Jinghua has been too busy these days due to the matter of redefining the boundary mountain, and has no time to care about Zheng Zhenzhen. en8. Zheng Zhenzhen does not have as many tasks as Yun Qing. Her life is very leisurely, and she only has time to look at the scenery and drink tea every day.
She has a kind-hearted nature and treats people sincerely. In the past few days, she has become familiar with some of the disciples in the sect.
"Zhen'er, you should listen to your sister's advice. You can't trust any man in this world..."
A plump woman with a gorgeous face was lying under the tree. She was wearing a red palace dress as thin as a cicada's wings, with the skirt open, revealing her imaginable white breasts. She held a wine jar with one hand and took a big sip. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were blurred.
"Senior Jiuhuan, you drank too much..." Zheng Zhenzhen was startled when he saw her drinking and wanted to step forward to stop her.
Jiu Huan's hand carrying the wine jar was raised, her sleeves slid down, and her smooth, white arms were exposed to the cold air. In this posture, she tilted the wine jar slightly, and the clear wine splashed on her body.
"Yes, I drank too much, but I am soberer than anyone else." Jiu Huan licked the wine spilled on her cheeks, feeling indescribably wanton.
Zheng Zhen really has no choice. Drunk people always say that they are sober. She had no choice but to stand up and try to reach out and grab the wine jar from Jiu Huan's hand.
Unexpectedly, Jiu Huan pulled her hard before she could stand up. Zheng Zhenzhen fell to the ground before she could react. Jiu Huan pinched her chin tightly, and then took a big gulp of spicy old wine.
"Cough cough, cough cough!!!" Zheng Zhenzhen choked to tears and crawled away from Jiu Huan, fearing that she would go crazy due to alcohol.
"It seems that Zhen'er doesn't understand the beauty of old wine..." Jiu Huan smelled of wine when she spoke, and Zheng Zhenzhen quickly stood further away.
"Ahem..." Zheng Zhen really didn't understand how Senior Jiu Huan could like such a choking thing.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's best if you don't understand anything." Jiu Huan's almond-shaped eyes were slightly slanted, and her eyes were always as hazy as the mist of Jiangnan, making it hard for people to understand.
Zheng Zhenzhen really thought that Senior Jiu Huan had started talking nonsense, and he was going to call Senior Jinghua to get her away.
Jiu Huan glanced at the richly scented soil beneath him, then looked up at the lush peach trees. This tree was planted by Jinghua, and it seems to be related to her practice.
"The world of flowers and wine is all that is missing now. Zhen'er would like to see the peach blossoms in full bloom?" Jiu Huan put down the wine jar and said to Zheng Zhenzhen.
Zheng Zhenzhen immediately shook his head. If Jiu Huan really did something to the peach tree, Jinghua would definitely not be able to spare her.
"No need..."
Before Zheng Zhenzhen said the word "already", he saw Jiu Huan throw the wine jar upwards, the wine splashed from the jar, and the late autumn sunlight was reflected by these tiny crystals in thousands of colors.
Jiu Huan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Look!"
Peach blossoms bloomed at her fingertips, reflected in every drop of wine, and refracted by the wine. They blossomed in the cold late autumn. en8. Zheng Zhenzhen's eyesight couldn't keep up with the speed of her spell casting. He only saw a touch of pink on her fingertips, and then in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with brilliant peach blossoms. Jiu Huan caught the wine jar and took another sip of the divine wine. The clouds on her temples spread out and entangled with her belt, forming a lingering posture.
The scent of flowers, wine, and beauty.
Under the debauchery, Zheng Zhenzhen watched all this in silence, and was so intoxicated that he could not extricate himself.
"Does it look good?" Jiu Huan's eyes were shining, as innocent and bright as a cardamom girl, with inexplicable expectations.
Zheng Zhenzhen nodded involuntarily.
Jiu Huan laughed and picked up a peach blossom: "I have wanted to do this for a long time, but it's a pity that Junior Sister Jinghua has been unwilling."
"What kind of spell was that just now?" Zheng Zhenzhen looked at Jiu Huan and asked curiously. She was so excited by the beautiful scenery that she had already forgotten about being punished by Jinghua.
Jiu Huan shook his head and took another sip of wine: "It's a little homemade trick, not a powerful spell."
Zheng Zhenzhen's eyes widened: "Create your own!?"
"It's not difficult..." Jiu Huan slowly drank the wine while talking, "I saw a story in "Xuan Ming Ji", which said that in order to win people's favor, Qing Emperor stretched out his hand towards the withered peach tree in winter. One finger of the branch..."
"Thousands of miles of glaciers melted at this moment, and the world's first peach blossom bloomed from his fingertips. In the blink of an eye... it was spring again."
Zheng Zhenzhen didn't believe it: "I have never heard of this book."
"Well, it's just a play written by a mortal, it can't be taken seriously." Jiu Huan suddenly lost interest, "The Qing Emperor has achieved divine status and is heartless, how can he please anyone? What's more, the world's time sequence follows its own laws, the Qing Emperor It is impossible to mess up the spring and winter..."
At this time, the peach blossoms that Jiu Huan had just transformed gradually faded, and finally turned into wine, falling like rain.
Jiu Huan was under the tree, soaked by the rain of peach blossoms. She still smiled: "This thing is very ridiculous, but there are still mortals playing this trick to deceive people's sincerity."
Zheng Zhenzhen felt a little sad because of her smile. She looked at Jiu Huan's drenched appearance and suddenly asked: "Are you cold?"
"Silly girl, I have been in Taoism for many years, how can I be cold?" Jiu Huan shook his head and his smile deepened.
"Does your heart feel cold?"
Jiu Huan was stunned, and Zheng Zhenzhen took this opportunity to snatch the wine jar from her hand.
