Chapter 20: The Ones with Moist Skin Are All Mature Women (1)

The Fire Region is located in the easternmost part of the Xia Dynasty.

　　It is located in the north of Chuzhou, Yuzhou, and borders the open sea. Its area is no more than a hundred miles. Due to the harshness, dryness and heat of this area, there is hardly a drop of moisture in the air, making it sparsely populated.

　　Ordinary people can hardly survive in the Fire Region. Even cultivators who have not yet reached the state of transformation have to purchase countless fire-avoiding pills in order to practice in this area which is filled only with fire spiritual energy.

　　The reason why the fire region turned into a red land was nothing more than a place in the center of the region, called "Demon Suppression Mansion".

　　There are ancient rumors that there are many planes, divided into upper and lower. Among them, after the cultivator Dongxu asks for the way, the upper world he ascends to is called "Xiancheng", and when people die, the lower world they leave is called "Jiuyou".

　　To ascend to the Immortal City, one needs to pass through the Heavenly Gate, and to go to the Nine Netherworlds, one naturally needs a certain passage. Although not many people have seen it, they all know that the passage is in the 'Demon Suppression Mansion'.

　　The Demon-Suppressing Mansion is guarded by the Fire Realm for generations to prevent evil spirits from the underworld from escaping and harming the human world.

　　However, for thousands of years, there were only hot and boring days in the Fire Region. Not to mention evil monsters, there were not even many insects.

　　In the winter of the sixteenth year of Emperor Zhao'an of the Great Xia Dynasty, the day before the sect competition was held.

　　On the edge of the cliff, Xiao Zhang, Lord of the Fire Territory, wearing a scarlet cloud robe, held an invitation from the court in his hand, and looked down at the bottomless abyss below the cliff, thinking for a moment.

　　And this is the Demon-Suppressing Mansion well-known to the world, the passage between the Underworld and the human world, the Demon Abyss.

　　"Ahhh, it hurts!"

　　The sound of sanding, accompanied by voices, came from behind Xiao Zhang. Looking in the direction of the sound, a charming young woman was twisting the girl's ears and walked out from behind a big rock.

　　The young woman's name was Liao Ni, and she was the first wife of Domain Lord Xiao Zhang. She looked to be about thirty years old, just in her prime. She wore a colored glaze chain around her neck and jade bracelets on her fair wrists, and she looked like a distinguished lady.

　　She wore a red diamond-shaped skirt with water sleeves, which wrapped her body tightly, but her extraordinarily plump breasts and waist still looked exaggeratedly swollen despite the restraints.

　　But the young woman is plump but not fat, which shows that she is good at taking care of her body and maintaining her youth and beauty.

　　The girl, Xiao Bailing, was thirteen years old, in the prime of her youth, with skin as fair and smooth as a porcelain doll.

　　She was wearing a plain white floral dress that dragged on the ground, and small flat shoes made of soft animal skin. Her ten toes were so tender and sparkling that they shyly poked their heads out. Each one was rosy and soft, and her toenails were as pink as petals.

　　As cute as she looks, her personality is far from as gentle as she looks.

　　This little darling grew up in the Fire Region. It can be said that apart from her parents, basically no one can control her. Therefore, being willful and capricious is the main theme of the little girl Bailing.

　　"lady?"

　　After seeing Liao Ni, Xiao Zhang's expression changed slightly, and then his eyes fell kindly on the girl again.

　　"Daddy, humph!"

　　Seeing his father looking over, Xiao Bailing quickly shook off his mother's hand that was pinching his ear, and ran to Xiao Zhang, yelling:

　　"My mother bullied me and didn't allow Xiao Bailing to look for my father. Daddy, please judge for me."

　　The words were clear and what she meant was that my daughter, my mother had discovered that I had come to secretly look for my father, so you have to speak up for me. You can't let my mother pinch my ears, and you can't let her lecture me!

　　Without any hesitation, Xiao Zhang immediately understood what his daughter meant and asked, "Why is Madam here? Is the food ready?"

　　Obviously trying to find an excuse to change the subject for her daughter, Madam Liao Ni smiled helplessly and said, "What do you think, my husband, the Lord of the Fire Territory who guards the Demon Abyss all day long?"

　　"hehe."

　　Xiao Zhang scratched his head, which didn't have much hair to begin with, knowing that his wife was making fun of him for squatting here every day to guard the abyss, and said guiltily, "It's almost time, wait for the elders to come over and take over, then I'll go back and have dinner with you guys."

　　"Great!" Seeing her mother's anger subside, Xiao Bailing, who was about to go home for dinner, waved her fists and shouted, "Let's go home for dinner. Today, my mother made a big lion's head. It's delicious."

　　Xiao Zhang smiled and said, "Really?"

　　"Hey~" Liao Ni sighed, then frowned as if something was wrong: "How do you know it's a lion head?"

　　The little lark immediately spread her feet and ran out. In her mind, the ground was probably no different from a hot pot.

　　"You little bitch, did you cheat on me?" Liao Ni lifted her skirt and chased after him, her charming buttocks rolling like waves of flowers.

　　From a distance came the silver bell-like laughter of Xiao Bailing, who denied: "No! I just licked it, mother, please don't chase me..."

