"Woo..."

Outside the cave, the sound of flute suddenly sounded.

The moonlight is cold and the wind is biting.

Linghu Qingzhu was dressed in green clothes and stood on the edge of the cliff, with her black hair dancing and her sleeves fluttering.

Inside the cave.

Luo Qingzhou had already taken two spirit-transforming pills and started sprinting into seclusion.

He quickly entered a mysterious state.

The energy of the Spirit Transformation Pill slowly spread out in the body, and then entered the Dan Sea through refining, and then poured from the Dan Sea into the meridians and various acupoints...

His soul also seemed to have entered another world.

Blue sky and white clouds, red flowers and green grass.

Countless trickling creeks poured into the boundless sea. Then, the water in the sea slowly flowed back into the creek after being merged by the wind and waves.

During repeated erosion, the creek becomes wider and wider, and the sea becomes deeper and deeper...

at the same time.

The Qin Mansion far away in Kyoto.

In the Meixiang Garden, Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao had already taken a bath, lay on the bed, and chatted under the quilt.

After chatting for a while, Nangong Meijiao suddenly asked: "Wei Mo, hasn't that guy done that with you yet?"

Second Miss Qin sighed softly and said, "No."

Nangong Meijiao leaned against her ear again and asked quietly: "Then when you sleep together every night, what else do you do besides chatting?"

Second Miss Qin said: "I didn't do anything, I just slept."

Nangong Meijiao whispered: "That guy didn't touch you?"

Miss Qin Er shook her head.

Nangong Meijiao snorted: "Who are you kidding? That guy is so perverted that he won't let you go. He must have asked you to help him."

Second Miss Qin looked puzzled and said: "Which one should I help him with?"

Nangong Meijiao whispered: "I asked you to help him, and I asked you to..."

As she spoke, she stretched out a slender jade finger and touched her small mouth. With an ambiguous expression on her face, she whispered: "Is there any?"

Miss Qin Er looked confused: "Sister Meijiao, Weimo doesn't understand what you are talking about."

Nangong Meijiao suddenly said in annoyance: "You little Wei Mo, why are you still pretending?"

After that, he hugged her, turned over and pressed on her body, then bit her little mouth, and coldly snorted: "Cunning girl, let me teach you a lesson!"

The sound of two people playing around suddenly came from the room.

Next room.

Qiu'er and Xiaodie were discussing making clothes.

And in the small courtyard.

Zhuer was still practicing flying knives hard by herself.

"Puff puff!"

The flying knives she threw out hit the bullseye on the wall accurately.

Relegated to Immortal Residence.

The house was empty and dark.

In the corridor, a girl in a light green dress was standing there motionless, holding a sword, looking at the courtyard in a daze.

She didn't enter the house.

Because he was not in the room, everything was equally cold.

Ling Chan in the Moon Palace.

Bai Ling was wearing a pink skirt and a pair of pink stockings. The skirt spread out like petals. She was sitting on the bed, pounding anthers out of boredom.

From time to time, she would look out the window, sigh softly, and occasionally murmur in a low voice: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, the trouble has become bigger again, huh..."

Before I knew it, snowflakes were falling outside the window.

In another room.

A girl in a snow-white dress was standing in front of the window, holding a piece of jade in her hand, staring blankly at the snowflakes outside the window.

That flawless face, even if the wind blows by the window, can't help but stop and take a few more glances.

That night, many people had no sleep.

The next day.

It was snowing all night, and everything was completely white.

Linghu Qingzhu made breakfast and came to the door of the stone room. After listening to the movement inside for a while, he didn't say anything and left silently.

At noon.

Su Feng and Su Yu came to find her and said that the sect leader asked her to come over.

"Master, I heard that the master of Xianyun Pavilion and the saint are here."

Su Feng respectfully reports.

Linghu Qingzhu said with a cold face: "Go and tell the sect leader that I have something to do and can't go there."

After saying that, she hesitated for a moment and then immediately said: "Forget it, I'd better go there. Su Feng, Su Yu, you two guard the door of the cave, don't let anyone in."

The two immediately responded: "Yes, Master!"

Linghu Qingzhu took another look inside the cave, then closed the cave door and quickly went to the main peak.

Su Feng and Su Yu stood at the door and looked at each other. After seeing her walk away, Fang began to guess in a low voice.

"Sister, Junior Brother Chu is not in his cave, he should be in Master's cave, right?"

"I guess he's practicing there."

"I'm so envious. Master is so kind to Junior Brother Chu. Not only does he practice swordsmanship with him, he actually lets him practice in the cave and even helps him guard it himself."

"I wonder what happened in the hall last night? I met Senior Brother Lin from Beiwang Peak today and asked about it. He seemed to be very secretive and didn't say anything."

The two spoke in low voices.

In the stone chamber inside the cave, Luo Qingzhou was still in a mysterious and selfless state, practicing silently.

In the reception hall on the main peak.

Fairy Zixia was dressed in a red dress. She was sitting on the main seat, chatting with a beautiful young woman in a purple dress and elegant posture.

Next to the beautiful woman stood a slim girl wearing a white dress.

The girl wears a thin veil on her face, a red dot on her eyebrows, her eyes are clear and deep, her hair reaches her waist, and her temperament is elegant and refined, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, white and elegant, slender.

Not stained.

This young and beautiful woman is none other than Luo Shang, the current pavilion master of Xianyun Pavilion.

The girl next to her is the saint Liuli of Xianyun Pavilion, known as Liuli Fairy.

They came today, naturally, for marriage matters.

With a spring-like smile on her face, Luo Shang said: "Zixia, I heard that your great uncle left seclusion yesterday. I wonder what he did for a living?"

Fairy Zixia also had a polite smile on her face and said: "I don't know either, my uncle's cultivation has never been revealed to us."

Luo Shang's eyes flashed and she said, "Really? A hundred years ago, Senior Zhuang's cultivation had already reached the level of a master. I'm afraid it's even more powerful now, right?"

Fairy Zixia smiled and said: "Aunt Luo also knows that the further a warrior reaches the back, the harder it is to break through. Especially to the realm of the sect leader, every step forward is extremely difficult. By the way, Senior Luo of Aunt Luo's Xianyun Pavilion,

Haven't you come out of seclusion yet? I guess your current level has reached that of a grand master, right?"

Luo Shang smiled and said: "It's not that easy to break through to the Grand Master. I'm afraid it's still early."

The two of them chatted for a while about the affairs of their respective sects, and the topic quickly turned back to the marriage between the two families.

Luo Shang asked: "Zixia, tell me the truth. Do you disagree, or do the other elders disagree, or does Senior Zhuang disagree?"

Fairy Zixia sighed and said: "Aunt Luo, I really didn't lie to you. Of course I agree, and other elders of my Lingxiao Sect also agree. As for my uncle, I don't have any opinions. The main reason is that my disciple disagrees.

"

Luo Shang frowned and said, "Is it because he is married?"

Fairy Zixia nodded and said: "I asked him last time, and he did say that. He said that he already has a wife in his family, and the saintly daughter of your sect has a noble status. If she gets married to him, he is afraid that he will wrong his wife.

"

Luo Shang asked: "Then do you know who his wife is and her background?"
To be continued...