire-shaped imprint on his brow, which stored the contract and spiritual power carefully laid out by Han Wenye.

As long as he touches it with his spiritual sense, he will be given a strong sense of suppression.

"It looks good." Han Wenye said with a smile.

Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye and said, "At the beginning, I also thought that if there was no way to go, I would just make a contract with you, but I didn't expect it to come true, and it was so early."

Han Wenye smiled, pointed his fingers between Ying Rong's eyebrows, and chanted a spell, and the fire-shaped imprint gradually disappeared in Ying Rong's skin.

Ying Rong took a deep breath, feeling that the aura and monster power in her whole body were slowly being suppressed by Han Wenye's aura.

"Uncomfortable." Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye and said with a frown.

"Endure it." Han Wenye himself was sweating profusely, and he was slightly relieved after watching Ying Rong transform from a human form into a moon wolf, and from a moon wolf into a human form.

"How do you feel?" Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong, who also had a painful expression on his face.

"Uncomfortable." Ying Rong closed her eyes and adjusted her breath for a while, then opened her eyes, looked at Han Wenye and said, "I can barely bear it."

"Well, I'll untie it for you after the ascending to Xiantai meeting." Han Wenye said that he drank two sips of tea, and before he could sit and rest for a while, the disciples of Jianzong came to look for him outside.

"I'll come as soon as I go." Ying Rong said and went out.

Han Wenye waited in Zhenxin Hall for a while, when a disciple came over and said that Ying Rong asked Han Wenye to bring the invitation.

"Okay." Han Wenye took the invitation and walked over.

When he arrived, he saw Ying Rong wearing a long gown with fire patterns, a crown on his head, a handsome face with a cold air, and even a glance at himself that didn't have many warm eyes.

"I can pretend." Han Wenye said as he walked to the disciple of Jianzong and stood up.

"Let's go." An older disciple waved his hand, and the disciples of Jianzong, Danzong Zhenzong and Fazong all joined together.

The suzerain of the formation sect, Jian Tian, ​​has already brought people to set up the formation. This time, three of the four suzerains will go, and only the suzerain of the Dan sect will not go.

Han Wenye glanced at the suzerain of Fazong, he had a round face and a lively personality, but it was awkward to be sandwiched between Ying Rong and the suzerain of Zhenzong, Jian Tian.

Fortunately, with Dan Zhihan around, the two were able to talk lively.

"Get ready, let's go." Jian Tian drank, and bursts of light waved from the formation.

Han Wenye and the others only heard the whistling wind in their ears, and when they waited to open their eyes, they landed on a huge cloud boat.

"The Zhenzong go this way." Jian Tian didn't even have a good face, and left with his disciples.

"Senior Brother Jian is short this time, and I can't control my emotions." The master of the Fazong came over and sighed.

"Senior brother Lin, we're leaving too." Ying Rong clasped her fists together and led the Jianzong disciples to their room.

When dividing the room, Han Wenye and Ying Rong naturally wanted to be together.

But when they watched their suzerain and that surnamed Han walk into a room, the disciples of Jianzong were still in a very complicated mood.

"I don't know how many female cultivators are going to break their hearts this time." The disciple of Jianzong murmured.

"Shh, keep your voice down, how can we talk about the suzerain." A disciple beside him stopped the discussion.

But these words clearly fell into the ears of Ying Rong and Han Wenye.

"Tsk tsk, I don't know how many female cultivators are going to break their hearts? I think you look like this, I'm afraid you will be the most attractive to those handsome and lovely male cultivators." Han Wenye said with a sideways look at Ying Rong.

"What nonsense?" Ying Rong arranged the sound-proof magic circle by herself, and a small pile of spirit stones shone with gentle light.

Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong who was tidying up the house, and walked over with a smile.

"Putting out some kind of sound-proof circle is just like what we're going to do." Han Wenye said and got started.

Ying Rong sighed, and waved his hand to dim the light in the room.

"Why are you so shy." Han Wenye's wicked smile sounded.

The cloud boat flew for about three days, and Ying Rong and Han Wenye stayed in the room for almost three days. Among them, Dan Zhihan went in once, and walked out with a smirk after a while.

After waiting for Dan Zhihan to come out, he saw those young Jianzong disciples looking at him curiously, obviously wanting to know what their suzerain was doing inside.

"Your suzerain..." Dan Zhihan walked away with a mysterious smile halfway through his words.

"Oh, what's the matter... I don't think the one surnamed Han is very attractive." Others' hearts haven't been broken yet, but the hearts of the disciples of Jianzong are beginning to feel bad.

Ying Rong is their suzerain, although he is usually strict with them and not talkative, but as long as Ying Rong is there, someone will protect them from the wind and rain, but now a man has come and snatched away the soul of their suzerain.

