Seven years ago, Yu Qingtang was twelve years old and had just entered the stage of refining his Qi. He had just been able to play the guqin to clear all the palace merchants and Zhengyu, and he was not even able to catch chickens in the sect.

It was also that year that the Immortal Sect Women's Magic Competition was held once every ten years, and an invitation was sent to Biehe Sect.

But they will probably be absent in tears.

After all, Yu Qingtang remembered that there was a plot in this fairy sect women's magic competition - at that time, Long Aotian, who was still young, chased the spirit beast ferret and accidentally entered the competition venue. Because of his childish and cute appearance, he was attracted by many girls. Xiu hugged her and rubbed her face, and even glanced at the little tantric saint who was traveling with her identity hidden for thousands of years.

And obviously this plot has nothing to do with their Bihemen.

Moreover, Yu Qingtang joined in the fun and took a look at the invitation, which required each sect to send four to eight female cultivators...

Unfortunately, they are from Hemen. From top to bottom, there are three female nuns in total.

Saying goodbye to the head of the He Clan, Taoist Xian He pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears and patted the senior sister on the shoulder: "Good disciple, don't be sad. Next year, Master will definitely find a way to abduct you... Ah, no, find a junior sister to come back."

Yu Qingtang nodded pretending to be sad.

Lehua Nian sat in front of the sect hall with his legs propped up, his expression resolute, an unyielding light flashing in his eyes, he clenched his fists and shook his head vigorously: "...No, we can't just let it go!"

Yu Qingtang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Lehua Nian turned his head and looked at Yu Qingtang who was standing aside, looked him up and down, then showed an overly kind smile and called him in a low voice: "Junior brother~"

Yu Qingtang blinked, took two steps back, got behind Taoist Xianhe, grabbed his sleeves, and only revealed one eye: "Sister, please stop laughing, I'm afraid."

"What are you talking about, little junior brother, hehe, come and eat some sweets."

Lehua Nian's smile became even brighter and he kindly took out a piece of candy and gave it to him. Yu Qingtang shook his head and hid, and the two of them performed a duo around Taoist Xianhe.

Yu Qingtang hid left and right, grabbing Taoist Xianhe without daring to let go: "No matter how nice you are to me now, I can't suddenly turn into a junior sister!"

"Humph." Lehua Nian raised his eyebrows and smiled as if he was sure to win, "That's not necessarily the case."

She raised her hand and stuffed the candy into Taoist Xianhe's mouth. Taoist Xianhe immediately let go of Yu Qingtang very unfaithfully and smiled as he watched the senior sister drag him away.

…

Ten days later, four female cultivators from the Bielhe Sect arrived in front of the Wanxian Pavilion - Senior Sister Lehua Nian, Second Senior Sister Shi Miaomiao, Sixteenth Senior Sister Qu Mingqin, and... Junior Sister Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang was wearing a fairy-like bright yellow jacket and skirt. With a wooden face, she took a step forward stiffly and almost stepped on the ribbon in front of her and flew out.

Le Huanian grabbed the back of his neck, smiled softly twice to make sure no one was paying attention, and directly carried the loveless Yu Qingtang to the door.

She seemed to have nothing unusual on the surface, but in fact she was beating the drum in her heart - only when they arrived did they find out that Wanxian Pavilion had placed a spiritual weapon at the door in order to prevent some male cultivators with ulterior motives from sneaking into the scene.

The luminous stone in front of the Wanxian Pavilion is called the Universal Mirror of All Things. Yu Qingtang listened to it and felt that it was probably a security inspection machine in the world of cultivating immortals.

In addition to being able to detect male cultivators, it can also be used to detect whether anyone is carrying anything dangerous.

Yu Qingtang was very nervous, and the senior sisters around him were even more nervous than him. The four of them huddled together, trying to squeeze Yu Qingtang in the middle.

Yu Qingtang was so squeezed that his face was deformed, and his eyes were blank: "Can it be useful?"

If such a simple method can deal with it, then this spiritual weapon is somewhat embarrassing.

"How will you know if you don't try!" Le Huanian lowered his voice and reached out to pat his shoulder soothingly, "Tang, it is said that this thing can see the soul, and the name of the person is bound to the soul, so you can't use a pseudonym..."

Yu Qingtang closed his eyes, which meant that he still had to use his real name to lose face.

The second senior sister, Shi Miaomiao, could not help but start to tremble, and asked tremblingly: "Is it possible that his soul can tell whether it is a boy or a girl..."

Lehua Nian was silent.

She gently rubbed Yu Qingtang's dog's head and made up her mind, looking like she was sharing the joys and sorrows: "If it is really exposed... senior sister and you will hold their legs and cry together!"

Yu Qingtang: "...Do we really have to go in?"

Senior Sister Qu Mingqin, who was always taciturn, comforted him slowly: "It's okay. I've investigated and found that none of the male cultivators who tried to sneak in were killed."

