Chapter 28:The Beginning 2

Seeing my aunt again, she still loves not wearing shoes.

　　As she walked, her jade feet stepped on the ground as if there was no dust on them, and the exquisite bells tied around her ankles swayed and rang.

　　She was wearing a snow-white long skirt that was slit to her white legs, revealing her flawless legs that were shy and sometimes showed off, but made people not want to get close to her.

　　There was a rumor in the world of immortal cultivation that the beauties on the Rouge List, the sword champion Shangguan Yuhe, and the immortal champion Su Qingli, had very similar temperaments.

　　Not to mention that the two of them are from the same family and have a sister-in-law relationship, which is enough to make countless people love and admire them. There are also many Qi Refiners whose life goal is not to achieve immortality, but to surpass them in strength and then take them as their concubines.

　　But in Su Yun's heart, his aunt and his mother were obviously not similar.

　　He met his aunt very few times in his life. When they met occasionally, it was only when he returned to Kyoto to celebrate his grandfather's birthday and he would glance at her from afar.

　　Later, in order to practice, he seldom went down the mountain, and the memories of those encounters had long been lost along with the ignorant loss of a young child.

　　If the current Su Yun were to be asked to evaluate his aunt and mother, he would say that the former has immortal aura surrounding her body and her steps are as light as smoke. She is like a dream, like the elusive moonlight, and wherever she appears, there is a fairyland.

　　Speaking of my mother, the thing that she is most similar to my aunt is that the first impression she gives people is that they keep people at a distance.

　　But their common characteristics are quite different upon closer inspection.

　　The reason why your aunt has the feeling of being visible but intangible is because she herself looks as beautiful as a fairy, and because of her fairy palace skills and her pursuit of pure spirituality and transcendence, she will passively leave you.

　　It's different with my mother. In terms of appearance, the two of them are equally matched. My aunt used two words to describe her: graceful and elegant, and pure as ice and jade.

　　My mother, on the other hand, is more like a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She is not good at speaking and will take the initiative to keep a distance from you when meeting someone she is not familiar with. It feels like she has taken the initiative to hold her sword horizontally in the middle, and the sword energy and cold snow she stirs up make it impossible for you to actually see her, let alone get close to her.

　　And when your mother is willing to get close to you, she will put down her sword on her own initiative.

　　At that time, the sword snow will suddenly dissipate, and the figure in front of you will appear. The cold and beautiful woman will jump down and open her arms to you gracefully. Her every frown and smile, and her soft and sweet expression when talking are the most fascinating.

　　However, in this world, the only person who could make Shangguan Yuhe put down his sword and promise to usurp the throne is perhaps Su Yun.

　　But Su Yun knew that he didn't dare to take a step towards the empty space after his mother put down the sword.

　　Because Su Yun was afraid that with this step, the wall between him and his mother, which was established by worldly rules, would suddenly collapse, and no one could tell what would come next.

　　My thoughts wandered away, and the sound of the bells came closer and closer.

　　Su Yun shook his head slightly, regained his composure, and looked forward.

　　Thanks to his master for giving him the courage to wear a mask, otherwise who knows what expression the handsome face hidden under the mask would have when he saw his aunt again.

　　But no matter how hard he tried to pretend nothing had happened, his heart was still beating wildly.

　　After all, Su Yun had seen more than just the celestial Palace Master Su in front of him, but also his aunt who was being pressed down by the old Zen slave in the Zen room, with her vagina gushing with juice and her face blurred.

　　Um...

　　After meeting someone twice, you always feel like a fairy has fallen into the mortal world and you can no longer look at her directly.

　　But no matter how unbearable it was, Su Yun still wanted to ask in his heart, has grandpa's poison been cured?

　　Aunt... why did I have to stoop to this point? I also want to say sorry and express my resentment for not daring to disturb the situation.

　　It's just a thought after all, Su Yun has not yet been able to take off the mask.

　　Meng Nan, who was standing next to him, intervened and bowed to Su Qingli with both hands, saying respectfully: "Disciple Meng Nan, greetings to the Palace Master!"

　　As she spoke, Su Qingli walked five steps in front of him, holding Yunxiu's belt with her slender hands. She pretended to glance at the two of them unintentionally, as if without pausing. But for a moment, when her pupils reflected Su Yun's figure, they suddenly froze.

　　She could recognize him even though Su Yun was wearing the Miao mask given to him by Liu Zhouyue.

　　As for the reason, it was after she left the Happy Temple, her mind was lost and she almost lost her way, so she returned to the Immortal Palace to go into seclusion.

　　In the dark, the soul is drawn to a mysterious forbidden area of ​​dead trees. Under the dead tree, there is a winding stream, and the stream keeps flowing forward. Flowing in the stream are the experiences of all people in the world, but the stream can only watch, not contain, let alone watch the past.

　　However, just at the source of the stream, a new flow was cut off by the branches hanging down from dead trees.

　　The stream there formed a pond, which recorded all of Su Yun's experiences from the time he fell to the ground to the time he took up his sword.

　　At first Su Qingli didn't understand why the dead tree did that, so she sat cross-legged beside the pond to repair her spiritual heart. She scooped up some stream water and watched her nephew's life, trying to understand it all.

　　In this way, I sat in that forbidden area for seventeen years and saw the entire pond and stream.

　　But she hasn't figured out why.

　　She was asked to leave the forbidden area by Ku Mu, and when she reappeared in the retreat place of Fushan in the Fairy Palace, she found that only three days had passed.

　　Where is this place that is so mysterious that she cannot comprehend it at all?

　　Soon, Su Qingli got the answer. The withered giant tree was probably what the monks had been looking for for thousands of years... the only one of the four sacred trees that had never appeared in the world, Xunmu!!

　　Therefore, through this fortuitous encounter and learning about her nephew's experience, she naturally also learned about what Liu Zhouyue had done, which led to the scene where Yunshang discussed Taoism with Liu Zhouyue.

　　What's more, he took the initiative to find out Su Yun's situation.

　　After returning to Meng Nan and bowing to her, Su Qingli gently stroked the Yunxiu belt with a thoughtful and hesitant look. After a while, she asked, "Meng Nan, what's going on?"

