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Chapter 83 First Meeting with Zhang Zhiwei
Zhuge Yan turned his head and saw a slightly oversized gray Taoist robe.
After moving up the Taoist robe for a long time, I finally saw the person's face.
High, very high.
This was Zhuge Yan's first impression of that person.
The person who arrived was extremely tall, so tall that one had to look up slightly to see him.
The Taoist robe looked somewhat loose and casual on him, with the collar slightly open and the cuffs casually rolled up, revealing his smooth forearms.
He leaned against the tree trunk, his posture languid, as if every bone in his body exuded nonchalance.
His face was young, with a hint of boyishness that hadn't completely faded.
Her long, black hair wasn't neatly tied up like that of an ordinary Taoist priest; it was simply tied into a bun with an ordinary wooden hairpin, with a few stray strands hanging down her forehead and temples.
"This place is quiet, which is nice."
Zhuge Yan withdrew his gaze and gave a simple, indifferent reply.
He recognized the Taoist robe—it belonged to the Zhengyi Celestial Master's Mansion.
Considering the Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing sitting next to Master Zuo Ruotong, this person's identity is obvious.
The future supreme master, the Heavenly Daoist, the 64th generation Celestial Master, the culprit who slapped Lu Jin to tears—Zhang Zhiwei!
"Yes, it's peaceful."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded, his voice still carrying that lazy tone.
"It's a pity that this peace and quiet will be gone in the time it takes to use the outhouse."
Zhuge Yan was slightly taken aback. He knew that the other party meant that once he arrived, this place could no longer be considered a peaceful place.
Thinking of this, he immediately raised an eyebrow.
"Fellow Daoist, do you feel that I've disturbed your peace and quiet?"
"No, no, fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to send you away."
Realizing he had accidentally said the wrong thing, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hands repeatedly to explain.
He was just thinking that since Zhuge Yan was able to find this place, it meant that there would definitely be more people who would discover it later.
That's why he said he was about to lose his peace and quiet.
Regardless of whether he meant it or not, Zhuge Yan clearly understood it that way!
Zhuge Yan did not speak, but simply waved his hand.
The character 坤 (kūn) is composed of the radical 土 (tǔ) and the radical 河 (hé).
The next second, to Zhang Zhiwei's surprise, an earthen wall suddenly rose up in front of him, separating him from Zhuge Yan on the ground.
"Now it's all good, neither of us can see the other, out of sight, out of mind~"
Don't worry, I won't say anything to disturb you, fellow cultivator.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes lit up instantly.
Hey, what a quirky person!
"Is this some kind of esoteric magic? Are you a sorcerer, fellow Daoist?"
Zhang Zhiwei's voice came from the other side of the wall.
"Um."
Zhuge Yan gave a lukewarm "hmm".
After receiving Zhuge Yan's affirmative reply, Zhang Zhiwei's interest grew even stronger.
Warlocks are a rare breed in the entire world of supernatural beings.
Although his master had taught him the most basic Qimen Dunjia while he was on the mountain, Zhang Zhiwei still felt overwhelmed by the thought of those complicated things.
What's with all this talk about South, North, East, East, West, and Dui? It's enough to make anyone's head explode.
Why would a "military general" need to learn these things?
How can anything compare to the simple and brutal Golden Light Mantra of their Celestial Master's Mansion?
Of course, despite his dislike for it, Zhang Zhiwei genuinely admired the sorcerers who could learn these things and apply them in actual combat.
Putting aside everything else, anyone who can learn Qimen magic, regardless of combat strength, must be quite intelligent, right?
"May I ask your esteemed name, fellow traveler, and which sect or school you belong to?"
Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei did not seem to intend to follow his previous suggestion, Zhuge Yan simply raised his hand again and removed the earthen wall between the two of them.
"Zhuge Yan, Sanyi Sect."
"Zhuge...Sanyi Sect..."
Zhang Zhiwei frowned.
Judging from Zhuge Yan's surname and the sorcerer's skills he just displayed, it's not hard to guess that he should be from the Wuhou faction.
But then there's the Sanyi Gate...
Only after being reminded by Zhuge Yan did he realize that the person in front of him had hair that was not the usual black, but rather a very light white.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiwei's interest grew even stronger.
He had come all the way down the mountain to attend the Lu family's birthday banquet, but his master hadn't brought any of his other fellow disciples, only him.
Why? It must be to improve myself and broaden my horizons!
The prestigious Lu family is known throughout the entire world of supernatural beings; every member of the family is an outstanding individual.
Especially Lu Jin, who is said to have been a disciple of the Sanyi Sect, which is a Xuanmen sect like their Celestial Master's Mansion, since childhood. His talent and temperament are recognized as outstanding among the younger generation!
His master brought him down the mountain this time, who knows, just so he could experience this young master Lu's triple rebirth!
Yes! It can't be wrong! How clever I am!
Master, rest assured, your disciple has understood!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei, who thought he had grasped his master's true intentions, spoke up again.
"Fellow Daoist, you come from the Sanyi Sect, so your current state must be the legendary Reverse Rebirth Third Stage, right?"
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei looked Zhuge Yan up and down.
That look in his eyes was exactly like someone admiring a fine work of art!
Zhuge Yan felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so he quickly frowned and asked in return:
"What exactly do you want?"
"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Zhang Zhiwei, a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion."
Zhuge Yan understood immediately; it was indeed the legendary "wicked disciple."
He nodded: "So you are Senior Brother Zhang from the Celestial Master's Mansion. My apologies for not recognizing you sooner."
The form of address used was that of a peer, which was both polite and maintained a sense of distance.
"I wouldn't dare accept the title of senior brother; let's each discuss our own points."
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over Zhuge Yan once more, with a hint of inquiry in it.
What should I do? If Master's purpose in coming down the mountain is really to let me experience the Threefold Reversal of Life of the Sanyi Sect, then what should I do to make him take action?
We can't just attack them directly, can we?
When Master returns to the mountain, he'll surely beat me to death!
While Zhang Zhiwei's mind raced, he chatted casually with Zhuge Yan.
"Look at you, sneaking out of that crowd like you were fleeing a disaster."
What, you can't stand that kind of superficial excitement either?
"Um."
Zhuge Yan's words were concise and to the point.
"It's too crowded, I feel uncomfortable."
He made no secret of his discomfort with noisy places.
"A fellow traveler."
Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have found a kindred spirit, grinning to reveal a set of neat white teeth, his languid demeanor revealing a touch of youthful cheerfulness.
"I also came here to find some peace and quiet. When the old folks get together, they're either discussing philosophy or trying to build relationships; it's exhausting to listen to."
"It's better here; there are trees, there's wind, and no one's making noise."
He tilted his head slightly, feeling the breeze passing through the gaps in the leaves, looking quite content.
A brief silence fell between the two.