　　As a family of three, there is delicate beauty in the long and trivial life, but who knows when the end of daily life will come?

　　The next morning.

　　In a house on the cliff mountain of the Fire Realm Demon Abyss, a little lark was swinging on a swing under a tree.

　　The girl's arms that were pulling the rope were flushed with pink, her face as delicate as porcelain was filled with smiles, and her slightly bulging breasts, as tender as water, swayed from time to time as she was swaying.

　　Liao Ni tied her husband's sleeves tightly and reminded him, "When you pass through Chuzhou on this trip, don't forget to light three incense sticks in the Hui tribe, which is also considered filial piety."

　　Xiao Zhang stared at his wife's face, which remained as beautiful as ever after the passage of time:

　　"After a hundred years of cultivating immortality, it's time to go back to the Xiao family. Madam's wise words will be remembered by Xiao Lang."

　　"Okay, I have to leave." Xiao Zhang took a deep breath and turned to look at his daughter: "Bai Ling, Daddy will be gone for a few days, you have to be good."

　　The little lark was having fun at first, but when he heard what his father said, he turned his face away, covered his mouth and didn't say a word.

　　Obviously, she was still sulking because she was begged by him all night but was not taken out.

　　Xiao Zhang smiled immediately, walked to his daughter's side, and patted her little head. "How about Daddy come back and teach you the second half of the Fierce Sword Technique? You know, that is a very, very powerful sword technique. Shangguan Jianxian almost lost to Daddy back then."

　　Liao Ni on the side rolled her eyes in disgust. That time, not long after her husband entered Dongxu, he was challenged by Shangguan Yuhe, who was in the early stage of Huayun. His sword skills were broken just like that. If it weren't for his high level, he would have been ground to the ground and ravaged by the sword immortal. Now he actually wants to brag?

　　It turns out that you, the Lord of the Fire Domain, are shameless. Shangguan Jianxian doesn't care, but I, the mistress, can't afford to lose face like this!

　　But Xiao Bailing just thought that his father was the most powerful person in the world, so he was very interested in learning his father's swordsmanship.

　　But there was no need to speak out all the girl's thoughts. Little Bailing didn't want to pay too much attention to her old father, lest she be seen as easy to coax. She just raised her little finger and waved it in front of her father:

　　"Then it's a deal, pinky promise."

　　After the two of them signed the contract, Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, let me go to Liangzhou to see which outstanding people have emerged."

　　After he finished speaking, Xiao Zhang waved his hand, intending to open the gate of the void and teleport to Chuzhou first. After burning incense and seeing his relatives, he would jump to Liangzhou City to participate in and watch the competition.

　　Unexpectedly, the force of space only scraped the air without creating any gap at all.

　　The so-called "Dongxu" means to realize the word "xu". What is "xu"?

　　You can open up a cave, explore the void, and gain a preliminary understanding that all things from existence to nothingness are empty.

　　The power of space is like forcibly breaking open a passage where there is nothing in the world, from existence to non-existence. This passage will connect to an unknown area, and only those who enter the void can control where the other end leads to.

　　But now, Xiao Zhang's ability to break through the air seemed to have been wiped out by heaven and earth, or it had lost its due effect.

　　"Go? Where can you go?"

　　A voice struck deep into Xiao Zhang's soul, bringing deep fear.

　　The gravel on the ground trembled slightly. Xiao Zhang turned around and protected his wife and daughter behind him. At the same time, several figures in fire cloud robes fell into the house from the sky.

　　"Lord, a thick miasma has risen from the Demon Abyss. The third brother has been trapped in the strange fog, so we have no choice but to retreat."

　　There was also a person holding a Tiandun card, who was constantly communicating with the outside world with his spiritual consciousness, and reported to Xiao Zhang: "Domain Lord, our entire mountain is surrounded by miasma, and we can't contact the outside world."

　　Immediately afterwards, a light flashed above the mansion, which was enough to resist the void. A large formation engraved with complicated formation patterns appeared, covering the entire mansion.

　　Bang!

　　There was a crisp sound and ripples appeared in the formation, as if it was attacked by something. However, to everyone's surprise, there was nothing but black miasma outside the formation.

　　Even Xiao Zhang, a Dongxu cultivator, couldn't help but frown: "Madam, take Bailing and hide first."

　　"Um."

　　Liao Ni was not a soft-hearted woman. After looking at her husband deeply, she picked up her daughter and hid in the room. At this moment, the girl was no longer as noisy as before. All she could see was her father's back.

　　"Such a strong aura!" Xiao Zhang looked up at the large formation that was constantly under attack. Even though he didn't see the attackers, his Dongxu Divine Sense could sense the powerful force from the outside world, which was much stronger than his own.

　　Bang--

　　In the continuous attacks, the formation was finally broken. Xiao Zhang and three of his subordinates formed a circle, stood still and looked up, with the spiritual power in their hands ready to be released.

　　In the silence...

　　In the thick miasma fog, a withered hand as big as half a mountain suddenly appeared.

　　A desolate wail howled as the withered hand appeared. The most horrifying thing was that the skin on the withered arm was constantly forming lumps, which then fell off the withered hand and turned into strange creatures.