　　After these words were spoken, the aunt and niece did not recognize each other.

　　Hearing this, Meng Nan choked up and replied, "This... uh... I don't know how to put it. I just encountered an obstacle on my way to the Immortal Palace to collect a debt, but unexpectedly an assassin showed up afterwards. In short, it was very sudden, and I haven't figured it out yet."

　　Su Qingli's eyebrows slightly changed after hearing this: "Debt collection?"

　　Su Qingli half-turned around after speaking in doubt, and stretched out her soft, white hands, clawing in the direction where the assassin fell. Her spiritual energy surged and sucked something in, and she said in a clear voice:

　　"This assassin has a token from the inner court of the Yi tribe. What could have happened that could have caused such a person to assassinate you?"

　　As she spoke, she glanced at Su Yun who was standing next to Meng Nan and asked, "Who is this person?"

　　"Uh, cough, cough..." Hearing the palace master's question, Meng Nan's beautiful face turned red and she felt a little weird in her heart.

　　He looked at Brother Su, but didn't know what to say, so he could only cough twice, wondering whether he should give Brother Su a few words of fuzzy eyes.

　　Unexpectedly, Su Yun did not hesitate, and replied with a smile and a gentle voice: "Liu Guzhou from Penglai Island. I have long heard of the name of the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace. I am glad to see you today. You are indeed worthy of being the leader of the Rouge List."

　　Meng Nan blinked his eyes and looked agreeable.

　　After not seeing each other for one night, Brother Su's ability to tell lies with open eyes has improved again.

　　"Penglai Island, are you Zhou Yue's disciple?"

　　"That's right!" Su Yun remained calm and continued to respond.

　　Both sides were talking about you lying to me and I lying to you.

　　"Hehehe." Seeing her nephew's expression, Su Qingli's fairy face paused, and then her delicate body trembled. She raised her sleeves to cover her lips and laughed:

　　"Zhou Yue actually brought out such a serious disciple? But your name is Gu Zhou, do you mean the lonely boat in the sunset, looking at the green mountains for thousands of miles. Or is it the lonely boat in the white clouds that seem to be interested, looking at the lonely boat in thousands of miles?"

　　What he said, the first meaning is to ask about Liu Guzhou's name, whether it means something or not, and the second meaning is a bit like teasing the nephew.

　　Su Yun was silent for a moment, his sword-like eyes focused in thought.

　　I felt that what my aunt said was strange. She didn't recognize me, did she?

　　However, Su Yun quickly raised his head again, imitating Ji Shaolang's smiling face, without changing his expression:

　　"The lonely boat has no name, it was given by the master. But according to what I think, the lonely boat is like a woman far away from home, a lonely boat among people under the moon."

　　Su Qingli said "Oh", put away her smile, and looked at Su Yun thoughtfully:

　　"My little immortal friend was born at a young age. He has already reached the peak of the spiritual realm. Compared to me in my youth, even the Sword Pavilion's Shangguan Sect Master, and the Empress Saint, he has a feeling of being surpassed by the waves behind. And he has a somewhat desolate and calm attitude... As a young man, he feels a little sad, but compared to my palace Meng Nan, he is much more mature in mind. Even in terms of cultivation, Meng Nan and you are worlds apart. Not bad, not bad!"

　　Meng Nan: (◎_◎) Hmm?

　　Meng Nan had a blank expression on his face as he asked. He felt as if he had been scolded by the Palace Master, but when he thought of Brother Su's strong performance in the competition, it seemed that he was not wrong.

　　Never mind, it might be an illusion.

　　At this point, Su Yun shook his head: "The Immortal Palace cultivates both Dan and Qi, while Gu Zhou cultivates only Qi, which is not as good as them."

　　Meng Nan over there heard this and praised me, saying that he is worthy of being my brother and understands me!

　　"Really?" Su Qingli slightly questioned, and said:

　　"Both Zhou and Yue are masters of formation and hexagram. When I came here, I saw that you had made some progress in formation. I guess you must have put in a lot of hard work. You are such a modest gentleman, who humbles himself. It's a pity that Meng Nan has such a good friend but couldn't learn even a little bit."

　　"Palace Master!"

　　When Meng Nan heard this, the beautiful face of the girl beside the man turned red with shame. She called out anxiously and wanted to say "don't be so hurtful".

　　Unexpectedly, before he could even utter a word, he was frightened by the clear eyes that Su Qingli turned towards him and swallowed back his words.

　　After a while.

　　"By the way, Meng Nan still needs to report to the Palace Master."

　　Meng Nan scratched his head, trying to find an excuse to get rid of the atmosphere directed at him, and said, "A few days ago, I privately issued a ban order, but this matter has been approved by Master, but it has not yet been reported to the palace."

　　The order means that before a disciple enters the palace or a sect, he needs a token to have his soul engraved into the sect's incense, so that the blessings and good fortune on the path of cultivation can be transferred to the sect. It also allows the sect to be informed of the situation as soon as possible when the disciple encounters a threat or dies while away.

　　This item has somewhat the same effects as the Soul Lamp or the Sword Pavilion Azure Dragon Order.

　　In other words, those who have the words of the Immortal Palace are the disciples of the Immortal Palace.

　　When Su Qingli heard Meng Nan's rash choice of a good person for the Immortal Palace, her expression, demeanor, and aura were still as elegant and leisurely as ever, and she responded softly:

　　"I can't help but be curious about what kind of talent he is, for the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall to accept him as a disciple who violates the sect rules."

　　Seeing that the Palace Master didn't seem angry, Meng Nan, who didn't need to be sent to the city to run a charity house by the Palace Master, breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, this matter is related to my brother Guzhou."

　　Su Qingli: (^0^)Oh!

　　With a slight start, Su Qingli immediately turned her head away, and her beautiful eyes, which were otherworldly and fairy-like, once again fell on her nephew.

　　"Is it related to the Immortal Friend?"

　　Su Yun nodded and said, "Yes, just a few days ago..."

　　Su Yun spoke fluently and briefly, quickly telling the whole story of the little girl who had Shaoyin syndrome and needed her pulse revived the day before.

　　However, he also concealed the secret conversation he had with Meng Nan afterwards.

　　After a moment, I heard Yun'er's words.