"What do you know, I heard that some male cultivators only love this." On the cloud boat, there was nothing to worry about, and the disciples of Jianzong gradually began to discuss again.

And these words happened to be heard by Ying Rong when he exchanged the soundproof array for spirit stones.

Ying Rong's face became hot for a while, and he turned his head to look at Han Wenye who was sitting beside him who was out of shape, and he also looked full.

"How's the rumor going?" Han Wenye came over and asked curiously.

"It's a bit crazy, we are clearly innocent." Ying Rong shook her head and said with a wry smile.

"It's not very innocent." Han Wenye tidied up his robes. In fact, he spent most of the three days helping Ying Rong adjust and strengthen the contract, and the rest of the time was for fun.

Ying Rong was not angry when he heard this, she just stood there in a thin long gown, turned her head and poured a cup of tea for Han Wenye, and said, "Drink some, you have worked hard these three days."

"For you, of course I am willing to endure untold hardships." Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong and said.

Ying Rong couldn't stop laughing when she heard the sound, and naturally sat beside Han Wenye, watching him drink up the spirit tea.

"Stop drinking, I have to go out for a walk." Han Wenye got up and was about to go out.

"Clean up your clothes." Ying Rong sat there, raised her hand and sealed the door with a wave of spiritual energy. If Han Wenye were to let Han Wenye walk out like this, the disciples outside would not know how to pass it on.

"You saw it." Han Wenye smiled and tidied up his robes before walking out.

As soon as he went out, some disciples came over to talk to him, asking him if he was bored or something.

"Fortunately, it's a bit of fun to be with your suzerain." Han Wenye said lightly, and went outside to get some fresh air.

"He... what does he mean?" The disciples of the Sword Sect felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and it was fun to be accompanied by your suzerain. What fun can two big men have.

"All right, all right, stop asking around." The chief disciple of Jianzong was also in a state of confusion, but he still responsibly sorted out the emotions of his juniors.

"Hey, is Brother Han out for a stroll?" The Master of Fazong was outside the Orthodox disciple Fajue, and when he saw Han Wenye coming out, he came over to talk with a smile.

"I met Master Lin." Han Wenye called out politely.

Master Fazong heard that he called himself Master Lin, and said with a smile: "It's so polite, you can just call me Brother Lin, you and Ying Rong's generation."

"Don't dare, Daojun and I haven't reached that point yet." Han Wenye said with a smile.

"Sooner or later, sooner or later." Fa Zong's suzerain said curiously and asked, "Why did you come out alone to ventilate, and you didn't see Junior Brother Ying?"

"Oh, he's not feeling well, so he didn't come over." Han Wenye said with deep meaning.

"Cough cough cough." Just as Han Wenye finished speaking, there was a coughing sound from behind, and it seemed that Ying Rong had come over.

"Oh, I was talking about you, brother, and you came here." The suzerain master of Fazong took out a small bottle from his cuff and said, "This is the healing ointment refined by me, brother, you can use it."

"No, I don't have any discomfort." Ying Rong stared at Han Wenye, and it was as if he had a trace of uneasiness in his heart, Han Wenye was really pouring dirty water on himself.

"Oh." The head of the Fazong turned to look at Han Wenye. Han Wenye gave him a meaningful look, and the head of the Fazong smiled knowingly.

"Brother, I still have something to ask Wen Ye, so let's go first." Ying Rong decided not to let Han Wenye out again.

"I haven't gone to the toilet yet." Han Wenye struggled and cried out in a low voice.

"Go quickly." Ying Rong snorted, staring at Han Wenye as he left.

Waiting for Han Wenye to finish tidying up, seeing Ying Rong standing there coldly, walked over with a smile and said, "I just love waiting for people so much."

"I'm afraid you'll talk nonsense again." Ying Rong said, leading Han Wenye back to the house.

The disciples outside all looked at each other and stopped talking.

"What are you doing? You dragged me into the room in a hurry. People don't know what to think when they see it." Han Wenye sat there and said.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense outside." Ying Rong said with a sullen face.

"Understood, I don't mean to see that they have been muttering nonsense, and simply let the matter go, and they don't care if they don't feel curious." Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong and said: "Besides, we always You can’t always pretend to be clear and clean, you’re no longer a child of fifteen or sixteen.”

Ying Rong's heart twitched when he heard this, and he stopped arguing with Han Wenye, and said directly, "Anyway, you won't be allowed to talk anymore."

"Understood." Han Wenye didn't care, it's fine to spread anything outside, as long as it doesn't delay his eating and drinking, he'll be fine.

"Dong dong dong." As soon as the two finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, saying that they had arrived at the assembly point of the Xianmeng.