"Will there be mental obstacles after entering the Tao? Senior, since you have a delicate mind, it's better to read less of those messy dramas, so as not to stir up the demons in the past. Isn't the Tao in the world ten thousand times more beautiful than these?" Zheng Zhenzhen held the wine jar and exerted all his strength. He fell to the ground.
"Hahaha..." Jiu Huan suddenly laughed, "You are showing off your talent by entering the outer sect. Are you willing to enter the inner sect and follow me to negotiate with Guiling Temple about the boundary mountain?"
Zheng Zhenzhen said "Ah", and before he could say anything, he heard Jinghua's angry voice.
"Senior Sister!! What mess did you water on my peach tree again! And you, Zheng Zhenzhen, come back here!!"
Zheng Zhenzhen didn't answer and ran away very fast. She couldn't help but laugh when she heard the loud noise of the fighting behind her.
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"Excuse me."
Yun Qing took the jade slip from a middle-aged monk and thanked him softly.
"Amitabha, the location of the Boundary Mountain is of great importance. You have just started, so please be careful." This man looked tall and dignified, not angry or intimidating. His complexion is brown and black, his hands are thickly calloused, his eyebrows are strong, and he holds a stainless steel Zen staff in his hand.
Yun Qing nodded: "I will definitely live up to my trust."
"Since Jue Luan personally explained it, I am willing to believe you. But there are still some things that I have to explain to you in detail."
This monk was the direct disciple of Jue Luan, but he was lower in seniority than Jue Luan. His Dharma name is Yuanyuan, his qualifications are very ordinary, but his mind is determined, and he has gradually become a direct disciple from an outer disciple.
Liao Yuan has stayed in the temple for hundreds of years. He is one of the most senior among his peers. In addition, he acts calmly and is not surprised by changes. So this time, when Jue Luan was unable to leave Zizi Cliff, he selected some inner disciples to participate in the site selection for Boundary Mountain.
Yun Qing listened carefully to his explanation of the many details of this site selection, and raised his own questions from time to time.
"After the boundary mountain is selected, our sect will open up the small world of the Cold Cave Secret Realm, and then the Mianfeng Gallery will arrange the yin and yang differentiation device of heaven and earth. Then our two sects will return to their respective places, and we will not cross this boundary again for a hundred years. We will re-select the location after the next Snow Mountain Dharma Conference.”
"I wonder how Jieshan was selected?" Yun Qing listened for a long time to the rules such as "Both sides must exercise restraint and are not allowed to fight at will", but never heard the key.
Liao Yuan sighed: "Amitabha... you will know when the time comes."
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yun Qing didn't ask any more questions: "I understand. If there is anything else that needs attention, please give me your advice."
Liao Yuan said: "... There may be fighting tactics in the selection of the boundary mountain location. If someone invites a fight, do not retreat and do not risk your life."
Yun Qing was surprised. After a long round of detours, wasn't this monk still saying, "Whoever has the biggest fist will have the most territory"? Therefore, the selection of the location of Jieshan this time is probably going to be a good fight.
She listened solemnly to Yuan's speech for a long time, and only got up to leave when the evening bell rang in the temple.
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The capital of mirrors, the altar of heaven.
Le Shu knelt in front of the holy pool dressed in pure white sacrificial robes. The white clothes on her body had no color at all, and there was an almost terrifying sense of purity. She closed her eyes and looked detached. Her still immature face no longer showed any childishness that should be expected at this age.
"Master, this disciple has come out of seclusion."
Above the holy pool, the white-robed and white-haired Grand Master Dajing sat in the void, saying nothing.
"This disciple has entered the Tao, and I am willing to help you solve your problems." Le Shu opened his eyes and looked up at the saint who was not stained by the chaos of the world of mortals.
"I have no worries or difficulties. Now that I have entered the Tao, you can do whatever you want." The Imperial Master did not speak, and these words passed directly into Le Shu's mind.
Le Shu knelt down. She felt like her eyes were burning just by looking directly at that person.
"Disciple wants to take up the position of law enforcement disciple."
The Imperial Master didn't answer again.
This was exactly the same as when she asked about Yun Qing a month ago. Le Shu felt a little frustrated, but she immediately adjusted herself. Her eyes were bright: "Disciple is willing to work with Senior Brother Wei and the others to hunt down the person who destroyed the altar."
The imperial master still didn't answer.
Just when Le Shu was about to repeat it, a blue bird flew from the sky. The bird directly broke through the barrier of the Lutian Holy Altar and landed on the lap of the Imperial Master.
The imperial master stretched out his hand to grab the bird. It suddenly became a little stiff, its lively body cooled down little by little, and its warm flesh turned into dense wood. The feathers of the blue bird also fell off little by little, and finally turned into a real wooden bird.
Herald bluebird.
Le Shu was surprised, this was an immortal magic, often used to convey messages. This wooden bird can turn into a real blue bird under the influence of magic for a period of time. During this period, it can even find food to feed itself, and then fly with the letter all the way to the recipient. However, this spell is very slow and is mostly used to deliver secret but not urgent letters.
The spiritual energy attached to this blue bird is very thin. It must have been half a month since its departure
The Imperial Master released the blue bird into the air, and it seemed that he had finished reading the content of the letter.
"Leshu."
"Disciple is here!" Le Shu rarely heard Master call her name, and she straightened up in excitement.
"Take five hundred inner disciples to Jiu Ming City."
"Disciple, take the order!" Le Shu said solemnly.
"Send an order to conquer Tiangong and start a war with Qingchuan Shanfu starting today."
This sentence was not only conveyed to Le Shu, but also directly conveyed to the hearts of the direct disciples of Lu Tiantan who were far away from the ends of the world.
It was this sentence that soon dragged the entire Nanfeng Continent into the quagmire of disaster.