　　Su Qingli smiled and thought he was a little rascal. After all, what did he know that his aunt knew now?

　　Afterwards, Su Qingli's beautiful eyes showed admiration, and she praised him: "Human life is the most precious. Even if you are worth thousands of gold, saving it is a greater virtue than this. Immortal friend, at such a young age, has the heart to save the world. That's good."

　　Su Yun smiled when he heard this, then shook his head and sighed that he was not worthy of it.

　　Meng Nan blinked, looked at the Palace Master, then looked at Brother Su. Something was wrong!

　　Although he didn't tell the Palace Master about Brother Su's true identity, the Palace Master's look...

　　Also, since they met, how many times has the Palace Master said good things to Brother Su?

　　Is this the palace master who is usually calm and composed in the palace?

　　Just ignore these fanciful thoughts for now.

　　Su Qingli, noticing Meng Nan's scrutinizing gaze, began to restrain the joy that an elder has for the younger generation in her eyes and turned to face Meng Nan.

　　"Since the order has been issued, you are a member of my palace. But the little girl's fate as a master... is not entirely due to the Immortal Palace." Su Qingli cast her gaze at Su Yun again, her eyebrows curved:

　　"I think it's okay to say it. At your age, you shouldn't be interested in taking in a disciple, right?"

　　Su Yun smiled and said, "Palace Master Su is right. I have no intention of accepting any disciples for the time being."

　　With this in mind, Su Qingli smiled and said, "Let's hand this little girl over to the Immortal Palace for instruction. What do you think?"

　　"The doctors in the Immortal Palace are kind-hearted, and the Palace Master is a master of craftsmanship."

　　"Well, but what if Young Master Liu wants to take in another disciple in the future?"

　　This is indeed a problem. Since the disciple has been "adopted", if he snatches him back in the future, let alone whether the aunt is willing or not, how will the face of the Immortal Palace be saved?

　　Su Yun also thought about it before replying, "If Gu Zhou wants to accept a disciple in the future, he should go to the Immortal Palace with the sword-asking ceremony and will not embarrass the Immortal Palace in the slightest."

　　"Little friend Liu is indeed a good immortal friend." Looking at his nephew's honest face and answer, Su Qingli smiled three times and said:

　　"Then I will accept this little girl for you. Let her join our sect directly and give her the treatment of a core disciple of the inner sect first."

　　Su Yun: (??_??)?

　　Meng Nan: (⊙o⊙)!

　　"What's wrong with that?" Su Qingli looked at the two of them and frowned.

　　In her mind, this was like kissing her nephew, or like giving her nephew a hug.

　　In short, it is the love of the elders for the younger generations, and the love of an aunt for her nephew.

　　"No, it's a great fate for the little girl to have Palace Master Su as her master." Su Yun retracted his questioning expression and bowed in return.

　　Meng Nan, who was standing by, almost wanted to grumble, "Are these immortal fates and your fate with your master tied together?"

　　It seems that the truth about Brother Su's family cannot be denied.

　　Everyone has to go through one door.

　　As the conversation was about to stop, Su Qingli used her spiritual energy to help Su Yun stand up and bowed, and asked softly, "I've said so much, but you keep calling her little girl. Isn't it time to tell me her name and origin?"

　　Su Yun turned his face towards Meng Nan when he heard this. He didn't know and didn't ask that day.

　　Meeting their gazes, Meng Nan immediately answered:

　　"Speaking of which, this girl's life story is a bit tragic. Her surname is Huo, and her ancestors were originally from Liangzhou. Later, they went to Chuzhou for some reason and made a living by river transportation. Her family is quite well-off, and they had enough money to keep the little girl alive..."

　　"…Just before we met him, a man named Huo Tong appeared in Yongzhou and was guilty of treason. When they checked the family tree, they found out that they were actually relatives. As a result, their house was raided by the local government in Chuzhou…"

　　"Afterwards, my family had no money to buy Lingzhi and ginseng to save my life, so I traveled all the way to Liang, Yong, and Chu to find a noble person to treat me."

　　So that's how it is. After hearing this, Su Yun nodded with emotion, but he couldn't tell why he was so emotional.

　　When Su Qingli heard this, her eyes turned dimly and her lips moved: "What's her name?"

　　Meng Nan said: "Huo Eyi means to stop the epidemic. I guess the little girl is young and sickly, so her family gave her this name. I was thinking about whether to change her name when she gets married."

　　This statement is true.

　　A dead leaf fell from a roadside tree.

　　Su Yun glanced at it, was startled, and then frowned.

　　The sight of the falling leaves seemed to enlighten him, but unfortunately he had only been in Xuanmen Guadao for a short time and could not see clearly. Perhaps the future of this girl was not what he imagined...

　　After a while, Su Yun and Su Qingli, the aunt and nephew, spoke up one after another:

　　"I (the palace) think this is the right name, no need to change it."

　　After speaking, the two looked at each other in silence.

　　The reason why Su Qingli took the same action as Su Yun was because of the record of the flow of time that she saw in the mysterious place when her mind was lost.

　　The maid's treasonous relative mentioned by Meng Nan was Huo Tong.

　　In the flowing water that Su Qingli had seen, Xu You once gave him a knife. Xu You was a cautious person. What was his purpose in doing so?

　　In addition, as a Dongxu cultivator, Su Qingli also had a similar epiphany about the fate of heaven as Su Yunsheng.

　　Some things are gradually gathering from small pools into lakes.

　　After the conversation, Su Yun looked up at the sky, then looked at his aunt:

　　"Gu Zhou has a question for Palace Master Su."

　　Su Qingli said with a smile, "What do you want to ask, little fairy friend?"

　　Su Yun said, "I wonder why Palace Master Su came to the Liangzhou competition?"

　　In Su Yun's opinion, her aunt would hardly leave Youzhou, and what on earth was her aunt thinking after that night at Huanxi Temple? What did she want to do by coming to the competition?

　　Hearing this, Su Qingli narrowed her eyes and said, "I am here to take care of the affairs in the palace, visit old friends, and see if my niece can beat you, my little fairy friend, in the competition."

　　After a moment of silence, Su Yun changed his tone and said, "Su Qiutang's magical power is enough to move the stars and change the constellations. Gu Zhou cannot defeat him."