　　And in the palm of the withered hand, there are tens of millions of eyes that look down on the earth and despise human figures.

　　Jiuyou under the Demonic Abyss has become active again after the ancient war thousands of years ago.

　　—————————

　　Liangzhou City.

　　The shops on the street had already closed, leaving only the taverns and brothels with lights on.

　　It was the third day of the competition. The weather was very bad that night. A cold drizzle began to fall. Thunder flashed from time to time in the distance, and the weeds on the roadside rustled in the wind.

　　Su Yun was walking on the road drinking. His mood was neither bad nor that bad.

　　But I don't know when, the young man never put down the wine, full of thoughts, always feeling bitter in his heart, but unable to express it.

　　After receiving the antidote from his master, Su Yun tried to contact the wet nurse using the Tiandun card, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't get through.

　　Similarly, Su Yun also contacted his mother, but the result was the same, no one responded.

　　Su Yun once tried to go up to the viewing platform to look for his mother, but was always stopped and was not allowed to see her.

　　There had been no news from the Great Xia prince in the past few days. It seemed that he was the only one left in the entire Liangzhou. The only person who could talk to him was the lady from the tofu pudding shop when he drank every day.

　　Ding-ling-ling——

　　A white camel appeared in the distance. Between its towering humps, a woman was sitting sideways, walking slowly towards Su Yun.

　　Walking on the same road, Su Yun's eyes inevitably fell on the girl.

　　The girl had a great figure, and was wearing a vine-colored brocade dress with flowers on the collar that intertwined around her slender white neck. Her large breasts swayed under her clothes as she walked like a camel.

　　She was wearing a skirt with no underpants on, and a pair of lace-up high-heeled boots on her feet. Her beautiful toenails were exposed, sparkling in the night sky. The high-heeled boots wrapped around her round heels and were tied all the way down to her knees. Upon closer inspection, her jade-like calves were squeezed to reveal a hint of redness.

　　Unfortunately, the woman was wearing a purple veil on her face, leaving only a pair of clear purple eyes visible, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

　　However, a wise man sees the subtle to know the beginning, and sees the beginning to know the end.

　　Just looking at her slim figure, she is enough to turn all the colors of the world into dust, stunning everyone for thousands of years.

　　The young man with a sword on his waist and the girl riding a camel were walking towards each other and bumping into each other.

　　Before the two sides were about to meet, Su Yun politely withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly with a smile.

　　I was thinking of just saying goodbye, but suddenly a clear and pleasant female voice sounded in my ears, with a slight hint of southern Xinjiang style.

　　"Xiao Guoguo's smile is so fake. Not only that, there is nothing fake about you."

　　After hearing this, Su Yun turned around and looked. The girl in purple also stopped and looked at him.

　　For a moment, Su Yun actually touched his face. The mask given by his master was still on his face, but he had a feeling that the girl's clear purple eyes fell on him, as if they could see through everything.

　　Su Yun was stunned for a moment before he asked, "What do you mean, young lady?"

　　The girl withdrew her eyes upon hearing this, and the strange and enchanting color in her pupils disappeared in an instant. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and the veil was slightly lifted by the breeze, revealing her beautiful face, which instantly made people lose their souls.

　　For the second time in his life, Su Yun was completely stunned after seeing the woman's face.

　　The last time was several years ago, when I saw my mother dancing with a sword on the top of a mountain.

　　"Yes, that's it." Seeing Su Yun frowning, the girl smiled, her starry eyes slightly curved like crescent moons, which was very beautiful.

　　He was teasing one moment and laughing the next.

　　Su Yun was really unsure of the girl's ways.

　　Suddenly, the girl's expression calmed down again, and she asked, "What's Xiao Guoguo's name?"

　　Su Yun answered cautiously: "Liu Guzhou."

　　Hearing Su Yun's name, the girl frowned slightly, then relaxed her eyebrows and asked again: "Is this really your name?"

　　This time Su Yun did not answer, but asked: "What did you call me, young lady?"

　　The girl sat on the camel's hump, looking down at Su Yun:

　　"My last name is Jiang, and my given name is Xuanji. Jiang is the same as Miao Jiang, and Xuanji is the same as the top four stars. I will be the champion of this competition, the one who will defeat you, and the number one in the world in the future."

　　After saying this, Jiang Xuanji lightly touched the camel with her feet and left leisurely.

　　Su Yun watched the girl's back gradually leaving. The three-foot-long green sword in the space of Qiankun in his sleeves kept trembling, and he whispered:

　　"This woman has such a strong will!"

　　As for Jiang Xuanji who was leaving, after turning into the alley, his expression changed and he murmured, "When this little Guoguo looked at me at first, he clearly felt the cold and chilly aura. If he hadn't realized that I had no hostility, I'm sure he would have suddenly exerted force with the hand that had been holding the hilt of the knife."

　　"It's really not easy to catch the leader. Moreover, after a closer look today, that person is really wearing a Gu skin mask from my Miaojiang. Could it be that in addition to my tribe, there were other people from Miaojiang who were able to escape?"

　　"Grandpa, if you were still here, could you tell me?"