Yu Qingtang breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Qu Mingqin finish the second half of his sentence: "At most, one leg will be broken."

Yu Qingtang: "!"

The senior sister also asked: "Which one?"

Qu Mingqin replied slowly: "The one for men."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

God! Wants! To! Destroy! Me!

He wanted to escape but couldn't. The senior sisters carried him tremblingly and walked in. Like a gust of wind, he rushed past the front of Wanwu Tongjian, trying to get in before it could react.

The brilliance of the Universal Mirror of All Things flickered, but it showed no reaction to them.

The four of them entered the door and still didn't react. They looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe it.

Lehua Nian bumped into them: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Come in quickly!"

She had just taken a step when another "stop" came from behind her.

Yu Qingtang's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees, but was forcibly lifted up by his senior sisters.

Lehua Nian slowly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming: "It's you."

"Oh - Biehemen is actually here this year." A female cultivator in a Taoist robe walked over with a smile and deliberately raised her eyebrows at Lehua Nian, "That's strange, I clearly calculated that you, Biehemen, can't make it this year.

Four female nuns came out..."

She glanced at Yu Qingtang deliberately, "Isn't this the little girl you snatched on the road?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, fortune teller!" Lehua Nian retorted with his hands on his hips, not to be outdone, "This is our real little junior sister! I think you are afraid of losing, come on, come on, serve!"

"I told you not to call me a fortune teller!" The female cultivator in Taoist robes gritted her teeth, "Call me a fortune teller!"

The two of them looked very uncooperative. They rolled up their sleeves and walked to the card table like two fighting cocks. That's right, this time the Xianmen women's magic competition was about mahjong.

Yu Qingtang watched her three senior sisters come to the table, knowing that she was just here to make up the numbers and couldn't stay here any longer. After all, the more people you interact with, the greater the chance of being exposed.

When no one was paying attention, he secretly picked up some snacks and planned to find a place where no one was around to pass the time and hide them until the competition was over.

Who would have thought...

At the back of Wanxian Pavilion, Yu Qingtang silently lowered his head and looked at the young man who half-expanded his body out of the dog hole and stared at him with wide eyes.

From his face, to his aura that made people unable to take their eyes away, and to the "Qianlong Ling" tie that tied his hair on top of his head, Yu Qingtang recognized him at a glance - this was probably the male protagonist of this novel.

, the legendary Long Aotian, Ye Chenyan.

Long Aotian, drilled into the dog hole.

Yu Qingtang: "..."

Is this actually the route you took to avoid the guards and enter the Immortal Sect Women's Magic Competition...

What a man who can bend and stretch.

Yu Qingtang complained inwardly, but showed no expression on the surface, silently taking a step back.

"Wait!" Ye Chenyan thought he was going to call someone, and was immediately startled. He jumped out of the dog hole with vigorous movements and covered his mouth when he came up.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and Yu Qingtang raised her eyes to look at him - it was indeed Long Aotian, and he was half taller than him.

And this kind of behavior of daring to have physical contact with a young girl for the first time...

Ha, he is indeed Long Aotian who can open a harem. At such a young age, he can already see some traces of a romantic saint.

Ye Chenyan lowered his head. He didn't know whether it was because he was ashamed of being caught in a dog hole, or because of something else.

In short, his ears were red and he didn't dare to look around, but he tightly covered his mouth and hugged his waist, coaxing him in a low voice: "I, I'm not a bad person. If I let go of you, don't scream, okay?"

Yu Qingtang glanced around to make sure there was no one nearby, so he could only reluctantly nod.

Ye Chenyan showed a little smile and gently let go of his hand.

Yu Qingtang opened his mouth slightly, but before he could make a sound, Ye Chenyan pressed his mouth again, this time tighter than last time, and he looked a little aggrieved: "You said you shouldn't shout!

"

Yu Qingtang: "..."

…His mouth can’t just shout.

He had no choice but to stretch out his hand, patted his palm gently, looked at him sincerely, and shook his head slightly.

Ye Chenyan hesitated slightly, but did not stop Yu Qingtang from taking off his palm.

Yu Qingtang took a breath and lowered her voice and said: "I didn't want to shout, I just wanted to ask you why you came in. Male practitioners are not allowed here."

Although he is also a male cultivator who sneaked in, it does not prevent him from pretending to be a good person now.

"Ah?" Ye Chenyan stared at his face, seeming to be a little distracted. He was in a daze for a moment before he realized what he said, "I'm here to chase the lightning, it's my spiritual pet..."

Yu Qingtang struggled slightly: "Can you let me go first?"

Ye Chenyan's eyes fell on his hand holding his waist. He suddenly blushed and quickly stepped back to distance himself from him. He put his hands behind his back and looked away to apologize: "I'm sorry! I, I

Not on purpose…”

He didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly turned his head, his face still childish but could see the shadow of a handsome young man in the future, with a firm look on his face, "I will be responsible for you!"

Yu Qingtang: "...ah?"
To be continued...