　　"Are you being modest?" Su Qingli smiled and said jokingly:

　　"In my opinion, your ability to stop the Yi cultivator alone makes you a top-notch Return Spirit. Even when the Sword Pavilion's Shangguan Sect Master was your age, he was not sure that his sword skills were better than your knife skills. My little immortal friend, it is good for a gentleman to be self-satisfied, but don't be self-deprecating."

　　Su Yun frowned as he listened, and bowed: "Guzhou, I am grateful for your advice."

　　"That's good." We met again after many days of separation, but we couldn't stay together for long.

　　After speaking, Su Qingli began to look at Meng Nan: "Come to think of it, are you going to leave the city?"

　　Meng Nan also looked doubtful. He was pulled out by Su Yun, so why was he leaving the city?

　　He doesn't know.

　　Finally, it was Su Yun who explained: "Guzhou originally wanted to take Brother Meng out to practice."

　　Practice?

　　Su Qingli looked at Su Yun with suspicion, and Meng Nan had the same expression.

　　How did it become about dragging him out to practice? Does this count as dual cultivation?

　　Before the two could ask any questions, Su Yun continued, "Guzhou's training is just a practice. Now it seems that Brother Meng Nan has a lot of things to deal with, so I won't bother him. It's just..."

　　As he spoke, Su Yun looked at his aunt Xianyan and said, "It's just that Gu Zhou has always been quite interested in the immortal arts of the Immortal Palace. I wonder if I can... can go and bother Palace Master Su tomorrow, firstly to seek the truth, and secondly to ask some questions about my master."

　　I said it with all my heart.

　　Su Qingli's eyes flashed, and then she thought for a moment, then reached into her sleeve, took out the Tiandun card and handed it to Su Yun: "Then I will wait for my little fairy friend tomorrow."

　　Meng Nan was standing nearby, feeling upset again.

　　There is adultery...

　　No, Brother Su Yun doesn't look like that kind of person.

　　It should be different from the situation of a disciple like me who is rebellious against his master, or, uh, a filial master. They should have private matters to talk about.

　　Well, that's right.

　　While Meng Nan was worried, Su Yun had already found a way to contact his aunt. He then raised his hand and said, "Then we'll meet again tomorrow. I'll go practice first."

　　"Um."

　　After a few words, Su Qingli did not keep Su Yun and did not leave secretly. She still had many things to do in Liangzhou.

　　For example, meeting the Empress!!

　　But after Su Yun walked away, Su Qingli did not take Meng Nan away. She stopped where she was and said in a clear voice: "The one over there has been watching for so long, it's time for him to come out."

　　What's the point of saying that? There are assassins! ?

　　Meng Nan was startled and quickly grabbed his collar, ready to use the "explosion" technique to fight the enemy.

　　But before he could actually perform the move, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, and a graceful girl in purple with a veil on her face walked out.

　　Jiang Xuanji, the purple-clothed girl, walked out of the grass without even looking at the funny guy next to her. Her starry eyes turned to the beautiful face of Palace Master Su and looked her up.

　　Jiang Xuanji was looking at Su Qingli, and Su Qingli was also looking at her, and said slowly:

　　"In the early stage of spiritual return? No... With the stars in your arms and a body full of poison, you are Jiang Yu's descendant, right?"

　　Jiang Xuanji heard this without saying anything. She just nodded to Palace Master Su and turned to leave.

　　She hadn't taken two steps when Su Qingli spoke again, "You must have some reason for following him. Do you think I will let you follow me casually?"

　　Jiang Xuanji stopped and said, "I will follow whoever I want to follow. If you don't agree, just take action!"

　　Su Qingli suddenly smiled and said in a delicate voice, "Since ancient times, heroes have loved beauties, but beauties also admire heroes. Could it be that the little girl fell in love with him during the competition?"

　　"So what!" Jiang Xuanji spoke immediately.

　　"Is that so?" Su Qingli looked at Jiang Xuanji's pretty figure who hadn't turned around yet, and said, "But he won't fall in love with you."

　　After saying this, Jiang Xuanji finally turned around and glanced at Su Qingli.

　　After just one glance, she walked away again:

　　"I like him, and he doesn't like me, what does it have to do with each other? Would you express your love to someone you don't like?"

　　"We cultivators only have one life, and the years are long. What can't we do? If you want to do it, just do it. This is my personality. If you don't like it, I still say the same thing, just stop me."

　　After saying these two words, Su Qingli watched her leave quietly.

　　Then, Meng Nan blinked and asked suspiciously, "Palace Master, are you just going to let her go like this?"

　　Su Qingli showed a happy expression:

　　"I have lived in the Fairy Palace Mountain for many years, and I almost forgot this truth. My brother always said that I was the only one in the world who looked most like a fairy, but in my opinion, this girl is the most ethereal and fairy-like."

　　After saying that, Su Qingli turned around and said, "Let's go into the city."

　　"Hmm? Oh oh oh." Meng Nan responded blankly and followed the Palace Master, but he thought to himself.

　　The relationships in Brother Su's family are really complicated.

　　On the road outside Liangcheng, a meeting between an aunt and a nephew brings about a change.

　　Su Yun went to look for his mother with a Hengqiu sword hanging from his waist. A girl in purple watched Su Yun drinking wine and carving words in Qiongyao Pavilion. She became curious and followed Su Yun into the forest.

　　The birds resting in the woods welcomed the strange visitors and flew into the sky.

　　Above the clouds.

　　A flash of red sword energy whizzed past, and the red silk tied in Liu Zhouyue's hair swayed as she sat cross-legged in the soft clouds.

　　The long sword "Red Tide" that came with the sword energy was flowing with rainbow light, and it was immediately placed on the side of her neck. Then a mature, cold and clear voice came:

　　"Liu Zhouyue... don't think I won't kill you!"

　　"Since you want to kill, the sword will not stop." As he spoke, Liu Zhouyue's mouth curled up with mockery, as if mocking himself: "Haha, it's good that you're here, stab Shangguan Yuhe."

　　The cold and beautiful woman standing behind Liu Zhouyue had dark eyebrows like distant mountains, a jade-like face like a snow lotus reflected in the water, and her fair skin was blushed, revealing a look of sullen and warm anger.