　　After whispering, Jiang Xuanji raised her head and lifted her veil with her slender hands, letting the raindrops fall onto her fair skin, revealing a beautiful face as pretty as frost, with misty eyes containing stars, a beauty mole under the corner of her right pupil, and a charming look.

　　Apart from the enchanting appearance of her clothes, this woman actually has a noble and dignified air that transcends her age.

　　Judging from her looks alone, Jiang Xuanji seems to be able to compete with Shangguan Yuhe, Empress Liu Zhouyue and other beauties who are often on the Rouge List, but she lacks the gentleness of a mature woman.

　　But in the rain at this moment, it seemed that only she, and only she, could be called the beautiful fairy.

　　—————————

　　At the same time, in a restaurant somewhere.

　　Meng Nan, who had met Su Yun earlier, was standing outside the room with a nervous mood.

　　Meng Nan was born in Tianmu Town, Miaojiang, Qingzhou. He was a member of the Meng family, which has been engaged in the production of incense using rare wood for generations. He was named after the "Nan" in the Huangnan Tianmu wood, which is used to make luxurious aromatherapy products.

　　The Meng family hoped that this child could carry forward the Meng-style incense wood making method.

　　But as time passed, although Meng Nan showed a unique talent for taste discrimination and had unique insights into various fragrant woods and aromatherapy products during his learning and growth, he was unable to make qualified aromatherapy products by himself, and was gradually excluded by the Meng family.

　　Later, because Meng Nan had a pretty appearance and resembled a woman, and because people could only smell her fragrance but not make it, she was labeled a "woman".

　　However, when he was feeling discouraged, he met the recognition of the eldest daughter of the Li family in the same town. Miss Li's hands-on ability and Meng Nan's unique scent identification skills worked together to produce many incense products with a good reputation.

　　The mulberry shade remains unchanged as Tianmu Town is about to host the "Yexun" competition, which is held every three years.

　　Meng Nan wanted to express his feelings to Miss Li by giving her a perfect perfume, but he accidentally overheard Miss Li's private conversation with her best friend the night before:

　　"Alas, how long are you going to maintain your relationship with the 'young lady' of the Meng family? Recently, the skilled men in the village have rarely interacted with us because of this."

　　"Humph! If it weren't for Meng Nan's rare talent in identifying scents, I wouldn't have put on such an admiring face for him. But anyway, the work for the competition has been completed. Once my name spreads to Youzhou, and the governor appreciates me, I will find a reason to cut off all ties with him one day."

　　Upon hearing this, Meng Nan trembled and ran away quickly.

　　The full-speed running at that time made him forget the physical fatigue, and that motivation may have come a lot from psychological harm.

　　He originally thought that he was born with strong muscles and was a little stronger than his peers, which was why he was unable to master delicate work and complete the production of incense.

　　But with the unique ability to identify scents and contribute to the family, it should be appreciated, right?

　　What he didn't expect was the ridicule of his peers, and even the criticism from his elders.

　　He originally thought that Miss Li had some admiration for him, and when he played with Miss Li and made incense, he gradually soothed Meng Nan's trauma from being ridiculed. However, the truth he learned tonight only aggravated the trauma.

　　He wanted to escape, escape from this town, escape from this place that smelled both good and bad.

　　But what happened after Meng Nan escaped? He was only fifteen years old and had no skills in this world. What could he do?

　　Mere mortals fled their hometowns, had no land to farm, no income, and had to hide from officials in the Xia Dynasty's county town to arrest displaced households.

　　Along the way, Meng Nan worked as a beggar, a porter at the dock, and was even captured and forced into a brothel to become a male actor and prostitute because of his good looks.

　　Fortunately, he had a talent for escaping and escaped without being humiliated by the guests.

　　During this displaced journey, Meng Nan heard that there was a powerful sect in Youzhou city, where women held high positions and were very good at making incense.

　　Meng Nan, who hoped to make a living in this sect with his village skills, started from Liucheng, Youzhou, and headed for the Immortal Palace.

　　He also held two large sacks in his left and right hands, one of which was completely wrapped up, with no clues to what was inside.

　　The other bag can be clearly seen to be filled with various wood materials, including a brocade box. Although the material is not outstanding, it is not difficult to see that it is an exquisitely handmade product.

　　After bribing the roadblock soldiers along the way, Meng Nan safely arrived at Youzhou, the main city.

　　Youzhou City is the place where the first-rate sect "Xian Palace" was founded, and its capital is naturally different from other cities.

　　The most direct feeling was that after passing through the concealing barrier in the city, ten extremely thick and long iron chains were actually rising in the city that looked ordinary from the outside.

　　According to Meng Nan's rough estimation, the iron chain might be ten times thicker than his waist.

　　These ten large iron chains are all suspended in the air and inserted into the clouds.

　　Surrounded by cranes above the clouds, a mountain top floats in the air, almost covering the entire city, but it seems that because of the formation, the city is not blocked from sunlight by the hanging mountain.

　　Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, from time to time, there would be a woman in plain white clothes sitting on the edge of the cliff, pointing downwards with her hands, and then making each other laugh;

　　There may be some female fairies flying in the sky hand in hand, scattering flower petals and dew down below, and the mortal people below kowtow devoutly. Some people with diseases and missing limbs will get better the moment they come into contact with the gift, which can be called a miracle.