　　The breeze from the blue sky rustled past, causing ripples on the dark white sword robe. The figure hidden in the robe looked like a flowing stream of jade.

　　In the gourd-like lines that look around and flow, under the exquisite and impeccable collarbone, the towering jade mountain is as full as the moon, and behind the soft waist, the buttocks are seven points raised and three points smooth, and the graceful figure is trembling and attractive.

　　It is enough to make a beautiful woman curse, "When we meet, we will definitely have sex", and make a gentleman say, "If you have pure thoughts, don't dare to hope for them."

　　There was silence for a while. Shangguan Yuhe tightened his grip on the Red Tide Sword and asked, "Did you steal the shrine?"

　　Liu Zhouyue had a smile on her face, the more prosperous it became:

　　"You clearly know it, but you still want to ask me. You just don't want to kill me, and you want me to give you a reason."

　　As he spoke, Liu Zhouyue stood up with the Red Tide Sword on his shoulder, and faced Guan Yuhe's beauty. His almond-shaped eyes scanned her from top to bottom and from bottom to top, with disgust and ridicule in his eyes, and he said, "It seems that the little slave hasn't fucked you yet."

　　Shangguan Yuhe: "???"

　　But suddenly, Shangguan Yuhe's long legs under her robe and skirt came together, and her cold and beautiful face became solemn, revealing a look of surprise: "You know everything."

　　Liu Zhouyue listened, glanced sideways, and said, "Yes, I know everything, but I can't imagine that the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou is willing to wear such a thing to please others. Really... really..."

　　As he spoke, Liu Zhouyue threw the whisk in his hand to the clouds, covered his face and laughed: "If Qingshan knew that Shangguan Yuhe is such a coquettish woman, it would really be a laughing stock!!"

　　The paper is full of nonsense and a handful of bitter tears. Who can understand the meaning of it?

　　Shangguan Yuhe heard the words, her face gradually turned cold, her lips were clenched, her teeth were clenched, and her red sword pressed into Liu Zhouyue's neck: "Do you know you are wrong?"

　　"Yeah." Liu Zhouyue put away her smile, nodded sullenly, and smiled brightly at Shangguan Yuhe: "But my Madam Shangguan, I have been asked wrong questions today."

　　As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and counted them one by one, then showed Shangguan Yuhe her ten soft hands and continued, "How about guessing which one you are asking?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe's brows were twisted, and he began to look suspiciously at Liu Zhouyue's appearance, which was sometimes serious, sometimes depressed, and sometimes crazy.

　　She was not as good at medicine as Su Qingli, but she also felt that Liu Zhouyue was strange now.

　　Immediately, Shangguan Yuhe turned the Red Tide Sword into light and dissipated. He then turned his delicate hand and grabbed Liu Zhouyue's collar and pulled her over.

　　The two pairs of tall, round breasts inevitably collided and rubbed against each other. One side was pressed into a soft ball, while the other side trembled and tumbled like a jumping jade rabbit.

　　But Shangguan Yuhe didn't care about these contacts. He grabbed Liu Zhouyue's soft hand and put two fingers on her neck.

　　After a long while, Shangguan Yuhe looked directly at Liu Zhouyue's mocking face and said, "Your ascension bridge is broken."

　　No, the ritual of sacrifice to revive Qingshan should not require interrupting the Ascension Bridge.

　　Shangguan Yuhe was thinking this in her heart. The afterglow of the setting sun slanted down and fell on half of her face. Her dark green eyebrows frowned, reflecting the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains. Her picturesque eyes were slightly confused, but also filled with a stern sword-like aura: "Did you interrupt it yourself?"

　　"Hehehe."

　　The only response to Shangguan Yuhe was Liu Zhouyue's creepy laughter.

　　After a moment, Shangguan Yuhe loosened Liu Zhouyue's collar, turned around and flew away on his sword, with his lips slightly opened.

　　"I will take care of all this. As for you..." Shangguan Yuhe turned around and looked at her deeply. His face seemed calm, but his eyes flickered. "Zhou Yue, go crazy. This is the best outcome for you."

　　The end of the words trembled, and the sound fell. In Liu Zhouyue's pupils, Shangguan Yuhe turned into a sword rainbow and left. The overturned wine pot on the cloud rolled two or three times in the wind.

　　The water bottle that was hidden in the clouds and mist by Liu Zhouyue also appeared faintly.

　　"Shangguan Yuhe, the next person to go crazy is you!" Liu Zhouyue murmured, her laughter still ringing in her ears. A tear ran across her holy white face and dripped into the clouds.

　　Qian is on top and Kan is on the bottom, the soul is wandering in Li Palace. It is good to see an important person but not good to cross a big river. The sky is high and the water is deep in the clouds. The master is far away and no lawsuit will arise.

　　The divination was asked on that day and finally the game started.

　　Liu Zhouyue suddenly turned over her hand and picked up the wine jug and whisk, then lowered her head slightly and stared at the young man in blue clothes outside Liangzhou City. The melancholy and mocking look between his brows disappeared.

　　Instead, there is reluctance and a smile from the heart:

　　"I'm sorry, my little apprentice."

　　———————————

　　The evening falls and the stars drift by, the tranquility leads to a distant future.

　　The sword immortal's figure suddenly flashed and landed in the Liangzhou forest.

　　The holly trees around her swayed, and the light from the moon gradually shone on her cold and beautiful face.

　　Just somehow.

　　After Shangguan Yuhe landed, her steps suddenly staggered, and a hint of lust flashed from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

　　Then she leaned against the tree trunk weakly, and reached under her skirt with her other hand. Although she did not reach inside the skirt, she grabbed the ripple of the skirt tightly.

　　It was barely audible, but there was a faint smell of... the sea.

　　Then, Shangguan Yuhe's sword-like brows, which were like a painting of mountains and rivers, frowned, her nose breathed rapidly, her jade-like eyes closed as if the whites of her eyes were rolled up, and her two red lips, which were not stained with rouge, opened into an arc and let out a moan.

　　"Hmm…oh??!"

　　Fortunately, this desire was fleeting.

　　Not long after, Shangguan Yuhe slowly stood up again, but her sword-like eyes looked absent-mindedly under her skirt.

　　Reminiscing the night before.

　　Drops of blood splashed in Shangguan Yuhe's resting room. In front of her, Huang Feng took two steps back, holding his cut neck.

　　Then he saw Hongchao sword pointing forward, Shangguan Yuhe's face turned cold and stern, and said: "If you don't want to die, tell me everything clearly. I don't have time to play these tricks with you anymore!"

　　"Haha." Huang Fengyin smiled, and spiritual energy flowed out from his hands to heal the sword wound. He said darkly: "Are you really not afraid of killing me with one sword and letting Su Yun be buried with me? And… I'm afraid that it's not just your precious son who will be buried with me."

　　"What do you mean!"

　　Seeing Shangguan Yuhe's face full of doubt and worry, Huang Feng said in a deep voice: "Shangguan Sect Master, you should know what the Divine Tree's Destiny Man is, right?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe pulled back the Hongchao Sword, and his sword eyes scraped across Huang Feng's dark face.

　　Although her cold and beautiful face still showed contempt, her crimson lips moved: "How is it possible..."

　　"How is it impossible!"

　　Huang Feng interrupted Shangguan Yuhe and took his hand off his neck, which had already stopped bleeding:

　　"Master Shangguan... No, it should be Madam Shangguan. Since your husband's death, you have been secluded in the mountain for more than ten years, keeping chastity and raising your son, living a very leisurely life. However, have you ever thought that a leisurely life is a taboo for those who are on the path of cultivation?"

　　Such words seem absurd.

　　It's not without reason. In fact, in one's life, some people will rely on their momentary anger to encounter thousands of accidents in a short period of time and eventually turn from a fish into a dragon.

　　But most people may live their whole lives in mediocrity and thus meet the end.

　　Although cultivators and Qi-refiners are human beings, they are also somewhat different from them. Cultivators are on the road all their lives, and if they stop halfway they will be surpassed.

　　Shangguan Yuhe had lived in Qingjing Mountain for many years, which was a proof of this truth.

　　Seemingly out of this world, but in fact out of this world.

　　Huang Feng took a few steps back and sat on Pei Wan's belly, who was naked and holding a pearl in her mouth. He played with her breasts and said, "You should be very familiar with Xu You. He is the one who gave me this destiny."

　　Hearing this, Shangguan Yuhe frowned: "What on earth are you planning?"

　　"Plot?"

　　"To be honest, I am also curious about why Xu You came to me and brought me to this point. But I am also very grateful to him. He personally sent you beauties to my arms." Huang Feng enjoyed the touch of Pei Wan's soft breasts and said to himself:

　　"How about this, let's change the way we play?"

　　How to play! Who does he think Shangguan Yuhe is?

　　But Shangguan Yuhe did not refute out loud, she just bit her lower lip lightly without saying a word.

　　Now the initiative is obviously in Huang Feng's hands. If he wants to threaten her, what changes can she make?

　　She knew too little and had no idea of ​​the future, so she had no ability to intervene. Although Shangguan Yuhe hated Huang Feng, she had actually become the one who was humble and forced to beg for help.

　　At this moment, Huang Feng raised two fingers:

　　"First of all, let me tell you that I was coerced by Xu You to become the destined person of the Jianmu sacred tree. Liu Zhouyue cooperated with me to steal the shrine. Su Qingli gave herself to be the abbot of my temple because the old man of the Su family was poisoned by me, and only my Huanxi Temple can cure it..."

　　"...I can tell you all the details of what happened. But...I need to see the sincerity of Sect Master Shangguan."

　　"What sincerity?" Shangguan Yuhe glanced at Huang Feng coldly.

　　Huang Feng put away a finger and smiled, "Take off your clothes!"

　　Shangguan Yuhe was immediately annoyed and said, "This is ridiculous. You are just dreaming."

　　"Alas." Huang Feng sighed, "Since you don't want to, I won't force you."

　　After that, a naked Buddha statue appeared at the tip of Huang Feng's outstretched finger. It had a fat and grinning face, and its clasped hands pulled out two spiritual lines.

　　Then Huang Feng hooked his finger, and one of the silver-gold spiritual lines was annihilated.

　　Shangguan Yuhe's spirit suddenly perked up, the tenderness in his body began to rapidly dissipate, his own spiritual energy was no longer suppressed, and his consciousness gradually regained its vitality.

　　It's just that feeling, it's very weird.

　　It was like... something was running out of my body, like a woman having a diarrhea, and it was numb and tingling.

　　But why did Huang Feng clear himself of all his tenderness at this moment?

　　You know, this will mean that she will no longer be bound, and the hidden injuries she suffered in the sea of ​​sand that day will be repaired as her realm improves.

　　Shangguan Yuhe will regain the arrogance of the number one swordsman in Kyushu.

　　Then, Shangguan Yuhe raised his eyes and stared at Huang Feng, with his usual contempt in his eyes, but also a hint of fear flashing across his face.

　　Because after thinking about it just now, she became more and more confused about this barbarian. He acted without any rules.

　　For her, it was neither right to kill nor right not to kill.

　　Well, there is only one other way now, to imprison him!

　　At that time, Huang Feng stood up, rubbing his hands and walking two steps in front of Shangguan Yuhe. These two steps were enough for Shangguan Yuhe to successfully subdue him.

　　But he was not worried at all. He looked from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, re-appreciating the mature swordsman in front of him.

　　As a barbarian and a cultivator, Huang Feng is well aware of the terrifying strength of Shangguan Yuhe. How easy is it to successfully capture her?

　　However, Shangguan Yuhe has another identity, she is Su Yun's mother.

　　Well... this is the beautiful mature mother.

　　Her face was naturally pale, and age was not a concern for monks, but the time wasted as a mother worrying about her life and not having desires inevitably left traces on her face. However, these traces were not of aging, but a kind of beauty that was indifferent to the worldly life, yet was encroached upon by it.

　　Further down, there is a gourd-shaped figure wrapped in a plain white sword robe. To judge a beauty, one must first look at the woman's face, then her figure, and the most important thing is to look at her spirit.