　　Meng Nan was greatly shocked. It was the first time in his life that he had seen such a magnificent and ethereal place that did not seem like part of the human world. He could not help but give a thumbs up to the mountain above.

　　Then with a plop, a piece of fresh, fragrant crane poop hit his handsome face.

　　Damn it, he didn't die, and the hit was in the eye.

　　Meng Nan silently retracted his thumb, wiped off the crane poop, and blinked his eyes with difficulty:

　　"Hey, the birds here are different from those in other places. They smell so sweet. I wonder if those birds in the mountains... huh!?"

　　As he whispered, a few gusts of wind blew up.

　　A cloud crane landed in front of Meng Nan, with a woman standing on the crane.

　　The woman had a bun on her head, with mutton-fat jade pendants hanging from her ears. Her face looked a little cold, and her figure, revealed under her frosty-black satin skirt with a rose pattern, seemed a little thin and lacked some feminine charm.

　　But the woman's face was extremely stunning. In the reflection of the morning light, her face was flushed, and her charm was alluring even before she opened her lips.

　　It can be said that this woman... no, this fairy, is the most beautiful and fairy-like person Meng Nan has ever seen in his life.

　　After landing and seeing Meng Nan, the woman apologized, raised her green jade hand, and used her spiritual power to wash away the dirt on Meng Nan's face: "Miss, I'm sorry for offending you."

　　Hearing Wen Li's voice, Meng Nan said with embarrassment: "Uh, fairy, please don't misunderstand me, I am a real man."

　　The fairy took back her hand: (゜д゜)

　　"You...you you! This...looks like a...man?"

　　The woman showed a look of surprise, and even her voice trembled.

　　Meng Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His face, which looked as beautiful as a woman, was really a punishment from God.

　　Then, the woman quickly accepted the fact. The gentle eyes that she had used to look at Meng Nan turned sharp and cold again. Her straight gaze seemed as terrifying as if it wanted to swallow someone.

　　Meng Nan had seen this kind of look before, it was the look that the incense burner masters in the town looked down on him.

　　After seeing this, Meng Nan's mood waned again. He tightened his hands on the sack on his back, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If there is nothing else for the immortal family, I will go somewhere else first."

　　The woman did not try to persuade him to stay. She just stood on the cloud crane with her hands behind her back, allowing Meng Nan to turn around and leave. She then said slowly, "Are you looking for a buyer for the aromatherapy on your back?"

　　Meng Nan stopped.

　　The woman continued, "You brought so many incense sticks to Youzhou, you must want to sell them to the Immortal Palace, right?"

　　"Yes."

　　"That's good. Just follow me first." Although his words sounded a little cold, his face also looked solemn and majestic.

　　But under Meng Nan's gaze, the fairy turned her head slightly away, then glanced at him secretly with her eyes half-covered: "Do you want to sell it?"

　　Meng Nan quickly replied: "Sell, of course."

　　If this stuff can't be sold, I don't know how many days I'll have to starve. Being hungry is the worst feeling, and tree bark is also very unpalatable.

　　Then, the woman lowered her head and hummed, and said nothing more.

　　Just in that moment, Meng Nan saw a hint of joy on the fairy's face. It turned out that the fairy's cold eyes were not a mockery.

　　"Then why don't you come up!"

　　"Come up, where to?"

　　"If you don't come up, you can climb the chain to the fairy palace yourself."

　　"Huh?" Hearing this, Meng Nan looked at the huge iron chain that pierced the clouds in the distance. He felt a slight chill in his lower body. He hurriedly carried the sack to the side of Yun He and stood on it.

　　When you get closer, the fairy's fresh fragrance hits you in the face, making your heart beat faster.

　　call--

　　The crane immediately took off into the air and headed towards the fairy mountain floating in the air.

　　"May I have your name?"

　　The fairy's voice came into my ears along with the wind.

　　Meng Nan was a little afraid of heights in mid-air. He quietly reached out and grabbed the hem of the fairy's clothes, and said in a trembling voice, "Meng Nan."

　　"Strong man?" The fairy smiled and said, "Your name is so interesting. How could someone choose this name?"

　　Watching the dimples on the fairy's cheeks, Meng Nan felt as if a stone had fallen heavily on his heart. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he stomped his feet in anger:

　　"It's not a strong man, it's the Meng of Mengchun and the Nan of Huangnan Tianmu."

　　The fairy stopped laughing, stared at the bamboo shadows on Fushan Mountain with cold eyes, and said slowly: "My name is Bei Ranzhu, and I am the head of the Fairy Palace Law Enforcement Hall. You must remember this."

　　The cold wind of Fushan Mountain gradually fades away, and the swaying bamboo shadows make it hard to hide the dream.

　　It's a very poetic name, but why should I remember it?

　　At this time, Meng Nan didn't know what the fairy meant, but a few years later, he became a cultivator at the peak of Huayun, Bei Ranzhu's direct disciple, and the only male disciple in the Fairy Palace.

　　Cluck, cluck—

　　Recalling the past in his memories, Meng Nan knocked on the door.

　　"Come in."

　　A voice came from the room, with a hint of coldness.

　　Pushing the door open, the restaurant's room is warmly and elegantly decorated. By the window, a pretty lady is standing with her rose-colored skirt fluttering in the wind.

　　After Meng Nan walked into the room, Bei Ranzhu slowly turned around, the moonlight shining on her frosty face, and her beautiful eyes fell on Meng Nan.

　　The fairies living in the same room are apparently very close, yet seem very far away.

　　This feeling seems to be possessed by every female cultivator in the Immortal Palace. They live in the human world, but seem to be outside the mortal world.

　　It seemed that because of the beauty of the master, Meng Nan swallowed his saliva from a distance, and walked forward after a moment, scratching his head with his hand: "Haha, master, have you negotiated the business?"

　　Bei Ranzhu remained silent. When she heard Meng Nan mention the word business, a blush flashed across her frosty face. Then she leisurely sat down on the chair in the middle hall, her beautiful legs crossing over the hem of her skirt. Since she was in the room, she was not wearing shoes, and her slender jade feet wrapped in snow-white stockings were vaguely visible.

　　Meng Nan seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

　　"You came here in the middle of the night and told me all this?" Bei Ranzhu picked up the tea and poured the tea. "Besides, you broke into the room today. Do you admit your guilt?"

　　Listening to Master Bei talking about what happened today, Meng Nan muttered:

　　"My disciple is afraid that the barbarian will bargain too hard and the master will not be able to resist. If I were here, I could definitely lower the price of the barbarian's new medicine by 20% or 30% with my eloquence!"

　　Can't handle it?

　　Although he spoke in a low voice, Bei Ranzhu heard it clearly. He tightened his legs slightly and hesitated: "How do you know that the master can't resist?"

　　Meng Nan glanced at the magnificent view of the rolling mountains that his master was looking at. After years of teaching and apprenticeship, he knew that this was a sign that his master was about to get angry. He then ran behind Bei Ranzhu and put his arm around her soft shoulders and began to press them:

　　"Master, I know I was wrong, but next time, could you please not slap me away?"

　　"Why?"

　　"My face hurts."

　　The laughter like silver bells came one after another. Bei Ranzhu's neck and shoulders could not stand the tossing, so he said with a smile: "You! Come and sit down and talk first."

　　"Okay, Master." Meng Nan pressed twice more to please him, then walked towards the chair next to Bei Ranzhu, and moved the chair closer to the master. He sat down and said, "Master, how is the discussion on the new medicine going? Please tell your disciple about it."

　　Bei Ranzhu rolled up his sleeves and poured Meng Nan a cup of tea:

　　"The filtered spring liquid has been sold in the market for a month or so, and the market is very popular. However, this medicine is jointly promoted by the Barbarians and the Sword Pavilion. The Sword Pavilion will not lower the price, and our Immortal Palace cannot lower the price. In the end, we can only buy it at a price of 11 spirit stones and sell it for 12 spirit stones to make a profit."

　　Half a month before the competition, the market in Jiange began to promote a new type of cultivation medicine called "Filtered Spring Liquid".

　　The filtered spring liquid can help cultivators absorb spiritual energy, and its effect is half as good as that of Qi Gathering Powder. Moreover, it has the effect of whitening the skin, cleansing the marrow and strengthening the complexion, which caused a sensation among the female cultivators.

　　It can be imagined that this medicine will basically occupy the entire drug market for low-level monks in the future.

　　Although the Immortal Palace is a first-rate sect, it has more than 3,000 disciples, and the annual spirit stone subsidy from the Xia Dynasty alone is not enough to cover expenses.

　　Like Jiange, Xian Gong also has a lot of business in the markets in various provincial capitals. However, unlike Jiange, Xian Gong is the medicine leader of the Great Xia Dynasty and does not buy items such as swords.

　　The filtered spring liquid had such an amazing market that it was hard not to attract the attention of the Immortal Palace. Bei Ranzhu even considered getting the prescription.

　　I have to say, it's so easy to make money from women, isn't it?

　　Thinking so, Meng Nan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and it tasted slightly sweet.

　　The tea is the 'Jian Yu Lian' produced in Qingjing Mountain in Liangzhou, which is full of spiritual energy.

　　Meng Nan had drunk it several times before. The tea had a refreshingly sweet feeling lingering between the lips and teeth, and had the effect of cleansing the soul. But this time, for some reason, it had a faint fishy and salty taste, and felt a bit smooth. Later, even the nose was filled with the smell, stimulating the taste buds and causing the body to salivate.

　　That's a bit strange.

　　Seeing his disciple's strange expression, Bei Ranzhu's face changed and he asked casually, "Is it delicious?"

　　"It tastes good!" Meng Nan did not drink the strange tea. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still praised it.

　　"If it tastes good, drink more." Bei Ranzhu's face turned red, and she moved her body slightly, pouring another cup for Meng Nan, and the skirt between her beautiful legs moved slightly.

　　By the candlelight in the room, Meng Nan seemed to see something, but also seemed to see nothing.

　　Meng Nan, who was feeling a little proud, took a deep breath and glanced down stealthily, trying to lower his gaze even more.