　　Shangguan Yuhe's divine will is like a sword that is sovereign and aloof, of the best quality. However, Huang Feng still said that this method of tasting is bullshit and ridiculous.

　　No matter how beautiful a woman's spirit is, without a beautiful figure and face to match her, it means nothing!

　　For example, if you are walking on the street and see a woman who is as arrogant and aloof as Shangguan Yuhe, but she has an ordinary face and a plain figure, would you feel desire for her?

　　Obviously not.

　　The reason why Shangguan Yuhe is so attractive is that she has a face and figure that surpasses all the beauties in the world.

　　If I had to describe it, that would be it.

　　Her sword-like eyebrows are like distant mountains dyed dark blue, which makes you yearn for them. Her eyes beneath the eyebrows contain both spring and fierceness, seeming to be powerful but not revealing it. Her plain face is not vulgar, but just as dull as the face of a snow lotus.

　　The three thousand green silk is smooth, the sword robe and dress wrap her slim figure, the shoulders are white and smooth, the jade bones set off her fragrance, the soft and plump breasts are full of moonlight, the waist is faintly grasped, not to mention the jade legs and the plump buttocks.

　　Such a voluptuous figure, coupled with the look that always looks down on people, is what makes Shangguan Yuhe so precious.

　　It was for this reason that even though Huang Feng was able to temporarily control Shangguan Yuhe with his gentle technique, he did not let the old abbot come over to completely seal her and then enjoy her body.

　　To appreciate a woman like Shangguan Yuhe who looks proud on the outside but is warm on the inside, one should pull her down from the mountain to the deep pool of water.

　　It's not easy to take her down, that's right.

　　However, no matter how difficult it was, Huang Feng did not want to use short-term means to appreciate the unparalleled cool colors of this beauty.

　　So what did he want to see?

　　She is not like Pei Wan behind him, who became a female slave and a pig dog once threatened, nor is she like Liu Zhouyue and the empress, who had sex with her through some kind of interest.

　　What Huang Feng wanted was to conquer the cold sword on the mountain step by step and destroy her heart.

　　Just imagine that at that time, Shangguan Yuhe, who had looked down on him all the way, would take the initiative to ask for sex under him.

　　When Su Yun saw this situation, he heard his mother calling out as he was fucking her, but your mother took the initiative.

　　What will happen?

　　I'm afraid my heart will be broken.

　　At this point, Huang Feng gave up the idea of ​​defiling Shangguan Yuhe right now, raised a finger and said:

　　"One night! I'll give you one night to understand all this. After one night, you can choose to kill me, but if you want to kill me, you will have to let your precious son and many people from the Xia Dynasty be buried with me, right? But I still give you this choice. The game has been started, let's see if you can break it, although I don't think you can kill me."

　　"Secondly, there is a contingency plan for this option, but I will only bring it up if you choose not to kill me."

　　"But there is still..."

　　As Huang Feng was talking, he took another step forward, smelled the fragrance wafting from Shangguan Yuhe, and smiled.

　　Afterwards, he flipped his hand and took out a jade ruyi from the storage ring.

　　"Before that, because there were too many variables, I suddenly wanted to kill Su Yun and crush his idea of ​​running the cards."

　　Speaking of Yun'er, Shangguan Yuhe's red sword fell to the ground with a clang. Leng Rong no longer had a look of hatred on his face, but instead turned pale. Rouyi, who had lost his sword, quickly grabbed Huang Feng's hand:

　　"what you up to?"

　　"Simple, since you've entered the game, you have to make a bet, right?" Huang Feng took another step forward, Shangguan Yuhe's breasts were almost half an inch away from his head, and he raised his head, feeling the scent of milk.

　　"Of course, you may have other choices in your mind. First of all, you think that if you kill me, Su Yun, you will die, so you can immediately escape with Pei the bitch, or even subdue me. But if you escape, or imprison me, someone in the outside world who holds Su Yun Ruomu Yun card will decisively act to kill Su Yun, then, you should know the consequences, right?"

　　There were three people in the room, and two of them were in opposition for a long time.

　　But in the end, Shangguan Yuhe took a step back and accepted this way of playing.

　　Regardless of whether she wanted to do it for the people of the Xia Dynasty, Shangguan Yuhe would not dare to gamble just for Yun'er, because that was her life.

　　Immediately afterwards, Shangguan Yuhe let go of her hand, and Huang Feng handed the Jade Ruyi to her face and blew towards her chest, shaking it:

　　"Madam Shangguan, if you don't let me touch you but want to know everything, you have to pay a price. From the moment I entered your mountain gate, I knew that you are a person who knows how to make choices."

　　The memories suddenly disappeared.

　　Shangguan Yuhe in the forest raised her head, bit her red lips, sandwiched her pubic mound with her legs, and inserted the jade ruyi wrapped in a pair of panties into her vagina.

　　The most damning thing is that the shape of this jade ruyi imitation is just like the Huangfeng barbarian root, extremely thick and long.

　　As a result, every time she moved, she felt an endless itching and numbness going straight to her deep inside, and the special tidal constitution made her even more anxious.

　　Fortunately, she still had the "ability" to control the secret passages in the cave, and would only get lost occasionally.

　　But if I show this embarrassing attitude in front of Yun'er!

　　Shangguan Yuhe shook her head, her face turned cold, thinking that it would definitely not work!

　　Just as she was thinking about her luck, she heard footsteps coming from the haystack in the distance.

　　Under the moon.

　　The elegant young man was dressed in a blue shirt. His face was fresh and handsome after taking off the mask. He looked so familiar in Shangguan Yuhe's eyes.

　　However, when the two met, there was a moment of silence.

　　After a long time, Su Yun held up the front of his clothes and ran straight forward. His mother had never held a sword across his face in front of him. Su Yun finally walked into the space at that distance.

　　"Mother!"

　　"Yun'er!"

　　As the two called out to each other, Su Yun threw himself into his mother's arms, smelling the fragrance of milk that warmed his heart.

　　My mother's plump and beautiful body is extremely soft. That feeling is like regaining something lost, or like returning to one's hometown again. It will always make people fascinated.

　　So warm and tender.

　　Shangguan Yuhe raised her celestial figure, a smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Su Yun with loving eyes:

　　"Yun'er, have you grown taller?"