　　"Why don't you drink?"

　　The master's majestic voice flooded into his ears, and Meng Nan straightened his waist instantly: "Drink, I drink!"

　　"By the way, do you have anything to say to Master?"

　　Almost all the special tea in the teapot went into Meng Nan's stomach. Meng Nan touched his bloated stomach and replied, "Well, Master, this is what I said..."

　　Meng Nan began to tell Bei Ranzhu about his encounter with the little girl.

　　Just because of Su Yun's instructions, he concealed his name Su Yun and changed his name to Liu Guzhou. In this way, he used the identity of the national teacher's disciple to ask Bei Ranzhu to allow the little girl to enter the Immortal Palace to practice.

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　　Three thousand miles away from Liangzhou, there is the fairy island of Penglai isolated in the sea.

　　Thousands of feet in the sky, more than a thousand lightning bolts flashed in the accumulated thunderclouds, and the sea waves around the island were hundreds of feet high, looking like a scene of doomsday.

　　Amid the strange visions of heaven and earth, a shrine was hung in the air. The Taoist nun Liu Zhouyue in white floated in front of the shrine, constantly making fingerprints with her hands. As the fingerprints were formed, the broken ruins under the fairy island were constantly being repaired.

　　Thousands of gravestones were laid to rest, and palaces and altars began to take shape.

　　Even a damaged arch in the center of the ruins was reorganized, gradually turning into two pillars from the broken stones and tiles, until streams of unclear power emanated from the twisted space of the arch, almost forming a vortex.

　　This force is very chaotic and heavy, and constantly mixed, as if it wants to crush all things in the world, and as if it wants to unify all things.

　　And the creator of the strange visions of heaven and earth, who is located in the center of the entire island, is undoubtedly the person who can bear and understand this power the most.

　　For a moment, Liu Zhouyue seemed to have fallen into a swamp of spiritual power. His mind became able to see through everything, but he could do nothing.

　　In short, Dongxu's consciousness became incomparably majestic, but was oppressed by power. Even though countless ways, laws and information poured into his spiritual platform, he was unable to transform or absorb them.

　　Like water, it can only pass through but cannot be grasped, and no container can contain it.

　　Fortunately, all this happened quickly and disappeared quickly, otherwise Liu Zhouyue would have doubted whether his body could withstand these infinite laws.

　　She doesn't want to be filled with weird stuff!

　　The last time she was filled up by Huang Feng, even though she was already at the seventh level of Dongxu, it took her half a night to absorb all the essence.

　　At this point, Liu Zhouyue's holy face inevitably showed a twisted feeling of displeasure. Her almond-shaped eyes fell on the shrine and she murmured, "Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long!"

　　That's all.

　　Liu Zhouyue took out a whisk from his sleeve and waved it, disrupting the laws within a nine-zhang radius of the shrine, restoring the spiritual energy to calm.

　　Then, Liu Zhouyue raised her delicate head and held the whisk in both hands: "Although the heaven and earth are vast, their transformation is equal; although there are many things, their governance is one!"

　　"Gather the spirit and soul and break the burning, and shape the spiritual pivot of its Yin essence!"

　　"Gather the bones of fallen people and build the body of the Yang God!"

　　"Gather the bones, essence and blood, and shape the veins, marrow, tendons, and blood of the heavenly organs!"

　　"Gather a pot of weak water, five-color stone, and soul-falling powder to summon the scattered souls of the Nine Netherworld and return them to their bodies!"

　　As the words fell, Liu Zhouyue continued to offer up items, and thunder rumbled in the nine heavens, bombarding downwards, trying to stop her from disrupting the path and changing life and death.

　　However, Liu Zhouyue was not afraid and did not resist. After all the items were offered up, the shrine turned into nothingness, and a spirit body filled with spiritual power appeared in the air. The face could not be seen clearly, and one could only judge from the outline that it was a man.

　　After seeing the spirit taking shape, Liu Zhouyue's eyes suddenly turned red. After waiting for so many years, finally... finally, it was only one step away!

　　After a moment, her holy face smiled brightly at the spirit, then she raised her head again and spoke in a voice like a hanging moon:

　　"You have ignored the cycle of life and death. I, Liu Zhouyue, am willing to pay for your sin with my life!"

　　"I only pray that the heavens will open the door to life and let Su Qingshan return to the human world!"

　　boom--

　　Thousands of lightning bolts transformed into thunder dragons and struck down.

　　Thousands of miles away in Liangzhou City, Su Yun, who was standing outside the venue, felt a sudden shock in his heart. Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and circles of strange patterns appeared on his skin, like leaf patterns. Then he fell powerlessly to his knees on the ground with a "bang", breaking the stone slabs.

　　Several soldiers stationed at the gate stepped forward quickly and asked, "My Immortal, what's wrong with you?"

　　The green scroll in the Qiankun space kept trembling. Su Yun covered his chest and raised his hand, breathing a sigh of relief: "It's okay!"

　　After three breaths, the texture disappears and everything returns to normal.

　　"What's going on?" Su Yun said this while looking inside his spiritual sea and meridians, but found no clues.

　　Finally, a sword mark flashed quietly on the forehead, and no one noticed.

　　The view jumps back to Penglai Island.