　　"Yeah." Su Yun replied with a faint sob in his throat, but he could not utter a few words.

　　"Silly child, why are you still crying?"

　　Listening to my mother's words, looking at her face, and seeing her pretty hand reaching out to wipe away my tears.

　　Su Yun was also instinctively stunned. He thought... he thought... impulse soon overcame reason, and then Su Yun couldn't help but kiss her.

　　"Hmm??~"

　　My mother's bowl-sized breasts were flattened by her chest, and her lips were moist and warm.

　　Without stopping for a moment, Su Yun used his tongue to lift up his mother's fragrant petals, and then inserted his tongue into her mouth. They sucked on each other, and incomparable love surged up.

　　Shangguan Yuhe's originally shocked look was intoxicated by the saliva from Yun'er's tongue after a moment. She then slowly closed her breath and eyes, and a faint blush crept up her still delicate face.

　　The breathing of the two became more and more rapid as they licked and kissed each other. Shangguan Yuhe's fertile land, which had been left empty for many years, was now wet and hot because of the Ruyi inserted in it, and there were traces of water on it.

　　After the kiss, their lips opened, leaving a long sticky thread of saliva, and their eyes were full of each other.

　　The next moment, Su Yun saw his mother's eyebrows drooping, and then her sword-like eyebrows gradually softened after being frowned, and she raised her head: "Yun'er, I want it..."

　　Tap tap tap——

　　The word "mother" was not uttered in the sentence.

　　But they heard footsteps in the forest. Su Yun and his mother separated at the sound, and saw a man wearing a Jiange-style robe walking out from behind a tree.

　　That face!

　　Shangguan Yuhe frowned.

　　Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then said, "Senior Brother Cao."

　　Following the voice, Huang Feng, who had transformed into Cao Shaobei using Buddhist Dharma, raised his right hand and waved to Su Yun: "Yo!"

　　It was a time of deep love between mother and son, but now the beautiful woman's clothes are fluttering, and the whip is rising and swelling the spring pond. No tears are seen falling, and the iron chain is bitter and lonely at night.

　　—————————

　　At the same time, in the backyard of Qiong Yaoxuan.

　　At night, the pavilion was transformed from a place for banquets at noon into a drinking hall. The jade walls on both sides were covered with red cloth, which was tied into a hundred colorful flowers and hung in the air.

　　All the tabletops were replaced with desks and soft cushions. A small platform one foot high was built in the center according to the location of the stairs. On the stage, countless young musicians and actors sang and danced, and the atmosphere was lively and grand.

　　"Where's Boss Gu?"

　　"Oh Tiezhu, the boss is in the backyard."

　　In response to the voice, Liu Tiezhu, a waiter dressed in a sparrow silk robe and looking quite handsome, walked across the wine hall and headed towards the backyard with an abacus in his hand.

　　As he walked away, he was still mumbling, "I was only away for a few days, and Xuanli paid out tens of thousands of spirit stones. What a spendthrift woman!"

　　Rustle——

　　Not long after the complaints died down, Tiezhu walked into the small corridor in front of the backyard and heard the rustling sound of the tassel curtain beads at the side door being lifted.

　　Then came a folk tune: "It's been three years since you left. I miss you, I miss you. You will go with someone else. No love for me, no love for me. The feelings are so thick..."

　　"…Drifting around in appearance has no effect, wasting one's youth is annoying. Ah, heartless person, I will hate you until I grow old."

　　Boss Gu is here!

　　This was Liu Tiezhu's first thought. Then he followed his gaze and saw Boss Gu walking out from behind the beads in the curtain, singing a song.

　　The bun on her head was loose and now tied up with a small square scarf. The dark green gauze skirt she wore during the day was changed into a bean-white shirt with a white coat around the collar.

　　She held a mortar in her left hand and a stone pestle in her right hand, moving it up and down. Suddenly, she transformed from the image of the beautiful boss Gu into a smart and well-behaved female doctor.

　　Furthermore, during the process of pounding the medicine, the jade rabbit behind the white gauze collar tumbles and surges, adding a sense of coquettishness and debauchery to this sacred image.

　　However, no matter how beautiful she was, no one in Qiong Yao Xuan dared to touch this wonderful woman, because Boss Gu was so unfathomable.

　　So when Liu Tiezhu thought he could explain the loss to his boss.

　　Boss Gu stopped singing, looked over, pouted and hummed, "Tiezhu, kneel outside my door tonight and don't go back to your room to sleep without my order."

　　Finished!

　　That's all. Under Liu Tiezhu's shocked gaze, Boss Gu went into the backyard with the medicine.

　　On a recliner in the yard, Ye Guhan, wrapped in linen like a dumpling, was sleeping.

　　After being admitted to the hospital, Boss Gu walked to his side naturally, glanced at the broken limbs with his beautiful eyes, and then poured the mucus that had been mashed into a paste in the mortar evenly on all his wounds.

　　"If we want to take over this hand, we need to find a good armor-slaying master. I wonder if Jin Shilin's descendants can do it. It's really troublesome."

　　That was enough. Boss Gu picked up Ye Guhan's unbroken left hand, tilted his head slightly, and continued cutely: "How about cutting this one off as well, to make a pair?"

　　"oh..."

　　As soon as the voice fell, Ye Guhan seemed to have heard some bad news in his sleep. He let out a bitter groan from his throat and his brows gradually opened.

　　Then he saw a pretty face with delicate eyebrows poking out of his sight, fanning his face with a 'pat pat' sound, and greeting him with a smile: "Are you awake?"

　　"What am I doing...hiss...ah! This is...you are Boss Gu!" Ye Guhan was seriously injured and could not move at all. He could only struggle and shout:

　　"Why am I here?"

　　Hearing this, Boss Gu lowered his head and squinted his eyes, looking at the "white rice dumpling" on the recliner.

　　After a long time, a sentence reached Ye Guhan's ears.

　　"Young man Ye, from now on you will live here and be the gatekeeper of my Qiong Yao Xuan. As for other things, we will talk about them later!"

　　"Ah?" A cry of surprise resounded throughout the night in Liangzhou.

　　Boss Gu: "Hehehehe (?▽｀)ノ?"