　　After Su Yun's leaf-patterned sword seal disappeared, the Thunder Dragon attacked, and was about to chop down Liu Zhouyue with all its might.

　　The arch space vortex on the ground was seeping with wisps of black mist, and then in an instant, several sound explosions were heard in the distant sky.

　　Countless green leaves fell, the sky turned from night to dawn, the chaotic feeling of the arch suddenly dissipated, all the completely restored ruins were broken again, and even the arch turned into a pile of sand tiles.

　　"Summer cicadas and winter snow are but a passing glance. The cycle of life and death has only one direction and cannot be reversed."

　　The voice was neither male nor female, and had no discernible direction. It was even unknown whether it existed. It just went straight into my mind like the voice of my heart.

　　As the words came out, the spirit body that had just condensed into 70% of its entity dissipated in front of Liu Zhouyue. No matter how much spiritual energy was used to maintain it, no matter how much it was guarded and embraced, it could not retain even a trace of it.

　　"No, don't!"

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　　At the same time, in a attic in Liangzhou.

　　Huang Feng, wearing a dragon robe, stayed awake all night, standing on the building, looking towards the southeast: "That man really can't be resurrected, Wu Yuwenguang!"

　　The old bald slave named Wu Yuwenguang sat on the sleeping platform, twisting his eyebrows and lowering his long beard:

　　"Your Highness, don't worry. There is absolutely no possibility that Su Qingshan will return to the human world. Now that Heaven is on your side, why should we go against you?"

　　"Humph, Heaven's Way?" Huang Feng retracted his gaze and looked at the old bald slave calmly:

　　"The way of heaven is to follow the will of nature. To be honest, what about the gods of heaven and earth? Are you worshipping gods or Buddhas, or are you worshipping your own desires? I, Wuwenmuben, don't even believe in the barbarian gods. From childhood to adulthood, I have only thought about how to live and how to be free and happy in this dirty world..."

　　"If someone tries to stop me, I will kill him. If I am not happy, I will find a way to make it go my way. If I want something, I will get it even if I have to rob or steal. During my cultivation, my mindset has always been to work less on myself and criticize others more. Would Heaven choose me if I did that? Don't you think it's ridiculous, Master?"

　　The old bald slave did not show any strange expression because of Huang Feng's rebellious speech, and responded: "People in the world are in a hurry, looking for a few pieces of silver, but it is these few pieces of silver that can relieve all kinds of panic in the world; falling in love is heartbreaking and sweet, and in the end, it can't get rid of the word "desire"; but Your Highness indulges in desire but forgets desire, he is truly detached without knowing it."

　　"You keep saying those Zen sayings. Don't you know that I haven't read much and can't listen? Just think you are praising me. But stop talking nonsense. How is my brother doing?" Huang Feng shook his ugly face that looked like an injustice and continued:

　　"Be quick with your words, I have to hurry back to mess with that sexy woman."

　　The old bald slave said slowly: "..."

　　Huang Feng: (╯︵╰), showing a little impatience.

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　　On the top of Liangzhou City, a man in black stood on the wall.

　　Du Yu Commander Zhong Chengyi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, and whispered, "Sect Master..."

　　Before he finished speaking, his body shrank like a hunchback, his eyes glowed red under the mask, and a few wisps of black mist vented from his body. He shouted: "It's done, I'm going to do it!"

　　The voice was so hoarse that it seemed as if he was vomiting out his soul.

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　　A side courtyard of the Liangzhou City Lord's Mansion.

　　To the west of the courtyard where the empress lived, across three corridors and the inner river, willow branches slid across the water in the moonlight.

　　Wei Suyi set up a wooden table by the river, gazing at the moonlight and painting the scenery, feeling very elegant.

　　But Suyi was weak and afraid of the cold, so she ordered the maid to put up screens around the courtyard, and set up a grill and a fumigation stove inside the screens, so that the courtyard became warm and cozy in winter.

　　Tap tap tap——

　　Footsteps were heard outside the courtyard. Xiaochan and Jiachen, the two maids who were standing beside Princess Wei with the bronze ox lantern, looked in the direction of the sound and saw Chu Prince Ji Shaolang running into the room and closing the door in a hurry.

　　"Princess, His Royal Highness is back."

　　The maid's reminder reached her ears. Wei Suyi, who was wearing an indigo skirt, turned her head, looked inside, closed the door, and then smiled: "You two prepare the bath water, and call His Highness to wash up in an hour."

　　"Yes." The maid was ordered to leave.

　　Wei Suyi took off her white socks and green shoes, walked to the table, picked up her sleeve, and picked up the slate pen in the pen holder with her delicate white hands. She lightly dotted the ink and dropped it on the paper. Her writing style was so light that her wrist moved like a swimming dragon.

　　On the white cover beside the painting of Moon and Willow Playing in the Water, there is a poem:

　　The moon in the sky, the dream of returning home after a long night. Bitter lovesickness, leaning on the screen railing, worried about the red makeup.

　　Why do I need to sail alone when I wake up in the morning? The clouds cover thousands of miles and the dragon raises its head. Deep in love, the desert is cool and the mountains are cold, and the leaves fall in the sky.